My dreams have been showing me this for ages. Same place, different layout. Have you heard of the Mandela effect? If not click here for the link on this busy blog to watch the video https://busy.org/@ami-dossier/the-mandela-effect
What if it's all true and you're really blurring two or more different realities into one? For example, people use the term US and USA interchangeably, but did you know they are two separate corporations? Well...they are.
DIFFERENT GRADES
I remember when my sister Alice and her friend took me out to coffee one day for a chat with me. Some time between 2004 and 2006. I, unsuspecting, obliged.
They were both sitting there staring at me and wondering how to "tell" me about something that they had a feeling I wouldn't really accept. They began talking very slowly to me like I was a child although I wasn't very offended at all.
We started conversing until they finally rounded into what they eagerly wanted to tell me with wide glaring eyes. They used where we grew up for example.
"So there's a Gordonvale A", my sister said. Then her friend finished her sentence,
"And a Gordonvale B!", and C and D.
I was keeping up with Harry Potter books and movies and other mind bending books at the time so I could understand what they were saying, but I didn't take them very seriously. I chuckled at them with light hearted glee.
The coffees were served and they were still 'glaring' at me concerned about the way I just digested that. I honestly didn't know what to make of their adamantly concerned reaction to me laughing it off. Until...
Fast forward 2-3 years...
FORCED INTO THE INNER WORLD
I had suffered a psychotic collapse and...it's scary!
It was like my understanding of the outside world was all wrong and I was just left stranded in some never ending cycle of trying to stay together from an implosion of a big invisible gaping hole in my body.
It was unbearably uncomfortable. I never knew when I would get some sleep after some volition had finished playing with all the dials and settings in my mind that I didn't know about. After some time, panic mode subsided somewhat, but I was still pissed off about it all.
I started to develop a clarity of sensitivities that matched a certain heart string and mind frequency at any given time on its own and I had to follow it. I couldn't get over just how delicate and engaging the energy fabric within me was to my surrounding environment and people or lack thereof.
I feel sorry for mentally ill individuals, including me! They and I have 2 problems.
- A mental illness
- Mental health and their never ending cocktails of mind dementing pharmaceutical drugs, sometimes forced upon us. Next came....
THE UNIQUE SHOPPING EXPERIENCES. TRUE STORY!
(No words of a lie here)
I was well enough to go shopping again for my mum. Trying hard to focus was difficult, I HATED the world and it's menacing vibes. It was constantly shaving away at some core part of me and all I could hope for is to feel like myself again. My mind was erratic and I had to lay down and take it grrr.
I was even pissed off at the birds in the morning occasionally. They sounded God awful compared to my cannon and I couldn't help thinking,
"Those damned birds...are in on it". And maybe some of the pets in the neighbourhood. All conspiring their annoying little haughty and spiteful idiotic tunes towards me.
I went shopping at ...a shop...in ...Gordonvale. Bought everything on the list, braved the checkout queue and managed to awkwardly make it to the car to drive home. Nothing suspicious and nothing wrong at all.
Later on in the week, I went shopping ...again. Same shop, same place, but different layout.
"Wow that was quick", I thought.
The shop had somehow managed to move all the products to different aisles. Hmm different shift of people I guess. "Oh look", I thought, " They even stacked different products in front of the checkouts". There were different specials. All of these changes were just minor differences. No big deal.
It wasn't until the third visit, that I freaked out somewhat. I entered the same shop but the layout had switched back to the previous one. I thought, "What is going on?! Oh that's right...I am crazy and hallucinating, there's nothing to worry about".
I couldn't believe it, but yes I was definitely awake.
What's more is every time I had visited what I knew to be the same place, it kept alternating the hell out of me. Two different shops, very obviously, but the same place, it seemed.
The pharmaceutical drugs kept me nice and mute and dribbling words hither and thither. Who cares right? MEEE!! My outer disorientated appearance was so believable to not tell anyone and I didn't...Until now!!
Now I know there is a Gordonvale A, B, C and D. I guess I could feel separations at an early age so I didn't think that it was anything odd, but rather to take it on board. My problem and fear of this phenomenon was brought on through learning about the world and how I must adopt a narrow minded approach for unaccepting this. Check mate!
Next time you spot these minor differences, expand yourself and ignore the devils agent that was sent to you at this point in time to distract you from what you should rightfully observe and know.
That's right. Expand yourself/mind a little ways further than THAT sabotage. Then think 2 things:
- That just happened
- And the sabotage.
The devil plays tricks, so catch the thief and stay your mind.