As often as these personal Mandela Effects with objects occur, they still boggle my mind and stop me in my tracks. But pretty quickly, I began to consider my time-travel dream. I think the energy of that dream and the still sleepy state surrounding me as I began my day had me on a still malleable and nebulous timeline.
Dolores, what was that dream all about? The imagery was gruesome. I just don’t have dreams, or nightmares, like that. I just don’t. We can talk about it. Let me ask you a question. How did you feel while watching? Never mind what was being shown to you for the moment, how did you feel?… Read more »
I found myself standing in front of a tall hotel like building. I looked up. It was sparkly and platinum colored but not really “metallic” I could not make out from what material it was made. It wasn’t mirrored, it was not glass. The building was constructed differently than most skyscrapers I have seen. It… Read more »
I found myself standing on a city street outside of a grand and beautiful hotel. It was morning, but not too early and the sun was very warm and the light almost overly bright. I was in a definitely in a tropical location. There were palm trees to be seen and the smell of salt… Read more »