Originally posted by Trexter Ziam
reply to post by liam8126
So, the only other thing I can confer from your response (thank you!) - is it that you feel you are experiencing alternative realities (as in string
MY THOUGHTS ENTIRELY -alternative realities- but also in that we live our lives in REVERSE so we can sense WHAT is COMING because we ALREADY lived
Memory Of Things To Come?
Posted by Dr. Barry Taff on Apr 18, 2012
A Memory Of Things To Come?
Have you ever seen someone on television, in a movie or even on the street, who is a total stranger to you but you feel like you know the person?
This is not that uncommon of an experience.
What is uncommon though, is when you actually get to directly experience what this intense feeling appears to represent.
Ever since I was a very young child watching television, and I watched a lot of it, there was one particular actor who looked and sounded so familiar
that every time I saw him on the little screen, a very strong sense of familiarity engulfed me.
The actor in question was Edward Andrews. A very tall, blue-eyed, distinguished looking character actor possessing a very unique and distinctive
voice, who always appeared as a sinister, villainous character, multiple times in almost every major every major TV series from the 1950′s, 60′s
and 70′s: Cheyenne, Rawhide, Bonanza, The Lawman, Gunsmoke, Twilight Zone, Alfred Hitchcock Presents, Thriller, Suspense Theater, Bewitched, I Dream
of Jeannie, Hawaii 50, The FBI, etc.
Edward Andrews, actor
The feeling that I knew Andrews never grew weaker or distant over time.
What did it all mean?
It took several decades for this feeling to be manifested into a tangible form that offered some degree of closure. That tangible form did not make
itself viable until the early 1980′s when I received a call from Mrs. Edward Andrews.
Can you imagine my reaction when I received the call? It was more shocking than if I’d won the Publisher’s Clearinghouse multi-million dollar
Apparently the Andrews were experiencing some rather common poltergeist phenomena and they wanted me to come out to their house in Pacific Palisades
to investigate it.
Upon arriving at their beautiful home on a bright sunny day I was about to be utterly amazed at what I was soon to encounter. While the case was not
one worthy of further pursuit due to the very low frequency and magnitude of events, the face-to-face encounter with Edward Andrews certainly was.
Upon entering their home I was first greeted by Edward’s wife. As I walked into the spacious living room to meet Edward, I immediately noticed a
puzzled look on his face at the top of his very tall frame. As I reached out to shake his hand, he looked at me asking “Do we know each other, you
look really familiar?”
Back in those years I had occasionally been on TV discussing my work, but not at the level that would occur over the following decades. Therefore it
was very unlikely that he would have seen me on some show talking about my work.
For the first and perhaps only time in my life I was utterly speechless, as I did not know how to respond to Edward’s question.
What was I supposed to say?
That I had a lifelong feeling that I knew him?
Had I done so I might have been shown the door immediately as both he and his wife would have assumed I was insane.
My response to Edward was that I just probably had a very common-looking face.
Then came the next shocker.
Their teenage daughter walked into the living room and was introduced to me. I do not recall her first name, but I do recall her nickname, TAFFY.
All right, this has gone on far enough, what in the hell’s going on here? Oddly, Edward and his wife didn’t seem even mildly perplexed by any of
this. But why should they have, as I was the one who spent most of his life with this bizarre memory of things to come?
The sensation I had at that point was that I was literally in a Twilight Zone episode expecting to hear Rod Serling’s voice boom forth at any
I do not even know how to classify this experience, paranormally speaking. Would it be precognition? Synchronicity?
There seems to be a qualitative uniqueness here that defies reason and logic. While I’ve experienced many instances of precognition throughout my
life, not one of them even approached the level of high strangeness I assign to this event.
Another similar, but not identical, experience occurred in 1976.
I was having a recurring dream about a particular actress whom I found absolutely beautiful, Joan Collins. Her image was my exact physical stereotype
of what I perceive as absolute feminine beauty.
Joan Collins, circa 1960′s
In my dream I was always talking to Joan, except that she was my age. During the dream, this very young Joan kept calling out the name of Barry