How many of you have heard of “The Mandela Effect“…? Raise your hands if you have. Or maybe you’re unsure of your own memory if you have heard of it and aren’t sure if you should raise your hand. Your memories may be mistaken, after all…

In a nutshell, that’s the short version of this phenomenon. My massage therapist was the one who first introduced me to this theory (or conspiracy, as some call it). Obviously it got its name after Nelson Mandela. How many of you recall him being released from prison and becoming President of South Africa? Most of you, probably… But those of us that are older remember he died in prison in the 80s. Hence how the theory got its name. The above link has only a few examples of this effect. How many people were in the car when JFK was assassinated? I remember 4, but no, the footage now shows 6. How many people remember Coca~Cola being hyphenated? Same with Kit-Kat? Or it being Looney Toones and not Tunes? What color are yield signs? Black and yellow or red and white? Are those of us who are older going senile so young or were things as we recall and have somehow changed with no indication that they were ever as we remembered…?

A friend of mine sent me this link when I made a post about “The Mandela Effect”. It was written by a guy named Nick Hinton. It’s a long read (you need to read the entire thread), but it’s really trippy! Part of the theory mentioned is that CERN, that group of French scientists who decided one day, “Hey, how cool would it be to try and make a black hole?” screwed everything up. I had a lot of interesting conversations when they decided to try it. My thoughts were that they were fucking idiots. You can’t contain a black hole! I mean… seriously?! You’re scientists, for Christ’s sake! You should know you can’t contain a black hole! It will just keep growing and you won’t be able to stop it!

So okay, I knew the CERN scientists were idiots for coming up with this idea. I don’t know if they went through with it or not, but the theory is that they did… And, by doing so, we were either unknowingly sucked into a black hole, traveled through a worm hole or kind of joined with a parallel dimension that was very similar to ours and that’s why the things older people remember seem like false memories. It’s a trippy concept and, honestly, reading too much or too much at one time about this shit literally gives me a headache. Your mind can only be blown so much before you start to fucking lose your marbles…

Take a few minutes to look this shit over. I’ll wait…

Did you follow those links? Did you investigate “The Mandela Effect”…? Do you feel like how Sponge Bob and Squidward look right now?

If you don’t, you really should… That’s some freaky ass shit! When my massage therapist introduced me to this idea and began questioning my memory, I was totally freaked out. I remember things as she does (she’s only slightly older than I am) and to find out that, supposedly, my memories, hers, the memories of millions of other people are being referred to as “false memories” really fucks with my head. As I said before, I have a rather good memory. I can remember things from ages that I should have no memories from because I was so young (like 2 years old). Don’t tell me my memories are false, man… That really fucks with my head…

But I’m beginning to think “The Mandela Effect” isn’t just fucking with weird things, like did Darth Vader say, “No, I am your father” or “Luke, I am your father” (swear to god, it’s the latter). It seems to be spilling over into my everyday life…

Last time, I was kicking around the idea of buying a trailer because it’s more financially sound (I’ll never get anywhere near my original investment back from this house) and it gets me out of this bad neighborhood. I spoke to my sister, who makes a lot of money and is great at managing it, and she thought my idea was the best. There’s just one problem… I have $2,500 less than what he’s asking for it and he’s already selling it at rock bottom. He’s going to be taking a loss as it is and I don’t know if he’d take even less.

Now, I’ve never had a great relationship with my sister. We’re 5 years apart (she’s older) and ever since we were kids, we just didn’t get along. We’re too different… She’s also been very opposed to helping me with financial issues, except when my cat, Sebastian, needed emergency surgery. She paid for it to help save my cat because… well, I guess because she loves cats. Otherwise, I don’t ask for help because she won’t even if she can. But Saturday… She asked me how things went when I saw the trailer. Aside from the hideous color that looks so much worse in person, it went well. I really love it and the neighborhood is so peaceful and quiet, which will help my depression and anxiety. But money is my issue… I explained that I had to offer $2,500 less than asking. She said he’ll probably counter offer and I told her, if he did, I’d be screwed because I don’t have it. She responded with let’s see what happens and, depending on what he comes back with, she might be able to help me… Did I read that text correctly?!

So the question is… Was my sister body snatched? Or is this part of “The Mandela Effect” and she’s some sort of parallel universe sister?!

Like the question of, “How many licks does it take to get to the Tootsie Roll center of a Tootsie Pop?”, the answer is still the same. “The world may never know”… I’m not sure why my sister is all of a sudden acting so nice and helpful. But, in all honesty, I really don’t want to question it. If I do, I may lose this opportunity, screw up my relationship with her again… Sometimes I overthink things and assume she has ulterior motives and I get paranoid. But this time, I think I’m just going to go with it and appreciate the help.