Reposting: Personal Evidence for CTF.

Below is a slightly amended version of a posting I made in October last year. As the blog now has many more readers I feel that it is important to repost it. As you will see from the note at the bottom I have linked to YouTube (see right hand side of this blog) and Shawn Colvin's video of this song. Now everybody will know what song I wish to be played at my funeral!

I have argued that coincidences and synchronicities are clues to that we may all be living in our own Everett Universes. But I also believe that our life-memories are used as warnings with regard to things that are about to happen. I can explain this by a personal experience that took place almost exactly four years ago. I was driving on the M62 motorway that links Yorkshire with Lancashire in the North of England. This motorway goes through some pretty barren moorland and weather conditions in late November can get quite bad (remember the movie 'American Werewolf In London'? I am sure that the 'Slaughtered Lamb' pub is located not far off the M62).Anyway I am driving along in pretty crappy driving conditions. Rain and hail are blasting down and the traffic is both heavy and fast. I have my Archos playing away through the car stereo. For those of you who have never heard of them, ARCHOS make super-memory MP3 players that make Ipods look pretty lame. For example I have over 14,000 individual MP3 tracks on the Archos so the chance of any one specific track coming up is remote in the extreme. As I am driving along a lorry comes out in front of me with a load of crash-barriers on the back. They looked fairly securely tied so I has happy to drive a short distance behind it. Suddenly a new track comes up on random play. It is 'Round of Blues' by Shawn Colvin. Now there is a history to this particular song. Way back in 1992 I had first heard this track on a free CD that came with a UK music magazine. From the first few bars I knew that this song would be important to me in some strange way that I could not describe. a few days later I bought the album with the track on it (Fat City). For some strange reason that I only now understand I said to my then partner, Jenny, that this was the song I wanted played at my funeral. As the words came out of my mouth I remember thinking 'where on earth did that come from'. So strong was this feeling that I continued mentioning this over the years. When I met Penny, the young lady that was to become my future wife, I again found myself stressing this self same instruction. I remember once playing the song to her so that she would remember it. Clearly, as I now know, my Daemon was at work.So you can imagine my shock on that dank winter's afternoon when this track suddenly appeared on my car stereo. I knew it was a warning. For some reason I put my breaks on and moved my car from the middle lane into the slow lane (my car at the time was a beautifully responsive Mazda RX-8 (as if you wanted to know that) so I was swiftly out of the way of the lorry in front. A split second after I moved, with Shawn still singing away, the barriers detached themselves and crashed down onto the motorway, landing exactly were I would have been. I would have hit them at sixty miles an hour. There is no way I would have survived. Fortunately because I moved no cars were close enough to be involved and the traffic easily negotiated itself around the obstruction. If CTF is correct then the very last thing I would have perceived in my last life would have been the song 'Round of Blues'. It is as if I had a deep past-life memory association with my death and that song. This is why my Daemon planted the message of "Fat City equals funeral!" But this saved my life this time "round" as well because I knew that death was close! But do you want to know what has really just freaked me out - I just looked up the lyrics which I have never really done before. I more enjoyed the tune and its bouncy guitar sound. What I just read made my blood run cold:

Here we go again
Another round of blues
Several miles ago
I set down my angel shoes
On a lost highway
For a better view

and later:

We lost a lot today
We get it back tomorrow
I hear the sound of wheels
I know the rainbow's end.

Scary isn't it - just how relevant are the words "Several miles ago I set down my angel shoes on a lost highway" and "I hear the sound of wheels, I know the rainbow's end".Its things like this that convince me more and more that CTF is more than just a simple theory!

I have now placed a link to the song on You Tube (see the links to the right). You can hear the song and follow the lytrics for yourself. It still sends shivers up my spine!

You can also follow this link:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jOeeRt6owN0

By the way, Shawn Colvin also has an uncanny resemblance to my baby sister!!!