Togo Time Travel Lome, Togo West Africa Friday, June 8, 2007
A man says last night in the restaurant, - I would love to get in a time capsule and see Togo 20 years ago, when it was the Hub of Africa. -
I sometimes explain who I am, and the feeling that I am an Empath as the term is use in reference to the fictional TV character Deanna Troi from Star Trek: The Next Generation,
Clairsentience “Generally the term refers to a person who can feel the vibration of other people. There are many different degrees of clairsentience ranging from the perception of diseases of other people to the thoughts or emotion of other people.” http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clairsentience#Variations_on_clairvoyance
Ok, a lot of hocus pocus, however I do think every person can feel others, every person has a various degree or ability to feel empathy for another person. Some people are blanks and un-caring and insensitive to others, and some people will cry at hearing a person is sick. Because of some big pains in my life, I can feel the pain and not be damaged more.
What happened last night was funny, annoying and intriguing all at the same time. On the left side of me, was a person dreaming clearly and wanting to travel to a time 20 years before in Togo. On my right side was a very drunk man who lived in and out of Lome, Togo 20 years before, and had inside his drunken brain the memories, and maybe was damaged goods as a remnant of that time.
Two person from two world, and I was feeling both of them at the same time however the gap between the two was too great, and the one was extra drunk.
Old people, people have lived through difficult situation can explain, then when you tune in to their channel you can start to see their story in your mind eye.
I was fortunate; I ask my 88-year-old friend before he died, and who jumped of a boat in Normandy on D-Day in WW II, - Marvin, what did you think about? - I got to travel to that day with him, complete with anger, sadness and relief of survival.
To time travel to the past through the window opened by the people who lived through an age, people must slow themselves down to listen. In a world that is continues to increase the value of new and decrease the value of old, no one wants to listen to real history as told by real people.
My one acquaintance has given me a glimpse of Togo 20 years ago, driving down from Germany through Algeria, Niger to Lome, Togo. He also has all the wounds, scars, and pains of this real trip through time he carries.