Many armchair voyagers have often wondered how the process of slipping unobserved betwixt a footstep on Earth and a footstep on some other world actually works. Not being a scientific type of person myself, I always refer them to those who know better. Usually I refer them to the only real expert I ever met: Sebastian Talbot. Within the Voyager community, he has earned a First-Class ranking with one Gold Cluster.
Mr. Talbot (along with ex-girlfriend Gina Parton) is one of only a few known or acknowledged Interdimensional Voyagers living in modern times. There have been several down through history, of course. However, people tend to chalk those up to legends, myths, or colorful fictions. Count Saint Germain is a notable example of such a Voyager living a life on Earth yet disappearing and returning again and again so as to seem to live a lifespan covering a couple of centuries.
From the mid-1970s through the mid-1990s, Sebastian Talbot made many voyages through a variety of portals, chiefly clustered in and around an abandoned quarry to the east of Kansas City, Missouri, USA. Talbot has called this field of doorways a "tangent dump"--rather like a train depot where all tracks converge, thus making switching from one to another easier. The term "tangent" was coined by Gina Parton, based on the concept that each doorway was actually a tangent on the sphere of the planet. Talbot has reported that the initial contact point (the "tangent") is miniscule, and only through careful manual manipulation can it be coaxed open and then "torn" enough to allow a person to step through. With practice the method for entering the tangent becomes more fluid.
In his memoir, The Dream Land, Book III, Talbot explains:
"I don’t create the tangents. I’m just sensitive enough to detect them and skilled enough to use them. Kind of like being some Superhero."
Several of Talbot's travels have been well-documented and some scientific data exists to substantiate the phenomenon. The other side of the question concerns that world on the opposite side of the tangent, often referred to as a "parallel universe". You can find more information here (but do not be fooled by use of the word "fiction").To learn more about this phenomena and its properties, I offer the following excerpt:
Excerpt from THE DREAM LAND, Book II: Dreams of Futures Past
“It was a long haul that first
time,” the old man continued. “We passed through several very different worlds
and never knew when or how we could get back home. It was frightening—and
fascinating. Looking back, however—and I was much too amazed to put it all into
any kind of scientific perspective at the time—well, that had to be the
scariest time of my life. Can you imagine stumbling through some invisible
doorway to another world and not knowing how to get back? It’s pants-shitting
time, my friend! Oh, sure, it happens all the time in those sci-fi movies,
what, Star Wars, Star Trek, Star light star bright whatever I dream
tonight—whatever. But imagine—hah, that’s the wrong word!—envision the experience where you, or any kid, does the same thing:
let yourself be sucked through some invisible gelatin and plop! there you are in another world. And that’s not even
considering the physics or biology, the how’s
it work? part of the experience. How is this even happening? Is it
something like a wormhole? I heard that term used on an episode of Star Trek when I returned to Earth for
visit. But I don’t think this phenomena is any kind of wormhole, just a...something
else. I don’t explain’em, I just use’em. Anyway, the only thing Gina and I
could do was keep going, so on we went through several different tangents—what we call the
interdimensional doorways. So, eventually we found ourselves back in something
familiar, what we call Ghoupallesz now, our home away from home.”
The old man began shredding the
stalk he’d plucked from the dirt as the youth asked his questions, the usual
ones, about how it all works, and the man nodded politely, wearily, as though
he had been asked the questions many times before by other wandering youth and
already understood everything and waited patiently to give the answers. Then he
did:
“I don’t know.” He laughed and
the youth frowned. “Sorry, but I really don’t. But I know what works for me.
That is, I know how to get back and forth, in the right year—or pretty close,
hah!—and to know when to leave again. Before I get into too much trouble.
Sometimes I even prevent trouble. Then I feel good about myself, feel like I
deserve something, something special, a treat or reward, like a fine steak
dinner or a really good night’s sleep. Or my own island—like this one. Remind
me later and I’ll tell you how I changed history here for the good of everyone.
That’s my greatest accomplishment. That’s what makes me a god.”
The youth held his frown, trying
to detect sarcasm in the man’s voice yet found none.
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| So fake!!! |
NEXT: The Dark Side of Interdimensional Voyaging!
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