Peter, of Dunedin, New Zealand had an absolutely classic Back to the Past TWIDDER as a teenager. (See http://realityshifters.com/pages/yourstories105.html.)
In 1974 in Dunedin, New Zealand when I was 14 years old and working after school as a telegram delivery boy, I once walked into a small tea distributing warehouse with a telegram.
When I walked through a door into the medium-sized office, the office was empty, but what struck my young mind was how odd it was that this business was fully furnished with antique furniture and commercial office equipment. It also seemed unusual to me that there was no electricity, only gas lights all around the alcoves of the office, and that one central gas light was outfitted with very old fashioned glass bulbs.
To my surprise on further investigating the office, I noted that the gas lights had pilot lights to light them. I spotted an old stand-up type of phone with the hanging ear piece, and thought to myself that it must be an ornament, but when I picked it up and playfully yelled “Operator!” into it, to my amazement I heard the operator answer me, as I saw this was indeed a fully working phone, complete with a braided cord connected to the wall. Wow!
Just then, I was alerted by a young lady asking me what I was doing, so I spun around to face her, and saw that she wore an old-fashioned dress that went down all the way to her ankles, with a white blouse. She was fascinated by my school uniform and polyester skivy top I had on under my school sweater, and asked me to remove my sweater so she could better inspect the strange material she had never seen or heard of. She was clearly a woman of fashion as most young attractive ladies are, and I asked her why she was wearing such an old-fashioned dress. She retorted it was the latest in fashion for 1910.
For some reason, I didn’t take her comment with any surprise I DON’T KNOW WHY, but as she was fascinated with my “unusual strange uniform,” as she called it, I informed her that it was the latest 1974 design. She laughed, and when I handed her the telegram she was struck by how strange it was, because of the plastic window on the envelope. She asked me, “What is this clear see-through thing?” Well, plastic and polyester weren’t discovered until the 1920s.
For many years after I never gave this strange experience much thought, until the last 20 years, where I strung my memory together regarding what this experience was, and found myself arriving at the logical conclusion that I had walked into a naturally-occurring worm hole. I feel a sense of satisfaction to know that the world we think we live in — the limited way we live with money endless economic work routines, etc., etc. and the perceived lack of control in our lives — is an almighty illusion. I know personally and with great satisfaction that there is truth out there, and that one day, I will have access to it all.
I have had this experience on my mind for many years now, and I have collected most of the detail , and it all points to my final conclusion of a worm hole, described by Einstein. I once went to see the Late Professor Dawber, a professor of Physics at Otago University fifteen years ago. I originally talked with him about wind farms, as that was his specialty at the time. I mentioned my time travel experience, and he listened with interest, and asked me if I had been dreaming, but listened intently and was very understanding.
I know for certain that time travel is definitely real, and I would love to experience it again. When I think back to the transition of time, moving from 1974 to 1910, when I walked through that office door there was no obvious change, no mystical or eerie feeling. If I hadn’t thought about this experience over the years as I have, I would probably have forgotten all about it, so I imagine this sort of thing is an experience that might go on frequently, with most people dismissing it or not even noticing it in any way.
After I walked into the office, the sensation was like walking into a museum wing that has no people and is completely silent and calm. The feelings I had were the same as being in a museum alone and looking at all the interesting details there for me to explore, and that’s why I didn’t immediately notice the presence of the young lady, until she told me off for playing with the phone. She was to the left of me and my peripheral vision did not see her, so she must have appeared instantly as she never entered the room from a doorway. What was surprising to me about my experience was my calm involvement in it all; I put that down to my enquiring mind.