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When I first heard this song my very first reaction was:”oh maybe I should not go to the concert”. This is the first released song from Cindy Wilson’s first solo album called “Change”. For those who don’t know, Cindy Wilson is one of the vocalists from the band The B-52s, the same people who sang Trism.  The album is really nice and has quite a few songs that – in my opinion – are dedicated to important things in Cindy’s life. One of the songs is called “Brother”. Her brother Ricky died from an AIDS-related illness in 1985. I believe that “No One Can Tell You” also has some sort of special meaning. I mean, even the title speaks for itself.  Why am I saying this? Because there is a history here between some of us involved in the John Titor story and the B52s. Many people – including myself – have contacted the band many times to enquiry about Trism and its meaning. We, of course, never got an answer from them. Both myself and a friend of mine have contacted the other lead singer,

I’m bored sitting at an airport in Norway waiting for the next flight that will take me up to the North Pole. As I had some time to kill, I decided to go through my mailbox to see if I could perhaps find something interesting...and I did.  This email below was sent to me in 2011 by Larry Haber. It’s the response to one of my emails. I had simply asked Larry Haber to forward my email to “the family”. I was in a bad place back then and all I wanted was some help. Which of course, was a lot to ask. Apparently he only did occasional legal work - which I’m sure it’s true - but was that r ,lleally too much to just forward one simple email?  I once heard a host of a radio show saying that we should stop “throwing dirt” on this but you see , all I’m doing is just showing people what happened. Looks like this guy was rather pissed off with this “family” and tire, d of not being paid for forwarding emails.  If you are a legal representative then you’re the face of this all. If you’r

I start by saying that I am not a “time traveller”, although I wish I were for several (personal) reasons. When we speak about “time travel” here, we don’t really mean moving from the past into the future and then back into the past. By “time travel” I mean travelling from point A to point B, crossing dimensions or “alternate realities”. These people – if they exist – go from one parallel world to another (similar) one which could be into a past time or a future time. It’s simply “moving across”. Although I wish I could experience something of this sort, I can only guess what landing in a different dimension looks like or feels like.  I am Italian but have been living in London for many years. It feels like I have been here a lot longer than my 5 years and I can barely recall my past life in Rome. Well, when I go back to Rome I feel like a  stranger  in my own place. Everything looks familiar and yet, it doesn’t feel like that at all. Even though I recognize every single pla