Singular experience last Thursday on a road-trip – shifting timelines? Defies explanation…

So... OP got out of the car and walked around after being stuck in traffic for a few minutes? I've been in lots of traffic jams like that and have never seen people get out of the car after just a few minutes of coming to a complete stop, or a few minutes before traffic starts moving. And the whole event start to finish was 30 minutes? Yet OP and the dog got out to wiz and stretch?

I call LARP.

You were stuck behind that truck. For whatever reason he was going slow, maybe mechanical issues. The cars in front of him that were in front of him all got back up to highway speed and were long gone by the time you passed him. He also blocked your view looking back, so that you could not see the cars behind him.

I got serious chills reading that.

I wonder sometimes if maybe we aren't already dead.

In any case... our reality is changing.

9-10 hours to get from Tn to NC? Now thats bizarre

We were still in TN.

... To this day I have thought of that moment.
Life turned to shit shortly afterward and had continued to get worse ever since

Am I dead and in hell, maybe?

It is similar to what my husband and I had experienced sitting on the back porch in the late at night, not sounds in any way, no animal sounds, no insects, nothing, a road that was a busy night and day seven days of the week, just nothing it like time totally stopped, so we also didn't talk we just looked at each other. It seems that if we talked suddenly every sound was turned back on as normal and the busy road was back again. It didn't just happen one time, it happened a lot of times. It is so calm in a way you want it to last, in another way it is also it is very spooky. The sound of everything should not be off and on, like turning on a light switch. Yet what turned it off and I know what switched it back on, mentioning what was going on.

I can't answer my own question, I am just saying you are not alone, I don't think this type of thing ever gets answered.
I don't think you imagined anything, there is the feeling of being in our world is not what we think it is. I know I eat; I hope it is there and it really, just saying answers bring up other things. If it keeps us living and breathing. I guess it won't matter, not really, it rains, it feels wet. Don't think I haven't thought up some strange thing of why.

I guess after thinking about this, it could be the same thing except it works differently when you are on the road, we were sitting on the porch enjoying the night until we notice the extreme quiet, you were on the road and got out of the car and walked your dog, and then and then, yep, your view changed. I am sure of one thing it had to be very quiet on the road than before.

I am a truck driver, nothing crazy or special here.....let me explain

The box truck in front of you was a manual shift. Many times in traffic we will just put it in a low gear a creep, letting traffic ahead move on so that we dont have to keep working the clutch. It can be a real pain in city traffic, especially if the car in front of you is constantly hitting their brakes and even more especially if the truck has a very heavy clutch, which many do. You couldnt see around him because you were riding him so close, so you didnt notice the other traffic slowly move away...during some slow downs, ive literally let traffic in front of me go out of sight before i take off....think about it, the box truck was slowly and steadily creeping until the lanes opened up, right?

OP the "accident" was you.. you both died.. go to the light now

Cool Story, sounds a bit like the story of The Langoliers by
Stephen King.

Traffic wouldn’t be backed up both sides of the highway…

This past Thursday (3/17/22) My adult daughter and I were driving from TN to NC for a family wedding. We depart the Nashville area early in the morning, prepared for a 9-10 hour drive.

We are excited about the wedding, looking forward to seeing a bunch of family / friends, and the long weekend. Great weather, comfortable car, family dog in the backseat (Ruger, wicked-smart German Shepherd).

About 3 hours into the drive, on I-40 eastbound, her Wayze app pipes up and says there is an accident ahead. Sure enough, within a minute or two, we start to slow down and traffic starts to bunch up.

Another few minutes, and we are at a complete standstill. I throw the car in park, we roll the windows down, and chat about the traffic, the accident, and how we hope it clears soon. A few minutes later, I get out of the vehicle, let Ruger have a pee and a sniff, and I stand in the grass, looking at the traffic jam.

Hundreds (thousands, really) of cars and trucks stretch to my left, west, as far as I can see. To my right, same thing. This is a major traffic jam, both lanes, no exit ramps. Good Dog & I get back in the car. I make a comment to my daughter that I hope we actually get to see the accident, and then feel bad for saying it. Minutes pass, and we slowly start to move.

Another few minutes, crawling at maybe a walking speed, suddenly there are orange cones reducing the two lanes to one. We end up behind a big box truck, trapped in our lane, unable to see anything ahead of us. Must be a bad accident.

Behind us, an endless line of traffic. In front of us, nothing visible but the roll-up door of the box-truck.

We have seen no evidence of an accident. No emergency vehicles, no debris. Also no signs of construction other than the orange cones.

Then the cones start to march away, to my left, opening up the left-hand lane. I hit my blinker (habit), pass the truck, get back into the right-hand lane, and start accelerating.

What I see in front of me takes a few seconds to process.

There is no traffic. Just an empty two-lane freeway, slowly rising up to a crest, a mile or two in the distance. My brain tries to reconcile what I am seeing, because I expected to see hundreds of cars and trucks accelerating & jockeying for position, just freed from the single lane, walking speed, traffic jam.

Instead, nothing. As I accelerate up to about 80 mph, we have a weird exchange of “Wait, what?” and “do you see this?” type comments.

As we pull farther away from the slower-moving box truck, I look in the rearview mirror and my stomach drops. There is no traffic behind us, either. Except for the truck, receding in the distance. My daughter is semi-speechless. We share awkward laughter and keep looking at each other for confirmation that we are both seeing the same thing.

It was perhaps two or three minutes, zooming along at about 85 (the freeway is frikken empty), and we started to encounter sporadic traffic. I also started to see vehicles behind us. Another few minutes, and it seemed to be restored to the normal amount of traffic.

At the dinner, wedding, and reception, we shared the experience with family and close friends. People that know we are not delusional. We mostly got wide eyes and responses like: “I got nothing.” “Crazy.” A few red-pilled people were talking Mandela and the multi-verse and shifting timelines.

We were sober, alert, visibility was perfect. Neither of us have ever had hallucinations that we are aware of. We are both very red-pilled, and often discuss GLP-ish things.

I have seen some shit in my 50+ years. I have never had an experience that straight-up defies ANY explanation that is conventional. My daughter and I have talked about this several times a day, every day, since it happened. We are both still at a loss.

I swear and affirm that everything I just wrote is accurate to my knowledge and memory. In fact, I wanted to make this post in order to get it written down and archive it. My daughter mentioned this morning that as time passes, she is finding herself doubting what we experienced, as though just a week of confusion is enough to make our minds start to scrub away something we cannot explain. I do not want that to happen, because I KNOW what I saw (or didn’t see) and I do not want it to go down the memory-hole.

I will say, I am glad we experienced it together, so we each have a witness.

I got nothing.

I may be a crazy GLP'er, but I am not nuts. I know what I experienced, and for the first time in my life, I cannot come up with a rational answer outside of God, multi-verse, timeline shifts, maybe a little Mandela thrown in...


What say you, GLP? I am really looking forward to your insights.

I am gonna try to karma-pin this.

-Az

years ago I was mowing with an electric lawn mower and it stopped working. I unplugged it, cleaned off the blades, plugged it back in and still it wouldn't start. I went into the house for a screwdriver to take apart the switch and came back out and did so. I monkeyed around for a bit. People walked by during my attempt to fix the mower, we chatted about a hedge I had, then I went to plug the mower back in to see if my work had fixed the issue.

The mower had been plugged in the whole time!

I thanked God that I was still alive, and lo and behold the mower was still dead, so I put it off to the side and went out to buy a new one.

... To this day I have thought of that moment.
Life turned to shit shortly afterward and had continued to get worse ever since

Am I dead and in hell, maybe?