A girl decides to commit suicide. She takes a taxi to home. The taxi driver who has no idea about the girls life starts asking questions to distract the girl from what she planned for. The taxi driver gets lost, runs into traffic. The girl arrives home, commits suicide anyway. The question would be; Why wasnt it prevented if there is a future information? And; Why didnt the girl see the clear signs to change her mind? The answer is not only the decision, but her channels to the universe, to her soul and to God are already were blocked by herself and the thoughts her mind has created, so because of that disconnection, it wasnt possible to actually reach her even with the time-travel. So when the time travel is explored by humankind; they cant hope to change or alter the past with the knowledge of the future. My theory is to spend an effort to teach people not to block the void to be able to create the clarity to see the signs. Only then the time travel which is already happening would be effective.
A man driving to a bar to have an alcohol binge, is stopped by a traffic police for making a wrong turn, runs out of gas, turns the radio to hear a song saying; Do you know where you are going to ? And the man goes to drink anyway causing an accident and kills a mom who was crossing the street with her baby in an intersection. He was warned with the signs. All those events didnt appear in front of him by random chance. That was the universe trying the person to connect to his soul and God. Even if he was so disconnected, just understanding the signs and pulling over on the side for thinking for a few minutes would prevent the accident.
It would be easier to avoid that devastating result of his action by him deciding to connect to his soul and see the signs.
The brain is an amazing organ. It records almost everything since you were an infant and a toddler. Even though you dont recall memories consciously; your life pretty much is molded and directed according to those memories. You just have the flashing parts of some pleasant or traumatic events. The rest is recorded and never erased in a special part as well as imprinted to your soul. Your soul is aware of everything you have experienced since the moment it is connected to your body and spirit. Its connected to all other souls and God. The seemingly random events which constantly occur during the journey of your life in fact are not random at all. They are planned for you in order to experience and learn in this lifetime and the soul carries it as an imprint to eternity. The higher soul knows it all. You cant hide any single moment from God. With a harmonic vibration you may feel that all are connected at some points of your life. It just feels like a breeze which you cant identify sometimes. But if you live deliberately and if you choose to live and connect youre subconscious to your consciousness which depends on your self-will; then you also explore the real meaning of life.
Your subconscious is awake even if when you are sleeping or under anesthesia for surgery operation or in a coma. Some patients I assisted the surgery operations remembered exactly what we were talking about even tough they were in full anesthesia. Some doctor friends of mine believed the patient didnt receive the right amount of anesthetics, but somehow they couldnt explain why those patients didnt have pain at all. The truth is those were the patients who found the connection between subconscious and conscious mind and simply could travel back and forth in crisis situations. To find that connection takes experience and you just need to be open, receptive and ready to see the signs which direct your life in order to flow in the direction its meant to be.
If you cant see the signs or if you are too much focused on material world, your material possessions or success; then the good news is you get chances several times until you have the aware moment and make the first step from your conscious mind to subconscious mind. Then the following steps follows naturally just like a baby who is learning how to walk.
