Titanic... The Ship of Dreams
Until April 15th, 1912
Then it became the ship of tragedy.
The ship of nightmares.
Numerous tragedys in history for many people today have a strong compelling attraction way beyond mere history. A lifelong attention that can not be explained by science. One theory is that intense memories experienced by ancestors in family lineage, that endured and survived a tragedy, those memories being so intense were imprinted on their DNA. It's called genetic memory. Memories so intense that genetic memory of the past is creates that attraction in people today. Titanic is one tragic event that to most is mere history... to others, a lifelong compelling attraction that can not be explained. I'm one of those "others". I've always had a compelling attraction to anything Titanic. Could not find any ancestry links... but it doesn't mean there wasn't one. Either way, the attraction and emotions are forever part of my life. The same experience has repeated itself at historic locations of civil war battles. Two in particular, while others are mere history. Who's to say why. The unexplained usually remains... Unexplained. Nevertheless real.
Perhaps this explains why I have an absolute consuming terrifying fear of the water... more specifically... drowning. Even though I've never been in water over my head... Actually waist deep is too deep for me... but will still on occasion have a dream of fighting to stay alive in the water. Going under, deeper & deeper, holding my breath... and just before that fateful moment... someone saves me. Terrifying. Yep... I'm that guy that wants to know where the life preservers are, first thing when boarding a boat... even though its an extreme probability of it sinking.
Perhaps this explains why I have an absolute consuming terrifying fear of the water... more specifically... drowning. Even though I've never been in water over my head... Actually waist deep is too deep for me... but will still on occasion have a dream of fighting to stay alive in the water. Going under, deeper & deeper, holding my breath... and just before that fateful moment... someone saves me. Terrifying. Yep... I'm that guy that wants to know where the life preservers are, first thing when boarding a boat... even though its an extreme probability of it sinking.
