There is no explanation for the appearance of a mediaeval knight in the middle of World War I. It could not be a collective hallucination for the apparition was seen by two groups of men who were too far away from each other to correspond or suggest it to each other. The English would have had to scream during the noise of battle – and in German:
“Oh! Look at the beautiful blond knight in armour, with no helmet, on a white horse!…”
It is unthinkable!
American physicists from Princeton suggest (prudently) that it could be a contact between the universe which is invisible to our eyes where everything continues to exist forever, that we call the Past, and a few instants of the “Here-and-Now” which lasts only the blink of an eye and which we designate as the Present. A lucky, accidental contact, which led a mediaeval knight to irrupt into the space-time of 18 August 1914.
Let us recall what Einstein said about the person who lived a few hours with people who had died thirty years before:
“This man tripped on Time like others miss a step on a staircase…”
The Tommies and the German soldiers perhaps also missed a step… Some parapsychologists claim as well that wars, for reasons still inexplicable, seem to create a favourable climate for this type of phenomena…
There are many other examples. On all battlefields since the times of Antiquity, soldiers have seen prodigious things. All chroniclers mention them. Here is one example. It dates from World War II. In June 1940, an English aviator, Lieutenant Grayson, was on a night flight above Dover, in marvellous moonlight. At one moment, he sees in front of him a bi-plane of a very old type. Intrigued, he chases it, catches it and notes, astounded, that it is an old Fokker from World War I, entirely painted red and decorated with the Iron Cross. Approaching even closer, he notices that this strange aeroplane bears an emblem on its fuselage: a flying circus. He could have fired then; but – he would later say – this aeroplane seemed so weird to him that he didn’t dare. Suddenly, the Fokker, which is flying ten metres ahead of him, disappears into thin air. Very troubled, the Englishman returns to camp and recounts what he had seen. His fellow pilots laughingly declare that it should be forbidden for RAF pilots to have whisky in their cockpits…
Years pass. And one day in 1943, Lieutenant Grayson buys an old book on the Air War in 1914-1918. He is astounded to discover the photograph of a red Fokker decorated with a “flying circus”. Underneath the photo, it is explained that this was the bi-plane in which the Number One Ace of German Aviation flew during World War I. He was the famous Baron Manfred von Richthofen, nicknamed The Red Baron because of the colour of his aeroplane.
Von Richthofen had been shot down with his Fokker on 21 April 1918. What was he doing in a June 1940 fragment of space-time?