Time traveling? Sure, I also bake some mean cookies..


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I had just begone to get into the journal and decided to keep going when I accidentally turned to the back of the journal to see how many pages there were in the story.

Why it seemed like a never ending story. From one act to another with questions and seldom any answers. When I reopened the journal to my surprise the whole journal seemed to change. Where I had been reading one personal journal I think I got into someones mind or journal.

So I continued to read.

Wild. I am not sure if I am going crazy or if the time has changed. Or seasons. I remember winter in Bolivia and this.. This is not the weather I remember. Being blind for a year and half, maybe I am just more crazy than I think I am. Some things have changed so dramatically. I wonder a lot these days. I think I should not have read that book. To realize this now is a bit too late. Everything seems the same in yet. I can not put my finger on what has changed. The people? Yes, their personalities in yet. I get to go outside tomorrow can’t wait.

In the early morning walking outside for the first time since my eyes went blood red, and I saw galaxies swirling in my eyes all in blood for sometime. Leaving the doorway, I almost faint. My mountain is gone. I am not sure what to do? How can I misplace an entire mountain in my memory? I ask a simple question where is it? The reply rather floors me. My pronoun-cation of the mountain and their reply to the word is totally different.

What has happened? The mystery deepens when I realize a whole side of the mountain I live on has slated down by an additional degree or so. And either someone in one year has decided to paint every single house in the neighborhood or I am no longer where I was at.

I ask about a friend. I try to explain what I am seeing. He laughs, and that is that nothing. I insist. Some months and several realities later, I finally force the issue and have him drive me to my mountain. The google says 3 hours 15 minutes. Wild. We are driving on paved roads. How can this be? I knew the road was dirt. When did they pave it I ask? I don’t recall the answer.

Four hours into the drive I think my friend is getting nervous. Why? The mountain has moved. And google maps either is crazy or has no concept of how fast a crazy driver of Bolivia can drive. He sped up when I mention that I thought the mountain was on the left side of the road when we crossed the bridge and now it is on the right side? Right? He concurs and starts more quizzing me on a story I had about something else.

Five hours into the trip and either 80 kilometers on a paved road has no concept of distance and speed or we are lost. Can not be lost the navigator screen keeps on showing a path. In yet? We were going rather fast. He was or is a policeman so he can skip the speed limit and I am sure we should have been there in an hour.

We finally reach a small town at the supposedly base of the mountain. Only now it is on the other side of a mountain. Makes no sense. According to the store owner where I purchase some snacks we passed it and the mountain is just down the road a few kilometers. Since when did Bolivia use Kilometers this is South America and under the guidance of the United States used miles.

Freaking out my driver and I go back the way we come. Some how missing the road to the mountain. I ask to stop. We both get out and look back. There is the mountain. Wild. Where was it when we went up the road?

Well, I guess I won’t get to stand on the mountain. And the next day there is a party and I try to discuss our trip to the mountain. My friend is weird ed out dramatically. Seems I have taken his soul to another world. Meaning? He is a bit peeved because a certain location within La Paz has changed. I did not tell him everyone he knew also had different stories and a different reality. Why freak him out more than what was happening to him?

I think the key to the event was the realization. I shall not be able to get on the right path to the mountain.

 


Philosophically acrostic

Philosophically questioned in my mind?

Hope that evil loses. 

I read the statements of CEOs and worry. 

Like a vaccine killing 700,000 people. 

Open wide concern when a patent for the mark of the beast occurs. 

Sounds like a religious question? 

Open question on the reality of being human. 

Philosophically read the patent shows a communication system. 

How are the telephone companies trying to steal your soul? 

Ironically, I watch cell phone usage and realize they already have. 

Carefully, I worry about humanity. 

A corporate drone without feelings? 

Like talking to a person whose only life is on a phone? 

Like a person enslaved to their phone? 

You ask philosophically did humanity die because of the phone?

This is written after reading this. https://patentscope.wipo.int/search/en/detail.jsf?docId=WO2020060606&fbclid=IwAR3cukmmRcPjztVidJeD70vcdiSKXF-P1Av0-XZUJETPLfmbERSrF-U_m2Y The second beast was permitted to give breath to the image of the first beast, so that the image could speak and cause all who refused to worship it to be killed. 16And the second beast required all people small and great, rich and poor, free and slave, to receive a mark on their right hand or on their forehead, 17so that no one could buy or sell unless he had the mark—the name of the beast or the number of its name. https://principia-scientific.com/bill-gates-admits-his-covid19-vaccine-will-kill-or-ruin-700000-lives/




 

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