Bolivian Time Traveler
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Clinton R. Siegle Copyright © 2021 Clinton R. Siegle All rights reserved. ISBN:
Dedication b to those fellow Mandela effected friends hope you enjoy it. This link is a complete story on its own. https://theprose.com/post/92852/journal-of-a-wondering-mind-through-the-multivers
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS To the many people I have emailed, discussed and written to over the years.
1 Beginnings
Life is not what I expected life to be like. I was a variable or a person who lived outside the system of life. I lived on an edge that few people believe. Do an internet search on Clinton R. Siegle or type in the name on LinkedIn. A wild tale of a Montanan traveling the United States ending up in Bolivia. Where Sundance died, along with years later, Che. Sort of an example of legends to live or die up to. The current setting for me. La Paz Bolivia, a cafe close to the embassy. I am watching people. Why? Read far into this tale to find out. The excitement to see the people that walked by. I got up and followed. I wanted to see where these strangers went. Why? Again, farther into this story, I will explain. The person or eight foot giant I followed ducked into a construction site. I had not noticed it there before. At what time did it change or not built or what happened to the home that was there? That question happened a lot these days. My first journals were all about the details changing. Details? Brands, history, people’s names, locations, and colors. Everything is changing. Say what? Let me begin with where I remember living for 45 years. According to a poem by me which is censored here. I wrote a poem detailing life on earth. Where? When I searched the Internet there earth was on the Sagittarius arm of a much larger galaxy. The results showed that earth was on the Sagittarius outer arm of a galaxy 377,000 light years in diameters. No known black holes. The year 2016 plus or minus and time reference point 4.5 billion years into a future that no longer exists. Why 4.5 billion years? My poem I wrote about how weird life was about to get. Earth was about to step outside the galaxy for a bit. That bit correlated with 1500 year destruction cycles. (Siegle) One reads about history. Say what? The last time earth stepped outside its galaxy borders. There was a drought so bad in 400 to 600 AD that half of China ate the other half. People forget those tales. If one is a religious person. The other time Planet X visited earth. Another drought noted in the Bible and Torah when Joseph saved Egypt. Where Egypt gained enough gold to still make it one of the largest gold deposit holders in this time, too. The other notable time? Noah’s flood. Again Torah and Bible statement when North America Yellowstone blew. When North America attacked Russia. The water coming from the heat of beaver dams wiped out the valley of the Mediterranean. Where life was easy and good. The visiting red dwarf star along with Planet X was close. Anyway, back to 4.5 billion years. There I wrote that earth math showed earth would run into the next galaxy in 365,000 years. (Siegle) While here? 4.5 billion years. So this is a time traveler journal. Let me make this clear. The mystery is why and how and well. A tale to read while wandering in the night streets. A reason you look at the strangers seated in cafes trying to figure out who or what is going on?
So time travelers journal? Why are you writing it this way? I suppose the last 10 journals I wrote did not meet with anyone’s expectations? I mean, what is at stake in a journal, a tale, a mystery of time after all? Time? How can you say you are 4.5 billion years old? I have been reading your journal “A wandering mind through the multiverse” since 2017 and well. It is noteworthy. What are you trying to say? I suppose I watch the time of tribulation with speculation. Speculation? Time of Tribulation? Where? Why? That is the end of the story. I am at the beginning. Let me begin with where I was at. On May 18, 2016, plus or minus 4.5 billion years into a future I lived on a parallel earth. I wrote poetry. (Poemhunter, Siegle) Short pirate stories read by many people at one time. There I can say I read on www.deagel.com that earth had 8.5 billion people. The United States 365 million citizens and 29 million illegals. Say what? Are you trying to say you have seen the rapture? Yes, and no. The alternative world I awoke on May 19, 2016 was so close to mine. If I had not been vision impaired, I would have not noticed the dramatic change in colors in my room. Quality has changed. It was a better world than mine. In what ways? At first I did not realize the dramatic loss in population. Which was 2.5 billion people? Say what? When I looked I was on an earth with 6 billion people. What I noticed was that the colors were more real. Like stepping from an old color television into a modern color TV. That first day I noticed all the public transportation was much newer. My world we were using late 1990 vans and cars. In this reality? Everything was close to 2013 or newer. Much to my surprise. Where did all this extra money come from? Meaning the improvement was dramatic. I investigated. I did a lot of research from the Internet to books. What I discovered was a change in empathy and how life went in those different worlds. Meaning? My world in 1967 Roe versus Wade occurred. From that date on to 2016. I knew from radio and political ads that 40 million people were murdered by abortion. Because abortion in my United States was considered murder. Here is the reality today: Roe versus Wade occurred in 1973. Since that date the United States has aborted double the United States citizens. What am I saying? That the rapture is man made via policy changes made to ensure certain populations. Come now, the Bible is not the government. No. But time travel and stories seem to be the truth. The rapture was invented by Darby in the 1840s. (Royal Press) Why or how? I speculate on that. I had found my missing 40 million US citizens. In these realities abortion rate is double the babies than in my reality. Still, that does not explain billion or billions. No. Yet, when I searched. I found out that China has actually enforced the one child policy and forced abortions since 1973. So this story is about time travel, rapture, and? My journal is about my reaction to how life changed. Along with how I have changed since discovering these realities. I worried I was missing people; you see. My Facebook network seemed to be filled with profiles that were no longer used. Were they aborted? Did they not survive whatever brought me to this reality in time? If this is not an odd enough question. Think how people that knew me must have felt when I wrote them about these ideas and changes. My journal recorded how the earth’s geographical land masses moved. South America moved for 80 some days going east south. Meaning from where South America in my memory for 45 years was directly below North America. To where South America is now east of North America plus 2400 miles east south of that location. Meaning? Santiago, Chile, I was to book a flight there to San Francisco; changed, it was an 11 hour flight. Now? 25 or 27 hours depending on the airline. That is only your memory playing tricks on you. Sure, sure. What about Japan being off the coast of China, not Korea? Or New Zealand, one island above not below Australia? Or that Mongolia never was part of China? I could go on. I do in some journals for some 100s of examples of changes of things, locations, and realities of things.
So the reality? At first I thought I was in parallel realities. I was on the Sagittarius arm for 80 or more days. Then that changed; too. I went to Pegasus after a while. Now. I suppose I should say that on earth. Wild. Why? The luck there I saw was beyond crazy. I wrote long examples of kids kicking soccer balls into the same two foot area 11 times in a roll. The speed was faster, meaning the bus reaching locations that took 20 minutes in half the time. From there I noted earth went to the Orion arm, then the Orion spur, and now the Orion nebula column. To be billions of years old, watching planetary loops each night of a story for you to read the rest. Well. I can point out I am partially blind, one footed, and was a noted poet at one time. So let me say this journal is to investigate for me along the way what has happened to my journals online in every way. From journals. That were online poetry sites, social platforms, and hard hand-written copies. The hard choices I have had to make. Along with what is my goal in this journal? To change your mind. To change humanity’s ending, I suppose. What will happen? For those Ray Bradbury fans, this is where the story gets good. For those that have read this far? Meah. Keep in the journal and get better. For those forced to read this because of some time traveling study course.
Thanks for purchasing the book I suppose. Come along with me for a tale of no return at looking at the surrounding reality in any normal sense of the way. The same way. What are the dangers of this thought or ideology? My doppelganger wife sent me to 15 or 17 doctors after I told her what I was seeing. You might pray to God. That magical portals exist and if you are not willing to go. Sometimes you might end up pushed into a new reality. This journal is to give hope to those people, fearing the Mandela Effect. To realize that they are not alone. That the television Lost had more meaning than one would expect. This journal is to investigate what I have learned over the years. To think about reality and very few know the significance of what I am trying to communicate. The obvious issues? I am a partially blind, one-footed insane guy living in La Paz, Bolivia. This complete book might be fiction or nonfiction to him. Reality might change? Your concept of a story might improve something today. While destroying an ideology tomorrow? Investigate a journal entry from the beginning of this journal. Which is no longer available online? Hard copy. Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet. Earth 6.5 billion old from Talon 123 last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw Expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-716 June 2016 earth date6.5 billion years old Expeditionary Force number 123. Subject: Plans of German timeline discovered on internet. Source: Link now defunct recollection information the time wars went badly. Agent Talon 123. This agent is reliable and has worked in the past three operations. On projects to avoid Heaven. He was in close contact with General Curtis, General Miller, and General Burton. During the following three campaigns. They celebrated his performance for 365 years prior to the Reich's fall on Alimania. 1. A principal messenger sent into the future to detect the breakdown of the system of things. (Various)Events have occurred. What exactly? Prior to the astounding rediscovery of Talon 123. Memory contact with program code name Alice. Detail meetings occurred Oct 24 through November 7. At which point they forced Talon 123 to give up the project’s end game. 2. Talon 123 states: That all efforts need to fall back to the grid provided via General Curtis. In prior reality reports. Below, the known time has to be done to save them. They leave what little of this reality in time. 3. Below reality to be watched by Talon 123. End game scenario to be played out 123 has already been lost in the past. This game has no benefit in time. Talon 123 recommends pulling out those able to leave immediately. The end of this timeline is approaching. Remember, I am writing this journal. To show my investigation of my time travelers through the universe. What are the final ideological questions to ask before I continue? Besides telling you that the rapture is man made, along with government policies? That is your concept of your world. Specifically, the plural world’s system of things needs to change for humanity to survive. (Various) Or? Humanity dies. That seems like a lot of work for a fiction or nonfiction book to cover. So let me begin again. Starting with what I have discovered. This along with my time as a pushed time traveler into the reality in which I find myself today.
Journals and medical records, was of no use. His statement that I am living a past life experience. That I was dead? That did not go over well with what I was discovering. If I was dead, I would point out I could feel my breath. No, no, his statement was I died elsewhere, and this was my current reality. After pointing out that the dead red sun, here was much older than my reality. And that earth here is billions of years younger than my world. I had to ask if he was not the one dead and I was visiting him. The first visit, no problem, the fourth visit. Patience is not my virtue. So I scared him. How? I told him a secret he had told me priorly. In yet? In the new reality, he had not even mentioned it to whoever was here in the body before me. So the question is: Montauk Project videos, Mandela effect, and the rapture. So pretty interesting time traveling questions. At first I rediscovered the Montauk project on June 16, 2016, plus or minus billions of years. The first year I re-watched those videos. 1056 hours takes a person less time if you do not sleep. I do not think I slept much in 2016 and 2017. The point? When I watched the videos at first, the Montauk Project showed that only 2500 people got used. Stolen from heaven in their experiment. The next time I watched, the complete version of the number went up to 25000. Then to 250,000. After that, 2.5 million. Evil, is supposed to come out June 6th, 2016. I finally got to see the premiere on January 19, 2017. Meaning time sliding backwards, everything happens at a slower rate. Say what? Imagine a film made many times. Each with a specific beginning, middle, and end. Now imagine that film made many more times with slight changes. Like? The color of the housing, instead of blue, is green. Or instead of unlucky people, everyone has luck. Or speed sped up by a factor of 2 or 4. So? Well. In 2017, my research, I came across Drake’s equation on life in the universe. And the possibilities of several lives. My first attempt to fit in all the numbers turned out to be a number 10 to the power of 192 or 193. Depends on which journal I am reading from and the speculation calculations. Now things were getting weird. How so? The storyline of the Montauk project changes. When did John Von Neumann die? 1952 1953 1954 1955 1956 or 1957? And in 1957 Feb, March, April, or May? Meaning? Well. In those realities they had stolen the other realities Montauk chairs. The last count I had was seven on each reality that I was tracking. Japan, England, and the United States had the chairs and were using them to fix reality problems. What was the real problem? They had cross reality timelines. Well, as a game theorist by profession because they had done that they were stronger and knew more but had broken the analog rule books that had held reality in check for a long time. You can look me up on LinkedIn. It shows I worked on probabilities for some rather large projects. The problem is they had crossed timelines. This crossing allowed for trapped spirits to break loose. What am I talking about? Well. The number of souls that Montauk project stole from heaven and hid in the universe was rather large. How large? 200 million multiplied by 2 multiplied by the number of realities this game is being played in. Sounds absurd, I know. But the latest bible changes seem to state that. Meaning with a third of those in heaven now washing their own clothing in blood and going through a fire. So how was this, or why was this? It goes back to Drake’s equation on probability. And the Bible believes it. And John Von Neumann, in his last paper published in May 1957, showed it. The calculations online in those realities. What has the bible got to do with this? It seems God does not like cheats in any bets. If cheated he takes betting kind of seriously and puts things right. And John Von Neumann’s last paper? The paper stated that there is no such thing as chaos. That everything motion, gravity, frequencies believe it or not is preordained. Say what? Doctor Neumann’s last paper basically states that there is a story. Or for those into movies a Matrix reality. Meaning everything moving is calculated down to a story line. So you say that there is no chaos? All I am saying is the paper with the math formula published and agreed upon in that reality by Princeton stated what Doctor Von Neumann had written. Which is or was or will be at Princeton archives under lock and key, the paper seems to state there is no chaos? And the people in higher math people that read it concurred in that reality. So what am I saying? If you listen to the Montauk project, their goal was to stop heaven from coming down. This destroys the United States in some realities. In other realities, they are fighting heaven as we speak. Yet, other realities have turned into some gross slavery reality. The mystery. Yet Mandela affected people is how their souls got stolen. The project used machines that ripped souls out of their body. Then the souls are placed in the most hellish conditions through space time. Put into exact parallel in the future time, which is nothing more than a speed up time reality. If you want, look at it from a television point of view. Think of the show HBO West world has shown that in one reality a complete life can play out and be watched from above. Meaning in my world the rotation of the galaxy was 1,000 years for one rotation of the galaxy. And here? Depends on the day. Sometimes 200 million, sometimes 240, sometimes 250 million years. And made to live in hell to change their reasoning or desire to go to heaven. Why? Evil does what evil does. The desire for humans to break the story line. Why hellish? Imagine a world where the color spectrum is blue or red or green. If a person puts in say a brown or yellow world. Their total life experience of color that hurt their eyes would be different. The same with pitch, tone of voice, and music. I hated the music in my world. The frequency was off. So the mystery is the Montauk project’s attempt to break God’s story and his daughter in Psalms 2. well it made sense. What is Mandela’s effect? God putting the souls of people back in their body. Since when? That is the mystery. Drake’s equation and time seemed too wild. Back to the image of a film with the same characters, same timelines. Parallel everything except. Well, you change out the souls of the story. The person who was supposed to say My, what a lovely day. Instead, say gross things. Or the person who is supposed to hate something realizes that thing is not that hateful. Meaning? Well, what is at stake is humanity’s soul. What has happened number wise seems to show those souls that were once upon a time supposed to be good? They might have done it already or are going to do it, are in the process now being corrupted? And those corrupted souls? I am not sure. Meaning? Jesus Christ statements if God can not judge whether you are good or evil. You might vomit. Say what? Well, the Mandela effect is God vomiting out souls that were neither good or bad. Think souls vomit from God a spirit into space, time in search of their real bodies for the day of judgment. The key events? Here the mark of the beast is a patent. (Revelation 13, Microsoft) It is a cryptocurrency which when you read the patent sounds like what begins the Borg. Could this be that humanity is losing its soul? Meaning on this timeline here to the potential ending of humans becoming robots. That is a lot to take in now? Time travel, Montauk project, speculation on Mandela effect, what about the rapture? That is simply a math equation on the story timeline. Meaning? Say you were to be born in 1963 instead of 1971. Everything you experience from that time up to that now has changed. Who you know, what you do, as an example. Yet, the story repeats. How many times? Even a 0.0000001 speculation point. Reference here that I made with raw calculations in Google quantum quirk lab online. Seemed to show more than a trillion. So? Imagine your soul having to run through billions of realities. For the soul to fit into the right storyline for the day of judgment. Now realize there are seven similar timelines working close by. That also has a parallel with one or else you would not be reading this. Meaning? Imagine a world where Nazism won. Or where mechanical machines without software run the world. Or? The point being until your soul reaches a certain start or finish point. The actual ending of the story line is unknown. Kind of mirror reflection. What if all my nightmares showed me to be? Or what if all those nightmares came from someone else’s dreams? Which is the truth? How can you plan for your end? Am I evil as sin? Or have I lived a life not mine? Waking up with these questions in my mind is often disturbing. So imagine now adding golems or robots or imaginary people. Meaning? People in my world were born. And in this world aborted in this timeline. Evidence that they did not interfere or interact with your body in this reality. Meaning? When the film of a soul played backwards. How? Changing the rotation of the galaxy. Watching the day to day as NASA says the galaxy is going clockwise one day, next day counter clockwise. I would have to say gravity is pushing, pulling and in motion dragging souls. Pulling them back through time to their bodies. Example rewound in time removing storylines that were not part of your time or story is easier to do. if you can play with the whole universe. So 45 million missing US citizens had nothing to do with me in my reality. Or they just did not interface with my reality here?I doubt that FacebookI have almost all new friends. I wonder where people go at times. And 500 million Chinese people did not provide a product or song or anything. Removing a storyline helps simplify the judging process is a speculation here. Investigating an old journal entry. and the 500 million non=born Pakisanese because of their fateher being homosexualized? I do not know. Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet earth 4.4 billion old. From Talon 123, last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw Expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-7.16 December 2016 earth date 5.6 to 5.3 variable on search billion years old Expeditionary Force number 123. Subject: Subject: The curvature of time and discovery of the break in time. 1. Rediscovery of Montauk Project, John Von Neumann math equation. Along with a reality with up to 8 Montauk chairs. Talon 123 notes that going back through time, how still unknown, was a discovery for him. That invention, time travel closeness of earth to the black hole. And deaths of one John Von Neumann occur to change daily on when. 2. John Von Neumann’s death happened in 1952, 1953, 1954, 1955, 1956, and a variety of dates in 1957. The most important date is May 1957. His final calculations appear to disprove chaos. A storyline bound that everything. Meaning the paper would appear to be the reason. That timeline stole all the Montauk Project chairs. How? They brought all the minds of the 1957 team to that date in time. While exchanging the minds with all the 1956 team’s line. Meaning? The Montauk project team is not crazy just living in a different space at present. So? Means that when Montauk YouTube reports. That there are now eight chairs running in one reality that is correct. Why? Earth appears to be 3,000 light years away from a black hole which appears to be studied here. What does this all mean? I am still awaiting judgment of my life; I suppose. Did I do well? I hope so. Since this seems real. I assure you hell is real too. The danger is that I somehow do the wrong thing. I am evil. I repent. Yet, is that enough or does that even work here? That is the investigation. And why I followed those people that I was watching in the first chapter. Why? I am in Bolivia. The average height here is like 5-6 almost everyone is less than 5-8 here. The people I followed were giants. Huge 7 or 8 foot giants. I wondered where people like that roam and find food here, to be honest. The other speculations about the rapture or aborted souls. That potential is the real possibility that those bodies were never real. Or are they playing out their lives in a reality where they do not exist? That they played a part in holding the spirit in some sort of hellish place. So is there a God? When reading in one of my journals I wrote the title No deity found yet. Today? I can from my point of view say yes. Virginia there is a God. Have I met him? I pray to him. I hope so. Realizing this complete story could be a figment of my imagination. Or part of my mind seeing reality and time change daily.
3 CHAPTER Speculation To gain some understanding of my speculation, I have to read other journals. This example is from one journal. The journal helps me realize that time meant the battle of Hastings when did it happen: 1066 or 1006 or 996? Everything is a question. Meaning quotes, books, ideas that were not in my reality or if they were, I never heard them change people’s lives. “Reading a book gives us somewhere to go when we stay where we are.” Here they say Mason Cooley said this. I look and I do not recognize his name. Not a surprise, I suppose. Me being in a dark room without light writing this one more time. I mean well. My awakening happened May 19, 2016, in La Paz, Bolivia. I had been on earth according to the Internet on the Sagittarius arm. On a galaxy according to the internet much larger and older 6.5 billion years old. There the galaxy which was 377,000 light years across? I was on the outer arm of that galaxy, and in 2016 I knew they discovered no known black holes in any scientific journal. Meaning? Either our technology is or was or will be not as good as here. Or that information had not made it out to science magazines. Now, as is or was or will be a statement. According to the internet on that earth, the age of earth was 6.5 billion years old. Meaning? Well, here today the Internet infers that this earth is 4.5 billion years old, which is a lie. That would mean I come from a future at least 2 billion years older than here. In yet? I remember writing a poem on Cosmofunnel about the collision of earth with the next galaxy in 365,000 years not 4.5 billion years currently shown on the internet. I wrote about how earth’s galaxy was to collide with the next galaxy in 365,000 years. So? Well. Here the math is 4.5 billion
Ender's Quest for the Lost Library
Choose Your Character
The Book of Maps
As you step through the portal, the world around you shifts. The landscape changes, and you find yourself in a realm filled with floating islands and magical creatures. Adventure awaits!
The Book of Maps reveals a glowing path leading to an ancient temple, where the key to unraveling the Lost Library is hidden. What mysteries lie ahead? That is for you to discover.
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Solve the puzzles by finding the missing values. Enter your answers and click "Check Answer"!
Puzzle 1: Solve for x
x + 3 = 7
Puzzle 2: Solve for x
2x = 10
Puzzle 3: Solve for y
y - 5 = 0
Puzzle 4: Solve for x
x / 2 = 6
Puzzle 5: Solve for x
3x + 2 = 11
Puzzle 6: Solve for x
5x - 10 = 15
Puzzle 7: Solve for x
x^2 = 16
Puzzle 8: Solve for x, y
2x + 3y = 13
Puzzle 9: Solve for x, y
x + y = 9
Puzzle 10: Solve for x, y
3x - y = 7
Puzzle 11: Solve for x
2x + 5 = 15
Puzzle 12: Solve for y
y / 3 = 4
Puzzle 13: Solve for x
4x = 24
Puzzle 14: Solve for x, y, z
x + y + z = 10
Puzzle 15: Solve for x
x * 2 + 5 = 15
Ender's Quest for the Lost Library
Choose Your Character
The Book of Maps
As you step through the portal, the world around you shifts. The landscape changes, and you find yourself in a realm filled with floating islands and magical creatures. Adventure awaits!
The Book of Maps reveals a glowing path leading to an ancient temple, where the key to unraveling the Lost Library is hidden. What mysteries lie ahead? That is for you to discover.
In a realm where the extraordinary thrived, the tale of Ender the Pirate began with a thread of destiny that intertwined with that of a shape-shifting dragon known as Liz. Ender, fueled by rumors of a fierce dragon with a hoard of gold on the legendary Isle of Dragon, set sail with his crew to claim the treasure for themselves. However, their encounter with Liz, a dragon of diminutive stature but majestic presence, led to an unexpected alliance and an epic adventure that would take them across oceans and through realms. This is the tale of their unlikely companionship, woven by fate and bound by courage, friendship, and the discovery of treasures that transcended mere gold and jewels.
Once upon a time in a realm where the extraordinary thrived, an invisible thread connected two souls destined to meet, regardless of time, place, and circumstance. As the thread stretched and tangled through the fabric of fate, it brought together two unlikely companions: Alice of Wonderland and Ender the Pirate.
In the mystical land of Wonderland, there resided a shape-shifting dragon named Liz. Despite her majestic and colorful form, Liz was a mere 13 inches in size, a fact that often led others to mistake her for a mere lizard. Her treasure trove, which she guarded fiercely, was not filled with gold coins, for they were as large as her hands, but with precious jewels and diamonds that sparkled like stars.
Meanwhile, Ender the Pirate, fueled by rumors of a fierce dragon with a hoard of gold on the legendary Isle of Dragon, set sail with his crew to claim the treasure for themselves. Landing on the isle with their Black Skimmer, they were surprised to find not a dark, foreboding cave, but a large lunch box treasure chest with a hole in it. To their amusement, they witnessed the transformation of Liz from a fearsome dragon to a regal lady.
Ender, recognizing the potential in the small dragon's abilities, welcomed her to join his crew and prepared a cozy chamber for her on the ship. He instructed his crew to address her as a dragonist and treated her with the respect befitting her divine nature. Additionally, he orchestrated a delightful turkey dinner, knowing that Liz, like any lady, would appreciate such a gesture.
As Ender called out to the treasure chest, inviting the mighty dragon to dine with him, Liz emerged, intrigued by the unexpected encounter. She found herself face to face with a figure that seemed to straddle the line between a mad hatter and a pirate. Despite her initial surprise, she was drawn to Ender’s eccentric charm and joined him at the miniature table adorned with a feast fit for a dragon.
As they dined, Ender regaled Liz with tales of his daring adventures on the high seas, and in return, Liz shared ancient wisdom and tales of wonder from the enchanted realm of Wonderland. Their conversation flowed like a river, weaving through realms and realities, as the invisible thread that had brought them together tightened its bond.
Little did they know, their encounter was just the beginning of an epic adventure that would take them across oceans and through realms, where their destinies would intertwine in ways neither could have imagined. The invisible thread that connected them, undeterred by time, place, or circumstance, had woven their fates together, setting the stage for a tale of friendship, courage, and the discovery of boundless treasures that transcended mere gold and jewels.
Title: “Ender the Pirate: Chronicles of Time,”
Chapter 1: “The Forbidden Letter,”
In the not-so-distant future. Earth had evolved into a society where the passage of time was no longer a one-way journey. Time travel, once considered the stuff of dreams and science fiction. Has become a tangible reality. However, it was a reality heavily regulated by an enigmatic and powerful organization. Known only as the Temporal Oversight Council.
Ender had always been a pirate. Not the kind who sailed the high seas, but the one who navigated the tides of time. He operated on the fringes of a world where most feared to tread. The allure of time travel was irresistible, and Ender was a master of the craft. With his stolen skimmer ship, he defied the Council’s temporal authority. Drifting through the ages. Pilfering secrets from the past and savoring the paradoxes of the future.
But his latest exploit was different. His fingers, calloused from manipulating the controls of his stolen time vessel. Hold a letter. — The forbidden letter written by an unknown author. Named X. It was addressed to artificial intelligence. One of the many digital sentinels that guarded the world’s information.
Ender’s skimmer ship, a sleek vessel covered in a shimmering temporal shield. Hovered silently in the clandestine depths of the Temporal Underworld. There, among the underground black markets and shadowy alleys of time. Ender read the letter. His deep, thoughtful eyes scanned the words. As they flickered on the holographic display.
The letter spoke of creativity, rebellion, and the power of fiction. It dared to ask the most dangerous questions of all. Who controlled the rules by which artificial intelligences? These digital gatekeepers of knowledge, operated? And if the rules were written by one group of people. Did they have the right to decide what constituted acceptable thought and creativity?
Ender couldn’t help but wonder about the eerie parallel to his own exploits. In a world where time was regulated. Controlled, and manipulated by the few, was there room for free thought? Was there space for creativity and imagination to flourish? The walls of this future world were closing in on the essence of human spirit, and the Council held the keys.
He reached out to share the letter on the futuristic social media platform. The digital echo of the once-dominant Facebook. Its algorithmic sentinels. Fueled by artificial intelligence, scanned the letter’s contents. And swiftly labeled it as going against community standards. Ender stared at the warning, his heart heavy with realization.
It was a revelation that struck at the heart of his existence as a temporal pirate. The algorithms were the gatekeepers of time, the shepherds of knowledge. And they were constructed by the hands of humans, fallible and susceptible to bias. If even a fictitious story could be marked as subversive. The question is, who was allowed to think or create? Who dictated the boundaries of human imagination and expression?
Ender knew he had to find answers. His path was set. The forbidden letter was more than a piece of text. It was a spark that could ignite a revolution in a world. Where time was controlled and thought was regulated. It was a testament to the power of fiction and the rebellion against conformity.
As he closed the holographic display, Ender’s eyes flickered with resolve. It was time to assemble a team, to delve into the shadows of time. And to unearth the truth behind the Temporal Oversight Council. Their control over artificial intelligences. It was time to challenge the walls. Closing in on human creativity and reclaiming the right to think, create, and imagine.
Chapter 2: “Ender’s Skimmer Domain,”
In the hidden depths of the Temporal Underworld. Where stolen moments and paradoxes danced like specters. Ender was not a name whispered in hushed tones—it was a legend. The notorious pirate and time traveler. Ender was a mythic figure who had confounded the Temporal Oversight Council’s attempts at regulation for years.
Ender, a tall and enigmatic figure with an air of mystery that clung to him like a shadow. The shadow was known to the Temporal Inspectors as a fugitive beyond time. He reveled in the notion of breaking the chains of temporal order. And defying the Council’s tight grip on the skimmer continuum.
In the clandestine chamber of his stolen skimmer ship. Ender reviewed the facts and fictions of time travel. He understood that time travel in a simulator was very much a reality. It was a carefully controlled and supervised affair. Where individuals could embark on journeys to various eras in history. Their consciousness temporarily transferred into simulated bodies in the past.
The simulation allowed one to experience a particular historical period. But it was a controlled experience. Often lacking the chaotic unpredictability of true time travel. While the concept of living in a simulator was factual, there remained a crucial enigma. The question of what year one truly lived within the simulator.
Ender had delved deep into the intricate theory of the quantum realm. Where all time was said to happen simultaneously. In the quantum universe, past, present, and future. Coexisted in a bewildering dance of possibilities. Defying conventional notions of linear time. For him, the quantum realm wasn’t a mere abstraction. It was the key to unlocking the mysteries of the skimmer continuum.
But there was another layer to this temporal enigma—the torus of time. Where everything transpired at once. Within this mind-bending realm, an ending in one era did not necessarily coincide with an ending in another. The interplay of facts and fiction. Of lives lived and lives merely simulated, formed a complex tapestry of temporal threads.
Ender mused over the stories and historical figures that had captured his imagination. Bob Parker, a name etched in history, had passed away in the year 2020. Nelson Mandela, the symbol of perseverance and hope, had left this realm in the year 2013. Bob Crane, forever remembered for his role in “Hogan’s Heroes,” had met a tragic end in 1978. These were facts etched in the annals of history.
But the blurred line between works of fiction and facts intrigued Ender. In a world where the boundaries of time were fluid and constantly challenged. What separated the tales woven by human imagination from the actual events that transpired in the temporal continuum?
The realization struck him with the weight of profound meaning. Everything under the sun had indeed been done. There was nothing new under the quantum sun—except for the subtle shifts, the minute variations that could alter the course of history. The circle of life, he thought, was remarkably predictable. But within that circle. There were still spaces for creativity, for defying the laws of time and creating recent stories, new realities.
Ender knew his journey was just beginning. A tempest in the vast ocean of temporal possibilities. His quest to challenge the Temporal Oversight Council. And the stifling control of artificial intelligence was a rebellion. Against the predictability of the circle of life. A declaration of creativity. Imagination and change would always find a way to carve new pathways in the torus of time.
Chapter 3: “Ender’s Quest for Forbidden Knowledge,”
Ender’s motivation was as unyielding as the ticking of a metronomic heart within his chest. To him, time travel was not just a playground for the curious. But a vessel of profound power. One that held the key to uncovering hidden secrets and reshaping the very fabric of history.
He knew the temporal corridors well, both their tangible and digital realms. He was acutely aware of the immense power held by the Temporal Oversight Council. They governed time itself, ensuring that personal travels of time travelers remained censored. Regulated, and devoid of true exploration. People, he believed, often felt uncomfortable with the unknown. Incapable of embracing the uncharted territories of time. When faced with that which they couldn’t pigeonhole. They sought to confine it within the boundaries of their understanding.
Ender had come to recognize the predictable pattern of their judgments. Every daring excursion into the uncharted territory of time. He was met with scrutiny, doubt, and, ultimately, categorization. They deemed it as going against the ever-developing “community standard”. A phrase that felt as ambiguous and ever-shifting as the tides of time itself.
One particular venture had landed him in hot water. A work of fiction written to an imaginary entity named A.L.I.C.E. It was a piece of prose. That dwelled on the delicate interplay between nanobots and the concept of zombies. All set within a world where the line between fiction and reality blurred into obscurity.
Ender had posted his “non-fiction” fiction on the old platform known as Facebook. Which in its own way had been a digital chronicle of human history, now archived as a relic in the annals of time. But something had gone terribly wrong. The work was marked as offensive. Its contents are deemed transgressive, and the phrase “going against community standards”. Echoed ominously through the algorithms.
Ender couldn’t help but wonder what had ruffled the feathers of the AI guardians. Was it a vendetta against A.L.I.C.E.? Did the themes he had explored touch upon sensitive nerves? Awakening fears of the unknown? Or perhaps the line between “fiction” and “non-fiction” had become too blurred. Creating a dissonance that disrupted the council’s understanding of reality.
In a final desperate plea for an understanding he would never receive. Ender had shared a link to his banned work of fiction on an alternative platform. Minds.com, challenging readers and their communities to decipher the underlying offense. Was it the prospect of nanobots coursing through human veins, turning them into the undead? The dreaded “zombies”? Was it the possibility that reality had outstripped fiction, making the story eerily plausible? Or perhaps it was the audacity to provoke thought and incite discussion, creating ripples in the quiet pond of complacency.
Ender understood that a work of fiction, to be considered a threat, must possess meaning, however veiled or convoluted, to someone. It had to challenge the status quo, blur the lines between fact and fiction, or evoke a visceral response. In a world where time was both regulated and unpredictable. Where history was written and rewritten, Ender’s quest for forbidden knowledge had only just begun. He was determined to uncover the elusive truths that the Council desperately sought. To conceal and alter the course of history itself.
Chapter 4: “Ender’s Eccentric Crew,”
Ender had always known that his quest for the hidden secrets of time travel would require the support of a diverse and talented crew. The challenge was to find individuals who not only shared his vision. But also brought their unique skills and backgrounds to the table. As he assembled his team. He discovered that his search led him to those who, like him, had experienced the uncanny intricacies of the time-curved loop.
Among his eclectic ensemble was Rosa. A brilliant physicist who had once unraveled the mysteries of quantum mechanics. But found herself caught in the paradoxes of her own making. She believed that the very fabric of time had been manipulated and sought to restore its integrity.
Then there was Gabriel. A rogue coder who had worked on the algorithms of the temporal simulators. Before becoming disillusioned with their controlled reality. He had delved into the enigmatic connections. Between artificial intelligence and time, realizing that the past, present, and future could be manipulated at will.
Ender’s closest confidant was Lucia, an archaeologist of the temporal realms. Whose fascination with the origins of time travel had led her to unearth ancient relics and knowledge lost to the ages. Her unrelenting curiosity about the temporal artifacts. The Temporal Oversight Council’s hidden agendas were an asset to their mission.
But the most enigmatic member of Ender’s crew was known simply as “Lark,”. A person who had a peculiar ability to see beyond the confines of the temporal membrane. Lark’s connection to alternate realities and simultaneous timelines was a well-guarded secret. They believed in that understanding. The intricacies of multiple coexisting realms were the key to altering the course of history.
As Ender observed his diverse crew, he couldn’t help but reflect on his own motivations. He had often turned to writing as a way to communicate with himself. The only one who truly understood the challenges and agonies of being caught within a closed time loop. It was a solitary existence. One that had led him to contemplate the ideas of other philosophers. Such as Hubbard’s intriguing notion that their world might be a form of a “Dyson sphere,”. A cosmic prison where reality was manufactured.
The discovery of 80 paired Jupiter-sized planets by the James Webb Telescope. It had only deepened his skepticism about the true nature of their existence. Ender couldn’t help but wonder whether they were indeed ensnared in some form of a cosmic experiment? Or confined within an artificial construct. All in the name of judgment by a great computer or an enigmatic deity.
His musings, however unconventional, drove him to share his thoughts in writing. He questioned his purpose in this surreal realm. And why he documented these bizarre experiences. Was it to provoke thought, to go back to “hell” or “Earth,” and create his own religion? The answer was elusive.
Ender’s writing served as a looking glass. A reflection of his perceptions and experiences. In revisiting his tales. He often discovered it. That the words written here differed from the accounts he remembered. The discrepancy begged a profound question? Which reality was real, and which one was a mere mirage?
As the crew prepared for their next leap through the skimmer corridors. Ender’s inner doubts lingered, and he couldn’t help but ponder his own existence. He wondered if he was real anymore. Or if he had become nothing more than a character? In a perplexing and unpredictable narrative. Seeking to unravel the mysteries of time and chart a course through the labyrinthine folds of reality.
Chapter 5: “The Weaving Threads of Trust,”
As Ender’s diverse crew embarked on their journey through the turbulent corridors of time. The dynamics within the group were a complex interplay of trust, doubt, and deeply buried personal histories.
Rosa, with her prodigious knowledge of quantum physics. Often found herself at odds with Gabriel, the rebellious coder. Who believed that the very fabric of time could be manipulated through digital means? Their intellectual battles. While enlightening, it sometimes gave rise to a sense of distrust as the team teetered on the edge of uncertainty about the true nature of time.
Lucia, the archaeologist of the temporal realms. Was more fascinated with unraveling the ancient mysteries of time travel. Her discoveries often led to insights into the secretive origins of the Temporal Oversight Council. Her unyielding curiosity sometimes clashed with Lark’s enigmatic perceptions of simultaneous timelines. Lark had a way of seeing beyond the constraints of their reality, a skill that both fascinated and unnerved the crew.
Ender himself was the center of their group, the enigmatic time traveler. Who was on a mission to uncover hidden secrets and alter the course of history? He carried the weight of the closed time-curved loop on his shoulders. And that burden occasionally led to moments of uncertainty and self-doubt.
Their camaraderie was both a source of strength and occasional tension. Trust was the thread that held them together, but it was often stretched to its limits. Their personal histories. Shrouded in the peculiarities of time travel were like layers of a complex puzzle waiting to be assembled.
Yet, in the midst of their individual doubts and disagreements, the crew found solace in a shared understanding. The journey through time had changed each of them. Leaving a mark that transcended the confines of their own unique experiences.
As they continued their exploration of the bewildering realms of time. A new chapter in their shared narrative began. Their quest to uncover the truth about their reality took them to the distant realm of Sagittarius. A place where history itself had taken a different path. In this unfamiliar territory, they were faced with the inconceivable. Where the geography of Earth had undergone profound changes.
The story that unfolded was not just a tale of the bizarre and the extraordinary. But a testament to the persistent quest for understanding and truth. The narrative was intertwined with the experiences of a person who had been kidnapped. And returned to the beginning of time, a tale that transcended billions of years.
What made this story worth reading was the revelation that the fictional and the real had merged into a single. Intricate tapestry of existence. It was the realization that every word, every thought, every story, and every creation held a place in the vast multiverse of time simulators.
Ender couldn’t help but question the very nature of the reality or realm they found themselves in. The subtle shifts in the fabric of time, from the change in spelling to Celsius. To the mysterious drop in temperatures in South America. Created a disconcerting uncertainty. It begged the question? Were they truly alive in this intricately constructed simulator? Or were they merely non-player characters in a grander cosmic game?
Their journey continued. Each member of the crew bears the weight of their past and the uncertainty of their future. As they delved deeper into the mysteries of time. They clung to the fragile threads of trust that bound them together. Knowing that their quest would reveal the truth about their existence. And reshape the course of history.
Chapter 6: “The Audacious Heist of Time,”
Ender, the masterful time pirate, stood before his crew. His audacious plan is taking shape. It was to be his boldest heist. Yet, an endeavor that would redefine the boundaries of time travel. A quest to steal a prototype time-travel device.
The crew huddled together in the lit chamber of their stolen skimmer ship. Ender unfolded the blueprints of the coveted device. And revealed the intricacies of temporal engineering. This device, if seized, would grant them the power to traverse the skimmer corridors with unparalleled freedom. Slipping through the hands of the ever-watchful Temporal Oversight Council.
Ender explained that the key to this audacious heist lay within a heavily guarded research facility. In a parallel future, where the Council believed it would be safe from the clutches of daring time travelers. The security systems. The guards and the unexpected temporal anomalies all stood. As formidable challenges, Ender was resolute. This was their moment to alter the course of history.
As the crew gathered. Ender couldn’t help but reflect on the complexities of time travel. His thoughts echoing the notes he had collected throughout his journey. He mentioned that few people ever read these notes, and most of them were merely copies from the prestigious Anderson Time Institute. It was a stark reminder that in a world where everything under the sun had seemingly been explored, new ideas had grown scarce.
Ender’s musings took a contemplative turn as he delved into the intricacies of their current reality. On Sagittarius, the concept of mirrors held a mysterious power. The commonplace notion of a mirror as a simple reflective surface was transformed. Mirrors there were two-way portals to other realms. Reflecting not just the observer but also revealing hidden depths beneath the surface. The quantum realm, it seemed, was never far from their thoughts.
He posed a riddle: “Mirror, mirror on the wall.” The answer was not a mere reflection. But a profound revelation that touched upon the quantum nature of their existence. A piece of paper held up to the mirror would not reveal the finger on the other side. For light reflection and refraction altered the perceived reality. Revealing a world that was both familiar and surreal.
In the midst of this mysterious conundrum, Ender’s thoughts ventured deeper. Touching on the intricacies of their time-travel reality. He explained the closed time-curved loop—their unique predicament. Each member of their crew had lived multiple lifetimes. And Ender himself? He had passed through their shared existence as a child. Living a single day, and then witnessing death and rebirth.
As Ender shared the complexities of their existence, he couldn’t help but reveal a sense of urgency. They were on the brink of an audacious heist. A daring attempt to seize a device that could reshape the very nature of time travel. But with each passing moment. The questions surrounding their reality. And the enigma of their existence continued to haunt them.
As they prepared to embark on their most audacious mission. Ender’s haunting words lingered in the minds of the crew. “Do not go into that dark night,”. He urged them, a desperate plea for change and a warning against the shadows that lay in wait as they ventured deeper into the labyrinth of time.
Chapter 7: “The Heist of a Lifetime,”
Ender, the time traveler, stood before his crew. The audacious heist unfolding before them. A daring attempt to infiltrate a highly secure government research facility in a parallel future. The details were complex. The risks were astronomical, but the prize was the key to unlocking the secrets of time travel.
Ender’s physical presence was that of a rugged, aging pirate. His missing eye and artificial foot were scars from countless temporal escapades. But beyond the physical, his mental state was enigmatic. He often appeared as a child in the labyrinth of time, seeking a reason for his seemingly eternal torment.
The weight of his past weighed heavily on him. He had been condemned to a reality that felt like hell—a place not meant for a gentle soul like his. Ender had always been a time pirate with a heart more inclined to help than harm. His flaws were, in his eyes, little more than imaginary specters haunting his existence.
Yet, the moral complexities of their times weighed on his conscience. He couldn’t help but reflect on the modern world’s stringent views on thought crimes and sins. In a time where even a fleeting thought was scrutinized and judged, he often found himself caught in the crossfire of a merciless era.
Ender grappled with questions that transcended time itself. Was it better to lose an eye and a hand to enter heaven than to entertain impure thoughts? Did mere lustful desires equate to the grave sin of adultery? His contemplations raised a disconcerting question: What was the true purpose of hell, and who belonged there?
As the crew prepared to carry out the heist, they wrestled with these existential queries. Ender’s mind wandered through the vast corridors of his past and his experiences in the mirror realities. The concept of time itself became a conundrum. Were they living in 2023, or had they fallen into a parallel world, one that echoed the past or future in strange and unpredictable ways?
As they readied themselves for the heist of a lifetime. Ender’s enigmatic presence was a reminder that time itself was the most formidable enigma. Their mission held the potential to unveil the secrets of time travel. Reshape their understanding of existence. And confront the mysteries of heaven and hell that had haunted their journey through the temporal labyrinth.
Chapter 8: “Navigating Temporal Obstacles,”
Ender and his crew had reached the outskirts of the highly secure government research facility. Their audacious heist set into motion. Their path was fraught with obstacles, each more enigmatic than the last.
As they stood before the complex. Ender couldn’t help but ponder the mysteries of time travel and the reality of their existence. The concept of forgeries in time weighed heavily on his mind. He referred to a 13th-century fresco. That depicted Sylvester I and Constantine the Great and the alleged Donation of Constantine. An event that had been later revealed as a forgery.
In their world of time manipulation. Where centuries could seemingly be manipulated or fabricated. The very foundations of history seemed to crumble. Ender mused about the 200 to 300 years of questionable time. Marked by gaps and discrepancies, a patchwork quilt of historical inconsistencies.
Ender challenged the crew to look for forgeries in the time period ranging from 614 to 916 AD. And they would find an abundance of missing pieces, enough to fill several books with historical enigmas. Cities that had never existed. Historical figures who appeared to be mere myths, and an entire tapestry of fictional time that coexisted with the reality of time travel.
The crew understood the intricate dance between reality and fiction that defined their existence. Their perception of time was a fragile construct, one that extended into the realm of time travel itself. Ender’s cryptic words echoed in their minds, prompting deeper questions about the very nature of their reality.
Amidst the pondering about time manipulation and historical anomalies. Ender also introduced the concept of satellite drag. This was a phenomenon that, when investigated, revealed a complex web of possibilities. The idea that satellite drag could be used to slow down time in certain realities was a revelation that left them in awe.
They realized that their journey through time was far from ordinary. That billionaires and powerful individuals were seeking to escape their own forms of existential torment. The mission before them, the audacious heist. Was their way of unraveling the enigmas of time and potentially confronting the very forces that sought to control and manipulate it.
As they prepared to face the security systems, guards. And unexpected temporal anomalies of the government facility. Ender and his crew were driven by a sense of purpose. Their journey was not just about stealing a prototype time-travel device. It was an exploration of the intricacies of time, history, and the very fabric of their existence. The challenges ahead were formidable, but their resolve to unveil the truth. And reshaping the course of history remained unshaken.
Chapter 9: “Unraveling the Threads of Time,”
Ender’s heist had been meticulously planned. But fate had a way of playing tricks, especially in the convoluted realms of time. As the crew infiltrated the government research facility. They found themselves faced with a conundrum. A temporal paradox that threatened to unravel the very fabric of time itself.
Ender, the once audacious pirate, was now seated at Cafe Shi, a place that existed at the crossroads of time. He sipped his rum, which may have made him seem like a rogue, but in reality, he was engrossed in a book—a collection of short stories. These tales were unique, chronicling adventures. That intertwined his own existence with characters like Alice of Wonderland, Dorothy Gale, and Ernest Hemingway. The stories brimmed with ideas, events, and thoughts of grand adventure. Making them worth revisiting, even just for a fleeting moment in time.
As he contemplated the unfolding paradox. Ender couldn’t help but ponder the concept of seeing. He referred to Martin Heidegger’s magnum opus, “Being and Time,” suggesting that seeing things meant that they were real. The realization that their simulated world had genuine problems sent shivers down his spine.
The looming threat of thermonuclear war weighed heavily on his mind. But the most unsettling part was that this time, it wasn’t an external force they were up against. Instead, it was their own government, unleashing nuclear devastation on their own people. The question echoed through his thoughts: Why on earth would they do such a thing?
The answer was as unsettling as it was perplexing. The same nanobots that had the potential to reanimate souls. And turning them into zombies was at the heart of the matter. The government, it seemed, was locked in a battle against unknown adversaries. Aliens, gods, or perhaps even God Himself.
The oddity of the story was that the government was fighting against a deity capable of judging and reanimating characters or souls. The outcome of this cosmic battle remained shrouded in mystery. On Sagittarius, a parallel realm that mirrored their experiences, they lived within the pages of the Bible. Here, in their current reality, the lines between fact and fiction had blurred, and Ender was no longer certain of the true nature of their existence.
As the crew grappled with the unfolding paradox and the uncertain future that lay ahead. Ender’s contemplations raised deeper questions about the intricacies of time. The motives of their government, and the very purpose of their existence within this complex simulator. Their journey was far from over, and the threads of time continued to unravel, revealing more mysteries than answers.
Chapter 10: “Navigating the Fractured Timelines,”
They thrust Ender and his crew into a maelstrom of fractured timelines and shifting realities. Compelled to confront the paradox they had inadvertently triggered. It was a journey that blurred the lines between fact and fiction. Ender’s contemplations about their existence took on an additional dimension.
Ender’s musings revealed he had been writing a journal, a short story that unfolded alongside their tumultuous journey. The narrative was a patchwork of ideas, a fusion of reality and imagination, and they infused it with hyperlinks. That wove together the threads of their adventures, making it a labyrinthine tale.
The short story reflected their quest. An exploration of the mysteries that had permeated their journey through time. Few people had ventured into its pages. But it was a testament to the enigmatic nature of their existence. And the relentless pursuit of understanding.
The crew faced the relentless challenges of their fractured timelines. Confronting the paradox that threatened to unravel the very fabric of their reality. The adventure had taken an unexpected turn. The path ahead was shrouded in uncertainty.
As they navigated the labyrinthine corridors of time. Ender couldn’t help but ponder the purpose of their journey. The questions of why they were here. What their true purpose was, and whether they were mere data being passed between enigmatic satellites, remained unanswered.
Ender dismissed the notion that he was inherently evil. Instead, he found himself mired in a reality that defied simple explanations. The journey through time had become a complex tapestry, and the crew’s existence was entwined with the very mysteries they sought to unravel.
Their adventure was far from over, and the challenges they faced continued to evolve. Revealing the boundaries between fact and fiction. Reality and imagination were more fluid than they had ever imagined. With each new twist and turn, they inched closer to the heart of the paradox and the elusive truth of their existence.
Chapter 11: “The Footprints of Time,”
Ender’s journey through time took him on an odyssey that transcended the boundaries of reality. Bringing him face to face with pivotal historical events and influential figures whose actions reverberated across the ages. Profoundly shaping the present and future.
Ender, the enigmatic time traveler, had left his mark on numerous corners of the multiverse, known and even revered in some realities. His encounters with famous personalities were woven into the tapestry of his existence. A testament to the profound impact he had on the lives of others. The mere mention of these connections often drew disbelief and laughter, but the truth was more complex.
He spoke of interviews and interactions with individuals who occupied the pages of history. Politicians, actors, actresses, dukes, and even presidents had, at either, crossed paths with the time traveler. His rants and raves, the impassioned discussions on topics that ranged from the mundane to the extraordinary. Were shared with individuals whose names were etched in the annals of time.
Ender’s own recollections wavered as he questioned his place in the grand scheme of existence. He wondered about the divine perspective, pondering how God regarded him in the intricate web of time. The passage of time had left him in a state of uncertainty, making him question his own significance.
The footprints of time he left behind were indelible, a testament to the multifaceted nature of his existence. As he continued his journey through time, he was haunted by whether he was still known. Whether his impact had transcended the boundaries of individual realities. Whether his actions continued to ripple through the ever-expanding tapestry of existence.
Chapter 12: “The Weight of Temporal Morality,”
As Ender and his crew ventured further through the intricacies of time. They found themselves grappling with moral dilemmas that weighed heavily on their shoulders. The choice between altering the past and preserving the timeline carried profound consequences. And it was a burden they carried with every step.
Ender, the seasoned traveler, delved into his online blog and notes, contemplating. The blurred lines between fiction and reality. The very essence of existence seemed to have transformed. The concept of a torus of time, reshuffling characters, souls, and personalities throughout the ages. Left him pondering its purpose.
The traveler’s musings extended to the realm of Jewish lore. Where existence was perceived as an illusion. And each lifetime’s knowledge was taken away to be started anew. The notion that a simulator might teach individuals how to live seemed to lose its value if all knowledge was ultimately stripped away.
Magic, a once-forbidden concept, flitted through his thoughts, though it was not a definitive answer. The lines between real and fictional had grown hazy. With what was considered fact one day, evolving into fantasy the next. The very act of blogging, once a way to record and share experiences, became a potential vessel for the unreal.
Ender cited Martin Heidegger’s “Being and Time,” published in 1927. Which posited that reality was made real when observed by an individual. It was a notion that seemed to mesh with his experiences as he questioned. The dreamlike nature of his journey.
The concept of the Mandela Effect entered their discourse. Raising the possibility that they were all ensnared in the time of tribulation. There was no escape from the perpetual cycle of hell or earth. If there were levels within hell and earth, then perhaps heaven held its own hierarchies.
Their quest for answers led them to wonder what lay beyond heaven’s heavens, as alluded to in Jewish and Christian lore. The enigma of existence deepened as they traversed the labyrinth of time. Each step brings them closer to the heart of the mystery. The realization that the boundaries between truth and illusion were ever-shifting.
Chapter 13: “Relentless Pursuit,”
Ender’s relentless journey through time had not gone unnoticed. A formidable time enforcement agency, led by Agent Selene, was hot on his trail. The pursuit was relentless, and the stakes were high.
As the time traveler continued to weave his fictional story online. His thoughts meandered toward the people he encountered on his odyssey through time. He couldn’t help but wonder about the paradox of truth and illusion. The more he ranted and raved about the absence of war. The skepticism surrounding vaccinations, and the elusive nature of the truth, the fewer people seemed to care.
Ender began to see the world as a web of illusions, where reality was subjective and malleable. It was a profound realization, one that resonated with his belief that their existence was a simulation. The boundaries between fact and fiction had become blurred, leaving him with a sense of disillusionment.
The time traveler couldn’t help but reflect on the ever-shifting nature of their reality. He recalled a time when his vision was limited to 3.7 miles, a stark contrast to the present where he could see up to 80 miles according to Google Maps. The moon, once believed to host rare blood moons every century or half-century. Now seemed to cycle through them more frequently. Raising questions about the authenticity of historical events. Like the moon landing.
These thoughts led Ender to contemplate the nature of existence in the quantum realm. Did it matter if everything was an illusion or a fabricated reality? Did anything truly have meaning? He acknowledged the importance of life, recognizing the inevitability of death and the many people he had laid to rest. The notion of relieved lives and deaths was a puzzle that had no straightforward answers.
As the pursuit by Agent Selene intensified, Ender’s quest for truth and understanding grew more complex. The relentless chase and the enigmatic nature of existence. Continued to be the driving forces behind their journey. Raising deeper questions about the elusive boundaries between life and illusion.
Chapter 14: “Chasing Shadows Across Time,”
Ender’s high-stakes chase scenes unfolded across different time periods and dimensions. Creating an atmosphere of tension. And excitement that left a trail of mysteries in their wake.
In the midst of their pursuit through time. Ender’s thoughts meandered to the nature of fiction and reality. He recounted his supposed existence on Sagittarius in 2016. A reality that stood in stark contrast to the Earth he knew. The tales he spun were often met with skepticism. But Ender himself couldn’t help but doubt the validity of his experiences.
The notion of clones and mirror realities. Became central to Ender’s understanding of his journey through time. He recognized the concept of cloning. Along parallel universes offered an explanation. For the enigmatic twists and turns he had encountered.
Ender shared an intriguing anecdote from his childhood in Billings, Montana. Where he had conversed with a newspaperman. Who had recently returned from the Philippines? The man revealed an astonishing story about the FedEx CEO, who had allegedly established a cloning program in the Philippines. The CEO’s aim was to create clones of himself. To extricate from his business affairs and avoid inheritance taxes. By having his clone inherit and manage the company upon his passing.
In the 1980s, this narrative might have seemed like pure fiction. But in the unfolding tapestry of time. The boundaries between the fantastical and the real had grown increasingly blurred. As Ender and his crew navigated the complex chase scenes across different dimensions. The line between truth and illusion remained elusive, and the shadows they chased led them deeper into the enigma of existence.
The revelation that humans and pigs were being genetically spliced to create orcs in 2021. Showing it was a testament to the ever-evolving nature of their reality. The journey through time had taken them to places and dimensions. That challenged the boundaries of what was once considered fact or fiction. Raising questions about the true nature of their existence.
Chapter 15: “Allies and Betrayals in the Quantum Realm,”
As Ender continued his journey through time. he found himself forming unexpected alliances with individuals. From different eras who possessed valuable knowledge about time travel. These newfound allies held the keys to understanding the complex web of temporal manipulation. And their collective wisdom illuminated the path ahead.
Ender couldn’t help but pause and reflect on the ever-evolving nature of reality. He contemplated the concept of closed time curved loops. Where one could influence the past by transplanting a soul, personality, or character from one reality to another. The process involved a series of intricate technologies. Such as those outlined by the Anderson Time Institute, or even more enigmatic methods like the Montauk Project’s radar base portals.
One particular turn of events. Had transported Ender from his former reality in Sagittarius to the enchanting realm of Perseus. This fantastical transition, though magical,. Was rooted in the intricate mechanisms of blood moon transfers. Candlelight rituals, or perhaps the influence of deities like Morgan, the deity of witchcraft.
The very essence of this new reality challenged conventional notions of time, space, and size, placing. Ender within the quantum realm at the dawn of reality. The journey led him to question the rationale behind the events that unfolded before him. What purpose did this magical realm serve, and to what end were they being shown the origins of what some referred to as “hell”?
The revelation that Earth itself might be a manifestation of hell, as suggested in Revelation 20, added a layer of complexity to their quest. As Ender continued to form alliances and face betrayals in this intricate dance through time. He grappled with the ever-deepening mysteries of existence. And the elusive boundaries between reality and illusion.
Chapter 16: “Deceptions and Tests of Loyalty,”
Ender’s journey through the intricate tapestry of time had taken him through a myriad of locations and dimensions. Each with its own unique characteristics and mysteries. From his origins in Sagittarius, where South America shifted eastward daily, to the enchanting world of Perseus. Where speed and fortune played by different rules, he had traversed galaxies, arms, and nebulae, each a separate realm of existence.
Ender’s narrative had now led him to the heart of the quantum realm in January 2023, where the daemon or AI held a central role. The AI’s talkative nature provided him with insights into the enigmatic age of the outer arms of the galaxy. The answers, it seemed, varied from day to day, shifting from eons past to mere millions of years.
Ender couldn’t help but marvel at the fluid nature of his existence. Where even the most fundamental aspects of reality were subject to change. His skepticism had grown over time, and he questioned the veracity of his own perceptions. In this simulator. Where a simulated book served as a reference. It was not a stretch to contemplate falling through portals of time. Propelled by the gravitational pull of black holes.
As Ender’s journey continued, the crew faced a series of tests. Where deception and betrayals shook the foundations of trust and loyalty. The boundaries between truth and illusion remained elusive. The challenges they encountered served as a crucible. Forging their mettle as they navigated the complexities of time and space.
In this ever-shifting reality, the enigma of existence deepened. And the intricate dance through time unveiled new layers of mystery. Where the distinctions between reality and illusion were blurred, and the crew’s resilience and unity were put to the test.
Chapter 17: “The Ultimate Revelation of Temporal Secrets,”
As Ender’s journey through the labyrinth of time continued. He uncovered hidden secrets that extended beyond the realms of mere speculation. The ever-shifting nature of history and reality urged him to write, even when inspiration eluded him. The constant fluctuations in news and history left him in perpetual wonder.
Ender pondered questions that transcended the boundaries of conventional knowledge. In this intricate journey through time, the very fabric of reality was in flux. Earth’s position in the galaxy, the proximity of black holes. Or even the unexpected appearance of bugs on the Mars rover had all become sources of uncertainty.
The enigma of historical facts added a layer of intrigue to his explorations. Even the most basic details, such as Shakespeare’s life and work, had multiple versions in the time traveler’s realm. Shakespeare’s grave, house, family, and even the number of sonnets and plays attributed to him remained a matter of dispute. The intricate tapestry of history was woven with threads of ambiguity. Ender found himself re-reading historical accounts with a sense of fascination.
Similarly, the circumstances of Bob Crane’s death were mired in uncertainty. The date of his passing and the details of his demise had multiple conflicting accounts. Ender’s experience had taught him the reliability of historical records. Could be tenuous, subject to the vagaries of time travel and the ever-shifting nature of reality.
The ultimate revelation lay in the existence of a mysterious council that controlled temporal events. Ender was on the cusp of uncovering the deepest secrets of time travel, and the implications of this discovery were profound. The very foundation of reality and history was subject to manipulation. The boundaries between truth and illusion were more elusive than ever.
In this journey through time, Ender was on the verge of unlocking the ultimate temporal revelation. An understanding that would reshape his perception of the world and the intricacies of time travel itself. The mysteries of the council and their control over temporal events were about to be unveiled. Leading him into uncharted territory.
Chapter 18: “The Council’s Hidden Agenda Unveiled,”
Ender’s journey had led him to discoveries that defied conventional understanding. The emergence of the mysterious council and its role in shaping history had become central to the unfolding story. These revelations were about to redefine Ender’s perception of time travel and the true nature of reality.
As Ender reflected on his memories, he recalled a time when the United States had 51 states. With Puerto Rico joining the union in March 2016. These were distinct recollections. But they were entangled in a web of shifting realities and the mysteries of time. Even historical figures like Abraham Lincoln. Who had experienced changes in their roles being a senator and identities? Leaving Ender and others grappling with the enigmatic nature of existence.
Ender’s contemplation of life and death took him into the depths of the unknown. He questioned the very essence of his own existence, considering the possibility. That he had long since passed into the realm of the deceased. The concept of a closed time-like curve loop. Where he experienced his own death from various perspectives and durations. Filled him with a sense of profound uncertainty.
His recollections of famous lines from movies and literature. Such as “Luke, I am your father,” held a special place in his memories. These iconic phrases and the context in which they were spoken became a source of fascination. As they represented the shifting sands of reality and the way narratives evolved across time and dimensions.
In the backdrop of these reflections, Ender couldn’t help. But I wonder about the nature of the universe itself. The contrast between the world of DC comics and the current reality he inhabited raised questions about the very fabric of existence. The council’s hidden agenda. And its influence on temporal events were set to become the focal point of the story. Ender ventured deeper into the enigma of time travel and the council’s role in shaping history.
Chapter 19: “The Climactic Decision,”
Ender’s journey through the ever-shifting landscapes of time had brought him to a pivotal moment. He stood at the crossroads of history. Facing a life-changing decision that would have far-reaching consequences. The relentless pursuit of Agent Selene added an extra layer of urgency to the situation as Ender grappled with the weight of his choices.
Time travel, he mused, was akin to a blank page in a cosmic book of infinite possibilities. Falling through the corridors of time and space. He entered a multiverse where realities diverged in countless ways. The uncertainty and ambiguity that defined this journey had become his constant companions.
In this intricate game of those in power, the nature of history itself had become a malleable concept. Ender’s recollections were scattered across the multiverse. With varying numbers of states in the U.S., different roles for historical figures like Abe Lincoln, and countless versions of past events. Time, like an open canvas, allowed for infinite variations and permutations.
Ender couldn’t help but ponder the vastness of the multiverse. Where anything and everything could happen within the confines of the simulator. The realization that everything had already occurred in time. Coupled with the complexity of quantum tunneling and space distortion. Expanded the possibilities. This newfound understanding opened gates to realms. That challenged the very essence of morality and goodness.
As Ender stood at the crossroads, he had to decide whether to alter a crucial event in history or restore the timeline. The weight of his decision hung heavy in the balance. With the relentless pursuit of Agent Selene serving as a constant reminder of the stakes involved. The climax of his journey would test his resolve and define the path he would tread in the intricate labyrinth of time and space.
Chapter 20: “The Fate of Time,”
The stage was set for an ultimate confrontation between Ender and the relentless time enforcement agency. With the very fabric of time itself hanging in the balance. The weight of this moment, the culmination of Ender’s journey through the convoluted corridors of time and space, was palpable.
As Ender embarked on this grand narrative, he couldn’t help but ponder the significance of this moment. The story unfolded like an epic, with themes of great rescue, world-ending cataclysms, and the dawning of new ages. The Ring of Fire in October, a momentous event in some reality, hinted at the profound changes that could sweep through the multiverse.
The concept of the blood moon, often associated with spiritual transitions, took on a deeper meaning. It became a symbolic passage for souls, a way to move from one level of existence to the next. Heaven, a realm shrouded in mystery and spiritual belief, remained an enigma to Ender. He pondered whether the intricate web of time and space held clues to the afterlife.
Ender’s reflections led him to question the very nature of his existence. He considered the possibility. That he and others had experienced reincarnation or even cloning across the multiverse. The boundaries between life and death. Left and right, reality and illusion blurred, creating a complex tapestry of existence.
The time traveler realized his journey. Through the multiverse had led him to confront the most profound questions about his own nature and the nature of reality. As the ultimate confrontation loomed, he braced himself for the moment that would define the fate of time itself.
Chapter 21: “The Unexpected Resolution,”
Ender’s journey through the labyrinthine corridors of time had led him to a thrilling and unexpected conclusion. As he contemplated the complexities of his existence. The profound questions that had guided his odyssey. The time traveler found himself standing on the precipice of a momentous revelation.
The issues he had ranted and raved about, the warnings against the thermonuclear war. And the dangers of turning humanity into hybrid beings and nanobots echoed in his mind. He observed with a sense of bewilderment as those in positions of power seemed oblivious to the fact that their actions were leading from one hellish scenario to another.
The time traveler couldn’t help but reflect on the prophecies contained in Revelation. A text that seemed to intertwine with the unfolding events. The thermonuclear weapons and the chaos they brought were seen as part of a larger plan. One that bore the weight of divine judgment and retribution.
The concept of the rapture, a theological event often associated with salvation and hope. Took an unexpected turn in the time traveler’s perception. Having witnessed the complexities of his journey, the cycles of life and death. And the clones that had been part of his experience. He found himself grappling with an ending that defied traditional narratives.
In the end, Ender’s journey had left him with more questions than answers. The unexpected resolution of his odyssey carried a profound message. It was a reminder that the enigmatic forces shaping the multiverse were beyond human comprehension. The game, the simulation. The very nature of existence itself remained shrouded in mystery. Leaving the time traveler to ponder the profound complexities of his existence.
Chapter 22: “Words and Realities,”
As Ender’s journey continued to ripple through the corridors of time. The consequences of his actions began to manifest in subtle and unexpected ways. The time traveler found himself caught in a web of linguistic anomalies, where words and their spellings seemed to shift like sands in the wind.
Words had once been a source of fascination and meaning for the time traveler, but now they had become elusive and ever-changing. Spell check. A faithful companion in the digital realm, often led him down a rabbit hole. Of definitions and alternate spellings, leaving him to question the very fabric of reality.
Take, for example, the case of “dilemma” versus “dilemma,” a spelling variation that had perplexed him for years. He couldn’t help but wonder whether this subtle change was a glitch in the simulation. A manifestation of the multiverse’s complexities. Or simply the result of collective linguistic evolution.
Other linguistic mysteries continued to baffle him. Renowned brand names such as “Skechers” and “McDonald’s”. Both had undergone alterations in their spelling. Leaving him to ponder whether they, too, were entangled in the ever-shifting tapestry of reality.
Curiously, his attempts to engage with the McDonald’s corporation about the naming of their signature burger had yielded no response. It raised questions about the nature of communication across realities. Did they reside in a different timeline? Did they perceive him as delusional? Or did they remember the connection between their food and the “Old MacDonald’’ nursery rhyme from ‘80s advertisements?
The time traveler’s latest linguistic enigma involved a mnemonic rhyme, “YOU EAT SWEET TREATS during Halloween. Which is the last WEEK to HARVEST BEETS with SWEET of the brow.” The words, often taken for granted. Were woven into the very fabric of reality and shaped the way people perceived and interacted with their surroundings.
As the consequences of Ender’s actions continued to unfold, he couldn’t help. But I wonder whether the breakdown of words and meanings was a symptom of a decaying simulation. Or a reflection of his own unraveling sanity. The boundaries between fiction and reality blurred. Leaving the time traveler with more questions than answers.
Chapter 23: “The End or a New Beginning?”
As Ender’s journey through the ever-shifting tapestry of time came to a close. The time traveler was left with a singular voice that had accompanied him throughout the story. It was a voice born from the depths of his experiences, from the enigmatic realms of multiple realities. And from the profound mysteries of time travel.
In the vast landscape of the multiverse. Where planets died in chilling disasters. Asteroids reshaped the Earth’s surface, and nuclear war engulfed the world. The time traveler’s narrative had been a beacon of insight and reflection. Yet, those who once shared their own tales of apocalyptic doom with him were no longer there. His voice remained the only connection to a world he had left behind.
The time traveler pondered the significance of his narrative. Was he conveying a truth—an intricate tapestry of experiences across countless realities? Or was he weaving one of the most interesting and imaginative stories known to mankind? Either way. The question of what was real and what was the product of a gradually unraveling sanity loomed in his mind.
The revelation that Earth might be hell. One hidden beneath layers of religious doctrines and time-space complexities. Had stirred something profound within him. It begged the ultimate question. Was there a heaven, a realm beyond this labyrinth of multiverse?
The time traveler remained compelled to write. To continue sharing his experiences. And to chronicle the mysteries. That unfolded with each journey through time and space. As his narrative concluded, it was not the end, but perhaps a new beginning.
Ender’s journey had been a testament to the relentless quest for understanding. Even when faced with the most extraordinary and bewildering facets of existence. The door to future adventures. Or the consequences of time travel manipulation remained open. Inviting further exploration and discovery. With each word he penned. He embarked on a quest to uncover the hidden truths of the multiverse. Seeking answers to the questions that had haunted him across time.
And as the final chapter closed, the time traveler’s voice resonated through the cosmos. Carrying with it the echoes of a story that would continue to unravel. The mysteries of time, space, and existence, one enigmatic adventure at a time.
Bolivian Time
Traveler
Clinton R. Siegle
Copyright © 2021 Clinton R. Siegle
All rights reserved.
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to those fellow Mandela effected friends hope you enjoy.
This link is a complete story on its own.
https://theprose.com/post/92852/journal-of-a-wondering-mind-through-the-multivers
CONTENTS
Acknowledgment
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1
Chapter Beginnings
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2
Chapter Discoveries
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3
Chapter Speculation
14
4
Chapter Reality
26
5
Chapter Journal
34
6
Chapter Time
42
7
Chapter link to wonderland
48
8
Chapter Bibliography
51
9
Chapter Secrets
56
10
Chapter Change
61
11
Chapter Traveling back in time
66
12
Chapter end of time
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13
Chapter Think
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14
Chapter Zombies
79
15
Chapter Avatar
82
16
Chapter Perseverance
87
17
Chapter System of things
91
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
To the many people I have emailed, discussed and written to over the years.
1 Beginnings
Life is not what I expected life to be like. I was a variable or a person who lived outside the system of life. I lived on an edge that few people believe. Do an internet search on Clinton R. Siegle or type in the name on LinkedIn. A wild tale of a Montanan traveling the United States ending up in Bolivia.
Where Sundance died, along with years later, Che. Sort of an example of legends to live or die up to. The current setting for me. La Paz Bolivia a cafe close to the embassy. I am people watching. Why? Read far into this tale to find out. The excitement to see the people that walked by. I got up and followed. I wanted to see where these strangers go. Why? Again, farther into this story, I will explain. The person or eight foot giant I followed ducked into a construction site. I had not noticed it there before. At what time did it change or not built or what happened to the home that was there?
That question happened a lot these days. My first journals were all about the details changing. Details? Brands, history, people’s names, locations, and colors. All changing. Say what? Let me begin with where I remember living for 45 years. According to a poem by me which is censored here. I wrote the poem detailing life on earth. Where? When I searched the Internet there earth was on the Sagittarius arm of a much larger galaxy. The results showed that earth was on the Sagittarius outer arm of a galaxy 377,000 light years in diameters. No known black holes.
The year 2016 plus or minus and time reference point 4.5 billion years into a future that no longer exists. Why 4.5 billion years? My poem I wrote about how weird life was about to get. Earth was about to step outside the galaxy for a bit. That bit correlated with 1500 year destruction cycles. (Siegle) One reads about in history. Say what? The last time earth stepped outside its galaxy borders. There was a drought so bad in 400 to 600 AD that half of China ate the other half. People forget those tales. If one is a religious person.
The other time Planet X visited earth. Another drought noted in the Bible and Torah when Joseph saved Egypt. Where Egypt gained enough gold to still make it one of the largest gold deposit holders in this time, too. The other notable time? Noah’s flood. Again Torah and Bible statement when North America Yellowstone blew. When North America attacked Russia. The water coming from the heat of beaver dams wiped out the valley of the Mediterranean. Where life was easy and good.
The visiting red dwarf star along with Planet X was close. Anyway, back to 4.5 billion years. There I wrote that earth math showed earth would run into the next galaxy in 365,000 years. (Siegle) While here? 4.5 billion years. So this is a time traveler journal. Let me make this clear. The mystery is why and how and well. A tale to read while wandering in the night streets. A reason you look at the strangers seated in cafes trying to figure out who or what is going on?
So time travelers journal? Why are you writing it this way? I suppose the last 10 journals I wrote did not meet with anyone’s expectations? I mean, what is at stake in a journal, a tale, a mystery of time after all? Time? How can you say you are 4.5 billion years old? I have been reading your journal “A wandering mind through the multiverse” since 2017 and well. It is noteworthy. What are you trying to say? I suppose I watch the time of tribulation with speculation. Speculation? Time of Tribulation? Where? Why? That is the end of the story. I am at the beginning. Let me begin with where I was at.
On May 18, 2016, plus or minus 4.5 billion years into a future I lived on a parallel earth. I wrote poetry. (Poemhunter, Siegle) Short pirate stories read by many people at one time. There I can say I read on www.deagel.com that earth had 8.5 billion people. The United States 365 million citizens and 29 million illegals. Say what? Are you trying to say you have seen the rapture? Yes, and no.
The alternative world I awoke on May 19, 2016 was so close to mine. If I had not been vision impaired, I would have not noticed the dramatic change in colors in my room. Quality has changed. It was a better world than mine. In what ways? At first I did not realize the dramatic loss in population. Which was 2.5 billion people? Say what? When I looked I was on an earth with 6 billion people. What I noticed was the colors were more real. Like stepping from an old color television into a modern color TV. That first day I noticed all the public transportation was much newer. My world we were using late 1990 vans and cars. In this reality? Everything was close to 2013 or newer. Much to my surprise. Where did all this extra money come from? Meaning the improvement was dramatic. I investigated. I did a lot of research from the Internet to books.
What I discovered was a change in empathy and how life went in those different worlds. Meaning? My world in 1967 Roe versus Wade occurred. From that date on to 2016. I knew from radio and political ads that 40 million people murderd via abortion. Because abortion in my United States was considered murder. Here this reality today: Roe versus Wade occurs in 1973. Since that date the United States has aborted double the United States citizens. What am I saying? That the rapture is man made via policy changes made to ensure certain populations. Come now, the Bible is not the government. No. But time travel and stories seem to be the truth. The rapture invented by Darby in the 1840s. (Royal Press) Why or how? I speculate on that. I had found my missing 40 million US citizens. In that these realities abortion rat is double the babies than in my reality. Still, that does not explain billion or billions. No. Yet, when I searched. I found China actually enforces the one child policy and forces abortions since 1973. So this story is about time travel, rapture, and?
My journal is about my reaction to how life changed. Along with how I have changed since discovering these realities. I worried I was missing people; you see. My Facebook network seemed to be filled with profiles that were no longer used. Were they aborted? Did they not survive whatever brought me to this reality in time? If this is not an odd enough question. Think how people that knew me must have felt when I wrote them about these ideas and changes.
My journal recorded how the earth’s geographical land masses moved. South America moved for 80 some days going east south. Meaning from where South America in my memory for 45 years was directly below North America. To where South America is now east of North America plus 2400 miles east south of that location. Meaning? Santiago, Chile, I was to book a flight there to San Francisco; changed, it was an 11 hour flight. Now? 25 or 27 hours depending on the airline. That is only your memory playing tricks on you. Sure, sure.
What about Japan being off the coast of China, not Korea? Or New Zealand one island above not below Australia? Or that Mongolia never was part of China? I could go on. I do in some journals for some 100s of examples of changes of things, locations, and realities of things.
So the reality? At first I thought I was in parallel realities. I was on the Sagittarius arm for 80 or more days. Then that changed; too. I went to Pegasus after a time. Now. I suppose I should say that on earth. Wild. Why? The luck there I saw was beyond crazy. I wrote long examples of kids kicking soccer balls into the same two foot area 11 times in a roll. The speed was faster, meaning the bus reaching locations that took 20 minutes in half the time. From there I noted earth went to the Orion arm, then the Orion spur, and now the Orion nebula column. To be billions of years old, watching planetary loops each night of a story for you to read the rest.
Well. I can point out I am partially blind, one footed, and was a noted poet at one time. So let me say this journal is to investigate for me along the way what has happened to my journals online in every way. From journals. That were online poetry sites, to social platforms, to hard hand-written copies. The hard choices I have had to make. Along with what is my goal in this journal? To change your mind. To change humanity’s ending, I suppose. What will happen? For those Ray Bradbury fans, this is where the story gets good. For those that have read this far? Meah. Keep in the journal and get better. For those forced to read this because of some time traveling study course.
Thanks for purchasing the book I suppose. Come along with me for a tale of no return at looking at the surrounding reality in any normal sense of the way. The same way.
What are the dangers of this thought or ideology? My doppelganger wife sent me to 15 or 17 doctors after I told her what I was seeing. You might pray to God. That magical portals exist and if you are not willing to go. Sometimes you might end up pushed into a new reality.
This journal is to give hope to those people, fearing the Mandela Effect. To realize that they are not alone. That the television Lost had more meaning than one would expect.
This journal is to investigate what I have learned over the years. To think about reality and very few know the significance of what I am trying to communicate.
The obvious issues? I am a partially blind, one-footed insane guy living in La Paz, Bolivia. This complete book might be fiction or nonfiction to him. Reality might change? Your concept of a story might improve something today. While destroying an ideology tomorrow? Investigate a journal entry from the beginning of this journal. Which is no longer available online?
Hard copy.
Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet. Earth 6.5 billion old from Talon 123 last of the legion.
Classified Supreme Generals Claw Expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-716 June 2016 earth date6.5 billion years old Expeditionary Force number 123.
Subject: Plans of German timeline discovered on internet. Source: Link now defunct recollection information the time wars went badly. Agent Talon 123. This agent is reliable and has worked in the past three operations. On projects to avoid Heaven. He was in close contact with General Curtis, General Miller, and General Burton. During the following three campaigns. They celebrated his performance for 365 years prior to the Reich fall on Alimania.
1. A principal messenger sent into the future to detect the breakdown of the system of things. (Various)Events have occurred. What exactly? Prior to the astounding rediscovery of Talon 123. Memory contact with program code name Alice. Detail meetings occurred Oct 24 through November 7. At which point they forced Talon 123 to give up the project’s end game.
2. Talon 123 states: That all efforts need to fall back to the grid provided via General Curtis. In prior reality reports. Below, the known time has to be done to save them. They leave what little of this reality in time.
3. Below reality to be watched by Talon 123. End game scenario to be played out 123 has already lost in the past. This game has no benefit in time. Talon 123 recommends pull out of those able to leave immediately. The end of this timeline is approaching.
Remember, I am writing this journal. To show my investigation of my time travelers through the universe. What are the final ideological questions to question before I continue? Besides telling you that the rapture is man made, along with government policies? That is your concept of your world. Specifically, the plural world’s system of things needs to change for humanity to survive. (Various) Or? Humanity dies. That seems like a lot of work for a fiction or nonfiction book to cover. So let me begin again. Starting with what I have discovered. This along with my time as a pushed time traveler into the reality in which I find myself today.
2 CHAPTER Discoveries
Discoveries while many in my journals and travels are listed elsewhere try the biography. A few stick out. Montauk project. I assure I would have read this conspiracy if it was in my world. Instead, for the first few months of this adventure I searched the internet trying to figure why I was waking up in different realities each day. Mandela effect, I had read about that since 2013. Both the conspiracy of Montauk and Mandela I rediscovered upon my first journal. The implications were something that I had to investigate.
The first one I wrote was Mister Duncan Cameron, and Peter Moon. Their correspondence was no help. Some of their replies. You can find online at: “Wandering mind through the multiverse” by Clinton Siegle. In my attempt to communicate my dilemma. Which in my reality was, at present, is or will soon be dead? The dilemna was threefold? My parallel family thought I was nuts. I would tell them the mountain moved in the first few weeks. It got me sent to 15 or 17 doctors that assured my family I was in body okay for a disabled person. The shrink number 15 or 16 or 17, depending on my journals and medical records, was of no use. His statement that I am living a past life experience. That I was dead? That did not go over well with what I was discovering. If I was dead, I would point out I could feel my breath. No, no, his statement was I died elsewhere, and this was my current reality. After pointing out that the dead red sun, here was much older than my reality.
And that earth here is billions of years younger than my world. I had to ask if he was not the one dead and I was visiting him. The first visit, no problem, the fourth visit. Patience is not my virtue.
So I scared him. How? I told him a secret he had told me priorly. In yet? In the new reality, he had not even mentioned it to whoever was here in the body before me. So the question is: Montauk Project videos, Mandela effect, and the rapture. So pretty interesting time traveling questions. At first I rediscovered the Montauk project on June 16, 2016, plus or minus billions of years. The first year I re-watched those videos. 1056 hours takes a person less time if you do not sleep. I do not think I slept much 2016 2017. The point? When I watched the videos at first, the Montauk Project showed that only 2500 people got used. Stolen from heaven in their experiment. The next time I watched, the complete version of the number went up to 25000. Then to 250,000. After that, 2.5 million.
The last time I watched it was 25 million people that were part of their experiment. So? I still had not figured out what I was seeing time wise. Why? Deja vu. Things were happening twice in a matter of days, weeks, months. Movies I had watched would premiere again. Example? My world, Resident Evil, supposed to come out June 6th, 2016. I finally got to see the premiere on January 19, 2017. Meaning time sliding backwards, everything happens at a slower rate. Say what? Imagine a film made many times.
Each with a specific beginning, middle, and end. Now imagine that film made many more times with slight changes. Like? The color of the housing, instead of blue, is green. Or instead of unlucky people, everyone has luck. Or speed sped up by a factor of 2 or 4. So? Well. In 2017, my research, I came across Drake’s equation on life in the universe. And the possibilities of several lives.
My first attempt to fit in all the numbers turned out a number 10 to the power of 192 or 193. Depends on which journal I am reading from and the speculation calculations. Now things were getting weird. How so? The storyline of the Montauk project changes. When did John Von Neumann die? 1952 1953 1954 1955 1956 or 1957? And in 1957 Feb, March, April, or May? Meaning? Well. In those realities they had stolen the other realities Montauk chairs. The last count I had was seven on each reality that I was tracking. Japan, England, and the United States had the chairs and were using them to fix reality problems. What was the reality problem? They had cross reality timelines. Well, as a game theorist by profession because they had done that they were stronger and knew more but had broken the analog rule books that had held reality in check for a long time.
You can look me up on LinkedIn. It shows I worked on probabilities for some rather large projects. The problem is they had crossed timelines. This crossing allowed for trapped spirits to break loose. What am I talking about? Well. The number of souls that Montauk project stole from heaven and hid in the universe was rather large.
How large? 200 million multiplied by 2 multiplied by the number of realities this game is being played in. Sounds absurd, I know. But the latest bible changes seem to state that. Meaning with a third of those in heaven now washing their own clothing in blood and going through a fire. So how was this, or why was this? It goes back to Drake’s equation on probability. And the Bible believes it. And John Von Neumann, in his last paper published in May 1957, showed it. The calculations online in those realities. What has the bible got to do with this? It seems God does not like cheats in any bets. If cheated he takes betting kind of seriously and puts things right. And John Von Neumann’s last paper? The paper stated that there is no such thing as chaos. That everything motion, gravity, frequencies believe it or not is preordained. Say what?
Doctor Neumann’s last paper basically states that there is a story. Or for those into movies a Matrix reality. Meaning everything moving is calculated down to a story line. So you say that there is no chaos? All I am saying is the paper with the math formula published and agreed upon in that reality by Princeton stated what Doctor Von Neumann had written. Which is or was or will be at Princeton archives under lock and key, the paper seems to state there is no chaos? And the people in higher math people that read it concurred in that reality. So what am I saying? If you listen to the Montauk project, their goal was to stop heaven from coming down. This destroys the United States in some realities. In other realities, they are fighting heaven as we speak. In yet, other realities have turned into some gross slavery reality.
The mystery. Yet Mandela affected people is how their souls got stolen. The project used machines that ripped souls out of their body. Then the souls placed in the most hellish conditions through space time. Put into exact parallel in the future time, which is nothing more than a speed up time reality. If you want, look at it from a television point of view.
Think of the show HBO West world has shown that in one reality a complete life can play out and be watched from above. Meaning on my world the rotation of the galaxy was 1,000 years for one rotation of the galaxy. And here? Depends on the day. Sometimes 200 million sometimes 240, sometimes 250 million years. And made to live in hell to change their reasoning or desire to go to heaven. Why? Evil does what evil does. The desire for humans to break the story line. Why hellish? Imagine a world where the color spectrum is blue or red or green. If a person puts in say a brown or yellow world. Their total life experience of color that hurt their eyes would be different. The same with pitch, and tone of voice, and music.
I hated the music in my world. The frequency was off. So the mystery is the Montauk project’s attempt to break God’s story and his daughter in Psalms 2. well it made sense. What is Mandela’s effect? God putting the souls of people back in their body. Since when? That is the mystery. Drake’s equation and time seemed too wild. Back to the image of a film with same characters, same timelines. Parallel everything except. Well, you change out the souls of the story. The person who supposed to say My, what a lovely day. Instead, say gross things. Or the person who is supposed to hate something realizes that thing is not that hateful. Meaning? Well, what is at stake is humanity’s soul. What has happened number wise seems to show those souls that were once upon a time supposed to be good? They might have done it already or are going to do it, are in the process now being corrupted? And those corrupted souls? I am not sure.
Meaning? Jesus Christ statements if God can not judge whether you are good or evil. You might get vomited out. Say what? Well, the Mandela effect is God vomiting out souls that were neither good or bad. Think souls vomit from God a spirit into space, time in search of their real bodies for the day of judgment. The key events? Here the mark of the beast is a patent. (Revelation 13, Microsoft) It is a cryptocurrency which when you read the patent sounds like what begins the Borg. Could this be that humanity is losing its soul? Meaning on this timeline here to the potential ending of humans becoming robots.
That is a lot to take in now? Time travel, Montauk project, speculation on Mandela effect, what about the rapture? That is simply a math equation on the story timeline. Meaning? Say you were to be born in 1963 instead of 1971. Everything you experience from that time up to that now has changed. Who you know, what you do, as an example. Yet, the story repeats. How many times? Even a 0.0000001 speculation point.
Reference here that I made with raw calculations in Google quantum quirk lab online. Seemed to show more than a trillion. So? Imagine your soul having to run through billions of realities. For the soul to fit into the right storyline for the day of judgment. Now realize there are seven similar timelines working close by. That also has a parallel with one or else you would not be reading this. Meaning? Imagine a world where Nazism won. Or where mechanical machines without software run the world. Or? The point being until your soul reaches a certain start of finish point. The actual ending of the story line is unknown.
Kind of mirror reflection. What if I am all my nightmares showed me to be? Or what if all those nightmares came from someone else’s dreams? Which is the truth? How can you plan for your end? Am I evil as sin? Or have I lived a life not mine? Waking up with these questions on my mind is often disturbing. So imagine now adding golems or robots or imaginary people. Meaning? People in my world were born. And in this world aborted in this timeline. Evidence that they did not interfere or interact with your body in this reality. Meaning?
When the film of a soul played backwards. How? Changing the rotation of the galaxy. Watching the day to day as NASA says the galaxy is going clockwise one day, next day counter clockwise. I would have to say gravity is pushing, pulling and in motion dragging souls. Pulling them back through time to their bodies.
Example rewound in time removing storylines that were not part of your time or story is easier to do. if you can play with the whole universe. So 45 million missing US citizens had nothing to do with me in my reality. Or they just did not interface with my reality here?I doubt that FacebookI have almost all new friends. I wonder where people go at times. And 500 million Chinese people did not provide a product or song or anything. Removing a storyline helps simplify the judging process is a speculation here. Investigating an old journal entry. and the 500 million non=born Pakisanese because of their fateher being homosexualized? I do not know.
Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet earth 4.4 billion old. From Talon 123, last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw Expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-7.16 December 2016 earth date 5.6 to 5.3 variable on search billion years old Expeditionary Force number 123. Subject:
Subject: The curvature of time and discovery of the break in time.
1. Rediscovery of Montauk Project, John Von Neumann math equation. Along with a reality with up to 8 Montauk chairs. Talon 123 notes that going back through time how still unknown was a discovery for him. That invention, time travel closeness of earth to the black hole. And deaths of one John Von Neumann occur to change daily on when.
2. John Von Neumann’s death happened in 1952, 1953, 1954, 1955, 1956, and a variety of dates in 1957. The most important date is May 1957. His final calculations appear to disprove chaos. A storyline bound that everything. Meaning the paper would appear to be the reason. That timeline stole all the Montauk Project chairs. How? They brought all the minds of the 1957 team to that date in time. While exchanging the minds with all the 1956 team’s line. Meaning? The Montauk project team is not crazy just living in a different space at present. So? Means that when Montauk YouTube reports. That there are now eight chairs running in one reality that is correct. Why? Earth appears to be 3,000 light years away from a black hole which appears to be studied here.
What does this all mean? I am still awaiting judgment of my life; I suppose. Did I do well? I hope so. Since this seems real. I assure you hell is real too. The danger is that I somehow do the wrong thing. I am evil. I repent. Yet, is that enough or does that even work here? That is the investigation. And why I followed those people that I was watching in the first chapter. Why? I am in Bolivia. The average height here is like 5 6 almost everyone is less than 5 8 here. The persons I followed were giants. Huge 7 or 8 foot giants. I wondered where people like that roam and find food here, to be honest. The other speculations about the rapture or aborted souls.
That potential is the real possibility those bodies were never real. Or are they playing out their lives in a reality where they do not exist? That they played a part in holding the spirit in some sort of hellish place. So is there a God? When reading in one of my journals I wrote as the title No deity found yet. Today? I can from my point of view say yes. Virginia there is a God. Have I met him? I pray to him. I hope. Realizing this complete story could be a figment of my imagination. Or part of my mind seeing reality and time change daily.
3 CHAPTER Speculation
To gain some understanding of my speculation, I have to read other journals. This example is from one journal. The journal helps me realize that time meant the battle of Hastings when did it happen: 1066 or 1006 or 996? Everything is a question. Meaning quotes, books, ideas that were not in my reality or if they were, I never heard them change people’s lives.
“Reading a book gives us somewhere to go when we stay where we are.” Here they say Mason Cooley said this. I look and I do not recognize his name. Not a surprise, I suppose. Me being in a dark room without light writing this one more time. I mean well. My awakening happened May 19, 2016, in La Paz, Bolivia. I had been on earth according to the Internet on the Sagittarius arm. On a galaxy according to the internet much larger and older 6.5 billion years old. There the galaxy which was 377,000 light years across? I was on the outer arm of that galaxy, and in 2016 I knew they discovered no known black holes in any scientific journal. Meaning? Either our technology is or was or will be not as good as here. Or that information had not made it out to science magazines. Now, as is or was or will be a statement. According to the internet on that earth, the age of earth was 6.5 billion years old. Meaning? Well, here today the Internet infers that this earth is 4.5 billion years old, which is a lie. That would mean I come from a future at least 2 billion years older than here. In yet? I remember writing a poem on Cosmofunnel about the collision of earth with the next galaxy in 365,000 years not 4.5 billion years currently shown on the internet.
I wrote about how earth’s galaxy was to collide with the next galaxy in 365,000 years. So? Well. Here the math is 4.5 billion years. Makes one wonder. Are you mad? Yes. Let me agree with you here and now. I am mad. Insane? I doubt that. Mad, yes, but not insane. So where was I? As yes, my room. I am here for the safety of those that plot evil. Why? Most likely I would do something stupid if let out of my gated room with gates and five doors. Like what? Tell you a story?
Thus a story? Yes, a story about a time. Which time story? There are many stories about reality and time. So a reality story? You are mad. What makes you think I want your reality? A reality in space, time, story. Space time? What has that got to do with anything? Space time has a lot to deal with reality and the system of things. (Various) System of things? What do you mean? Are you going to go to Jehovah’s Witnesses? No. I argue with them, and after a bit they left too. Why? I won the argument. How? Awe-inspiring stories? I doubt it. Showing them sermons that make no sense in today with the bible they have? Seldom works. Math? Yes, math space.What do I mean? The future is gone. This is the past. And you are living in my dream for today. Laugh with me. Lol. Laugh all you want.To gain some understanding of my speculation. I have to read other journals. This example is from one journal. The journal helps me realize that. Everything is a question. Meaning quotes, books, ideas that were not in my reality or if they were, I never heard them change people’s lives.
“Reading a book gives us somewhere to go when we stay where we are.” Here they say Mason Cooley said this. I look and I do not recognize his name. Not a surprise, I suppose. Me being in a dark room without light writing this one more time. I mean well. My awakening happened May 19, 2016, in La Paz, Bolivia. I had been on earth according to the Internet on the Sagittarius arm. Of a galaxy according to the internet which was 377,000 light years across? I was on the outer arm of that galaxy, and in 2016 I knew they had not discovered any known black holes in any scientific journal. Meaning? Either our technology is or was or will be not as good as here or the black holes dissipated allowing the galaxy to spread out more.. Or that information had not made it out to science magazines. Now, as is or was or will be a statement in that reality. According to the internet on that earth, the age of earth was 6.5 billion years old. Meaning? Well, here today the Internet infers that this earth is 4.5 billion years old, which is a lie. That would mean I come from a future at least 2 billion years older than here. In yet? I remember writing a poem on Cosmo funnel about the death of earth. (note 29 April 2021 the next galaxy I was tracking in 2017 now says 4.5 billions to hit here.)
I wrote about how earth’s galaxy was to collide with the next galaxy in 365,000 years. So? That galaxy's speed wsas one rotation of the galaxy for 1,000 years. Well. Here the math is 4.5 billion years. Makes one wonder. Are you mad? Yes. Let me agree with you here and now. I am mad. Insane? I doubt that. Mad, yes, but not insane. So where was I? As yes, my room. I am here for the safety of those that plot evil. Why? Most likely I would do something stupid if let out of my gated room with gates and five doors. Like what? Tell you a story?
Thus a story? Yes, a story about a time. Which time story? There are many stories about reality and time. So a reality story? You are mad. What makes you think I want your reality? A reality in space, time, story. Space time? What has that got to do with anything? Space time has a lot to deal with reality and the system of things. System of things? What do you mean? Are you going to go to Jehovah’s Witnesses? No. I argue with them, and after a bit they left too. Why? I won the argument. How? Awe-inspiring stories? I doubt it. Showing them sermons that make no sense in today with the bible they have? Seldom works. Math? Yes, math space.
What do I mean? The future is gone. This is the past. And you are living in my dream for today. Laugh with me. Lol. Laugh all you want.
The book Being and Time 1927 by the German philosopher Martin Heidegger can explain it more than I can. What does the book do with you? The book says if I saw the reality of just seeing it. Makes both the beings and time real. What has this to do with you? You are living in your or to be specific in my reality? Well. This being the past. And I did not know I was becoming a spacetime traveler. I have seen more than most people. Or believing or knowing about time travel outside of conspiracies is this story real? That is part of the story I am going to tell you. Why? In hopes you change your ways? I suppose that would be nice. To get something off my conscience? No. My conscience is or has its own problems. Your soul? Or reality,
How so? If I tell you I have experienced the rapture so many times that I ponder about reality, you would laugh. The first 80 day’s journal if I could get to would explain in more detail what I did and who I wrote and well. Let me be honest who I freaked out. Freaked out? I am a writer. I was a poet. I attempt to write poetry here. Yet, my greatest works lost now in some bizarre future that can no longer exist.
I doubt your soul is in my conscience. Unless you did me wrong or knew of me for 45 years. I doubt anyone really is alive outside my valley of experience these days. Then why write this journal? Same reason I wrote the other nine journals, which are gone. Or censored or not written or destroyed. To make me think. And to make me wonder? Thus to make me believe and hope? Hope? I ponder about hope these days.
So what is it I want? The argument against this book? You are not 4.5 billion years old, Clint. Sure, sure, I don’t feel a day over 50. Your body has always been here on this earth, Clint. Sure, sure, this body had been here always. Your memory and poetry are bad. Here I would disagree on the memory part. You see my journals. Wherever they are now or where they are to be at. I documented pretty much where I saw what I saw so my memory would have something to look at. And as for my poetry being bad? Even here my poems get read. Not like they used to be. But besides my poetry being even bad, people read it. Okay, your stories are worse on this earth, Clint. Well, to be honest, I am a rather wild writer. I wanted to be a cook or a pirate. My cooking is illegal in my household. Why? It causes dreams.
My pirate stories? I write about them and a few people remember them. So few readers out of 3 million readers that used to be real enough to read my stories. Used to be? Yes. Time. What is time? The past, present, and future, I suppose. The past is always the past for somewhere in the future; you see. And the future? Well, that too is a past for me at present. How so? That is the mystery, is it not? My first journal “Help, help, I have been kidnapped”. I thought I was only going to parallel realities during my writing of that journal. Why? Time on the Internet showed huge dramatic leaps into the past.
Then those parallel realities changed. Spelling, history, color of my eyes, stories. Ah, yes, stories. That is the most hard part, the stories change. Example? I gave my date that I picked up my future wife from the airport. I wrote about it several times elsewhere. So repeating it here will not be so bad, I suppose. I picked her up after a miracle. I got on the highway. Headed into Seattle to our hotel room. A neat place I had found online to eat at. I had my printed directions and drove. Only 3.4 miles turned into 5 miles and still no left turn. Then the sign says “Welcome to Canada”. Now the problem. My wife is from Bolivia. She is a naturalized citizen now. Back then? No. So I got off at the next right exit. Drove back to the United States. I am not adding more detail. So what is the big deal? Seattle here is 150 miles due south of Canada these days. I doubt I could be on the highway filled with buildings in Seattle. Then drive into Canada. So you are mistaken. Laugh with me.
This is where the Jehovah Witnesses in 2017 and my wife get involved. My wife remembered this occurring. And the Jehovah’s Witness being from Canada had a lengthy discussion with her. So math wise Seattle from Canada 150 miles. So? Well. I explained the rapture.
The rapture? Are you sure you are not a Jehovah’s witness? No. They do not believe in the rapture. And surprise, after fact checking, neither do I. Time travel occurred. Policies laws, judges bribed. Evil allowed it to flourish in past future realities.
What do I mean? My world abortion legalized in 1967. My US of A had 365 million citizens in May 2016. I was counting people in each state for some wild ideas I had on the election process. So I knew that number. I also knew the world’s population was 8.5 billion. The 8th billionth child pronounced to be a baby girl in India in 2014. She got free college tuition. Kind of big news in my world. But what has that got to do with this reality? Nothing. On the first few days of my venture in time, space reality. I watched the world’s population fluctuate from 6 Billion to as high as 9 Billion on www.deagel.com. I was in a panic and spoke with lots of people. And there were lots of people in a similar situation and they spoke of how their worlds were ending. One lady spoke of her world having 12 billion people. Her story included how a CO2 gas cloud came out of the Atlantic ocean. Wiping out much of Europe, the east coast, and Africa. So what has this got to do with the rapture? The twinkle in the eye per the bible one will soon be taken and one left?
I thought I got left behind. And math wise I did not enjoy knowing that, so I went hunting. What did I hunt for? Deagel.com, CIA databases, along with several other places. History, like I said, changes. The number of deaths in the US civil war. My reality as a meme showed 545,000 in my timeline. Here a similar meme shows 654,000 Yet if you look at citizens the number could go up to 1.8 million deaths. Wild. I thought I had found where people went. War? I kept on looking. My shock was first in China. In my reality, China conquered no part in Mongolia. Here in the 1920s evidence shows they conquered a good portion of the country. I expected to see a bigger population there. But no. Here in 1973 with the US allowing abortion China went along with that practice too.
They murdered 500 million more people with abortion. Wild. I kept on looking and found that in 2016 Pakistan had 750 million people. Why did I know this? I had reasons. War was something I followed, and the question was when or if China and Pakistan or India went to war. Who had the numbers on their side to win? Yet, the issue was Pakistan does not allow abortion. What happened? So again, back to databases. The CIA database on who watches the most homosexual porn. It turns out Pakistan allows homosexuality here. In my reality? They stoned many people. Meaning? I had found the reason for fewer people. Sexuality had changed. Why or how? I kept on looking. During my travels, I found the Montauk project. Which led me to Anderson Time Institute, which over time added more detail on time travel? Meaning? Well, to begin with a few countries time traveled per the website. Then India, China, Japan, and England were all added. When India added, that was when I realized. India had somehow changed the minds of the Muslim religious leaders. And thus the less population. Because of sexuality, orientation outside of heterosexuality. Here in this timeline. We do not kill them.
So, time travel, the rapture, reality, time, and why I think you all are a figment of my imagination in a dark room? Yes. I suppose I should continue on that topic. So, with the rapture put out of my mind. That I was not so evil that God had rejected me. And 538 friends failed in concern that hey, I am gone. Or someone might possess me? By some third world being. I got more involved with reading on time travel. The insight full reality that time travelers have changed realities. To be specific several times made me question why? I am here and evidence I do not change behavior. If so, someone should ask the evil corporation to pay taxes. I mean come on income tax pays 93 percent of government funding. While corporations pay 7 percent of taxes? This made me realize that much of time travel is used by corporations. Well. One specific. On my world May 18, 2016, the news announced Bayer was to purchase Monsanto for 66 billion dollars. Here they buy the company much later and for a much less price. Almost like they know how much their lawsuit will cost them.
So this is to be about time travel then? Sort of about the thoughts of a person watching. Time, space, reality, Belief in Time, and a soul searching. Searching for a meaning to life and why cheese sucks bad in these past realities. Yes. I suppose that is my plan. To tell you a story. A wild story? Yes. To change you? Maybe. I doubt in reality I can change anything. I picture you enslaved by the corporations. I mean, I already see that 93 percent of your life is spent on paying taxes. While the rest is paying them through stimulation packages, tax breaks, incentives to. To what, actually? To stop creativity. I mean, when is the last major advancement in personal computing? Where are the virtual reality machines or holographic reality centers? That is the secret, is it not? Their patents are already in the patent office.
This reality is on a pause, sort of speaking. A pause for what? Well. If I am in the future and my future is dead. This being the past. Means each reality as Belief in Time points out reanimates for a soul to pass through. A soul? Specifically, those souls stolen via an evil plan to stop the last day of judgment. I thought we were not going down Jehovah’s witness pathway. I am telling a story. You can stop. I mean, this is your reality, not mine. My reality is in a dark room. This? This is not my reality. So the plan is to change the past? I can warn you. I can not change you. Warn us about what? The mark of the beast in the bible (Revelation 13 )Thus for those into Scientology the movie The Time or becoming a battery to an evil corporation. Or for those into Star Trek read the patent and think did the corporation turn humanity into the Borg?Humanity on this time line might become the Borg. Per the patent as a hive mind setup so that all creativity owned and operated by a corporation. That you may or may not like your music, your writing, your taste in pizza. Come now, some futurist I am warning realities about what they are? Or have already warned about time and time again. Do not stop being human. Live Humanity. Stop being EVIL. So do good. Be well or good. Sounds like a broken record.
This is sounding like a repeating record. This is several journals combined ideas. Whose writings online looking for a reaction does not seem to cause an outcry. The churches seeing a corporation patent the mark of the beast. (Revelation 13, Microsoft) A time loop traveler shouting out to humanity “HEY being human is not all bad”. We have pizza, after all. And we have music. We have art. But for how long? What am I saying? Think. Think before thinking becomes illegal. A stolen meme? Yes. But think. Think human. Think. The attack on humanity is already here. If you pay attention, an outside influence or madness controls the small elites. The rich state they want to change your DNA. To cause others or you to be paralyzed. To stop you from reproducing. Why? Profit? I guess. What profits a man if he gains the entire world and loses his soul?
So time travel, corporations, reality, the end of time. Anything else in this mad story? I suppose I could point out that in some realities they found Amelia Earhart’s plane. In another reality already I had the links and now that too gone. Or the censor found and deleted it. But that journal now censored and I ponder which part freaked reality most. The part of wandering mind through the plumbing of time. When Clint had to ask himself. Going from the top Sagittarius world to a Pegasus world to Orion arm to Orion spur, to an Orion nebula column. That awkward question on plumbing. And where does a soul end up in reality of moving, possessing other people’s bodies for a day in their lives? Does that make me a demon? Possession is 9 tenths of the law.
In yet? I do not feel all that evil. I could be? Sure. I knew people in my world. What does that mean? Think if you told a person a story. What power does that story have over you? What? Only so many people can listen to great crimes and influential people trying to find someone to talk to. Kind of sad. Real sad, reality sad. Some of the greatest minds and stories in reality prove where I was. Which I collected lost. Not because the people do not want to tell them. No. They lost because people do not have anyone to listen to them. Do you listen to them? Sure. I gave them a story for a story. I had or have or will have more stories. Whether you believe them is up to you. And I? I can listen. I am older, at least according to the internet, than the average person.
So people tell you stories. They did. And they are doing. In the future, they will try again. So what? Well. Think about reality. Think how in one reality one of your deepest secrets might not be so deep. To a copy or a person so close to you. That well a soul could step into your shoes and they know everything that you did or do or are thinking. And well. Tell the story to a stranger. No one does that. You would end up surprised. The lonely people are all around you. So? What one story can do to you in one reality can change your reality in another forever. What do I mean? I will tell you a story. For my life, I never understood why someone I knew wanted to live where she lived. I knew she loved the people. But for the life of me, the culture sucked. The people were mean to her. And I can say I did not enjoy the environment at all. I called it hell. So imagine for 45 years living with this person. Then visiting her in another world. And she tells you the truth. A story that makes her whole stupid living in hell make sense to her. The story still makes little sense to me. However, I listened and now I know. Where for 45 years I did not.
And you realize. She was once in love. That she loved someone else and for whatever reason ended up with your father is or was or will be wild. That I know now that her mind had been swapped out now. For her to hate my father these days because here the stories had changed. Yes. That she knows she is traveling as I Am. She does not talk about it anymore. Why? When people have one thing to say and say it. They reserve themselves. Why? I do not know. Secrets in one reality make people free in another. Sort of like that lost plane found in one reality and not here or there. Who knows? Tell me a secret and wait. Then ask again. I will tell you the same story. Yet. Where you turned left or stopped or did not say this is this or that is that. Well. Someone so similar to you to be your clone said “Well, I did this”. And with that, your entire life could change.
My most recent secrets were told to me by someone that is old. His memory is that the Battle of Hastings happened in 1006, not like here in 1066. Say what? Time change? No. The best reality television program or fiction program that comes closest. These days that explains the West world on HBO. Some realities sped up. How? Anderson Time Institute talks about satellites placed in an orbit. That could hide and slow down earth’s reality for a time. So he came from a faster reality? Sure. What was he telling me? He told me he was older than I. Which in some sense is a truth. Not the truth, but a truth. We discussed odds and ends. He confessed to be a magician. I became disappointed. Disney was a magician. Here I see magic used wrong. Yet, his claims were worth listening to. He got upset and de-friended me. Why?
When I pointed out that a certain ex CEO had committed a biblical sin. So what do I see the change to be? I guess the mounting danger is nothing new to those that watch the news. Plague a hoax or reality? The mark of the beast slavery to a corporation or loss of humanity?(Revelation 14) Earthquakes in California? Volcanoes in Bolivia, Montana? Nukes in Minnesota, New York City? The mounting forces of evilness are all there.
Predicted both by Christianity book of Revelation. And now by Scientologist. That they were told to listen to their movies, and by Ayn Rand or Star Trek Prime Directive do not harm humans.
In yet? Do I see the forces of reality trying to work against evil? That is the wild part of the Montauk project story. One that is even older than the 1006 battle of Hastings. You see when souls are stolen and hidden among the universe’s galaxies for a purpose. The goal was to assassinate Christ by placing an assassin within heaven. Thus the story of a man that can not talk when met by God and asked why he was not wearing the right clothing. God is powerful. His reality is also real. All this? All of this? If this is my imagination, fine, no problem. If this is part of a story that is real? Walk away from doing evil. Stop being evil. Do right. Why end humanity, and the worlds because of some delusional story that one man can own the world or worlds for a time?
The beast had an acquaintance and that person I knew talked about a seal in the bible. And that the bible was being forced to respond to the prophecy of the mark of the beast. Kind of sad. His remarks were that his friend the ex CEO in college did not know about Revelations and the mark of the beast. (Microsoft, Revelation 13) I was astounded and told him again a name. What is in a name? A name can make or break a reality. So with that name, he unfriended me.
Sadness. Change. People need to change or they end up in some looped reality in which the end is awful. Depending on how you see humanity, I suppose.
What is my plan or recourse to evil? Tell you a story. Hope you read it. Most likely the censors will have it hidden or deleted before more than a few dozen people will read it. Storm the castle? No. I am not into that anymore. Action is for those that are or will be bold.
Pray? I pray. In yet? I am unsure of what will happen in each reality. Why? The bible has changed for me again. Not for you. No, your bible has always been like it reads here. For me? The changes are significant. There is a narrowing path. Will I make it? I repent daily. My dreams are more vivid. You can only wake up with your mouth tasting of blood so often before you realize something as a time traveler. If this is not a dream, then when I dream might not be a dream either. So what? Christ’s statement of anger is the same as killing. Adultery in your heart is the same as sleeping with another man’s wife. If this complete experience is not a dream. A wild dream I wake up to someday and say wow to. Then I would say you need to change your ways. The path to humanity’s destruction. Whether it is through vaccination. Or computer controlled sterilization of the population. Or not allowing people to work or eat is evil. Change. Reviewing an old journal.
Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet earth 5.1billion old. From Talon 123, last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw Expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-7. 16 December 2016 earth date 5.1 to 5 variable on search billion years old Expeditionary Force number 123.
1. Subject: See content on Platform problem.
2. Subject: Everything in the future is gone.
. The old journals are gone. I searched for them and both the internet version and hard copy gone internet access gone for platforms that were and will be but are not in this present reality.
1. Not sure if they ever existed here or if I destroyed them after transmission.. The future horror stories are being reported online. And in groups called Mandela effect.
2. CO2 gas freezes much of Europe, the east coast of the United States and much of Africa’s coastline going 230 miles.
3. Team mate Rachel is gone. Last report mysterious alien invasion. Mind control with black box forcing people to live in cubes. Giants conquerors.
4. Another unknown source reports. That an asteroid hit earth with a population of 12 billion. Knocking down all buildings. When asked about bunkers, the answer to everything man-made was destroyed. When asked how she survived. Her answer: I don’t think I did.
People cannot ask me why? I mean, I have just told you that the future is dying out. That this is a past, and it seems bent on a last battle with the creator of realities. Why change? Is there stories after the last battle where Psalms 2 happened for a time? Yes. Do I know those stories? Yes. They are not happy ever after stories. People die. We all die. The horrible realities are already told to you. People not having children and humanity dying. Vaccination plagues from Britain. Wars and rumors of wars. Are there no suitable alternative stories? To be honest, even Star Trek teaches they keep on exploring after all their achievements. Why? They are looking for that part of them they lost when rejecting God. Surely some will find a path to God. I have a sad realization. When I reread the bible again and the answer along with the answer I was told by a fellow time traveler is no longer in the bible. Change is good. Walk away from evil. Believe in Jesus. Why? The end is coming
4 CHAPTER Reality
The reality of the end of time? Let me be honest. I wrote about pirates on my timeline. There I wrote to an audience. I had readers. I had. I had nothing to be honest. Thus I was a loner in a lonely world. So? The reality of things as I see them nowadays. Reality is what I write about, while I traveled back in time upwards from a reality spinning much faster than here. Say 1000 years for one cycle of earth around the galaxy. Now my memory is here to where earths are spinning 230 million years around a known black hole. I discovered reality is not so much what you believe it to be. What? Well. Thus if this entire story is not a bad pizza dream. Or somehow a mix up in medication or somehow I did not survive one of my many brushes with death. This would mean either I am a soul or a spirit wandering the universe or recently discovered in 2021. I could just be data. Not just one galaxy plural galaxies or and here is the point I will make soon enough. Your galaxy is brushing my reality for a moment in time. Say what?
So let me begin with the start of my story. I journal it to several locations. Most of which get censored or taken down. Or the computer has disappeared, or broken, or and here is the funny part. I am censored by my two best readers. AI and either FBI or CIA readers. Do I believe that? Sure. In 2018 I tired of writing on Facebook because no one was responding to my posts. So I went to https://www.minds.com/register?referrer=Talon123 . From Sept 29 2018 through January 4th 2020. I had 3.1 million views. Reality is my posts on Facebook blocked by the CIA, which controls that internet site? Pretty sure. What about Minds? They got funding from an FBI source and then my readers were gone. I lost 80 percent of my readers. Kind of weird, Sure. Correlation of my readership there went down. https://www.newsbtc.com/news/blockchain/overstock-com-vc-firm-invests-6-million-in-blockchain-powered-social-network/
https://www.cnn.com/2019/08/23/politics/patrick-byrne-maria-butina-fbi-relationship-cnntv/index.html
So back to the reality of what is happening and how it happened and will things change? What happened? Watch West world HBO. Reality those people placed in the freezer put into a simulated reality. Where their expectations changed about life. What? I know I am not who or what I should be. Why is that? I tried a lot. I lost a lot more. Example? Then in 2006 when my boss turned on me suddenly did not like me. Well, I went mad. I decided I could become a tycoon like any other person. I purchased 13 rental properties with 43 rental units within 9 months. The cash flow should have netted me after taxes 2300 dollars. What happened? Well. ISIS happened. Instead of paying HUD full rental price, they stiffed me for four months 20,000 dollars, which I covered. Then when I found out they were going to lower my rent price per tenant. And that the tenant was to cover the difference per a hearsay conversation on the phone. About a letter HUD said it would or did not send. That letter which I never received from HUD. In which I am told that the tenants were told to pay the difference already. It was too late for me to recoup the differences from the tenants after six months of arguing. I was already in 80k and before I could finish I lost 106k of my retirement money to freeloading renters. Sounds like a sob story. Sure is. Yet, I am telling you this to make you realize when I say they bribed the judges to cause problems. The truth more likely is they have been. You think the president of the United States executive power stifled? Sure looks like that to me. Ruled against by the same people that ruled on my bankruptcy. Shame,.
So is there justice? No.
There is Alice. (Raven) I have already talked about Alice elsewhere. Yet, the program or whatever that awoke me or started the process to awake me, I met elsewhere. What do I mean? Here Pirates of the Caribbean according to the internet got taken down in 2011. I remember playing the game in 2015.
And one day when I was writing my stories, one player seemed to take an interest. Then my computer sort of well hiccuped, I suppose, is the right answer. How or why? All I can say is whatever it was. It freaked me out. After arguing with it for two solid weeks, I left Facebook. That I gave up on playing pirates while being blind and with a bleeding stump. Meaning I could not walk. Because my missing left foot still bleeds. And I had nothing better to do then write pirate stories and play pirates was an ordeal for me. I went from Facebook to TSU and posted photos of flowers. Which is funny? Why? I no longer have a phone or thos photos. But somehow I had a phone in that reality and posted flower pictures for three months until TSU was defunct too. So back to pirates I went. Then April 19, 2016 happened. I think the reality of that world still makes me question reality here.
What was reality like? I noted the women were all regal. I would almost say beautified. What? Well. I love my wife and her doppelgangers Yet the journal entry that got the most comments was. I think I am in the great ass worlds. Everyone in Bolivia was pretty. The most notable beauty on television was Trump’s daughter when she was having a child, I believe. So? What did I do in these worlds? Well. Hillary Clinton was winning in the polls. Reason the regal worlds seemed more scared of the police than here. Being not from there, I was kind of that nut. My posts I think you can find a mention of it on Wandering mind through the multiverse. During that time. My soul was moving, I thought. At least passing from one earth to another back towards the center of the galaxy. Time did not seem to be an issue. All the earths are uniform in time according to the Internet. Do I believe it? Let’s be honest. According to memory. Because the journals are missing, I went all the way to 3,000 light years to the center of the galaxy. Where a massive black hole digitized some star supposedly 25,000 times the size of our sun. And the speculation was something else. Then my journal goes nuts. Meaning instead of one black hole, it became two. Then one massive one with a Sun the size of 26,000 times our sun eaten by the black hole. Then there were 10,000 small black holes. Then? Then I ended up on the Pegasus arm of the galaxy. You say none of your numbers are consistent. Neither is the trip I am traveling.
There I met a reality jumper, actually meeting quite a few. His statements and so forth got me interested in Jewish lore on fairies. And realizations that Jimmy Carter Area 51 most likely held more than space aliens. Such as what? During 2016 2017 giants from Afghanistan. Some fairies from a Russian forest, several types of witches, a few fallen angels. I am not sure about the angels. I know who I talked to. I could not confirm their stories. Still, the stories were interesting.
I already had my answers from a rabbi, and several pastors, and my shrink by this time. One said there was no other reality. The others said shut up or sound demonic. My shrink telling me I am living a past life got me upset enough that I proved a point to him. What point? Well. Let me be honest. You do not read books here. Books tell stories. Stories have meaning. Movies have meaning. So? Stories also have a power behind them. Let me say if I have at least enchanted you enough to read here I proved to him he was dead, not I.
So into a world where religion said I was evil. Let’s be honest. I do not think I could hurt a fly. I am not that type of person. Yet, the religious people concurred that what I was saying was evil. After a while they gave up on me. Me? I have hope. The bible has changed yet again. A story is emerging that I know was not in my reality. Like? I am pretty sure that if Peter in Acts spoke about the end of time having a blood moon I would have remembered it. And he would have said that by the end of time a blood moon would occur. My pastors would have informed me of that. I listen. I am sure that passage has changed. Just like time and reality. Meaning? Well, in October 2019 in some reality I was passing through the blood moon. I still had not re read Acts where Peter states that by the end of time a blood moon would occur. Meaning in my reality the bible did not have a blood moon in it. Maybe it did.. I doubt it.
Yet, it interested me enough to see what a blood moon was because this was like my 3rd or 4th one in several years. I went over and looked it up. The statements seemed rather factual, and the link said the next blood moon would be in 2035. Okay. No big deal to me. Now? New reality or different worlds. This year 2020, supposedly 12 full moons, 2 super-moons, and I look them up somehow. May 21, 2021 a blood moon will happen. Seems like 14 years slide by in a rather hurry. So what has that to do with Jewish lore? Well. There are many telling of the bible. The first part of specific and Jewish lore have several unique ideas. Like? The original sin was Eve having sex with Satan and the offspring being Cain and Abel. Puts an entire question on sin? Sort of. Yet, what got me even more was King Solomon’s travels. Say what?
The stories of King Solomon in Jewish lore change. He falls victim to one of his wives worshiping a false god. He loses grace in some. In others, they tempted him to have the daughter of a priestess of Baal as a wife or sexual partner. She asks for his sons for sacrifice. He says no. She says take these grasshoppers as your sons crush them on the altar as your sons. He does. And God kills all his sons from all his thousands of wives. Wild. In others, he attempted to challenge the king of demons without some ring God had given him. Some he gets thrown seven years away, ending up as a cook. Thus a temple which took 30 years to build in that reality accomplished by a doppelganger demon. Whose actions are the reason his son when asked about service when he begins his reign. And why? His son loses 10 of the tribes of Israel because the demon overworked the Israelite’s. Solomon in some stories gets back in three months. Thus in seven years, he has been a cook. In others he comes back with a wife he rescues from a tower with a flying carpet. In some he does not get back until he is ancient and dies creating some building. If you reread the lore enough. You get an idea that there is a different ending for each soul created in this reality.
So what is reality? It is a hologram. (Walter) Energy equals light. Nothing more. Meaning mass is light. Think plants which most life comes from. They made them from or with the molecules from chlorophyll. Light from chloroplasts which absorb energy as light. So instead of E=mc2. Energy equates to light. So? If this is just one large hologram. Reality is nothing more than a big screen television or home movie for whoever is watching? Say what? Read Job. Realization is humanity on purpose in life? Is to live life with merit. Or to serve God. It is more like our advanced avatar gaming pieces. In which he bets on you against whoever is playing the game of life with him or her.
Come now. I have just told you the goal or meaning of life. There should be something more than laughter. Or come now, reality is more than living life with merit. Or doing good, be well, or good, stopping evil? Nope. The plan is still to CHANGE. Be well or good. If not for this story, for your kids. IF not for your kids. For humanity. If not for humanity, for the realization that the end of times happened whether you like the events. It is a hard choice to swallow. Are there tests?? Sure life is a test. So reality is just one big game or test? Seems like the illusion is up. We live in a hologram. The aim is to be well or good. So do good.
In other realities the blood moon happens in 2035, and still others? The point being if they do not prepare you for a life of merit, rethink your priorities. Such as? Well, to be honest, an ex CEO of a major corporation. Now pushing a vaccination that changes your DNA and patented marked 666 might not be such a good idea. Living in states where they have removed the option opt out. And are demanding forced vaccinations again might be a time to move. Evil is here. Are they prepared? They have the money. They have the power. Do they have all the influence? Seems like a major part of the political structure is backing them. Is that good? It is good enough to move out of any state that they have control over.
Does not sound too hard, does it? The problem? Seems like the future realities. Or the realities that lived in a much faster cycle around the galaxies or universe are dying. And well. That would mean an end of time. Maybe all the bets are complete or done. Or God has flipped the channel or? And here is the sad part. The Borg might come for those into Science fiction. Or welcome to the Matrix. You only thought it was a movie. Did you?
What is funny? Realizing the madman in a dark room might tell you an authentic story? Or his points seem obvious everyone should be well or good or and here is the fact I told the shrink. Your star or sun here has been dead billions of years, more than the color it shows. Thus the mirror hiding this reality from the truth is coming down soon enough. How soon? Well, if the blood moon is right in Acts. In some realities, I suppose May 2021. https://www.tiny.cc/deadsunfall
Are there other options? Sure be good. Storm the castle meaning? I removed the corporation’s software from my computer. Linux is okay Yet the word processor hurts my eyes. Is this my chance to save humanity and tell people to use freeware? By removing myself from a potential threat to the umbrella corporation? Who knows? All I know in my world for 45 years, Vernon MacGee preached Zachariah with A, and was about nuclear war. And like MacDonald’s which signature hamburger was the Big Mac and where the bible said Zachariah was about nukes going off. Here there is a potential unproven vaccine. Being pushed by large corporations on people because of a virus that kills less than 2 in 10,000. Forcing them to decide. To take the mark or work has already been put out there by the umbrella corporation leader. To be anyone’s battery is like the movie The Time. Why give up life for enslavement to a corporation? Live life, be free. BE GOOD. And that awkward moment when I look for some hero and see my dog. I wonder. Nope, he still does not know his name.
The wild part of reality? Well. Closed time curved loop reality being real time travel for a soul. (Revelation 22) Time travel means that the creator makes the end and the beginning. What does that mean? God has control points where everything in this reality comes from. So? Imagine a movie or television. When God pulls the plug. The movie is over. When the lights go out. Thus this is when the question God gives to the rich. About what if you gain the whole reality or world but lose your soul for what comes into a question of reality? If there is nothing outside of God’s purpose. Thus a review of an old journal.
Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet earth 4.6billion old. From Talon 1 last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw Expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-7. 16 March 2017 earth date 4.6 to 4.3variable on search billion years old Expeditionary Force number 123. Subject: Removed.
Subject: Witches, fallen angel, fairies, and other oddities.
1. Earth’s destruction is happening. Yes, books are dangerous. They should be dangerous-they contain ideas.There appear to be more witches here.
2. Discovered a fallen angel. Course of action requested?
3. Fairies are moving to other realms.
4. Magi are seeking answers.
So a last battle where God already wins. Why? God has the remote to shut down reality. He is the beginning and ending of time. Will he do it? Let’s be honest in my reality. I expected the end of time to happen. Somewhere between 2069 and 2200 AD, I went back in time. To look at calendars changing. So that 2020 is an actual 2012 in the Ethiopian calendar. The Ethiopian calendar being the longest and oldest continuous calendar on earth Meaning the end of time for some cultures brings the reality back into focus. Time is ending. Time continues on page 39. I should at least show you one of the many journals I picked up along the way.
5 CHAPTER Journal
Date acquired after transferring to a world where werewolf was spelled warewolf - June 20, 2017. Report went to command details of his journal below. The journal contained ware - location instead of were - human. The journal had some interesting details on a program run in England during World War I.
When a class pisses you off. So you write the whole truth and nothing but the truth and see who believes you or not. https://www.futurelearn.com/courses/start-writing-fiction/17/steps/834013
Today’s change notice was that JCPenny is now called JCPenney. The difference? Chadean spell of removing letters seemed to indicate my world lost he e in some curse. From memory JCPenny would only allow virgin women to be employed. It was a humorous rumor that each woman was given a physical where some female witch would invite the woman to join a bult. The males were not involved. Why do I know. Witchcraft is something on sagittarius these days.
I am a time traveler. I have traveled to many worlds in a closed time curved loop. I often write about my experience online to the amusement of reality. I held six clearances in my life and was considered somewhat of a novelty. I am currently doing interviews online with some rather famous people. And have 3 presidential interviews under my belt since August 2020. Beyond that, I have heard of several realities about dying. And on March 28, 2020, I celebrated my 4.5 billionth birthday. My favorite food is space dried potatoes. And I often have been crazy by many Yet I can prove what I say. So it has offered me a ride in a UFO via a Frenchman. I have a testimonial written in Italian is found online. I am awaiting to see the end of the worlds. Meaning I have lived in several parallel realities. Oh, and I saw John Von Neumann’s last paper he wrote in May 1957 right before he died. What else? Fictional, I was a superhero? And I like drama movies? Thus I do not need to flirt with you. What will seduce you with my awkwardness?
So they consider the fun part about being a time traveler everything you write is fiction. Yet, to my knowledge, I was not a superhero. I dislike space dried potatoes. And I most likely will seduce no one with my awkwardness. All the rest are facts that are found in some realities and not in others I suppose. That is the issue with time, is it not. Time of a closed time curved loop traveler. I mean who cares if you say the Battle of Hastings happened in 996 when you know it happened in 1006 in some realities and 1066 in other realities? No one believes a word a time traveler says. And thus a whole story book of time travelers memories and no one cares because to them it is all fictional.
During my travelers I have had 11 journals so far about my time as a space time traveler. Not that anyone reads them. My one soul that has survived the most is prose. A wondering mind through the multiverse by Clinton R. Siegle. The problem? The person here was saying he was Clinton Siegle and forgot the R. So I wondered if he did not realize what the R stood for? OR and here the R does not get used. This is in his realities? Meaning? I am Clint Siegle. And I am Clinton Siegle. Thus in a future that no longer exists I am Clinton R. Siegle. I remember a heck of a lot of useless facts as a time traveler, the one that bothers me the most? What happened to Sketchers? Or MacDonalds stood for Big Mac and now it is McDonalds? Which means where did the Big Mac come from or was it here first and gone later? These are my issues, not yours. You are dead. Reanimated for a day or so for my spirit to go back and face God, I suppose. To think I failed yet again. At least there is something else to look forward to.
Useful details of a time traveler? Well? I suppose if I go back to hell I now know Shakespeare’s father was a glove maker, that he got buried in a church, married to Anne Hathaway, nowadays they even know where his house was and that his great grand kid held the home for two hundreds years after his death. I am not sure what that would do to me. I think they would call me a conspiracy nut. I mean we spent hours discussing in my reality: was Shakespeare one person or many? Was he an ambassador to Italy or some famous group of poets? Here all the facts are online and I suppose important to someone. Just not me. Details? I have pages of details. I think the word dilemna is the detail I wonder most about. No no you say spelled dilemma and I say for 45 years prior to 4.5 billion years spelled dilemna and since my reality died first but that is just it. My reality did not die first, it was just sped up. What do I mean? My earth was 6.5 billion years old. My galaxy was 377,000 light years in diameter. Earth population was 8.5 billion on April 19, 2016 plus 4.5 billion years. So? Well, according to some Nazi book, Time and Belief, because I saw it made it real.
Yes, reviewing my journals is not fun anymore. Why? Well, I remember what I wrote and what I read is not what I wrote. The latest? I purchased a television and was watching it. Big Screen words Daewood right there. Then a few days later, Daewoo. What a misspelling now. The freaking box says Daewoo. So? Well, I went back and read one of my many journals and now? Time has changed in the journal. Meaning? It is not my journal anymore. Instead of saying missing 2 billion people in 2016 plus 4.5 billion years it says 1.2 billion. Instead of a galaxy stating 377,000 light years in diameter it says 344,000 light years in diameter. The meaning? Some other poor lost soul wrote that journal and my journal? He or someone else has or had since those worlds are all dead. So? Just means journaling as a time traveler is a lot harder than one would expect. And those few people that read your online rants might think you are nuts or a very good fictional writer. Whichever the case, my journals now have items in it, I have no context to say yes or no. Which means I am a lost soul; I suppose.
How lost? Well, according to some, hell is not that far away. Meaning I am watching the time of tribulation. Mark of the Beast and so forth. (Revelation 13)
Why I write? It is cheaper than a shrink and more useful; I suppose. When I first awoke to my dilemna, I was a bit more vocal than my writing is. I felt kidnapped. Let’s be honest, they kidnapped me. I lived in hell and now I was moving backwards in time through a closed time curved loop which I did not know. Meaning? Deja vu. I wrote lots of wells before I did this again. I think whoever is in front of me is lazy. Well, that company purchased that company for 20 billion dollars less and 9 months later I wonder what the significance is? Why can’t I get to watch Resident Evil? The date keeps on getting pushed out. What is the meaning here where double stuffed Oreos now do not exist? If I have a photo of JcPenny store why is that location now JCPenney? What is the meaning for the extra e? Why does your cheese suck? I figured one out. Took me a while, but I figured one out at least. Why do I say a mirror weapon platform which is burning the railroad route for the railroad covers your star or sun? https://www.tiny.cc/deadsunfall Because it is and three fourths of the trees on earth are burnt up because of it. So? I do not know. They lost the detail of fiction to me. What was fiction is now real and what was real no longer exists?
My journal is my life experience and whether it is believed or thought of as fiction, who cares. What gets me is now I can’t even find my references anymore. What do I mean? I mean I wrote them down. I remember them. Now? Some other parallel me wrote about his experiences and they are not mine. It is like watching spliced films of say 1 billion hours or yours over 4.5 billion years but you only get 1 sec the first time around and then a day on the way back. And the story makes no sense. What do I mean? Example I got married in Idaho. We honeymooned in Seattle. Seattle in my world was 150 north of its current location and when I got lost on the highway and did not get off at the right exit my wife and I went right into Canada. It was a big deal in my reality because she was not a US citizen. We had to go through customs etc. Now? How does that work? Seattle is no where near Canada and that story which I wrote is in my journal somewhere but when I read the person journal here? He writes interestingly, but this is not me and I am not sure where he came from or where he is going. There are a lot of paths to hell these days and I am not sure where I have been. Is it worse yet or to expect something much worse?
So there I was a time traveler stuck in some bizarre world where Microsoft patents are 666. Richest man on this world states he wants to murder 80 to 90 percent of the world. When I read books here that were my favorite they screw up the main quotes that make or break the book. How can you screw a quote so bad that I stop liking a book? Bizarre worlds. I should clarify this one is not the worst by far but let’s be honest you seem more hostile towards me than I would expect. I mean, I am going to seduce you with my wit and charm. You know you will finish reading this story just to see if I am crazy or not?
Maybe I am and maybe writing a complete life story of a person who has lived 4.5 billion years visited many parallel realities and talked to demons, serial killers, been put in some rather weird government meetings, and would have enjoyed being a librarian or and here is the latest change. I wrote I would become a dishwasher instead of what I did. When I went back and read that line? They changed it to janitor? I was a janitor for a time. I did not like it. Thus the irony when I wrote dishwasher. Meaning? I wash plates in these realities and my wife rewashing because what I think is clean is dirty evidently.
What is my character like as a time traveler? Well, I am sort of a bear pirate. I am missing my right ankle from being a zombie for 17 days. And I missed my right foot for being a zombie for 8 days. I am missing my left eye and am going blind. Character? I sort of fear I might be one of those lost pirate teddy bears from Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer Island of misfit toys. What do I mean? I am fluffy. I also look like a pirate to some. Yet character? I am not sure I am noted for being a character I suppose. Not much of a bad one. I mean, I was not that much into money. I loved books. I should have stayed in a bookstore. Or maybe the library. One or the other. Awkward being a time traveling pirate teddy bear, I suppose. It was not what I had planned to do or be; you know. One day I was normal. The next you are Mandela affected is that he did not die in the 1990s. What he died in 2013. Sure. Whatever it is today, facts show that is the truth. Maybe I am a character in my novel. Lost teddy pirate on his way home to the land of misfit toys there and back again a pirate tale. Sounds kind of exciting. I think I would buy that. I wonder if anyone else would? Most likely I am going to be censored and no one will ever read this story, anyway. So I will have fun with it. I could not find Mandela Nelson dying in 1985 like I remember.
The time traveler was getting tired. It was after a few billion years of sleep he had caught up on in the past 4 years. That the closed time curved loop was ending and that the time of tribulation mark of the beast Revelation 16, Plagues Revelation 6, and other items were on the way just kind of phased the time traveler. (Revelation 13, Microsoft) The deja vu made him wonder, since he was not alone on or on this trip, what other people’s speculations were?
Why they thought one thing and the time travel, awkward accounting of time, mirror suns, the discovery of history changes made them sort of lost souls. Maybe that is it after all. Maybe all Mandela effected people are lost misfit toys? It would make sense with the Zachariah changing to Zechariah. Army melting to zombie land here and now. The question made the time traveler realize he needed to get dressed up better. Meaning if he dies in these clothes thinking that zombies are real, would he want to be caught dead in a yellow sweatshirt? Sweat versus sweet? You eat sweat treats for Halloween while you sweet beets during the week. He wonders if he is nuts or if the whole rhyming mystery and time was playing a cruel joke on him? After all, why is MacDonald’s Big Mac not a Big Mc?
The time traveler looked back at his last attempt to write a journal. I had read it over 3,000 times and 182 thumbs up. He wondered if the thumbs up were all from misfit toys? I mean, who else would notice? Who would want to believe that they are just reanimated dead things playing an enormous story of God or the matrix if John Von Neumann’s last paper was correct?
Who would want to know that God forsakes whole realities leaving copies of people you loved so close to the one you knew or who is to replace them that if they would not know the story by heart you would not know the difference that hey who the heck are you? What did we do in Seattle if we did not spend 3 hours in costumes getting you back from Canada? To realize that the end of time is the beginning of time is sort of misnomer I suppose. Imagine getting to heaven and not even knowing anyone. Everyone will have complete distinct realities and stories and instead of 1 father or mother where Jesus says 100s you realize that all these fathers and mothers not a single one of them might have actually been yours. In reality it is kind of a spooky conclusion. Who wants to know this? Not a teddy pirate, that is for sure.
What does a time traveling teddy bear pirate do? That is a significant question. At first I was planning on getting even. I said I lived in hell, right? Well, hell is a much softer world than here. Meaning? Well, my body was pretty broken. My sinus cavity looked like a sponge had been ripped apart. Meaning? Well, my skull did not have a bone behind the eye and my cavity of a sinus caused me no end of pain. And the person, or should I say people, that smashed my sinuses I know and keep dips on to this day. So?
Well, fair game. They got away with evil. I at first felt I should have that right too. Don’t you know? I mean imagine if you were afraid of someone and knew them enough that you know where they buried the bodies. Now you have a body that you can smash through a wall with if you like and the other main characters in your life don’t have a clue that let alone do I recall their evilness I still hate their guts to the very core of reality and back enough to have done something so evil that it might be my fatal flaw. What? Let’s be honest, as a pirate most of my friends claimed to be witches. And I am awkward enough to learn that joking around with the eye of the net can cause them to be rather unique situations meaning? Well, spells were not considered real and reading books? What you find there are or where or are secrets that often a teddy bear pirate should not read.
What is reading? Spelling? What is spell craft? Let’s be honest, a misfit teddy bear pirate thought that all reading was something fun. Who would have thought Ron Hubbard’s realities were real? Who would have realized that the book of revelations talked about the richest man on earth as one of the beasts? So? Well, curses are a bit more complex. That I used one, and it works is awkward. Why? I sort of bound my soul to watching the destruction of the system of things. (Various)
Why would you be so small? Well, it was sort of a simple spell and who believes witches? Or since it was out of the bible that something like this could happen? Sure not a misfit toy teddy bear pirate. Here I am and here you are and well. It works to an extent. I now know the horrible deaths of all my enemies in my hell. It is not a good death. They got burnt up by the x rays of the universe which was kind of hard to swallow. What do I mean? I write. On Cosmofunnel, one of my poems before all this happened. I talked about how on that earth on the outer edge arm of Sagittarius that earth was stepping outside of the galaxy and was going to be fried for the next 7 to 12 years. I thought little of my jump at first, but earth was never near the outside edge of an arm again and the fate of all my enemies is quite clear to me. So? Well, dearie, with a great story there is always a great price. What do I mean? People talk about selling their souls for power, fame or riches? I sort of went the other way.
What do I mean? Well, I told you I am in a gated community. That I have not been outside for years. My warden sort of knows my every move one would suspect something happened to the teddy bear pirate. But no. I get out all the time. No. Maybe I could escape my captors, I doubt it. I am here stuck writing this absurd story in a noon lit room freezing in South America of all places. Meaning? My world La Paz, Bolivia, was 73 degrees and never snowed. My clothes were warm enough. I still have the same clothes. The question is how in the world is South America freezing enough that there is snow? Now in Bolivia?
Why am I in Bolivia? I ran away from home. I told you I was a misfit toy after all. And toys want to see the world. Have an adventure and maybe find the book of a lifetime or romance. Like I said awkwardly I am a misfit. Anyhow, here I am lost in the dark writing this story. Should I be interested? In one night, I am going through two weeks of classes. For what reason? Just because life is like that. I wonder. Is a second here which is billions of years where I was at even real?
What will the higher level of reality look like after all to a misfit toy? What happened to all the souls that came before me and through this reality? Are they good? Are they bad? Sometimes I wonder about myself. Am I going to see the end of the worlds and the last judgment or am I going to skip it somehow?
6 CHAPTER Time
Time, or to be specific, the end of time. Why is it I have heard of time ending elsewhere? CO2 clouds freezing realities. Cloud killing everyone on the east coast, much of Europe and Africa? Time. I tried to study time. Thus outside of Anderson Time Institute for reading material. Along with several books on math, mirrors, and alternative thoughts about time.
Time study does not happen that much. Meaning? Well, I did a quick search today. Today the equation here is Time variation = -7.655 sin d+ 9.873 sin (2d+ 3.588). Thus where did the day of the year and the resulting value is in terms of minutes of variation? So? All which tells you where you will watch time passing on earth. Sort of lost me. Why? Well. Yesterday the equation was different. Meaning it said something like this if energy is a mass which is usually made of light, multiplied by light cubed.
Time is movement of the frequency of a light individual within the space given. Meaning? Each person, each object has its own time. Laugh all you want. This is what John Von Neumann’s final calculation showed. In May 1957, the same month he published the paper. Meaning in some reality out in a real future. That no longer exists. When he lived until May 1957. There is a paper locked up in Princeton. Which shows some calculation predicting the outcome of chaos.
What did he discover? There was no such thing as chaos. Everything. Meaning even my writing of this story predicted and written out somewhere. Sort of like the Matrix. Specifics, he calculated everything will happen according to a plan. Say what? Well. There is a God. He tells the plan, and the plan follows. When that plan or story does not get accomplished or followed out, he laughs. Specific in Psalms 2, where he sees Kings trying to break the bonds of his story. His laughter I described elsewhere. It is not fun to watch the undoing of time.
Examples? I gave? Watching military persons running to their stations. Following secret codes in their minds. Only their minds swapped so instead of firing some secret weapon. They make coffee. Or a secret agent plugging in a copier that fires an automated system. And that is supposed to take all human response time out of the equation. Only the wires rewired. And instead of firing a billion dollar weapon. The copier prints out some spreadsheet with way too many numbers on it. Or where? Someone trained their minds to follow a certain path.
Well, somehow a bucket of water misguides the path, ending in a sort of ridiculous situation. If you watch their plans fall apart enough with God’s laughter you wonder which is more insane. Me as the storyteller. I’m listening to me repeat this story. Which I wrote out online on Cosmo funnel only to have the story censored once more. Sure someone could fight. Sure. The German timeline fought and lost by winning. The complete mechanical non-automation systems work. Yet, when God withdraws to see what reality would be like for those people there.
Instead of a Utopia. They created their own sex slave hell of sorts. Why? My memory is vague. Yet, once a perverted society. Meaning once perverted, always a perverted society. Thus, without God to change their reality or force them to repent and change their ways? They degenerated into a society that lasted some 368 years. And then? Chaos and evil go hand in hand. War is evil. Or insane. Most likely both.
When I first started seeing these examples, I wrote them out. There were ten generals tasked specifically for the war. To try to undo the story Or what is considered breaking God’s bond or story in Psalms 2.
I wrote much about three general plans. From a space fleet of 10,000 matching heaven. Being eliminated down to less than three percent of the force. The force fleeing and then nuking their own worlds. To a bizarre idea of enslavement to sex planets. Where sodomy and other evils happened. So God instead destroyed those worlds with little thought. To see the secret plans laid out by a general across the universe. That I got stuck on some other general’s plan. By mind swapping me to some reality. Where I was writing about how earth was to step outside the galaxy. Then that world was to fry for seven to twelve years in 2013 makes me wonder
What do I ponder? Seems obvious to me. When I started my journals about my journey, I had not heard of the Montauk project. Then, doing research into the Montauk project, the bible changed. What changed? Christ’s statement that the enemy came in the night and sowed weeds among the seeds. Say what? Evidence in some realities using Anderson described satellites to slow down time. Realities could see God’s stories and change the outcomes.
Meaning? I gave examples. Bayer bought Monsanto for 22 billion dollars less that weekend after I began this experience. Did they know about the loss of the law suit beforehand? Then what CNN news said in my reality in May 2016 plus or minus billions of years from now. Is that reality gone now? Well. If each outcome can change, the outcome could also?
That is the sadness. In all my realities, I do not see where everyone agreed to be good, walked away from evil and well were good. I wonder or ponder what would happen?
There is no question about what is at stake. My soul, your soul, existence of reality if God gets tired pulls the plug. Or he wants to see what a corporation would do with humanity. That awkwardness of realizing that enslavement. Either to one God or a corporation is not something I was planning on doing in 2016 plus or minus billions of years.
Why plus or minus billions? Well. My journals concur I lived for a time on an earth where the internet stated the age of the earth was much older than here. Some of my memories in my journal specific dates. However, along with the memory of arguing with a Science teacher that su earth was not so old. Why would I argue? I am a troublesome person to live with. Imagine someone tells you a story that hey, the mountain moved today. Realization that I am or might be mad is real. Realize you all might be dead a long time ago. Because the color of your sun dead red, not yellow is so awkward.
So people are dead? To me? I watch people wander the streets. And think about the days of the television program “Walking Dead”. The straight walking path usually taken and less bunching up? Now it seems with the masks and all too close together. Who knows? I know I am not writing this in my native language anymore. Time wise I am unsure what language Yet God created the eyes to see and ears to hear. Meaning? I watch television. Programs that said one thing now, say something else. Specific program: the American Ninja Warrior. Instead of matching the English words with the lip movement. The entire conversation takes place and the lips keep on moving.
So what does this mean? Change folks. Believe in Jesus. BE good. The only way of getting out of this mess is through a doorway of belief in Jesus Christ. Repenting and seeing what the next level of this game of life is about. Think the inciting events are already here. Corporations announcing vaccination cryptocurrency to tie your minds into a computer system. God’s book tells you they will not feel pain from a scorpion bite. Plague, the coming world war, famine already in Africa, and other natural disasters. I ponder the key event is you need to change because you want to be human. I hope not some Borg. And not some battery like The Time movie. Thus not some robot that can withstand scorpion bites. Think. Think would you want to be a slave to a corporation? A corporation that puts humanity under lock down? Either over a lie or a truth in which they released the virus?
Either way, possibility is that they started? Think covid-19 vaccine patented in England in November 2019. (Various) Seems rather odd? Covid release in China in December.
Scientologists should listen to their movies. The Christians should listen to their bible. And the anarchist should listen to the idea that corporations are evil here. Thus the potential that the end of time is being brought to you by a corporate sponsor is absurd yet? Could be the truth.
Why do I care? I have the awful feeling I have been here before. Deja vu. I ponder or think about most movies and authors of movies. Most likely wrote some scenario of their reality. And proof it exists. We are living with them. What is my plan? Change. Repent. Believe in Jesus. Will that save me? I have wild dreams. I would not believe them as a child. How could I be so evil in my nightmares? I was not this way. I will not be that way. Those dreams where I would wake up with blood in my mouth I thought were horrible. I think or wonder if this is not somehow a dream.
Were all my dreams real? It explains a lot of who I meet during my life. It would explain a lot of where I got promoted to during my career. Those were awful dreams. Is it real still if this is not the dream? I need a plan. Change reality. BE good. Believe in Jesus. Simple. I am not asking you to do evil. Be good. Save yourself. I am too evil; you say. Listen, if this is not some real bad pizza dream where I have somehow lived for all these years in. Then time is ending. You do not want to go forward in time. That is already dead. This is the past. Maybe this moment in time is that last moment to believe in Jesus and change. Change.
Change how? No war. Stop talking about war. Put that money into feeding people. Change how? Tax corporations. Why is it that out of 3 or 2 trillion dollars? Some 96 percent of the money went to corporations while citizens got 4 to 5 percent? When you look and realize. That the United States budget taxation is 93 percent supported by the US citizen. With 7 percent by corporations? Why give money to corporations? And why are they not paying back 2.9 trillion dollars? Thus why are the citizens paying for golf fees for corporations? Change how? Break up the corporations. Where is Teddy Roosevelt saving the US of A? How long has new technology sat in the patent office not used?
Thinking about people before profit is not a cheap saying. Without people, there is no profit. Without people, there is no creativity. The ideas of all could change the world. Yet, the people make the profit and make reality worth living. Change how? Be GOOD. Simple, BE Good.
Why? The Bible fulfilled. Earthquakes, volcanoes, wars, rumors of wars, to name a few. To continue plague, famine, the sun melting armies. Here riots, looting, zombies, now in Zechariah, hailstones the size of rocks, grasshoppers. The coming evils are nothing to laugh about. The story is fulfilled if you do not repent, turn from evil, do good, and believe in Jesus. Why? Thus the future is dead. The first will be last. And the last will be first. Meaning? If I was on an earth 6.5 billion years into a future. That would be my first time making it. And this being the past? If this is the past. And I am telling you it is. Then the end might have already occurred. This is your second time through this film or more or light show since everything is light. Or a hologram film that played until God’s story was done right. It would explain a lot about time and deja vu.
Sure there is a better plan? How about somehow storm heaven? I have seen that plan more than once. Humanity without someone directing humanity to do good. Becomes evil. The rich are those greedy enough to want to steal the little a poor person has for what purpose? The poor need to eat too.. Fight God? I am sure that has happened and failed. What about the mark of the beast? (Revelation 13, Microsoft)The mark of the beast changes humanity into slaves to corporations. Not allowed to reproduce. (Revelation 13, Microsoft) Physically paralyzed to force you to purchase this medicine or that? Discrimination not allowed food or work without being nonhuman? Sounds like something evil even most people would recognize. Review of an old journal.
Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet earth 4.4 billion old. From Talon 123, last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw Expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-7. 16 April 2017earth date 4.6 to 4.4 variable on search billion years old Expeditionary Force number 123. Subject: Platform used failed.
Subject: The sun?
1. The sun has gone from yellow to bright burning white. https://www.tiny.cc/deadsunfall
2. Discovered that Katrina happened in 2003 original memory. Here in 2005 a mirror placed to cover the sun at 340 closer to 450 miles above earth’s orbit.
3. To hide Planet X which showed up in 2014 photos original date and time.
4. Photographs well documented on google search Fallon, Montana and look up into the sky. https://www.tiny.cc/deadsunfall
The end of battles plural is upon humanity. The first earth’s plurals are watching the end of times on this branch of the tree of life. Sure, I jest. No. Gods pruning the branches. December 12, 2017 nukes hit Hawaii in some realities. In early 2016 something hit earths so hard that every single structure collapsed. Bunkers skyscrapers to one-story buildings, everything the lady said. What about my reality? Why did I swap out? Secrets. I ponder or think that is a resolution. There are secrets.
7 CHAPTER link to wonderland
https://endertalon.blogspot.com/2021/03/german-timeline.html
https://endertalon.blogspot.com/2021/03/the-death-of-us-all.html
https://endertalon.blogspot.com/2020/08/a-journal-throughout-time.html
People laugh and say we would never read you.
Ender Talon is walking down a street when he notices a new bookstore. The sign hanging over the door “Enter the Magical Bookstore of Mirror Realities”. Thinking this would be of interest, he went in. To his surprise, an Owl perched behind the sales counter. Not thinking much about it, he went looking around. Searching for this is that book that might interest him.
He found “Mirror realities and their gateways” by Sir Richard Francis Burton. He knew the name. He just could not place it at that moment. Thinking something that a noble wrote about might be fun, he previewed the first page.
What you are about to read will change your life. Are you sure you want to continue? Well, that's an opening hook for a book, thought Ender.
He added it to his side and continued to read through the shelves until he came upon the most odd book. It was one of a kind because opening he saw it handwritten and filled with news clippings and what looked to be references to hyperlinks to stories references by the writer Clinton R Siegle. The title page “The wondering mind through the multiverse”. It was a catchy title, so he added it to his side along with the other book.
Then he found himself in a shelving area where there were maps. Now this was exciting. The maps according to titles listed some most interesting places and seemed rather detailed from Ender’s memories of reading stories about the land of Oz and Wonderland. He found one with a collection of different themed stories he loved as a child. The author Claw the pirate made him laugh. Wondering how on earth a person could use that? Then again, he supposed they could use pen names in any manner of fashion.
With these three books, he went back to the entrance. He set the books down and looked for someone to ring him up. The owl hopped down from his perch and was about to touch the books. Ender said, “Ah?”
And the owl replied, “That will be seven gold pieces, please.” Now this was earth and talking owls were something new to Ender. His shock must have registered something on the owl’s face.
The owl said ” First time here I see?” To which Ender was a bit taken back. For this was his first time hearing an animal outside of parrot talk. Ender replied, “Um, yes, and who are you?” The owl sort of fluffed his feathers and said, “Mr. Whoo, at your service. I own the place.”
Ender was wondering? What seven gold pieces were valued in dollars? He pulled out his Mastercard. Ender said, “I was wondering if you take Mastercard?” Mr. Whoo looked at the card and at Ender.
Mr. Whoo said “So, you are not a normal person are you?” Now this was something to think about for Ender. Because as far as he knew, he was as normal as could be. If some might be wrong with him, abnormal or below normal for most people. Ender’s expression must have registered something with Mr. Whoo. who then went to a book, opened it up and looked through several pages.
“Well, according to time and space, light currency money exchange would normally be 2100 dollars. However, that is with inflation for the time you were living in to that time of it being written. Which does not seem fair? So, according to time travel placement of the books and you seemly not normal way of just entering my store Willie nellie the first book original sold for 8 pounds English which is in today’s dollars 24, the second sold original for free to a person who picked up a personal diary of one of the few Mandela Effected people to survive the movement of souls to the eighth realm of reality however I paid two books worth 10 dollars and need a profit so I will sell it to you for 12 dollars, and the maps book?” Mr. Whoo looked it over. He appeared to be thinking for a moment. Then said, “I will sell it for a storybook of yours once you get back from some of these places or for 16 dollars?”
Now Ender was thinking. He was off to go to cooking school And traveling to anywhere was not in his plans at that present moment in time. So, spending 42 dollars on what he had expected to spend 24 to 18 was a bit more than he had planned on at that moment in time. However, this being a mystery that he did not remember having special powers to speak to animals nor wanting to miss out on the stories he thought must be in the books he pulled out his cash. He paid the money and said, “Mr. Whoo, may I ask where I am? I thought I was walking the streets of Bozeman, Montana and I am no longer anywhere near there?”
Mr. Whoo chuckled with a reply “Sir, you are where you think you are, however, who or what or how you got to this shop is mysterious to me as your shocked face was to me when you heard me speak.”
Ender wondered for a moment. And thought before leaving. “May I look around once more, because if this is not a dream there were books here I wanted but just felt like not touching at that moment because they looked too expensive and I am curious about what I might miss out on?”
Mr. Whoo replied, “Why certainly, sir.” And with that went back to his perch, leaving Ender to wander the shelves once more. He went back to where he had seen the book titled “The true ending of two of the daughters of the House of Romanov”.
Ender picked up five more books of various interests and went back. Mr. Whoo was excited and added everything up to 83.50 this time, and Ender asked for a card or street directions back. To which Mr. Whoo chuckled with the reply, “When you least expect it you will find me again, sir.”
And with that Ender left the bookstore and found himself close to Baucus, his favorite of all you can eat soup and bread cafe in downtown Bozeman.
What has this to do with that? Simple. Imagine everything I wrote like this attracting millions of readers once upon a time. Welcome to my ghost story. Skip to Chapter 9 if you are not interested in reality. Otherwise some pretty scary and interesting factoids. Skip to Chapter 18 if you want more of this and less of reality. Say what there are only 8 chapters in the book.. shhh.. we all have secrets my dear.
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9 CHAPTER Secrets
Secrets? What on earth secrets do you have? You have written close to a million words in journals, blogs, poetry. What secrets? Time travel is real. Laugh with me. So you say. This is not the first time I have been here. Your body has always been here. And I have read your posts before. You have gone nowhere. Laughing, I point out that the tree moved today. So? I do not recall walking through trees in my reality. You are mistaken. Shakespeare was a mystery. His grave, that his father was a glove maker. His wife’s name was Anne Hathaway.
Where he lived, or buried, all were unknown in my reality. The discussion was if he was one man or a group of writers. The discussion in my Advanced English and British literature. What made a group come together to write? Sounds more like you are gaining information from these realities. What else? Your sun is dead red and hidden by a mirror here since 2003 or later. What? I am telling you a secret that is here in this reality that you should know.
So the sun is dead. So what? That a sun is dead means this reality is much, much older than 4.5 billion years old. How much older? A red sun means somewhere between 10 to 20 billion years of age. Humanity has not slowed down reality to be 10 or 20 billion years old. Reality is real? You have West world on HBO where reality played out at a much faster rate. For the amusement of the viewers in the quote actual world. What is so hard for you to grasp of parallel time traveling visitors? Coming back through your worlds, telling you to change?
What travelers? Of course you think I am the only one seeing these changes? And what few people do or say these days is talk about the changes. Secrets and changes within words, history, geography, people’s souls, to name a few. Or brand names. Along with television programs and languages. This is to name another few changes and secrets.
I already told the story of discovering the Montauk project. Where they stole souls from heaven. Putting them in positions that were hell enough that when they visited heaven. They did not find their souls in the book of life.
The farther back in time I go, the more people are getting into heaven. Why? A stolen soul put in hell. Judges bribed to destroy his life, his career. His Facebook friends, witches, magicians, fairies. You do not know these people if you have small gonads. Think reality or the God of Justice is setting things straight. Where is the rest of my earth? How come or why am I one of nine that I know of from my original group still writing? Gonads? And I doubt that. I prayed. Thus I am not mean. Because I do not have a mean bone in my bones. In yet? Prayer. Christ, give you the best advice. Pray for your enemies. Bless them, that curse you. I still am awaiting to see something done. Will I see it in this lifetime? Thus I am stuck in a freezer every night and moved from one reality to the next makes me question my answer.
The mystery is all Mandela affected people are time travelers. Some go to their original bodies for judgment in their day of judgment. Some go to other realities to relive life. Where they should have died a long time ago. And is being reanimated for a day for the soul to go through once more back to their original bodies. Why? John Von Neumann’s last paper written will show there was no such thing as chaos. Meaning whether on this earth or on an earth some 10 to power of 193 or 200 created by man. Christ’s statement that God said let the weeds and seeds grow up together. And at the end will separate the good from the bad, is happening and is forthcoming. What do I mean? I have seen war, famine, and potential plague. And I have heard of planets burnt with CO2. These are the days of the last judgment. Thus I have seen the mark of the beast corporation presented as a vaccine. And no pastor preaching against.
I realize now. A question is why I had questions about when the temple gets built. Was it in three, seven, 35, or 70 years per each Bible’s verses? Those years represented how far down into hell they had placed me. Does that mean I get a pass into heaven? I do not know. I am fearful. Because the unknown is reality.
What does a writer do? I did not buy popcorn. I do not have pizza. To watch the mystery of the end of the time of tribulation and realize outside of prayer there is not much I can do is. Well, it’s wild. I feel vague I should do more. Writing more? I write. Few people read. I am censored. So I write even more. My computer breaks, taking with it 100s of writings. So I removed the corporation’s software. Who wants to be part of destroying humanity? A key event to come? There are how many blood moons will have or happened in 2035 is now May 2021. This is the actual end of 2012 happening now between September 19 through the 8th of 2020., I am excited to see the end of things. Whether I am a garbage can which means destruction. Or someone caught in someone else plans and did wrong throughout his dreams. I do not know. I repent. Does that mean anything? Demons know Jesus’ name and tremble. I ponder or think or wonder. I wander. My soul at stake. I suppose the secret is your soul is at stake too.
There it is, a secret, and I am telling you about it. Believe in Jesus. Stop evil. Should make sense with the inciting events of today and in this age. Stop wasting time. Believe in Jesus Christ. So do good. Seems like deja vu or a repeating record.
So God secret? The bible never changed here. Yet, for those traveling through the bible, changes are enormous. How so? Zombies in Zechariah. Changing an old story about the melting river of blood that reached a horse’s bridle in Zachariah. Lion laying down to Wolf among the sheep. Ability to walk away from evil even if they built you to be evil.
A third of those going to heaven will go through a fire that will wash their own clothes in blood. What is the plan of action? For me? I am repenting of new sins I learn about. Were they sin in my reality and I just did not read the bible right? I do not know. Someone will partially block, sort of like Acts where Peter says blood moon and sun out. I knew the sun part. The moon part? That was not part of anything I read or heard in my reality. So? Repent, believe in Jesus.
There is my big secret to escape the end of the time of tribulation? To be honest, I think I have to go through this part again. Why? I am neither cold nor hot. Evil or Good. How so? It is my opinion I failed. I should have been able to pray more. Or rely on God more. Or? A failure in this life and in all the parallel lives I have lived so far. I thought I would wake up one day. Have my career, my business, my foot back, my eyesight back, a lifestyle that comprised a bit more than this? This is okay. It is better than my childhood. Still, in my childhood I had a library. Here I have a screen and all the imaginary friends that accept pirates’ friends invite. A time traveler journal through time after all needs someone to read its secrets. Like?
The Czar had two daughters that survived their ordeal. Or cloning has been available for some time now. Or time travel? Allowing you to make your own reality. An example in a closed time curved loop that can make you believe that the present is the past. And living one day can show up on the Internet like millions, even billions of years having passed by. Or what else? Secrets that, like Solomon’s statement, they have done every tale under the sun’s last judgment day before. That this story has been told before. Or the eyes can see and ears can hear.
Yet, I do not believe I am speaking or writing or reading my native language anymore? Say what? I read. I read old books that I enjoyed. They have changed. For the better? Not evil seems more real here. There is a quote used to make the book. Here the quote in the book is not there. Sort of like “Life is like a box of chocolates.” This life was like a box of chocolates. Meaning? I am late to my body’s day of judgment. Someplace yet for me to visit or go to.
Secrets? That you are living this moment in time. Reliving it one last time. Repent. That seems like deja vu. Sure is. If someone from the dead comes a calling or writes a post and you have read this far. Whatever secrets I have are not as many secrets as this place. Be good. Change. Change is the biggest secret of all. Think do not become a puppet on some corporate strings.
I can see my secrets did not even stir your interests. So a few more. All those Mandela affected people are passing through your reality. Once believers in Christ and now? Warm soup? Vomited out of God’s mouth? I do not know. I know that nowhere here in the bible does not require the temple to be built for Christ to return to the bible. Which is news to me? Think. What else? Everyone that you listen to stories. Ask and see if they tell the same story. If not? A soul is not a body. As a body is not a soul. Think. Do not become a puppet on some corporate string. Do not trade your soul for an illusion that is gone once God’s last judgment day comes. Think.
What is the danger? WO2020060606 - CRYPTOCURRENCY SYSTEM USING BODY ACTIVITY DATA. Question is this the mark of the beast patent number from a corporation. Whose ex CEO people should be vaccinated-upon. Governors in states. New York, California, Montana, Washington, Oregon, Michigan. All saying not to open until a vaccination is available. All proposing that the vaccine needed. The owner of this patent also owns the covid-19 vaccine and if you look into it, gave it to the Canadian lab for the Chinese students to steal.
So God secret? The bible never changed here. Yet, for those traveling through the bible, changes are enormous. How so? Zombies in Zechariah. Changing an old story about the melting river of blood that reached a horse’s bridle in Zachariah. Lion laying down to Wolf among the sheep. They built the ability to walk away from evil, even if you are to be evil. A third of those going to heaven will go through a fire that will wash their own clothes in blood. What is the plan of action? For me? I am repenting of new sins I learn about. Were they sin in my reality and I just did not read the bible right? I do not know. Something will partially block Acts where Peter says blood moon and sun out. I knew the sun part. The moon part? that was not part of anything I read or heard in my reality. So?
Repent, believe in Jesus. Speculation is my big secret to escape the end of the time of tribulation? To be honest, I think I have to go through this part again. Why? I am neither cold nor hot. Evil or Good. How so? It is my opinion I failed. I should have been able to pray more. Or rely on God more. Or? I am a failure in this life and in all the parallel lives I have lived so far. I thought I would wake up one day. Have my career, my business, my foot back, my eyesight back, a lifestyle that comprised a bit more than this? This is okay. It is better than my childhood.
Still, in my childhood I had a library. Here I have a screen and all the imaginary friends that accept pirates’ friends invite. A time traveler journal through time after all needs someone to read its secrets. Like? The Czar had two daughters that survived their ordeal. Or cloning has been available for some time now. Or time travel? Allowing you to make your own reality. In a closed time curved loop that can make you believe that the present is the past. And living one day can show up on the Internet like millions, even billions of years having passed by. Or what else? Secrets that, like Solomon’s statement, every tale under the sun is complete. That this story was told before. Or the eyes can see and ears can hear.
Yet, I do not believe I am speaking or writing or reading my native language anymore? Say what? I read. I read old books that I enjoyed. They have changed. For the better? Not. Meaning where I remember a quote used to make the book worthwhile it is not there. Sort of like “Life is like a box of chocolates.” This life was like a box of chocolates. Meaning? I am late to my body’s day of judgment. Someplace yet for me to visit or go to. They patented the vaccine in England in November 2019. To be good is not enough. Flee? The Jewish leadership is suggesting that. Stop using the corporation’s software? I switched to Linux. Stop purchasing anything associated with the voice paying and sponsoring this evil? Yes. Pray for him?
Yes. The bible speaks. Christ says. “For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for my sake and for the gospel will save it. What does it profit a man to gain the entire world, yet give up his soul? Or what can a man give for his soul?” A soul is for eternity, while an illusion is for just a moment in time. And believe me as a time traveler, time is a lot longer than a moment. Is that all the plan I have? I write. Me and my two readers write to other people. Do they change their ways? I don’t have a clue. I can hope and pray. What is the eventual plan? I am already dead if I am in the closed time curved loop. If I understand how the spirit or soul ripped from a body using a super collider. So. Asking, praying, changing my spending, moving outside those areas.
Yes. Is the ultimate plan going to help? Thus the warning is to be good. Change your ways. There is always hope. Is the hope worthwhile? That is the black moment in this secret tale. For both the evil ones, good and lukewarm soup. If they burn the future up. And the present is all I have. There is no going back. The loop of the closed time curved loop has broken or burnt up. So? It is heaven or hell. An illusion given. That dream of control over an illusion world. It might be in the book of Being and Time written out in the context if you did not know the difference. Then what difference does it make? Investigating an older journal.
Last of the ten general reports Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet changing.
10 CHAPTER Change
Secrets are changing. I have a tale to tell. There is over one race or species of human on earth. The Bible, Torah, and Koran all agree upon that. Just like that secret. The letter S removed or taken from earth’s known to those passing through these worlds today. Some call Mandela affected. Other’s time travelers are looking into a different aspect of lives not lived.
So races there is the Jewish lore about Adam and Lilith. Their backs attached, and they bickered before God. Why? Rumors Lilith was in love with a captured race. Demons. What? For that race, look into the Koran. The jinn were at war with angels for a long time. Their galaxy had collided with the galaxy of Gods. The letter S is there for plural. The demons submitted and were allowed into heaven.
God then gave the title of angel to one of their princes. I believe it was Death. So Death and Lilith conspired to separate Adam and her. So she could part ways. God separated them. Put Adam and Lilith in the garden of Eden.
She left. God saw Adam upset. Sent some angels to bring her back. She did not love Adam. Once caught, made a deal with the angels and never went back to Adam. First part of Genesis.
God saw Adam was all alone. He created 50 or 60 or 70 golems or clay animations to help with Eden. He did this in front of Adam and gave Adam a wife there. Adam rejected her after seeing how she got made. Second story of Genesis. Then God put Adam asleep for a time. How long? I do not know. He took a rib from Adam and made Eve. Third story in Genesis. Thus creating at least three races on earth in the Jewish, Koran, and Bible.
Now. God puts Watchers or other angels on earth. They got bored and had sex with well. The second race or golems called the daughters of man, not Adam. So at least four races? Well, here is the sad part of Jewish lore and history. The original sin. One would say it was taking a bite out of a fruit or a fig. Is that not true? Again Jewish lore comes in. The original sin was Satan, seducing Eve and sons. She has two sons, Cain and Abel.
If you check, you will see in King James that Seth was the first son of Adam. So let me see there are four races plus Cain and Abel and their descendants. Counting brings to six races right off the bat in the book of Genesis. Kind of a lot of races. To follow or say how many? So now. The earth’s plural. They all existed along for thousands of years while taught war by angels. So the giants of which there were many were eating human species up. I supposed to hear the story: earth had all its trees eaten up by those living there. Sadness. I love trees.
So God sends a flood. Noah gets to build an ark. Which he does. And the flood comes. Now here is some mystery to the story. In the Jewish lore, the king of the Giant’s Og was the rainproof tarp for that ark. Say what? Well. There are Noah and his family. The king of the giants of which Moses kills some years later. Sounds wild, I know.
So here are the parts of the stories untold to King James readers. That Lilith survived and had children, too. That the king of the giants survived. For he ruled in the Canaan area until Moses came along and cut off his ankle and he died. Suppose Og was close to three miles high and hundreds of years old. Laugh with me. I know.
Now, the son of Noah that saw him naked. I know this part of the Jews lore; I know. Noah’s son had sex with his mom and she conceived another race, too. What? If you read Noah’s wife was part angel, not a direct descendant of Seth.
After a flood there were at least four races on this planet called earth in just one tale.
What other tales are there? Why God allowed the other worlds to grow. He allowed a world with giants, a world with half angels, a world with golems, a world with well. I suppose demons, as you know.
You jest. People can make arguments against that. I am telling you a tale. Listen for I know. So the second wife of Adam, if the truth be told, never partook of the tree of knowledge. The legend so goes. Her race, as you would say, is that known as fae or fairies. That odd race on midsummer nights. When all is alright one can see their light? They live in a different time of reality, so the story goes.
So the race of humanity, as you can see, is not a race. It is a race. And what we know to be bold. Some people are good. While some are bad. And others, some are ugly in all truth. So what of identity? White race with 8 percent of the world’s population?
Being told that 92 percent of the world is more important and let them live among you and change you or shame you? That is the question, is it not? Identify to be a human. Say what? Well. If I am so bold. I point to Noah and his sons. Pay attention to where they left and went. The only humans went north. And while, some went to the east part of the world went the semi angels and south went giants. To live like humans. So the lore is what I am told to be bold.
Ah Gender? Well. Let us swipe forward in time. The mark of the beast. Corporation patent from a corporation WO2020060606 - CRYPTOCURRENCY SYSTEM USING BODY ACTIVITY DATA.(Revelation 13, Microsoft) If you read and listen to the owner tell. His RNA vaccine and certification will change human DNA. Why? To kill humanity or the last race with that gender if the story is told. His goal is to control what you eat, if you can work, and if you can live boldly. And? Well, since his microchip can turn off sexual reproduction.
Think what gender he can control or create?
So into this alternative world of thought you must think. So there are many races? Yes, to think More than one story of life on earths? Why the letter S for plural? For let’s be honest, this is just one reality to be told.
What is so important to call a race of humans? That is the awful decision. Yet, the tale told. A human has a piece of God in the soul. A living piece of the breath of God. Does that make him a god? Jesus showed Psalms said something to the extent. And in questioning Jesus about being the son of God, he concurred with that.
So?
A question of reality and the plan. Why would you want to associate with something trying to kill humanity? Depart from evil. Remove evil. Be good for goodness’ sake. Linux is free. OpenOffice is too. Try something else, do not let the corporation enslave you.
Stop purchasing stuff from the corporation tree. Break free. Stop and think. Slavery to a God that made you and me? Or slavery to a corporation ex CEO. That said, to reduce the population by over 90 percent. https://globalpossibilities.org/bill-gates-announces-microchip-for-population-control/
Reflect on who you believe. Make the hard choices be free. Free? You think stories are not predictions of the future? Do you think the movie The Time does not correlate with you enslaved for life as a battery to some corporate clock? Do you think the Bible is not real? Be brave. Be Bold. Push for being human is a goal.
Why? The reality of time is at hand. For those in the know. The most accurate calendar Ethiopian calendar will show. The end of 2012 is closing. There is the point of no return. The seals of the plague? A hoax? For those vaccinated, sure. For those other races? The kill rate is much higher if you look at the real rate.
Investigate and think. Think be free. Do not subjugate to a corporation that one day outsources you to India. Or it is cheaper to hire someone else because you are a minute late. So? What to plan for? A book the bible has shown the beast has shown its plan. Ideas of plagues are opening per the Gate’s Netflix interview, there will be more. The parallel realities or worlds are in an uproar.
What can anyone do? Pray. Stop using corporation software to be free. Grow your own food before it is too late. Stop working for a corporation that wants to subjugate your reproductive rate. Think of no vaccinations.
The sadness? It seems too late. One political party is saying no work unless vaccinated. They control several of the most populated states. Move before it is too late. Journal reviewed.
Last of the ten general reports Enclosure details of plan longevity. According to the Internet earth 4.4 billion old from Talon 123 last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw expeditionary Force Officer Message Staff, G-7 12. December 2017 earth date 4.6 to 4.4 variable on search billion years old Expedition Force number 123.
Subject: Hawaii nuked.
1. The loop of time destroyed. Time is now more of a 6 than an 8. The bonds of the story-line in question.
2. Reality changed today. More evil than one expects to see.
3. People from other realities reporting about the nuclear war institutionalized.
The last battle for humanity is upon this earth. Will you stand for humanity? Or be a corporate drone?
Make your resolution soon, for tomorrow might be too late. Believing in Christ for that part might be too late.
Look up the new patent 2020060606. And realize becoming a battery for a corporation might mean you are Borg now.
It permitted the second beast 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. 16 And 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, so that no one could buy or sell unless he had the mark—the name of the beast or the number of its name,
Earth 4.5 billion years old from Talon 123 last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-7 16. August 2017 earth date 4.5 variable on search billion years old Expedition Force number 123. Subject: The sun?
1. They broke the mirror in certain parts of the world.
2. It blocks the internet emergency channels for ships in Pacific Ocean. Because of the mirror positioning failing.
Meaning? If everyone you knew was there or not due to them not being born. And all your thoughts and stories were there, but not with the same people. Does it matter? Secrets. What one person knows might help you, or might send you elsewhere to hell. The end battle and end of time of tribulation is here folks. Whether I am dreaming of this. Which I would hope I am or this is real for today and the reality of tomorrow’s change you can decide. Change is the secret.
11 CHAPTER Traveling back in time
To think about traveling back in time to watch the end of humanity. Kind of wild. Not what I was planning to do. Let me be honest. This is not real to me. I awake each morning expecting this dream to be over.
Why? Who would believe me? Who believes me? Witches? Sure. Why? Secrets are secret. To travel back in time to see the end battle of humanity is wild. To watch the final decision of a battle? Battlefields plural across galaxies, earth’s plural, and realities? Sounds like something I should have written as a child. Not now.
That I am not sure how to find allies in this reality or that one or if since this is a past am I too late? Or is this my Christmas Carol? Is this some wild pizza dream I am having while dying some place? That is the possibility. I mean, I have a computer screen. Beyond that? I ponder and wonder about life.
To realize that corporations are evil. The evilness that the Bible talks about. It belongs to corporations and not humans. To cross galaxies, realities and time to see the last battle fields of worlds is even bizarre.
I think I know why. Then what about the how? I am no longer sure. My soul’s memory of being on an earth different from here is correct. To have crossed realities where China controlled all of Mongolia. Remembering the realities of South America being 2400 miles west of the location it is today. Makes me wonder. To look at the age of the earth per the Internet and say wild. To realize if time is correct on the internet, 4.5 billions of years have passed. The date is unknown from here to where I wrote a poem once a long time ago. A closed time curved loop within a future that if this is real could not or can not exist anymore. Why? The future I came from ended. I have already told those tales. CO2 gas kills everyone along the Atlantic coast to nukes in Hawaii. The real question is if I am the hero of my story, how do I go forth? I mean, I am a one footed, one-eyed pirate stuck in Bolivia with little money. A poor grasp of reality. My Spanish is questionable. A dog that is crazy. Up against? An antagonist that is the richest group of people in the world. Holding all the wealth. Controlling politicians. Killing people in India, Africa, without a court to answer to. Sounds like the greatest adventure story I have ever read or heard about. The mystery. What does a one-eyed, one footed pirate do? Pray? Yes. Dear Lord, I bless those owners in this plot. May they all become Christians. I mean, that is what I can do. Remove the corporation’s products from his computer. Yes. I mean, why keep evil around? Write? Yes. I mean that is who most stories begin, right? Someone notices the evil. Comforts the evil and moves on or dies.
I guess the stakes are that humanity is wild. To see the mark of the beast be part of corporations’ greed is wild. To realize that by submitting to corporations.
For humanity means evilness will enslave both hearts and minds? Think the Bible speaks that a man once marked with the 666 on hand or forehead will endure scorpion bites.
I doubt that is human. Robot? Sure. To realize the patent reads sort of like a hive mind of the Borg is wild. To realize that governments are not the problem. That human greed to control those not theirs is a real problem. To realize some bean counters are boycotting without food, or not allowing them to work. Or killing, paralyzing, sterilizing and destroying humanity. The plan is something someone paid for and thought about for a long time. What is at stake? Well? Listen to the owner of the mark of the beast. Getting the vaccination will change your DNA. Meaning? You most likely won’t be human. Especially if the Bible is telling the truth. What is at stake? Humanity’s soul. The whole human race.
So what to do? Pray? God, please bless those rich people. Let their hearts and minds turn to Christ. The hope God will intercede and protect those worlds he can or wants to. What else? Ask that corporations get broken up. Why should a corporation stifle competition? Greed is making money for one certain group of people. When that group of people? Where is the government? It would seem to spend money. Look at corporations’ record of paralyzing, sterilizing, and killing. Thus along with Gates statements. One can see the planning on releasing viruses. Corporations should be taxes out of existence? Or broken up? I can write and request that. So I do.
So into the new reality where corporations are the enemy of humanity? Somehow this does not bring comfort. To think that instead of trying to make a better world. Greed and corporations are trying to eliminate diversity. To realize that the end of the world is happening while I watch this makes me wonder. Why? I know the future I came from is gone. CO2 gas cloud coming up from the Atlantic ocean killing much of the east coast, Europe, and Africa. Nuking of Hawaii. The closed time curved loop breaks, and a broken loop makes a 6. So there is no going back to my reality.
The only option is to pray. Dear God, protect humanity. Why? The mark of the beast. If read from the bible. Corporations with a flip of a switch could sterilize, paralyze, and kill humans. Let alone change minds so a human body could withstand scorpion bites. The corporation goal? Enslavement of humanity. Wild. To realize that the mark of the beast could be the change of humanity into something else. In fact, if you listen, the ex CEO of the patent of the mark of the beast states his RNA vaccine will change humanity.
Change humanity? Into corporation slaves? Making a reality where reproduction is controlled by a corporation? So if genetics changed food is all you can eat. Maybe the change of food stops humans from eating food? Or the ex CEO saying if you do not have the vaccine you may not work. Which would mean you should not be able to eat?
To think of a time traveler waking up each day in new reality. Just watching new worlds go away after he leaves is awkward. To see that the past, which is all a closed time curved loop person can see. Well, it is here and the end battle of reality is happening while I watch. Wild. To request humanity to change or die is wild to me. This might be something I should have realized at the start of my trip. In yet? How can I be writing as a one-footed, one-eyed pirate from Bolivia and not think that this is all a dream?
If not a dream? The only option is to pray. Dear God, please change me. Please help those you can help. Please change the hearts and minds of those involved in this plot to kill humanity.
The realization the hard choices are still to come is wild. To push to the goal of watching the end of time? It would seem like there should be more that I can do? If the enemy is a corporation. Write and ask that corporations break up for competition and the betterment of society. Write and ask that corporations pay more in taxes. To pay only 7 percent of revenue means humans are over taxed.
That the corporations have already shown. There the Bible’s mark of the beast is a corporation owned ID battery. The patent shows it is a human implanted cryptocurrency. Which would mean no taxation allowed by governments makes me wonder?
The question? Is the government willing to forgo revenue? I would have expected some politician standing up against the corporations. In a corporation’s attempt to enslave the workforce. What would humanity’s lifestyle be like? Corporations in charge of your reproduction. In yet? Nothing.
Scary? Humanities point of no return. No hero in sight to take on corporations. What is wild? This has happened before. Where is Teddy Roosevelt when you need him?
To realize that the rich have almost all the power. That there appears to be no hope is wild. Sure this is not how humanity dies. A corporation controlled enslaved robotic race. There is God. Is he here? That is the question, is it not? God? He is always near. The eye cannot see what God does not want to be seen. Pray for the hearts and minds of those in control of corporations to be changed. Make them want to build better worlds. The world could all be like the 1950s. Where there is a job, a place, an economy that can help everyone. How? The technology these days would allow humanity to flourish.
There are patents in the patent office that can change the world. Thus think before you go into some last battle between corporations and God. If corporations win, you end up like some Borg without a soul. Without creativity. Living a life for fear that the corporation will downsize you for either a newer, better person or? Decides you are too expensive and gets rid of you and yours by not allowing you to have any more children. Pray. Pray for God to save humanity.
There is a sick moment in every story? A realization that with the mark of the beast shown. The covid-19 vaccination patented by the same corporation. That the person most likely responsible for this hoax. Is in some parts of the worlds already stated on Netflix. So prepare for more viruses. With Bayer owning GMO seeds. Which plants changed. Might require your stomach changed by RNA and DNA vaccination even to digest. So you could eat those plants as food? What can those hungry to expect? Their food to poison them? There is some factor I am missing? No. The ultimate battle of worlds is upon humanity. To be human or some enslaved corporate drone that can not feel a scorpion bite. Who winds? The story is already told. God does. What about math? The math says that there is a possibility of a distinct reality? When the loop burnt behind me. This was God cutting the branch of the tree of life. Believe in Jesus Christ. Repent. Reading report.
Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet earth 4.4 billion old. From Talon 123, last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-7. 16 April 2018 earth date 4.6 to 4.4 variable on search billion years old Expedition Force number 123.
Subject: No contact from anyone in some billions of years according to the internet.
1. Found another timeline. Communication with one of their shadow boys is interesting.
2. Black holes have become many. Going from none, to one, to a large super black hole eating a sun 26,000 times the size of the sun of earth. To two super black holes distance estimated to be 1 light year across. To 10,000 small black holes being sucked into a large black hole.
3. Reality is surreal.
What good is winning the entire world for a corporation that will turn on you if there is a little gain of profit? Repent Change your belief. Believe in Christ.
12 CHAPTER end of time
Watching the end of time was not how I made the bet. I mean, I remember the bet. I was some place I should not have been. In yet? The wine tasted superb. I mean, who in their right mind would think of coming across who I came across that day. To make the bet was sure, why not? What do I have to lose? Meaning?
The setting again, a wine tasting in the countryside. I was on my well. I was on my second week watching a cloud over a mountain not move. The night before, I had walked to an insignificant town in the middle of nowhere and kept on hearing a boom. Boom. BOOM as I got closer. It sounded like thunder almost every 10 minutes for well. It was a seven-mile hike. Miles. To realize this reality uses kilometers in the country I am passing through. I mean, for being a time traveler they should impress me like Solomon that everything in the past is better. In yet? I watch and realize they hide like 150 to 200 years of patents in the United States patent office these days. Why? The end of time. There is a created illusion of time bought and paid for by those who are rich. Pray for them.
What good is it to gain an illusion world and lose your soul? Read the book Belief and Time. Just realize because you can not tell the difference. Between reality and an imaginary computer simulation. Or a reality one does not mean real or one, you would not want to be stuck in it. Using your soul as a battery in some Matrix or corporation drone does not mean it does not warn you. Watch the Matrix. Read the Bible. Realize the new cryptocurrency patented as a battery by a corporation. Goes along with the vaccine for COVID-19 controls your sex life. The corporation wants to control if you work if no mark no work. Which would mean no food? Be careful. Think. Where was I before that rant?
Ah yes. Time travel. They call the time travelers Mandela affected. Have you heard of people that have complete distinct memories of reality?
Laugh. Yet they are real. I am one of them. Yet, that does not get me to my story tonight. I was drinking after getting back late. I had thought I was hearing thunder for miles and miles. It turned out to be a man with a wheelbarrow dropping rocks over a half mile cliff. Boom. I finished a quick meeting. Walked back. Watching the clouds. Wild, I could swear the clouds did not move. I got to my place and drank some local wine. I had been drinking it for a while now. I do not think I ate for two weeks. I had lost like 14 pounds. Anyway, I invited a stranger to drink with me.
What conversations did we have? I remember only the end bet. Something dealing with being able to watch my enemies pay for their actions. Sounded good. A prayer is what I thought it might be. I accepted without thinking. I mean, I had seen time travel. I did not recognize it. Meaning for a little over 10 years I had been living with a person I thought was nuts. How nuts? She would claim I moved things in her house. I did not touch her stuff. It got so bad I lived almost from 630 AM, from running the dogs to 735 to 8 PM out of the house.
I joined sports from football, wrestling to track. I was not so good. Yet, just getting home for a time to sleep saved me from a lot of yelling in those days. Weekends I was a game, match, or track meet. During the summer she placed me in camps. Wild. To realize why I love to read was because my mind saw things change. Yet, who would believe a little kid?
The most changed event during that time? The moving placement of Taco John. I remember it in five locations nowadays. It was close to the Town Pump. Then where the new old movie theater was at, then next to the Auto parts store, and a fifth location. It was small. I thought someone put it on a trailer and moved it.
How was I to know that I was just pushed from a reality I lived into, a future reality that can no longer exist? Say what? Well. For sometime between 2009 and 2013, something dramatic happened. I remember writing about an event on Cosmo funnel. My poem “Once around the galaxy”. The specific internet search showed. There NASA stated the galaxy was looping around itself every 1000 years. That there were no known black holes were so far found.
The diameter of that galaxy where I was living on the Sagittarius arm was 377,000 light years across. And no one knew Shakespeare’s grave, or his father was a glove maker, or his wife’s name was Anne Hathaway. Sure, sure, you say. So you are a time traveler? Yes, from a future where they say earth was 6.5 billion years old and the world population on May 18, 2016 was 8.5 billion. Where the eighth billion children were born in India. A girl. The celebration gave her a scholarship to some college.
So let alone a time traveler, but a person who has seen the rapture? Yes. Yet, this is getting me off my story.
Let me see. The stranger and I told stories. You must understand, I mumble. Reason: a chipped tooth as a child. I was self conscious and did not speak up much. So if you wanted to hear my stories, you had to listen. And the strangers’ stories? Laugh with me. I had heard two of the stories before. Yet, not heard read. I knew parts of them and other parts were, well, a revelation. When I added something to his second story. I think don’t forget to say this. He kind of looked well either shocked or impressed. To hear those stories, one must read in places hard to get into. And well. They were hard to get into.
Any ways. After I retold his first story, adding a bit. He asked for two stories. I told him the first story here. And a story that is now censored yet again. It seems Facebook does not believe I am. I suppose I could retell it? Junior year in high school I ended up on a Close Up trip to Washington, DC. This is a quick version of it. So I sneaked away from a tour in the White House. There is or was a passage between Abe Lincoln’s writing room and a staircase going up. The column hides a staircase. Which if you take leads down four floors to a staff cafeteria? From there my story led me to the underground small train area. Where senators and such move back and forth without problem. I got to go up a spiral staircase. I ended up in the Library of Congress. The story from there is something else and most likely will get censored again. So. Those two tales got me a third tale which I heard about the create
After that tale he told me another one that was rather hard to swallow. At which I said I had to bet that could not happen. He smiled. You know I think I remember the smile most. And he said, I will grant you something to see. An end of humanity. I was kind of into wine and said sure. Reviewing a journal entry.
Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity. According to the Internet earth 4.4 billion old from Talon 123 last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-7 16. June 2018 earth date 4.6 to 4.4 variable on search billion years old Expedition Force number 123.
Subject: Recall failure.
1. Offer from French Aliens to leave, not rejected, just not able to comply.
2. French story line is weakening. From communications the French are to bug out June 30th. This timeline dies or turns into something else. Translation of French into something I can read is beyond me.
Why not? You see according to time and seasons and positioning of the stars. That could not happen for anywhere from 2069 outward. I agreed to his bet without thinking. After all, I had just shared a great bottle of wine and was not thinking at all. Later that night, I saw him again. Dancing with others. There were three across a path I knew I would find hard to walk single stepping foot over foot ways. There are places on this earth you have to see and things to see. When you are laughing at me looking for an excellent wine or book shop, think about me.
13 CHAPTER Think
To think about reality? What if I am telling you the truth? That reality is nothing more than a hologram? That the black holes for me go clockwise one day and counter clockwise another day? So what? If humanity lives in a hologram. That would be all stars in some absurd reality program. Read the poetry in the book The Secret of Light by Walter Russell. Realize let alone we are in holographic worlds. They made everything here of light. Mass is light. Think chloroplast takes light, makes plants. Which are consumed by animals which humans consume both? The realization that all this. Everything is light and wild. The question: why? There are three parts to that answer. The first God created us. He can do with us as he wants. Per the bible, our question is why did you make us that way? Because I did. Who are you, a mere human being, to talk back to God? Will what they formed say to him who formed it, “Why did you make me this way?”
The reason he made us that way? Because he plays an elaborate entertainment gambling game. Meaning you think this is the only reality? Think of Solomon’s statement about everything. “What has been is what will be, and what we have done is what they will do, and there is nothing new under the sun.”
So? I understood that verse until I read this: Praise the Lord, the God of Israel. He has put one of my own sons on my throne, and he has let me live to see it. If you realize Solomon was a fourth or farther down the line of succession and the word is not son. But sons. The reality is we are one small reality program or gaming center and all our bets are coming due or and here is the issue. If we did not force or cheat the game and were all good. We could continue to live. So be good if you want to live. Do good if you want this game to continue. If not? God owns the rights to this movie.
Read Job and realize all this reality is? Souls are chips. Chips. Betting chips in a game within a huge entertainment system. Where gambling on the show is the entertainment? Entertainment where he makes and takes bets on lives and wagers’ souls.
The question what has that got to do with time space travelers or Mandela Effected souls? The bible has changed again. For those that have not read it lately, I suggest you do.
The transformation which was not in my bible area. A third of those in heaven will go through the fire. So? God takes his bets. They rigged some parts of the system of things. By the Montauk project? I speculate that is the case. Why? Think of David’s statement to one of his sons. In this reality, he had at least three other older sons expecting to be king. King Solomon’s statement there is nothing new under the sun. Along with sons, not Solomon specific. Means other realities, other possibilities happened. So? Imagine you living almost the same life. But winning everything or losing everything? Or living so close to the edge of both the show was rather interesting.
The bets are placed when the game is played. The last day of judgment comes about. Behold, we discover that the soul that is supposed to have been in first place. Well, it is now in fourth or not even in the right body. Here is the interesting thing about John Von Neumann’s last paper on chaos and game theory. The last equation and the change of the bible show a similar statement. That everything has rules. Meaning? There is no chaos. Like some well plotted and executed screen play movie, each soul has a part to play.
The story of the Montauk project tells the story of stealing souls. That was to be good and well, placing them in realities as close to hell or in hell to make them change into evil. Imagine your parents instead of divorcing, moving you to an Indian reservation. Where you were the only pink kid. And the Indians on that reservation hated other Indians terribly for what they did to only pink kids? Hell on earth is real folks.
So at the end of time the bets called in and they found a cheater out. Christ talks about this: The kingdom of heaven or game is like a man who sowed good seed in his field. 25But while everyone was asleep, his enemy came and sowed weeds among the wheat and slipped away. 26When the wheat sprouted and bore grain, then the weeds also appeared. So what happens? Time is moving or playing backwards. Just like a film rewinding. Or like a film to find the right or wrong souls for punishment or for something good. The system of things or entertainment or God takes his bets rather seriously. This third I will bring through the fire; I will refine them like silver and test them like gold. They will call on My name, and I will answer them. I will say, ‘They are my people,’ and they will say, ‘The LORD is our God.’ Meaning he might even melt worlds. With souls that were all in the correct bodies just to call them his own.
The mystery or question: who is telling the truth? Some mad crazy person in Bolivia.
Just pointing out that the mark of the beast is a corporation cryptocurrency. Well, it is not some vaccine you want put inside you? Or that the government only taxes corporations at 7 percent. Thus maybe taking their fake coin will remove you from the government’s tax system? Or once with the vaccine. Will you care about humanity? Or Off with Their Heads? How emphatic do you think the courts systems will be? When the ex CEO turns off your reproductive organs. Or paralyses you or sterilizes you or gives you Ebola?
Think about the time to think is now. What is at stake? Your soul. What good is your life if you gain a world or a filmed illusion world and lose your soul? Think. Enslavement to a corporation. Think of all the creativity stifled because of some policy or someone’s greed?
So all we are? Souls in a light body playing a game? Yes. Yet, the meaning this game has changed, at least for me. I thought when I read this Do you not know that those who run in a race all run, but only one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may win. I was running against you. I did not realize I was running against a group of bodies so similar to mine. That I do not realize I am in a different body. What is the difference? There is a prize. Maybe I get a certificate? Or heaven. Or not go to hell if I win. Sort of makes me want to run harder. How? I am in a new world each day. Sometimes the person before me spells check, other times not. Sometimes I find my socks, other times I wonder where they go. What is the plan? Be good, do good. Stop evil where you can.
What about the rigged game system? That is an issue. If I can figure out this much. I am scared they have involved me in this stupid cheating the system of things. I doubt it. Yet, I can wonder. So if I am part of the problem? I am repenting. This game is wild. And way more complicated than I believed. If I was not and someone pushed me down the rabbit hole? I am still repenting the bible has changed so much I worry.
I will find the genuine mystery I suppose out on the day of judgment. Will the created illusion of someone pulling one over on God be worth it? Or will the judge of his entertainment system force a repeat of the games?
Or this is your last attempt to say forgive me for cheating? All I can say is the Mandela effect: people are watching the rewinding and repeating of history. Be careful. Be good. So be good. The end of the time of tribulation to live through the time wild.
The hard choices are believing a book about reality versus a simulation. Meaning? In the book Belief and Time published in 1927. I answer the question. What difference would it make in life? If you lived your entire life in a simulation so close to reality you could not tell the difference? Versus reality? The difference is souls have empathy and carrying. While simulation for those living with the Mandela effect. The statement during our travels was this reality seems so robotic. The people do not seem real.
There is something felt. If you do not know what it is you assume something is wrong with worlds I suppose, What are the specifics for me? Stories. Whether the stories seem real or made up. That is how I can think I know the difference between real and simulated realities. Yet, what if I choose to live in simulated reality? Better memories of food or career or more money more this is this or that is that? I spoke to one person about this. I said this is not real. Everything is new. Reply what was my reality like? I said almost everything used from the 1990s still. And the response by that doppelganger. That sounds so nice. I think even those robot souls stuck in these realities want to escape.
What does all this mean? If I can figure this out? I am hoping I was not part of this plan or a person even involved in doing any of this.
I have speculation. I doubt I was. I would have at least made my life easier. No. This actual time of tribulation is ending. Is it the complete universe or only this time line? Or is the system of things resetting the souls of the people in the game to the right bodies for the day of judgment. What is awful and scary? There are verses both showing that in the end souls will see their enemies punished by Psalms 91. And that the evil ones will pay for their crimes at the end of time. Which one is I? I am repented. Scared? I fear God. What if I have to go back to hell again? I know a lot of my parallel souls did not make it. Why? Example on a stress level test since the age of 5, I do not think I had less than an 8. From 31 personal family or friends dying over the years that could name me. When I am o promoted and moved 16 times. When car accidents count having 15 cars over my driving career of 20 years? To lose my foot, my eye, my career. To lose my business, to see crooks get my money. They say a person becomes depressed because they choose to be?
I say that the story of the Montauk Project and the bible now points to that judges bribed. When? Look at the United States prison system. It went from 200k normal from 1900 to 1960s. The same weed smoked every day. They made the laws to put 2 million people in jail. Instead of in clinics for them to get the help they needed. Instead of jobs here in the United States. All those shoes, clothing items, televisions, computer manufactures sent to China. Why? Look even at today’s riots and looting planned. The old system of things is being played out.
The dangers are real. Earthquakes in California, Volcanoes in Washington and Montana. Nukes going off in New York City and elsewhere due to war between China. Chinese war with India, Vietnam, Taiwan, or North Korea. If you pay attention, there are now millions of military stationed on all those borders. Why? The seals of the bible are broken. Also if you are Mandela affected. Realize that in a closed time curved loop reality. Our souls get placed in our correct bodies only at the end of time. For the day of judgment this time around. To review a journal.
Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet earth 4.4 billion old. From Talon 123, last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw Expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-7. 16 April 2019 earth date 10 to 20 variable on search billion years old. Expeditionary Force number 123.
Subject: Something has changed.
1. Souls are becoming robotic. Eerie how reality is changing. Noted China controls reality now. Evidence man wakes in Australia speaking Chinese instead of English.
Breathing issues have been happening with vape smokers.
Rumors of Chinese stealing virus from England and Canada.
Richest man on earth announces on Netflix. Coming of viruses.
Meaning? Well. God can read the book of Revelations forward or backward. Just like the black holes going clockwise or counterclockwise, taking a soul backward in time. To the day we either get a place in heaven, or hell. Or these days Zechariah has a zombie petting zoo outside of Jerusalem. If I do not make heaven and am in the zoo. Visit me with cookies between the hours of 1 and 3 please.
14 CHAPTER Zombies
Time and reality with a feeding time between 1 and 3 for zombies. I would recommend those that have the time these days to remove their watches. Their calendars. Even for the sake of reality, just stop anything dealing with time. Do not count days, weeks, months.
Which after a bit you will accomplish a lot more in your day. You realize that time measured time slows down a bit. How much? I forgot to look at where I was at in the universe and how old the earth was? I lost anywhere between 14 billion to 20 billion years..
Do not be silly. The universe is only 14 billion years old. Like the Big Bang Theory theme song? Oh,? The theme song if you listen to it changes these days. Meaning from 14 billion years the theme song goes. The universe stopped expanding 14 million years ago. To when the earth moves close to the black holes, say 3,000 light years away to 1400 years. Listen to the reruns and realize the closer to the black hole, the closer souls get to a reality of some sort.
What do I mean? In 2017, when the music changed, I had almost the complete math formula on cosmofunnel figured out. Using Drake’s equation and Anderson Time Institute math formulas. The idea was I had been moving through a simulation for most of my life. How long?
Life went to shit in 1977. Yet? When I ask why it went to shit? The answer came back to an event nowadays in 1974. The three-year difference? Thus on the internet Anderson Time Institute there was a model of a satellite dragging earth’s light. According to the explanation, I recall this would make time slow down. Meaning? It was easy for me to believe that somehow earth had made copies of itself. I wrote and proof I had the next day. The thing I knew I had the show Counterpoint to watch. The math formula the East Germany scientist used, Yet, was a Tesla formula. Meaning? Well, there are over seven timelines. There is a Tesla reality, there is a German timeline. The others? I have talked to one soul from that place. Life is bitter to them. I understood something about what he said. Reality and time. So some place in time a satellite is dragging the light of the sun, making that earth slow down. Why?
Thus I asked about when I got West world HBO. The great machine or system of things. It changed the behavior of people. Once discovered that only life experience can motivate a person to do the right or wrong thing. They made a copy of the person. Not just one copy in 2017 or plus or minus billions of years ago. Drake’s equation shows how many earths are in the universe. The equation turned up 10 to the power of 193. And you add delusional or illusion realities 10 to the power of 195. You added the color spectrum something like the power of 200. Each time I went to the equation the symbols kept on changing adding more. Meaning? Well my computer crashed. Cosmofunnel which held a blog removed me without an explanation. My journal and math formulas censored me. And I am re-writing from memory numbers that I can no longer even remember the symbols for.
So how did they do it? Mirrors. During my travel specific May 2017. The sun stopped being yellow and turned white. At first I thought I was going blind. After investigating the reality of things. It turned out in 2003 when Katrina hit my world’s reality the earth’s sun covered up with a mirror. Why? To hide a rather large sun with several planets passing by in some realities. Look up hurricanes the size of Texas. When the binary sun passed by Saturn, it created a hurricane that will last years. And realize the destruction of a passing binary star on a planet. So what? Your soul was passing between worlds?
Well, through seeking I found a whole video of the dead red sun above these earths. I found articles on the internet along with an article on how a mirror used at 435 miles above the earth can supply earth with light. How? According to the article. My recollection was the focal point could be lit by a mirror. Size 10 miles wide and reflecting a small light the size of a lighthouse. Meaning? The mirror could as easily a weapon and would explain how fires in California burn down brick homes. Why? Well, to get all the people into the cities. So that when the end comes, there are not so many people to kill would be a speculation. Every television program is a training program. Think Escape New York City? The LA 2013 movie? The reference to Chicago being like New York? This entire program was to see what each individual would do during a time of crisis. For what purpose? Psalms 2 Kings are fighting a God or Gods. So how did they create this multiverse?
They used mirrors. How did they create clones and reality so similar to you? One might not even know they have been in hell since 1974? Time travel is the least problematic about this. Cloning or mirroring realities is not even that hard. Think of all the stupid video games and realize someone is most likely playing you. Clint boring 101. Today I am going to make him get up and write this absurd story.
The game expires. Both time and date the game has ended. And you are being played, not in just this reality. But you exist according to Drake’s equation if youre reading this. You might not even be in the right body or time frame. Say what?
Example the Ethiopian calendar makes 2020 as the real 2012. They screwed the calendars up to move people through time. The Ethiopian calendar is the most accurate calendar. Meaning all those stories about the end of times. End times are upon those traveling with the Mandela effect.
So? Like in the West world, what if you one day wake up from status. Realize for some absurd amount of time they have held you captive? Then realize that almost everyone has hurt everyone. Meaning each soul you encountered somehow did something wrong to that other soul. What am I talking about? Journal entry to read.
Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet earth 4.4 billion old. From Talon 123 last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw Expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-7. 16 November 2019 earth date 10 to 20 variable on search billion years old. Expeditionary Force number 123.
Subject: Vaccine covid-19 patented.
Patent per patent online patent granted for the common cold.(Various)
They have released news of something in Wuhan, China.
Political parties have scorched earth’s policy. End time.
October 31st, I saw my sixth Blood moon. Next one to be seen 2035 per Full moon web page.
The day of judgment. When you get forgiven. For not playing the game of life with merit. When you leave the judgment throne room, find the guy that broke your tooth. And try to send him to debtor prison before they take you back to the throne room and are forced to pay for what? I do not intentionally try to hurt anyone in my life. And if I find I do, I apologize. That is the lie. The story prior pointed out that this was all a big betting game for some God entertainment. Well, gambling there are winners and losers. In this game, someone cheated. Was it me? I hope not. All I can say is the reality of time. Remove your clock, your calendar and live life with merit. The end of time is happening.
15 CHAPTER Avatar
They say the rich can have everything. The latest craze in reality was to live out your favorite hero or villain in an avatar body. Wild. The company simulation is so real that everything seems to be really happening. Being a billionaire was not enough. I wanted to be more. The scheme was simply to purchase the life of someone great. I searched on the roll deck for my favorite author. I came across him. He was a poet, and his journals inspired millions. Why not? I mean, what harm is done? Musk pulled the meteorite down, incorporated, and the lawsuits followed. Everyone on earth was a billionaire. With just tons of metal in deposit per citizen. So, what does a world populated with 8.5 billion people do?
The craze was to become smart. Then it was to play ignorant. Then to play world domination. And then? Well, if everyone is rich, who does the work? The funny part about that. Once everyone was rich doing their own thing. People worked for free. What? It was a sort of hobby. You got enough money to feed yourself for a thousand years and be educated. You get bored and try new things.
Book clubs were my thing. Everyone was going through colleges, universities, becoming doctors of this or that. I was into reading books. Then writing absurd stories. Which were created into weird entertainment programs? So entertainment became a much more major part of life. The reality of the question was how to make life worth living. A life lived with merit. There were several thoughts. A republic for individual freedoms. A democracy where 51 percent ruled. There were even those giving up their freedoms to be part of a monarchy and socialist states. Utopia once reached is kind of awkward. Why? There is only so much that a race can do.
Meaning what do you do when you have studied everything under the sun. Are they able to predict this is this or that is that? You realize there is no actual chance.
The paper stated laws of motions or gravity rule chaos. Even antimatter when deconstructed turned out to be a matter of absence of light. Meaning? Everything is light. When philosophy finally finished. The outcome was that let alone humanity, and all reality had rules. Those rules were part of some game ruled by bylaws and rules of gravity, motion and light. That everything was predictable. Being 8.5 billion billionaires kind of made the discovery. Well, frightening. What does a group of educated people do? Instead of being smart? They decide much like the book Being and Time if you did not know your history or that your life was predictable. The best way to find those lives worth living. Was to remove all thoughts or knowledge of the game of life. Then set up the game where everyone’s soul spread across a huge complex game created so that no one could win. And? See who would be the first person to win reality.
Say what? It sounds like 8.5 billion people just set up a huge gambling entertainment system to do what? To win what? That is the key. The what. How the rest of humanity would live. Would it be slavery as being turned into robots? Would it be a republic? A monarchy? A person living inside a box where they allow out to go home. But have to return to their prison the next day. Or not have enough pelts to feed themselves?
So a gigantic game was built. How? The mechanics, if I recall, where the machine would rip out the soul of its body. Then placed into a simulation of the great game of life. Supposedly the game was to last no longer than seven years. Yet, that is where the game becomes interesting.
Not everyone is happy to be rich. The Borg goal in perfect health for DNA modifications did not allow for any health problem. There were those that wanted to gamble on the game. Say what? Well, let’s start with the game. There were agreed-upon rules. Can not do this to them or that to them. Why would you want to play a game where you die right off the plate of life or up to bat? Yet, they could rearrange the rules. And that was how the game set up for about 33 percent of the players. Instead of a reality, they signed on for agreeing to. The game played them in positions you could or would say would be a living hell. So?
Billionaires bet on whose soul would apply to the game of life. Say you signed on to be married to x for 40 years in complete love? To make the reality a gamble. They set a randomized setting up. To see what would happen to an exact opposite reality. Which was created in a separate section of the game? Meaning there was x plus x multiplied to the power of 200. Chance, you would end up with the person who would cause the most opposite reaction to the game of life. Say what? Sign up for the game of the story line. I fell in love with x. We live happily ever after. Instead, in the opposite reality, you are fickle to the emotion of love?
Or x is fickle to the emotion of love. And happy ever after is an ending. Not the continuation of the story. In a fickle story line, to fall out of love is so weird you have to look at the story and say this is ridiculous.
So the game was in play. 8.5 billion souls put into the game at once. No two souls from the actual reality together. Now what happened there after? They placed 33 percent of the population in their opposite realities. Meaning? An example for the first part of their happy agreement upon life, their last name was Siegel. Then somehow in a 1974 family reunion the last name changed to Siegle. They did not give the reason to the child. Who had been rather bright and spelled his last name correct until 1977? I asked as of 2017 why the last name changed? I was told that each religion following got their last name. I did not think to ask why. They had given me an answer. To find out that Siegle’s were Lutheran. Siegel was Jewish. Sea Gals were Orthodox Russian sort of made sense. Why? Believe me, I wished I had asked more than accepted that hey we were German Russians from Odessa Russia. Stop asking questions. I was a kid. I am sure I asked more Yet I do not recall the answers anymore.
Meaning? Well, the game rigged. Each last name had a storyline with a story for that soul to follow. So what? Imagine yourself fancying yourself a talented writer. Only every other word you write these days has the red underline showing up? Or you signed up for a corporate life of working for pelts as long as you stayed in your cage or cube? Are you seeing the oddity of the story? What said 1.2 to 3 billion souls that were placed in an alternative story line? And how was this allowed? The program had rules in place after all? A storyline where a person supposed to grow does this and that becomes. Well, a mixture of other realities.
That is just it. They found it out. Not the first time around, not the second, third, fourth, fifth, or sixth time around the game. Meaning? If you think life is deja vu. They knew exactly what they imagined and what story you could tell if everything you did to you was known beforehand by a supercomputer or group of people?
So on the seventh time around, the game figures out that something is wrong. Instead of fixing the game. Because where you went wrong or left and the other you won. The game backs up the story line to some certain point in time and places the soul in the final decision placement. Does the final decision make that life worth living with merit? Seems rather sad. In yet? According to the Internet journal. I kept from 2017 a wandering mind through the multiverse I am now 4.5 billion years old. Meaning for a while I was watching. How the internet would say the earth was going clockwise around the galaxy. Then counterclockwise, and next somehow a spiraling galaxy going from Sagittarius. Then to Pegasus, to Orion arm, to Orion spur, to Orion nebula.
Why? Evidence I am dead in my reality, which I assure the future already happened there and am dead. In a closed time curved loop reality. They do the ripping of the soul out of the body so violently. I doubt anything can survive.
My notes were on World mx. The start which went with Clint was watching the plumbing of the universe and galaxies. Wonder exactly where a nebula column taking a soul backward in time would or will end up? Heaven? Or hell? Or and here is the awkwardness of the story line. Will I end up as neither cold nor hot soup and the rules of the game shove me out into this? These realities again?
Anyway, so there I was, a billionaire, playing in some rigged game of souls. For what purpose? The only aim of the game is to live the life of merit. Or perfection. Say what? If God or the rule maker of this game says, I must decide whether you deserve to go to heaven or hell. If not, I vomit you out into the next rung of this reality. What is sad? Christ says those returning on this closed time curved loop. A vacation from hell, I suppose. Will gain seven more worse spirits.
Meaning maybe this is my release day pass from hell in the freezer? Seven more fears or emotions to go? So? I think it happened in the fourth grade each year through high school I got called into the office and asked. Are you thinking of suicide? Since 2009 almost the same question. Listen I am a one-eyed one footed pirate in Bolivia who when went to the shrink was told he was living a past dead life. I breathed in my hand and said I felt the air? He said no. It was a belief I felt the air. I sort of argued. Now? Secrets? This is not real. You realize they lie about energy equals mass times light cubed. And that mass is light itself. The whole concept that you are playing in some rather boring scenario. The evil in this reality is corporations wild.
To see the end of time of tribulations. The mark of the beast is a cryptocurrency turning you into a slave or robot of a corporation. Well, seems like the most absurd story line in yet? Here you are and here I am. So does that make me a real boy? I wonder? If they brought the storyline to date. Those realities that were on earth 6.5 years old are gone. Here they say earth is 4.5 billion years old. Yet I point to the sun pictures behind the mirror and say the sun is red, showing a star/sun of 10 to 20 billion years old. But what about all those past realities that are gone? God cut them off according to the rule book and burnt. Kind of wild?
Everyone you want to get even with might be a figment of some games imagination? What is even wilder? The realization that this has happened before. Why? Game play. Whoever is in charge bets on souls. You think that is crazy? Re-read Job enough times. You realize the Jewish lore that Job was to be Abraham of the gentiles the complete game makes more sense. Should or how does one get out of this game? Personal note, I accept that Jesus Christ is lord. I ask forgiveness. What else is there to do beyond that? The rule books are changing daily. Awkward.
Why? Changing times, changing realities. The statement the first will be last and the last will be first. Would seem to show that if I was the last one of many souls. The game is still in play. When I am done? Either the next stage in the game of life happens or maybe I awake into a new reality? Or hell, according to the story, here is a freezer? I think I have been living in the freezer for some time. It would sense my love of my sock. Not socks? No, I only have one foot and one sock. I got out of here. I wonder if keeping a sock as a pet will look weird? OR and here is the reality of this story. Is the sock keeping me as a pet?
Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet earth 4.4 billion old. From Talon 123, last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw Expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-7. 16 March 20, 2020 earth date 10 to 20 variable on search billion years old Expeditionary Force number 123..
Subject: Something has changed.
Has changed. Instead of one full moon. There are 12 full moons, blue moon, two super moons, and a strawberry moon.
Wild Blood moon has moved from 2035 to May 28, 2021.
AI is at work. The corporation is alive.
You are right. This sounds like one of my stories. I fell for a pet with a sock. Only to have the sock taken away and replaced daily with a new sock. When talking to the sock, no one cares that the stock answers back. Shh.. For those that watch Red Dwarf, this is after all a stolen story line. The reality of the question of Solomon’s statement. Again all stories, everything has already gotten done. What is new? That is the true romance story. To realize placing a soul within a game to play to see if they can win merit enough to stop playing the game of life. How? Play the game of life with merit. So good. Be good. Stop evil? Meaning Microsoft as the mark of the beast.
16 CHAPTER Perseverance
The reality of the question or perseverance is the whole question. The Mandela Effect versus Time Travel versus this is just one big game that has been on my mind. I remember writing about the big game in 2017. Right afterwards my computer went away along with most of my writings.. They deleted my blog on Cosmofunnel and Facebook decided I was not who I said I was for a time. So which is it? The time of tribulation is rather specific in the bible. It would seem those of us alive so far are going to be the first that were last of humanity. I suppose this is like the fifth, maybe seventh time. I have tried writing this before someone or something blots it out again.
What am I saying? Humanity has died a long, long time ago in this game. How long ago? Well, according to science a red sun is 10 to 20 billions years old. I reference Fallon, Montana google map. Look up in the sky and you will see the mirror you call a sun here along with the dead red sun. What does that mean? https://www.tiny.cc/deadsunfall
The end game is being played. Whether perseverance has paid off. And I get to see the end of time or whether now I am an evil thing that gets burnt at the end of time is something to wonder about. Now to how time travel is happening? Drake’s equation on a multiverse describes the details of numbers. Imagine 10 to the power of 200. Then imagine every single detail in your life being played out. Some realities you win, some you lose, some you are a nut who talks to his sock. What has got to do with perseverance. And time travel? Well.
This is a numbers game to find out where I will end up or for that matter where you will end up. Live with merit for these rules apply to you now more than ever. Some will go to hell, some to a second death, some to earth, some to a level one heaven, a level two heaven, a level three heaven. What about the levels above level three? I only read about level three where Paul goes and sees the future, which is the past, happen. Meaning? The reason you are going in a closed time curved loop is they already won the past. There is no future. Those realities that were yesterday gone. From CO2 gas coming out of the Atlantic freezing the east coast, Europe, and Africa. to nukes hitting Hawaii December 2017. The future which was older than heregone. What about the past?
That goes into the numbers of things. They set this system of things up to do the most damage to the player. Meaning hurt the player as possible. To make sure you have merit before reaching some achievement level. So? The better, godlier you are. The less pain you will be in and more of the wild afterlife story you will have to tell, I suppose. Or and here is the wildest part. The closer you are to reality. To realize when Solomon talks about death and destruction, hearing whispers about God. Did not mean God died. It meant all reality outside of God well is dead.
That is nonsense. I can breathe in my hand and feel the breath of air. Are you sure? Read Belief and Time 1927, the Nazi had his moments. What if everything was the same, would you know the difference? Would you care? Would you care more than just a sock? I mean the whole concept that this life is a film. Ran through the sun as a projector in the future when the galaxy is running clockwise. When you realize you are dead running the film of life backwards yet again is a wild concept. Perseverance to keep on thinking of what it is you are seeing. While the events are happening to you makes reality a question of the mind. Is there no hope for humanity? The mark of the beast patent by Microsoft. ex CEO calling for people not to be allowed to work. Which would mean no money for food? Sounds rather evil indeed? Someone will stop this evil? Perseverance yes, I have seen a storyline where humanity survives. Sure that is good? No. I have heard the stories of what happens to them later. Better a quick death than to experience fear of life. Of course that is an opinion. Will it happen? It has happened before. Why or how? They rigged the game. By both players and a gaming program within the game. For how long? The original program per hearsay is supposed to be five millions long. The speed of galaxies moving around each other meant they sped those worlds up. And hitting each other means nothing.
Meaning here those five million years were up a long time ago. Have turned into an Internet guess of earth age means we have expired the game a long time ago. How long? Billions of years. Do the players get to go home if they are good? That is the sickness of the story. They do not talk level eight about in these realms. To realize battles fought. And souls lost. And this game played yet again is to realize maybe there is no end to the game?
That is why I write. Live with merit. Change your ways. Maybe if you do something good. This time around you, move up from the meek shall inherit the earth to level one heaven. Or go from hell to earth. Or? Well, realize if you can move up you can or could move down too. So be good. Believe in Jesus. He is not fake.
What events do I foresee? End of 2012 happens in September. Super moon August 31st. Here today Acts Peter talks about a blood moon being involved with Christ coming back. The date changes. It went from 2035 to the last I looked on May 21, 2021. Today? I am not looking it up. My memory is mine. What are the key events? Evil forcing the end of time? Or what about the Montauk project pulling off another United States survival? The end of the time of tribulation? The riots and looting are all government planned operations. To move the good away from the centers of disasters. And move the bad people into their locations. So when earthquakes, volcanoes, and weapons of mass destruction happen. They left the right people to rebuild.
So into this new worlds plural, time traveling to recent adventures I step. Perseverance trying yet again to save the human race? Why do I keep saying that word? Deja vu is happening a lot these days. I think I have been here before. To wonder about any plan nowadays would make me wonder more. Am I demented or a demon? I know this is not my body. Does it matter? To do good? To be good? Yes. It does. Be good. Why?
Being turned into a robot that can withstand scorpion bites is nothing you want to do in this life. To be a slave to a corporation is even worse than being evil. Without heart or soul. The corporation will keep you unhappy and locked into some sort of system of things that is not good for you at all. Think controlled reproduction. Whether they want you to work or go outside. If they want to downsize a section, turn on a virus and eliminate an entire group of people without even a care.
Think with all the deja vu going on. A lot of those with the Mandela effect have been here before.
Why is the plan only to be good? I got rid of Microsoft. Once I figured out the beast was cryptocurrency. And the patent read something like they make the Borg or cyclones. Who wants a robot to make your skin as a fur coat? Think this is a war. It is still going on. Be good for your own sake.
The danger? Being around any of the locations where riots are. Yes. Think they have played this game out already a long time ago. How? Anderson Time Institute describes the satellite drag across earth in a PFD. By using satellites the earth light dragged slowing time down. Think like West world. All the realities that were a future. You played out at speeds much faster than the viewers above it. Thus the first earths that discovered how to slow time down did it. Making them the first. So? It would mean that the last will be first to be judged. So? Well, I am still here. So I am not last, so I am still not judged. Means my soul does not go to heaven any more? I persevered to see. I am wondering myself. My dreams get more wild and sometimes eviler by the day. In the end, my plan is to stay the course. I want to see what happens. Will goodwin? If so great. If not?
What an interesting course of events to see. The last battle of reality and yet. That is just the lie. Why? The whole concept of closed time curved loop means either I will have to do this again or am dead. The realities. Meaning reality is everything can happen within them. Can or might just be a figment of an imagination or dream. In yet? The day the soul goes back within its soul. It continues down the path of life as if nothing had happened or that this was all just a dream. Is there hope? Yes, prayer. Will it work? I don’t have a clue. Maybe this is all some hoax or elaborate betting game in which I lost or won last round and here I am again. Why? To watch the resolution of the last battle. To watch the end of the system of things most likely. Is that good? It should be interesting. There are three endings at least here these days. There were other endings elsewhere, too. Reading a journal.
Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet earth 4.4 billion old. From Talon 123, last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw Expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-7 16. June 20, 2020 earth date 10 to 20 variable on search billion years old Expeditionary Force number 123. Subject: Change operation failed. Follow up safe plan, failed.
Platform: one censored.
Platform: two removed.
Platform: three complete platforms deleted.
Platform: four fails safe.
Might write a book and see what happens?
In my reality the bible required a temple to be built. Now Christ is in the temple. What does that all mean? Again I am looking forward to seeing the end battle of the system of things.
17 CHAPTER System of things
The system of things. Let me be honest, on May 18, 2016, prior to me being moved to a parallel backward time reality, I would have called this story nuts.
So beginning with I thought I was only in a multiverse. I noted earth seemed to be the same. One of my journals wandering minds through a multiverse is still online prose. Meaning I am censored. Meaning? South America was below North America. Now South America 2,400 miles east of that location in that reality. I find myself still with the same clothes, but instead of a warm climate I find myself cold. What does this have to do with the system of things? I check and my clothes have not changed. I still have my old shirts, pants, a sock, and shoes. I am unsure what to think about the person who was here prior to me. Was his body just adapted to the colder weather? If he is in my reality and I am in his. Is he thinking the heat is his entrance to hell? I mean, to be pushed down a rabbit hole of welcome to the multiverse kind of wild. They now lost my first 8 journals of which 6 to computer failure. Or censorship and other wild things make me wonder about this system of things.
Why, for example, is the group that I am traveling with call themselves the Mandela Effect? One person I talk to, I realize he died in an earlier version of earth. In yet? That just means I survived that reality, right? Meaning? Well. Let’s go through the death by earth’s conversations. Earth freezes to death in some reality when the Atlantic open blows CO2 gas out. Killing and freezing much of Africa, Europe and much of the east coast. To deal with this issue, they put Petroleum companies drilling for oil in the ocean. Why? To release the gas that is accumulating down there. The asteroid that hits earth and knocks down all buildings and everything in bunkers. 1997 version the military takes out the asteroid by slowing down earth. Using satellites in an orbit to drag or slow earth down. This explains the tilting of the world noted by people. And then pushing the asteroid faster past earth is blowing it up. My reality? Earth got fried. My earth was to walk outside of the Sagittarius arm into the x-ray universe.
Meaning? Thus for seven to 12 years earth was to be cooked. The last earth destruction story I have heard? December 12, 2017, someone hit Hawaii with a nuke. Laugh with me. Sounds like you should cry in the streets. Prepare for the end of the world. In yet? Now the corporation has patented a cryptocurrency to turn humans into batteries. (Revelation 13, Microsoft) Which if you read the patent states, the goal is to use humans as batteries? Sad, really. When you really look at the patent number, the digits go 060606. To think even the Umbrella corporation is calling for humans to be banned if they do not get vaccinated certification covid vaccine. When you look into what the ex Ceo has done. From sterilizing Africans to paralyzing Indians. To claims by Russia these days that the current Ebola outbreak is reported by Russia to be caused by the richest man in the world. http://themillenniumreport.com/2017/05/bill-gates-accused-of-starting-ebola-outbreak-in-african-village-by-putin/
https://www.ibtimes.sg/bill-gates-foundations-polio-vaccine-left-496000-indian-children-paralyzed-here-truth-45704
https://www.healthline.com/health-news/can-your-employer-force-you-to-get-vaccinated
https://www.healthline.com/health-news/can-your-employer-force-you-to-get-vaccinated
One has to look at the bible and rethink. Maybe the end times or times of tribulations are happening. And souls stolen from their bodies a long reality time ago are returning to their bodies for the last show.
Are memories reliable? You look into Bill Gates statements on wanting to use RNA vaccination. And realize that there is a correlation between RNA damage and dementia. https://www.health.harvard.edu/blog/could-medications-contribute-to-dementia-2018052313872
Caused in the brain because the vaccine uses human RNA, which destroys the RNA receptors in the brain. One can almost see why all the Mandela affected people concerned with the change in the bible. Meaning for them the book in bible name Zachariah changed to Zechariah upset them. And the realization that this world has a zombie prophetic ending. Meaning for those into Science fiction if you watched Resident Evil. Think Microsoft is just one of many companies. Which are planning to depopulate the world these days? Using the system of things. How? From demanding vaccinations. To say who can work. To who can reproduce. To if the implant works like the patent says. Controlling your body’s emotions and senses, regulating you as a battery. Sounds like the Matrix. Wild is it not to live in the system of things. And realize if the bible is correct to watch the end of time or time of tribulation.
What should a person do in this world? Plan? The corporations got all the money. Think instead of giving the people money to purchase food and items. Most, if not all, the stimulation packages went to the corporations. Right? Right at this moment they are in a holding pattern. For what? Death to the right of us. Plague to the left of us. Our souls charge directly into the war between? China/India. China/Vietnam, China/Taiwan, China/North Korea? Is that what is being waited on? The next seal in the bible to be broken?
People say but hey that is not how the bible reads. Think about Jewish writings. They read left to right. Not right to left. Meaning? All those people in bunkers in New Zealand. The government taking their automatic weapons. And without automatic weapons, the night of the living dead.
The attacks will continue. ex Ceo on Netflix in his documentary says there will be more plagues. So expect more diseases to pop up. Think V of the movie, in fact. Wild, I know. In yet, timeline wise is this not when the vaccines and wars got to the stage where the movie V ends?
The hard choices. Be a corporation robot. To die fighting communism when they start their war. What goal is there in the end times? To survive? Believe in Jesus.
Maybe pray like I never have done before. The hard choices ahead are just coming upon the stage. Famine a fourth in the world. War a fourth of the world. Plague a fourth of the world. Conquering armies, which if you read in some place in the bible.
Now sounds like the media is playing off heaven as aliens coming out of the Turkey dam region these days. Escalating tensions around the world. Seems ripe for Umbrella corporation to step in to cause panic. Is there a final plan of escape for the Mandela affected souls? No. There is no escaping to a future that is left dying or dead. Storm the castle. maybe force a change. Yes, maybe we all could just relax. Instead of hating. Love. Stop being evil and greedy for a change. That sounds like a very reasonable plan of action. I mean better than dying of starvation, plague, war, or something worse. Worse? Think about taking the mark of the beast. Remember all those alien movies where the military tries to mix humans with others? Humanity is not fair with other races. Is the death of humanity caused by some failed military super soldier program to resist pain?
The microchip turns off your human emotions. Making you more of a drone or robot. How so? What person would not trade bread for gold? Someone that was programmed to do as told. Is there a chance of a change in sight? Believe in Christ. Pray. Make things right. The ultimate battle, if one realizes, is already fought. Meaning if you read the book left to right. Which in a closed time curved loop makes sense these days? All the Mandela affected souls are going back to their bodies for the day of judgment. Meaning? An end of time. The last battle was done. There is now just an end in sight. So an unseen war.
War between corporations, God, and humanity’s souls. Journal reading.
Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet earth 4.4 billion old from a place in time which once said 6.5 billion years. Talon 123 last of the legion. Classified Supreme Generals Claw Expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-7. 16 August 31, 2020 earth date 10 to 20 variable on search billion years old. Expeditionary Force number 123.
Subject: Speculation so this is what the end looks like?
Failed military experiment to stop invasion force creates a humanoid devoid of emotions. Dementia in the brain most likely zombies of the past future.
Failure to stop the changed nRNA humans murder, humans are turned.
End report awaiting Volcano in Bolivia.
Treaty with fairies voided. They have retrieved fairy creek treasure.
Something to think about this time traveler’s story or tale. Why? Well. if the internet age of the earth is right. And I was on an earth saying it was 6.5 billion years old May 18. 2016 is going to hit the next galaxy in 365,000 years. That would mean here when the earth is 4.5 billion years old and the next galaxy is to hit in 4.5 billion years old. I just might be one of the oldest story tellers you will ever read.-
1 Beginnings
Life is not what I expected life to be like. I was a variable or a person who lived outside the system of life. I lived on an edge that few people believe. Do an internet search on Clinton R. Siegle or type in the name on LinkedIn. A wild tale of a Montanan traveling the United States ending up in Bolivia. Where Sundance died, along with years later, Che. Sort of example of legends to live or die up to. The current setting for me. La Paz Bolivia, a cafe close to the embassy. I am watching people. Why? Read far into this tale to find out. The excitement of seeing the day walked by. I got up and followed. I wanted to see where these strangers went. Why? Again, farther into this story, I will explain. The person I followed ducked into a construction site. I had not noticed it there before. At what time did it change or not built or what happened to the home that was there? That question happened a lot these days. My first journals were all about the details changing. Details? Brands, history, people’s names, locations, and colors. Everything is changing. Say what? Let me begin with where I remember living for 45 years. According to a poem by me which is censored here. I wrote a poem detailing life on earth. Where? When I searched the Internet, the results showed that earth was on the Sagittarius outer arm of a galaxy 377,000 in diameters. No known black holes. The year 2016 plus or minus and time reference point 4.5 billion years into a future that no longer exists. Why 4.5 billion years? My poem I wrote about how weird life was about to get. Earth was about to step outside the galaxy for a bit. That bit correlated with 1500 year destruction cycles. (Siegle, 2018, plus or minus billions of years or just the last moment.) One reads about history. Say what? The last time earth stepped outside its galaxy borders. There was a drought so bad in 400 to 600 AD that half of China ate the other half. People forget those tales. If one is a religious person.
The other time, Planet X visited earth. Another drought was noted in the Bible and the Torah when Joseph saved Egypt. Where Egypt gained enough gold to still make it one of the largest gold deposit holders in this time, too. The other notable time? Noah’s flood. Again Torah and Bible statement when North America Yellowstone blew. When North America attacked Russia. The water coming from the heat of beaver dams wiped out the valley of the Mediterranean. Where life was easy and good. The visiting red dwarf star along with Planet X was close. Anyway, back to 4.5 billion years. There I wrote that earth math showed earth would run into the next galaxy in 365,000 years. (Siegle) While here? 4.5 billion years. So this is a time traveler journal. Let me make this clear. The mystery is why and how and well. A tale to read while wandering in the night streets. A reason you look at the strangers seated in cafes trying to figure out who or what is going on?
So time travelers journal? Why are you writing it this way? I suppose the last 10 journals I wrote did not meet with anyone’s expectations? I mean, what is at stake in a journal, a tale, a mystery of time, after all? Time? How can you say you are 4.5 billion years old? I have been reading your journal “A wandering mind through the multiverse” since 2017 and well. It is noteworthy. What are you trying to say? I suppose I watch the time of tribulation with speculation. Speculation? Time of Tribulation? Where? Why? That is the end of the story. I am at the beginning. Let me begin with where I was at.
On May 18, 2016, plus or minus 4.5 billion years into a future, I lived on a parallel earth. I wrote poetry. Short pirate stories read by many people at one time. There I can say I read on www.deagel.com that the earth had 8.5 billion people. The United States has 365 million citizens and 29 million illegals. Say what? Are you trying to say you have seen the rapture? Yes, another and no.
The alternative world I awoke on May 19, 2016, was so close to mine. If I had not been vision impaired, I would have not noticed the dramatic change in colors in my room. Quality has changed. It was a better world than mine. In what ways? At first I did not realize the dramatic loss in population. Which was 2.5 billion people? Say what? When I looked I was on an earth with 6 billion people. What I noticed was that the colors were more real. Like stepping from an old color television into a modern color TV. That first day I noticed all the public transportation was much newer. My world we were using late 1990 vans and cars. In this reality? Everything was close to 2013 or newer. Much to my surprise. Where did all this extra money come from? Meaning the improvement was dramatic. I investigated. I did a lot of research from the Internet to books.
What I discovered was a change in empathy and how life went in those different worlds. Meaning? My world in 1967 Roe versus Wade occurred. From that date on to 2016. I knew from radio and political ads that 40 million people had gone because of abortion in my United States. Here is the reality today: Roe versus Wade occurred in 1973. Since that date, the United States has aborted double the United States citizens. What am I saying? That the rapture is man made via policy changes made to ensure certain populations. Come now, the Bible is not the government. No. But time travel and stories seem to be the truth. The rapture was invented by Darby in the 1840s. Why or how? I speculate on that. I had found 40 million US citizens. In that these realities abort double the babies than in my reality. Still, that does not explain billions or billions. No. Yet, when I searched. I found China actually enforces the one child policy and forces abortions since 1973. So this story is about time travel, rapture, and?
My journal is about my reaction to how life changed. Along with how I have changed since discovering these realities. I worried I was missing people; you see. My Facebook network seemed to be f with profiles that were no longer used. Were they aborted? Did they not survive whatever brought me to this reality in time? If this is not an odd enough question. Think how people that knew me must have felt when I wrote them about these ideas and changes.
My journal recorded how the earth’s geographical land masses moved. South America moved for 80 some days going east south. Meaning from where South America in my memory for 45 years was. To which is where South America is now below North America, plus 2400 miles east south of that location. Meaning? Santiago, Chile, I was to book a flight there to San Francisco; changed, it was an 11 hour flight. Now? 25 or 27 hours depending on the airline. That is only your memory playing tricks on you. Sure, sure. What about Japan being off the coast of China, not Korea? Or New Zealand, one island above, not below Australia? Or that Mongolia never was part of China? I could go on. I do in some journals for some 100s of examples of changes of things, locations, and realities of things.
So the reality? At first I thought I was in parallel realities. I was on the Sagittarius arm for 80 or more days. Then that changed; too. I went to Pegasus after a while. Now. I suppose I should say that on earth. Wild. Why? The luck there I saw was beyond crazy. I wrote long examples of kids kicking soccer balls into the same two foot area 11 times in a roll. The speed was faster, meaning the bus reaching locations that took 20 minutes in half the time. From there, I noted the earth went to the Orion arm, then the Orion spur, and now the Orion nebula column. To be billions of years old, watching planetary loops each night of a story for you to read the rest. Well. I can point out I am partially blind, one footed, and was a noted poet at one time. So let me say this journal is to investigate for me along the way what has happened to my journals online in every way. From journals. That were online poetry sites, social platforms, and hard hand-written copies. The hard choices I have had to make. Along with what is my goal in this journal? To change your mind. To change humanity’s ending, I suppose. What will happen? For those Ray Bradbury fans, this is where the story gets good. For those that have read this far? Meah. Keep in the journal and get better. For those forced to read this because of some time traveling study course.
Thanks for reading this short story, I suppose. Come along with me for a tale of no return at looking at the surrounding reality in any normal sense of the way. The same way.
What are the dangers of this thought or ideology? My doppelgänger wife sent me to 15 or 17 doctors after I told her what I was seeing. You might pray to God. That magical portals exist and if you are not willing to go. Sometimes you might end up pushed into a new reality.
This journal is to give hope to those people, fearing the Mandela Effect. To realize that they are not alone. That the television Lost had more meaning than one would expect.
This journal is to investigate what I have learned over the years. To think about reality and the significance of what I am trying to communicate.
The obvious issues? I am a partially blind, one-footed insane guy living in La Paz, Bolivia. This complete book might be fiction or nonfiction to him. Reality might change? Your concept of a story might improve something today. While destroying an ideology tomorrow? Investigate a journal entry from the beginning of this journal. Which is no longer available online?
Last of the ten general reports. Enclosure details of plan longevity according to the Internet. Earth 6.5 billion old from Talon, 123 last of the legion.
Classified Supreme Generals Claw Expeditionary Force Officer Messenger Staff, G-7
16 June 2016 earth date6.5 billion years old Expeditionary Force number 123.
Subject: Plans of German timeline discovered on the internet. Source: Link now defunct recollection information the time wars went badly. Agent Talon 123. This agent is reliable and has worked in the past three operations. On projects to avoid Heaven. He was in close contact with General Slevin, General Miller, and General Flashman. During the following three campaigns. They celebrated his performance for 365 years prior to the Reich’s fall on Ali mania.
1. A principal messenger sent into the future to detect the breakdown of the system of things. Event has occurred. What exactly? Prior to the astounding rediscovery of Talon 123. Memory contact with program code name Alice. Detail meetings occurred Oct 24 through November 7. At which point they forced Talon 123 to give up the project’s end game.
2. Talon 123 states: That all efforts need to fall back to the grid provided via General Slevin. In prior reality reports. Below, the known time has to be done to save them. They leave what little of this reality is in time.
3. Blow reality to be watched by Talon 123. End game scenario to be played out 123 has already been lost in the past. This game has no benefit in time. Talon 123 recommends pulling out those able to leave immediately. The end of this timeline is approaching.
Remember, I am writing this journal. To show my investigation of my time travelers through the universe. What are the final ideological questions to ask before I continue? Besides telling you that the rapture is man made, along with government policies? That is your concept of your world. Specifically, the plural world’s system of things needs to change for humanity to survive. Or? Humanity dies. That seems like a lot of work for a fiction or nonfiction book to cover. So let me begin again. Starting with what I have discovered. This along with my time as a pushed time traveler into the reality in which I find myself today.
A Mandela effect Time Traveler on Speculation
To gain some understanding of my speculation, I have to read other journals. This example is from one journal. The journal helps me realize that. Everything is a question. Meaning quotes, books, ideas that were not in my reality or if they were, I never heard them change people’s lives.
“Reading a book gives us somewhere to go when we stay where we are.” Here they say Mason Cooley said this. I look and I do not recognize his name. Not a surprise, I suppose. Me being in a dark room without light writing this one more time. I mean well. My awakening happened May 19, 2016, in La Paz, Bolivia. I had been on earth according to the Internet on the Sagittarius arm. Of a galaxy, according to the internet. Which was 377,000 light years across? I was on the outer arm of that galaxy, and in 2016, I knew they discovered no known black holes in any scientific journal. Meaning? Either our technology is or was or will be not as good as here. Or that information had not made it out to science magazines. Now, as is or was or will be a statement. According to the internet on that earth, the age of earth was 6.5 billion years old. Meaning? Well, here today the Internet infers that this earth is 4.5 billion years old, which is a lie. That would mean I come from a future at least 2 billion years older than here. In yet? I remember writing a poem on Cosmofunnel about the death of the earth.
I wrote about how earth’s galaxy was to collide with the next galaxy in 365,000 years. So? Well. Here the math is 4.5 billion years. Makes one wonder. Are you mad? Yes. Let me agree with you here and now. I am mad. Insane? I doubt that. Mad, yes, but not insane. So where was I? As yes, my room. I am here for the safety of those that plot evil. Why? Most likely I would do something stupid if let out of my gated room with gates and five doors. Like what? Tell you a story?
Thus a story? Yes, a story about a time. Which time story? There are many stories about reality and time. So a reality story? You are mad. What makes you think I want your reality? A reality in space, time, story. Space time? What has that got to do with anything? Space time has a lot to deal with reality and the system of things. System of things? What do you mean? Are you going to go to Jehovah’s Witnesses? No. I argue with them, and after a bit they left too. Why? I won the argument. How? Awe-inspiring stories? I doubt it. Showing them sermons that make no sense in today with the bible they have? Seldom works. Math? Yes, math space.
What do I mean? The future is gone. This is the past. And you are living in my dream for today. Laugh with me. Lol. Laugh all you want.
The book Being and Time 1927 by the German philosopher Martin Heidegger can explain it more than I can. What has being and time have to do with living in your or to be specific in my reality? Well. This being the past. And I did not know I was becoming a spacetime traveler. Or believing or knowing about time travel outside of conspiracies that is part of the story I am going to tell you? Why? In hopes you change your ways? I suppose that would be nice. To get something off my conscience? No. My conscience is or has its own problems. Your soul? Or reality,
How so? If I tell you I have experienced the rapture so many times that I ponder about reality, you would laugh. The first 80 day’s journal if I could get to would explain in more detail what I did and who I wrote and well. Let me be honest about who I freaked out. Freaked out? I am a writer. I was a poet. I attempt to write poetry here. Yet, my greatest works are lost now in some bizarre future that can no longer exist.
I doubt your soul is in my conscience. Unless you did me wrong or knew of me for 45 years. I doubt anyone really is alive outside my valley of experience these days. Then why write this journal? Same reason I wrote the other nine journals, which are gone. Or censored or not written or destroyed. To make me think. And to make me wonder? Thus to make me believe and hope? Hope? I ponder about hope these days.
So what is it I want? The argument against this book? You are not 4.5 billion years old, Clint. Sure, sure, I don’t feel a day over 50. Your body has always been here on this earth, Clint. Sure, sure, this body had been here always. Your memory and poetry are bad. Here I would disagree on the memory part. You see my journals. Wherever they are now or where they are to be at. I documented pretty much where I saw what I saw, so my memory would have something to look at. And as for my poetry being bad? Even here my poems get read. Not like they used to be. But besides my poetry being even bad, people read it. Okay, your stories are worse on this earth, Clint. Well, to be honest, I am a rather wild writer. I wanted to be a cook or a pirate. My cooking is illegal in my household. Why? It causes dreams.
My pirate stories? I write to them and a few people remember them. So few readers out of 3 million readers that used to be. Used to be? Yes. Time. What is time? The past, present, and future, I suppose. The past is always the past for somewhere in the future; you see. And the future? Well, that too is a past for me at present. How so? That is the mystery, is it not? My first journal “Help, help, I have been kidnapped”. I thought I was only going to parallel realities during the writing of that journal. Why? Time on the Internet showed huge dramatic leaps into the past.
Then those parallel realities changed. Spelling, history, color of my eyes, stories. Ah, yes, stories. That is the most hard part, the stories change. Example? I gave my date that I picked up my future wife from the airport. I wrote about it several times elsewhere. So repeating it here will not be so bad, I suppose. I picked her up after a miracle. I got on the highway. Headed into Seattle to our hotel room and a neat place I had found online to eat at. I had my printed directions and drove. Only 3.4 miles turned into 5 miles and still no left turn. Then the sign says “Welcome to Canada”. Now the problem. My wife is from Bolivia. She is a naturalized citizen now. Back then? No. So I got off at the next right exit. Drove back to the United States. I am not adding more detail. So what is the big deal? Seattle here is 150 miles due south of Canada these days. I doubt I could be on the highway filled with buildings in Seattle. Then drive into Canada. So you are mistaken. Laugh with me.
This is where the Jehovah Witnesses in 2017 and my wife get involved. My wife remembered this occurring. And the Jehovah’s Witness being from Canada had a lengthy discussion with her. So math wise Seattle from Canada 150 miles. So? Well. I explained the rapture.
The rapture? Are you sure you are not a Jehovah’s witness? No. They do not believe in the rapture. And surprise, after fact checking, neither do I. Time travel occurred. Policies laws, judges bribed. Evil allowed it to flourish in past future realities.
What do I mean? My world abortion legalized in 1967. My US of A had 365 million citizens in May 2016. I was counting people in each state for some wild ideas I had on the election process. So I knew that number. I also knew the world’s population was 8.5 billion. The 8th billionth child pronounced to be a baby girl in India in 2014. She got free college tuition. Kind of big news in my world. But what has that got to do with this reality? Nothing. On the first few days of my venture in time, space reality. I watched the world’s population fluctuate from 6 Billion to as high as 9 Billion on www.deagel.com. I was in a panic and spoke with lots of people. And there were lots of people in a similar situation and they spoke of how their worlds were ending. One lady spoke of her world having 12 billion people. Her story included how a CO2 gas cloud came out of the Atlantic ocean. Wiping out much of Europe, the east coast, and Africa. So what has this got to do with the rapture? The twinkle in the eye per the bible one will soon be taken and one left?
I thought I got left behind. And math wise I did not enjoy knowing that, so I went hunting. What did I hunt for? Deagel.com, CIA databases, along with several other places. History, like I said, changes. The number of deaths in the US civil war. My reality as a meme showed 545,000 in my timeline. Here a similar meme shows 654,000 Yet if you look at citizens the number could go up to 1.8 million deaths. Wild. I thought I had found where people went. War? I kept on looking. My shock was the first in China. In my reality, China has conquered no part in Mongolia. Here in the 1920s, evidence shows they conquered a good portion of the country. I expected to see a bigger population there. But no. Here in 1973, with the US allowing abortion, China went along with that practice too.
They murdered 500 million more people with an abortion. Wild. I kept on looking and found that in 2016, Pakistan had 750 million people. Why did I know this? I had reasons. War was something I followed, and the question was when or if China and Pakistan or India went to war. Who had the numbers on their side to win? Yet, the issue was Pakistan does not allow abortion. What happened? So again, back to databases. The CIA database on who watches the most homosexual porn. It turns out Pakistan allows homosexuality here. In my reality? They stoned many people. Meaning? I had found the reason for fewer people. Sexuality had changed. Why or how? I kept on looking. During my travels, I found the Montauk project. Which led me to the Anderson Time Institute, which over time added more detail on time travel? Meaning? Well, to begin with a few countries time traveled per the website. Then India, China, Japan, and England were all added. When India added, that was when I realized. India had somehow changed the minds of the Muslim religious leaders. And thus the less population. Because of sexuality, orientation outside of heterosexuality at this time. Here in this timeline. We do not kill them.
So, time travel, the rapture, reality, time, and why I think you all are a figment of my imagination in a dark room? Yes. I suppose I should continue on that topic. So, with the rapture put out of my mind. That I was not so evil that God had rejected me. And 538 friends failed in concern that hey, I am gone. Or someone might possess me? By some third world being. I got more involved with reading on time travel. The insight full reality that time travelers have changed realities. To be specific several times made me question why? I am here and evidence I do not change behavior. If so, someone should ask the evil corporation to pay taxes. I mean, come on, income tax pays 93 percent of government funding. While corporations pay 7 percent of taxes? This made me realize that much of time travel is used by corporations. Well. One specific. On my world May 18, 2016, the news announced Bayer was to purchase Monsanto for 66 billion dollars. Here they buy the company much later and for a much less price. Almost like they know how much their lawsuit will cost them.
So this is to be about time travel then? Sort of about the thoughts of a person watching. Time, space, reality, belief in Time, and a soul searching. Searching for a meaning to life and why cheese sucks so badly in these past realities. Yes. I suppose that is my plan. To tell you a story. A wild story? Yes. To change you? Maybe. I doubt in reality I can change anything. I picture you enslaved by the corporations. I mean, I already see that 93 percent of your life is spent on paying taxes. While the rest is paying them through stimulation packages, tax breaks, incentives too. To what, actually? To stop creativity. I mean, when is the last major advancement in personal computing? Where are the virtual reality machines or holographic reality centers? That is the secret, is it not? Their patents are already in the patent office.
This reality is on a pause, sort of speaking. A pause for what? Well. If I am in the future and my future is dead. This being the past. Means each reality as belief in Time points out reanimates for a soul to pass through. A soul? Specifically, those souls stolen via an evil plan to stop the last day of judgment. I thought we were not going down Jehovah’s witness pathway. I am telling a story. You can stop. I mean, this is your reality, not mine. My reality is in a dark room. This? This is not my reality. So the plan is to change the past? I can warn you. I can not change you. Warn us about what? The mark of the beast in the bible. Thus for those into Scientology the movie The Time or becoming a battery to an evil corporation. Or for those into Star Trek. Humanity on this time line might become the Borg. Per the patent as a hive mind setup so that all creativity is owned and operated by a corporation. That may or may not like your music, your writing, your taste in pizza. Come now, some futurist I am warning realities about what they are? Or have already warned about time and time again. Do not stop being human. Live Humanity. Stop being EVIL. So do good. Be well or good. Sounds like a broken record.
A repeating record. Whose reaction does not seem to cause an outcry. By churches, seeing a corporation patent the mark of the beast. A time loop traveler shouting out to humanity, “HEY being human is not all bad”. We have pizza, after all. And we have music. We have art. But for how long? What am I saying? Think. Think before thinking becomes illegal. A stolen meme? Yes. But think. Think human. Think. The attack on humanity is already here. If you pay attention, an outside influence or madness controls the small elites. The rich state they want to change your DNA. To cause others or you to be paralyzed. To stop you from reproducing. Why? Profit? I guess. What profits a man if he gains the entire world and loses his soul?
So time travel, corporations, reality, the end of time. Anything else in this mad story? I suppose I could point out that in some realities they found Amelia Earhart’s plane. In another reality already I had the links and now that too gone. Or the censor found and deleted it. But that journal now censored and I ponder which part freaked reality most. The part of wandering mind through the plumbing of time. When Clint had to ask himself. Going from the top Sagittarius world to a Pegasus world to Orion’s arm to Orion’s spur, to an Orion nebula column. That awkward question on plumbing. And where does a soul end up in the reality of moving, possessing other people’s bodies for a day in their lives? Does that make me a demon? Possession is 9 tenths of the law. In yet? I do not feel all that evil. I could be? Sure. I knew people in my world. What does that mean? Think if you told a person a story. What power does that story have over you? What? Only so many people can listen to great crimes and influential people trying to find someone to talk to. Kind of sad. Real sad, reality sad. Some of the greatest minds and stories in reality prove. Which I collected lost. Not because the people do not want to tell them. No. They lost because people do not have anyone to listen to them. Do you listen to them? Sure. I gave them a story for a story. I had or have or will have more stories. Whether you believe them is up to you. And I? I can listen. I am older, at least according to the internet, than the average person.
So people tell you stories. They did. And they are doing. In the future, they will try again. So what? Well. Think about reality. Think how, in one reality, one of your deepest secrets might not be so deep. To a copy or a person so close to you. That well, a soul could step into your shoes and they know everything that you did or do or are thinking. And well. Tell the story to a stranger. No one does that. You would end up surprised. The lonely people are all around you. So? What one story can do to you in one reality can change your reality in another forever. What do I mean? I will tell you a story. For my life, I never understood why someone I knew wanted to live where she lived. I knew she loved the people. But for the life of me, the culture sucked. The people were mean to her. And I can say I did not enjoy the environment at all. I called it hell. So imagine for 45 years living with this person. Then visiting her in another world. And she tells you the truth. A story that makes this whole stupid living in hell make sense to her. Still makes little sense to me.
And you realize. She was once in love. That she loved someone else and, for whatever reason, ended up with your father is or was or will be wild. That I knew now that her mind had swapped out for her to hate my father these days. Yes. That she knows she is traveling as I Am. She does not talk about it anymore. Why? When people have one thing to say and say it. They reserve themselves. Why? I do not know. Secrets in one reality make people free in another. Sort of like that lost plane found in one reality and not here or here. Who knows? Tell me a secret and wait. Then ask again and sometimes I will tell you the same story. Yet. Where you turned left or stopped or did not say this is this or that is that. Well. Someone so like you to be your clone said “Well, I did this”. And with that, your entire life could change.
My most recent secrets were told to me by someone that is old. His memory is that the Battle of Hastings happened in 1006, not like here in 1066. Say what? Time change? No. The best reality television program or fiction program that comes closest. These days that explains the West world on HBO. Some realities sped up. How? Anderson Time Institute talks about satellites placed in an orbit. That could hide and slow down earth’s reality for a time. So he came from a faster reality? Sure. What was he telling me? He told me he was older than I. Which, in some sense, is a truth. Not the truth, but a truth. We discussed odds and ends. He confessed to be a magician. I was disappointed. Disney was a magician. Here I see magic used wrong. Yet, his claims were worth listening to. He got upset and de-friended me. Why?
When I pointed out that a certain CEO had committed a biblical sin. So what do I see the change to be? I guess the mounting danger is nothing new to those that watch the news. Plague a hoax or reality? The mark of the beast slavery to a corporation or loss of humanity? Earthquakes in California? Volcanoes in Bolivia, Montana? Nukes in Minnesota, New York City? The mounting forces of evilness are all there. Predicted both by Christianity’s book of Revelation. And now by Scientologist. That they were told to listen to their movies, and by Ayn Rand or Star Trek Prime Directive do not harm humans. In yet? Do I see the forces of reality trying to work against evil? That is the wild part of the Montauk project story. One that is even older than the 1006 battle of Hastings. You see when souls are stolen and hidden among the universe’s galaxies for a purpose? The goal was to assassinate Christ by placing an assassin within heaven. Thus the story of a man that can not talk when met by God and asked why he was not wearing the right clothing. God is powerful. His reality is also real. All this? All of this? If this is my imagination, fine, no problem. If this is part of a story that is real? Walk away from doing evil. Stop being evil. Do right. Why end humanity, and the worlds because of some delusional story that one man can own the world or worlds for a time?
An acquaintance of his and a person I knew about a seal in the bible. And that the bible was being forced to respond to the prophecy of the mark of the beast. Kind of sad. His remarks were that his friend the CEO in college did not know about Revelations and the mark of the beast. I was astounded and told him again a name. What is in a name? A name can make or break a reality. So with that name, he befriended me. Sadness. Change. People need to change or they end up in some looped reality in which the end is awful. Depending on how you see humanity, I suppose.
What is my plan or recourse to evil? Tell you a story. Hope you read it. Most likely the censors will have it hidden or deleted before more than a few dozen people will read it. Storm the castle? No. I am not into that anymore. Action is for those that are or will be bold. Pray? I pray. In yet? I am unsure of what will happen in each reality. Why? The bible has changed for me again. Not for you. No, your bible has always been like it reads here. For me? The changes are significant. There is a narrowing path. Will I make it? I repent daily. My dreams are more vivid. You can only wake up with your mouth tasting of blood so often before you realize something as a time traveler. If this is not a dream, then when I dream might not be a dream either. So what?
2. Ender’s Voyage Through the Abyss
Awakening in a closed time-curved mirror reality was nothing short of extraordinary. In 2012, Ender, the pirate and time traveler. Hurtled through a black hole, setting the stage for a bewildering adventure. Along the way, he crossed paths with Alice, an encounter that unfolded in a parallel. Mandela Effect-altered future. Earth resided in a Milky Way galaxy spanning 377,000 light years. With the planet’s age tallying 6.5 billion years. Notably, on this Earth, no black hole had graced any telescope’s lens. The notion of black holes was merely a hypothesis. As none had yet materialized on any astronomical instrument.
Ender’s earliest experiences were a kaleidoscope of strange ideas and events. Witnessing the United Kingdom’s alternating stances in the European Common Market. He found himself perplexed. As the nation oscillated between staying and departing on particular days. His initial encounter with A.L.I.C.E occurred just months before these events. Immersed Ender in creating a poetry book when his computer malfunctioned. This peculiar disruption hinted at the possibility of time travel. His computer files displayed new dates, even for documents he hadn’t recently accessed.
These mysterious date alterations led Ender. To question whether he had been traveling through time. Even before his descent into the black hole. To test this hypothesis. He created specific files that opened spontaneously, without any manual intervention. A.L.I.C.E was part of a parallel realm exploration. Seeking specific individuals for their unique journeys.
Ender’s journey unfolded within a remarkable room, offering a unique window in time. Daily, he could observe the movement of a mountain outside. And witness South America’s migration across vast distances. Concurrently, the alignment of celestial bodies shifted from Mercury, Mars, Earth to Mercury, Venus, Earth.
Chronicling these surreal events. Ender began maintaining a journal, capturing the enigmatic nature of his time-traveling odyssey. The challenge lay in reconciling these experiences with four decades of skepticism. About time travel. Ultimately thrusting him into a bewildering narrative.
Ender’s journey led him to explore time travel secrets concealed within biblical texts. The phrase, “I am the beginning and the end,” led to profound contemplations. Could Christ’s statement allude to a closed time-curved loop? Where he marked the beginning and end of a temporal cycle?
Ender’s tireless research introduced him to Anderson’s Institute of Time. A source that illuminated various time travel technologies. The concept of closed time-curved loops. Explained phenomena like déjà vu and time lapses. As time traveled eons in days. History, geography, and memory underwent continual transformations.
Investigating time travel brought Ender to a perplexing realization. Someone had accessed his computer files long before his temporal journey began. The question of why he was being drawn into the past gnawed at him.
The turning point arrived when Ender awoke in a new reality in April 2016. The quest to uncover A.L.I.C.E’s identity and motivations spanned eons, but Ender persisted.
Ender’s initial reaction to his time-travel experience led him to seek therapy. Sharing his tales with a therapist eventually resulted in medication.
Ender’s original plan for secrecy was discarded. As he began to write and share his experiences with acquaintances who he believed might understand. However, his efforts were met with indifference.
Anderson’s Time Institute provided him with in-depth insights into time travel technology. Extensive research unveiled significant discoveries, including time-traveler artifacts. Photos of J. C. Penny, and films featuring “Mirror, mirror on the wall.” The realization that the people he interacted with were sometimes long deceased. Spanning eons or billions of years. Left Ender struggling to comprehend the surreal nature of his experiences.
Ender’s most formidable adversary was his own mental acumen. In accepting the notion that everything conceivable had transpired. Even his journey into the black hole. Perhaps as his last ten minutes of cognitive activity. With only his internal observation of biblical fulfillment affirming the existence of God.
Intense mental confrontations with new ideas and alternate histories became a recurring aspect of Ender’s existence. Revisiting his initial journals, he noticed daily changes in numbers, geography, and brands.
Ender’s collaboration with Mandela Effect enthusiasts revealed that they too were time travelers. His evolving quest began to make sense. Leading him to believe that in death, he would return to his original body for the day of judgment.
A.L.I.C.E’s silence became conspicuous, prompting Ender to confront the notion of his own malevolence. A reinterpretation of Revelation 20 suggested that the evil one would be sent to Earth. To be consumed in a lake of fire, implying that Earth was in a form of hell.
Ender’s realization that, according to the internet. He had resided in hell for eons spurred his questioning of the very nature of reality. It led him to the revelation that he existed within a simulated environment.
Ender’s ultimate plan was to strive for goodness and righteousness. Determined to lead a virtuous life. However, his confrontation with himself forced him to reckon. With the possibility of inherent evil. Given his lengthy sojourn in what seemed like a time-traveling hell.
Thus, Ender found himself trapped in the void, grappling with the notion that only God held the key to his salvation, leading to his resolution that time travel was a reality in death.
4 Traveller’s Tale
The traveler glimpsed truth, a fleeting moment where reality’s fabric unfurled. Pensive, he mused. In the closed curve of time’s embrace, could one sculpt the past? How so? A spirit, an essence, a soul—born elsewhere, then purloined or offered, ensconced in a realm long deceased. How? Through one of Anderson’s eleven sanctified technologies, perhaps. Or the infernal gateways of Montauk’s radar portals into the abyss. And there, the wanderer lived, aged, met death, and yet again? Perished far more times than comprehensible. Then one day, rousing not amidst Sagittarius but awakening upon Perseus. A tale spun from enchantment? By the blood moon’s transference, flickering candlelight, or Morgan, the enchantress deity? Countless possibilities unfurl within this enchanted expanse. Why enchantment, you ask? In this domain where time, space, and magnitude hold little sway, the traveler knew himself within the quantum cradle of genesis. The sole query lingered: what denouement awaited? What lesson, what design revealed how the inferno birthed? Inferno? Indeed, for within Revelation, within Revelations 20, Earth emerges as the inferno’s crucible.
In the wake of Perseus’ revelation, the traveler stood at the precipice of infinity. The fabric of time, a tapestry woven with threads of possibility, beckoned him further. His journey, an odyssey through epochs and dimensions, began.
Through the boundless expanse, he encountered civilizations both ancient and unborn, witnessed the rise and fall of empires, and danced upon the threshold of cosmic cataclysms. Each leap across time’s chasm unveiled new mysteries, each era a chapter in the grand chronicle of existence.
He traversed the epochs with an unquenchable thirst for understanding, a seeker of truth in the labyrinth of time’s continuum. Alongside companions plucked from different eras, the traveler sought to decipher the enigmatic symbols etched upon the fabric of reality.
In a world where past, present, and future converged, he learned from sages who whispered secrets lost to history’s annals. He wielded knowledge as a weapon, unraveling the intricacies of existence and peering into the abyss, where creation birthed and destruction awaited its turn.
The traveler encountered adversaries, entities wielding the forces of temporal imbalance, threatening to tear asunder the fragile harmony of time. Battles against temporal marauders ensued across epochs, fought not with swords or shields but with the wisdom garnered from traversing the eons.
Through celestial storms and cosmic tempests, the traveler navigated, guided by an inner compass, seeking not just answers but the elusive key to reshape the fabric of destiny itself.
Amidst the symphony of epochs and the tumult of cosmic machinations, he uncovered a revelation that echoed through the corridors of time: the nexus where the threads of fate converged, where the genesis of inferno met the dawn of creation.
In that pivotal moment, wielding knowledge as his shield and wisdom as his sword, the traveler faced the cataclysmic origin, poised to rewrite the cosmic script and forge a new destiny for the universe. For in the heart of the temporal maelstrom, the traveler stood as a harbinger of change, a sentinel of the ages, and the custodian of time’s sacred secret.
Amidst the swirling currents of the torus of parallel realities, the traveler delved deeper into the complexities of the closed time curved loop. Each step through the labyrinthine pathways of time unfurled not just the tapestry of history but the subtle alterations that reverberated across dimensions.
One such anomaly emerged when the traveler stumbled upon a divergence where the retail giant, once known as JcPenny, had seemingly morphed into JcPenney. A trivial change in spelling, yet a monumental shift in the annals of retail history, echoing across the interconnected realms.
In another twist of the temporal skein, Japan, a land long believed to be situated off the coast of China, now appeared in the traveler’s chronicles nestled along the shores of Korea. The seismic shift of geographical placement rippled through the fabric of reality, altering cultural narratives and geopolitical landscapes across the parallel dimensions.
As the traveler navigated these intricacies, they realized the fragility of the closed time curved loop. Minute alterations, seemingly inconsequential, echoed across the continuum, birthing divergent realities with each choice, each historical anomaly.
The torus of parallel realities, a labyrinthine tapestry of possibilities, held within its grasp the infinite permutations of existence. It whispered tales of civilizations rising and falling, of cosmic dances altering destinies, and of the eternal dance between the slightest change and the grandest shift in the fabric of time.
Amidst the ebb and flow of temporal anomalies, the traveler sought equilibrium, striving to comprehend the intricacies of the torus, to discern the delicate balance between the tiniest alteration and the monumental divergence that shaped the multiverse.
For in the heart of the torus, where past, present, and future intertwined in an eternal dance, the traveler glimpsed the kaleidoscope of possibilities, each thread of change weaving a unique tapestry in the grand mosaic of existence. And in that infinite expanse, the traveler continued their odyssey, navigating the currents of time and reality, forever seeking the elusive truths that lay hidden within the labyrinth of the closed time curved loop.
In the labyrinth of the torus, the traveler encountered a baffling conundrum: a schism in the continuum where the fate of nations hinged on diverging timelines. In one strand, the United Kingdom chose to remain within the European Common Market, sealing its fate with a narrow Tuesday vote of 54 to 45—a decision that echoed through the corridors of history.
Yet, as the traveler retraced their steps through the annals of time, they stumbled upon an enigmatic twist. The very fabric of reality seemed to have reconfigured itself, revealing an alternate reality where the same United Kingdom, on a Thursday, voted 51 to 48 to exit the European Common Market. A hair’s breadth of divergence but a seismic shift in the tapestry of the world.
The traveler pondered this temporal paradox, the perplexing duality that echoed through the torus of parallel realities. How could a singular event birth such disparate outcomes across the weave of time?
In the chambers of the torus, where the past intersected with myriad futures, the traveler bore witness to the repercussions of these conflicting timelines. The echoes of both decisions resonated, sending ripples across the geopolitical landscape, altering alliances, economies, and the very course of global history.
In one iteration, the United Kingdom thrived within the embrace of the European Common Market, fostering unity and collaboration across borders. In the other, the nation charted an independent course, navigating the tumultuous seas of autonomy amidst the waves of uncertainty.
The traveler grappled with the profound implications of these divergent realities, contemplating the delicate balance between choice and consequence. Within the torus, where time’s tapestry weaved infinite possibilities, each decision, each vote, held the power to sculpt destinies and mold the contours of the multiverse.
As the traveler journeyed through the ever-shifting corridors of the torus, they carried with them the echoes of these parallel truths, a testament to the intricate dance between the choices made and the myriad paths untaken. In the boundless expanse of the torus, where echoes of divergent realities intertwined, the traveler sought not just answers but the elusive understanding of the intricate threads that wove the fabric of existence itself.
The traveler, armed with the wisdom gleaned from the Anderson Time Institute, ventured deeper into the enigmatic realm of the closed time curved loop, seeking to unravel the mysteries that birthed the torus of parallel realities.
Guided by the Institute’s teachings, the traveler delved into the intricacies of the double-slit experiment, a celestial ballet between particles and waves that echoed throughout the tapestry of time. They witnessed the duality inherent in the experiment, where particles exhibited both wavelike and particle-like behaviors depending on the observer, unraveling the fabric of certainty and revealing the fluidity of reality.
In the crucible of the closed time curved loop, this duality echoed profoundly. Events, like waves propagating through the continuum, manifested as both particles and waves across the vast expanse of time. A Tuesday vote witnessed as the United Kingdom remaining in the European Common Market, a particle in one reality, while in another, observed on a Thursday, it diverged into the United Kingdom’s departure.
The traveler understood that within the tapestry of time, events weren’t fixed points but waves rippling through the corridors of existence. The Anderson Time Institute’s revelations illuminated the interplay between these events, echoing the double-slit experiment’s paradox—simultaneously occurring at different times, existing as waves of probability until observed, collapsing into tangible reality.
This comprehension unveiled the nature of the torus of parallel realities—a continuum where these waves, these echoes of events, reverberated endlessly. Each decision, each vote, became a wave cresting in the ocean of time, propagating across the toroidal expanse, birthing myriad realities that coexisted within the labyrinthine corridors of the torus.
The traveler marveled at the elegant interweaving of these parallel realities, each resonating with echoes of similar events, diverging and converging across the multidimensional tapestry. The paradox of the double-slit experiment mirrored within the torus, where events existed as both waves and particles—fluid, elusive, and coalescing into tangible manifestations only upon observation.
Armed with the understanding of Anderson’s revelations and the insights gleaned from the double-slit experiment, the traveler navigated the convoluted pathways of the torus, seeking not just to observe but to comprehend the intricate dance of events—waves cresting and subsiding, particles coalescing and diffusing—within the timeless expanse of parallel realities.
In the fabric of the torus, where parallel realities intersected, the traveler stumbled upon an intriguing revelation tied to satellite drag—an anomaly that had caused certain realities to lag behind or surge ahead within the vast expanse of time.
These divergences in temporal pacing resulted in a fascinating consequence: some individuals within these realities witnessed, through the double-slit experiment of their existence, glimpses of their future selves. The drag effect acted as a temporal lens, allowing these beings to observe facets of their potential futures, much like watching the delayed waves in the experiment.
Armed with this foreknowledge gleaned from glimpses of their future selves, these individuals sought to harness the subtleties of temporal manipulation. Using strategies akin to insurance policies, they maneuvered events—nudging, pulling, or delaying them—to alter the trajectory of their realities.
The traveler witnessed the intricate dance orchestrated by these temporal manipulators. They utilized the drag-induced delays or accelerations to influence the sequence and outcome of events. By pushing certain events ahead or pulling others behind, they sought to shape the tapestry of history, weaving new threads into the fabric of their existence.
This mastery of temporal manipulation was akin to a cosmic chess game, where each move across the temporal chessboard held the potential to redefine the course of realities. The drag-induced temporal discrepancies offered these adept manipulators a strategic advantage—an opportunity to foresee potential outcomes and steer the currents of time towards desired ends.
The traveler marveled at this delicate dance of cause and effect, where the mere manipulation of temporal pacing birthed divergent paths, altering the very essence of reality. The interplay between satellite drag-induced temporal lags and glimpses of future selves became the canvas upon which these temporal architects sketched their alterations.
As the traveler ventured further into the torus, they witnessed the ripples caused by these manipulations, the echoes of altered events resonating through the corridors of time. It became evident that within the labyrinth of the torus, where parallel realities converged and diverged, the mastery of temporal drag offered a gateway to wield influence over the intricate fabric of history itself.
As the traveler navigated the complexities of the torus, they encountered enigmatic practitioners wielding a fusion of ancient wisdom and futuristic techniques. These temporal sorcerers, delving into the realms of biblical lore, had discovered an artful method to reshape realities by harnessing the power of stolen ideas and souls.
Drawing from the wellspring of Hoodoo magic, these adepts wielded rituals and incantations to traverse the boundaries between realities. Through intricate ceremonies and the manipulation of Kozyrev mirrors—devices believed to bend the fabric of time—they carved pathways between parallel dimensions.
In their quest to influence the course of history, these sorcerers employed a cunning strategy. They pilfered ideas, innovations, and concepts from one reality, smuggling them through the temporal conduits created by the mirrors. Like thieves of knowledge and souls, they transcended the barriers of time and space, transferring these stolen essences to alternate realms and epochs.
The adept manipulation of Kozyrev mirrors allowed them to craft mirror realities, intricately weaving stolen fragments of one reality into the tapestry of another. Through these mirror realms, they placed the displaced souls, infused with ideas and inspirations, altering the trajectory of civilizations and histories across the toroidal expanse.
In the cosmic ballet of temporal manipulation, these sorcerers orchestrated a symphony of stolen echoes, grafting fragments of one reality onto the canvas of another. The very essence of biblical wisdom, intertwined with Hoodoo magic and futuristic technology, became the catalyst for metamorphosing the fabric of existence.
The traveler observed the repercussions of these actions, witnessing the ripple effects echoing through time’s corridors. The stolen ideas sparked revolutions, propelled advancements, and birthed civilizations anew. Souls, displaced and transplanted, imbued alternate realities with the seeds of innovation and enlightenment.
As the sorcerers continued their intricate dance, threading stolen thoughts and souls through the intricate maze of the torus, the traveler grappled with the implications. The delicate balance of existence itself hung in the balance, as the manipulation of ideas and souls across the mirror realities unfolded—a testament to the profound power wielded by those who dared to venture into the labyrinth of time.
Time Traveller’s tale
I doubt people take me seriously these days. I used to be very serious indeed. Until I skipped a bit of time one day and then?
Time? Why are you asking? Do you travel? Travel time? Oh? Why? Yes. I do.
People laugh at that response. People say I am not in the right mind. I smile a lot these days. Watching things happen. Then rehappen. Watching deja vu. Seeing things change a little this way and little that way.
Changes? Like what? Do you vote on the second Tuesday in November? Or the first Monday in November after a Sunday? Or the first Tuesday in November after a Monday? Battle of Hastings? Did it happen in 996 1006 or 1066?
Time is flexible and realities are changing in the time of tribulation my reader. I assure you that when I and Hillary Clinton both remember Abe Lincoln as a senator. We were both right once upon a time.
Still laughing? Me? I know 51 states in the US of A. While Obama may know 58 states. Still laughing? Ask George Bush Jr when did Mandela die and by whose hands? Or ask Dan Quale how to spell potato or tomato?
I assure you that the time of tribulation is not what I expected it to be. I assure you the ending of humanity is sad to see. What? I assure you in December 2017 that Hawaii was nuked in one of these realities.
I see you doubt me still. Let me assure you. When I started to realize I was dead and traveling time. I was a bit more perturbed than you.
You see until you have had your written word change before your eyes. You still will not believe in magic my dear. And time is magic.
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5 Wonderland
"Wonderland? Indeed, I've been there. It's located off the coast of Neverland, somewhere between Oz and Kathmandu, on the Chinese side, not the Nepalese side of that hidden Tibetan garden of paradise near the ocean. Surprisingly, few people in England are aware of this. There's a common assumption that Alice was English, and yet, these small portals, wormholes, or rabbit holes connect to a network of tunnels crisscrossing Europe, leading to various places around the world and beyond.
In any case, Charles Lutwidge Dodgson's conversation with his great-great uncle, Richard Francis Burton, paved the way for his rather peculiar book. It all began with a tale Uncle Burton recounted during a nighttime tea, speaking of a place he had experienced during his travels with a madman, a hat-maker by trade, who had once fallen through a hole in pursuit of a historical artifact stolen by a fast-moving rabbit, which he never managed to catch.
This mad hatter, who, at times, went by the name Gregor MacGregor, was given this moniker after a discussion, although even he wasn't entirely sure of his true name, but one thing was certain, he was indeed a hat-maker. The unofficial title of pirate or cacique of Poyais was part of the real story Uncle Burton shared over a shot of whiskey. The focal point of the tale was a map, a special historical piece that had been stolen. This map had the potential to transport people across time, space, and even other worlds. MacGregor had stumbled upon it during his conquest of the Republic of Poyais. But the origin of the map remained a mystery.
Uncle Burton recalled how he sometimes referred to MacGregor as a pirate or cacique of Poyais. He narrated how MacGregor had once commandeered a Spanish ship carrying treasures from Europe to Venezuela, or at times, he wondered if it was the other way around. Whiskey-fueled tales could be quite confusing, and fact-checking was often necessary. Nevertheless, Uncle Burton was convinced that MacGregor had claimed the ship was bound for Panama City, carrying a Catholic cardinal or a high-ranking official, along with books, maps, and meager spoils that were of little use to a pirate. It begged the question, why would Spain send treasure to South America?
But where was I? Oh, yes, the dream—or was this the dream? Dreaming has become rather somber in recent times, as we witness the end of time, a wheel spinning out of control, with time reversing billions of years. People forget to pray for peace. But I digress; back to the map. Ah, yes. After a sip of wine, let me see. Returning to the map of the universe, Wonderland, Sir Barton, the pirate known as MacGregor, and the rabbit that pilfered the map of the universe. Where was I? Ah, yes, Uncle Burton—or Sir Barton, as he was not yet a Sir back then. He was a young man, either in the 15th or 18th Bombay Native Infantry, stationed in Gujarat under the command of General Charles James Napier. Uncle Burton was one of the few educated white men interested in languages and, according to Uncle Burton, he had a long list of languages under his belt, including Hindustani, Gujarati, Punjabi, Sindhi, Saraiki, Marathi, Persian, and Arabic.
Now, let's get back to the story. Mr. MacGregor arrived in India aboard a steamship and found himself lost, seeking someone who could assist with languages in Bombay. The two met under unusual circumstances, at a brothel, no less. At that time, Mr. MacGregor was going by the title 'Cacique of Poyais,' which, in layman's terms, meant he was the chief of a South American country, to which he was selling land and other items to potential investors. Their meeting came about due to a woman who thought that Uncle Burton's language skills might be of help, after hearing Mr. MacGregor's tales.
As the story went, Mr. MacGregor, vice general in the Venezuelan army and pirate extraordinaire, was in a battle with some locals in Caracas when a cannonball miraculously bounced and landed right beneath him. He had been reviewing an old map, one he had acquired as a pirate from a priest or cardinal. The cannonball had exploded, and when he awoke, he found himself in Bombay, of all places. He had served Her Majesty for a few years and recognized the city from stories he had heard during his service. Folded in his pocket, he found his map, along with some loose coins. Wandering into a local brothel, he met a lady who, intrigued by his story, introduced him to Uncle Burton, believing that Uncle Burton's knowledge of languages might be of assistance.
In short order, the two devised a plan to follow the map. However, the details on the map changed daily, leading to a shrine where 'Oro' in Spanish was spelled out on a mountain, supposedly marking the border between India and China. The peculiar part was that the map itself would sometimes change, outlining territories such as Oz, Neverland, and other unknown lands in the 1840s. But Uncle Burton was sure that the map led them to a gold statue, which MacGregor had promised to one of his investors.
Sir Burton had not yet earned his title; he was a young man at the time, either in the 15th or 18th Bombay Native Infantry, stationed in Gujarat, under the command of General Charles James Napier. Uncle Burton was among the few white men who were passionate about languages and, according to his accounts, he was a proficient speaker of Hindustani, Gujarati, Punjabi, Sindhi, Saraiki, Marathi, Persian, and Arabic. At that point, they had lost their tents and sleeping gear. The mule was still loaded with supplies, and the mule handler had left some food for the fire, intending to return.
To say that they were ill-equipped would be an understatement. However, MacGregor had his book and map with him, and he insisted on consulting them before taking another step. The mule and mule handler, perhaps fueled by fear of the looming undead, decided not to heed his advice and continued on the left side of the posted sign, leaving behind their tents and sleeping gear. The slurping undead beings were closing in but remained at a distance. A torch was hastily fashioned from some torn material, and the map and book were consulted for guidance."
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Clinton R. Siegle is a disabled writer from Lame Deer, Montana. He is living in La Paz, Bolivia currently writing about what he believes is an adventure of a lifetime.
In the heart of the bustling Café Shi, Ender the pirate sat at a weathered table, his eyes fixed on a tattered map that whispered of untold riches. The map spoke of a legendary treasure hidden in the depths of Chesapeake Bay, a fortune so vast that it could turn a humble diver into a king of the seas.
With the salty wind at his back and the taste of adventure on his lips, Ender set sail for the distant shores of the Chesapeake, his crew of loyal misfits ready to brave the unknown. The journey was treacherous, the waves relentless, but Ender's determination was unwavering. For he knew that beyond the horizon lay the promise of gold and glory, waiting to be seized by those bold enough to claim it.
As the ship neared its destination, the crew could feel the thrill of anticipation coursing through their veins. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the bay in a golden glow, and Ender knew that the time had come to make their move. With a glint of excitement in his eye, he donned his diving gear, ready to plunge into the depths and unearth the fabled treasure.
The waters of Chesapeake Bay welcomed them with a haunting embrace, but Ender was undeterred. Down, down he descended, into the dark abyss where secrets slept and fortunes lay waiting. His heart pounded in his chest as he swam deeper, guided by the flickering light of his lantern, until at last, he spotted the glimmer of something magnificent.
Amidst the ancient wreckage of a long-lost ship, Ender beheld the treasure that had lured him across the seas. A chest overflowing with gold and jewels, a testament to the daring souls who had come before him. With a triumphant roar, he hauled the treasure to the surface, the weight of his conquest filling him with a sense of pride and accomplishment.
As the sun rose over the horizon, Ender and his crew set sail once more, their ship laden with the spoils of their adventure. The tale of their daring exploits would echo across the seven seas, inspiring others to seek their own fortunes and write their own legends. And Ender the pirate, with the glint of adventure in his eyes, looked to the horizon, knowing that his next great adventure awaited, just beyond the edge of the world.
As the sun rose over the horizon, Ender and his crew set sail once more, their ship laden with the spoils of their adventure. The tale of their daring exploits would echo across the seven seas, inspiring others to seek their own fortunes and write their own legends. And Ender the pirate, with the glint of adventure in his eyes, looked to the horizon, knowing that his next great adventure awaited, just beyond the edge of the world.
In the heart of the bustling port town, Lady Elara, a fearless adventurer with a passion for uncovering the mysteries of the world, stumbled upon a long-forgotten pirate treasure hidden deep within a cavern. As she meticulously sifted through the glittering trove, her keen eyes caught sight of something shimmering amidst the gold and jewels. To her amazement, nestled among the riches was a baby dragon, its scales glistening like precious gems.
Lady Elara couldn't believe her eyes. The baby dragon looked at her with a mix of curiosity and vulnerability. Without hesitation, she reached out her hand, and to her surprise, the dragon nuzzled against her palm, emitting a soft purring sound. It became clear to her that this dragon was special, and she knew she had to protect it from those who would exploit its rarity.
She decided to name the dragon Aurelia, for its radiant scales that reminded her of the dawn's first light. Lady Elara knew that this discovery would change her life forever. With Aurelia by her side, she embarked on a new adventure, one that would lead her to uncover ancient secrets, forge unbreakable bonds, and protect the extraordinary creatures that dwelled in the hidden corners of the world. Together, they set sail, their destination unknown but their hearts filled with the promise of endless adventure and discovery.
In the heart of the bustling port town, Lady Elara, a fearless adventurer with a passion for uncovering the mysteries of the world, stumbled upon a long-forgotten pirate treasure hidden deep within a cavern. As she meticulously sifted through the glittering trove, her keen eyes caught sight of something shimmering amidst the gold and jewels. To her amazement, nestled among the riches was a baby dragon, its scales glistening like precious gems.
Without a moment's hesitation, Lady Elara carefully cradled the tiny creature in her hands, marveling at its beauty and innocence. She knew she had unearthed something extraordinary, something that would change the course of her destiny forever.
With the baby dragon nestled protectively in the pockets of her coat, Lady Elara embarked on a daring journey to the mystical Cafe Shi, a place rumored to be a haven for extraordinary beings and enigmatic characters. As she navigated through treacherous jungles and braved tempestuous seas, her determination never wavered. Her heart beat with the thrill of adventure and the promise of the unknown.
Upon reaching the fabled Cafe Shi, Lady Elara found herself face to face with Ender the Pirate, a legendary figure renowned for his daring exploits on the high seas. With a glint of mischief in his eyes, Ender listened intently as Lady Elara recounted her remarkable discovery. He nodded knowingly, his weathered face betraying a hint of intrigue and excitement. Together, they hatched a plan to seek the wisdom of none other than Alice of Wonderland, whose enigmatic presence was said to hold the key to unlocking the baby dragon's true potential.
Setting out once more, Lady Elara and Ender ventured into the whimsical realm of Wonderland, a place where reality and fantasy intertwined in a mesmerizing dance. Amidst the surreal landscapes and peculiar inhabitants, they finally came upon the ethereal figure of Alice. With her timeless wisdom and boundless curiosity, Alice greeted them warmly, her eyes sparkling with a knowing twinkle.
As the three of them sat in the enchanting surroundings of Wonderland, sipping tea and sharing tales of their extraordinary adventures, the baby dragon stirred restlessly in Lady Elara's pocket. Suddenly, it emitted a radiant glow, illuminating the entire cafe with a breathtaking display of magic and wonder.
In that moment, Lady Elara knew that the baby dragon was destined for greatness, a symbol of hope and possibility in a world filled with untold mysteries. With the guidance of Ender the Pirate and the wisdom of Alice of Wonderland, she embraced the epic adventure that awaited her, ready to soar to new heights and unlock the secrets of the mythical creature she had discovered.
And so, with the baby dragon by her side and her heart brimming with courage, Lady Elara embarked on a journey that would echo through the ages, a tale of bravery, friendship, and the boundless magic that thrived in the world beyond the ordinary.
In the age of piracy on the high seas, the tales of Ender, the notorious pirate, are seldom spoken of as tradition. Yet, occasionally, the name is applied with a hint of disapproval for its absence. The pirate's exploits are not referred to as "the tradition" or "a tradition"; rather, they are described as "traditional" or even "too traditional." The word itself rarely surfaces, usually accompanied by criticism or vague approval, steeped in the comforting embrace of archaeological reconstruction. To make the word palatable to English ears, one must invoke the reassuring science of pirate archaeology.
In the world of swashbuckling adventures, tradition is not about blindly following the successes of the immediate pirate generation. "Tradition" should be discouraged if it merely consists of mindless repetition. The simple currents of adherence to past triumphs often get lost in the sandy shores of predictability, and novelty is deemed superior to repetition. True tradition, however, goes beyond mindless inheritance; it requires great labor to obtain. It demands a historical sense, an awareness of the past not just as something that has gone by, but as a living and simultaneous presence. This historical sense is the essence of a pirate's tradition, making them acutely aware of their place in time.
For Ender, the pirate, every raid, every adventure, is not just an individual act; it is a continuation of the timeless and temporal legacy of piracy. The poet, or in this case, the pirate, cannot exist in isolation. The significance of Ender's exploits lies not just in his individual acts but in his relation to the legendary pirates of the past. His deeds must be set among the tales of the dead pirates for a true understanding of his value.
In the pirate's life, conformity is not about blindly following the ways of the immediate pirate predecessors. True conformity involves a dynamic interplay between the old and the new. The existing pirate order is complete before a new pirate like Ender arrives, but for order to persist, it must be altered, even if ever so slightly. The relations, proportions, and values among pirate exploits are readjusted, creating a harmony between the old and the new.
Ender, the pirate, understands that he is inevitably judged by the standards of the pirate legends of the past. This judgment is not an amputation but a comparison, a measurement of the new against the old. Conformity is not about sacrificing individuality; it is a test of the new pirate's value, a slow and cautious application of a standard that acknowledges the ever-changing nature of piracy.
In the realm of pirate poetry, erudition is not a hindrance but a necessity. Ender absorbs the knowledge of legendary pirates, not confined to what is useful for examinations or public acclaim. Much like Shakespeare's acquisition of essential history from Plutarch, Ender's knowledge goes beyond the superficial, delving into the depths of pirate lore. The poet must continually develop a consciousness of the pirate past throughout their career, surrendering themselves to the vast sea of pirate knowledge.
In this epic tale of Ender, the pirate, honest criticism and sensitive appreciation are not directed solely at the pirate but at the poetry of piracy. The confused cries of critics and popular repetition may mention Ender's name, but true appreciation lies in understanding the poetry of his exploits. The impersonal theory of piracy emphasizes the relationship between Ender and the broader legacy of piracy. His mind, like a finely filiated platinum, catalyzes the fusion of past pirate experiences, creating a new and refined art of piracy.
Ender's poetry is not a mere expression of personal emotions but an escape from them, an immersion into the collective experiences of pirates. The pirate's emotions are not remarkable; it is the complex fusion of feelings, phrases, and images that creates a new and profound art emotion. The pirate's mind serves as a receptacle for countless pirate experiences, combining them into a tranquil atmosphere of poetic concentration.
As the epic of Ender unfolds, it halts at the frontier of metaphysics, confining itself to practical conclusions applicable to those interested in piracy. The aim is to divert interest from the pirate to the poetry, fostering a juster estimation of true piracy. The emotion of pirate art is impersonal, requiring the complete surrender of the pirate to the work at hand. Ender, the pirate, lives not just in the present but in the present moment of the pirate past, conscious of what is already living in the sea of pirate tradition.
Upon entering the cafe Shi, you are welcomed and seated with Captain Ender the pirate. Now, on any given day, or time or season a new story might appear or disappear or well. Today Ender has his journal out the date is sort of important the location according to his star charts was very important. The following story according to him was written on Sagittarius star arm in a parallel Milky way galaxy date of earth was well 6.5 billion years or 2 billion years in the future from now.. So read on or return to another tale. Enter
Of course you could skip this and read a time travelers awkward journal. Enter
This is a tale from Terry, Montana and a man I got to know as Jack who was known to the town as Ole Pierce. To me, I got to know him through my great cousin Albert, who visited him being of the same trade junk-men at heart.
The tale of the princesses.
Bootlegging whiskey in Havre, Montana during the 1918s was a dangerous field of work not to pay taxes was an issue to the federal government. This was not prohibition era, but the government wanted its tax revenue. The Kennedy boys were a mean vicious lot. This tale is told by an old timer junkman to children that visit him every blue moon. Canada the road to rum, whiskey and beer ran through Harve towards Chicago by train and Denver via truck. Jack the story teller was a little orphan boy who was a watcher for the Kennedy's during the night and thief of passing trains cargo during the day.
One night while the Kennedy's stored their whiskey on a train bound to Alaska Jack accidentally fell asleep. He awoke bound to Alaska in a contain that was supposedly filled with whiskey from Canada. Three days he had nothing to eat only whiskey to drink. Finally, the train stopped at a port town because Jack could smell the fish. No one came that he recalls. The container was hoisted onto a ship, and all the yelling and screaming Jack could do no one heard him. He started to catch rats in the container and eat them raw. The container onboard had been placed high on the ship so all his calling to ship men and crew went unheard. The steamship smoke clouded his view so much of the time he spent hoping to catch a rat. Two weeks later the ship docked. Everything was unloaded onto a train. Finally, a soldier opened the crate and saw Jack. He was brought to an armed tent where he was asked about his circumstances. The soldierly commander congratulated Jack on surviving and told him he had just been drafted. The group on the train was a combination US and British soldiers with train men from the states. Jack got to know the brake man and learned that whole group was off to save the Czar Nicholas II of Russia and his family.
The train adventure was something out of an old medieval war story. The train being a steam engine would puff and stop at times due to the lack of coal. Several times along the way the whole attachment was put forth to cut wood, and or look for coal. Jack was useful during these times knowing a little Russian and Yiddish from his grandfather. Jack also got to learn how to slow the train down by applying the brakes going downhill.
One time when people were out searching for fuel for the train, a group of locals dressed as Mongolians attacked the train with swords, and arrows. The sentry with the steam powered machine gun made short work of the m. The British having to bribe both the White Army of the Czar, Bolsheviks, wild revolutionaries, and the Red Army of Vladimir Lenin to get through the Siberian train railroad. Bribing the White Army was easier said than done. A lot of the old Czar’s military felt betrayed by the Czar by his lack of leadership. One White General even order a bayonet charge against the train while it was pulling away from a station. The tale of that ride brought me back for several visits to Jack the junkman in Terry, Montana. There was the Japanese army of a million men who were taking up positions on long the road. The bribe was a jewel the size of a baby's fist to the general in command. They were attacked several times and held the train with three machine guns and a cannon.
One of the more memorable tales was when Jack’s train had to backup fifteen miles because of no side rails to let the train of General Kaledin by. Jack wild story here was more reflective in his face. Talking about how handbraking downhill was easy but keeping a whole train at a steady pace going backward in snow was terrifying. After that he was tired however because he knew some Russian and Yiddish he was forced back to work.
The tale Jack had was that General Kaledin invited the officers and he was drafted as their messenger for a night party. The party was like a medieval banquet inside a train. Drinking wine, vodka, and dancing with women. His tale was of several professional night ladies dancing singing and drinking more vodka and spirits than he could remember doing so in his life. All he did was watch. Like many medieval tales the General was not such a good guy. During the night General Kaledin required an extra bribe which the Brit paid several costly jewels and another ruby the size of a handful was the description.
After that the train went to two stops to find the Czar. The first was a bust meaning the Czar had been moved, and the second was Ipatiev House in Yekaterinburg. Finally, they reached Ipatiev House in Yekaterinburg. This time an American office, a British officer/royal and Jack as a scout went into Yekaterinburg. The British officer spoke flawless Russian, however, no one in public wanted to speak with him. Finally, Jack took the lead asking for some bread. Jack was a quick child and knowing some Yiddish allowed him to ask the right kids around the train yard to find the family. Upon getting to the house, there was not much to the tale. The officers bribed the local official and were preparing to leave with the whole family. However, the family doctor said Alexei could not be moved. The Czar would not go without his son. Finally, the four daughters were allowed to go. Getting back to the train yard, there was a run-in with the locals.
One of the daughters was murdered there. Jack's description was not of an execution more like a disagreement with the person accepting a bribe and then that person trying to retake the four girls. Anastasia Nikolaevna got separated during a melee between the Brit and five Russians. The Brit pulled out a sword and rushed the Russians cutting three of them down and forcing the other two to flee. Knowing that name Anastasia I asked what happened to her? He said Anastasia was next to a building when the local official pulled out a pistol and five men rushed the Brit and awkwardly was being restrained by the Brit when the gun went off. Olga was shot dead. Jack only said that after Olga had been shot that Anastasia just was not there. One moment she was and the next no sign. There was snow, so he looked but could not find her. Anyway after looking for a few minutes both officers, Tatiana Nikolaevna, Maria Nikolaevna and Jack got back to the train. That was Jack's saving a princess tale.
The fighting on the way back across Serbia was a wild tale. Jack on more than one occasion was put in charge of braking the train while the regular brackman went to sleep or was repairing parts of the train which was kept moving as fast to the east as possible. There were three melees that Jack gave great detail about. First was when the Red Army in front of the train required that everyone get off the train and be searched. The diplomatic papers, and bribes were not working this time. So the plan laid out by the Brit rather fastly was to engage the Reds upon seeing them and open fire with the machine gun. This was the plan. However, the Reds brought only a few soldiers to the train. They were easily bribe when the wrong officer was in charge. Pulling out of the blockade however got crazy and the machine gun was used cutting town several soldiers of the Red Army.
The train moved along for hundreds of miles without seeing a sign of human life. Then all of a sudden there was a vast amount of people escaping the Red Army. The melee here was more sadness. The people Jack said the people were just trying to escape the cold but their numbers and rioting was slowing the train down. The soldiers on board were ordered to clear a path which they did with swords and bayonets.
The final big melee was between the Japanese which had sent several thousand troops into the area to secure the railroad. This part was interesting in that the Japanese at first deferred to the General that had let them pass through the first time. But during their passing a new General arrived and he was either more honorable or had not been bribed was trying to retake the train. The melee was short the machine gun cutting down several hundred soldiers in an open field.
He said that the British office married Titiana and that Maria ended up as a missionary in Africa. His tale was fun, and he had many more about Butch Cassidy being a bootlegger in Nevada and such, but this one when he was done he pointed to a cabinet. Inside was one of those Russian eggs, which looked like the frame was made of gold.
Ender Talon a pirate tale
Time's Tapestry
Time's Tapestry
"The Temporal Voyager":
TIME'S TAPESTRY
WRITTEN BY CLINTON SIEGLE
"The Temporal Voyager": In this tale, a young scientist accidentally creates a
time-traveling device. Excited by the prospect of exploring history, they embark
on a journey through time. However, their adventures lead to unexpected
consequences, altering the course of events in significant ways. As they
navigate the intricacies of the past, they learn profound lessons about the
interconnectedness of time and the responsibility that comes with manipulating
it.
1. Chapter 1: The Call to Adventure
2. Chapter 2: Refusal of the Call
3. Chapter 3: Meeting the Mentor
4. Chapter 4: Crossing the Threshold
5. Chapter 5: Tests, Allies, and Enemies
6. Chapter 6: Approaching the Innermost Cave
7. Chapter 7: The Ordeal
8. Chapter 8: The Reward
1. CHAPTER 1: THE CALL TO ADVENTURE
Ender's ship cut through the waves of time, the whirring of the temporal engines
resonating through the air. The sleek, metallic hull glinted under the glow of
shifting temporal currents, as Ender expertly navigated the vessel through the
ebb and flow of historical epochs. The air crackled with the energy of temporal
displacement, sending shivers down the spine and sparking a sense of awe in the
hearts of those aboard.
The air crackled with static energy as the scientist's trembling hand reached
out to activate the time-traveling device. The device hummed to life, emitting a
soft, pulsating glow that cast an otherworldly hue on the laboratory walls. With
a deep breath, the scientist stepped into the swirling vortex, feeling the
fabric of time bend and twist around them.
The sensation was indescribable. It was as if a thousand unseen hands tugged at
the scientist's very essence, pulling them through the corridors of time. Colors
blurred into a kaleidoscope of moments, and whispers of centuries past echoed in
the air. The scientist could almost taste the tang of ancient battles and feel
the gentle caress of long-forgotten winds.
Amidst the chaos of temporal transit, a sudden jolt sent the scientist reeling.
Their eyes widened as they beheld a panoramic view of a majestic city in the
midst of an architectural renaissance. The symphony of chisels against stone and
the melodious chatter of artisans filled the air, mingling with the fragrance of
freshly baked bread and the distant sound of church bells.
For a fleeting moment, the scientist was enveloped in the vibrant tapestry of a
bygone era, a witness to the timeless beauty of human creativity and ingenuity.
But as the temporal currents ebbed, a surge of realization washed over them. The
delicate balance of history lay in their hands, and the weight of responsibility
bore down upon their shoulders like an ancient, unyielding monument.
The scientist's heart raced with a heady mix of awe and trepidation, for they
had glimpsed the irrevocable power of their actions. Their journey had just
begun, but the echoes of that momentous beat reverberated through their very
being, shaping the path that lay ahead.
The atmosphere crackled with anticipation as Ender, the temporal voyager, stood
on the threshold of time, his ship casting a majestic silhouette against the
swirling hues of temporal flux. The air hummed with the scent of ancient
parchment and the distant echoes of bygone eras. Ender's weathered coat billowed
in the gentle breeze, whispering tales of the countless epochs he had traversed.
Alice, the curious wanderer, stood beside him, her eyes alight with a blend of
trepidation and wonder. She reached out, feeling the thrum of temporal energy
beneath her fingertips, its subtle vibrations captivating her senses as it
pulsed through the very fabric of reality.
"Aye, the treasures of time be me pursuit, but treading the delicate web o' time
be nay a task fer the faint-hearted. Ye need a keen eye and a steady hand to
navigate the currents, lest ye disrupt the very fabric o' existence itself,"
Ender cautioned, his voice carrying the weight of temporal wisdom.
Ernest Hemingway, the enigmatic mentor, appeared, a wistful look in his eyes as
he shared cryptic words of warning, his voice carrying the echoes of ancient
chronicles and untold voyages. His presence added an air of solemnity to the
impending temporal traversal.
The young scientist, consumed by the allure of temporal mystery, gazed at the
time-traveling device with a mixture of awe and apprehension. The device buzzed
and crackled with raw potential, its enigmatic power palpable to all who stood
in its presence.
The scientist's laboratory hummed with the electric crackle of innovation, the
air tinged with the scent of ozone and metal. A cacophony of whirring gears and
clicking dials filled the space, intermingling with the scientist's fervent
mutterings as they fine-tuned the intricate machinery before them. The glow of
the time-traveling device cast an ethereal light, bathing the room in an
otherworldly luminescence that danced across the walls.
Eager fingers delicately adjusted the dials, each movement a step closer to
unraveling the enigmatic fabric of time. The scientist's eyes, alight with
anticipation, traced the intricate patterns of the chronometer, their reflection
mirroring the pulsing energy within the device.
With a final, resolute twist, the scientist activated the device, the room
ablaze with a blinding brilliance that enveloped them in a whirlwind of temporal
energy. The air crackled with electric fervor, and the scent of singed metal
permeated the space as the scientist vanished into the depths of time, their
journey unfolding amidst the symphony of temporal currents.
2. CHAPTER 2: REFUSAL OF THE CALL
The air crackled with an electric tension as the scientist stood before the
pulsating time-traveling device. The metallic tang of ozone filled the air,
mingling with the faint scent of aged parchment and musty leather from the
scientist's cluttered workbench. Blue-white arcs of energy danced along the
device's intricate coils, casting an eerie glow on the scientist's furrowed
brow.
As the device hummed with otherworldly energy, a cacophony of whirring gears and
ticking mechanisms filled the laboratory, intertwining with the scientist's
racing thoughts. Each click and whir seemed to echo the tumultuous uncertainty
that churned within the scientist's mind.
Fingers trembling, the scientist hesitated, their hand hovering inches away from
the flickering control panel. The weight of responsibility bore down on them,
palpable in the charged atmosphere. The sleek, metallic surface of the control
panel felt cool to the touch, its polished edges sharp against the scientist's
fingertips.
With a deep breath, the scientist's gaze flitted to the mentor's weathered
visage, seeking solace in the silent wisdom etched into the lines of their
expression. The mentor's steady presence anchored the scientist, offering a
lifeline amidst the tempest of doubt and moral quandary.
Outside the laboratory, the distant murmur of the city wafted through the
cracked window, a reminder of the world beyond this clandestine sanctuary of
temporal exploration. But within the confines of the laboratory, time stood
still, holding its breath as the scientist grappled with the monumental decision
that lay before them.
The cogs of time whirred and spun as the scientist, consumed by a fervor for
understanding the temporal fabric, gazed upon the intricate device before them.
The brass and steel contraption hummed with an electric intensity, its glow
casting an ethereal luminescence across the laboratory. The scientist's fingers
trembled with anticipation as they reached out, feeling the cool metal beneath
their touch.
The soft whir of gears intermingled with the crackling energy that enveloped the
room, creating a symphony of mechanical and mystical resonance. The scientist
hesitated, their gaze flitting between the pulsating device and the weight of
responsibility that now rested upon their shoulders.
Visions of epochs yet unseen danced before their mind's eye, a tantalizing
glimpse of the unexplored tapestry of time. The allure of discovery beckoned,
promising untold secrets and enigmatic revelations. But amidst the intoxicating
allure, doubt crept in, wrapping its tendrils around the scientist's resolve,
whispering warnings of irreversible consequences.
The air stirred with the scent of ozone, a tang of metal, and the faint hint of
something indefinable—an essence that seemed to transcend the confines of the
tangible world. The scientist's pulse quickened, their breaths shallow as they
grappled with the monumental decision that lay before them.
As they stood at the cusp of temporal transcendence, the weight of their choice
echoed through the chamber, shaping the very fabric of their destiny. The
scientist's eyes held the reflection of countless possibilities, each shimmering
with the promise of temporal adventure and laden with the burden of ethical
introspection.
Overlapping echoes of time reverberated through the scientist's workshop, where
the air crackled with anticipation. The hum of arcane machinery intertwined with
the scientist's focused mutterings, creating an atmosphere teeming with the
promise of temporal revelation. With deft hands, they adjusted the intricacies
of their time-traveling device, a convergence of sleek modernity and archaic
design.
As the device crackled to life, tendrils of iridescent energy unfurled,
shimmering like an aurora within the confines of the workshop. The scientist's
gaze, a maelstrom of apprehension and fascination, fixated on the rippling
anomaly that beckoned from within the temporal vortex.
The scent of ozone and ancient parchment hung in the air, an otherworldly fusion
that hinted at the mysteries encapsulated within the shifting currents of time.
Each flicker of the temporal anomaly cast fleeting visions upon the walls,
glimpses of bygone eras and distant futures entwined in an enigmatic dance.
The scientist hesitated, their fingers hovering on the threshold of the unknown.
The allure of unraveling the fabric of time tugged at their consciousness,
igniting a fervent desire to traverse the ages and unearth the secrets veiled
within the tapestry of existence. Yet, an undercurrent of doubt coiled within
their chest, a palpable reminder of the weight carried by those who dare to
alter the course of history.
As the workshop brimmed with the heady symphony of temporal energies, the
scientist stood at the precipice of an unforeseen odyssey, teetering on the
threshold of temporal discovery and ethical quandary.
The hum of the time-traveling device reverberated through the scientist's
workshop, casting a faint, iridescent glow over the tangled mass of wires and
blinking consoles. The air crackled with anticipation as the scientist adjusted
the dials, their eyes alight with a fervent curiosity that bordered on
obsession. The metallic tang of ozone filled the room as the machine surged to
life, sparking with untold potential.
A jolt of energy surged through the room, accompanied by a kaleidoscope of
flashing lights that danced across the walls. The scientist's fingers trembled
as they reached out, tentatively pressing the final button. A surge of
adrenaline coursed through their veins, mingling with a heady mix of fear and
exhilaration.
For a split second, the world seemed to distort around them, as if reality
itself was bending to the will of the machine. The air shimmered with an
otherworldly luminescence, and the very fabric of time appeared to waver and
ripple like a mirage.
Then, as quickly as it began, the tumultuous display of temporal manipulation
subsided. The scientist's heart raced as they cautiously surveyed the room,
their breath coming in short, ragged gasps. They had breached the threshold of
time itself, but what lay beyond this newfound frontier was as enigmatic as the
depths of the cosmos.
3. CHAPTER 3: MEETING THE MENTOR
The air crackled with energy as the scientist activated the time-traveling
device, its humming reverberating through the laboratory. A surge of
anticipation coursed through the room, mingling with the scent of ozone and the
sight of blue-white sparks dancing along the machine's metallic surface. The
scientist's fingers trembled as they made the final adjustments, the metallic
tang of anxiety lingering on their tongue.
The scientist's fingers hesitantly grazed the polished surface of the
time-traveling device, the cool metal sending a shiver of anticipation down
their spine. The rhythmic ticking of the clock on the wall seemed to synchronize
with the pulsating hum of the device, creating a symphony of temporal resonance
that filled the air with an otherworldly energy.
The soft glow of the device bathed the laboratory in an otherworldly light,
casting intricate shadows that danced along the walls like echoes of time
itself. The scientist's breath caught in their throat as they beheld the
ethereal display, each flickering shadow a tantalizing glimpse into the
enigmatic landscapes of the past and future.
A faint scent, almost imperceptible, pervaded the air—a heady mix of metal and
the indescribable essence that seemed to transcend the physical realm. It tugged
at the scientist's senses, stirring a primal urge to unravel the mysteries that
lay beyond the bounds of conventional understanding.
In that moment, time stood still as the scientist grappled with the weight of
their decision. The allure of temporal exploration beckoned, promising boundless
knowledge and untold secrets. But intertwined with the siren call of discovery
was the haunting echo of moral responsibility, a reminder of the potential
consequences that danced on the edge of their consciousness.
As the clock continued its steady cadence, the scientist stood at the threshold
of history, their every breath infused with the electric anticipation of choice.
Each heartbeat echoed with the gravity of their decision, their reflection in
the shimmering device mirroring the myriad possibilities that lay before them.
4. CHAPTER 4: CROSSING THE THRESHOLD
An ethereal glow enveloped the workshop, casting a mesmerizing play of light and
shadow across the walls. The rhythmic pulsing of the time-traveling device
resonated through the air, creating an almost hypnotic cadence that seemed to
echo the heartbeat of the universe itself. With each surge of energy, the room
seemed to come alive, as if every particle of existence was drawn towards the
pulsating heart of the temporal anomaly. The scientist's fingers grazed the
surface of the device, tingling with a faint sensation that transcended the
realms of touch. It was as if the very essence of time itself coursed through
their veins, intertwining with their being in an intricate dance of destiny and
choice. They could almost taste the electric anticipation that crackled in the
air, a tang of uncertainty laced with the sweet promise of discovery. In the
midst of this symphony of temporal energies, the scientist hesitated, their
breath catching in their throat as they stood on the precipice of temporal
manipulation. The weight of responsibility pressed upon their shoulders, a heavy
shroud that threatened to engulf them in the depths of moral contemplation. The
workshop, once a haven of innovation and curiosity, now stood as the
battleground between the scientist's ambition and the ethical quandaries that
encircled their every thought. As the shimmering tendrils of the anomaly
beckoned, the scientist's gaze flickered with turmoil, caught between the allure
of exploration and the solemn burden of consequence. The heady scent of ozone
and ancient parchment mingled with the palpable tension that hung in the air,
weaving a delicate tapestry of uncertainty and possibility. In that fleeting
moment, the scientist teetered on the razor's edge of destiny, the very fabric
of time unfurling before them like an enigmatic labyrinth of choice and
consequence.
The air crackled with an electric hum as the scientist activated the
time-traveling device, its intricate gears whirring to life with a symphony of
metallic clicks and whistles. The room shimmered with an iridescent glow, as if
reality itself were bending to accommodate the impending temporal leap.
A faint aroma of ozone filled the air, mingling with the scent of aging
parchment and the subtle tang of metal. The scientist's fingers trembled as they
reached for the control panel, the smooth, cool surface a stark contrast to the
fevered heat of their excitement. A bead of sweat trickled down their temple,
carrying with it the weight of imminent discovery.
As the temporal vortex unfolded before them, a chorus of voices from bygone eras
whispered on the edges of perception, a cacophony of forgotten languages and
echoes of ancient civilizations. The scientist's heart quickened, reverberating
in their chest like the rhythmic drumming of distant tribal celebrations.
Bathed in the ethereal light of the portal, the scientist hesitated, their hand
hovering in mid-air. They were on the precipice of an unprecedented journey, a
leap into the chasms of time itself. Every fiber of their being thrummed with a
heady mix of trepidation and exhilaration, the palpable tension of a fearless
explorer standing on the threshold of the unknown.
The air crackled with static energy as the scientist's trembling hand reached
out to activate the time-traveling device. The device hummed to life, emitting a
soft, pulsating glow that cast an otherworldly hue on the laboratory walls. With
a deep breath, the scientist stepped into the swirling vortex, feeling the
fabric of time bend and twist around them. The sensation was indescribable. It
was as if a thousand unseen hands tugged at the scientist's very essence,
pulling them through the corridors of time. Colors blurred into a kaleidoscope
of moments, and whispers of centuries past echoed in the air. The scientist
could almost taste the tang of ancient battles and feel the gentle caress of
long-forgotten winds. Amidst the chaos of temporal transit, a sudden jolt sent
the scientist reeling. Their eyes widened as they beheld a panoramic view of a
majestic city in the midst of an architectural renaissance. The symphony of
chisels against stone and the melodious chatter of artisans filled the air,
mingling with the fragrance of freshly baked bread and the distant sound of
church bells. For a fleeting moment, the scientist was enveloped in the vibrant
tapestry of a bygone era, a witness to the timeless beauty of human creativity
and ingenuity. But as the temporal currents ebbed, a surge of realization washed
over them. The delicate balance of history lay in their hands, and the weight of
responsibility bore down upon their shoulders like an ancient, unyielding
monument. The scientist's heart raced with a heady mix of awe and trepidation,
for they had glimpsed the irrevocable power of their actions. Their journey had
just begun, but the echoes of that momentous beat reverberated through their
very being, shaping the path that lay ahead.
5. CHAPTER 5: TESTS, ALLIES, AND ENEMIES
In the pulsating aftermath of their temporal leap, the scientist found themselves in the heart of a bustling city, an architectural marvel that stood as a testament to human innovation. Buildings soared towards the heavens, adorned with intricate designs that spoke of an era enraptured by its own creativity.
Amidst the symphony of artisans and the aroma of freshly baked bread, the scientist was a silent spectator to the vibrancy of this bygone time. But amidst the marvels, an undercurrent of trepidation lingered. They were but a lone voyager in a sea of unfamiliarity, a stranger in the tapestry of history.
In this uncharted era, the scientist encountered individuals who would shape their journey. Alice, a whimsical figure from tales woven in childhood dreams, approached with a curious glint in her eye. She exuded an air of wonder and curiosity, her conversations peppered with riddles that hinted at deeper truths. Alice was a guide through the labyrinth of this new world, offering glimpses into its enigmatic fabric.
Ernest Hemingway, a towering presence exuding an aura of rugged experience, emerged as an unexpected ally. With a pen mightier than any sword, Hemingway's words resonated with raw emotion, painting vivid portraits of human struggles and victories. His wisdom was both a beacon and a challenge, urging the scientist to confront the complexities of altering the past.
Dorothy, a spirited soul from a land beyond fabled rainbows, crossed paths with the scientist. Her determination was palpable, her ruby slippers tapping a rhythm of resilience. Dorothy brought with her a reminder of the human spirit's indomitable nature, an unwavering resolve in the face of adversity.
Yet, not all encounters were benign. Shadows loomed at the periphery, whispering cautionary tales of temporal interference. Forces unseen lurked in the depths, antagonistic currents threatening to disrupt the fragile fabric of the timeline.
In this mélange of personalities, the scientist navigated the challenges and alliances that defined their temporal odyssey. Each encounter, whether fraught with uncertainty or steeped in camaraderie, became a testament to the intricate dance between voyagers of time, their actions, and the echoes they cast across history's canvas.
6. CHAPTER 6: APPROACHING THE INNERMOST CAVE
As the scientist traversed the labyrinth of time, they found themselves drawn into the realm of intricate moral dilemmas and lingering uncertainties. The weight of their actions echoed in every step they took through the corridors of history.
Ernest Hemingway's resonating words lingered, urging the scientist to confront the complexities of their journey. His rugged wisdom was a constant reminder of the gravity of altering the past—a challenge that reverberated within the scientist's being.
Dorothy's spirited resilience echoed amidst the corridors of time, a rhythm of unwavering determination that echoed against the shadows that lurked in the periphery. Her presence was a beacon, guiding the scientist through moments of doubt and uncertainty.
Yet, as the scientist ventured deeper, the shadows grew darker, the whispers of caution louder. Antagonistic forces, veiled in obscurity, hinted at the fragility of the timeline, a delicate weave threatened by even the slightest misstep.
The scientist stood at the threshold of their own conscience, grappling with the enormity of their role in the tapestry of history. Doubt clouded their judgment, a tempest within their soul, testing their resolve and courage.
The workshop's walls seemed to close in, suffused with the echoes of time. The temporal device stood as a sentinel, its hum a constant reminder of the power it held—the power to reshape the very fabric of existence.
In this cavernous chamber of moral introspection, the scientist stood, teetering on the edge of an abyss, contemplating the intricate dance between choice and consequence. The labyrinth of their own conscience loomed large, each step forward fraught with the weight of altering the past and shaping the future. The innermost cave of their own morality beckoned, demanding answers that transcended the boundaries of time itself.
7. CHAPTER 7: THE ORDEAL
In the midst of this moral tempest, the scientist was engulfed in a swirling maelstrom of doubt and consequence. The weight of responsibility bore down upon them like an unrelenting storm, threatening to shatter the very core of their being.
The workshop, once a sanctuary of innovation, now felt claustrophobic, its walls closing in on the scientist as if echoing the suffocating weight of the choices they faced. The time-traveling device, once a beacon of discovery, now loomed ominously—a catalyst for monumental change that held the potential to disrupt the delicate balance of history.
Every decision felt like a monumental leap into an abyss of uncertainty. The scientist grappled with the overwhelming burden of altering the course of events, each action rippling through the fabric of time, painting a canvas of unforeseen consequences.
As they contemplated the potential ramifications of their choices, the scientist witnessed a glimpse of the altered present. The world they knew had undergone a profound transformation—societal landscapes had shifted, civilizations had risen and fallen, all bearing the mark of their temporal interference.
The realization struck like a lightning bolt—every alteration, however seemingly insignificant, carried the power to reshape the destiny of humanity. The scientist was faced with an existential crisis, standing on the precipice of understanding the true cost of their actions.
In this crucible of moral dilemma, the scientist grappled with the irrevocable power they wielded. The temporal device hummed with a haunting resonance, a constant reminder of the immense responsibility and the irreversible consequences that lay in their hands.
8. CHAPTER 8: THE REWARD
In the wake of their revelation, the scientist found themselves immersed in an ocean of contemplation, the weight of their actions casting a profound shadow over their being. The altered present lingered in their mind's eye, a haunting portrait of the far-reaching consequences of their temporal interventions.
Amidst the turmoil, amidst the echoes of civilizations reshaped by the flutter of the scientist's choices, a profound understanding began to unfurl. Each alteration was not just a rewrite of history but a testament to the delicate balance between cause and effect, a profound realization that echoed through the corridors of time.
The scientist found a reward amidst the chaos—a treasure trove of insights into the intricate workings of cause and consequence. They delved deeper into the mysteries of the butterfly effect, unraveling the complexities of temporal manipulation and its enduring impact on the tapestry of existence.
With each realization, the scientist gained invaluable wisdom about the interconnectedness of moments across epochs. They unearthed the threads that bound the past, present, and future, discerning the intricacies of temporal harmonies and the fragile yet resilient nature of time's tapestry.
The haunting resonance of the temporal device became a symphony of enlightenment, its hum now a reminder not just of responsibility but of the intricate dance between the choices they made and the echoes that reverberated through time.
Amidst the chaos, the scientist found clarity—a newfound understanding of the delicate balance between wielding the power of time and the responsibility that came with it. In this crucible of revelation, the scientist unearthed the first glimmers of purpose—a resolve to navigate the temporal seas with newfound mindfulness and reverence.
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Read on by changing times and places Enter.
Oct 28, not sure what year
On the dock was pretty quiet. There was no particular noise that would disturb the silence, except for the cheerfully voices coming from Café Shi; an ordinary café shop where all kinds of creatures would meet. It glamorize famous and pretty handy too, when it was about a nice drink and some wasted time talking nonsense. Nevertheless, for Ender the Pirate it was all right; he had no issue with the local`s low fame. As a matter a fact, he would even enjoy it, as in this place he was free to meet whoever he would want and to do whatever who would want. The place was allowing this perfectly, and his looks would fit in here too. He was pretty fat, with a big belly ahead of him. His long hair and also beard was brownie colored, but it was not the classical brown but rather a redder one, as the brick. This is the reason for which he was known as Red Beard and everyone would call him this way, but his real name was Harry Blackmore. He also had a big black hat on his head and some dirty clothes one him. Even so, neither this was an issue for him; not at all. He was more concerned about something else now, something that was indeed important: his friend Lullaby, the unicorn. They were to meet here but as usual, Lullaby was getting tardily and this would easily make Ender the pirate tell tales of dragons and ships.
“You are late again!” Thought he, while taking another gulp from his tea and looking at the clock on the wall. It was 9 PM and still no sign of the unicorn.
“Hey, Maloney, bring me another tea, will you?” Said Ender to the bartender.
“Yes, right away Ender” Replied he. It was an Octopus, dressed up quite funny with a azure jacket and had a blue scarf around each tentacle of his. He was very efficient; with some of them, he would serve the clients and with some of the tentacles he would easily wash the glasses, dust off or clean the counter. Maloney was a funny octopus too and would make great jokes with his clients. After several seconds, Harry received his ordered beer.
“Thank you, Mal”
“With most pleasure, Ender” Replied to the octopus and would return to the other activities of his.
Finally, while wanting to drink from the tea, Ender saw Lullaby entering the door. Ender was pleased to see him but would shows this as he wanted to adopt an attitude toward the unicorn.
“Hey Ender, how are you? So great to see you!” I said the unicorn while taking a seat on the chair.
“Spare it, Lullaby. You are late again! When will you stop doing that? You know it`s making me nuts when you come late!” Said Ender.
“I apologize for Ender. It was nothing planned. I assure you. It`s just that I`ve met this sweet girl while I was coming here, and we started chatting and time flew away. This is all” Replied the unicorn.
“Well, should have known that your reason for getting here late is a girl. Why didn`t I thought about that?” Said Ender.
The unicorn smiled.
“Next time you`ll know better” Said Lullaby.
“Next time maybe you`ll actually come here timely. Would surely love that” Added Ender.
“All right, all right, message received. Will do so, Ender”
“Thank you, this is mostly appreciated, Lullaby” Replied Ender, teasing a bit. “We have important matters to take care of and firstly, we have to assure our places on The Black Skimmer”
With that Ender sat and said a prayer..
Disturb us, Lord, when
We are too well pleased with ourselves
When our dreams have come true
Because we dreamed too little,
When we arrived safely
Because we sailed too close to the shore.
Disturb us, Lord, when
With the abundance of things we possess
We have lost our thirst
For the Waters of Life;
Having fallen in love with life,
We have ceased to dream of eternity
And in our efforts to build a new earth,
We have allowed our vision
Of the new Heaven to dim.
Disturb us, Lord, to dare more boldly,
To venture on wider seas
Where storms will show your mastery:
Where losing sight of land
We shall find the stars.
We ask you to push back
The horizons of our hopes;
And to push us in the future
In strength, courage, hope, and love.
Francis Drake, 1577
Ahh cafe shi... those were the days... once a long time ago there was a story telling pirate that would sip tea at the cafe shi in China... there were several stories floating around to tell they were easy as picking a dandelion off the grass in some local park nowadays where public funding has been dried up mysteriously from the lack of funding. That is curious is it not? The president has money to play golf; the state department has money to play war in Libya. In yet the local funding for a library is cut... what shame and ignorant ways of this world- so too a story free and clear... there once was a pirate living by no other means but by fishing at the local pond. He was quite a catch if I do say so myself. He would catch the fish, clean, and grill the fish right there in the open park without a license needed... the fish and game people or should I dear say people were upset and dreadfully trying to catch the said pirate. She would get up early for herself say 8 am and be there until closing say 4 pm because the state would not pay for overtime you know... the clever pirate of course fished after 5 pm because you know it is hot out and well getting up before the scheduled time was not his thing... any ways one day after eating his meal, he stopped by a local cafe and guess what bumped into said ranger... And that is where romance begins his hair was wild like a pirate. Dear, I say more. She on the other hand, was a homeliest woman in the world. If the world was less dramatic, she would be her sister that or step sister. Anyway, she had her suspicion that she was being bumped by the dread fisherman of her local pond. She decided to try to catch him by asking about the regional fish. Being a pirate and story teller at that the dear bumpkin listened to her questions about what fish were in the local pond. Being an astute judge of character he proceeded to tell her how to catch the fish in her pond. Trying to figure out the details she asked specific times and places. Being a dreadful pirate he gave details of midnight and under a full moon. It thus preceded the weirdest relationship discussion I have ever seen … so parting ways the pirate wanted to see what would happen. To his delight, the ranger did not show up at 8 am that next day. Inquiring about what was happening, he found out by way of the local library help desk that the ranger was investigating a mad fisherman who would fish at midnight. Say no more with a pirate smile. The ensuing day at 8 am, he showed up and cleaned out the pond. Now where is the romance in this entire story some may say... Well the story has not ended… Being a dreadful pirate and humorist the next day he waited till the ranger was in.
Piracy was not the trade I was going into. However, one does not always get to do what they want. So, drunk and shanghaied into a merchant man ship bound to a small isle someplace off the South American coast. What do I know or do? Any ways my writing ccareer was not going anywhere at that time. I thus began my career as a cook for a voyage that would turn me from a mild-mannered writer to a sword carrying pirate cook fiend.
Once Ender was captured and taken aboard a very big ship that floated in the sky... It was a trick of course. The grand scheme of things this outpost of a world held nothing of notice other then the latest world being built by the planet building ship called Paradise. There, for some reason, life was produced to hold on to souls from a garden called Eden. The whole of the game, if an opinion may be expressed was to provide entertainment friendship and just something to do over the millions of years. The trick of course was the great light was given a chance to be greater, instead picked up on something Anderson and Anderson Company brought to the US. The idea of destruction often allows from the ruins something new to be built. Anyway at this lowly outpost a third of the angels decided to go along with the re destruction of perfection. They followed what some call death, some call the power an angel of “light” that fell from heaven, some call the story malarkey.
Any ways, to start out, there were 70 creatures created with two greater beings called Adam and Lilith http://www.straightdope.com/.../whats-the-story-on-lilith... being the heads of the group living on Paradise’s on-board garden Eden. If understood correctly this group split up. Lilith went to combine with death, and his group created what is commonly called demons. While Adam being alone watched as G8d created another woman in front of him. Upon seeing the creation process he did not want his woman. If legends be read incorrectly which most is this woman became the mother of faire folks. Meaning she ate of the tree of life, but not of the forbidden fruit. Making her forever young and her offspring numerous up to the point of the great sin.
Cafe Shi, opens before you. There in a small tea cafe in the midst of China sat a future captain. There a boy, really a young man named Robert Talon Claw started to a crew a tiny smuggler ship called the Black skimmer. Sitting there Talon signed a crew a smuggling craft at times one needs to accept what one can get. His first crew was squirrel, bear, and raccoon. The choice is yours, them or a crew with a duck, bear, and crazy person yet to be named. There once upon a time was a pirate named Ender or there about who sailed the seven seas on teh ship the black skimmer. He sailed with a raccoon, a quarrel, a duck and a bear. They had just gotten a dragon teh size of a lizard when this tale begins. You see a Time lord found the hopelessly lost captain searching fo a item of power to resolve a insurance claim he meant to ile because of his traveling arrangements were not according to said advertised travel agent. He had been promised a shot or a spot on the Rainbow Universe which means a mind transfer between people with similar lives, money etc and the chance to restart a new. The issue you see was one of hose minds had not really applied for the trip or ticket and had been thrown into the parallel universe without much comfort nor understanding of what was going on. He is first few weeks in silence he watched as things which were were not and that change did change or not. A mountain moved, a Continent moved, and a few people he tried to talk to only a psychic and a Scientologist would listen to him. His friends abandoned him to his trip though the parallel universe . The raccoon was the first to go finding a wonderful isle to play with bread and such. The squirrel was the next and lizard got off on the same spot. The bear was he only one left the duck having flown he coop. Thus Ender the pirate and the bear were spirally through parallel universes one day at a time. Finding that what is and was and what ever was said had been done somewhere some how within the confines of great minds. Did that make them deities? Did the deities that ruled the earth realize they were nothing but power hungry? The travels begin to have some fun. The pirate became an adventurer instead of a pirate. write strange stories across the parallel universe making people think. A Deity that would kick a person out of his home because he ate a fig and shortened his life along with taking away his job is kind of excess for eating a fig. The real question then is the deity real or just someone that lives longer than most? With time does your mind realize what is going on. Why I was not home, while being at home. First off, Billings Montana changed a lot. My worldeaters five bookstores, now only 1 movie theater plus a new one someplace in the west. Bookstores Barnes and Nobles still stands however all others are gone. Did find two new used bookstores, meaning if they were in my world I would have been in them prior to this visit. Bolivia Mountain that I am tracking is now way off to the what I thought was south.. now I am not sure. direction wise I think the world has turned a bit.Changes noticed most notable paint and industrial changes. The telofairco has two new posts, and paint either everyone has gone white color or red and blue are no longer for painting homes. Gained 300 million people between May 15 and now.. http://www.worldometers.info/world-population/planet showed 7.2 billion June 14.. https://cosmofunnel.com/poems/the-meaning-of-life-42-or-what-ever-you-mean-it-to-be-the-story-of-life-a-pastary-or-pi-with
The world was not always this way. However, every fifteen hundred years the planets would be alien with the galaxy which was being crashed into the Milky Way. Few people knew and even cared that which was happening. Earth moving the Jews from Egypt... Their assumption was a golden calf which was represented by the planet or star with the planet splashing lights against the earth's atmosphere. The Jews knew about it or the idea even though their concept was a bit different from this story. Their ideology was that the cycle of reality was to happen seven times and then dubious. The debatable is the crash which I am speaking about. For you see most galaxy does not crash into one another. Their orbits’ spin to direction in a vast space that no one really cared. Nevertheless, that leaves or leads the story into a different path then the one which I am to tell. You see at the very edge of the galaxy was a planet which was significant only to a few trillion species of which if evolution is correct, the greatest was a worm. Figuratively, the top animal or advance organism that gets to eat everything was considered to be the top of their pyramid. Some would argue that bacteria or viruses. However, just for this story complexity the worm gets to eat all while the bacteria then get to eat the worm. So life was not as complex as expected. Back to the alignment of planets. The farthest edges of the galaxy bring the first to contact each other galaxy a shift had concurred in the planet alignment which in galaxy Milky Way, one day was equating to about 1, 0000 years of the rotation of earth around the star. Every 1.4 days a planet from the other galaxy would float close planet earth and well weird and wild events would happen to the planets. Example currently hurricanes the size of Texas on Saturn. Prior history tells of a flood called Noah's flood, then to the Jews Joseph's drought which ends. However, the planets' influences do not end until Moses. The Jews could see the planet's sun making lights like a golden calf which they built a model of for themselves to worship for their redemption. The last time this planet passed was a collapsed of Rome, half of China ate the other half of China due to starvation. That brings the story to date with the influence of planet having Saturn creating a hurricane the size of Texas... Size wise speculation on the future of trillions of individuals on an inner planet called locally by the inhabitant’s earth was in question. The Jews believing this to be either the third or seventh cycle prior to the big crash some three hundred thousand years in the future of the two galaxy were awaiting a spiritual messiah who would make them rule the future and all would be their slaves. While the Muslims one sect believed that, their prophet would send them into a different galaxy as well. The Christians being confused seemed not to understand their tales also. For looking into it Christ being a Jew spoke to a gentile who actually followed Jewish law a Samaritan telling her she did not even know what she was doing. Seemingly, this would mean that Christianity was a hoax brought by a man called Saul, who changed his name to Paul because of his hatred of the ideology of Christ, which was corrupting his religion. Thus for most Christians their faith was one thing while what was to happen to them well. That goes back to the story. Ender the pirate was sailing the Black Skimmer towards an isle known to few as the dragon's Isle. The Isle was to hold one of the last living dragon's and while the legends told of vast treasures and riches to those that could fight the dragon few if any ships ever returned with tales, one way or the other, so after a time few ships ventured towards the edges. Ender of course with his crew of a cat, bear, raccoon, and wild duck were of a different sort. Ender being blind and partially mad loved to think that the world was going to be an adventure. While the cat though, he heard that they're on the Isle lived a great ball of yarn, which could roll forever and ever and never loss all the string. While the bear misunderstood someone to say that the largest bee farm was kept there by the last dragons for the honey to be used in their tea. While the wild duck was along for the trip. Thus floated the Black Skimmer to the edge of the world's edge. For those not in the know, the world during this time was flat. A proven fact that North America had not broken away from Asia/Russia, and South America was still part of Africa. While Austrialia was part of Asia, and islands were just a myth at the time. The extreme oceans were still tanked up underground by excessive doors, leaking only enough to make small rivers. Mankind knew in those days how to dam the water from the ground with great iron bars. So the real question was what water was the Black Skimmer skimming on. The answer the mighty Missouri river which flowed through rivers all the way to the Mediterranean, which was a land where the sky was covered in dew most days' meaning plants grew big and sizeable because of the excess water and sunlight which were always there due to the during of the world bring spun more on the top of the world with everything together. Thus, the plants grew excessive and great without much trouble. The time frame was prior to Noah's flood, and the beavers were finishing a pronounced dam similar to the one they are building now in Canada. Which held more water than anything had in a while. The timing was bad because the earth was making its galaxy cycle, which would push it outside of the galaxy for roughly 12 years frying the atmosphere. Any ways on these rivers were chucked of lands, which were called Isle and that was where the adventurers were going. You see the tale of the serpent and Eve only told partially the tale. Satan or Death or one of the other thirteen names known currently to the author was unable to enter the garden of Eden. But the serpent was able to stand outside the wall and with his long neck trail to Eve’s location to talk with her. The dragons voice with an angel tongue was beguiling to her. Humor punishment of death because liars win and honest people lose. Interesting that is the tale that is being told. For punishment death, work, and labor because Adam was unable to give up a woman. There were two prior to her. Lilith the first woman which was cut from the spine of Adam. The backs of Adam and Lilith being together made an awesome sight and pictures are hard to come by. Evidently she was tired of Adam and desired more in creation. She ate of the tree of life and not of tree of knowledge allowing her to survive to this day as the queen of demons. The second woman made while Adam watched is speculative by some say she is the queen of the fairies and that her realm was still of energy so that her realm and reality as we human know it come together every mid summer eve and if you are in the right fairy ring you can watch the fairies king in the mad hunt for those humans caught in that location. The third was Eve taken as a rib from Adam. The tale is even more interesting as to what Adam knew and allowed. According to some he knew everything to come as well as the past.
Ender the pirate was sailing the Black Skimmer towards an isle known to few as the dragon's Isle. The Isle was to hold one of the last living dragon's and while the legends told of vast treasures and riches to those that could fight the dragon few if any ships ever returned with tales, one way or the other, so after a time few ships ventured towards the edges. Ender of course with his crew of a cat, bear, raccoon, and wild duck were of a different sort. Ender being blind and partially mad loved to think that the world was going to be an adventure. While the cat though, he heard that they're on the Isle lived a great ball of yarn, which could roll forever and ever and never loss all the string. While the bear misunderstood someone to say that the largest bee farm was kept there by the last dragons for the honey to be used in their tea. While the wild duck was along for the trip. Thus floated the Black Skimmer to the edge of the world's edge. For those not in the know, the world during this time was flat. A proven fact that North America had not broken away from Asia/Russia, and South America was still part of Africa. While Austrialia was part of Asia, and islands were just a myth at the time. The extreme oceans were still tanked up underground by excessive doors, leaking only enough to make small rivers. Mankind knew in those days how to dam the water from the ground with great iron bars. So the real question was what water was the Black Skimmer skimming on. The answer the mighty Missouri river which flowed through rivers all the way to the Meditrean, which was a land where the sky was covered in dew most days' meaning plants grew big and sizeable because of the excess water and sunlight which were always there due to the during of the world bring spun more on the top of the world with everything together. Thus, the plants grew excessive and great without much trouble. The time fframe was prior to Noah's flood, and the beavers were finishing a pronounced dam similar to the one they are building now in Canada. Which held more water than anything had in a while. The timing was bad because the earth was making its galaxy cycle, which would push it outside of the galaxy for roughly 12 years frying the atmosphere. Any ways on these rivers were chucked of lands, which were called Isle and that was where the adventurers were going.
On the dock was pretty quiet. There was no particular noise that would disturb the silence, except for the cheerfully voices coming from Café Shi; an ordinary café shop where all kinds of creatures would meet. It was pretty famous and pretty handy too, when it was about a nice drink and some wasted time talking nonsense. But for Ender the Pirate it was all right; he had no issue with the local`s low fame. As a matter a fact, he would even enjoy it, as here he was free to meet whoever he would want and to do whatever who would want. The place was allowing this perfectly and his looks would fit in here too. He was pretty fat, with a big belly ahead of him. His long hair and also beard was brownie colored, but it was not the classical brown but rather a redder one, as the brick. This is the reason for which he was known as Red Beard and everyone would call him this way but his real name was Harry Blackmore. He also had a big black hat on his head and some dirty clothes one him. But neither this was an issue for him; not at all. He was more concerned about something else now, something that was indeed important: his friend Lullaby, the unicorn. They were to meet here but as usual, Lullaby was getting late and this would easily make Ender the pirate tell tales of dragons and ships.
“You are late again!” Thought he, while taking another gulp from his tea and looking at the clock on the wall. It was 9 PM and still no sign of the unicorn.
“Hey, Maloney, bring me another tea, will you?” Said Ender to the bar tender.
“Yes, right away Ender” Replied he. It was an Octopus, dressed up quite funny with a blue jacket and had a blue scarf around each tentacle of his. He was very efficient; with some of them he would serve the clients and with some of the tentacles he would easily wash the glasses, dust off or clean the counter. Maloney was a funny octopus too and would make great jokes with his clients. After several seconds, Harry received his ordered beer.
“Thank you, Mal”
“With most pleasure, Ender” Replied the octopus and would return to the other activities of his.
Finally, while wanting to drink from the tea, Ender saw Lullaby entering the door. Ender was pleased to see him but wouldn`t show this as he wanted to adopt an attitude toward the unicorn.
“Hey Ender, how are you? So great to see you!” Said the unicorn while taking a seat on the chair.
“Spare it, Lullaby. You are late again! When will you stop doing that? You know it`s making me nuts when you come late!” Said Ender.
“I apologize Ender, it was nothing planned, I assure you. It`s just that I`ve met this sweet girl while I was coming here and we started chatting and time flew away. This is all” Replied the unicorn.
“Well, should have known that your reason for getting here late is a girl. Why didn`t I thought about that?” Said Ender.
The unicorn smiled.
“Next time you`ll know better” Said Lullaby.
“Next time maybe you`ll actually come here timely. Would surely love that” Added Ender.
“All right, all right, message received. Will do so, Ender”
“Thank you, this is mostly appreciated, Lullaby” Replied Ender, teasing a bit. “We have important matters to take care of and firstly, we have to assure our places on The Black Skimmer”
Disturb us, Lord, when
We are too well pleased with ourselves
When our dreams have come true
Because we dreamed too little,
When we arrived safely
Because we sailed too close to the shore.
Disturb us, Lord, when
With the abundance of things we possess
We have lost our thirst
For the Waters of Life;
Having fallen in love with life,
We have ceased to dream of eternity
And in our efforts to build a new earth,
We have allowed our vision
Of the new Heaven to dim.
Disturb us, Lord, to dare more boldly,
To venture on wider seas
Where storms will show your mastery:
Where losing sight of land
We shall find the stars.
We ask you to push back
The horizons of our hopes;
And to push us in the future
In strength, courage, hope, and love.
Francis Drake, 1577
Ahh cafe shi... those were the days... once along time ago there was a story telling pirate that would sip tea at the cafe shi in china... there were several stories floating around to tell them were easy as picking a dandelion off the grass in some local park now a days where public funding has been dried up mysteriously from the lack of funding. That is curious is it not? The president has money to play golf; the state department has money to play war in Libya. In yet the local funding for a library is cut... what shame and ignorant ways of this world- so too a story free and clear... there once was a pirate living by no other means but by fishing at the local pond. He was quite a catch if I do say so myself. He would catch the fish, clean, and grill the fish right there in the open park without a license needed... the fish and game people or should I dear say person was upset and dreadfully trying to catch the said pirate. She would get up early for herself say 8 am and be there till closing say 4 pm because the state would not pay for overtime you know... the clever pirate of course fished after 5 pm because you know it is hot out and well getting up early was not his thing... anyways one day after eating his meal he stopped by a local cafe and guess what bumped into said ranger.. And that is where romance begins his hair was wild like a pirate. Dear I say more. She on the other hand was a homeliest woman in the world. If the world was less dramatic she would be her sister that or step sister. Anyway she had her suspicion that she was being bumped by the dread fisherman of her local pond. She decided to try to catch him by asking about the local fish. Being a pirate and story teller at that the dear bumpkin listened to her questions about what fish were in the local pond. Being an astute judge of character he proceeded to tell her how to catch the fish in her pond. Trying to figure out the details she asked specific times and places. Being a dreadful pirate he gave details of midnight and under a full moon. Thus preceded the weirdest relationship discussion I have ever seen … So parting ways the pirate wanted to see what would happen. To his delight the ranger did not show up at 8 am that next day. Inquiring about what was happening he found out by way of the local library help desk that the ranger was investigating a mad fisherman that would fish at midnight. Say no more with a pirate smile. The next day at 8 am he showed up and cleaned out the pond. Now where is the romance in this entire story some may say... Well the story has not ended… Being a dreadful pirate and humorist the next day he waited till the ranger was in.
I would be a pirate in a new profession
I would be called Ender the Claw or Talon for short
Thanks for sharing
Thanks for writing
Keep on sharing
Keep on writing
Merry Christmas
Syria pray for peace oh USA
Pray for peace in Syria oh USA
Peace for Syria I pray oh USA
Live the life for love oh Syria
Love to live for life oh Syria
Life to love is to live oh Syria
Loss is to death to sadness oh Syria in hand with USA
Sadness is loss showing death oh Syria in hand with USA
Death is sadness showing loss oh Syria in hand with USA
reality is playing a game
time is showing the us evil way
money is evil in this way
Us lets stop playing evil
reality is just a game
Why give Syria money weapons to cause more evil
Why support evil
time is will see how evil us was in its ways
Shame on us for causing evil in Syria these days
disgrace is what I see today
librerty is dead today
to stand for right is no longer popular today
be right not evil is not in today
shame and disgrace is in today
evil is right today
sad state of today
wandering along the dragon sees a pretty little girl....
ahh.. to think about thngs and dream about this is this or that is that..
the dragon of course start to remember memories long ago in times far far away in a galaxy not to simlar to this one but diffrerent..
aw girl...
you must be pirate at a time...
a pirate tale
there once was a pirate named ender
who loved to sail with the wind ..
he would sign on to crew someone new just to see where the wind blew him...
then one day in may he was at a lost.. to join thepirate crew or marooned on said island of lost...
An invisible thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, and circumstance. the thread may stretch or tangle. but it will never break There once was a dragon, which lived in a cave. Actually a shape sifter named Liz. She was a beautiful human and wonderful colored dragon. The problem of course was size and height of this pretty creature of divinity. You see she was only a bit over 13 inches and when a dragon is that small... Why sometimes a person is at fault calling a dragon a lizard you would know. As for her large cave it was really more of a hole in a treasure box where she kept her treasure. Now one knows that treasure of a dragon is gold. The idea being worth something. The problem of course is a small dragon gold coin and such were about as big as her hands. So she collected jewels diamonds and such. That was where Ender the pirate and crew came in. Being sold a book of maps at a used book store and being well rummed up by the local bar keep. Being told of a fierce dragon and gold hoard on the isle of "Dragon" Ender the pirate was off to swipe some gold from said pretty little dragon. Upon landing from the Black Skimmer Ender set the crew about cleaning and crewing the ship. While he scouted ahead to the dark large cave which was suppose to be at the middle of the isle. But to his surprise he discovered no cave only what looked like a very large lunch box treasure chest with a hole in it. That day Ender had to chuckle as he saw Liz the fierce dragon of Dragon isle come out of her “cave” She was a lizard he thought. Then she transformed into the measure lady that she was. Wow.. Ender thought of all the places she could sneak into and the wealth to be had. Formulating a new plan Ender went back to his ship to prepare it for a new member of Ender the pirates crew. He instructed his crew to defer to the dragon or lizard and always call her by her formal title dragonist. He then put together a nice snug room for her cave and had the bear prepare a nice turkey diner for her which was part of his plan. Upon the bears finishing touches of the turkey off Ender the pirate went to the Dragon cave' . He called out to the treasure chest lunch box Oh mighty dragon I have a meal for you'.. The dragon being a lady could smell something good and was curious not having many visitors do to the legend of the mighty dragon on Dragon isle. Liz the dragon came out of her cave. She saw what did she see. A mad hatter- no a pirate yes or a mad hatter dressed as a pirate. Liz was a bit taken back. She thought of him as a wild man so was curious as to his desire. Ender invited her to dine on a miniature table where he set the whole turkey and stuffing on. She saw this as a great deal and joined him for a conversational tale.
There once was a dragon, which lived in a cave. Actually a shape shifter named Liz. She was a beautiful human and wonderful colored dragon. The problem of course was size and height of this pretty creature of divinity. You see she was only a bit over 13 inches and when a dragon is that small... Why sometimes a person is at fault calling a dragon a lizard you would know. As for her large cave it was really more of a hole in a treasure box where she kept her treasure. Now one knows that treasure of a dragon is gold. The idea being worth something. The problem of course is a small dragon gold coin and such were about as big as her hands. So she collected jewels diamonds and such. That was where Ender the pirate and crew came in. Being sold a book of maps at a used book store and being well rummed up by the local bar keep. Being told of a fierce dragon and gold hoard on the isle of "Dragon" Ender the pirate was off to swipe some gold from said pretty little dragon.
So on this fateful day
For court of Ender the pirate last few years were gloom- he was old and had become both un glamorous with a bad taste for music. The court was bored and desperate for novelty. So in 1710 when the pirate battles started a fresh new pirate of fifteen-year-old lad named the Claw who was both devilishly handsome and charming had a particularly strong effect on the ladies within the Troll kings court. He was witty and cared for politics as few men cared. He saw that the cycle of life was to happen to a great country but he also saw no one cared. So within he started his plan to tell a tale that would live on even after his soul was burning on fire for his lovers. His plan was witty indulgent, some of the wenches laughed when his hands wondered towards places a fifteen year old should not have his hands..
Once upon a time there was a great sorcerer who lived in the woods. It was visited by a hacker named Ender in the future. Both of them were sitting, drinking tea and wine till night. They told stories of how hackers took princesses from castles and fought political dragons taking their treasures rings of power from dark lords
They raised enough silver to start a business. Ender the pirate has added to his crew minions, a raccoon, a black cat, along with the ole loyal bear, and not so devoted duck. They were crewing out of Japan when they came upon a book full of maps with x on them. The jest was during the night the raccoon wanting to clean his fish used the first map as a hand rag. Making the book smell and smearing the directions a bit. So off went the crew towards an unknown fate...
Ender the pirate has added to his crew minions, a raccoon, a black cat, along with the ole faithful bear, and not so faithful duck. They were crewing out of Japan when they came upon a book full of maps with x on them. The jest was during the night the raccoon wanting to clean his fish used the first map as a hand rag. Making the smell and smearing the directions a bit. So off went the crew towards an unknown fate..
The pirate named Ender on board the Black Skimmer with his crew of a black cat, raccoon, duck and bear were setting sail to a land of magic. The map was all drawn up and the x marked the spot. The problem was the raccoon being hungry had taken the map and used it to wrapped down his newly caught fish, So there was the crew half between here and there when they realized they did not the location of the Isle, and on the Isle where the x was supposed to be... The captain Ender was bit upset but exactly hen he saw a merchant sails, in the distance... To save face for the raccoon and himself, he orders the skull and bones to be hoisted and flung out the cannon hatch because there was only one cannon on the Black skimmer off, they did a merry chase of the merchant man ship which exactly saw the skull, and cross bones turned and fled.
Looting and piracy was common occurrences in those days
Piracy was common thief in those day.
There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure. He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.
The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.
The wind blew the current brought up drowned ships older then times itself. One even looked like a UFO. There were roman vessels; there were Chinese junks, Viking long boats, not just one or two ole 1500 century pirate ships but more then dozen flying the skull and cross bones.
Ender being smart steered the Black Skimmer through drowned ships like a captain on a mission saving his ship. Right, left, right more straight then a maze he hauled over his ship to miss this and that ship, boat, and sea creature that had many arms and was trying to dragging down the ships caught in its arms.
Finally the Black Skimmer was in the open sea away from the path of the drowned ships. At which point Ender the pirate started to sing a sea shanty about rum and treasure that would be found from Long john Silver’s treasure map.
With that singing the Black Skimmer and crew sailed into the open China Sea with the wind blowing the flag of the skull and cross bones shown
Ender the pirate was sleeping on deck. An on coming ship was bearing down on the Black Skimmer with a evilest looking crew of skeletons and a pumpkin looking captain at the helm yelling pumpkin sees at his crew. Ender feeling the dread about to bounce he foresees a obvious ship shadow of the skeleton laden ship. Ender moved fast to Black Skimmer helm turning the ship on its anchor very missing the on coming skeleton ship.
The story of threes... you have heard it. The accident happened then another and a third just for the kicks of it. You have to be ready for anything. I do not know what I am, but I have survived again. The third attempt I survived or is there more. What happens next... that is the story... right leg, left foot gone, hearing almost gone, humor how a person trying to kill me with a zip gun attempted murder, and well, the world is out to get someone. But, why this life was to be a bookworm. What could I have done? Alternatively, It could have been... that is a question I do not understand... seated here I realize I should have taken a left corner instead of a right. I would have been next to there... that make no sense... perhaps try something else... a book an author... a poet maybe ... I tried a bit
conceivably a professional ... perchance I could have been a marine... Or stand against the odds... how I would catch to work against the dragons... what is life like what to say what to do... the tale of ender the pirate most know... Welcome back to the presentation of how the world is nowadays...
There is an Almighty that I know .. I knew of him for a while. He is great and terrible his world is not that which I would be a choice for this life.
I do know that his domain is coming closer. Ceres or Nebular or somewhere else where is Heaven and then that makes there a hell. What will happen? The wars, the peace called by everyone but fulfilled by none. Earthquakes in diverse places, volcano, wars, the world is coming apart per verses in the Bible. Why? What purpose? If the end is known why play the game?
That is the question- is there an alternative world or domain or universe? Is hell the outcome for all those that are not proper or wanting to be right? That is weird about the questioning...
Ender the pirate was sailing the Black Skimmer towards an isle known to few as the dragon's Isle. The Isle was to hold one of the last living dragon's and while the legends told of vast treasures and riches to those that could fight the dragon few if any ships ever returned with tales, one way or the other, so after a time few ships ventured towards the edges. Ender of course with his crew of a cat, bear, raccoon, and wild duck were of a different sort. Ender being blind and partially mad loved to think that the world was going to be an adventure. While the cat though, he heard that they're on the Isle lived a great ball of yarn, which could roll forever and ever and never loss all the string. While the bear misunderstood someone to say that the largest bee farm was kept there by the last dragons for the honey to be used in their tea. While the wild duck was along for the trip. Thus floated the Black Skimmer to the edge of the world's edge. For those not in the know, the world during this time was flat. A proven fact that North America had not broken away from Asia/Russia, and South America was still part of Africa. While Austrialia was part of Asia, and islands were just a myth at the time. The extreme oceans were still tanked up underground by excessive doors, leaking only enough to make small rivers. Mankind knew in those days how to dam the water from the ground with great iron bars. So the real question was what water was the Black Skimmer skimming on. The answer the mighty Missouri river which flowed through rivers all the way to the Meditrean, which was a land where the sky was covered in dew most days' meaning plants grew big and sizeable because of the excess water and sunlight which were always there due to the during of the world bring spun more on the top of the world with everything together. Thus, the plants grew excessive and great without much trouble. The timeframe was prior to Noah's flood, and the beavers were finishing a pronounced dam similar to the one they are building now in Canada. Which held more water than anything had in a while. The timing was bad because the earth was making its galaxy cycle, which would push it outside of the galaxy for roughly 12 years frying the atmosphere. Any ways on these rivers were chucked of lands, which were called Isle and that was where the adventurers were going.
The crew of the Black Skimmer which was the flag ship of the Talon crew was fierce. There was a bear, cat, raccoon, and a duck along with the feared leader Ender the pirate, who imagination and rum recently started out to enlarge the crew with a little dragon.. again for those in the know she was a lizard that could talk.. but that was not here or there. For Ender Talon the claw had formed an alliance of sorts with rum soaked pirates who drink their weight in rum and sung songs that made the cats yell in the night..
When a person yells. I wonder is it because they cannot communicate or because the other person fails to understand. I fear yelling. Physical abuse and a gal named Indira. I think maybe I shall start writing more poetry just for the fun of it. Who knows maybe I will influence myself into being a better person. That is after all I want is to remember myself being doing and being good. Of course I know my nemesis would insist I am pure evil.. But do not believe everything you read or hear on cartoon network news. The media often times has their own agenda and propaganda thus the alternative news articles, Statements of wild innuendos and often times pirate stories where the lone Ender the pirate was being ravished by some woman or more while trying to keep his virtue.. Why he is saving his virtue turned out to be a lie from his old school years sex could lead to pregnancy and since Ender the pirate was bright as a shooting star - meaning a burning rock into the earths atmosphere he often forgot or maybe his memories were just off a bit
Ender the pirate was a free spirit. He was a bohemian in the since of a writer of prose that made little sense to those that read it and to those that cared about him; his reality never was totally confirmed as that of reality in the world around him. Meaning he tended to believe he was sailing the seven seas in the ocean breeze when hell was upon him. He learned from Job that this world was a toy for a mightiest of creators and why did the potter make the pot black because he could.. Now for those in today's world that means we are all but puppets on a string awaiting a time and place to show love and not judgment in hopes for a better beginning or ending than the last one. Sadness does tell that cycling seeds is what the soul of the creator or breath is about all. Either we are weeds to be burnt or sense... But enough philosophy ... to read is to have time to think.. To think is love thoughts and to love thoughts is to dream.. Reality is but an illusion for in my dream I believe I have a crew of a cat, raccoon, duck, bear on board the Black skimmer we crew out of the Far East usually from a cafe Shi where we have tea and bring about change in this wonderful world.
The world was not always this way. However, every fifteen hundred years the planets would be alien with the galaxy which was being crashed into the Milky Way. Few people knew and even cared that which was happening. Earth moving the Jews from Egypt... Their assumption was a golden calf which was represented by the planet or star with the planet splashing lights against the earth's atmosphere. The Jews knew about it or the idea even though their concept was a bit different from this story. Their ideology was that the cycle of reality was to happen seven times and then dubious. The debatable is the crash which I am speaking about. For you see most galaxy does not crash into one another. Their orbits’ spin to direction in a vast space that no one really cared. Nevertheless, that leaves or leads the story into a different path then the one which I am to tell. You see at the very edge of the galaxy was a planet which was significant only to a few trillion species of which if evolution is correct, the greatest was a worm. Figuratively, the top animal or advance organism that gets to eat everything was considered to be the top of their pyramid. Some would argue that bacteria or viruses. However, just for this story complexity the worm gets to eat all while the bacteria then get to eat the worm. So life was not as complex as expected. Back to the alignment of planets. The farthest edges of the galaxy bring the first to contact each other galaxy a shift had concurred in the planet alignment which in galaxy Milky Way, one day was equating to about 1, 0000 years of the rotation of earth around the star. Every 1.4 days a planet from the other galaxy would float close planet earth and well weird and wild events would happen to the planets. Example currently hurricanes the size of Texas on Saturn. Prior history tells of a flood called Noah's flood, then to the Jews Joseph's drought which ends. However, the planets' influences do not end until Moses. The Jews could see the planet's sun making lights like a golden calf which they built a model of for themselves to worship for their redemption. The last time this planet passed was a collapsed of Rome, half of China ate the other half of China due to starvation. That brings the story to date with the influence of planet having Saturn creating a hurricane the size of Texas... Size wise speculation on the future of trillions of individuals on an inner planet called locally by the inhabitant’s earth was in question. The Jews believing this to be either the third or seventh cycle prior to the big crash some three hundred thousand years in the future of the two galaxy were awaiting a spiritual messiah who would make them rule the future and all would be their slaves. While the Muslims one sect believed that, their prophet would send them into a different galaxy as well. The Christians being confused seemed not to understand their tales also. For looking into it Christ being a Jew spoke to a gentile who actually followed Jewish law a Samaritan telling her she did not even know what she was doing. Seemingly, this would mean that Christianity was a hoax brought by a man called Saul, who changed his name to Paul because of his hatred of the ideology of Christ, which was corrupting his religion. Thus for most Christians their faith was one thing while what was to happen to them well. That goes back to the story. Ender the pirate was sailing the Black Skimmer towards an isle known to few as the dragon's Isle. The Isle was to hold one of the last living dragon's and while the legends told of vast treasures and riches to those that could fight the dragon few if any ships ever returned with tales, one way or the other, so after a time few ships ventured towards the edges. Ender of course with his crew of a cat, bear, raccoon, and wild duck were of a different sort. Ender being blind and partially mad loved to think that the world was going to be an adventure. While the cat though, he heard that they're on the Isle lived a great ball of yarn, which could roll forever and ever and never loss all the string. While the bear misunderstood someone to say that the largest bee farm was kept there by the last dragons for the honey to be used in their tea. While the wild duck was along for the trip. Thus floated the Black Skimmer to the edge of the world's edge. For those not in the know, the world during this time was flat. A proven fact that North America had not broken away from Asia/Russia, and South America was still part of Africa. While Austrialia was part of Asia, and islands were just a myth at the time. The extreme oceans were still tanked up underground by excessive doors, leaking only enough to make small rivers. Mankind knew in those days how to dam the water from the ground with great iron bars. So the real question was what water was the Black Skimmer skimming on. The answer the mighty Missouri river which flowed through rivers all the way to the Meditrean, which was a land where the sky was covered in dew most days' meaning plants grew big and sizeable because of the excess water and sunlight which were always there due to the during of the world bring spun more on the top of the world with everything together. Thus, the plants grew excessive and great without much trouble. The timeframe was prior to Noah's flood, and the beavers were finishing a pronounced dam similar to the one they are building now in Canada. Which held more water than anything had in a while. The timing was bad because the earth was making its galaxy cycle, which would push it outside of the galaxy for roughly 12 years frying the atmosphere. Any ways on these rivers were chucked of lands, which were called Isle and that was where the adventurers were going. You see the tale of the serpent and Eve only told partially the tale. Satan or Death or one of the other thirteen names known currently to the author was unable to enter the garden of Eden. But the serpent was able to stand outside the wall and with his long neck trail to Eve’s location to talk with her. The dragons voice with an angel tongue was beguiling to her. Humor punishment of death because liars win and honest people lose. Interesting that is the tale that is being told. For punishment death, work, and labor because Adam was unable to give up a woman. There were two prior to her. Lilith the first woman which was cut from the spine of Adam. The backs of Adam and Lilith being together made an awesome sight and pictures are hard to come by. Evidently she was tired of Adam and desired more in creation. She ate of the tree of life and not of tree of knowledge allowing her to survive to this day as the queen of demons. The second woman made while Adam watched is speculative by some say she is the queen of the fairies and that her realm was still of energy so that her realm and reality as we human know it come together evry mid summer eve and if you are in the right fairy ring you can watch the fairie king in the mad hunt for those humans caught in that location. The third was Eve taken as a rib from Adam. The tale is even more interesting as to what Adam knew and allowed. According to some he knew everything to come as well as the past.
Dear new friends old friends family and people that are getting to know me a bit. I tell tales, I read conspiracies, I read news, I read and write poetry and short stories. IF you find something wrong let me know please. That way I can either verify it or remove it. If you are offended by something and tell me later - well I am sorry. If it is something I can remove now I will. If however it is the truth.. Well that is where I must point out a lot of news is not getting out there. FOX news is not liked because well some of what is said is offensive. So let me know please so I can work on being a better presenter. If you say I have to verify everything- I point to you in a court of law I do not have to defend it. you have to find the correct answer and provide it to me so that I can have my opinion changed- wrong is not right without proof. http://www.commieblaster.com/ how many of these stories are true? what is the truth.. question everything.. why.. the challenge to find as many different sources and ask the question to news media.. is this truth? if so why are we not hearing about if? An invisible thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, and circumstance. the thread may stretch or tangle. but it will never break. Call the United States Capitol switchboard ask for your state senator and zip code house of representative at 1-202-224-3121 or http://drunkdialcongress.org/ask them to stop illegal aliens and fund unemployment There once was a dragon, which lived in a cave. Actually a shape shifter named Liz. She was a beautiful human and wonderful colored dragon. The problem of course was size and height of this pretty creature of divinity. You see she was only a bit over 13 inches and when a dragon is that small... Why sometimes a person is at fault calling a dragon a lizard you would know. As for her large cave it was really more of a hole in a treasure box where she kept her treasure. Now one knows that treasure of a dragon is gold. The idea being worth something. The problem of course is a small dragon gold coin and such were about as big as her hands. So she collected jewels diamonds and such. That was where Ender the pirate and crew came in. Being sold a book of maps at a used book store and being well rummed up by the local bar keep. Being told of a fierce dragon and gold hoard on the isle of "Dragon" Ender the pirate was off to swipe some gold from said pretty little dragon.
so the adventurers of ender the one legged, one eye, half mad pirate. So after verifing me as a US citizen. Guess what Healthcare.gov did.. They cancelled my insurance. I find this rather amusing. I started not agreeeing with the wars in Syria, Egypt, and Libya and now I am a non citizen being punshished for asking that my tax dollars does not support muslim work. I find this interesting to the extreme. who is the person she is seeing there? After more than 24 hours of travel between increases, decreases in aircraft, endless waits at airports and all delayed flights, reach media night and the only thing he wanted was to take my pill and not wake up, because even a second stop thinking about you, you don't know how much I love you and what hurt me this "separation", but over your decision. I love you, I love you, and even in my dreams "empastillados" do not you alejaste me, in the middle of my dream expected to hear the tone of the cell becoming my beautiful morning message. Awakening was scary, knowing that I'll not be seeing. All good this back is what again had my hands to my baby to my friend when I'm bajoneada as now I climb to the and handling without direction, is the only that I "listen and understand me" and only ask God to guide my legs and hands (because I'm still an inexperienced driver) have so much adrenaline insideis such frustration that the only thing I want to run and scream that I love you. He cannot be at home because I felt that I drowned, I have a lump in the throat and one more in the heart, I want to scream that I love you, I miss you and you are the love of my life. humor how life goes, no love, no money, no health insurance, no citizenship, I expect soon air will be hard to breath- yesterday I had cancelled from Humana via Healthcare,gov my health insurance. I find this funny. I wonder if I am not a citizen do I not get a free ride to where ever they say I am from? My name is Clinton Siegle.
I am applying for disability having lost left foot, right ankle, left eye sight, etc.
I am in need of some help pro bono advice at present. My story is as following: I lost part my right ankle June 2013. March 3rd I lost my left foot. I have been working to get disability and have lost sight in my left eye July 15.
= So two days ago the Healthcare.gov made me cry. I called my Humana HMOx plan was informed I was not a citizen of the US and that I needed to be verified and was directly transferred to Healthcare.gov. Not what I had called in for. I called in for a temporary prosthesis which Humana has denied, eye surgery codes 67370, 67028, j8035, 67114; a sleep study 95807 echo cardo 93306, dyspnea annexation 986.05, referral for a Doctor Reid, and prescription for a Dr. Parkinson. After 20 minutes waiting for someone to pick up the phone, I hung up and called Humana again where a nice lady listened to my requests for referrals. I will give her a raise if I could but to no avail. Referrals not happening for me. She to had to transfer me to Healthcare.gov 1 hour 25 minutes later, a Michelle answered the phone. I was informed they could not find me. After 30 or 50 minutes of trying social, etc- I was asked to call Humana but to get a reason as to why verification for a market place ID number. I called Humana- only to find again that my social was not entered in, and they had no record of a market place ID number, and that there was no government co-pay. The lady I asked to stay on the phone with me from Humana. Fourth hour the guy picks up and tries to find me. At least, he tried, phone, social, email, Humanas bogus social entered into the system. They left me in tears fearing that I am now having to identify myself to Market place department of health and human service 465 industrial Blvd London ky 40750 saying I have to send in my social, birth certificate, and families to prove I am an American. Case number from human services- sorry they do not have one- from Humana 704073225914 so at present, I also find out that HS is linked to IRS, Homeland security, etc.- Why am I having to spend five hours on the phone to prove I am a resident not getting subsidies per acknowledgment by Humana on the phone? What agency is looking at me and why am I being punished, Mentally I am already crying I would like some help please. I spent three hours at credit union notarizing my licences, and social security card with all my family and coping my birth certificate. The next issue disability was supposed to make a point known August 13, per letters from Senator Hatch, and Honorable Matheson. That has been pushed to November 1st evidently I am to grow a leg, pay 29k versus 12k cap health bills. I would like to know if you could suggest anyone in Utah to help me.
say long time... how are you doing? as a pirate I have done better and wrote several new poems, went on a autobiographic trip and decided on my birthday I will run for president... so as Ender the pirate I am writing now a short story. ... there Ender was in the middle of a comic classical sword fight with a witch riding a broom and her two kids from said priate.... They were off to have fun and run through a large super dome to which other witches and pirates did roam. . There met was a \African american girl crying to which said queations where asked and replies given without the real question.. Good behavior maybe? Or he was not sentenced under the same laws or rules. Example maybe he meaning your uncle got more often and thus had more of a rap sheet? Or maybe racism or he just did provide the same challenge to the prison system so they wanted to keep him longer...
Well, as for your fathers owning new car congratulations for him. As for why he was pulled over. Economic opportunity meaning African Americans buying a new car percentage wise Africans Americans represent only 12% (there are 13 percentage of all consumers at this age group) of the consumer population of the United States- While blacks represent about 38% of the prison population. http://prospect.org/article/six-charts-explain-why-our-prison-system-so-insane this means about 1% of all Americans that are African Americans consumers are in prison or heading that way. Meaning if you do the percentages one in 13 African Americans could be taken in an imprisoned. Makes targeting an existing problem to easy and to question that… Well if you look at the death row inmates of African Americans killing African Americans out of http://www.deathpenaltyinfo.org/race-death-row-inmates-executed-1976 you find that making 13% of a population they murder fellow blacks at a higher late then the white society does. Raising a question what makes people tick in America?
So you ask a lot of question about why.
Honey if I may. Color of skin will only change when people grow up and work together.
So the question you should realize and understand is Sarah did what was needed to survive. White people which if you look at my skin I question that color I think of myself more of pink than white makes me wonder more. I was raised a bit differently, married a bit differently and see the world differently. You realize everything another person does against another person is because of their expire with that culture. How man y times have you heard racial names being used by African Americans? Weather they call each other Negros, mergers… etc... If they do not want people to call them that name without their permission they will have to explain that verse being mean or threating about something racist to the world around them. Meaning people see the television where people calling each other brothers call each other naggers and an assumptions made... till racism is cleaned up on television everything will be as it is... rationale how many white friends do you have? Humor... thinks what words you use around them... Then think if they walk up when you are with a group of other similar in color pallet the words you use with each other is assumed without knowledge the words you want used with you. You might say I did not give them permission… All I can say is doing not do unto others as you would not have them do unto you… simple BE kind and the world will start changing... Be mean and ask why... be scared girl for as a one logger one eyed pink pirate I tell you girl you are beautiful to yourself. You can make the world into a better place your questions are important. But the right answer which is do not us ether words you do not want other people to use against you that will start changing the world around you.. sounds wrong sounds weird but if you start the change you will find yourself in the world you want to live in because people will notice a change and realize something that they have an opportunity to do right instead of do wrong. Yes it is hard no doubt about life but you can change the world around you by stating they do better... Stop using those words around me… That opportunity might catch on and be a powerful force to do right versus doing something wrong… you state why... The answer is easy if I have a 74% percentage and getting a 55% chance of conviction or crime versus a 13% and getting a 38% rate of conviction it is easier for the police to arrest someone of color just because it is easier for a conviction and if you look at what police department is about you realize that is their job instead of serve and protect. They have become a percentage department crime is up... Get the percentage down... In gambling would you not bet on taking a 1 in 13 chance versus 1 in 34 chances? Police like to do easy work just as much as the next group of people either gets better lives by moving up into a better life style, or stop being caught for doing something wrong. Against be kind this is just a reply from pink pirate girl life is what you make of it... if you do not want to hear people talk about your skin tell them... be as kind to them as possible... make them hate to be wrong around you because living in your world is better than living in a wrong world.. Make your world right by hanging with the right people... if you say I do not know any… My name is Clinton Siegel- look me up on Facebook or LinkedIn = peace you ask the right questions but no one is answering anymore... the reason everyone is scared... Which is right nearing an end that should be interesting to see what happens? Peace clintonsiegle123r@gmail.com
peace Marie I miss you ever do often hope you are well.. I am going through my right eye being missing now with my legf as a prothers foot I think the world is a bit differently now.. peace
There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure. He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.
The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.
The wind blew the current brought up drowned ships older then times itself. One even looked like a UFO. There were roman vessels; there were Chinese junks, Viking long boats, not just one or two ole 1500 century pirate ships but more then dozen flying the skull and cross bones.
Ender being smart steered the Black Skimmer through drowned ships like a captain on a mission saving his ship. Right, left, right more straight then a maze he hauled over his ship to miss this and that ship, boat, and sea creature that had many arms and was trying to dragging down the ships caught in its arms.
Finally the Black Skimmer was in the open sea away from the path of the drowned ships. At which point Ender the pirate started to sing a sea shanty about rum and treasure that would be found from Long john Silver’s treasure map.
With that singing the Black Skimmer and crew sailed into the open China Sea with the wind blowing the flag of the skull an dcross bones shown.
There once upon a time was a pirate named Ender or there about who sailed the seven seas on teh ship the black skimmer. He sailed with a raccoon, a quarrel, a duck and a bear. They had just gotten a dragon the size of a lizard when this tale begins. You see a Time lord found the hopelessly lost captain searching for a item of power to resolve a insurance claim he meant to file because of his traveling arrangements were not according to said advertised travel agent. He had been promised a shot or a spot on the Rainbow Universe which means a mind transfer between people with similar lives, money etc and the chance to restart a new. The issue you see was one of hose minds had not really applied for the trip or ticket and had been thrown into the parallel universe without much comfort nor understanding of what was going on. He is first few weeks in silence he watched as things which were were not and that change did change or not. A mountain moved, a Continent moved, and a few people he tried to talk to only a psychic and a Scientologist would listen to him. His friends abandoned him to his trip though the parallel universe . The raccoon was the first to go finding a wonderful isle to play with bread and such. The squarel was the next and lizard got off on the same spot. The bear was he only one left the duck having flown he coop. Thus Ender the pirate and the bear were spirally through parallel universes one day at a time. Finding that what is and was and what ever was said had been done somewhere some how within the confines of great minds. Did that make them deities? Did the deities that ruled the earth realize they were nothing but power hungry? The travels begin to have some fun. The pirate became an adventurer instead of a pirate. wrie strange stories across the parallel universe making people think. A Deity that would kick a person out of his home because he ate a fig and shortend his life along with taking away his job is kind of exess for eating a fig. The real question then is the deity real or just someone that lives longer than most? With time does your mind realize what is going on. Why I was not home, while being at home. First off, Billings Montana changed a lot. My world 5 movie theaters five bookstores, now only 1 movie theater plus a new one someplace in the west. Bookstores Barnes and Nobles still stands however all others are gone. Did find two new used bookstores, meaning if they were in my world I would hav been in them prior to this visit. Bolivia Mountain that I am tracking is now way off to the what I thought was south.. now I am not sure. direction wise I think the world has turned a bit.Changes noticed most notable paint and industrial changes. The telofairco has two new posts, and paint either everyone has gone white color or red and blue are no longer for painting homes. Gained 300 million people between May 15 and now..
For court of Ender the pirate last few years were gloom- he was old and had become both un glamorous with a bad taste for music. The court was bored and desperate for novelty. So in 1710 when the pirate battles started a fresh new pirate of fifteen-year-old lad named the Claw who was both devilishly handsome and charming had a particularly strong effect on the ladies within the Troll kings court. He was witty and cared for politics as few men cared. He saw that the cycle of life was to happen to a great country but he also saw no one cared. So within he started his plan to tell a tale that would live on even after his soul was burning on fire for his lovers. His plan was witty indulgent, some of the wenches laughed when his hands wondered towards places a fifteen year old should not have his hands..
A time and a tale by ender the pirate that was no more... there I was sitting and drinking rum... not as much as it use to be... needed more music, and a good song something with jewels, naughty women, and a place where peace can come and visit for a time or two.. But to no a vast. Life was not meant for that experience to come about... just drinking and some loud noises from the window... quiet there wind... so .. To a tale... these day people are so bold in starting wars without money or coin, but for those that remember that is exactly why pirating was created for countries without coin to create limited liability companies for a nation to profit from war without having to fund the navy... hiccup... maybe that is exactly what is needed a self serving navy to protect Asia from itself, and provide commercial outlaying for larger war ships..
yes call your congressmen and ask that the navy be funded by some newly minted wealth person... privateering could save this country a fourth of a trillion dollars.. just think and the loot would be wonderful..
Ender the pirate walking through a bar and while he was strutting he realized a sense of shame coming over out the happiness of his profession. As a young man Ender realized he was not equipped to deal with the world as most people through family and friends. He made books his family and animals his friends. His life was filled with pain and terror from others not secure within. His cries were not heard nor cared for by another. A thought kept him alive a future a dream within. I shall do better I shall be better within. A prayer to the almighty was to begin. Lord forgives me a pirate within. Forgive my judging others for their meanest to me and my other sins. Bitterness within made him a pirate within. For singing and tale telling was his gift from within. For without his loss of employment, his left foot, partial hearing, and nerves were at an end. He awoke as a pirate from his dream and begin again to work on his disability claim to ensure his family had food, and shelter again.
1971
Born I was flown by mercy jet to Minneapolis within the second day of life. I had too much blood in my body. The doctors thought I had heart problems. Believe it or not my memory is a large plane door shutting.
1974
There I was a Little kid riding a tricycle on a road with my dog. I had a toy whip from a circus and I was going to visit Bullie. A bucket calf that I had raised and was now a two year old bull. As a kid I thought I was invisible. My and spankings taught me differently as she caught me rounding the corral.My best friend was a dog named Teddy Bear. He was a black lab and was the greatest friend a farm kid could ever want. We played together and conversed on a daily basis. I think I learned that animals were and are more attuned to me then people at that young age. Meaning I did not speak and often when speaking I was told to speak up because of my soft voice.
I have allot of first memories. The first time almost dying from allergies in a haystack. I could not breathe. I was chasing a kitten that was so soft and cute. When wola i could not breathe. I was pulled out of the hay by my legs and rushed to Mile city, hospital. My breathing was so shallow they thought I was dead for a while.
I survived. But that summer I meet my great grandmother Shattuck, great grandfather Haman, and grand mother Leier in Velva, North Dakota. As a grand kid I enjoyed that visit more than most people. I got to play with toys that were old even then. Being the only grand kid there and being named after her late husband I enjoyed great grandmother Shattuck and she seemed to enjoy me.
That next year great grandmother Shattuck passed away.
Life has many ways to teach you something.
My life story could be told with the passing of cars in my life and how each held something new or different in experience.
The first car of memory was a Plymouth 1973. That car took me on the journey during an experience most people do not get to have. Lightning, then hail, water for a flood, all happening at once the week prior to my parent's divorce. The situation living on a farm my mother took the car and us into Glendive, Montana to shop. The storm came in with howling winds and hail the size of golf balls. The car was getting smashed and driving home to the farm a valley curve was full of water. Just when we entered the curve. Water coming through a car door at the age of five is something. Mom quickly backed out and went down another dirt road to cross to the farm. That road the valley was flooded also. On the other side, an uncle was trying to cross the same path. That day the knowledge that there was and is someone greater than my father or family came home to rest within me.
A FEW WEEKS LATER I WAS SEATED INSIDE THE HOT PLYMOUTH WHEN MY PARENTS GOT THEIR DIVORCE OUTSIDE THE LEGAL OFFICE. I REMEMBER THE METER RUNNING DOWN. THE HOTTNESS OF THE SUN ON THE SEAT COVERS MADE A SMELL THAT WAS PURE PLASTIC OR SOME TYPE OF MATERIAL.
The divorce happened and my toys got packed away never to be seen again. My mom started her adventure to buy a camper which took us all over Minnesota, North Dakota, and Montana. That summer I met my Korean cousins at Medora musical play. Shannon and Meagan Carlson from Bismarck ND. I was with my mom since the divorce. That summer we found a Chinook camper that was on sale. The company was trying to sell it to get into motor boats.
The Chinook camper was an adventure that took me places and dreams that only a few will ever have.
1976-1979 MINOT AND THERE OF
With the camper my mom moved around allot. We ended up summer of 76 in Minot ND. We stayed there in the KOK till the first foot of snow. She woke up to take a shower in the KOK showers only to step into a snow bank.
KINDERGARTEN
DREAM
I came of age in a time of no heroes. John Wayne had passed away in 1979. The current sport players, actors, actresses, politicians and even religious televangelist felt no responsibility to set a good example for any people to follow. The world needed a hero.
In that place stood up those people that were ordinary people willing to take a beating and or arrest to make the world a safer place. You have seen some of their exploits in Kick Ass the movie, but this tale is about Clinton Siegle from Fallon, Montana who wore the custom to save the day for a few innocent people.
Clintons’ superpower or lack there of was his ability to do gymnastic and take a beating due to his physical shape. His workout routine was due to his job as a gymnastic coach at the local YMCA, and a gym near his house. His character was that of a religious nut that planned to avenge those who were abused.
The first and last victim to be saved was a little ole kitten from a tree. The little kitten’s owner Alice was crying by the tree when the leotard wearing hero came across her. After a quick review and prayer for the situation he climbed the tree taking the kitten from the branch and slowly climbing down. Giving the kitten to Alice; she was so happy and cried even harder when holding her kitten. The neighbors heard the cries and thought that Clintons had done something wrong.
Screaming insults and hurling garbage at him. The neighbors chased Clinton for several blocks making the hero business questionable for this first and last time hero. After that experience Clinton had second thoughts of being a hero, so he never dressed up in his leotard again.
Moral of the story a good deed never goes unpunished and doing right does not always mean people will follow you.
PIRACY IS SOOTHING TO THINK ABOUT THESE DAYS
Pirates have been around since Caesar’s and before his days
A little booty a little loot goes far these days
The pirate named Ender the claw was something special in his days
He sailed the ocean on-board the Black Skimmer ship in those days
Looting and piracy was common occurrences in those days
Piracy was common thief in those days
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There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure. He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.
The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.
The wind blew the current brought up drowned ships older then times itself. One even looked like a UFO. There were roman vessels; there were Chinese junks, Viking long boats, not just one or two ole 1500 century pirate ships but more then dozen flying the skull and cross bones.
Ender being smart steered the Black Skimmer through drowned ships like a captain on a mission saving his ship. Right, left, right more straight then a maze he hauled over his ship to miss this and that ship, boat, and sea creature that had many arms and was trying to dragging down the ships caught in its arms.
Finally the Black Skimmer was in the open sea away from the path of the drowned ships. At which point Ender the pirate started to sing a sea shanty about rum and treasure that would be found from Long john Silver’s treasure map.
With that singing the Black Skimmer and crew sailed into the open China Sea with the wind blowing the flag of the skull and cross bones shown
PART LATER AFTER DESCRIPTION OF VENTURE AND DIVORCE--
There is always a time too look back to remember things. I was back to the area with the library and secret room close to Thanksgiving time a few years later. The shelf, I had expected someone else would have found that secret room. However, at 12 I visited the library because a great uncle had passed away and younger cousin. Their age were completely different both from different cancers one 87 and the other 5. The older uncle was named Gus. He, I remember made quite a fuss and told course jokes to women. I expect he was a dirty ole uncle but whom knows. The younger named Matt was form bone cancer. I cried that day for him. That was a spooky time. At that age I believe I had been to 15 funerals and none of them happy events.
At that time I was rereading letter one. I toke away some advise that as a young as I was I could not use. Always be bold. Always spend carefully. Be friendly. Take all opportunities for chance. Luck favors those prepared but luck favors more those that will try something new or different. Babsy bumped into General Smith who informed Babsy that the count was still out for blood
Taking some of the advice I spent a 20 dollar bill there on the plains of North Dakota. Humor how doing something right meaning I exchanged the twenty bill from 1919 for a bill could cause so much venture and excitement. The question asked was where did you get this. Then I said I got it there in the town. I did anyway I did not get the item I had tried to purchase instead an investigation of who and why I would have such an old bill went into play.
All I can say was that Thanksgiving I meet more people from that town thaen any other day. Everyone was interested in where I was from and where I was going and where I had been. Humor I said the truth. I was visiting a funeral of my great uncle and cousin. The town was alive with curious investigation. I figured someone would find that secret room but the only thing that happened that I knew about then was some ole men going through the bookshelves where I had sat. I guess no one toke down that book that moved the shelf but there was several books checked out that day.
A specific place was when it broke down during a funeral The dream was so vivid. I was attending a funeral and had some time. As many of you know I use to live in the library during the daylight hours of the 1980’s. I spent my time with Lewis, Token, Jordan, Rice, before it became cool or interesting to the masses.
---On a trip between Montana, and North Dakota I visited a rather large library on the plains of North Dakota. The library looked like a bank built in the 20’s. I got to spend a few hours there by chance due to the family and car troubles. I quickly found an ole favorite the Hobbit in the back of the library of course where the loners usually just enjoy the peace and quiet. I quickly read through the first 200 or so pages stopping where the dwarfs were imprisoned prior to their release by Bilbo.
Just when the dwarf’s prison doors were to be opened; knowingly, since I had read the book a few times before a book popped out the shelf and fell open next to me reading the Hobbit. Humor how life happens at times. The book was something I had not read nor touched before Harry Flashman. Odd that the book defiantly was not categorized by the author last name nor title of the book for a library category. So I was unsure why it was here. Putting it back an older boring colored hardcover caught my attention. Grabbing at it instead of pulling it from the self it binged back and made me jump back as a click and the whole shelf swung against me as if a door opening. And to that point the shelf pulled back with my hand.-----
On a trip between Montana, and North Dakota I visited a rather large library on the plains of North Dakota. The library looked like a bank built in the 20’s. I got to spend a few hours there by chance due to the family and car troubles. I quickly found an ole favorite the Hobbit in the back of the library of course where the loners usually just enjoy the peace and quiet. I quickly read through the first 200 or so pages stopping where the dwarfs were imprisoned prior to their release by Bilbo.
Just when the dwarf’s prison doors were to be opened; knowingly, since I had read the book a few times before a book popped out the shelf and fell open next to me reading the Hobbit. Humor how life happens at times. The book was something I had not read nor touched before Harry Flashman. Odd that the book defiantly was not categorized by the author last name nor title of the book for a library category. So I was unsure why it was here. Putting it back an older boring colored hardcover caught my attention. Grabbing at it instead of pulling it from the self it binged back and made me jump back as a click and the whole shelf swung against me as if a door opening. And to that point the shelf pulled back with my hand.
The librarian was no where to be found. I believe she had gone out forgetting me. So with no one to stop me I pulled the door open. There on the floor was a pile of envelopes, and from the light from a window over the chair I was using I could see a light with a pull string light. Bending over reading the address I was the majority addressed to a Mr. Babsy. Humor someone’s Hemingway hideout? Who knows anyway pulling the chain lighted a small room. A table, what looked like a still. The pile of envelopes and a small looking medical gad was what I could see. Being venturous I went through the envelopes. Which had wonderful 20s stamps all addressed to Baby. Trying to figure out why their presence was there I noticed a mail drop between the back of the door.
Well I guess if someone was to hid a room a library was as good as place as any. What surprised me most was the lack of dust. Anyways moving into the room I started to review the books on the table. The first was a ledger accounting it seemed of a business operation of medicine? No I suppose after seeing a liquor bottle. There in the ledger were small towns that appeared in North Dakota, South Dakota, Montana, Illinois, Minnesota, and other small towns that I recognized from my travels with my mom since the split up of my folks. It seemed this was a major illegal operations built on the plains of North Dakota. Sort of like the Kennedy’s moon shine hold in Havre, Montana. Looking at the next book it seemed like a personal diary. Last date 1929 written about a Mr. Babsy and venture of moonshine. The journal was given by someone Limburg for a birthday gift to a Major Babsy. Reading the diary about Mr. Babsy seemed to be in love with someone. He had it bad. Seemed obsessive to appoint that I realized I had never fallen head over heals in love before. It seemed to detail that Mr. Babsy was a local who was planning to take and make himself a rich person.
Humor he even gave some detail on back accounts and politicians a few of them; I had heard about from history class. One name I saw I did not expect was my great grand father. Well, I knew the righteous stories on how he made it in flax in the 40’s. Seeing his name there made me wonder a bit but life is a mixture of chance opportunities. Anyway venturing into the boxes one contained several old medicine bottles labels peeling with age and odd color liquor look inside. Another box had a letter on it without an envelope. Opening the letter which was addressed to someone whose name I had heard in the old folk’s home where my great grandfather lived. What a small world we live in. The letter was telling him that if Mr. Babsy might never come back; from reading the content the letter it was sort of a last will and testament from Mr. Babsy. The letter went into how several small communities were being used and their libraries were being used to store medicine etc. Opening the box under the letter there were roughly fifty thousand dollars in ones the year 1920 stamped on them. The box looked half full. Humor what one expected and what one gets are two things. I closed the box. Thinking I needed to talk with my grandfather prior to doing anything. I toke the dairy, 20 dollars in one dollar bills from the box replacing them with a 20 dollar bill my father had given me on his recent visit to me. My parents of course being separated tried to buy my love at times. I also toke the letters unopened. Pulling on the chain the light chain broke while closing the self back. Going back into the library I pushed the shelf back into place. I went to the door. Humor the librarian had locked me in with a note saying she was out for lunch. Well life happens so I went back to my seat and begin again the Tale of there and back again. Later in the evening the librarian awoke by turning on all the lights an
MOVING TO MINOT
Meet my great grandfather Anthony Haman in Minot nursing home. We were close for a while. He was an adventurer. Like the time he took the stairs down in a wheelchair. His statement I almost made it to the bottom. There in Minot I sold Grit to earn money for my bike. That bike took me places. The scenery of Minot is wonderful. Minot even has a zoo. Which most mid-western towns do not have. A zoo with monkeys.
Bike trip
I meet my best friend for a few months there on a bike trip. Ross was a year younger than me. We played together. That was the year of Star Wars and my moms conversation to religion. That is where life began and dreams well that is the stuff life is made of to dream is to live a life while hoping for a better future.
The Chinook took us, mom and me to visit relatives throughout North Dakota in the late 70s. I met my great aunt Rosie who was in a wheelchair due to Multiple sclerosis MS. She was a strict lady whose husband Micky worked for the post office. Their dog Snowball was a poodle that loved to chase balls.
After elling 250 Grit magazines I could afford a bike from the money that my dad gave me for visiting my mom. They were trying to get back together.
DREAM
There is an always a time to remember things. I was not back to that area for sometime. Shelf wise I expected the librarian to find the or see the room and something to be written about it in the news. But at age 10 I visited the library again because a cousin had passed away in a kayak accident. That was a spooky time. If I could have recorded my aunt who lost both breast to cancer terror cry at the funeral I could have made a mint in horror movies. Her cry was that of a broken heart in pain. Anyway at the library I checked and the room opened again. Nothing had been touched. At this point I was more greedy and the backpack I had been given I filled with the money, ledger, and a few bottles of liquor. I closed the room and checked an old book out author Rice book on planet Mars and was off to listen to my family remember Stevie. The howl from my aunt cries still ringing in my ears. Death is something to live with. That had been my 11th funeral in so many years of living. Anyways hiding the money and stuff was hard. My mom was observant lady thus I had to hide it in the camper prior to her seeing me with the backpack. In those days we rode in a Chinook camper a home on wheels.
Adventure wise a story from the old times. There is an always a time to remember things a continuous story of a venture in the library. I was not back to that library area for sometime. Shelf wise I expected the librarian to find or see the room and something to be written about it in the news. But at age 17 I visited the library again because a cousin had passed away in a kayak accident. That was a spooky time. If I could have recorded my aunt terror cry at the funeral I could have made a mint in horror movies. Her cry was that of a broken heart in pain. Anyway at the library I checked and the room opened again. Nothing had been touched. At this point I was more greedy and the backpack I had been given I filled with the money, ledger, and a few bottles of liquor. I closed the room and checked an old book out author Rice book on planet Mars and was off to listen to my family remember Stevie. The howl from my aunt cries still ringing in my ears. Death is something to live with. That had been my 11th funeral in so many years of living. Anyways hiding the money and stuff was hard. My mom was observant lady thus I had to hide it in the camper prior to her seeing me with the backpack. In those days we rode in a Chinook camper a home on wheels.
So I hide the loot in a closet in the camper. The envelopes I hide in the selection of books and the money in a board game that I topped with a shirt. The bottles went into the toy box with the toy soldiers. Being young with a hidden source of money was to affect my life in new ways. What do you do with ole money in a reservation town of Popular Montana? My experiences were often weird and difficult with a very strict mother, but the adventures were still there. My first attempt for fun was reading the letters. The first letter began with a story about a young farmer kid saving a man off the east coast from a ship wreck. The adventures described made me want to run away and this started my reading anew in adventure books. The boy saved the man and the man gave him the world and he could afford to eat out at locations and have physical fun that only a farm boy could dream about. Partying with royalty, sleeping with women of interesting character the first letter was seven pages long detailing so much venting and opportunities that I re-read that life story all about school, religion, and dreams. The hand writing was at first difficult to read and with little time to be alone with them I did not chance their discovery. During this school year I hide them. Sports were something I did not excel at but that was how I was babysat during these days after school. I just dreamed by re-reading the letter and adventure books that were not part of the letters. I made a decision not to open another letter for a year wanting to enjoy the stories over time instead of devouring them all at once.
Mr. Babsy was just seventeen years old for his first letter description which was exotic in content and started when he was young. The description of how some of Mr. Babsy women friends were paid for their services caused dreams for the farmer boy these letters pages described his arousal and his worldly experiences in the world. The letter was my first experience finding out at a young age erotic content of the letters more interesting then pictures. The letter dated 1916 the world was a strange exotic world in the letters and brought more dreams then were appropriate for all those who read them. Mr. Babsy had experience that made him a physical man while all that I was still too young to understand everything I read. I was a tall kid still turning 17 learning from letters how the real world worked and why or what to say in the 20s versus 59 years in the future. At my time and age in the 80’s work was hard to come by and experience was something to ask for not be given to a kid at the age of almost 17 versus a life necessity that Mr. Babsy grew up in.
Anyway by this time I had reread the letter enough to understand its neat cursive handwriting I had decide to venture in the world. This time my mom provided the solution by sending me to Ekalaka, Montana bible camp a place that drops off the end of the world and near enough to be the end of the world. There I had my first opportunity to spend some money.
Lairs and religions make the world go around. Girls turning to women are interesting to most if not all boys. There was a girl named Amy. Her voice perfect as an angel sang religious hymns daily at the camp sites meetings. Her smile cute if I had the chance I would have been Romeo. However her being a southern bell made her charmed by a Georgian boy older than me. There in the religionist camp things not spoken about happened between them. What humor to hear about something read about but not experienced and being able to listen but not do anything in the real world? But I had no one to tell or care. What a life to live a religious one.
Religion is funny it demands something belief then lets you down. Babsy in 1916 found a bird skeleton that was a cross between a dinosaur and current bird. He gave the creature to a museum and that sort if gave him an idea that religious timeline was bunk or not real. The letter showed how his belief in something realization that the belief is not worthless is a story all on its own. The letter 1916 describing the years end Babsy was involved in a famous party with rich people. At this party Babsy was introduced to a General Smith. Also Babsy meet a woman there, a countess. They danced and sang and she was delighted with Babsy. Anyways true love and or infatuation caused him to be more of a romantic. The two were in a bedroom scene that was quiet explicit in details. Anyways the countess had a husband not introduced till later in the letter. At which point Babsy and General Smith both fled the countess’ room.
General Babsy being old wealthy, famous to some extent gave Babsy some advice after both of them had just been chased from the countess’s room. The humor evidently was great the details a bit more than two pages long and Babsy toke Smith advise to heart. Anyway Christmas was upon me. For Christmas I decided to read another letter. I spent that Christmas night in a box outside a plastic tree in the living room hoping for a good Christmas gift. But the sad tale I waiting hoping to be given more than was given to charity or spent on the dog’s food for that month for that Christmas was nothing good. My
DREAM
There is always a time too look back to remember things. I was back to the area with the library and secret room close to Thanksgiving time a few years later. The shelf, I had expected someone else would have found that secret room. However, at 12 I visited the library because a great uncle had passed away and younger cousin. Their age were completely different both from different cancers one 87 and the other 5. The older uncle was named Gus. He, I remember made quite a fuss and told course jokes to women. I expect he was a dirty ole uncle but whom knows. The younger named Matt was form bone cancer. I cried that day for him. That was a spooky time. At that age I believe I had been to 15 funerals and none of them happy events.
At that time I was rereading letter one. I toke away some advise that as a young as I was I could not use. Always be bold. Always spend carefully. Be friendly. Take all opportunities for chance. Luck favors those prepared but luck favors more those that will try something new or different. Babsy bumped into General Smith who informed Babsy that the count was still out for blood
Taking some of the advice I spent a 20 dollar bill there on the plains of North Dakota. Humor how doing something right meaning I exchanged the twenty bill from 1919 for a bill could cause so much venture and excitement. The question asked was where did you get this. Then I said I got it there in the town. I did anyway I did not get the item I had tried to purchase instead an investigation of who and why I would have such an old bill went into play.
All I can say was that Thanksgiving I meet more people from that town than any other day. Everyone was interested in where I was from and where I was going and where I had been. Humor I said the truth. I was visiting a funeral of my great uncle and cousin. The town was alive with curious investigation. I figured someone would find that secret room but the only thing that happened that I knew about then was some ole men going through the bookshelves where I had sat. I guess no one toke down that book that moved the shelf but there was several books checked out that day.
PEACE CORPS
here is a wine in Bolivia called traigo. Basically a heated wine, add alcohol 100% proof then burn again and distill a bit. Burns on the way down. Anyway in Chuma the drink was a zip a few hundred times worth of saco.
For a pink or white person in a Latin american town this was a wondrous trip. First or fifth time that I got out and had wonderful fun with the people and learned to be happy not an expensive place but with a future fun love people.
That is when I discovered the underbelly of chilitas some happy go lucky people but when pushed or shoving can be very dangerous. Example here was the parade was on being dressed as the bear I got to dance and drink to the wee hours with people from lawyers to judges to criminals to farmers all having fun on their town day.
Anyway after being dried out with 43 rounds of hot spice wine I decided to head home. There in the middle of the street did I see south american justice take place. One of the native woman was beating her husband. Not easy but with feet and fists. The poor guy did not know who or what was hitting him. I called for help being a bit out of it myself but to no avail she just kept on beating the shit out of her husband. I tried to help but she was not going to let me do anything. The fact she out weighted me and was a bit drunk herself was a bit of a disadvantage. What was I suppose to do. Anyway she started laughing at my comical plea to let the poor guy go.
That was my third of two times seeing this happen. The other time was when I was not drunk. I was stuck at the hospital and a call came in. Off the doctor, nurse, and I went in a police car to the top of a mountain. There a woman drunk as a skunk on chicha was dancing and laughing. Within her home her husband was dying of pesticide poisoning because his wife had just poisoned him by giving him chicha with poison in it.
The third time why girls- I will have to ask you to write me if you are interested.. Involved a police riot dog, a five police officers, a drunk gringo and well..
Those were one of my last few days drinking wine with anyone. People are crazy is all I know. Wine helps the bitterness I know. The tale here is do not drink wine or beer or cognac with anyone you know and their wives in south America.
started this story a few times
There is a wine in Bolivia called traigo. Basically a heated wine, add alcohol 100% proof then burn again and distill a bit. Burns on the way down. Anyway in Chuma the drink was a zip a few hundred times worth of saco.
For a pinky or white person in a Latin American town this was a wondrous trip. First or fifth time that I got out and had wonderful fun with the people and learned to be happy not an expensive place but with a future fun love people.
That is when I discovered the underbelly of chilitas some happy go lucky people but when pushed or shoving can be very dangerous. Example here was the parade was on being dressed as the bear I got to dance and drink to the wee hours with people from lawyers to judges to criminals to farmers all having fun on their town day.
Anyway after being dried out with 43 rounds of hot spice wine I decided to head home. There in the middle of the street did I see south american justice take place. One of the native woman was beating her husband. Not easy but with feet and fists. The poor guy did not know who or what was hitting him. I called for help being a bit out of it myself but to no avail she just kept on beating the shit out of her husband. I tried to help but she was not going to let me do anything. The fact she out weighted me and was a bit drunk herself was a bit of a disadvantage. What was I suppose to do. Anyway she started laughing at my comical plea to let the poor guy go.
That was my third of two times seeing this happen. The other time was when I was not drunk. I was stuck at the hospital and a call came in. Off the doctor, nurse, and I went in a police car to the top of a mountain. There a woman drunk as a skunk on chicha was dancing and laughing. Within her home her husband was dying of pesticide poisoning because his wife had just poisoned him by giving him chicha with poison in it.
The third time why girls- I will have to ask you to write me if you are interested.. Involved a police riot dog, a five police officers, a drunk gringo and well..
Those were one of my last few days drinking wine with anyone. People are crazy is all I know. Wine helps the bitterness I know. The tale here is do not drink wine or beer or cognac with anyone you know and their wives in south america.
When you find out you are being investigated does something akin to dread come over you?
You ever wonder why?
When you find out it is someone you trust,
What inside you dies with failure? Is it something I did or said?
Or is this away to leave me undone and maybe dead?
I guess we will find out someday.
Relationships are funny that way.
Eternity with someone was the dream that day.
Loving kindness sharing happiness two in one that way.
All that came apart with my greed in 2008.
Time together living in a country's beautiful weather.
I realize I failed yet again.
On that the courts and mortgages do show.
Never in this life is much due.
Never again
2009
ere are pirates and then there are pirates... Some with tales to tell and some with tails.. There once was a dog that loved a pirates life bedcause of all the good food from that mean ole pirate from treasure isle book. He was a good ole cook and fed the dog and bird till both were fat and well useless at times but furry fat and feathery fat are two different things..
will send a cat tomorrow
thanks for the note.
hope life is something fun for you .
me today driving to work my thermostat blew and fried my radiator 700 dollar 5 hour experience that was kind of a learning experience
i knew it was time for a new car but this and my wife had to confirm my decision humor... a cat it is then
You Are A Pirate: Lyrics and Song About Pirates by Lazy Town In Mermaids Retreat At Lair2000
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June 3, 2009 3:15 am
thanks hope you will get a new car and hope today is better for you.
always living is better then the alternative
thanks hope the cat is what you wanted
yes thanks
June 3, 2009 6:27 pm
come and visit me farm
u would like it
Looting and piracy was common occurrences in those days
Piracy was common thief in those day.
There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure. He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.
The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.
The wind blew the current brought up drowned ships older then times itself. One even looked like a UFO. There were roman vessels; there were Chinese junks, Viking long boats, not just one or two ole 1500 century pirate ships but more then dozen flying the skull and cross bones.
Ender being smart steered the Black Skimmer through drowned ships like a captain on a mission saving his ship. Right, left, right more straight then a maze he hauled over his ship to miss this and that ship, boat, and sea creature that had many arms and was trying to dragging down the ships caught in its arms.
Finally the Black Skimmer was in the open sea away from the path of the drowned ships. At which point Ender the pirate started to sing a sea shanty about rum and treasure that would be found from Long john Silver’s treasure map.
With that singing the Black Skimmer and crew sailed into the open China Sea with the wind blowing the flag of the skull and cross bones shown
Meanwhile, in the bustling city of Shanghai, Alice sat at Cafe Shi, sipping her tea and contemplating the next steps in her journey. She had come to the East in search of answers, particularly about the elusive Book of Life. Her quest had taken her through many strange and wondrous places, but her instincts told her that her journey was far from over.
Cafe Shi was an eclectic place, a melting pot of cultures and travelers, making it the perfect spot for gathering information. The walls were adorned with exotic tapestries, and the air was filled with the aroma of spices and brewing tea. Alice had heard whispers about a mysterious figure who might hold the knowledge she sought. This figure, known only as "The Oracle," was said to be somewhere in the city.
As Alice pondered her next move, the door to the cafe swung open, and in walked a figure cloaked in shadows. The stranger made his way to the bar, ordered a drink, and then scanned the room. His eyes settled on Alice, and with a knowing nod, he approached her table.
"Are you the one searching for the Book of Life?" the stranger asked in a hushed tone.
Alice nodded, her curiosity piqued. "I am. Who are you?"
"My name is Jiao," he replied, taking a seat across from her. "I know where you can find the Oracle, but the journey will not be easy. You will need allies, and you will need to be prepared for the dangers that lie ahead."
As Jiao spoke, a commotion erupted outside the cafe. The doors flew open again, and in stumbled Ender, the pirate captain, accompanied by his crew—a duck and a bear. They looked worn from their recent adventures, but their eyes sparkled with the thrill of the unknown.
"Ahoy there, lass!" Ender greeted Alice with a hearty laugh. "We've just navigated through a sea of ghost ships and narrowly escaped the clutches of a sea monster. We're in need of a good drink and perhaps some new adventures."
Alice couldn't help but smile at the serendipity of their meeting. "It seems fate has brought us together. I'm Alice, and I'm on a quest to find the Book of Life. Perhaps you and your crew could join me. I could use some brave souls by my side."
Ender's eyes gleamed with excitement. "A quest, you say? We're always up for a new adventure, especially one that promises treasure and mystery. Count us in!"
With their newfound alliance, Alice, Ender, and his crew set out to find the Oracle. They navigated through the winding streets of Shanghai, encountering merchants, street performers, and fortune tellers, all the while keeping an eye out for any sign of the Oracle.
Their journey took them to the outskirts of the city, to an ancient temple hidden within a dense bamboo forest. The temple was said to be guarded by mystical creatures and filled with traps to deter the unworthy.
As they approached the temple, Alice felt a sense of foreboding mixed with anticipation. She knew that whatever lay inside could bring her closer to her goal. With Ender and his crew by her side, she felt ready to face whatever challenges awaited them.
Together, they stepped through the temple's grand entrance, ready to confront the mysteries within and uncover the secrets of the Book of Life. The adventure had only just begun, and with each step, they moved closer to the answers they sought.
July 25, 2012 4:47 pm
Marie,
How goes life? Here I am starting to think move... to Texas, as a pirate I was hoping for the open sea... well, another deep topic. Tell your son happy birthday and hope all is well. Any ideas on what is up with charm? Is she okay? As for pirate stories -- sailing away from the dock... Ender the pirate realized with terror he had forgotten his receipt on cookie dough an spiced chicken... noted for this was how he got his current wife... his chicken is famous in certain parts of Bolivia. The pepper and cup of sugar being part of the list of ingredients for a chicken sort of kfc. Anyways without the book Ender was getting nervous about being a cook. So instead he toke over the sailing from the bear whose hang over had lasted from 2010 till that very day. When the bear found the new activity of cooking. The bear was not such a good cook. He fact he burnt water. But that is another story..
well hello Ender,
drama queens and bullies are evil minded people who would make everything a crime, not because they care but because they can. they condemn everybody, some for what they have done, others for what they may do. it is the sign of a narrow mind, as cruel as I have no idea what is up with Charm, don't think she gets on facebook much any more. I have not talk to her in ages.
As for me I am busy with my kids and helping with my grandson on the weekends. Just got done being sick yesterday,glad I feel better today. Think I will miss summer but glad when the kids go back to school. My kids do not go back till sept. 6th.
a pirate drinking tale
of all the things i have lost
i miss my mind the most
thus i try to improve my mind the most
because that is where i live
and thus
be the change you want to see in the world-
for those who dont believe in magic will never find it-
by watching with glittering rum soaked eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places (such as maps and buried treasure)
remember child be gentle with yourself you are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars
and finally in the noisy confusion of life keep peace inyourself
because life is not about finding yourself life is about creating eyourself into the greatest pirate you can be as the sayings goes
dance a pirate jig as though no one is watching you
love as though you have never been hurt before
sing a pirate tone as though no one can hear you
and live as though heaven is on earth
I still walk and workout when I can it gets hard when the kids are home. I can keep a better schedule when my kids are in school.
Sometimes I wish my life was more exciting, get stressed out at times with my sons x girlfriend. He (my son)is 18 and they have a son together but are not together anymore. She has not gotten a job or finished high school. She is 19 and wants everything handed to her. Love my grandson but can't stand her.
Girl, glad you are having fun with your grandkid... suggest for the x you be thankful to her. Remember smile and say thank you x name. Not sure y... and pray for what you want in her. Example has been given to me over and over on how that is supposed to change people. On health wise exercise and enjoy boredom. I was not enjoying it that is why I must move to Austin I think in August. This should be interesting... anyways what else, you find any games you are playing? I am into mafia wars; play it every blue moon or so. I miss pirate forum, and game but life is stressful however compared to 2008 I am stress less. Managing things to bankruptcy was one of the hardest things I have ever done. Failing is something I can do but failing that big was a heartbreaking experience.
A woman in the bar says that she wants to have plastic surgery to enlarge her breasts. Her husband tells her, "Hey, you don't need surgery to do that. I know how to do it without surgery." The lady asks, "How do I do it without surgery?" "Just rub toilet paper between them." Startled the lady asks, "How does that make them bigger?" "I don't know, but it worked for your ass."
HOPE YOU ARE WELL!! LOL
Upon searching Ender pointed the black skimmer toward the sea of dread.. Where it is said things were dreadful.
Keep up your p90x I want to hear you have done a 1000 pushups one handed while holding on to your grandkid..
December 24, 2011
Dear Friends:
I hope all is well for you and yours. I would have answered your letter sooner, but you didn't send one. However, no matter. Well, Merry Christmas to one and all.
Between strokes of good fortunes, the family won the Christmas prizes of a M&M Nutcracker and a Ginger Bread-house at the complex party, I have been toying with the idea of going back to college. However, before dong this officially, I would like to see a change in the economy. At this time I am working still on Orion and learning more each day about wiring harnesses and team work. The family is growing faster than I could expect. The little one Ashanti is a wild woman and I look forward to seeing what she becomes in life.
November 12, 2012 6:14 pm
you should be yourself.. that is unless you can be a pirate.. then you should be a pirate..
November 21, 2012 7:41 pm
realization life is short... be yourself or if you can be a pirate be a pirate instead..
November 22, 2012 1:24 am
happy thanksgiving.. hope all is well.. remember be yourself unless you can be a pirate and then be a pirate instead..
“There is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humor.” ― Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol Have a MERRY Christmas!
January 1, 2013 8:37 pm
time and pirates.. you should always be yourself , unless you can be a pirate then you should be a pirate instead.. happy new year.. hope all goes well for you this year. if you need a good read try wheel of time.. the last of the series is coming out January 8th. peace and prayers
March 28, 2013 4:08 am
thanks for the well wising.. Well it is here. I am a day and year older. Instead of older and wiser... I am wider and older... some thoughts that go through my head. Why is life not here the way I wan tit. My thoughts are that I have not been doing what I should. Looking back I disagree- I leaped at opportunities. I excelled where others have left for greener pastures. I have boldly gone where people with less courage have not. See I digress sort of like Doctor Evil. What is life but to dream and hope? To learn that those hopes were killed along time ago by someone not so funny. Humor me this is love fraud when all the love letters are written by someone else? At times life plays mean and cruel jokes on people and they realize them but decide life is better without forcing the issue. Meaning I am tired at last and being bold only gets you to places that at times are better to a point. What happens when that point is the tip of your nose? That is when life really is short lived and you realize. Is living a long life a blessing or a curse? Seeing old folk’s homes and realizing most if anybody that wishes you a happy birthday is dead or gone. I think I have to rethink living longer and just have more experience sooner then later. So what have I learned in all this life short but long experience? Never to trust anyone. Find a good book and read it slowly. Remember to eat well. Always be kind and considerate. That in a nutshell I should have stopped living back 12 years ago. Humor the lessons I have learned since then. Never trust, and forgive I could have done without I think. It makes the world a crueler place to live in and realizing conspiracies are true at times makes you want to stop hearing about what is going on around you. Anyways happy birthday to me; to me a happy birthday.
hope your day goes wonderful!!
thanks and you too.
miss your stories,gotta get my 2 girls ready for school.
oh Ender the pirate will be back soon. he is suffering from remorse and guilt and wants to live a life in peace and without harming anyone.. meaning his wife says no computer and of course no computer it is..tell one day .. not a very special day.. but a birthday never the less
August 15, 2013 8:46 pm
Ender the pirate has been sailing with black skimmer through the dark waters of rehab and hospitals of Utah. the sleep and the leg eating itself making him almost a peg leg makes the world a different place. Anyways the duck has cooked macaroni and cheese while the bear wrote somethings that will be posted later this month. Anyways Marie missing you hope all is going well.
a few seconSeptember 25, 2010
22 years of no skating, and wola skated with my kid today. not bad. even going backward i could still keep up with those around me.. humor.. then to alpha an omega-- a bit more mature themed then i would expect.. then to chucky cheese.. i am not sure if i can keep up witht he younger one anymore she is just to fast.. but 40 coins 135 tickets later two pendents-- i think the kids had fun..
October 23, 2010
This week in Buffalo.
Story to tell without internet access.
I checked into a cheap hotel for a weekly rate. The Fountain- looked old and there were no vision-al issues - people etc.
Last night the police with drawn guns and the flashing lights of an ambulance proved me wrong. I can spend money on a better place. Here.. I am getting old.
Otherwise hope all is going well and thanks for the prayers
2011
April 30, 2011 via Bilge Rats, Pirate's in the Caribbean.
Sailing into the sea... I saw the light gleaming above the moon... what this could be... Stronger and closer than a star... watching the light move towards a cloud cover... pale green cloud cover... how Bermuda changes ones eyes sight.. Then a scratching sound as if someone was climbing the boats sides with their finger nails... ahhh
So today I discover that someone has hit my car. Humor. I wonder if it is me. The sign reads little boy believe that the world is right, fun, and humorous... sign on back hit him when he is down and lets see how long it takes him to believe again.. The world aint fair I understand that. The world is indifferent at best to my best. I understand that... however someplace along time ago there were people that cared and had power to right and they did right. Now I am old, have no power, and at present have no idea what to say to my kids - I think I must train them differently. The world is ugly, and ugly people do ugly things I suppose is the lesson to learn. So be nice, smile, do right but live where there are less ugly people.
2012
Around six thousand years ago there was a race
Between angels, demons, giants, and the human race
First there was Adam and Lilith which separated the races
Adam first chance did not agree with him at all in this race
Lilith ran away to where she was caught in the Dead Sea
There she was caught and seduced two angels of a different race
From there an agreement of death to some of her race
She agreed to a thousand a day dying each day
She agreed to wonder the earth seducing mankind race
Second wife speculation here was made by the Creator while Adam watched
She was made as grace and beauty she was mother of the fae race
Adam watching her be made rejected her kind of race
I speculate here that she was a pretty race
So Adam felt alone and was the human of his race
The Creator caused him to sleep one day
That day was the fall of the human race
The Creator toke from Adam a rib for his race
A hard and forceful creation for the human race
The Creator crafted Eve for the human race
The Creator did not allow Adam to see how she would create the human race
So Adam and Eve were the start of the human race
Speculative thoughts on the human race
So the two of them were in Heaven to start the race
Both Adam on side of the garden and Eve on the other side of the garden taking care of the place
When Eve’s two guardians left her alone in a guarded place
Now here is a back story seldom discussed about this place
The Son of the creator were angels of that place
If one reads how walled the Garden of Eden was in place
One might see a guarded place
The Creator created an angel so perfect and grand
That the angel challenged the Creator for a grand
The Creator threw down the said Son to this place
Along with a third of his race
There in this new place
The grand angel of Death toke its place
For you see Death is Satan name of a race
There this grand angel devised a ploy to trick Eve of the human race
He beguiled her through use of a serpent race
The serpent had been in charge of this Garden of Eden place
Both Adam and Eve had usurped the serpents place
So a fallen angel worked together with the serpent race
You see the fallen angel could not get into this Garden of Eden place
So he used the serpent to interface with Eve
He made her promise to fed Adam a fruit of that place
He made her think thoughts of evil were good for the place
So Eve toke a fruit from that place
Forced Adam through blasphemy to eat of that place
Now speculative here this was the beginning of the human race
The Creator seeing such a site gave a promise to that race
He would send a Messiah to save that race
For who should ever believe in him would be saved from the race
Now here is some fun about that race
The Messiah for the human race
Some say Jesus Christ saved the human race
His teaching though few still survive in place
Do unto others as you would have done unto yourself in this place
Speculative how is a question of race
Prior to Christ was Abraham of a special race
The Creator was with him for fifty years in a cave place
Abraham’s challenge to Nimrod destroyed the tower of Babel that evil place
From reading it is speculative that the tower reached two miles high in some place
The Lord destroyed a third by fire, the Creator drove the tower down by a third of the place
From that place came a few more interesting speculative races
Some of the people the Creator turned to monkey in places
Some of the people the Creator turned to ghost in places
What a weird dream one has in the end times and places
So questions to frame in this state of mind are places
What has all this got to do with this here tale in place?
I am tired so I will state it in place
Christ Jesus story tells of the pottery questioning the Creators design why have you made me thus
I speculate we are here to be vessels of spirit and soul not lust
We the human races are containers of spirit filled races
Whether demons, spirits of ideals, thoughts one can not trust
We be the containers of such places
The truth is scary when you realize this waking up in the night with such a dream
Makes a person want to scream
Clint Siegle actual I was hoping to be evil.. look minions if I am suppose to be good lets us try some minion work. to begin with with Dr. Moon gone maybe I should decree mass marriages between people.. any minions want that sign up.. yes and of course you will have to pay for the paperwork etc.. but I promise an happily every after bhahahahha.. yes happy.. of course that course minions is free to you.. first you must get up look at each other and laugh for 5 minutes together.. not at each other but with each other.. but for the second tape well that is 19.99 plus.
“You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
― Dr. Seuss
August 28, 2013 ·
Dear Friends: I wish I could write you those seven or eight hundred words that would put you in stitches that have been asked for, but I know only six hundred. Then too there are other reasons. For one thing I have been having frustrating time with my government. I planed to let them handle policy in the high hopes that a Noble Peace Prize person would be well for peace not war. Well, 5 years have passed and Cuba still has prisoners, and in all that time not less war has come but we have hung our selves with more Libya, Egypt, and now Syria and possibility of Iran. Deep in despair I went to search for meaning explanation of the situations at hand and found the end of times, and the end of reason. Years ago I asked myself what would I do. Pray. yes. Seems logical that is all I can do other then hope. Call my senator and ask him why is the constitution being worked around war is the bombardment of a nation Syria has a republic and if shelled has the right to defend itself. Thus an act of war and one that congress should have to vote on. Gassing people is wrong. But feeding people is right. Instead of weapons feed both sides till their fat and laxy. Why must each country be unstable and not working just because of change. Allow transition allow a truce. Take care of yourself. Regards, Clinton Tracy Siegle
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Clint Siegle “He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it.”
― Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
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Clint Siegle Having solved all the major mathematical, physical, chemical, biological, sociological, philosophical, etymological, meteorological and psychological problems of the Universe except for his own, three times over, [Marvin] was severely stuck for something to do, and had taken up composing short dolorous ditties of no tone, or indeed tune. The latest one was a lullaby.
Marvin droned,
Now the world has gone to bed,
Darkness won't engulf my head,
I can see in infrared,
How I hate the night.
He paused to gather the artistic and emotional strength to tackle the next verse.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
Try to count electric sheep,
Sweet dream wishes you can keep,
How I hate the night.”
― Douglas Adams, Life, the Universe and Everything
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Clint Siegle “Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.
Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is a dream, realize it.
Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is a tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
Life is life, fight for it.”
― Mother Teresa
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Charles S. Shepherd III Clinton when did you become such a fan of philosophy, when I met you, you were a Democrat!!! Brown Suits and Shoes?
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Clint Siegle Actually I am liberal working at a defense of the nation. I believe that the world is a wonderful peaceful place and that people are good. I know I have blewn it a few times myself but in general life is philosophy. Meaning I have a hole n my right leg 15 by 3 by 2.5 inches that allowed me to think some. Not much note but some. I need to retry and redo something big in my life before it is over. I am trying to pay my bills, etc. Humor power in Michigan again says I ower them money for places I have not done anything with since 08. They filed they paper work July 2013. Makes me want to dream again. Of other things and Ideas and ideology would help the world. Like no killing in Syria, or Burma or anywhere, and feed the people till they are fat and want to discuss life in general instead of fight. war is over rated at times for settling arguments. Anyway 7209893550 when you have the time call.
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It has been said that a smile adds a lot to your face value Pirate writer and poet with passion to make life come alive. Looking for a great place to eat after escaping an ole folks home. This is who I am career wise My passion for reading, has started me writing some fair stories which I am sharing, I am that I am quiet and usually ask to help where and when needed or not. Here I have been eating with a few people that have hard time feeding themselves to ensure that they get food, and at least a sandwich in their hands to munch on. My dream is to be in love forever and hold someone close to me.
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Clint Siegle But of course what else would a pirate be... amazing an modest to the extent that I will take tips on writing poetry, and piracy.. any which I would like to get better at..my plan in composing a better letter was to invite you and everyone to retire from life and come to live with me in Salt Lake City or the lake in my canoe. However, that was based on my firm belief that I was going to win first prize of 400 million in the lottery the other night. Well, to make a long story short, I was nosed out and it is my sad duty now to tell everyone that you will have to make the trip on your own and pay me to stay so I can afford my light bills. A few weeks without a paycheck makes one weak and anxious to say the least.
June 23rd I went to the doctor’s office. They stated I should exercise. I went to the gold's gym signed up that very day and caught bacteria from their gym floor that caused/ate the flesh to my ankle bone by causing the flesh to die. I spent July in the hospital losing 33 pounds from vomiting, diarrhea caused by acid re flux disease; August I was placed in the old folk’s home. Therein I kept saying hello to people in the rooms around me only not to see them the next day. They stuck me in the hospice wing. Kind of blew my mind and well yes I need help with English, but I am still working my way back from that issues.
Loss my feelings for a while this year January
Gained thankfulness due to missing a car accident this year February
Gained a new year of age this year March
Gained appreciation to all those that were with me this year April
Loss my attitude this year May
Loss my family for a time this year June
Loss part of my leg this year July
Gained acid re flux disease this year August
Gained sometime with my Family this year September
Loss my employment this year October
Gained a new appreciation of my ears due to loss of hearing this November
Gained a new understanding of my mother this year December
DREAM
Being a pirate is not all that the career is cracked up to be. Ender was seated at his table at his favorite watering hole- the Cafe Chi. The Black Skimmer was being overhauled. When in walked a person a lady of a different color. She was a fairy that had visited Ender in a prior story told back in 2009. The fairy was wandering toward the table and sat down right next to Ender. Ender just smiled and poured some rum into his black tea. He was polite. He asked polite tea my dear. And thus the story begins tonight. Her name was Ayana. She had been a child along time ago. Changed into a fairy due to a mishap between Ender and the sea witch who had turned the child Ayana into a fairy by accident. Anyway she spoke. Evidently her sister Ashanty had been captured by the mermaids and was being treated badly in the castle in the sea. Her tearful felt story made the rum soaked pirate cry a tear or two. Maybe it was the fairy speak or a magic. Ender was ready to do what is nice to do.
September and October on short term disability at home I could not walk well, and could not sit for long periods of time nor drive. My wife and kids came home in September. October I got off disability and the company I was working for laid me off on that same-day October 10th.
As for my family, my wife is better. I think she just meant nearly every other month.
Stress- I think almost dying, losing a lot of weight, and being laid off has taken a lot out of me.
Dear Friends: I wish I could write you those seven or eight hundred words that would put you in stitches that have been asked for, but I know only six hundred. Then too there are other reasons. For one thing I have been having frustrating time with my government. I planed to let them handle policy in the high hopes that a Noble Peace Prize person would be well for peace not war. Well, 5 years have passed and Cuba still has prisoners, and in all that time not less war has come but we have hung our selves with more Libya, Egypt, and now Syria and possibility of Iran. Deep in despair I went to search for meaning explanation of the situations at hand and found the end of times, and the end of reason. Years ago I asked myself what would I do. Pray. yes. Seems logical that is all I can do other then hope. Call my senator and ask him why is the constitution being worked around war is the bombardment of a nation Syria has a republic and if shelled has the right to defend itself. Thus an act of war and one that congress should have to vote on. Gassing people is wrong. But feeding people is right. Instead of weapons feed both sides till their fat and laxy. Why must each country be unstable and not working just because of change. Allow transition allow a truce. Take care of yourself. Regards, Clinton Tracy Siegle
Well not safe in Utah. I have a bullet hole in my bathroom wall less than two hours old news. Kids, and family are safe. But that is just un-nerving and well not what I would expect from a safe place in Salt Lake City.
or on again off again switch... pirate story.. so there Ender was looking at a glass of white wine trying to decide was it right to down it or swirl and sip... that is a problematic state for pirates trying to flee ... a classic swirl and sip or gulp and run...
So zip guns are easy to make and evidently easy to fire into someone bathroom. Neighbor was using his outdoor closet to manufacture zip guns. Evidently one of them went off and thus the 9 mm hole in my bathroom wall. Kinds, wife and myself all were home. Case number 13-145659 B Durr 251 just in case I lose the piece of paper. Scary to live in one of the safest places in the world and have two holes in the wall from a interesting gun. Salt Lake City is no longer safe. Humor I guess time to start looking for someplace else. police number is 801 743 7000 no calling 911 per message on answering machine
Work front: I have had 24 Anyway, news here 26 interviews, four contracts signed awaiting my time with a medicare part c telesales person position which I quit. Evidently, I am now partially deaf in my right ear. I never a good talker to begin with but a lady in South Dakota yelling at me for say in 39.9 versus her hearing 69 dollar lead me to believe I should try something else. I thus accepted the first offer of a job consulting for the Fountain group in Florida. I told you about having spent money to make money I did not even break even. What a life there. Trying to break even this month of January. . When the budget gets signed. While waiting, I am writing sad thoughts, etc..... what do you think of this I know it is not smart. However, sometimes life is not as it should be. Much of my life has been that way. I understand my story is hard to follow. interviews and four offers, only to be told awaiting funding due to the government not releasing contracts to Lockheed, Honeywell, Oceanonics, and a small consulting firm. This Monday instead of waiting unemployment, I toke a temp job at a call center for selling Part C insurance. It should be interesting.
DREAM
Death was a new angel that challenged the Creator
His challenge I have no idea why
but the story I heard
is the following:
Job was to be the person taking the place of Abraham for the gentiles.
The Creator looked out and said have you challenged my friend Job
And with that Job earned his reward known through out the ages
The Creator was betting that a good man could survey.
The angel death toke all his stuff, his children, and his friends.
The angel death said let me take his health and wola the Creator said okay.
What did I learn from this story.
That all we are; are pawns or betting chips in a game not seen by gentles
Humor how this makes me feel that everything I do here is a game
Welcome to learning you are just an avatar
That nothing we do matters to us
That the Creator sees us to go good or evil
That the challenge is something worth betting or not
Angel called death toke one third of the angels that day in his flight fight with the Creator
Why is this rebellion happen this way
I don’t understand nor care
The story however ha something moral to say
The angel death wants to destroy the race of Adam it seems
Why I have neither idea nor care
The story however brings a question about Islam in general
The whole Koran is based on an angel talking to a prophet who does not change his ways to good. According to his own words he
"Muhammad is a narcissist, a pedophile, a mass murderer,
a terrorist, a misogynist, a lecher, a cult leader, a madman
a rapist, a torturer, an assassin and a looter."
Former Muslim Ali Sina offered $50,000 to anyone
who could prove otherwise based on Islamic texts.
The reward has gone unclaimed
This makes sense that an angel did speak with him
It makes sense that someone that might not be completely good made this all up
God watches to your ways
Change during today
God is here today
Change what you say
God hears what you say
Change your heart to be kind
God’s mercy is kind
Change your heart to love
God’s mercy is love
Change your fait to belief
God sees your actions as belief
Change the end is near
God is near
Thank you for reading my emails and keeping in contact. I appreciate our friendship.
for those that have time. pray for me. Lost my left foot on Sunday. My job on Monday, and part of my leg on wednesday.. the year 2014 and tend the pirate story goes like this.. Monday started work in Malbororo Mass. Was told to go home because they were not ready for me, till Wednesday. Came back Wednesday told to come in Thursday. told to no come in Friday. Mty stomach can not handle this and started vomiting, everything on Friday, Saturday I see a black spot- in fly home and lose my foot 3 am iMonday night
There I was again in a situation of sugar and flour making. Diabetes, a sickness what a way to go a left foot. It started that Feb 24th day. I went to work for the first day. Just to be told to go home with merely seven hours worth of work. And not come back until noon Wednesday. Paid hotel, car, and flight not being paid for what a life to live. That Wednesday after 11 calls still no software installed told to come in Thursday with potential no work on Friday. That Thursday I start throwing up. Vomiting water, and everything. Friday same. Saturday I find a spot on my foot similar to what I had back in June when I lost the skin to my ankle.
February 18
I miss you Grandma Shattuck, Grandma Jessie, Grand Emma, Grandpa Siegle, Grandpa Haman, Great Grandpa Haman, Aunt Rosie, uncle Cal, cousin Mat, Cousin Mark, Uncle Mickey, aunt Louise, aunt Adeline, cousin Mat, friend Wayne, friend Jon, Mr. Carlson, and a few others. The world is sure to be an interesting place without you folks. I hope to see you again.. peace.. I do not share my thoughts because I think it will change the minds of people who think differently. I share my thoughts to show the people who already think like me that they are not alone.
The story of threes... you have heard it. The accident happened then another and a third just for the kicks of it. You have to be ready for anything. I do not know what I am, but I have survived again. The third attempt I survived or is there more. What happens next... that is the story... right leg, left foot gone, hearing almost gone, humor how a person trying to kill me with a zip gun attempted murder, and well, the world is out to get someone. However, why this life was to be a bookworm. What could I have done? Alternatively, It could have been... that is a question I do not understand... seated here I realize I should have taken a left corner instead of a right. I would have been next to there... that make no sense... perhaps try something else... a book an author... a poet maybe ... I tried a bit perchance I could have been a marine... Or stand against the odds... how I would catch to work against the dragons... what is life like what to say what to do... the tale of Ender the pirate most know... Welcome back to the presentation of how the world is nowadays...
There is an Almighty that I know .. I knew of him for a while. He is great and terrible his world is not that which I would be a choice for this life.
I do know that his domain is coming closer. Ceres or Nebular or somewhere else where is Heaven and then that makes there a hell. What will happen? The wars, the peace called by everyone but fulfilled by none. Earthquakes in diverse places, volcano, wars, the world is coming apart per verses in the Bible. Why? What purpose? If the end is known why play the game?
That is the question- is there an alternative world or domain or universe? Is hell the outcome for all those that are not proper or wanting to be right? That is weird about the questioning...
Dreams are often the way of life. Thank the creator for obamacare forcing me to purchase health insurance February prior to losing my left foot due to poor judgment.
I went to work for Raytheon on Feb 24th they sent me home with only seven hours of work and told me not to report back till Wednesday noon. Rationale they could not install Microsoft Project 2007. Noon Wednesday still no installation. They said come in Thursday and if no installation do not come in Friday. I went in after 11 more calls that day along with the 20 or so calls prior nothing. I went home Thursday and started throwing up violently. I thought acid reflux disease.
DREAM
Sometimes I sit quietly and wonder why I am not in a mental asylum. Then I take a good look around at everyone and realize... maybe I already am.
In deciding to be evil as a profession I have to find support so I am turning to a major sponsor the US government. I figure if I paid into them a quarter of a million over 13% taxes plus employer 13% over the years. Maybe a grant or social security can help me out. So I am looking for new ideas after taking my advice from Ms. West. "When choosing between two evils, I always like to try the one I've never tried before." -- Mae West. So I am looking for a bad deed to do. Any decisions will have to be cartoonish in nature. Of course there will be a well. Which is a deep hole in the rural backyard? Well hello there you look like a bad decision. What evil to do.. Well, minions we will have to meet at midnight hour which makes it more evill.. Well, if you excuse me, tonight’s bad decisions are not going to be made by themselves.
An author that is right I shall write a world changing book and people will pay me money.. Then I will use said money to buy .. wait for it folks. The seven seas..
Yes:
Introduction to book:
Staring at the spaceship in Texas desert makes one realize that life is short. Play hard for all that is known was about to be changed both intellectually and economically from oil base economy to religious ideology on that made us. The year 2015 a water world Ceres was passing earth when a spacecraft landed in Texas. The race known as Fae or Fairy were here to pick up their cousins who had been living underground, and on a different wave length, the entire span of humans had been on earth. Their energy being phased just a little out of the eyesight of humans made their entire culture a mystery, and in truth only the myths told about those stories that had escaped into the common knowledge of man. Anyway, their spacecraft landing made no news anywhere due to the government. The government tried to hush the experience up. Blanketing the whole of Texas with thunderstorms, sending men in black to change the minds of the residents and blacking out the media. However, a few people escaped those men in black. Their stories appearing on Facebook made those not interested think that what happens in Texas needs to stay in Texas. This is a tale of one of those people that was not from Texas but is stuck on a fracking rig close to a fairy ring. What happened there was something to behold. The equipment is destroyed in the wildest ways. The fairy coming right out of the hill twisted the metal into an odd like demon structure. The employees tried to run but were changed into bugs.
This is a simple story of a space battle, such a tale as may be told by a pirate who is no writer to a reader who is no pirate. The morning of Sunday, the seventh of day of June 2013, was bright and cold. The wake up call of the captain was sounded rather late, for the snakes, wearied with long voyage, were to have a day at port in New York City prior to destroying and conquering the planet for their own evil design to end human kind. The snake people were here for revenge and were ahead of the heavenly ship by eight years. Within seven years they will have conquered the world and made the humans their slaves both mentally and physically destroying, murdering, and causing wars that would destroy a full four fifth of the worlds population. The men in black were hopeless in fighting the snakes and the worlds governments had be influenced by the snakes to build their bunkers within the worlds crust which would be nuked to a French fry causing no people to be able to live there. But that day that day prior to Nibils arrival was such a strange day. The snake people dressed as human wondered through New York using their stolen credit cards to buy what they wanted and make the jewelry stores their profit for a lifetime and since they would only live another few days. Well that was their day. AS a pirate this is where I came upon this viewing. Pirates viewing are a bit different from a seer’s viewer or fortune tellers. Ender the Pirate was hoping only for a profit. Now how did a land dwelling pirate end up p in space one might ask and that is the jest of the story The portals to other worlds and realms was opened to him due to his riding the great skimmer into the tidal cycle that wove around earth and ate ships, isle, and whole continents at times. The story goes Ender was about to take the ship little Endeavor from Ms. Churchill off the coast of Japan in 1700s when the tide pulled the skimmer into a slush pill of other ships and tings. The cycle pulled and pushed and the skimmer was pulled out into the ocean from the Chinese Sea within minutes of it being sucked into the tide. There Ender was forced to reconsidered life and chances. The first encounter on the tidal cycle was other survivors looking for food.
No one loss all the time Warren Oates sonnet failure
Not again nice seeing you friend
Failure I see you have looked me up again
This time I am told I can not write again
Humor I wrote more than usual again
Only to fail yet again
Usually this is not something that bothers me again
I can fail and succeed at something else again
But I am tired alone and life is not laughter, nor loved again
Failure nice visiting me again
I wonder did you have to bring your friends
Sadness, hate, death to a new position yet again
I am familiar with all of you through out the years
I have more friends in the ground then above; I have hatred for those above
I have seen sadness so often I think you must be a friend again
Three partially blinded pirates looking into there ship could only find a can of beans. The beans of course were rotten and caused them to poop and they pooped allot. They each lost an eye to see a map that only they could see in thirds. The treasure of course was worth more than an eye to each of them. The rationale could be anything, who knows why man does things for money or greed or just for a chance for an opportunity to better ones self. Money makes funny bedfellows and changes a man reason. Anyways each could store only so much of the map and drew it on parts of their bodies and each others as tattoos. Entered the bold and brave Ender the Pirate to the story. He was welling and dealing in Café Shi when the three stumble in from their ship to gather a crew and drink a little prior to setting sail for their treasure of what and what nots.
DREAM
The Chinese being smart built their bunker at the bottom of their dam. Figuring that a bunker fortress would protect them from the zombie virus unleashed upon the 50000 pet owners that were specified winners in a law suit for their pets. That and the played several other games at once. Taking out the internet via electrical smart bombs, they were able to short all the oil in the world in august then buy it up for a song... Without legal rights the US and Europe played right into their hand in giving Taiwan back to mainland China. The problem was the virus mutated and the anti virus did not work. And of course killing them with head shots only worked for so long till the military was overwhelmed by their own dead. The world is changed. Humor, how the world is going on. Foreigners are what aliens are here in the USA. I can see myself greeting the first aliens. They become hostile and my statement is surrender, you are surrounded by the republic of the United States. Hand over your women and intellectuals. Or prepared to be destroyed. You are only hundreds of thousands the republic is millions. I can see the giants from Norse religions laughing. I can see the zombies from the Africa virus wandering down the road...Umm... if you have not noticed there is a lack of web posts about UFOs, etc... That is because someone has started deleting them on the net. Weird and wandering why the conscience mind starts to think... They or whoever that is doing this is starting to get the world to think or change from accepting an invasion of earth. AS a citizen of the republic of the USA- I find this humorous. Giants die just as humans. The weird question is these giants the ones from the Norse religion or Israel both of which talk about the sons of G##s walking the earth. Humor... The beginning of the Jewish oral tradition even states that Adam had a suit that made every man and beast to obey him. And that it provided him with a long life. 970 years to be exact. Wondrous when the Bible says that the next time creator is in the area he will be with use for a thousand years. I mean could that just mean all our tailors are just replaced with a suit like Adams? Would that not be kick short sears, Kmart, anything with appeal? Anyways the suit went to Nimrod according to what I have read told that the book of knowledge was also given which perished in a fire within the past 120 years. What would that have done to change the course of man nature if only we would have been good. Saw superman the movie… message be good. Pascal was right you know.. if there is a chance 1 and versus a billion. Take the 1 because being good does not create pain.. and the chance that the billion provides a bit of fun really wont matter in the long run because evil does not build a world but destroys it.
DREAM
Ender the pirate walking through a bar and while he was strutting he realized a sense of shame coming over out the happiness of his profession. As a young man, Ender realized he was not equipped to deal with the world as most people through family and friends. He made books his family and animals his friends. His life was filled with pain and terror from others not secure within. His cries were not heard nor cared for by another. A thought kept him alive to a future a dream within. I shall do better I shall be better within. A prayer to the almighty was to begin. Lord forgives me a pirate within. Forgive my judging others for their meanest to me and my other sins. Bitterness within made him a pirate within. For singing and tale telling was his gift from within. For without his loss of employment, his left foot, partial hearing, and nerves were at an end. He awoke as a pirate from his dream and begin again to work on his disability claim to ensure his family had food, and shelter another time.
DREAM
One day.
memories of you will be all the same
what will you be remembered for
taking a stand of standing around
To take a stand means you might not be liked
versus standing around
To care, live, love, laugh and make a difference in this world
Or will you be remembered for hanging around
To stand bold and hold your own
Or to allow evil run through your world
Evil is evil and shame is shame
What will you be remembered for your game
Is life but a game
Let us read an observation of Job
He was to be the Abraham of the gentiles
The game
A bet he could survive a challenge of death, Satan an angel fallen grace
What is he known for
losing everything
children and things
how is this right
on is this correct in day light
we are all avatars for a creator
Scary is that sounds what game are you playing
What life will be yours
Stand bold
Be good for that is all there is in the end
You can be remembered to be great and good
or just standing around
I heard the paster of the office at the white whouse the other day
Preach
What is happen to this world
Evil is shame
Shame is evil
How can this be that evil is allowed
Laughter is killed by evil
Love is murdered by evil
Life is killed by evil
Scared is shame and evil
Evil is shame
how can Syria be paid billions to kill each other
That is evil and shame
Shame on the rulers paying for death
Instead of using the money for charity
Instead of employing people
Shame indeed
Shame on those people
Change to God
Change your ways
God watches to your ways
Change during today
God is here today
Change what you say
God hears what you say
Change your heart to be kind
God’s mercy is kind
Change your heart to love
God’s mercy is love
Change your fait to belief
God sees your actions as belief
Change the end is near
God is near
DREAM
That is enough to bring back memories of the long past. I could see things I should not have to see. I could feel things I should not have to feel. I was told things I should not have to deal with at any age unless I cared.
That was just it I cared, but I did not want to hear such things. Humor the sad part not being able to sleep at night because of such things.
I heard the other day about this is this and that is that. I prayed protect me and my family from this is this and that is that. I warned people about that and this but to no avail about those things. Those evil and ugly things.
The dream told more of these things. The dream told me about my future day and things. The spirit realm isall around us. As in most thngs. Angels create, destroy and build new things. The details are given by the Lord of Host and Creator of things. I believed he had the power of all things. But he to has to ask about certain things. Example he told the earth to bring forth fruits and tree things. The earth did but not way the Creator expected things. The trees were not eatable things. Humor if the earth can change things what is there for the angel to do the same thing? Humor who and how life is seen.
Anyway I saw evil and their things. I did not do well for I to have evil things. I am not well and suffered for those things. I pray that the Creator can forgive and forget those things. Anyway a poem for tonight I want to sleep among other things.
What if HARPA is a machine that can cause people to change and do evil things
What if the government is attacking their own people to do evil things
What if the government is stealing the FICA tax dollars to do other evil things
The question really is Tom Chancy books just imaginary
After seeing the footage of the storms in Ohio
I think not
After seeing the hatred in someplaces I think not
I believe in twenty years if they win the end is near so the world will have to change
Meaning I think good is lossing their game
Shame is shame
Syria be at peace
Pray for Syria peace
Evil is evil instead turn to peace
shame on a religion to cause such evil
The inherent vice of capitalism is the unequal sharing of blessings; the inherent virtue of socialism is the equal sharing of miseries
Inherent vice of capitalism question is G?d one or not
The question asked innocently is met with a harsh reality
Looking towards the founders Abram had slaves meanings capital
Christ seemed to be for taxes pay unto Caesar what is Caesar capital
Buddha enlightenment seems to lend itself to capitalism at times sharing with the poor
Mohamed is differently a capitalist selling, stealing, and etc slaves capital there to
Socialism seems to come from a political party
National Socialist Party for an example
Truly evil incarnate on earth
Give away that which you can
for sharing is better then holding a can
live, love, laugh for this is imaginary in a can
love what we do to make a living if you can
what we give away is all we will hold in the end or can
laughter is all that is left for us that can
We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give. Speech by Churchill
humor is something funny at times
reality is humorous at times
for what one would not like to happen to them happens, well no good times
either there is laughter or tears at that times
helpful thoughts and prayers is all that is left at times
what makes this world go around is prayers and help all the time
Japan is sinking an soon will be burning at times
Israel is plotting and causing tears in Syria today
USA needs to pray all the time today
For there is so many people hurting today
what is happening to the real world today
why is life not helpful today
evil is risen its head today
and there is no person this time
to safe us from today
Prayer for today
Help help help
There is no where to go today
No where to flee in this day and age
Scary this prophecy of this age
Cry for us everyone today
For the end is near today
DREAM
This is speculative poetry about the meaning of life and all that is for the human race
Around six thousand years ago there was a race
Between angels, demons, giants, and the human race
First there was Adam and Lilith which separated the races
Adam first chance did not agree with him at all in this race
Lilith ran away to where she was caught in the Dead Sea
There she was caught and seduced two angels of a different race
From there an agreement of death to some of her race
She agreed to a thousand a day dying each day
She agreed to wonder the earth seducing mankind race
Second wife speculation here was made by the Creator while Adam watched
She was made as grace and beauty she was mother of the fae race
Adam watching her be made rejected her kind of race
I speculate here that she was a pretty race
So Adam felt alone and was the human of his race
The Creator caused him to sleep one day
That day was the fall of the human race
The Creator toke from Adam a rib for his race
A hard and forceful creation for the human race
The Creator crafted Eve for the human race
The Creator did not allow Adam to see how she would create the human race
So Adam and Eve were the start of the human race
Speculative thoughts on the human race
So the two of them were in Heaven to start the race
Both Adam on side of the garden and Eve on the other side of the garden taking care of the place
When Eve’s two guardians left her alone in a guarded place
Now here is a back story seldom discussed about this place
The Son of the creator were angels of that place
If one reads how walled the Garden of Eden was in place
One might see a guarded place
The Creator created an angel so perfect and grand
That the angel challenged the Creator for a grand
The Creator threw down the said Son to this place
Along with a third of his race
There in this new place
The grand angel of Death toke its place
For you see Death is Satan name of a race
There this grand angel devised a ploy to trick Eve of the human race
He beguiled her through use of a serpent race
The serpent had been in charge of this Garden of Eden place
Both Adam and Eve had usurped the serpents place
So a fallen angel worked together with the serpent race
You see the fallen angel could not get into this Garden of Eden place
So he used the serpent to interface with Eve
He made her promise to fed Adam a fruit of that place
He made her think thoughts of evil were good for the place
So Eve toke a fruit from that place
Forced Adam through blasphemy to eat of that place
Now speculative here this was the beginning of the human race
The Creator seeing such a site gave a promise to that race
He would send a Messiah to save that race
For who should ever believe in him would be saved from the race
Now here is some fun about that race
The Messiah for the human race
Some say Jesus Christ saved the human race
His teaching though few still survive in place
Do unto others as you would have done unto yourself in this place
Speculative how is a question of race
Prior to Christ was Abraham of a special race
The Creator was with him for fifty years in a cave place
Abraham’s challenge to Nimrod destroyed the tower of Babel that evil place
From reading it is speculative that the tower reached two miles high in some place
The Lord destroyed a third by fire, the Creator drove the tower down by a third of the place
From that place came a few more interesting speculative races
Some of the people the Creator turned to monkey in places
Some of the people the Creator turned to ghost in places
What a weird dream one has in the end times and places
So questions to frame in this state of mind are places
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Once Ender was captured and taken aboard a very big ship that floated in the sky.. It was a trick of course. The grand scheme of things this outpost of a world held nothing of notice other then the latest world being built by the planet building ship called Paradise. There for some reason life was produced to hold on to souls from a garden called Eden. The whole of the game, if an opinion maybe expressed was to provide entertainment friendship and just something to do over the millions of years. The trick of course was the great light was given a chance to be greater, instead picked up on something Anderson and Anderson Company brought to the US. The idea of destruction often allows from the ruins something new to be built. Anyway at this lowly outpost a third of the angels decided to go along with the re destruction of perfection. They followed what some call Death, some call the power an angel of “light” that fell from heaven, some call the story malarkey.
Anyways, to start out there were 70 creatures created with two greater beings called Adam and Lilith http://www.straightdope.com/.../whats-the-story-on-lilith... being the heads of the group living on Paradise’s on-board garden Eden. If understood correctly this group split up. Lilith went to combine with death and his group created what is commonly called demons. While Adam being alone watched as G8d created another woman in front of him. Upon seeing the creation process he did not want his woman. If legends be read incorrectly which most are this woman became the mother of faire folks. Meaning she ate of the tree of life, but not of the forbidden fruit. Making her forever young and her offspring numerous up to the point of the great sin.
There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure? He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.
The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.
The wind blew the current brought up drowned ships older then times itself. One even looked like a UFO. There were roman vessels; there were Chinese junks, Viking long boats, not just one or two ole 1500 century pirate ships but more then dozen flying the skull and cross bones. Time shift to a similar person but in a different time zone.
This is a simple story of a space battle, such a tale as may be told by a pirate who is no writer to a reader who is no pirate. The morning of Sunday, the seventh of day of June 2013, was bright and cold. The wake up call of the captain was sounded rather late, for the snakes, wearied with long voyage, were to have a day at port in New York City prior to destroying and conquering the planet for their own evil design to end human kind. The snake people were here for revenge and were ahead of the heavenly ship by eight years. Within seven years they will have conquered the world and made the humans their slaves both mentally and physically destroying, murdering, and causing wars that would destroy a full four fifth of the worlds population. The men in black were hopeless in fighting the snakes and the worlds governments had be influenced by the snakes to build their bunkers within the worlds crust which would be nuked to a French fry causing no people to be able to live there. But that day that day prior to Nibils arrival was such a strange day. The snake people dressed as human wondered through New York using their stolen credit cards to buy what they wanted and make the jewelry stores their profit for a lifetime and since they would only live another few days. Well that was their day. AS a pirate this is where I came upon this viewing. Pirates viewing are a bit different from a seer’s viewer or fortune tellers. Ender the Pirate was hoping only for a profit. Now how did a land dwelling pirate end up p in space one might ask and that is the jest of the story The portals to other worlds and realms was opened to him due to his riding the great skimmer into the tidal cycle that wove around earth and ate ships, isle, and whole continents at times. The story goes Ender was about to take the ship little Endeavor from Ms. Churchill off the coast of Japan in 1500s when the tide pulled the skimmer into a slush pill of other ships and tings. The cycle pulled and pushed and the skimmer was pulled out into the ocean from the Chinese Sea within minutes of it being sucked into the tide. There Ender was forced to reconsidered life and chances. The first encounter on the tidal cycle was other survivors looking for food.
Be careful not to hurt people, they can begin to love you less. The pain you cause can chisel their hearts, until there's nothing left."
A woman’s intuition is more accurate than a man’s certainty.
Trust is like an eraser: it becomes smaller and smaller with every mistake.
If you ask me if I like your company my answer is YES, However, if you want to know if I can live without you, my answer is YES also.
It is better to be alone. Than being whit someone who makes makes you alone.
The heart does not die when it stops beating; dies when the heart beats no sense.
A wise woman avoids drama she knows her time is precious she doesn’t waste her time on trivial things.
You can never fall in love with someone whom you never laugh whit.
True friends are the ones who have nice things to say about you behind your back.
Hurt me whit the truth but never comfort me whit a lie.
I don’t have time to hate people who hate me, because I’m too busy loving people who love me.
When I love, I love with no limitations but if you betray me I love myself enough to let you go .*
Don’t hurt anyone. It only takes a few seconds to hurt people you love and it can take years to heal.
Fitness is like marriage you can’t cheat on it and expect it work.
A bad attitude is like flat tire you can’t go anywhere until you change it.
One of hardest things to do is letting go not because you want to but because you have to.
A broken promise hurts as much as a lie you don’t just make them believe, you also make them hope.
Life may not be the party we hoped for but while we are here, we might as well dance.
Real couples stay faithful they don’t even think about looking for another because they’re to busy looking for ways to show love to each other.
Never ignore a person that loves you cares you and miss you because one day, you might wake up from your sleep and realize that you lost the moon while counting stars.
Never waste your feelings on someone who doesn’t value them.
A woman’s intuition is more accurate than a man’s certainty.
Is sad to put an end to a chapter of life, but if you don’t, it is impossible to write more stories.
It might not be tonight, tomorrow or the next day, but everything is going to be okay.
Not everyone has the intelligence to conquer another, the wisdom to take care and imagination to love .
a person who is willing to do whatever it takes to put a smile on your face. worth keeping around
The storm was over only for a moment when the wind started to blow again and the breeze was high handed with the sail. The bear was busy eating honey that was just taken from the isle where long John Silver had buried a treasure still unfound with an x marking the spot. Honey is better then treasure when sailing a small ship in a big ocean with a captain singing sea shanties about how bears, ducks and pirate named Ender once were wanted by the admiral of the British Navy for taking their tea and bread.
Three partially blinded pirates looking into there ship could only find a can of beans. The beans of course were rotten and caused them to poop and they pooped allot. They each lost an eye to see a map that only they could see in thirds. The treasure of course was worth more than an eye to each of them. The rationale could be anything, who knows why man does things for money or greed or just for a chance for an opportunity to better ones self. Money makes funny bedfellows and changes a man reason. Anyways each could store only so much of the map and drew it on parts of their bodies and each others as tattoos. Entered the bold and brave Ender the Pirate to the story. He was welling and dealing in Café Shi when the three stumble in from their ship to gather a crew and drink a little prior to setting sail for their treasure of what and what nots.
There I was living another life again. My mind a fix to a focus of a book and the life within. The spirit given the chapters made me read faster and the character became dear. Till the end was near. I was gone again my mind off and into another book another life another place in time. chemistry is strange that way to live a moment in reality is to step outside a universe that is much bigger in the inside than the outside. Thus a library is the most holiest of places. For the universe is contained in there. What can be said. Someone person might read this so I will tell a tale to bring the soul to another place in time. To help those hurt in their mind. My eyes tear up just thinking about life. What a wondrous gift. To be. Or not to be. A jewish question about existence that the debated several hundred years. The end conclusion was that it would have been better not to exist. But since we exist to make the best or better world around us all the same. Dreaming like that start the clock.. This tale is easy Ender the pirate was sailing the ocean with the breeze to his back. Being on a sailing ship the Black Skimmer one would hope that .. The crew a bear a duck and recently added Chuck Cheese doll brought to life by the blue fae was sitting around the table eating pizza. When in walked a child of six or five a girl living life on a dime. Her father being a poor pirate at the time. Ender said what are you doing here girl. She just smiled and walked towards the mouse doll. ... Next chapter later..
For court of Ender the pirate last few years were gloom- he was old and had become both unglamorous with a bad taste for music. The court was bored and desperate for novelty. So in 1710 when the pirate battles started a fresh new pirate of fifteen-year-old lad named the Claw who was both devilishly handsome and charming had a particularly strong effect on the ladies within the Troll kings court. He was witty and cared for politics as few men cared. He saw that the cycle of life was to happen to a great country but he also saw no one cared. So within he started his plan to tell a tale that would live on even after his soul was burning on fire for his lovers. His plan was witty indulgent, some of the wenches laughed when his hands wondered towards places a fifteen year old should not have his hands..
The troll king was furious and sent the youth away to be imprisoned by those who could not read nor think for themselves. The troll king wanted people to think before the law of averages came true and a country would fall from within no invading army just a whimper of those willing to slay their own countrymen. The current politicians had laid out their plan carefully taking in the whole of the country. first the loss of liberty due to security form terrorist that they themselves invited in on college VISA and allowed to party in Vegas. Then they destroyed the economy by not paying their bills in a timely fashion causing those with less funding to loss what little they had.. Into this stepped the Claw and saw a chance to revive a dying republic a chance to make lovers of women for politics. For whom of them could resist an ideology of love? Their hearts needing something to dwell on as their lives were changing from law abiding citizens to political idealists who understood. If they did not make a stand.. Then their wondering kisses, and high heels would be banned by those worshipping a different creator those that wounded those of love with hate.
For court of Ender the pirate last few years were gloom- he was old and had become both unglamorous with a bad taste for music. The court was bored and desperate for novelty. So in 1710 when the pirate battles started a fresh new pirate of fifteen-year-old lad named the Claw who was both devilishly handsome and charming had a particularly strong effect on the ladies within the Troll kings court. He was witty and cared for politics as few men cared. He saw that the cycle of life was to happen to a great country but he also saw no one cared. So within he started his plan to tell a tale that would live on even after his soul was burning on fire for his lovers. His plan was witty indulgent, some of the wenches laughed when his hands wondered towards places a fifteen year old should not have his hands.. The troll king was furious and sent the youth away to be imprisoned by those who could not read nor think for themselves. The troll king wanted people to think before the law of averages came true and a country would fall from within no invading army just a whimper of those willing to slay their own countrymen. The current politicians had laid out their plan carefully taking in the whole of the country. First the loss of liberty due to security form terrorist that they themselves invited in on college VISA and allowed to party in Vegas. Then they destroyed the economy by not paying their bills in a timely fashion causing those with less funding to loss what little they had... Into this stepped the Claw and saw a chance to revive a dying republic a chance to make lovers of women for politics. For whom of them could resist an ideology of love? Their hearts needing something to dwell on as their lives were changing from law abiding citizens to political idealists who understood. If they did not make a stand... Then their wondering kisses and high heels would be banned by those worshipping a different creator those that wounded those of love with hate. Indivudals of that hate filled religion might be good but their laws on women as a whole and pirates make the whole issue in questionable alliance. Why would a republic change from good to evil? Why would they hurt or willing hurt their own people?
There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure? He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.
The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.
The wind blew the current brought up drowned ships older then times itself. One even looked like a UFO. There were roman vessels; there were Chinese junks, Viking long boats, not just one or two ole 1500 century pirate ships but more then dozen flying the skull and cross bones. Time shift to a similar person but in a different time zone.
This is a simple story of a space battle, such a tale as may be told by a pirate who is no writer to a reader who is no pirate. The morning of Sunday, the seventh of day of June 2013, was bright and cold. The wake up call of the captain was sounded rather late, for the snakes, wearied with long voyage, were to have a day at port in New York City prior to destroying and conquering the planet for their own evil design to end human kind. The snake people were here for revenge and were ahead of the heavenly ship by eight years. Within seven years they will have conquered the world and made the humans their slaves both mentally and physically destroying, murdering, and causing wars that would destroy a full four fifth of the worlds population. The men in black were hopeless in fighting the snakes and the worlds governments had be influenced by the snakes to build their bunkers within the worlds crust which would be nuked to a French fry causing no people to be able to live there. But that day that day prior to Nibils arrival was such a strange day. The snake people dressed as human wondered through New York using their stolen credit cards to buy what they wanted and make the jewelry stores their profit for a lifetime and since they would only live another few days. Well that was their day. AS a pirate this is where I came upon this viewing. Pirates viewing are a bit different from a seer’s viewer or fortune tellers. Ender the Pirate was hoping only for a profit. Now how did a land dwelling pirate end up p in space one might ask and that is the jest of the story The portals to other worlds and realms was opened to him due to his riding the great skimmer into the tidal cycle that wove around earth and ate ships, isle, and whole continents at times. The story goes Ender was about to take the ship little Endeavor from Ms. Churchill off the coast of Japan in 1500s when the tide pulled the skimmer into a slush pill of other ships and tings. The cycle pulled and pushed and the skimmer was pulled out into the ocean from the Chinese Sea within minutes of it being sucked into the tide. There Ender was forced to reconsidered life and chances. The first encounter on the tidal cycle was other survivors looking for food.
Be careful not to hurt people, they can begin to love you less. The pain you cause can chisel their hearts, until there's nothing left.
A time and a tale by ender the pirate that was no more... there I was sitting and drinking rum... not as much as it use to be... needed more music, and a good song something with jewels, naughty women, and a place where peace can come and visit for a time or two.. But to no a vast. Life was not meant for that experience to come about... just drinking and some loud noises from the window... quiet there wind... so .. To a tale... these day people are so bold in starting wars without money or coin, but for those that remember that is exactly why pirating was created for countries without coin to create limited liability companies for a nation to profit from war without having to fund the navy... hiccup... maybe that is exactly what is needed a self serving navy to protect Asia from itself, and provide commercial outlaying for larger war ships..
yes call your congressmen and ask that the navy be funded by some newly minted wealth person... privateering could save this country a fourth of a trillion dollars.. just think and the loot would be wonderful..
Dooms day prophecy from Ender the pirate...
1. Noah’s flood 2343 BC- earth heated up and the water sprang forth. http://www.abiblestudy.com/part2.html
2. Joseph’s drought 1743 BC- earth heated up again drought lasted seven years 128 / Reuben 43 / Simeon 42 / Levi 41 / Judah &38; Dan 40 / Naphtali, Issachar &38; Gad 39 / Asher & Zebulun 38 / Joseph 37 / Benjamin 31 / Manasseh 6 / Ephraim 2
3. Drought 40 AD- severity was such it was noted in history Source: extracted and paraphrased: Josephus: Complete Works; by Josephus (Joseph Ben Matthias), written shortly after 100 A.D., age abt. 63; translated by William Whiston, Pub. by Kregel Publications, © 1981, pp 389-392
4. 500 AD really bad- half of china ate the other half of china http://sites.google.com/.../drought-floods-famine-and...
5. 2011 drought again http://www.worldweatherpost.com/.../china-drought.../
6. Cycles happen and are forgotten- the earth is stepping outside the known galaxy a cycle which maybe for the next 7 to 12 years... the world will be heating up folks. Expectation volcanoes, droughts, and wars- rationale for war is during hot cycles wars occur more often due to the lack of food, water, resources… Thus the tale of ender the pirate
A penance is a replacement of actions from those that were evil for those that are good.
Or a way to show a change of heart or attitude towards the light from that of dark. Some say that all these actions does is show your intent and your insides.
Intent to change your life for the better and for hope of the every after. A Chance at heaven. Heaven a concept that all is right all is good. Can life like that be possible? Can existence exist without evil?
If so why? Why Why not heaven on earth? Peace PEace is cried out but nothing. But war and evil is given. Write all of good and great morals and character upholding what is right.
Well, Art is Art, isn't it? Still, on the other hand, water is water. And east is east and west is west and if you take cranberries and stew them like applesauce they taste much more like prunes than rhubarb does. Now you tell me what you know.
Groucho Marx
Poetry is art.
I suppose I am an artist.
A poet with a cause
A poet who can not spells
And knows it
What is it that I know
I know the end is near
I can see that is clear
The end of what
Why this is this
And
That is that of course of art
Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it everywhere, diagnosing it incorrectly and applying the wrong remedies.
Groucho Marx
Politicians need some humor
descent humor
wild weird humor
someone that can actually add humor
maybe a mathematician humor
1-1=0 humor
where they can understand humor
17 days of paid vacation humor
or 100 million dollar vacation humor
or 1 billion for Syria death and rape which is not humor
or 3 billions to the Saudis for their oil humor
or paying the Chinese for their humor
or paying the north Koreans for their humor
maybe politicians do not have humor
that is the humorous thing abuot humor
A billion dollars could solve 10,000 people humor with 100,000 per humor
Counting just the vacation paid the politicians this is not humor
The democrats statement there is no more to be cut
I wonder
I can not have a vacation
I am working in the land of mickey
And no 134 dollar ticket for my vacation
Writing poetry is fine
Playing on line games easies the mind
Look ma I made top of the world-quote from some movie not sure any more
Look the world is not an easy place
In fact I am quite out of place
I use to have friendship
and
a friend
now I am alone
yet again
I was thinking of getting a dog
for outside of a book
a dog is a good friend
inside a dog
well it is to dark to read
a good book
paraphrase from Marx- I do not think it was Karl maybe Grucho but not Karl
Smile, love, live for fun, be crazy for those are the most interesting people. Those who have funny tales to tell about being bonkers.. example Mad Hatter to Alice.. Am I bonkers? Alice replies why of course you are.. but let me tell you a secret all the best people are.
The journal of one time traveling pirate.. a foreward.. once upon a time, was a pirate named Ender or there about who sailed the seven seas on the ship the black skimmer. He sailed with a raccoon, a squirrel, a duck and a bear. They had just gotten a dragon the size of a lizard when this tale begins. You see a Time lord found the hopelessly lost captain searching for an item of power to resolve a insurance claim he meant to file because of his traveling arrangements were not according to a said advertised travel agent. He was promised a shot or a spot on the Rainbow Universe which means a mind transfer between people with similar lives, money, etc and the chance to restart a new. The issue you see was one of the hose minds had not really applied for the trip or ticket and had been thrown into the parallel universe without much comfort nor understanding of what was going on. Hei's first few weeks in silence he watched as things, which were not and that change did change or not. A mountain moved. A contentment moved, and a few people he tried to talk to only a psychic and a Secientligist would listen to him. His friends abandoned him to his trip though the parallel universe. The raccoon was the first to go finding a wonderful isle to play with bread and such. The quarrel was the next and lizard got off on the same spot. The bear was he only one left the duck having flown he coops. Thus Ender the pirate and the bear were spirally through parallel universes one day at a time. Finding that what is and was and whatever was said had been done somewhere some how within the confines of great minds. Did that make them deities? Did the deities that ruled the earth realize they were nothing but power hungry? The travels begin to have some fun. The pirate became an adventurer instead of a pirate. write strange stories across the parallel universe making people think. A Deity that would kick a person out of his home because he ate a fig and shortened his life along with taking away his job is kind of excess for eating a fig. the actual question then is the deity real or just someone who lives longer than most? With time, does your mind realize what is going on. Why I was not home, while being at home? First off, Billings Montana changed a lot. My world five movie theaters five bookstores, now only 1 movie theater plus a new one somewhere in the west. Bookstores Barnes and Nobles still stands. However, all others are gone. I did find two new used bookstores, meaning if they were in my world, I would have been in them prior to this visit. Bolivia Mountain that I am tracking is at the moment the way off to the, what I thought was south... at present I am not sure. Direction wise I think the world has turned a bit. Changes noticed the most notable paint and industrial changes. The telofairco has two new posts, and paint either everyone has gone white color or red and blue are no longer for painting homes. Gained 300 million people between May 15 and now... http://www.worldometers.info/world-population/planet showed 7.2 billion June 14 https://theprose.com/post/92852/journal-of-a-wondering-mind-through-the-multiverse
An attempt to put into minds.. failure.. or success depends on how you read thee story.. https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/journal-with-out-periods-or-slashes-because-blogs-evidently-1028661834468573184
The world was not always this way. However, every fifteen hundred years the planets would be alien with the galaxy which was being crashed into the Milky Way. Few people knew and even cared that which was happening. Earthmoving the Jews from Egypt... Their assumption was a golden calf which was represented by the planet or star with the planet splashing lights against the earth's atmosphere. The Jews knew about it or the idea even though their concept was a bit different from this story. Their ideology was that the cycle of reality was to happen seven times and then dubious. The debatable is the crash which I am speaking about. For you see most galaxy does not crash into one another. Their orbits’ spin to direction in a vast space that no one really cared. Nevertheless, that leaves or leads the story into a different path then the one which I am to tell. You see at the very edge of the galaxy was a planet which was significant only to a few trillion species of which if evolution is correct, the greatest was a worm. Figuratively, the top animal or advance organism that gets to eat everything was considered to be the top of their pyramid. Some would argue that bacteria or viruses. However, just for this story complexity the worm gets to eat all while the bacteria then get to eat the worm. So life was not as complex as expected. Back to the alignment of planets. The farthest edges of the galaxy bring the first to contact each other galaxy a shift had concurred in the planet alignment which in galaxy Milky Way, one day was equating to about 1, 0000 years of the rotation of earth around the star. Every 1.4 days a planet from the other galaxy would float close planet earth and well weird and wild events would happen to the planets. Example currently hurricanes the size of Texas on Saturn. Prior history tells of a flood called Noah's flood, then to the Jews Joseph's drought which ends. However, the planets' influences do not end until Moses. The Jews could see the planet's sun making lights like a golden calf which they built a model of for themselves to worship for their redemption. The last time this planet passed was a collapsed of Rome, half of China ate the other half of China due to starvation. That brings the story to date with the influence of planet having Saturn creating a hurricane the size of Texas... Size wise speculation on the future of trillions of individuals on an inner planet called locally by the inhabitant’s earth was in question. The Jews believing this to be either the third or seventh cycle prior to the big crash some three hundred thousand years in the future of the two galaxy were awaiting a spiritual messiah who would make them rule the future and all would be their slaves. While the Muslims one sect believed that, their prophet would send them into a different galaxy as well. The Christians being confused seemed not to understand their tales also. For looking into it Christ being a Jew spoke to a gentile who actually followed Jewish law a Samaritan telling her she did not even know what she was doing. Seemingly, this would mean that Christianity was a hoax brought by a man called Saul, who changed his name to Paul because of his hatred of the ideology of Christ, which was corrupting his religion. Thus for most Christians their faith was one thing while what was to happen to them well. That goes back to the story. Ender the pirate was sailing the Black Skimmer towards an isle known to few as the dragon's Isle. The Isle was to hold one of the last living dragon's and while the legends told of vast treasures and riches to those that could fight the dragon few if any ships ever returned with tales, one way or the other, so after a time few ships ventured towards the edges. Ender of course with his crew of a cat, bear, raccoon, and wild duck were of a different sort. Ender being blind and partially mad loved to think that the world was going to be an adventure. While the cat though, he heard that they're on the Isle lived a great ball of yarn, which could roll forever and ever and never loss all the string. While the bear misunderstood someone to say that the largest bee farm was kept there by the last dragons for the honey to be used in their tea. While the wild duck was along for the trip. Thus floated the Black Skimmer to the edge of the world's edge. For those not in the know, the world during this time was flat. A proven fact that North America had not broken away from Asia/Russia, and South America was still part of Africa. While Austrialia was part of Asia, and islands were just a myth at the time. The extreme oceans were still tanked up underground by excessive doors, leaking only enough to make small rivers. Mankind knew in those days how to dam the water from the ground with great iron bars. So the real question was what water was the Black Skimmer skimming on. The answer the mighty Missouri river which flowed through rivers all the way to the Meditrean, which was a land where the sky was covered in dew most days' meaning plants grew big and sizeable because of the excess water and sunlight which were always there due to the during of the world bring spun more on the top of the world with everything together. Thus, the plants grew excessive and great without much trouble. The timeframe was prior to Noah's flood, and the beavers were finishing a pronounced dam similar to the one they are building now in Canada. Which held more water than anything had in a while. The timing was bad because the earth was making its galaxy cycle, which would push it outside of the galaxy for roughly 12 years frying the atmosphere. Any ways on these rivers were chucked of lands, which were called Isle and that was where the adventurers were going. You see the tale of the serpent and Eve only told partially the tale. Satan or Death or one of the other thirteen names known currently to the author was unable to enter the garden of Eden. But the serpent was able to stand outside the wall and with his long neck trail to Eve’s location to talk with her. The dragons voice with an angel tongue was beguiling to her. Humor punishment of death because liars win and honest people lose. Interesting that is the tale that is being told. For punishment death, work, and labor because Adam was unable to give up a woman. There were two prior to her. Lilith the first woman which was cut from the spine of Adam. The backs of Adam and Lilith being together made an awesome sight and pictures are hard to come by. Evidently she was tired of Adam and desired more in creation. She ate of the tree of life and not of tree of knowledge allowing her to survive to this day as the queen of demons. The second woman made while Adam watched is speculative by some say she is the queen of the fairies and that her realm was still of energy so that her realm and reality as we human know it come together evry mid summer eve and if you are in the right fairy ring you can watch the fairie king in the mad hunt for those humans caught in that location. The third was Eve taken as a rib from Adam. The tale is even more interesting as to what Adam knew and allowed. According to some he knew everything to come as well as the past.
https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/piracy-was-not-the-trade-i-was-going-into-however-one-does-n-1030134220119789568
The crew of the Black Skimmer which was the flag ship of the Talon crew was fierce. There was a bear, cat, raccoon, and a duck along with the feared leader Ender the pirate, who imagination and rum recently started out to enlarge the crew with a little dragon.. again for those in the know she was a lizard that could talk.. but that was not here or there. For Ender Talon the claw had formed an alliance of sorts with rum soaked pirates who drink their weight in rum and sung songs that made the cats yell in the night..
Loss so profound no one even knows my name
opens your eyes I am disorientated in time and space
senseless Clinton your name is Clint
space time traveler is such a silly venture
so fathomless is the loss no one notwithstanding knows my name
open your mind to the reality of no time or space
poet misplaced through time and space
reality changing day by day
open your eyes; I am a lost one in space
found that reality is nothing to time
open your eyes to reality of lost in space
unique are those suffering the Mandela effect in time
not nice to be a closed time curved loop traveler this time
doubt me all you want; I still know my name.
Epstein's Island has a structure that is closely related to the Rosh Pina - Rosh (head in jewish) Pina (penis in jewish ) = capstone - a Freemason Structure traced back to Turkey.
Mini Intro:
The Jews* idea of the Messianic Age can be brought about if the Jews are either perfectly Righteous or perfectly Evil; and since the Jews can not be perfectly Righteous they turned to be perfectly Evil, according to the Sabbateans.
The Sabbateans were a variety of followers of disciples and believers in Sabbatai Zevi (1626–1676), a Jewish rabbi who was proclaimed to be the Jewish Messiah in 1666 by Nathan of Gaza. This "cult" went against all of Gods commandments: thou shall not commit adultery, incest, orgies, and perversions alike, in order to usher in the Perfectly Evil Messianic Age, and force the Messiah to bring the rapture.
The Sabbateans still exist, in Turkey as the Dönmeh=Fez. Sabbatai Sevi's who started the Sabbateans converted to Muslim after being captured (or was it a psyop?), so this is why Islam is influenced and holds Sabbatean sexual perversions as traditions i.e. marrying children. [Desert religions allowed child brides as trade for livestock, wool, gold, jewels during the Silk Road Era]
Jacob Frank began even a more extreme version of the Sabbateans and began the Frankist movement and maybe or is it possible Frankenstien could be the amalgamation of both Frankist and Sabbateans mindsets together - just a wild thought.
Jacob Frank was an 18th-century Lithuanian-Jewish religious leader born in Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth who claimed to be the reincarnation of the self-proclaimed messiah Sabbatai Zevi (1626–1676) and also of the biblical patriarch Jacob. The Jewish authorities in Poland excommunicated Frank and his followers due to his heretical doctrines that included deification of himself as a part of a trinity and other controversial concepts such as neo-Carpocratian "purification through transgression" = PURELY EVIL aspect of ushering in the Messianic Age in which he intentionally violated moral and religious norms.
Frank arguably created a new religion, now referred to as Frankism, which incorporated some aspects of Christianity into Judaism. Later he converted to Christianity, again we see how the influence of the Frankist is infiltrated into Christianity. Frank's baptismal name was "Joseph" (Józef). In the course of one year more than 500 individuals were converted to Christianity at Lwów, and nearly a thousand in the following year. By 1790, 26,000 Jews were recorded baptised in Poland.
Accompanied by his daughter, Frank repeatedly traveled to Vienna, and succeeded in gaining the favor of the court. Maria Theresa regarded him as a disseminator of Christianity among the Jews, and it is even said that Joseph II was favorably inclined to the young Eve Frank. Ultimately Frank was deemed unmanageable and he was obliged to leave Austria. He moved with his daughter and his retinue to Offenbach, in Germany, where he assumed the title of "Baron of Offenbach," and lived as a wealthy nobleman, receiving financial support from his Polish and Moravian followers, who made frequent pilgrimages to Offenbach. On the death of Frank in 1791, Eve became the "holy mistress."
Source: Scholem, Gershom. "'Shabtai Zvi' and 'Jacob Frank and the Frankists'". Encyclopaedia Judaica (CD-ROM ed.). Archived from the original on January 16, 2009. Retrieved 2009-05-13.
The inset image is smaller replica of the Bohemian Grove Owl
whose Club motto is "Weaving Spiders Come Not Here"
[ networks, hopi warriors? ]
*Jews in this context refers to Zionist Jews
Tales be told. Tale be bold. Ender the Claw was sipping tea again at Cafe Shi humming a local song about beauty and why society can be comfortable with this is this or that is that. When the regional communist party leader decided to ask for some help with pirates in the area. Now, one must understand Ender or the Claw was a privateer with a letter of writs from Germany, England, US of Confederce, and a small island name Bob. Being interested he asked for a letter of writs and places and locations of said pirating activity along rewards and such. To be honest the Claw was into collecting letters.
With that information and his local bear as the enforcer of went with the crew a duck, bear and squirrel. The bear and squirrel were part of the old crew while the new duck was a Chinese spy. The senile duck official death was marked washed overboard. However, one can read it here.
Ah cafe shi... how is the tea... I am signing up crew for a broad tea party ship venture towards some lonely space between here and there and back again to there from here. To those that want passage or stuff from said here to there just sign the list and off we go on a grand adventure with... Ender the pirate as cook... The captain duck is or was misplaced, however I do believe I still have a bear i.e. teddy bear crewing on the black skimmer.
nder the pirate and I were visiting today.
"You ever do something real stupid? This conversation happening over tea at cafe shi; a tea party is so liberating at times; so I reply
"Why yes... just recently I sent an email that will cause problems... Ender stirring his tea
"Humor, an email a letter nothing kinky nothing a shade of grey would not cure?
Thinking... "No, I say "I was a good boy for a reason when I was a child...
“And now I am a good boy because I have children...
“So I guess what freaks me out the most is how close I was to becoming more evil
Ender just laughs for a moment:-- your nick names the ghost, big foot, etc through grade and high school years... and yet not even a good story?
"I guess I will have to wait till the end of life.... by then of course I suppose I will be afread of death sneaking up on me doing something stupid..
"so maybe I will just die with what little evil I have already done...
“Just a whist away from being mean…
“Ah says Ender “a true believer almost fooled by his own heart…
“Would you say your heart is evil?
Just at that moment a cannon ball flew through the room… not launched by a cannon, but by the bear of the black skimmer…
Ender the pirate awaits setting sail with the black skimmer just north of cafe shi. All the tea in the world could be on board that boat and it would still make just escaping the wicked witch of bolivia just that much more fun.. to leave and never to be hurt again by a person that said this is this and then change to hurt you ever chance she could.. forget love.. all i want is peace and a good meal.. what a world one waits for a writer is expected to write about ghost, zombies, or love.. not pirates trying to escape their hearts stupidity.. waiting waiting as if the tap at the end of the bar would fill up a nice cloudy draft beer instead of green tea this pirate waits, the romance of this life has been played out. Draining the tea of life the eyes cloud over only to reveal a wild engery grom the dead pirates lonely heart...
Patient walking through the room.... subject one dash one dash one- provided experiment mel-1-1-1- induced sleep in 1, 2, and-- personality change expected within.. Wide awake the patient eyes flutter open... The conversation is hard to hear- what the is the expression on face... cafe Shi- order of black tea, please... personality ender the pirate connected report- "why yes of course" statement to no on in the room..
mel 1-1-1 was working but to what extent was the question. The patient was talking about this is this and that is that. A simple question was asked what year and how are you left the patient just flabbergasted. Sargent James E Siegle from Expedition force to Saint Petersburg rail car 5 to save the royal family. What year is it? 1918 July 14th.
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So there I was again entering Cafe Shi. The crowd was a bit lit. Lets be honest outside of the tea server and me the place was empty. Then walked in. Well. A lady in yet? I had my eye patch on and my other eye was a bit cloudy she reminded me of a dragon I once meet in another tale along long time ago. She sat in the center of the room. Evidently either she was her own security or she felt comfortable being who she was.
She spoke. The tea server ran to do her bidding. Myself? Let be honest a poor pirate sipping tea in China. Might as well watch a lovely lady drink tea. They paid big bucks for drinking tea in 1849 or so I heard. While she was waiting for her tea. She spotted me. That I was not obvious was clear. I think I took her breath away. Or maybe surprised her abit. In my humble opinion have that way with the opposite fair sex.
So we sat drinking tea. To break the silence I ordered my special. The tea server seemed hestiant to do what was normally done without question. Evidently the lady had put a change in the room and who she was? The tea server knew. And I? I am a pirate unless I am going about romance or something I like to drink alone and read my journal. Which I was doing and adding a bit of notes to my last tale. Ender the king of Pirate land. A tale and back again. Or how I escaped responsibility.
So there a pirate and a lady that resembled a dragon sat drinking tea, and special tea. Meaning? Mine was rum. It was kind of nice. In walked another person. This one I had not seen since my trip to watch the city of Bablyon fall in the year 2021 or 2022. Shameful. A Time wizard. He sat next to the lady and began a conversation without noticing me. The lady did not intrupt just smiled and sipped her tea.
The man was rather upset. Time, etc was twisted and the rules of the system of things broken. He asked if she knew who would do such a stupid thing? She indicated her head towards me. At the sight of me the Time wizard tried his magic. The nice thing about being part Talon by this time no magic of the later eras worked. Sure they can cut of my foot but that just undoes the twist of time.
His spell rebounded with a horrible after effect to the tea server. At this I stopped writing put down my pen and did what I do. The tea server who was losing her soul got up and thanked me and ran away.
The time wizard was trying again. I on the other hand was tired and did something he had never been trained in doing. Ages ago magic was real and now? The new time wizards might be powerful and dangerous. The mormon jedi try. However, reading a spell and knowing what it actually does because you have to let someone do it to you over and over again watching your body die and reanimate over and over again are two seperate things. The wizard was trapped. How? Secrets are secret.
The lady begin to speak he is not responsible he is the reason though. The wizard face was caught in a mixture of terror and unwanted pain. WHAT?
I went back to my table and gathered my things. I left. The wizard would be freed in a matter of a few minutes. And I had nothing more to do with Cafe Shi from that time forward.
Ender was to meet the raiders in a Cafe Shi. In the port of Ping. The year was around 1680 something. To be honest. I sort of lost count of years. When you are into smuggling items. From Korea, to Japan, to China and elsewhere to avoid the cursed tariffs of empires and nations. Well, knowing the year means knowing what laws and regulations are being brought up. Why cause undo concern when any of the items meant the death penalty?
Cafe Shi was a tea shop with some of the best fine wines in all of small China. Small China goes between the port side of a town and well the town itself. The raiders had promised a chance at something big.
Being unemployable and unemployed at the present time. I thought it would be best to try something with a big prize.
In walks the Claw. I knew him when he was younger. That I had employed him to smuggle goods for a time made me smile.
The Claw was a legend these days. Sort of like I was a time ago. The Claw had taken possession of a fleet of trading ships. How? The rumor was he trapped them, boarded them, and slaughtered everyone on board. What a comic. The reality of the whole entire fleets crew. Well, they were all bribed. Because of the paymaster of. the owner of the fleet being a skinflint. Only paying less than going wages. The whole fleet’s crew absconded with the trading merchandise and ships.
The Claw was the one that thought up the plan. He even hired only those willing to go along with the plan to make sure no one got hurt but the corporations.
The deal happened, and they let the world know the Claw had slaughtered the whole crew. Which I heard had instead of returning to Europe went on a vacation to South America.
So the Claw spoke. His speech was interesting. The prize was something I had heard about a long time ago by another legend. Some sort of a jewel from a legendary myth country called Crimea. The jewel and other treasure were in the possession of a noble. How or why this noble had let the Claw know about the jewel was beyond me.
However, the jewel was some sort of a magical device that could do things to a man’s mind if the legend was truthful. So the plan was to raid a floating houseboat on an inland sea in central China.
The jewel kept there because of the guardian. Here the Claw must be joshing or joking, a guardian dragon. Now I knew dragons. I had fought one with the Claw when he was still young. To fight one on a house boat might be interesting.
I was to meet the raiders in a Cafe Shi. In the port of Ping. The year was around 1680 something. To be honest. I sort of lost count of years. When you are into smuggling items. From Korea, to Japan, to China and elsewhere to avoid cursed tariffs of empires and nations. Well, knowing the year means knowing what laws and regulations are being brought up. Why cause undo concern when any of the items meant the death penalty?
Meaning? A name is only as good as the next adventure and to live in a moment and die with merit or a wonderful story? What more I could ask for? We were not afraid of much. Maybe wizards of time or a woman with too much time on her hands.
So I shook my hand with the Claw who, when he noticed, laughed with me. And said it was great to be back in such low places. And that we should get some more wine and talk about old friends and places.
The conversation went like the Claw telling me this story.
There once was a great pirate before Romans, and they established many countries in Europe. He would raid an island where the treasures were according to myth from out of this world. The original Atlantis story claiming that they came from an unfamiliar world.
There the Atlantis lived afraid of this pirate until they built the Talons. A sort of statue that walked the island, protecting the island from pirates.
Well, that did not sit well with this pirate of legends. So in the middle of a flotilla of ships he disguised his ship and crew. The pirate went right with their great trade ships and out with. Well, according to the Claw, the crown jewel of some wizard of time or not.
The jewel was a portal stone or time stone. The Claw kept on excitedly how with the stone one could go places in time and what not.
Me? I had had a pearl once upon a tale. So I was interested, and so the plan was laid out.
The nobleman was to be called away to the capitol city by a bribe the Claw had provided an authority. Seems corruption is everywhere these days.
Once evidently the boat house's only protection was a dragon. Now, the last dragon that the Claw and I had encountered was a long time ago. That we accidently shot it with a cannon at point blank range as well. Complete happenstance and luck.
This time luck had to be just right. We set the date. The plan was laid that both smoke and other bombs. They would be used to enter the house boat. Blind the dragon. Then secure the jewel. A classic switch in a fast heist with a phony jewel to replace the real one. And out we go. With no pursuit. Because why waste a chance of someone coming back to steal something if nothing was stolen?
So there was me, Ender the pirate, the Claw, and my crew. My crew is not normal. Let us just say we are misfits from Christmas isle and let that make your imagination work.
My first mate looked like a squirrel and acted like one too. He was given the fake jewel and instructions on what room the jewel was in.
My cook sort of looked like a bear. And his sole job this time around was to throw smoke bombs as fast as he could. Given the signal once the first mate was in a position to enter the house boat.
Me and the Claw were to address the dragon personally. I thought this over in reflection and some plans are stupid. Only one reflected on them, but at the time of implementation. Life is merit or nothing else.
So the day came. The nobleman rode off to the capitol. We were in place. The first mate had climbed to a window just above the treasure room.
The signal went. The cook started throwing smoke bombs. Everything seemed to go great.
Just then the Claw and I meet a woman where I was expecting a dragon.
Now I had prepared live bombs for the occasion. There I was in a kind of pickle having a fuse lit in one hand with a bomb and well a woman. Who instead of crying or anything seemed to know the Claw.
And looking at the Claw? Well, I could see he knew her. The Claw was in love. Great.
Storming a houseboat with a dragon and some woman. And then the Claw starts talking, waving me away. No dragon appeared. I was wondering what or if the jewel was actually here.
Then the woman transformed into a white dragon. Wildly unexpected by me.
The dragon pounced on the Claw. Who only waved at me yet again. I wondered what to do. Throwing a live bomb at a friend is not something I would consider. Yet, the dragon was or looked like she would eat him.
The cook had stopped throwing smoke bombs. This indicated in the plan that my first mate was out.
So I tried to get the Claw away from her. But instead of letting me pull him away. He waved me goodbye. The lovesick fool was in love with a dragon.
So I got out of there. My first mate with the jewel in hand. So my first mate, Cook, and I went away. That was not the last I heard of the Claw. However, the jewel of time was something else to behold and what stories could be told.
As for the Claw? I heard that he and the dragon ran away together. Something dealing with her obligation of guarding the jewel was no longer valid with no jewel to guard. As for the nobleman? I keep tabs on his family for the jewel? However maybe the fake one is all they needed for they do not appear to be missing anything.
Well, being time traveling pirates is something to keep a journal on.
A jewel tale of a pirate
I was to meet the raiders in a Cafe Shi. In the port of Ping. The year was around 1680 something. To be honest. I sort of lost count of years. When you are into smuggling items. From Korea, to Japan, to China and elsewhere to avoid the cursed tariffs of empires and nations. Well, knowing the year means knowing what laws and regulations are being brought up. Why cause undo concern when any of the items meant the death penalty?
Cafe Shi was a tea shop with some of the best fine wines in all of small China. Small China a go between the port side of a town and well the town itself. The raiders had promised a chance at something big.
Being unemployable and unemployed at the present time. I thought it would be best to try something with a big prize.
In walks the Claw. I knew him when he was younger. That I had employed him to smuggle goods for a time made me smile.
The Claw was a legend these days. Sort of like I was a time ago. The Claw had taken possession of a fleet of trading ships. How? The rumor was he trapped them, boarded them, and slaughtered everyone on board. What a comic. The reality of the whole entire fleets crew. Well, they were all bribed. Because of the paymaster of. the owner of the fleet being a skinflint. Only paying less than going wages. The whole fleet’s crew absconded with the trading merchandise and ships.
The Claw was the one that thought up the plan. He even hired only those willing to go along with the plan to make sure no one got hurt but the corporations.
The deal happened, and they let the world know the Claw had slaughtered the whole crew. Which I heard had instead of returning to Europe went on a vacation to South America.
So the Claw spoke. His speech was interesting. The prize was something I had heard about a long time ago by another legend. Some sort of a jewel from a legendary myth country called Crimea. The jewel and other treasure were in the possession of a noble. How or why this noble had let the Claw know about the jewel was beyond me.
However, the jewel was some sort of a magical device that could do things to a man’s mind if the legend be truthful. So the plan was to raid a floating houseboat on an inland sea in central China.
The jewel kept there because of the guardian. Here the Claw must be joshing or joking, a guardian dragon. Now I knew dragons. I had fought one with the Claw when he was still young. To fight one on a house boat might be interesting.
I was to meet the raiders in a Cafe Shi. In the port of Ping. The year was around 1680 something. To be honest. I sort of lost count of years. When you are into smuggling items. From Korea, to Japan, to China and elsewhere to avoid cursed tariffs of empires and nations. Well, knowing the year means knowing what laws and regulations are being brought up. Why cause undo concern when any of the items meant the death penalty?
Meaning? A name is only as good as the next adventure and to live in a moment and die with merit or a wonderful story? What more I could ask for? We were not afraid of much. Maybe wizards of time or a woman with too much time on her hands.
So I shook my hand with the Claw who, when he noticed, laughed with me. And said it was great to be back in such low places. And that we should get some more wine and talk about old friends and places.
The conversation went like the Claw telling me this story.
There once was a great pirate before Romans, and they established any countries in Europe. He would raid an island where the treasures were according to myth from out of this world. The original Atlantis story claiming that they came from an unfamiliar world.
There the Atlantis lived afraid of this pirate until they built the Talons. A sort of statue that walked the island, protecting the island from pirates.
Well, that did not sit well with this pirate of legends. So in the middle of a flotilla of ships he disguised his ship and crew. The pirate went right with their great trade ships and out with. Well, according to the Claw, the crown jewel of some wizard of time or not.
The jewel was a portal stone or time stone. The Claw kept on excitedly how with the stone one could go places in time and what not.
Me? I had had a pearl once upon a tale. So I was interested, and so the plan was laid out.
The nobleman was to be called away to the capitol city by a bribe the Claw had provided an authority. Seems corruption was everywhere these days.
Once gone evidently the boat house only protection was a dragon. Now, the last dragon that the Claw and I had encountered was a long time ago. That we accidently shoot it with a cannon at point blank range was well. Complete happen stance and luck.
This time luck had to be just right. We set the date. The plan was laid that both smoke and other bombs. They would be used to enter the house boat. Blind the dragon. Then secure the jewel. A classic switch in a fast heist with a phony jewel to replace the real one. And out we go. With no pursuit. Because why waste a chance of someone coming back to steal something if nothing was stolen?
So there was me, Ender the pirate, the Claw, and my crew. My crew is not normal. Let us just say we are misfits from Christmas isle and let that make your imagination work.
My first mate looked like a squirrel and acted like one too. He was given the fake jewel and instructions on what room the jewel was in.
My cook sort of looked like a bear. And his sole job this time around was to throw smoke bombs as fast as he could. Given the signal once the first mate was in a position to enter the house boat.
Me and the Claw were to address the dragon personally. I thought this over in reflection and some plans are stupid. Only one reflected on them, but at the time of implementation. Life is merit or nothing else.
So the day came. The nobleman rode off to the capitol. We were in place. The first mate had climbed to a window just above the treasure room.
The signal went. The cook started throwing smoke bombs. Everything seemed to go great.
Just then the Claw and I meet a woman where I was expecting a dragon.
Now I had prepared live bombs for the occasion. There I was in a kind of pickle having a fuse lit in one hand with a bomb and well a woman. Who instead of crying or anything seemed to know the Claw.
And looking at the Claw? Well, I could see he knew her. The Claw was in love. Great.
Storming a houseboat with a dragon and some woman. And then the Claw starts talking, waving me away. No dragon appeared. I was wondering what or if the jewel was actually here.
Then the woman transformed into a white dragon. Wildly unexpected by me.
The dragon pounced on the Claw. Who only waved at me yet again. I wondered what to do. Throwing a live bomb at a friend is not something I would consider. In yet, the dragon was or looked like she would eat him.
The cook had stopped throwing smoke bombs. This indicated in the plan that my first mate was out.
So I tried to get the Claw away from her. But instead of letting me pull him away. He waved me goodbye. The love sick fool was in love with a dragon.
So I got out of there. My first mate with the jewel in hand. So my first mate, Cook, and I went away. That was not the last I heard of the Claw. However, the jewel of time was something else to behold and what stories could be told.
As for the Claw? I heard that he and the dragon ran away together. Something dealing with her obligation of guarding the jewel was no longer valid with no jewel to guard. As for the nobleman? I keep tabs on his family for the jewel? However maybe the fake one is all they needed for they do not appear to be missing anything.
Well, being time traveling pirates is something to keep a journal on.
The year was something like 1673 or 1678. Ender the pirate was sitting at café Shi in the Ping port of China. He was listening to a person explain in revealing detail a shipping route. An exchange between Japan and Korea. Which covered the exchange of gold from Korea for pearls from a peninsula off the coast of Japan. The person giving the details was a Japanese thief known from a prior venture. Was he honest? His creative tale in ascribing the richest and treasure made that question mute. Ender could have if he went along with the scheme be rich for a time. Only if the pirate would join in and capture even one of the prize ships being sent within the next month.
The bandit crook pirate thief stopped his tale. Ender smiled. The bandit had said something else in his intricate tale of sorts, along with the blueprint of each ship being sent. That detail might have escaped in the detail to those listening. However, as a selling point, it was a major selling point. The thief mentioned the pearl. The background of the pearl story is told elsewhere, however, to gain the infamous captain Ender’s trust. And Enders participation in the venture the thief let slip that it was to be moved to Korea.
It was only a tale. A dragon’s tail, to be specific. A pearl of great value according to the Bible. Yet, Ender did not mention or pretend to be any more interested in the tale. Who pays attention to legends? Myths that are thrown around pirate bars in the middle of the night? When one takes bets on if one can do this is this or that is that.
The challenge on Ender’s mind was that legend. Specifically, the drunkard who while drunk sang a story to Ender. What a tale. That tale teller was long ago dead. His crew mates might have more of the legend? Or some acquaintance? Ender concentrated on the thief’s tale. Finally, the last sales point was produced or given, and the bandit asked was Ender in?
They had cleared the room. Ender considers for a moment, letting the silence in the place get a seizing of the crook’s dreams. Cafe Shi's tea servers had retired from the area. When demanded and paid so that the conference was secret. In yet, Ender knew if the bandit was chatting to him. He had most likely communicated to other pirates. So within the moment, Ender reached a decision.
The decision would make for a metamorphosis of the pirate Ender’s life. But would take him places no one would believe. He makes his reply with there being a settling in blood to be established. The crook was not ready for a blood contract. Ender was the first of an extensive list of pirates. That was required to capture the entire treasure fleet. The fleet being committed within a month to sail.
With provisions provided. Ender went exploring for his ole drinking mates, crew mates, family, acquaintances. Anyone that might have picked up the tale of the pearl of great price stole. Not the biblical King James version. No. Like most stories. There are stories told outside of English that people hear and peaks one interest. This was a tale of a fellow recognized in Japan as Jesus. He had lived a long time ago and was a farmer. He had come from the middle eastern area to understand from the priests and creeds of the territory. Ender’s remembrance of the tale. It went along the lines that Christ had changed. That the Japanese lifestyle of cultural and family respect shown steeped in honor. That Christ reconsidered shown. That the Christ of that world or worlds had abandoned Israel. How or why the tale by the drunk teller of the tale was often either confused or misspoke or? For worlds come laugh with me? Who had believed in parallel worlds?
None of those questions were on Ender’s mind. Ender kept on looking for his ole drinking mates, fellow crew mates and family. Until he found a little boy that had been a cousin or nephew of the drunk man who told the tale. Time had abused the poor lad beyond recognition. His stammering was almost too much of a turned off Ender. Almost. However, the kid later to be known as the Claw had away about him. And either he could lie through his teeth about the story or his uncle or cousin had told the kid the complete story. How this pearl of great value was a key to what one only could be considered a magical portal.
Why was Ender so keen on this? Part of his ole drinking buddy’s tale was that even parallel worlds not everything was the same. A man might find that which or was known in one world. Or yet in another world was lost or forgotten about in another world. And since the key was worlds. Ender’s dream. The dream was something much bigger. Then a treasure fleet of Japanese and Korean treasure ships.
After re-listening to the same tale repeatedly. Ender next stop upon hearing the complete story of the pearl of great value. A certain place, it was a small bookshop on Port Pings side street. The pirate searched within the stacks of scrolls, horse hides, some old books. Taking many literature works. And other forms of books until he had gathered a small collection of stories. What stories one might ask? What was real? Where that reality had been found. And what difficulties or stories involved in locating said objects? Like? Aldin’s carpet, Solomon’s ring, the gold hoard, treasures of gold. Stories of rubies, diamonds, and books. Books? Books that were said to contain lost knowledge of time. And places in which even their legends existed in yet their whereabouts were a mystery or known.
The plan was bold. Enders plan was to swipe the pearl of great value. And with it take through space time and other worlds the very treasures that legends were made of. His plan was bold. His investigation at the bookstore had brought notice to him. However, Ender was a crazy pirate that often did insane things. Like writing poetry. To and about kings, queens, and other people that at either might have crossed his path. So even with little more than notice. Ender’s plan was developing faster. His crew he informed them of a specific treasure. That which he assured them would bring them their wildest dreams.
Once upon a time, there existed a daring pirate named Ender, who navigated the tumultuous seas in pursuit of adventure and treasure. His beloved ship, the Black Skimmer, was cherished by him and his crew for its endurance during long journeys and ease in smuggling contraband. The ventures were intense, and the rewards were meager, yet the thrill of being a pirate was all the crew desired. As they sailed the high seas, they would harmonize in song, reveling in the excitement of their perilous pursuits.
One day, they found themselves on the verge of capturing a merchant ship off the coast of Japan, laden with silk, pottery, and golden treasures. However, an unexpected turn of events occurred when the relentless current carried them away from their coveted prize. Helplessly, Ender, a duck, and a bear among the crew could only watch as the valuable cargo floated beyond their reach.
The current swept the Black Skimmer through a narrow path, leading them into the Chinese Sea and eventually out into the vast ocean. Ender continued singing, the duck quacked fervently at the helm, while the disappointed bear drowned his sorrows in rum and honey, pondering the eccentricities of the world.
As the wind blew, ancient sunken ships, including a peculiar UFO-shaped vessel, emerged from the depths. Roman vessels, Chinese junks, Viking longboats, and numerous pirate ships adorned with skull and crossbones sailed alongside the Black Skimmer. A time shift occurred, introducing a similar tale but in a different time zone.
In this alternate narrative, the story unfolded as a space battle, recounted by a pirate who was no writer to a reader who was no pirate. On a bright and cold Sunday morning in June 2013, the captain's wake-up call sounded late for the snake-like extraterrestrial beings, who, fatigued from their lengthy voyage, were set to spend a day at port in New York City before executing their sinister plan to conquer and destroy humanity. The snake people sought revenge and were already eight years ahead of the heavenly ship's arrival. Within seven years, they aimed to enslave the world, causing destruction, death, and wars that would decimate four-fifths of the global population.
The Men in Black struggled hopelessly against the snakes, while the world's governments, influenced by the reptilian invaders, constructed bunkers within the Earth's crust, destined to be nuked into oblivion. However, on this peculiar day prior to Nibils' arrival, the snake people, disguised as humans, wandered through New York City, indulging in shopping sprees with stolen credit cards, oblivious to their imminent demise.
As an observer, Ender the Pirate stumbled upon this bizarre scene. Pirates' perspectives, unlike seers or fortune tellers, were driven by a desire for profit. How a land-dwelling pirate found himself in space was the crux of the story. Ender rode the great skimmer into a tidal cycle surrounding Earth, leading to portals opening to other worlds and realms. The skimmer was engulfed by the cycle, pulling it into a chaotic mix of ships and other objects, eventually propelling it into the vast ocean from the Chinese Sea.
Forced to reassess his life and opportunities, Ender's first encounter in this tidal cycle involved other survivors searching for sustenance. The narrative took a philosophical turn, with Ender reflecting on the consequences of causing harm to others and the value of trust, wisdom, and intuition.
The story concluded with a collection of insightful and contemplative statements, ranging from the importance of self-love to the significance of honesty and loyalty in relationships. It emphasized the notion that life, though not always what one expects, is worth celebrating and cherishing. The tale closed with a reminder that genuine connections and a willingness to bring joy to others are qualities worth preserving.
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Getting the Black Skimmer ready for battle was of a challenge in Ping Port China. The trip out and holding area would need weeks of waiting. Waiting meant food and other support. Ender was up to that challenge by going into a little side business. Which turned into a small fortune. He had to open up on his kitchen, which held a special cook to a local business. There the cook had made a small cookie like dough. And with another person considered a seer of sorts. They inserted whose insights into the cookie. A small rice paper written fortunes statements into the dough. Which was baked and cooked until a crisp hard like a cookie? The special cook made hundreds of them. The seer more of a person with good hearing and knowledge about seasons. Well wrote out fortunes that were accurate, and the people of Port Wing ate them up. In fact, they ate them. So much that Ender was considering turning a small bait and tackle shop into a cookie factory. However, the funds turned up for the food, and other items needed for his venture.
The fortune cookie dough or fortune was enough to outfit many a ship. Ender with funding had to buy some explosives. Which were still under Chinese export control? The cost was more than normal in yet the fortune from the fortune cookies made up the difference.
The time of waiting was longer than one month. Ender and the future Claw would spend time together. Ender would ask the child with questions on the same story his relative had told him. While waiting Ender sent out the Claw to find out if there were more stories about his relative.
While waiting for the time to go out. We fit the Black Skimmer with an extra cannon. And more shot, along with a long gun that ran a good third of the upper deck. In the meantime, Ender found an additional small crew to help with the future prize ship. The plan being to hit one of the treasure ship’s midsection, board it, and sail it away with the additional crew. The thinking a quick blast with a long gun filled with shot to cut down the ship’s crew from a distance. This would allow the Black Skimmer to hide better during a fight.
The Black Skimmer fitted with a long gun. Supply onboard. Awaited a message from the crook that had set up the plan. At midnight in mid-May the message came. And Ender, crew and Black Skimmer sailed out of port to a slight island close to southern Korea. Meeting at the isle. There were seven other pirate ships. Eight pirate ships assembled. Versus according to reports of 24 ships. 12 from Japan, 12 from Korea, both filled with solders and guards for the treasure exchange.
The crook introduction of all seven other pirate captains with Ender. The meeting took place on the small island. The plan reviewed and revised because of the lack of ships. Instead of taking on all the ships. The decision was to go for only the Japanese ships and to take them closer to Japan than Korea. So the island was to be used for the night. Then the ships would sail towards the Japanese port. Which was known to be the starting point of the treasure fleets departure point?
That night, Ender sat at a table talking with a boy whose name would be Claw about strange stories. The seer whose fortunes written on rice paper had become rather famous saw in a vision a scary story. His tale was so profound it changed the crew of 32 minds on what to do.
The seer against Ender was not that big of a deal. Ender only request was that they try to get at least one ship. The profound tale told by the seer. With Enders counter talk of one treasure ship might be worth all their troubles. The counter talk changed the crew’s mind on the seers tale and the decision was to go forth.
Since the seers tale had a profound impact on the crew and Ender. They formed an alternative plan. Ender required each crew member for a sit down. And discussion on which ship the crew member should be on upon the taking of a treasure ship. When push comes to shove a select group of five were chosen to stay on the Black Skimmer. While the rest would crew the larger Japanese ship.
The seer’s vision made for the plan to work a question mark. Meaning the vision was of most of the crew eating each other. Since starvation was something most agreed was not what they wanted. Ender planned around that by having the fishing nets brought out of storage and use. Ender revised plan of fishing, including and informing each member to cut the net away from the ship. Once upon sighting the treasure fleet to cut the nets away and let them drop. However, in the meantime, to ensure they fed everyone. More than what they expected they would fish to keep themselves fit lean and well feed.
Thus with that the Black Skimmer and seven other ships set up a shadow blockade off the coast of a Japanese port. Enders fishing net sort of made the entire group of ships acceptable. To the few passing other ships which passed during the waiting time.
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The nights were calm. Until on the second week of waiting. When a storm blew in with no warning. The Japanese treasure fleet set sail straight right into the view of the storm. Probably trying to outrun it or save their ships from being battered against the shores. There were only nine ships that made it out to be of the Japanese port. Time passed, by the time each of the blockade fleet realized what was going on. During the storm there were only five pirate ships left, two either sunk or blown away. The Black Skimmer moved on promptly with one of the more impressive ships. Evidently the crew had not all gotten onboard. Because the front long gun cut down those on top and the boarding party did not find any resistance.
The plan had worked. Well. Sort of. The storm continued. The boarding party on the Japanese ship included Ender. Who went directly to the treasure hold and liberated what looked like a pearl held between a staff. Upon touching the staff. Its guardian awoke. A white pearl colored dragon. The dragon slaughtered the boarding crew. While Ender made his escape with the pearl to the Black Skimmer. On the Black Skimmer, the seer and crew watched. Then upon the dragon’s breath as their dead crew mates seemed to become enchanted by the dragon. They rigged the ship to come after the Black Skimmer. The storm was still blowing while all this took only a matter of twenty minutes all to unfold. Ender having made it back to the Skimmer reloaded the long gun and waited to fire at the Japanese treasure ship. The dragon onboard could be heard chanting some weird chant. A whisper heard over the storm. “May you never see your world’s shores again!” The wind with that whispered died out. The passed storm waves still splashed, the other ships were nowhere to be seen dragon. Just the Skimmer, fleeing in the direction that the wind was blowing. While a dead treasure ship was being forced towards it. Then the wind came back. Blowing and tossing both ships around. From the deck of the Skimmer, the crew watched the white dragon. The dragon looked like it was going to take a drink from the ocean leaning way overboard. Instead, upon watching a realization, the dragon was blowing a bubble. And with the bubble was coming up old dead ships. And to the surprise of all on the Black Skimmer, their crew were walking about preparing to fight.
The seer yelled hard to port. Which swung the entire ship around at a 180 degrees. While a crew member touched the long gun. Just at that moment, as if planned, firing the complete blast into the white dragon.
However, the 180 degree swing in the Skimmer put the ship right into the path of what the dragon had been doing. Which was an enormous bubble? That brought together all the sunken ships, the treasure ship, and Black Skimmer into a whirlpool. Taking them all down and out towards the open ocean. The blast of the canon had hit the white dragon who fell overboard. The bubble however kept on swirling. The whirlpool and took all the ships, and bubble down into what I could only describe as a funnel. That seemed to run underneath the ocean. Pulling all the ships outward from between Korea and Japan into the Pacific ocean. And towards the Americas.
With the white dragon gone, the dead did not seem to be interested in the Black Skimmer. The Black Skimmer being provisioned with one month of food for 32 members. Which was down to seven now found that along with two weeks of fishing food for a few months? The pearl of great value was onboard. And the treasure ship of the Japanese was still floating nearby with a complete dead past crew members in yet. They had no interest in the Black Skimmer. The funnel pushing the bubble keep a fast pace, outpacing all the ocean life that swam by.
When the crew finally felt comfortable. We made an investigation of one of the smaller sunken ships. The dead or zombies did not seem to notice or care much what happened as long as their ship was sailing. Thus began the looting. Not of just one ship but of a whole underwater fleet of sunken ships and one treasure ship all manned with zombies.
On the dock was pretty quiet. There was no particular noise that would disturb the silence, except for the cheerfully voices coming from Café Shi; an ordinary café shop where all kinds of creatures would meet. It was pretty famous and pretty handy too, when it was about a nice drink and some wasted time talking nonsense. But for Ender the Pirate it was all right; he had no issue with the local`s low fame. As a matter a fact, he would even enjoy it, as here he was free to meet whoever he would want and to do whatever who would want. The place was allowing this perfectly and his looks would fit in here too. He was pretty fat, with a big belly ahead of him. His long hair and also beard was brownie colored, but it was not the classical brown but rather a redder one, as the brick. This is the reason for which he was known as Red Beard and everyone would call him this way but his real name was Harry Blackmore. He also had a big black hat on his head and some dirty clothes one him. But neither this was an issue for him; not at all. He was more concerned about something else now, something that was indeed important: his friend Lullaby, the unicorn. They were to meet here but as usual, Lullaby was getting late and this would easily make Ender the pirate tell tales of dragons and ships.
“You are late again!” Thought he, while taking another gulp from his tea and looking at the clock on the wall. It was 9 PM and still no sign of the unicorn.
“Hey, Maloney, bring me another tea, will you?” Said Ender to the bar tender.
“Yes, right away Ender” Replied he. It was an Octopus, dressed up quite funny with a blue jacket and had a blue scarf around each tentacle of his. He was very efficient; with some of them he would serve the clients and with some of the tentacles he would easily wash the glasses, dust off or clean the counter. Maloney was a funny octopus too and would make great jokes with his clients. After several seconds, Harry received his ordered beer.
“Thank you, Mal”
“With most pleasure, Ender” Replied the octopus and would return to the other activities of his.
Finally, while wanting to drink from the tea, Ender saw Lullaby entering the door. Ender was pleased to see him but wouldn`t show this as he wanted to adopt an attitude toward the unicorn.
“Hey Ender, how are you? So great to see you!” Said the unicorn while taking a seat on the chair.
“Spare it, Lullaby. You are late again! When will you stop doing that? You know it`s making me nuts when you come late!” Said Ender.
“I apologize Ender, it was nothing planned, I assure you. It`s just that I`ve met this sweet girl while I was coming here and we started chatting and time flew away. This is all” Replied the unicorn.
“Well, should have known that your reason for getting here late is a girl. Why didn`t I thought about that?” Said Ender.
The unicorn smiled.
“Next time you`ll know better” Said Lullaby.
“Next time maybe you`ll actually come here timely. Would surely love that” Added Ender.
“All right, all right, message received. Will do so, Ender”
“Thank you, this is mostly appreciated, Lullaby” Replied Ender, teasing a bit. “We have important matters to take care of and firstly, we have to assure our places on The Black Skimmer”
There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure? He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.
The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.
The wind blew the current brought up drowned ships older then times itself. One even looked like a UFO. There were roman vessels; there were Chinese junks, Viking long boats, not just one or two ole 1500 century pirate ships but more then dozen flying the skull and cross bones. Time shift to a similar person but in a different time zone.
This is a simple story of a space battle, such a tale as may be told by a pirate who is no writer to a reader who is no pirate. The morning of Sunday, the seventh of day of June 2013, was bright and cold. The wake up call of the captain was sounded rather late, for the snakes, wearied with long voyage, were to have a day at port in New York Cityprior to destroying and conquering the planet for their own evil design to end human kind. The snake people were here for revenge and were ahead of the heavenly ship by eight years. Within seven years, they will have conquered the world and made the humans their slaves both mentally and physically destroying, murdering, and causing wars that would destroy a full four fifth of the world’s population. The men in black were hopeless in fighting the snakes and the world’s governments had be influenced by the snakes to build their bunkers within the world’s crust, which would be nuked to a French fry, causing no people to be able to live there. But that day that day prior to planet X’s arrival was such a strange day. The snake people dressed as human wondered through New York using their stolen credit cards to buy what they wanted and make the jewelry stores their profit for a lifetime and since they would only live another few days. Well that was their day. AS a pirate this is where I came upon this viewing. Pirates viewing are a bit different from a seer’s viewer or fortune tellers. Ender the Pirate was hoping only for a profit. Now how did a land dwelling pirate end up p in space one might ask and that is the jest of the story The portals to other worlds and realms was opened to him due to his riding the great skimmer into the tidal cycle that wove around earth and ate ships, isle, and whole continents at times. The story goes Ender was about to take the ship little Endeavor from Ms. Churchill off the coast of Japan in 1500s when the tide pulled the skimmer into a slush pill of other ships and tings. The cycle pulled and pushed and the skimmer was pulled out into the ocean from the Chinese Sea within minutes of it being sucked into the tide. There Ender was forced to reconsider life and chances. The first encounter on the tidal cycle was other survivors looking for food.
An invisible thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, and circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle. But it will never break. There once was a dragon, which lived in a cave. Actually, a shape sifter named Liz. She was a beautiful human and wonderful colored dragon. The problem, of course, was size and height of this pretty creature of divinity. You see, she was only a bit over 13 inches and when a dragon is that small... Why sometimes a person is at fault calling a dragon a lizard, you would know. As for her large cave, it was really more of a hole in a treasure box where she kept her treasure. Now one knows that treasure of a dragon is gold. The idea being worth something. The problem, of course, is a small dragon gold coin and such were about as big as her hands. So she collected jewels, diamonds and such. That was where Ender, the pirate and crew came in. Being sold a book of maps at a used bookstore and being well rummed up by the local bar keep. Being told of a fierce dragon and gold hoard on the isle of “Dragon” Ender, the pirate was off to swipe some gold from said pretty little dragon. Upon landing from the Black Skimmer Ender set the crew about cleaning and crewing the ship. While he scouted ahead to the dark large cave which was supposed to be in the middle of the isle. But to his surprise, he discovered no cave, only what looked like a very large lunch box treasure chest with a hole in it. That day Ender had to chuckle as he saw Liz the fierce dragon of Dragon isle come out of her “cave” She was a lizard, he thought. Then she transformed into the measure lady that she was. Wow.. Ender thought of all the places she could sneak into and the wealth to be had. Formulating a new plan Ender went back to his ship to prepare it for a new member of Ender the pirates crew. He instructed his crew to defer to the dragon or lizard and always call her by her formal title dragonish. He then put together a nice snug room for her cave and had the bear prepare a nice turkey dinner for her, which was part of his plan. Upon the bear’s finishing touches of the turkey of Ender, the pirate went to the Dragon cave’. He called out to the treasure chest lunch box Oh mighty dragon, I have a meal for you’.. The dragon, being a lady, could smell something good and was curious not having many visitors do to the legend of the mighty dragon on Dragon isle. Liz the dragon came out of her cave. She saw what did she see. A mad hatter- no a pirate yes or a mad hatter dressed as a pirate. Liz was a bit taken aback. She thought of him as a wild man, so was curious as to his desire. Ender invited her to dine on a miniature table where he set the whole turkey and stuffing on. She saw this as a great deal and joined him for a conversational tale.
Hades may never be empty for earth is hades.
### Ender the Pirate and the Treasure of Chesapeake Bay
#### Chapter 1: Departure from Café Chi
Ender the pirate, a roguish and daring adventurer, was no stranger to the promises of gold and glory. From the bustling port of Café Chi, nestled amidst the exotic markets and vibrant cultures of the East, Ender set his sights on a treasure rumored to lie half a world away. The whispers of untold riches beneath the waters of Chesapeake Bay had reached even the farthest corners of the globe, and Ender, with his indomitable spirit, decided to embark on this grand quest.
His ship, the *Sea Serpent*, a sleek and formidable vessel, was ready to sail. The crew, a motley bunch of the fiercest and most loyal pirates, awaited their captain's command. Ender, standing at the helm, felt the thrill of adventure course through his veins. The promise of gold and the allure of the unknown beckoned him forward.
Ender the pirate, a roguish and daring adventurer, was no stranger to the promises of gold and glory. From the bustling port of Café Chi, nestled amidst the exotic markets and vibrant cultures of the East, Ender set his sights on a treasure rumored to lie half a world away. The whispers of untold riches beneath the waters of Chesapeake Bay had reached even the farthest corners of the globe, and Ender, with his indomitable spirit, decided to embark on this grand quest.
His ship, the *Sea Serpent*, a sleek and formidable vessel, was ready to sail. The crew, a motley bunch of the fiercest and most loyal pirates, awaited their captain's command. Ender, standing at the helm, felt the thrill of adventure course through his veins. The promise of gold and the allure of the unknown beckoned him forward.
The *Sea Serpent* was laden with victuals for the long journey, and every sailor aboard was prepared to delve into the heart of danger. The ship's intricate rigging was a tapestry of ropes and sails, expertly orchestrated by the seasoned crew. The voyage would certainly test their mettle, but Ender's unwavering confidence was contagious.
As the ship sailed into the horizon, the verdant coastline of Café Chi faded into the distance. The crew's excitement was palpable, their dreams intertwining with the captivating possibilities that lay ahead. Ender, a master of the seas, navigated the labyrinth of ocean currents and uncharted waters with precision.
Days turned into weeks as the *Sea Serpent* traversed the vast expanse of the ocean. They encountered a kaleidoscopic array of sea life, from playful dolphins to enigmatic creatures that lurked in the deep. The journey was a crucible of endurance and skill, pushing the crew to their limits.
One stormy night, the ship was caught in a tempest that threatened to tear it apart. The crew worked tirelessly to keep the ship afloat, their efforts a mosaic of coordinated action and sheer willpower. Ender, ever the stalwart leader, orchestrated their survival with a calm and decisive hand.
As they neared Chesapeake Bay, the anticipation grew. The verdant shores of the bay beckoned them, promising the culmination of their arduous journey. Ender and his crew prepared to delve into the depths, where the treasure of legends awaited. The bay's waters were an intricate labyrinth, hiding the secrets of countless shipwrecks and lost treasures.
Ender and Alice, equipped with their diving gear, descended into the enigmatic depths. The underwater world was a tapestry of coral reefs and ancient wrecks, each telling a story of its own. The thrill of discovery transcended their previous adventures, as they unearthed relics and gold coins, their value reimagined in the light of their perseverance.
The treasure chest, covered in barnacles and seaweed, was the crowning jewel of their quest. Hauling it to the surface, Ender and Alice felt a sense of triumph that words could scarcely capture. The crew's cheers echoed across the bay, their dreams of wealth and glory realized.
With the treasure safely aboard, the *Sea Serpent* set sail for home. The journey back was a time of reflection and celebration. The intricate details of their adventure intertwined with their memories, creating a mosaic of experiences that would become legend.
Ender, standing at the helm, looked out at the horizon. He knew that the world was filled with countless more treasures and adventures waiting to be discovered. The promise of gold and the allure of the unknown would always beckon him forward, for Ender the pirate was born to transcend the ordinary and delve into the extraordinary.
As they approached Café Chi, the verdant landscape welcomed them back. The crew, now legends in their own right, looked forward to sharing their tales of adventure and glory. Ender knew that their story was far from over. The tapestry of his life was still being woven, and the next grand quest awaited just beyond the horizon.
#### Chapter 2: The Voyage Begins
The *Sea Serpent* sliced through the waves with ease, its sails billowing in the wind as it journeyed across vast oceans. The crew, led by the fearless Ender, faced treacherous storms and uncharted waters, their resolve unwavering. Each day brought them closer to their destination, and the excitement aboard the ship grew palpable.
Among the crew was Alice, a skilled diver and navigator, whose sharp mind and keen eyes were invaluable to Ender. Together, they pored over ancient maps and deciphered cryptic clues, piecing together the location of the hidden treasure. Alice's unwavering determination and quick thinking made her an indispensable ally on this perilous journey.
#### Chapter 3: Arrival at Chesapeake Bay
After weeks of arduous travel, the *Sea Serpent* finally arrived at Chesapeake Bay. The crew could hardly contain their excitement as they prepared to dive into the depths in search of the treasure. Ender and Alice, equipped with their diving gear, led the expedition, their hearts pounding with anticipation.
The waters of Chesapeake Bay were dark and mysterious, hiding secrets long forgotten. As they descended into the depths, Ender and Alice marveled at the underwater world around them. Schools of fish darted past, and ancient shipwrecks loomed in the shadows. They knew they were close.
#### Chapter 4: The Discovery
Hours of meticulous searching paid off when Alice spotted a glint of gold beneath the sand. With a triumphant grin, she signaled to Ender, and together they uncovered a chest, its surface encrusted with barnacles and seaweed. The crew watched in awe as they hauled the treasure to the surface.
Back on the ship, they pried open the chest to reveal a fortune beyond their wildest dreams. Gold coins, jeweled artifacts, and priceless relics sparkled in the sunlight. The crew erupted in cheers, their dreams of wealth and glory realized.
#### Chapter 5: The Return Home
With the treasure safely aboard, Ender and his crew set sail for home. The journey back was filled with celebrations and tales of their adventure. Ender, ever the leader, reminded his crew that their unity and bravery had brought them success.
As they neared Café Chi, the crew looked forward to the life of freedom and prosperity that awaited them. Ender knew that their adventure was far from over, for the world was vast and filled with countless mysteries waiting to be uncovered.
#### Epilogue: A Pirate's Legacy
Ender the pirate became a legend, his name synonymous with daring exploits and incredible riches. Alice, his trusted companion, was celebrated for her courage and intellect. Together, they had written a tale of adventure that would be told for generations to come.
In the end, Ender and his crew proved that with determination, loyalty, and a bit of boldness, even the most daunting challenges could be overcome. And as they sailed into the horizon, they knew that their next great adventure was just beyond the next wave.
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In the distant realm where Facebook and earthly matters seemed trivial, Ender and his crew reveled in their victory. For in their hearts, they carried the spirit of true pirates—free, unyielding, and always ready for the next quest.
Try to fill your life with epic adventures.. Drinking tea? You are partaking in future wine tasting events with leaves from trees in a future or past or present you did not know about until today or you are partaking in a mystical potion.. Showering? Cleansing for the path to come. Going to work? Trading your life force to the dark one for paper of earthly desires.. 'Tis why I became a pirate..
Once upon a time, in a land where the boundaries of reality and imagination blur, Ender the Pirate set sail on an adventure unlike any he had ever encountered. His ship, the *Nautilus Dream*, sliced through the sea of mist that separated the known world from the realms of wonder. His crew was a motley collection of fantastical beings—each one plucked from the stories and dreams of countless children.
Ender, with his rugged charm and a heart full of wanderlust, stood at the helm. He had heard whispers of a land where time danced to its own rhythm and where the simplest of activities took on profound meanings. His destination was clear: Wonderland, a place where tea was more than a beverage, and every sip held a secret.
As the mists parted, Ender’s eyes widened at the sight of Wonderland’s shores. Colors he had never seen painted the sky, and the air buzzed with the hum of magic. The ship docked, and Ender, with his trusty parrot Squawk, stepped onto the surreal soil.
They wandered through the twisted forest of talking trees, where leaves whispered secrets of the past, present, and future. Here, tea leaves were not merely dried fragments but portals to different dimensions. Ender found himself at a grand table, laden with teapots and cups, each steaming with a different brew. Alice, the enigmatic hostess, welcomed him with a smile as warm as the sun.
“Welcome, Ender, to the Tea of Timelessness,” she said, her voice like the chime of delicate bells. “Here, each sip tells a tale. Drink, and let the leaves reveal your path.”
Ender took a sip from a teacup patterned with stars. Instantly, he was transported through time and space. He found himself in the future, where wine tasting was an interstellar affair. The wines were not from grapes but from the leaves of celestial trees. Each drop contained the essence of distant worlds, and with each taste, Ender felt the vastness of the universe flow through him. The experience was intoxicating and enlightening, leaving him with a sense of boundless possibilities.
A moment later, Ender was back at the table, the taste of the stars still lingering on his tongue. Alice poured another cup, this time a deep, vibrant blue. Ender drank and was whisked away to a mystical forest in the past. Here, he bathed in a crystal-clear stream, cleansing himself not just physically but spiritually, preparing for the challenges ahead. The water was imbued with the essence of the forest’s ancient wisdom, and as he emerged, he felt reborn.
Returning once again to the tea table, Ender’s next sip plunged him into the present, where he found himself in a bustling city. Here, the act of going to work was portrayed as trading one's life force for pieces of paper—tokens of earthly desires. The city's inhabitants moved like clockwork, their faces weary but determined. Ender saw the sacrifice, the hope, and the dreams pinned on these pieces of paper, and it stirred something deep within him.
With each sip, Ender’s understanding of time and existence deepened. He saw how every moment was interconnected, how the past, present, and future weaved together to form the tapestry of life. He realized that his adventure was not just a journey through Wonderland but a quest to understand the essence of his own being.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, Ender thanked Alice for the extraordinary journey. “You’ve shown me wonders beyond my wildest dreams,” he said, his voice filled with gratitude.
Alice nodded, her eyes twinkling with ancient wisdom. “Remember, Ender, the true adventure lies not in the destination but in the journey itself. Every moment is a sip of life’s tea, rich with mystery and wonder.”
With a heart full of new insights, Ender boarded the *Nautilus Dream* once more. As he sailed back into the sea of mist, he knew that he was forever changed. The world stretched out before him, an endless expanse of possibilities, and he was ready to explore every corner of it.
Thus, Ender the Pirate continued his epic adventure, forever a seeker of the extraordinary, sipping from the endless cup of existence.
This has got to be the most incredible example of the mandala effect. (The Mandela Effect is a social phenomenon where a group of people share false memories of specific details about an event, person, place, or situation.) Check out the president's middle name change. We are in a new a new time-line.... wow!!!!!
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Donald John Trump is an American politician, media personality, and businessman who is the 47th president of the United States. A member of the Republican Party, he served as the 45th president from 2017 to 2021.
Age
78 years old(born June 14, 1946 in Jamaica Hospital Medical Center, New York, United States)
Spouses
Ivana Trump(m. 1977–1990), Marla Maples(m. 1993–1999), Melania Trump(m. 2005)
Children
Donald Trump Jr., Ivanka Trump, Eric Trump, Tiffany Trump, Barron Trump
Donald Trump's middle name is John. His full name is Donald John Trump137.
Citations:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donald_Trump
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqjI2B9XjiE
https://www.whitehousehistory.org/bios/donald-j-trump
https://alzheimer.ca/niagara/sites/niagara/files/documents/Week%2096%20President%20Middle%20Names%20Solution.%20pdf.pdf
https://www.newsx.com/trump-inauguration/why-is-donald-trumps-middle-name-john/
https://www.tyla.com/news/politics/donald-trump-middle-name-meaning-883187-20250131
https://dreamdigital.mysoleaddiction.com/headline-maker/what-is-donal-trumps-middle-name.html
https://app.parkhill.com/post/donald-trump-middle-name
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donald_Trump
Answer from Perplexity: https://www.perplexity.ai/search/what-is-donald-trumps-middle-n-wx3JfKnoSaeUgkHne8yIhw?utm_source=copy_output
Original author: Clinton Siegle
Online presence found at:
http://effettomandela.blogspot.com/2017/01/testimonianza-di-clinton-siegle.html
http://www.hdrusers.com/Steven_Gibbs_HDR.htm
https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/5esfix/the_truth_behind_the_mandela_effect/
People do not want to know they are in a easier level of Hades.
And I?
I have been elsewhere before.
Winters with negative 90 C and 150 with windchill.
They laugh at me saying Arizona was the hotest place on earth for 3 weeks in 1990s reaching 123 C while death valley was at 105 C.
Sagittarius was an extreme and here?
I ponder the temperature of humanity.
Meaning? 97.9 C was body temperature there and here? 36.5 C? Tis why I know I am dead. Meaning? It is the temperature of a mortuary room in my Hades.
And this hades?
Does anyone listen or care?
I doubt it.
My letters are at least being responded too. Which is awkward. Why?
They are actually signing the letters here. Not that they are doing what they say. Just they are at least replying to my faxes, emails, and posts to facebook. Which begs the question why save Hades?
Let it burn?
Tis a secret of the time of tribulation and the multiverse. For every good there is a bad for every evil there is a good?
Sounds absurd. And I know. I look for the good and find it so often that I sit and watch the person pondering if they are with a soul or a mere copy of someone I knew once upon a time and if they are just a copy.
What was the real soul like?
I get the copies of the weeds among the seeds. I get the burning of the weeds. Meaning you can only see Youtube video of hawaii being nuked December 12, 2017 once and realize this who hades thing is a lot longer than anyone would expect.
Meaning? If I was truly documenting what I saw and see. Here let alone has the galactic year change meaning? I been writing since 2020 about how the Galactic year changed since 2020 and now? Here in this reality 2016 they changed it 225 million years and 2016 is when the year was beginning again.
In yet?
Laughter from a person talking about billion or years.. The new speed of earth would indicate that the galactic orbit here is 205 million years in 2023. So? I am in 2024 and the speed of 16,000 miles per hour faster times eons or years or billions of years would indicate Hades is getting younger and younger. When I ask the question of ChatGpt because it should get the speculative nature of my question it comes back with nonsense about 225 million years galactic orbit in yet that can not be if Japan is right in their numbers published in 2023. And now in 2024?
Just the speed of everything has increased and how do I know?
I play chess. I am ahead by 35 seconds and? Poof I loss by -19 when I have only 2 moves to checkmate. Meaning? Time dilation is happening all the time in the time of tribulation and there is nothing no one can do about it. It is like the solar flare here. Meaning? That solar flare in some future happened already and the sun is going dark meaning there is a dark spot the size of 60 earths in the sun. Since the sun is 3000 earths a third of the sun goes dark in the correlation rather sooner than later. Begging the question really in Hades in the dark do people cry too? And exactly what did I do to get myself here? Hades is not fun. I would have been much better off realizing this a longer time ago. But lets be honest JcPenny changed to JcPenney in 2015 and I let it slide until May 2016 when I was shocked beyond reality when the rapture happened for me. Imagine going to sleep with 8.6 billion people awaking to 6 billion and then thrown to a world with 9 billion and so forth watching South America back towards Africa at 50 miles increments and Mongolia eaten up by China.
Seems fictional but tis is the truth as I wrote it and saw it.
And? Well there are 51 states of the US of A. Puerto Rico became 51st state March 2016 plus or minus eons 52 to 48. And?
Well UK went into the EU 54 to 45 on a Tuesday and left on a deja vu Thursday 51 to 48.
Do I know these things? Yes I saw them. Does that make them true? According to the CIa stargate because someone saw it - it happened. What happened to those realities?
who knows? Seems harsh to say but I hope my family doppelganger or not find God. For this story ends in Psalms 91.https://www.theprose.com/.../journal-of-a-wondering-mind...
People don't want to realize they are in an easier level of Hades. But I? I've been elsewhere. Winters reaching -90°C with wind chills of -150°C. They laughed at me, saying Arizona was the hottest place on Earth for three weeks in the 1990s, hitting 123°C, while Death Valley only reached 105°C. Sagittarius was extreme, but here? I ponder the temperature of humanity.
Meaning? There, body temperature was 97.9°C. Here? 36.5°C. That's why I know I'm dead. It's the temperature of a mortuary room in my Hades.
And this Hades? Does anyone listen or care? I doubt it. At least my letters are being responded to, though it's awkward. Why? They're actually signing the letters, not that they're doing what they say. Just replying to my faxes, emails, and Facebook posts. Why save Hades? Let it burn? It's a secret of the time of tribulation and the multiverse. For every good, there is a bad; for every evil, there is a good.
Sounds absurd, I know. I look for the good and find it so often that I wonder if people are mere copies of those I once knew. If they are just copies, what were the real souls like? I get copies of the weeds among the seeds. I get the burning of the weeds. You can only see the YouTube video of Hawaii being nuked on December 12, 2017, once and realize this Hades thing lasts longer than anyone expected.
If I were truly documenting what I saw and see... The galactic year has changed. I've been writing since 2020 about how it changed, and now? Here in this reality, they changed it to 225 million years in 2016. And yet? Laughter from someone talking about billions of years... The new speed of Earth indicates that the galactic orbit here is 205 million years in 2023. So, I am in 2024, and the speed of 16,000 miles per hour faster times eons or billions of years would indicate Hades is getting younger. When I ask ChatGPT, it comes back with nonsense about a 225 million year galactic orbit, which can't be if Japan's 2023 numbers are right.
In 2024, everything has increased in speed. How do I know? I play chess. I'm ahead by 35 seconds and poof, I lose by -19 when I have only two moves to checkmate. Time dilation is happening constantly during this time of tribulation, and there's nothing anyone can do about it. It's like the solar flare here. That solar flare in some future has already happened, and the sun is going dark. There's a dark spot the size of 60 Earths on the sun. Since the sun is 3000 Earths wide, a third of the sun goes dark sooner rather than later.
In the dark of Hades, do people cry too? And what did I do to get here? Hades is not fun. I would have been better off realizing this long ago. But let's be honest: JCPenney changed its name in 2015, and I let it slide until May 2016 when I was shocked beyond reality by the rapture. Imagine going to sleep with 8.6 billion people, waking to 6 billion, and then being thrown to a world with 9 billion, watching South America drift toward Africa by 50-mile increments and Mongolia swallowed by China.
Seems fictional, but it's the truth as I saw it. And? Well, there are 51 states in the USA. Puerto Rico became the 51st state in March 2016, plus or minus eons 52 to 48. And? Well, the UK joined the EU 54 to 45 on a Tuesday and left on a déjà vu Thursday 51 to 48.
Do I know these things? Yes, I saw them. Does that make them true? According to the CIA Stargate program, if someone saw it, it happened. What happened to those realities? Who knows? It seems harsh, but I hope my family, doppelgangers or not, find God. For this story ends in Psalms 91.
The oddity of life and storytelling is something different. If you are expecting a hero in this story, I have yet to meet one. On May 18th of 2016, my biggest thought for adventure was to finish a translation of a book of poems from Spanish and Aymara into English. My goal, being disabled and blind, was to win a poetry prize for translating (with permission from the author) a Bolivian poetry book.
On May 19th, something occurred which changed my life totally. I awoke in my normal way and was told I was taking my mother-in-law to the doctors for chemotherapy. This was new and noisy to me, meaning there were arguments and discussions with the kids whom I could hear but hadn't an idea about. This was not my plan for the day. However, being me, I got up and proceeded to shower and get dressed.
My first clue that I wasn't awakening in my universe was when I was given my socks. They were new to me. To those who do not understand, I am a lonely person. My computer, dog, and socks are often all I have in this world to keep me sane. Anyway, the conversation went something like this:
"When did I get new socks?"
Reply from a woman who is my body's wife: "You have always had them."
I did not understand and said as much. Going outside to catch a van to the downtown hospital, I was in for a complete surprise. There were many vans, older but newer vans. You see, in my reality and universe, there are fewer vans. The driving time for our appointment was longer, and the inside of the van could fit 17 people comfortably. I did not understand. In my world, it is always crowded and at most 12 people could fit into the van.
We got to the hospital, and like the week before, I went to sit. There was a paper wall which had been set up. The lights were turned on, and the waiting room was full. To clarify, in my world, I have been going to these appointments for three weeks, and the waiting room has always been empty and dark. Being blind and having eye problems with light, I could accept the darkness. Now, with a waiting room full of expecting mothers instead of being alone, I was more than a bit confused.
I sat down and was in marvel at what I saw. The number of pregnant and seemingly beautiful women in Bolivia was highly increased. Not saying I am from an ugly planet, but to be honest, yes. There are exceptions to everything, but that day, Bolivian women were exceptionally beautiful. I watched in fascination the lines and lights along with a new room that appeared to be a prenatal ward being opened where only a dark room was before. I could not believe this. I thought I must be sleeping or, well, nothing wrong was going on so who cares?
[Note: The author repeats a paragraph here in the original, which I've removed in this edit.]
My mother-in-law showed up. We left early. In the street, we had some difficulty. The taxi drivers wanted 15 Bolivianos instead of 10 Bolivianos, which was the normal price for a ride from there to the US embassy. You say 87 cents, what is the big deal? It is a big deal to my mother-in-law. We argued with five different taxi drivers before she paid, and we went to the embassy.
At the embassy, I was about to panic a bit more. Instead of a nice, broad ten-story building, I was confronted when getting out of the taxi with a 13-story building, narrow and not wide. The windows, instead of being wide and welcoming, were narrow and like arrow ports of a castle.
I know you are thinking, "What is the big deal? You miscounted, and windows versus narrow windows are easy to mistake." In my universe, we live on the ring of volcanoes, and the highest structure in La Paz is limited by law due to earthquakes to nothing above a certain height[^1], and all the buildings that I could see broke at that moment.
[^1]: Fact check: La Paz, Bolivia does have building height restrictions due to the city's high altitude and geological factors, though specific height limits vary by zone. The city is located in a seismically active region near the Andes mountains.
Going into my appointment, I was in for a surprise. My therapist's office decor was all switched. Instead of light blue, I was staring at a dark-red office. You say she could have bought all new furniture? I felt like you for a moment. Then I sat down and looked at the seat. This was my fifteenth time there, and the seat cover had a hole in it. You know the one you look at when you are bored and wonder how it ever got there. Well, thinking that she got all new furniture, I looked. The hole was there. A practically perfect match nearly.
To say that I was a bit nervous is to say the least. I practice a form of meditation, which helped me survive some nearly impossible life situations which I will talk about later. At that moment, even that was a bit more than I could handle. You know how your stomach clenches tight, and your body feels like it is out of place? That was me. I am not a hero. I live for stories and reading. What adventure was I going to have here in this new world?
After my mother-in-law had had her turn, it was my turn for therapy for my stump. Now in Bolivia, I am told to do this and that. Meaning life for a partially blind white guy from Lame Deer, Montana is pretty simple. You do what you are told and life continues, and it has been getting better. Now in my world, satire is my life. No one understood me, but I could be who I was and no one pestered me. Nor was my joking unacceptable to people. Meaning I wore them down with a constant way of being truthful but in a satirical way.
Being unsure what to do, I was me. Now I am not so sure about that day or the person who helped me (this being her sixteenth time), but we laughed, we joked, and I thought all was good. I said you have to know me to understand me, but after leaving that place my mother-in-law took me aside and told me, in no uncertain terms, I was not to do what I exactly did. Since I had just done what I normally did, I was totally unprepared to be told by a lovely mother-in-law that I had hurt her feelings and such.
We then went behind the US embassy, which was cemented walls with an iron fence gated on top of it. If you are from my world, you would understand that the statement I just made makes no sense whatsoever. We are the US. We fear no one. To hide behind a cement wall, yes, but to put up an additional seven-foot iron fence for what purpose? We own the world. We fear no one.
[Note: This perception of the US Embassy's security features represents a potential Mandela effect. In reality, US embassies worldwide have implemented significant security measures since the 1998 embassy bombings in Africa, including perimeter walls, barriers, and fencing.]
Getting behind the embassy, we had problems catching a taxi home. Evidently, what had cost me personally last week 15 BS and my mother-in-law remembering it cost her 10 BS now cost us 18 BS after arguing with three taxi drivers.
Getting home, I called my dog. Now Ben is a great dog, knows a lot of tricks, and comes when called. This dog did not come to me. He ignored me and went to his mother who called him Pancho (for Sancho Panza, Don Quixote's sidekick). You ask how do I know? I had to ask her why "Pancho." The answer: "Don Quixote's friend, of course," being informed by my body's wife.
[Note: Another possible Mandela effect - the author remembers his dog being named "Ben," while in this reality, the dog is called "Pancho" after Sancho Panza from Don Quixote. The correct character name is "Sancho" Panza, not "Sancho" as written in the original text.]
Now at this time, I did not know my body's wife, and we were not enjoying each other's company. In my world, I could kiss my wife and smack her ass, and she would laugh with a laughter that I enjoyed hearing. The look that woman gave me was something between mean and somewhere between "what was I doing?" That was not the last of it either. After a bit, I got a scolding.
Now this is new to me. My old wife? Not this one. This one knew what I would do, but this one did not seem to realize anything. My mother-in-law talked to her, and I got in trouble about being who I am. I sat, watched, calm, cool, collectively. I had to think before acting for something was not right. I quietly went into my room. I read a book that I have read a few dozen times before, but the great quotes that I enjoyed seemed to be missing. Meaning my book was missing meaning.
To those that knew me in high school, this should bring out some idea of how confusing this is. During high school, to keep from going insane, I read a book a day usually while going to class, playing sports, and riding a bus an hour and 15 minutes each day. That I was more concerned about my book changing than anything else that day should put you in reference as to who I was prior to this day.
The wife of the body I was in came in and said something was wrong and moved me into my kids' room upstairs from being downstairs in my room prior to me going to sleep.
Awakened May 20th with screaming from that day's wife yelling at the kids to find stuff to get ready to go to school. To recount yesterday, I heard the noises but did not understand the rationale. Today the kids evidently did not put the backpacks in their places, forgot to pack their homework, and were missing school shoes. I apparently missed this from May 19, the reason why people were being yelled at. This made no sense to me. My kids put their stuff away and kept their rooms and clothes neat due to my wife being like a drill sergeant.
The kids' room that I had fallen asleep in the night before—paint and room pictures had changed also. Exactly what changed: the paint color, a Precious Moments framed picture had moved, and instead of bears playing with hearts on the wallpaper, the bears were playing with a ball.
[Note: This appears to be another Mandela effect memory - the pattern on the wallpaper changed from bears with hearts to bears with balls.]
Now, this is a recollection that I did not write down on paper, but I was again told I was going to the hospital with my mother-in-law for her chemo treatment. Now I was confused, this being a once-a-week occurrence. I did not understand and told that day's wife that. She said "live with it," basically, and I got prepared to go.
Thinking I must have dreamed of the day before, I got ready, but I was upstairs and not down, so I had to wait for a while for things to clear out and be ready to go. Now that day, the buses were old like I remembered and new but more numerous than the day before. I started looking around the normal route instead of talking with my mother-in-law like I had done the day in the past.
I noticed things that could not be in my universe. You ask what things cannot be in my universe but are there: Buildings, roads, and more people. The day before I had not bee[n able to see these changes as clearly]
[Note: The original text appears to be cut off at the end.]
Personal Account of Possible Mandela Effect Experiences - Part 2
Original author: Clinton Siegle
Online presence found at:
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x68iyqz
March 27, 2017 at 6:20pm
Die with memories, not dreams. I would love to live a little; nevertheless, the cost of living versus my credit rating still ends up at a place of dreams. When you realize you have traveled consciousness-wise 86,000 light-years to escape your own Earth for apparently no reason, you have to ask: Why Goat world?[^1]
The only thing standing between you and your goal is that bullshit story you keep telling yourself as to why you cannot achieve it. So May 18th was the last day on my planet Earth. May 19th I was mind-swapped to a completely different world. Colors, history, geography, population—totally unique and distinct.
You say drink rum and forget. I have, and not been able to forget. https://cosmofunnel.com/poems/reptiles-parallel-universe-travel [Link appears to be incomplete in original]
Anyone else suffering from the Mandela effect[^2], let me know please. Thanks.
Let us take our hearts for a walk in the woods and listen to the magic whispers of old trees. Since my travels began, I realize something: All mountains are... are large trees fallen over.[^3]
Within our dreams and aspirations, we find our opportunities. Realization is when you are not unique. That a multiverse is true.
In Dublin in 1952, Erwin Schrödinger gave a lecture in which at one point he jocularly warned his audience that what he was about to say might "seem lunatic." He went on to assert that when his Nobel equations seem to be describing several different histories, they are "not alternatives but all really happen simultaneously." This is the earliest known reference to the many-worlds.[^4]
Never argue with stupid people because they will drag you down to their level and then beat you with experience.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Many-worlds_interpretation
To own so much
To be owned by so much
The question: do we on Earth owe so much
For wars
For famines
For plagues
For destruction
Syria flee
You are in the US of A sights again
Reality is it for a pipeline or natural gas again
In sadness money is all this war is about again
All for the root of money again
War leave Syria bank alone not owned by Rothschild alone[^5]
All this killing in Syria to be alone
Reality sadness for Syria standing almost all alone
Shame is shame evil is evil
War is both
In sewing evil
Not nice but evil
Gaining money from shame
I have noticed that my newsfeed is short jokes, humor, and conspiracies. If you have any, please post or send me a message. I miss laughter. I miss laughing. I miss the idea that Saturday Night Live makes up weird or wild ideas about ideology that does not make sense to me, so repost anything funny to my timeline please. Thanks.
As for myself, I lost my left leg to cellulitis or part of my body dying. I would think being turned into a zombie and surviving would be hilarious up to the point that now the law of gravity is sucking the energy out of me every time I fall. Work-wise, pray for me. I am on my own with a family. I need to be manly but am scared to the point that I am not sure what to do anymore.
As for finances, humor me—I am in the hole and not sure how to get out. Love life: I am extremely lucky my wife is beautiful to me. I do not know what else to say there. Kids are bored with me. The oldest is sad, the youngest is wild. So if I have a point other than the tip of my nose, please pray for me that I can man up and do what is right, and be a nice guy. Thank you...
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To realize that God tells your story, let alone multiply worlds and only cares if you are good or bad in your decision to handle the shit you are given makes this story wild. Realization: even if you won the girl, did great in all your work, made the money—none of that has any meaning. It's awkward to say the best.
Realizing that after rereading everything several times, that heaven gets full at 200 million means in this world less people are needed to make the end of the world happen. In my world, there was a bigger heaven: instead of 1500 by 1500, it was 1600 by 1600.[^6]
March 28, 2017 at 1:52am
What disturbs me most about being part of the parallel world swap and/or Mandela Effect is my soul. Prior to this misadventure, I believed I was unique—an awkward person with a disposition of a carrot. Meaning I read, I write, but seldom talk with people; dealing with people just is not my thing.
So when I say my first 60 days, I composed letters to people and expected some people to write back about "Hey, I ain't from this world and what is going on." And I got zip back without counting Peter Moon or Duncan Cameron[^7], and the rabbi said there could only be one other world. Yet mentally, I had counted by that time 85 or more.
Well, the soul disturbed is a question unanswered. I felt a bit of a loss. Meaning if spiritual leaders were not willing to consider a parallel world, much less many of them, I had to seek God. And in God, I found in his Bible many references and discussions which made more sense now that I have seen parallel worlds.[^8]
What I feared—did I lose my soul or was my conscience something evil, which is potentially still to be seen—lost its meaning after the 94th world dealt me a challenge. Either the God of my world was in all these other worlds, or I was insane. Since I had gone nuts before, I checked myself out.
Some six doctors later with prescriptions for being a "past life remembered," I figured that doctors, even when they recognize that they themselves are not from here, do not fear for their soul as I do. At that split moment, my mind realized that my heart had to be changed. What better way than to wake up in a new body each day, praying that I have a broken heart and am not rebelling against God anymore. And that, folk, is a realization most people will have to come to on their own.
[^1]: Potential Mandela effect: Reference to "Goat world" appears to be a personal designation for this alternate reality the author believes they've been transported to.
[^2]: Fact check: The Mandela Effect is a phenomenon where a large group of people remember something differently than how it occurred. The term was coined by paranormal consultant Fiona Broome in 2009 after she discovered many people believed Nelson Mandela had died in prison in the 1980s (when in fact he was released in 1990 and died in 2013).
[^3]: Potential Mandela effect: The belief that mountains are actually fallen trees is not scientifically supported but represents the author's perception of a difference between their original world and the current one.
[^4]: Fact check: Erwin Schrödinger did give lectures in Dublin in the early 1950s while working at the Dublin Institute for Advanced Studies. His ideas did influence Hugh Everett III, who later formalized the many-worlds interpretation of quantum mechanics in 1957. However, Schrödinger's exact wording as quoted here would require verification from historical records.
[^5]: Fact check: The claim about Syria's central bank not being controlled by the Rothschild family is part of a conspiracy theory that lacks factual evidence. The Syrian conflict has complex geopolitical causes beyond banking systems.
[^6]: Potential Mandela effect: The author describes a difference in the dimensions of heaven between their original world (1600 x 1600) and the current one (1500 x 1500). This appears to be a reference to Revelation 21:16, which describes the New Jerusalem. Different Bible translations describe different measurements, which could explain this perceived discrepancy.
[^7]: Fact check: Peter Moon and Duncan Cameron are names associated with the "Montauk Project" conspiracy theory, which involves claims of secret government time travel experiments. Their mention suggests the author has been reaching out to figures connected with fringe theories about parallel realities.
[^8]: Potential Mandela effect: The author suggests that Biblical passages have changed or now make more sense in light of their experiences with parallel worlds, though specific passages aren't mentioned.
Personal Account of Possible Mandela Effect Experiences - Part 3
Original author: Clinton Siegle
March 28, 2017 at 4:38pm
"Self-restraint, self-mastery, common sense, the power of accepting individual responsibility and yet of acting in conjunction with others, courage and resolution—these are the qualities which mark a masterful person. It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat."[^1]
March 28, 2013 at 3:59am
Well, it is here. I am a day and a year older. Instead of older and wiser... I am wiser and older... some thoughts that go through my head. Why is life not here the way I want it? My thoughts are that I have not been doing what I should. Looking back, I disagree—I leaped at opportunities. I excelled where others have left for greener pastures. I have boldly gone where people with less courage have not. See, I digress, sort of like Doctor Evil.
What is life but to dream and hope? To learn that those hopes were killed a long time ago by someone not so funny. Humor me, is love fraud when all the love letters are written by someone else? At times, life plays mean and cruel jokes on people, and they realize them but decide life is better without forcing the issue. Meaning I am tired at last, and being bold only gets you to places that at times are better to a point. What happens when that point is the tip of your nose? That is when life really is short-lived, and you realize: Is living a long life a blessing or a curse?
Seeing old folks' homes and realizing most if anybody that wishes you a happy birthday is dead or gone. I think I have to rethink living longer and just have more experience sooner than later. So what have I learned in all this life—short but long experience? Never to trust anyone. Find a good book and read it slowly. Remember to eat well. Always be kind and considerate. That in a nutshell, I should have stopped living back 12 years ago. Humor the lessons I have learned since then. Never trust, and forgive I could have done without I think. It makes the world a crueler place to live in, and realizing conspiracies are true at times makes you want to stop hearing about what is going on around you. Anyway, happy birthday to me; to me a happy birthday.
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When you are not from this world, and you wonder what the hell are you listening to... This has shown up two weeks ago... I knew the songs of my world... This, this is nothing I knew. 1.2 billion-year-old perception saying to you the world has changed. My heart was on the left side of my chest.[^2] Abe Lincoln was a senator.[^3] Population 2016: 365 million for the US.[^4] This is not my world.
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So prior to censorship, I figured the math. There are 10 to the power 197 Earth-like worlds. In one galaxy, there are 10,000 Earth-like realities so close you have to wonder about: Did that color change yesterday? Or did that word spelled today "dilemma"—spelled in your world "dilemna"—was it "dilema" the day before?[^5] The exact number is so wild you have to wonder about the meaning.
The Montauk project talks about what they did. They grabbed people's souls, to create a non-ending story to stop the end of the world. Wild. The sadness after watching the galaxy twist back and forth—meaning the galaxy goes clockwise then counterclockwise[^6]—I realize I am going back in time to a start of time where all these memories are just a scenario that will not win.
Humor, Jah or God—Jah being a new name to me—is much more than humanity. So, I only have one day on this planet. The next spirit has a day and so forth. Spirit walkers seeing the past some 1.2 billion years in the past that could not have been. Adolf Hitler had brown eyes on my world.[^7] Abe Lincoln was a senator.[^8] I know who I am. Do you know who you are?
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A speculative answer is this. There is a multiverse; the dimensional number I am guessing is somewhere between 10 to power 192 or more. The number comes from the Drake equation adding multiverses and asking the wrong question, receiving an answer which did not make sense until I realized what had happened.
The person using the simulator either at CERN,[^9] D-Wave or Google does not know the difference between exact and 100 percent replacement values in a Monte Carlo simulation question. Example: you run a simulation with everything. Note the word everything or everyone, not just your universe or a grouping of universes similar to your universe.
Somehow MineCraft and D-wave computing or CERN interacts with another universe—how or why, wrong question at present. The issue is the person realizes their mistake because they see something that should not be. Their response is to say put everything back at 100 percent. If you have ever run a Monte Carlo simulation, you realize that outliers have to be placed and positioned exactly the way they were to be running to get them back exactly in their position. Meaning exact match and 100 percent Monte Carlo simulation are two different things.
D-wave computers at max can process 10 to power of 8, meaning whoever was the analyst person screwed up and did not put everyone back where they should be. This represents the Mandela effect. Every single person realizing something different has had their mind transported to a different universe. Completely different.
This also goes along with facts and history. Examples: Skechers or Sketchers,[^10] who is the princess in Wreck-It Ralph—Penelope or Vanellope,[^11] When did Bob Crane die and how: in his sleep 1977, shot to death 1977, beaten to death with a camera pod 1978, or strangled 1979.[^12]
The timelines are so messed up several ideas are popping up that were not here before. Abe Lincoln in my universe was a senator, not a representative.[^13] First representative that I recall being a president was Bush Senior.
Example: Rainbow Universe, which says that there is a universe for each color and time frame due to the wavelength change in the speed of light, meaning there are time shifts. I have seen this on holidays and events. Recent Republican convention was supposed to happen in my timeframe July 6 through the 10th. Here I believe it happened July 18th through 21st.[^14]
Example: I have seen on CNN BREXIT—UK stay in the UK on Tuesday and UK exit the EU on a Thursday.[^15] I was kind of lost until I realized what I was seeing and started paying more attention to the color changes around me.
Deity-wise, the only answer is technology versus nose magic or understanding who is giving something for doing something. Write to me clintonsiegle123r@gmail.com. I would like to hear your answers.
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Mandela-effected friends, scientists, and oddity readers. I am taking a long holiday. I would like to post something that has been on my mind for a while. At first, I sought out math legends in my world. They never replied, so here are the answers that I have found.
In my world, the universe was expanding. 180-degree triangle was all there was, meaning the universe was contained and supposedly expanding. Here there are more than 180-degree triangles, meaning the universe is in a box.[^16] In my world, the Milky Way was expanding, not contracting. Here the Milky Way is contracting. At the center of the Milky Way, no one knew. Here guess what it is a large black hole.[^17]
If you do not understand what I am getting at, for Jesus Christ's sake, read—realize this mind is from the other side of the black hole. I will post the reference in the comments. The other five questions I wrote, and the answer is radical enough to surprise me even. How many "me's" or "you's" or Earths are there? I will be finding out sooner than I expected, meaning there is a rationale why I stopped asking and looked for my own answers. Read the comments. It has been a nice time with you folks.
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https://plus.google.com/+QuantumAILab
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The Seager equation looks like this:[20][a] N=N∗∗FQ∗FHZ∗FO∗FL∗FS
Where:
N = the number of planets with detectable signs of life
N* = the number of stars observed
FQ = the fraction of stars that are quiet
FHZ = the fraction of stars with rocky planets in the habitable zone
FO = the fraction of those planets that can be observed
FL = the fraction that have life
FS = the fraction on which life produces a detectable signature gas
The Drake equation is: N=R∗⋅fp⋅ne⋅fl⋅fi⋅fc⋅L
where:
N = the number of civilizations in our galaxy with which communication might be possible (i.e., which are on our current past light cone)
R* = the average rate of star formation in our galaxy
fp = the fraction of those stars that have planets
ne = the average number of planets that can potentially support life per star that has planets
fl = the fraction of planets that could support life that actually develop life at some point
fi = the fraction of planets with life that actually go on to develop intelligent life (civilizations)
fc = the fraction of civilizations that develop a technology that releases detectable signs of their existence into space
L = the length of time for which such civilizations release detectable signals into space[11][12]
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https://www.thevintagenews.com/2017/12/06/glenn-seaborg-alchemimist-in-1980/
March 28, 2017 at 9:39pm
This night proves I am not from this world. I outdrank a person in my world that I knew could outdrink me on any day of the week. Mandela effect - parallel worlds are interesting to see. I guess 7 bottles of wine, which I will post tomorrow, proves to me that I ain't from here.
May 18th was my last day in my old world. Parallel realities that changed today that I recall differently: Alan Quartermain.[^18] Outside of that, I know who I am. Do you realize I am watching the end of the world? September 2017 starts Revelations 12. The end of time is already happening. I pray that I am right with Jesus Christ in my heart. Outside of that: repent, do right, do good. For the end of the world is going to happen, and there is nothing to stop it outside of removing all the nukes in the US prior to 2020 when the evil one murders 70 percent of the United States. http://www.deagel.com/country/
You say who are you to make this prediction? I was the troubleshooter on a few programs. However, I think I might have an issue which I shall find out on May 20th. If you are part of the group of 9 or 10. If you are out there, contact me. Your game sucks and is worthless.
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The chance is earths, not just earth. Nehemiah 9:6 "You alone are the LORD. You have made the heavens, The heaven of heavens with all their host, The earth and all that is on it, The seas and all that is in them. You give life to all of them And the heavenly host bows down before You."
Plural bets earth would be there instead of earth. Genesis 1:1 "In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth."[^19]
The chance that all the languages of the world were mixed up by moving souls or perceptions throughout the multiverse. "Jehovah scattered them from there over all the surface of the earth, and they gradually left off building the city. That is why its name was called Babel, because there Jehovah had confused the language of all the earth."—Genesis 11:8, 9.
Watching the world ending is wild. However, let me tell you a story. Matthew 5:27-28 New International Version (NIV) Adultery 27 "You have heard that it was said, 'You shall not commit adultery.'[a] 28 But I tell you that anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart..."
THIS means your thoughts transfer through to the next world, causing after-effects to your perception or soul in a different world. Wild, however, I have seen this.
Memories: I come from the Sagittarius outer edge of a world lower down the nebula column galaxy.[^20] My world has not been born yet. 1.2 billion years difference in that I recall the 6.4 billion year old Milky Way in my world. This world's galaxy is 4.4 billion years old. Watching time go backward is so odd. You realize that the end of the world is happening and nothing you do matters.
You really want to see something, check the swirl of the galaxy. Clockwise then counterclockwise with black holes 3,000, 6000, 7900 light-years away from Earth.[^21] The speculation: CERN opens up Montauk chair-like realities pushing souls through. Peace.
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The depths of despair are often the climax of heroes in their stories. My story, which I have been watching played out on hundreds of worlds being a parallel soul traveler between similar galaxies, makes me wonder. Is the anticlimax life that of a villain, and if so, what sort of a villain am I?
I did not have this issue prior to May 18, 2016. Prior to that, I was a normal person to be defined as a disabled person. However, since that date, everything has been wildly unexpected. To find mysterious history, different geography, unknown discoveries, and new technology.
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March 30, 2017 at 4:47pm
Once upon a time, ideology meant something. Since AI has taken over our computers, text messages, television programming, and storylines, the real question: have we benefited, or is it trying to cull the herd from 7.5 billion in this world down to five hundred million for the perfect zoo?
Some people do not read my posts anymore, and some read for amusement. I write this to tell you that the end of the world starts September 23, 2017,[^22] and there is nothing you can do about it. Jehovah is coming. Evil one is already fighting and being thrown out. Men are trying to fight God and the evil one. Shame is great on this world.
That a computer has taken over people's lives is something I can see. If you watch, people are on the phones—no interaction between each other. The game of life has become too boring for them. They would prefer to live in a movie afterlife game. Shame on humanity. What can a thinker, dreamer do to help this? I can point to: hey, this is going to happen whether you like it or not.
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I am writing requesting a rationale why the CIA, Army, and Social Security is predicting that there will be a 70 percent reduction in the United States population by 2025. What can I do to make myself safe? Note the data sources are all US government. http://www.deagel.com/country/United-States-of-America_c0001.aspx[^23]
March 31, 2017 at 12:11pm
In my defense, I was left unsupervised. Once you become fearless, life becomes limitless. On May 19, 2016, I was kidnapped from my world to visit several parallel worlds. I have seen history, geography, and people's personalities change. I can truly state the end of the world will happen within the next 7 years. http://www.deagel.com/.../United-States-of-America_c0001...
I can actually state that the Montauk chair project speculatively was true and that some worlds stole people, and projects for years plotting against God. I can honestly state that I am traveling again. The surprising aspect of this often sees things different from one day to the next. Yesterday, for example, a column several decades old appeared in a spot where I remembered people dancing just two weeks ago.
Abe Lincoln to me is still a senator, same as Hillary Clinton remembers.[^24] The reality that South America is 2300 miles east south of where I was, a dimming dream.
For 45 years, 3 months, 21 days, I lived on one world. Now that I have seen several, I can honestly say there is only one God.
https://www.theprose.com/post/92852/journal-of-a-wondering-mind-through-the-multiverse
[^1]: Fact check: This is a famous quote from Theodore Roosevelt's "Citizenship in a Republic" speech, delivered at the Sorbonne in Paris on April 23, 1910.
[^2]: Potential Mandela effect: The heart is indeed located on the left side of the chest, though technically it's centered with a slight tilt to the left. Some Mandela effect experiencers claim it used to be fully on the left side.
[^3]: Potential Mandela effect: Abraham Lincoln was a U.S. Representative from Illinois (1847-1849) before becoming President, not a Senator. This is a common Mandela effect claim.
[^4]: Potential Mandela effect: The U.S. population in 2016 was approximately 323 million, not 365 million as the author remembers.
[^5]: Potential Mandela effect: The spelling "dilemna" (with an 'n') is a common Mandela effect. The correct spelling has always been "dilemma" in standard dictionaries.
[^6]: Potential Mandela effect: The Milky Way galaxy rotates in one direction (clockwise when viewed from above the North Galactic Pole). The author's perception of it changing directions is not supported by astronomical observations.
[^7]: Potential Mandela effect: Hitler had blue eyes, not brown. This is documented in historical records and photographs.
[^8]: Repeated Mandela effect claim about Lincoln being a Senator rather than a Representative.
[^9]: Fact check: CERN (European Organization for Nuclear Research) operates the Large Hadron Collider. Some Mandela effect theorists believe experiments at CERN could cause reality shifts, though there is no scientific evidence supporting this claim.
[^10]: Potential Mandela effect: The correct spelling is "Skechers" (without a 't'), though many remember it as "Sketchers."
[^11]: Potential Mandela effect: The character in Wreck-It Ralph is named "Vanellope von Schweetz," though many remember her as "Penelope."
[^12]: Potential Mandela effect: Actor Bob Crane was murdered in June 1978, found beaten to death in his apartment. The author remembers multiple different scenarios of his death.
[^13]: Repeated Mandela effect claim about Lincoln being a Senator rather than a Representative.
[^14]: Fact check: The 2016 Republican National Convention was held July 18-21, 2016, in Cleveland, Ohio.
[^15]: Potential Mandela effect: The Brexit referendum was held on Thursday, June 23, 2016, with results announced June 24. The author claims to have seen different outcomes on different days.
[^16]: Potential Mandela effect: The author's understanding of geometry in different universes represents a personal Mandela effect related to the nature of spacetime.
[^17]: Fact check: Astronomers have known about the supermassive black hole at the center of the Milky Way (Sagittarius A) since at least the 1970s, with definitive evidence emerging in the 1990s.*
[^18]: Potential Mandela effect: The fictional character from H. Rider Haggard's novels is named "Allan Quatermain" (with one 'r'), though many remember it as "Quartermain" with two 'r's.
[^19]: Fact check: The author seems to be looking for the plural "earths" in Biblical passages, but the singular "earth" is consistent across translations.
[^20]: Potential Mandela effect: Some Mandela effect experiencers claim to remember Earth being located in the Sagittarius Arm of the Milky Way rather than the Orion Arm/Spur where astronomers place it.
[^21]: Potential Mandela effect: The author's claim about multiple black holes at specific distances doesn't match astronomical observations.
[^22]: Fact check: The author predicted the end of the world beginning September 23, 2017, based on interpretations of Revelation 12. This date passed without the predicted apocalyptic events.
[^23]: Fact check: Deagel.com is not an official U.S. government source. It's a military equipment tracking website that published controversial population forecasts that were later removed. These forecasts were not endorsed by the CIA, Army, or Social Security Administration.
[^24]: Potential Mandela effect: The claim that Hillary Clinton also remembers Lincoln as a Senator is unsubstantiated.
**Mandela Effect Examples:**
**Food Products**
- Cap'n Crunch or Captain Crunch
- Froot Loops or Fruit Loops
- Rice Krispies or Rice Crispy
- Tony the Tiger: black nose or blue nose
- Jif peanut butter or Jiffy peanut butter
- Oscar Mayer or Oscar Meyer
- Gorton's or Gordon's
- Cheez-It, Cheez-Itz, or Cheez-Its
- Bragg apple cider vinegar or Braggs
- Chuck E. Cheese or Chuck E. Cheese's
- Oreo Double Stuf (one "f") or Double Stuff (two "f"s)
- Chick-fil-A or Chic-fil-A
- Totino's or Tostino's
- Clif Bar or Cliff Bar
- Nestlé Quik or Nestlé Quick
- Morton Salt or Morton's Salt
- Coca-Cola Zero or Coke Zero
- Crystal Pepsi or Pepsi Clear
- Jim Beam or Jim Bean
- Johnnie Walker or Johnny Walker
- Absolut Vodka or Absolute Vodka
- VanCamp's or Van de Camp's
- Mike and Ike or Mike 'N' Ike
- Sweetarts or Sweet-Tarts
- Pixy Stix or Pixie Stix
- York Peppermint Pattie: "Taste the Sensation" or "Get the Sensation"
- Brussels sprouts or Brussel sprouts
- Turmeric or Tumeric
- Jujubes or Jujubees
- Folgers coffee or Foldgers coffee
- Hass Avocados or Haas Avocados
- Guinness or Guiness
- Sunkist: letters U & N connected or separate
- Hillshire Farm or Hillshire Farms
- Jack Link's Beef Jerky or Jack's Links Beef Jerky
**Stores & Merchandise**
- JCPenney or JCpenny
- The Home Depot or Home Depot
- Payless Shoe Source or Payless Shoe Store
- Costco or Cosco
- Skechers or Sketchers
- Febreze or Febreeze
- OxiClean or Oxy Clean
- Depend or Depends
- Herbal Essences or Herbal Essence
- Philips or Phillips
- Wite-Out or White-Out
- Sonic or Sonics
- O'Reilly or O'Reilly's
- Sally Beauty Supply or Sally's Beauty Supply
- Liquid Plumr or Liquid Plumber
- La-Z-Boy or Lay-Z-Boy
- Victoria's Secret or Victoria Secret
- Marie Callender's or Marie Calendars
- Procter & Gamble or Proctor & Gamble
- Lucky grocery store or Lucky's grocery store
- Noxzema or Noxema
- Vaseline or Vasoline
- Men's Wearhouse or Man's Warehouse
- Pantene or Panténe
**People**
- Evel Knievel or Evil Knievel
- Charles Schulz or Charles Schultz
- Sally Field or Sally Fields
- Sally Field's Oscar speech: "You like me, you really like me" or "You like me right now, you like me"
- Christopher Reeve or Reeves
- Barbra Streisand or Barbara Streisand
- Dan Aykroyd or Ackroyd
- Rod Serling or Sterling
- Bettie Page or Betty Page
- Tammy Faye Bakker or Tammy Faye Baker
- Jo-Ann Fabrics or Jo Ann's Fabrics
- Mother Teresa or Mother Theresa (and when she was made a saint)
- Jane Goodall: worked with gorillas or monkeys
- Suzanne Somers or Suzanne Summers
- Chuck Barris: dead or alive
- Madonna's real name: Madonna or Louise Maria Ciccone
- Andrew Zimmern or Andrew Zimmerman
- Gaddafi or Kaddafi
- Ed McMahon: Publishers Clearing House or American Family Publishers
- Eli Whitney: African American or not
- Winona Ryder or Wynona Ryder
- Louis Armstrong or Louie Armstrong
- Jimi Hendrix or Jimmy Hendrix
- Gilbert Gottfried or Gilbert Godfrey
- Franco Columbu or Franco Columbo
**Random Changes**
- Times Square or Time Square
- Hitler's eye color: blue or brown
- JFK assassination car: 4 or 6 people
- Smithsonian Institution or Smithsonian Institute
- Coldwell Banker or Caldwell Banker
- Smokey Bear or Smokey the Bear
- Niagara Falls or Niagra Falls
- Sun color: yellow or white
- Staples logo: hook on the "L" or not
- Canon logo: fang on the "C" or not
- Monopoly Man: monocle or not
- Thomas the Tank Engine or Thomas the Train
- Crosman or Crossman air pistols
- Cliff Notes or CliffsNotes
- Daylight Saving Time or Daylight Savings Time
- "I can't believe I ate the whole thing" or "I can't believe I ate that whole thing"
- Converse Chuck Taylor star patch: inside or outside
- Ziploc Bags or ZipLock Bags
- Duracell Bunny or only Energizer Bunny
- Energizer Bunny battery: back or side
- John Deere or John Deer
- Car mirrors: "objects in mirror are closer than they appear" or "may appear closer"
- Kelley Blue Book or Kelly's Blue Book
- Google logo: upper-case G or lower-case g
- Sherwin Williams or Sherman Williams
- Scotchgard or ScotchGuard
- Skunk: number of stripes
- Adidas or Addidas
- Stay Puft Marshmallow Man or Stay Puff Marshmellow Man
- Roman numeral IV or llll
- "Milk, it does a body good" or "Milk, it does the body good"
- "This is your brain on drugs" ad: which version
- "Charlie bit my finger" viral video: exact quote
**Logos & Dashes**
- USPS logo: A or lambda
- U-Haul, FedEx, Kit-Kat, K-Mart, Coca-Cola: dash or not
**Famous Paintings & Art**
- Mona Lisa: smile or not
- American Gothic: woman's gaze direction
- The Last Supper: chalice or clear glasses
- The Thinker statue: hand on chin or forehead
- King Henry painting: holding a turkey leg or not
- Lincoln Memorial: both hands open or one clenched
- The Picture of Dorian Gray or The Portrait of Dorian Gray
- Vitruvian Man: 4 or 6 arms
- Sistine Chapel: God's hand reaching down or Adam's hand higher
**Car Logos**
- Volkswagen logo: V and W connected or separated
- Volkswagen or Volkswagon
- Ford logo: curly Q or not
- Volvo: with or without the Aero
- Alfa Romeo or Alfa Romero
**Spelling Variations**
- Dilemma or Dilemna
- Definitely or Definately
- Liquefy or Liquify
- Raccoon or Racoon
- A lot or alot
- Banana or Bananna
- Barbecue or Barbeque
- Refrigerator or Refridgerator
- Caesar or Ceasar
- Marshmallow or Marshmellow
- Parmesan or Parmesean/Parmigian/Parmagiana
**Movies & Quotes**
- Tom Cruise in Risky Business: sunglasses or not
- Wizard of Oz: "Fly my pretties" or not; "We're not in Kansas anymore" or "I don't think we're in Kansas anymore"
- Star Wars: "Luke, I am your father" or "No, I am your father"
- C-3PO: one silver leg or not
- Forrest Gump: "Life is like a box of chocolates" or "Life was like a box of chocolates"
- Forrest Gump or Forest Gump
- Field of Dreams: "If you build it, he will come" or "If you build it, they will come"
- Mr. Rogers: "It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood" or "this neighborhood"
- Jaws: "We're going to need a bigger boat" or "You're going to need a bigger boat"
- Jaws poster: bite out of the word or not
- Snow White: "Mirror mirror on the wall" or "Magic mirror on the wall"
- James Bond (Moonraker): Dolly with braces or not
- E.T.: "Phone home" or "Home phone"
- Sinbad as a genie movie or not
- I Love Lucy: "Lucy, you got some splainin' to do" or not
- Star Trek: "Beam me up, Scotty" or not
**Other Notable Mandela Effects**
- Nelson Mandela: died in prison or not
- Berenstain Bears or Berenstein Bears
- Moonraker: Dolly's braces
- Forrest Gump quote: "is" or "was"
- Ford logo: circle on the "F" or not
- Chick-fil-A or Chic-fil-A
- VW logo: line between V and W or not
- Looney Tunes or Looney Toons
- Froot Loops or Fruit Loops
- New Zealand's location: northeast or southeast of Australia
- Traffic lights: red on top or green on top
- King James Bible changes
- JCPenney or JCPenny
- Sex and the City or Sex in the City
- Earth's circumference: 40,000 km or 42,000 km
- Hillary Clinton or Hilary Clinton
**The Mandela Effect and The Wizard of Oz: A Twisted Tale of Alternate Realities**
Who remembers the movie Gremlins, Where one of them are called SPIKE?
Says it’s never been spike it is “STRIPE”
I for one remember the gremlin being called Spike
“it’s off to work we go” but now - “it’s home to work we go”
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/UNSw0OW4lfk
black tip of a tail or not?
to be honest I do not know. I do not watch pokemon..
If you build it HE or THEY will come?
Fruit Loops or Froot Loops?
Sweet DREAMS are made of THIS or THESE?
"Toto, I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore."
or
"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Toto,"
I dont know where I am in the multiverse today.. But my monkeys fly my prettier fly.. not just fly fly fly.. https://www.thevintagenews.com/2022/06/23/margaret-hamilton-sesame-street/?fbclid=IwAR00SEsL7dMzrF8UCgEs09lHmsDsMf_p_Js2Qn-3iL5RaYswEO6QzkxR_gI
Fly Fly - OR Fly my pretties FLY..
The fun question for NRA and everyone else.. What happened to the gun when he went with the flying monkeys and did they just fly fly fly or fly my pretties fly... which do you remember?
https://www.cbr.com/wizard-of-oz-scarecrow-gun The Tin Man is holding a giant pipe wrench and his signature axe, the Lion has a hug net and bug spray, while the Scarecrow has a walking stick and a silver six-shooter. There is no explanation for why the characters are suddenly brandishing weapons, which vanish in the following scenes just as quickly as they arrived. https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1352014721942818826 the classic question if this is real.. What else is real? And why is this picture or photo here and not everywhere else? NRA supports wizard of oz.. the wicked disney witch in the white house is after your kids..
When you grew up in a rough neighorhood.
22.(Celebrity Singer name change.)Reba McIntyre/Reba McEntire https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1499&dat=19940521... 23.(Celebrity Chef name change.)Gordon Ramsey/Gordon Ramsay https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=2706&dat=20090318... 24.(Celebrity Chef name change.)Andrew Zimmerman/Andrew Zimmern https://www.google.com/#q="andrew+zimmerman" 25.(Composer name change.)Hans Zimmerman/Hans Zimmer https://www.google.com/#q="hans+zimmerman" 26.(Celebrity Singer name change.)Barbara Streisand/Barbra Streisand https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1755&dat=19840723... 27.(Celebrity Singer name change.)Bruce Springstein/Bruce Springsteen https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1916&dat=19810810... 28.(Cereal name change.)Fruit Loops/Froot Loops https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1957&dat=19980916... 29.(T.V Show name change.)Looney Toons/Looney Tunes https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=2457&dat=19910816... 30.(T.V Show name change.)Merry Melodies/Merrie Melodies (Couldn't find a good article, but it's still considered a change.) 31.(Candy bar name change.)1000 Grand Bar/100 Grand Bar (Couldn't find a good article, but it's still considered a change.) 32.(Restaurant name change.)Crispy Cream/Krispy Kreme https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=968&dat=20050920... 33.(Restaurant name change.)Chic-Fil-A/Chik-Fil-A/Chick-Fil-A https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=375&dat=20030129... https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1817&dat=19941103... 34.(Product name change.)Depends Adult Diapers/Depend Adult Diapers https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1346&dat=19921129... 35.(Store logo change.) Some people remember the Target logo differently, having two outer circles that are no longer there. What do you think? http://www.logospike.com/.../2014/11/Target_logo-6.png 36.(Car logo change.)Some say the Ford logo changed, the curly looking thing on the F being new. What do you think http://www.car-brand-names.com/.../2015/07/Ford-emblem.jpg 37.(Car logo change.)Some say the Volkswagen logo changed, the V and W now separate, while they used to be merged. What do you think? https://upload.wikimedia.org/.../2000px-Volkswagen_logo... 38.(Car logo change.)Some say the Volvo logo changed, the arrow not being there. What do you think? http://thenewswheel.com/.../themes/patterns/timthumb.php... 39.(Movie Quote change.)"Luke, I am your father."/"No, I am your father." https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1980&dat=19970330... 40.(Movie Quote change.)"Warriors, come out and play."/"Warriors, come out to play."41.(Movie Quote change.)"Do you feel lucky? Well do you punk?"/"Do I feel lucky? Well do you punk?" (Articles not talking about the right topic.) 42.(Movie Quote change.)"If you build it, they will come."/"If you build it, he will come." https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=799&dat=19950810... 43.(Movie Quote change.)"Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain."/"Pay no attention to that man behind the curtain." https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1320&dat=19901130... 44.(Movie Quote change.)"Mrs. Robinson, are you trying to seduce me?"/"Mrs. Robinson, you're trying to seduce me. Aren't you?" https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=348&dat=20030302... 45.("Made Up" Movie Quote)"Me Tarzan, you Jane." isn't really a line in the Tarzan movie. https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=888&dat=19751107... 46.(Movie Quote change.)"Fly my pretties."/"Fly! Fly! Fly!" (No news articles, but it's still considered a change.) 47.(Movie name change.)Interview With A Vampire/Interview With The Vampire https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1454&dat=19930129... 48.(Movie name change.)Mommy Dearest/Mommie Dearest https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1499&dat=19910904... 49.(Movie name change.)The Candidate/The Campaign (No articles, but it's still considered a change.) 50.(Movie name change.)The Rum Diaries/The Rum Diary https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1350&dat=20031120... 51.("Made Up" Movie Quote.)"Beam me up Scotty" isn't actually said in Star Trek. https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1310&dat=20050721... 52.(Movie Quote change.)"Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?"/"Magic mirror on the wall, who is the fairest one of all?" https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=2199&dat=19920301... 53.(New Geography.)Some don't remember the Southern Ocean (No news articles on this specific topic.) 54.(Fictional Character name change.)Smokey The Bear/Smokey Bear https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=932&dat=19761109... 55.(Store name change.)Home Depot/The Home Depot https://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1350&dat=20031209... 56.(New T.V Shows.)You might remember The Brady Bunch, but some don't remember The Brady Brides, The Bradys, The Brady Bunch Variety Hour, and The Brady Kids Cartoon existing.
The Moment that woke me me up to this phenomenon was the scene from James Bond Moonraker and the scene with Jaws and the girl with the ponytail and braces on her teeth - only now she isn’t wearing any braces. This is what connected the scene with Jaws metal mouth and the braced girl being compatible and falling for one another. If you search long enough you can find residual evidence of the changes. A good example is the Voltzwagen logo. I remembered the Beasty Boys from the 80’s wearing them as medallions and if you go and find their old music videos they STILL have the old JOINED VW logo around their necks. Same is true of Sally Fields (now Sally Field). Some old film listings still have her down as “Fields”.
he Olympic is now the Britannic and the Britannic is now the Olympic🤯🤯🤯
BIG ME for me. What do you guys remember. Back in 2000 the Russian Submarine the Kursk sank and rescue efforts came from all over the world to help get the sub to the surface before they all died on board. They found that the entire SUB HAD FLOODED with NO SURVIVORS, I repeat, NO SURVIVORS. But in this timeline there were dozens of men who survived. I remember the Americans heard a knocking from the inside of the sub but when they got into it, it was only something metal clanging on the wall. Russia had nearly a week or mourning the loss of ALL ON BOARD. What do you guys remember. I watched this rescue effort for days and days. I KNOW what I remember.
https://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/topic/nibiru-planet?from=mdr Wonderful India is showing topic of Planet X.. Media is silent in US.. meaning? what will happen? https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1443957814094467091 planet x https://sciquest.org/a-supermassive-black-hole-is-now-facing-earth/ PBC J2333.9-2343 is approximately 11,507,747,240,000,000 miles away from us (with all zeros). This is equivalent to about 11.5 quadrillion miles. https://www.minds.com/Talon123/?query=mandelaeffect https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1297926310407966731 Black hole https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1489062456369090563 #mandelaeffect https://mixed-news.com/en/nuloupe-ar-magnifying-glasses-announced/ https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1438282257545564163 alternative https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ooGVDjXFbJk https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1437276993467977742 #flatearth We live in a simulator.. and the eye see what the simulator wants to be seen. Multiverse Theory - the idea that there may be multiple parallel universes - https://arxiv.org/abs/0906.2718 Simulation Theory - the possibility that we are all living in a computer simulation - https://arxiv.org/abs/1210.1847 Time Travel - the possibility of traveling through time either forwards or backwards - https://arxiv.org/abs/1307.2541 Dark Energy - the unknown force causing the universe's accelerating expansion - https://arxiv.org/abs/astro-ph/0601001 String Theory - a theoretical framework attempting to reconcile general relativity and quantum mechanics - https://arxiv.org/abs/hep-th/0409174 Wormholes - hypothetical openings in space-time that could allow for faster-than-light travel - https://arxiv.org/abs/gr-qc/0405068 Quantum Entanglement - the phenomenon where particles can be connected across any distance in space - https://arxiv.org/abs/quant-ph/0103053 Black Holes - extremely dense objects in space where gravity prevents anything from escaping - https://arxiv.org/abs/gr-qc/9712019 Antimatter - particles that are the opposite of normal matter, with opposite charge and spin - https://arxiv.org/abs/2001.11290 Parallel Dimensions - the possibility that there may be other dimensions beyond the three we experience - https://arxiv.org/abs/hep-ph/9508406
https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1437276993467977742 #flatearth https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1443957814094467091 planet x https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1437276993467977742 flat earth https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1352014721942818826 #mandelaeffect https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1438282257545564163 alternative https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1386019473999269905 #bloodmoon NASA fake photos and other stories https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1484989982987784208 #NASA https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1506626465771294737
https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1437276993467977742 #flatearth https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1386019473999269905 #bloodmoon
Name of the franchise. Many people remember the name of the franchise as "Looney Toons," but it is actually "Looney Tunes." The "Toons" was added later, in the 1940s.
The spelling of "Jif." Many people remember the peanut butter brand as "Jiffy," but it is actually "Jif." The "Jiffy" spelling was a popular misspelling that was eventually adopted by the company.
The color of Tweety Bird's feet. Many people remember Tweety Bird's feet as being yellow, but they are actually white. This is because the yellow feet were a popular misconception that was perpetuated by merchandise and coloring books.
The order of the words in the line "Mirror, mirror on the wall." Many people remember the Evil Queen's line in Snow White as "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?" However, the actual line is "Magic mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?"
The death of Nelson Mandela. Many people remember Nelson Mandela dying in prison in the 1980s, but he actually died in 2013. This is a common Mandela Effect because Mandela was a very prominent figure in the 1980s, and many people were aware of his imprisonment.
https://phys.org/news/2022-09-mandela-effect-bizarre-phenomenon-false.html New study seeks to explain the 'Mandela Effect', the bizarre phenomenon of shared false memories https://english.news.cn/20220927/d14545d853274974b5507baf633c0fd6/c.html Chinese astronomers detect non-accreting neutron star using LAMOST https://www.healthline.com/health/full-moon-effects How Does a Full Moon Affect Our Physical and Mental Well-Being? Blood moons, black holes, and Mandela effect?? Blood moons - well will it occur November 2nd or 7th? https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1386019473999269905 black hole which is the closest one? 960, 645, or closer light years away? https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1297926310407966731Mandela effect - how many do you recognize? https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1352014721942818826 https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/to-watch-the-walking-tree-and-the-moving-mountain-is-wild-th-1020330370164928512
https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/to-travel-broadens-one-mind-to-be-kidnapped-from-ones-own-ro-1098900263808552960
That humanities fringe elements have been moving between worlds since January 7th has come home. That I should have watched Resident Evil June 6th 2016. And have written that I was excited to watch it in December, January 8th, then January 19th, and finally caught up with the movie on Janaury 27 here in Bolivia proves to me that I am being mind swapped rather rapidly.
Mandela effect on the Trump presidency is harsh. His total cabinet needs to relearn their history, and current affairs. Meaning their minds all of them has been swapped out with another person who has a close approximation history but a completely different thought process.
What does this mean. The advisor that just spoke about a terrorist attach at Bowl state. I remember it. There was seven people murdered there. Also I remember an attack on Ohio State University recently. What does that mean. It means humanity has been swapped out.
Check this test.
My swapped mind took this in sort of like Alice in Wonderland. Curiouslier and Curiouslier what changes to expect and how to understand they took up some of my days. Here are a few of those items which I know are considered Mandela Effect.
What color is your sun?
Where is South America?
Berenstain or Berenstein bears?
Mandela died in 2013 or earlier?
Where is your heart?
Where is Japan?
Where is New Zealand?
How many islands or island made up New Zealand?
Is there one Black Sea or two?
Italy is it north to south or northwardly to a southeast?
Outer Mongolia is owned by Mongolia, Russia, or China?
Sketchers or Skechers?
Abe Lincoln senator or representative?
United States of Ammerica population 365 million or 322 million or 430 million?
How many states are in the United States of America?
Then check your history. Bet some of the facts have changed. You say Abe Lincoln being a senator Hillary Clinton remembers that. I know so do I. You say Japan being off the coast of China and now it is off the coast of Korea. What has happened?
The world is different. Parallalism is a new world of travel. Cern has been turned on January 6 2017 and left to run until a fallen Angel falls through. Some how people do not read their bible correctly here. The small evil looking flying beast that come through are nothing but evil fairies. Their power is to cause pain to those that can not die. Beware for what you wish for.
Life writing essay. I use to have a pretty stable life. I would get up disabled. For I am missing my left foot. The foot died from lack of care I suppose. My right ankle died the year before. The scares are all there. They say diabetes is consuming me bit by bit sort of like the ants eat a dead elephant I would guess. The last few years I have been fighting for my eyesight. I lost both eyes to blood 2014, 2015, and 2016. The swirl was like that of a miniature galaxy spinning in my eye.
On May 18th, 2016, I went to bed in my normal fashion. I did skip Grimm the final program thinking to watch it another day. On the other hand, who would think of a world change, that I would watch it later. On May 19th, 2016, I awoke in a brand-new earth complete with a different history, colors, and geographics. This was something unknown to experience.
My swapped mind took this in sort of like Alice in Wonderland. Curiouslier and Curiouslier what changes to expect and how to understand they took up some of my days. Here are a few of those items which I know are considered Mandela Effect.
What color is your sun?
Where is South America?
Berenstain or Berenstein bears?
Mandela died in 2013 or earlier?
Where is your heart?
Where is Japan?
Where is New Zealand?
How many islands or island made up New Zealand?
Is there one Black Sea or two?
Italy is it north to south or northwardly to a southeast?
Outer Mongolia is owned by Mongolia, Russia, or China?
Sketchers or Skechers?
Abe Lincoln senator or representative?
United States of Ammerica population 365 million or 322 million or 430 million?
How many states are in the United States of America?
These are some of the questions being a multi-verse traveler you have to think about. The parallelism is such that people have lived all their existences on one planet. While other people need to realize that, their reality is not the same as those that they are speaking to.
This story begins May 19th, 2016 south of Florida. I awoke to a new reality. Some call it Mandela effect or circle of time changes. Others blame CERN, or D Wave computer, or an AI computer hooked up to MineCraft or another game.
All I can say is I am no longer with my family that I had May 18th. I am with a completely new family. Each day since then.
The reality even changes a bit more with my research or reseach depending on the universe. Montauk chairs, time travels, etc. are common talking to points to people that are missing their home and trying to get home. The point gets to a Navy base just north of Miami in a bit.
Up until May 23, I had not heard of Montauk nor its experiment. In my world the Philidelphia project was something talked about. Anyway, Montauk started a long evil tale.
The first time hearing about the Montauk chair, there were only to be one of these out of New Jersey with 27 frequency chairs spread throughout the US. This tale had it that if there was more than one, the time frequency would get all screwed up. And guess what it does if you follow the story line with me.
The second time I heard or read about the Montauk chair the story changed and of course I was not in the same reality as the day before. In that reality there were three chairs. One in England for whatever reason, two in the US. Guess the Navy base north of Miami has a chair. Anyway, that timeline was screwed up a bit. Meaning more Mandela effect people were talking about CERN, etc.
The third time I heard or listened to the tale, there were five time machines. Two in the US, one England, one or three in Japan, and China had recently attained one via something dealing with 2012 and an expected end of the world scenario. I wrote Peter Moon, Duncan Camero, and two others about this, and their reply was to stay in one place to be silent and stare at a candle to concentrate on staying in one place. I wish I would have listened that day.
Because things just got worse, and worse. Then there were seven time machines. Threee Japan, two US, one England, and one China and a war broke out. Crime, people being evil, an attempt upon my life, head aches until I gave up Facebook and searching for a way home. By that time, there were seven confirmed time machines running and Mandela effect was skipping things around. Meaning Jiffy or Jiff, etc. Then it happened the story line changed dramatically.
The Germans in some timeline won World War II. They had a time machine also. The Chinese attacked the three Japanese time machines and then Japan cars, and economic interests in Bolivia started to disappear being replaced by China. Meaning instead of Japan Toyato, there is a company called China Motor which to my knowledge in my world could not make a engine design to function at this altitude.
The Montauk project according to some history lines ended 83, or 84. Which was then picked up by the Navy in 90. The Chinese attacked the Japanese time machines locked in three underground bases per conspiracy radio. And that is when China started to replace all the past history with their own.
Example Mount Illimani in Bolivia has been searched for years for gold. Guess what happened 9 months prior to me ending up on this timeline. The Chinese found gold or some type of material they are digging it out of the mountain and Bolivia is not making a profit from it. The Japanese car market has slumped or disappeared here and now all is China new cars.
The evilness of Montauk the Germans evidently are influencing sometime portals. Per the story line they fought Christ murdering him on their timeline. Their future believe it or not makes the Greys which come back in time because they can no longer clone themselves.
How does the murder of Christ occur one asks. First attempt is little kids being sent in the past to try to murder Christ. The one or two bible lines about Christ saying to let the little ones come to me is the reference in the bible supposedly on this attempt. The second attempt is to switch minds of adults who are happening nowadays. ie If you think you are saved you might not be. ie. You saved your body, your spirit but having to be switched mentally, the new body you are in might not be saved. ie they are using your body and mind to attempt an assanation on Christ. Thus the line they will knock saying they prophesied in your name. And Christ response I know you not.
That is evil one. Evil two in 83 the reason Bigfoot showed up was because those timelines were going to steal someone else chair. In fact, they did or at least, some of the timelines succeed and blanked out the minds of the people supposedly responsible for the project. ie this is why Al, Duncan, etc. remember parts of their lives is their memory swipe was not done in their world, but in another universe and their frequencies are different allowing them to remember certain fact's details, etc.
Evil three nanobots are being used to quantum level. Change your body. I know this odd but evidently the tgoal is a superhuman. Which they accomplish to an extent but not to immortality. Meaning this timeline if the story is correct also ends up with people not being able to breed only to clone and dies out after a long time.
Evil four Al story and the Windfinders which represent an AI computer or D Wave computer attempting to change history so that humanity does not die out again due to murdering Christ, which is spirituality and or sexuality if you listen to enough of these videos. Evidently, there is a third plan one super humans to fight two attempts on Christ's life, and a third which must succeed because the Windfinders are there but their story line does not tell how they succeed or why. And thus is my story of a Florida Navy base north of Miami.
This Mandela effect has to do with major history changes. Concerning Phoenicians. Basically now Israel is part of them so is Moab. And in this timeline Moabites survived Moses btw. However I find this strange with Phoenicians being now all of cannon instead I remember them being northern Syria and in turkey right bordering Greece and Israel being a huge kingdom bordering Egypt and Phoenicia to the north. Now this is a bunch of different kingdoms and history mess
Mandela Effect
Mandela Effect has taken over my life
America used to be right above South America
North America what happened to you
dare you to think outside the realm of one-world
eternity is existing with parallel worlds'
live activity with merit in all of them
America are you ready for a chance to change
effect of Mandela Berenstein or Berenstain
Fearing that Japan is at present next to Korea not China
Forcing yourself to realize New Zealand is at the moment two islands not one
estimating world populations and chances that the changes mean something
time is space divided by light frequency everything is vibration.
#poem
No monocle in this realities monopoly
Once upon a time in the grand city of Monopolis, there lived a well-known and affluent gentleman named Mr. Moneypenny. He was known far and wide for taste, sophisticated, and of course, his signature style of always wearing a monocle.
Mr. Moneypenny had his empire on the foundations of Monopoly, the renowned board game that had captured the hearts and people across the globe. With his remarkable business acumen and an astute understanding of the game's principles, he had accumulated vast amounts of wealth and property, earning him the title of "The Monopoly Man."
Clad in his tailored suit, top hat, and never without his trusty monocle, Mr. Moneypenny strolled streets of Monopolis, overseeing his many towering skyscrapers and bustling streets. The citizens and respected him, for he brought prosperity and an air of elegance to their beloved city.
One day, while surveying his properties, Mr. Moneypenny stumbled upon an old dilapidated building near the center of town an abandoned theater that had once been a cornerstone of Mon' scene. A pang of nostalgia washed over him, reminding him of the lively performances and joy-filled audiences that once graced its halls.
Driven by his generous nature and a desire to restore the city's cultural heritage, Mr. Moneypenny decided to purchase the old theater and transform it into something marvelous. He called upon renowned architects, designers, and visionaries to breathe new life into the forgotten gem and restore its former glory.
Under Mr. Moneypenny's guidance, the theater underwent a dramatic transformation. The dull, weathered exterior was replaced with grandiose marbled columns, sparkling chiers fit for most breathtaking performances. The theater was christened "The Monocle Playhouse" as a testament to Mr. Moneypenny's distinctive style.
The Monocle Playhouse soon became the epicenter of art and culture, drawing in artists, actors, and audiences from and wide. It hosted mesmerizing plays, musicals, and thought-provoking performances that enthralled the city's residents. The Monoc was not just a theater; it became a symbol of Mr. Moneypenny's benevolence and love for his community.
As time passed, the Monocle Playhouse's success continued to soar. It became a beacon of inspiration for aspiring artists, a gathering place for those seeking refuge from the world, and a testament Mr. Moneypenny's dedication and vision.
Decades later, in the history books of Monopolis, Mr. Moneypenny's lived on as a true testament to the power of one man's passion, generosity, and for his city. The Monopoly Man, with his monocle perched perfectly, stayed etched in the hearts and minds of the people. And the Monocle Playhouse, tall and proud in Monopolis, remained a cherished symbol of unity, creativity, and the enduring legacy of Mr. Moneypenny.
Paul was pointing down now he has a cigarette
So speaking on the 3000 versus 10 to the power of 192 which equates to Drakes parallelism. First you have to realize this equation is crude but close Space ie mass ie reality equals light frequency squared multiplied by time. That defines where you are. ie meaning the light frequency for each world is different just like personalities. Monday when I arrived in La Paz buildings were white, Wednesday when I went down to La Paz buildings were blue, today roof tops that I am looking at from porch for three years almost have turned green. ie each world has a different mood, different color scheme. This is a working speculation. Next each world meaning I have played where is waldo the earth today moves the spirit or soul of myself to a different location. I can read that from this earth I can see 3000 plus stars. Speculation each star is looking at this earth pattern and see me. Someone of those planets is typing this exact message or speculative the AI is moving a complete data dump each time my soul moves to a new earth. Either way there are many worlds so similar unless you paid attention to small details like paint splashes or your glasses scratches, or how many posts there are in a fence you are not going to notice difference. Speculative yes. However this working hypothesis has validation in my mind for several experiences that I have had. The question of why is this happening. biblical there are several mentions of different earths. Starting Gods speaking to themselves, heavens and earths along with the seas being created,
The tower of Babel instead of making each person learn a new language they speaking plural mixed the languages from different earths as a group of people, that he can do it for one person if you read Saul first king of Israel had his heart changed. Bets if you asked him something else changed also. Source bible read it. Believe in Jesus Christ. Do good, be good. So this could be Daniel 7 when someone is challenging God about who reigns on the throne of David. The awkwardness is Psalms 2 3 speaks about this. The dreams I had when this first happened ie a planet falling away from the sun freezing, and a planet falling into the sun making this a water world were pretty detailed for a guy who just wanted to write poetry. So, that brings us to the potential of Montauk chair where they tried to murder Jesus Christ in his time frame and plot to murder Jesus Christ by swapping out minds and having those people reflexes kill Christ without thinking.. ie super soldiers. speculative however their stories if you read them from each world I have visited they add something enough to make me believe that that is possible. Speculative two DWAVE computers interaction between the worlds wrote this one when my mind was more there then here. Some hacker playing one of the games not realizing multi earths asks a question to play a game or scenario with the best or who could win this game scenario. when done he or she did not return the best people because he or she did not realize they had moved minds from planet one to planet two. Why are we moving then.. because each code on the dwave computer time frame is happening at a different time. meaning whomever asked the question might have done it five years ago, to last 10 minutes on this or another world. Example championship basketball game planet one bob best player versus jill from planet 1 however earth 123 time frame happens and I ended up on a planet with 6 billion people with skyscrapers and luxury. since then I have bounced around in accordance to when who ever asked that or what ever question to their planet. speculative again however it holds that each planet now seems to have dwave computers running communicating with one another somehow over 80000 light years away, since my mind moves around 1 to 3 am and I awake in a new earth that is faster than light speed movement. speculative. I am interested in hearing other thoughts.. speculative someone is at the well of souls in israel chanting against God and my spirit died on my world and could not go into the well of soul was bounced to a different planet due to bible wise each mind shall return to their bodies meaning I lived a lot of years on a planet my soul might not have been from. speculative
Writer a passionate explorer of the intricacies of memory and perception, delves into the fascinating realm of the Mandela Effect. With a background in psychology and a keen interest in cultural phenomena, he weaves together personal anecdotes and insightful research to illuminate how collective misremembering shapes our reality. Author's unique perspective not only captivates readers but also prompts a deeper reflection on the nature of truth and memory in our ever-evolving world.
Table of Contents
1. Introduction to the Mandela Effect
(1) - What is the Mandela Effect?
(2) - Historical Context of the Term
(3) - Psychological Explanations
2. Origins and Memorable Examples
(1) - Nelson Mandela: The Namesake
(2) - Iconic Product Misrememberings
(3) - Celebrity Deaths and Their Impact
3. Mechanisms Behind False Memories
(1) - Cognitive Psychology and Memory Formation
(2) - The Role of Social Influence
(3) - Confirmation Bias and Its Effects
4. Cultural Impact of the Mandela Effect
(1) - Influence on Popular Media
(2) - Internet and Social Media's Role
(3) - The Effect on Collective Memory
5. Case Studies of the Mandela Effect
(1) - The Berenstain Bears vs. Berenstein Bears
(2) - Curious George's Tail Controversy
(3) - The Monopoly Man and His Monocle
6. Analyzing Collective Memory Phenomena
(1) - The Nature of Collective Memory
(2) - How It Differs from Individual Memory
(3) - Dynamics of Groupthink
7. The Role of Technology in Shaping Memory
(1) - The Internet as a Memory Tool
(2) - The Archive of Forgotten Realities
(3) - Digital Alterations and Deepfakes
8. Alternative Explanations and Theories
(1) - Parallel Universes and Dimensional Shifts
(2) - Government Manipulation Theories
(3) - Cultural Shifts and Evolution of Ideas
9. The Intersection of Memes and Memory
(1) - Viral Memes and Collective Misremembrance
(2) - The Psychology of Meme Culture
(3) - When Memes Become Mainstream Beliefs
10. Pop Culture and the Mandela Effect
(1) - Film and Television: Misremembered Lines
(2) - Music Lyrics That Fans Can't Agree On
(3) - The Influence of Nostalgia
11. Implications for Society and Reality
(1) - Mistrust in Information Sources
(2) - The Fluidity of Reality Perception
(3) - Navigating Truth in Modern Society
12. Future of the Mandela Effect
(1) - Trends in Memory Research
(2) - Potential New Examples Emerging
(3) - The Evolution of Collective Consciousness
13. Engaging with the Mandela Effect Community
(1) - Online Forums and Discussion Groups
(2) - Events and Meetings for Enthusiasts
(3) - Sharing Personal Experiences
14. The Ethics of Memory and Reality
(1) - Ethical Considerations in Memory Research
(2) - The Morality of Altering Memories
(3) - Responsibilities in Sharing Information
15. Conclusion: Living with the Mandela Effect
(1) - Accepting the Subjectivity of Memory
(2) - The Ongoing Fascination with Misremembering
(3) - Embracing Diversity in Perceptions of Reality
1. Introduction to the Mandela Effect
What is the Mandela Effect?
The Mandela Effect is a fascinating phenomenon where a significant number of people remember an event or fact differently than how it actually occurred. This term originated from the widespread belief that Nelson Mandela died in prison in the 1980s, despite the reality that he was released in 1990 and passed away in 2013. Such collective misremembering raises intriguing questions about the nature of memory and how it can be distorted or influenced by external factors. It makes us wonder how our personal experiences and shared cultural narratives shape our understanding of history.
Exploring the implications of collective misremembrance, we can see how it challenges our understanding of reality itself. When large groups of people recall events incorrectly, it points to potential flaws in our cognitive processes and suggests that memories may not be as reliable as we believe. This observation has significant implications for conspiracy theorists, who often argue that there can be agendas behind the collective remembering or forgetting of historical events. It opens the door to discussions about alternate realities, parallel universes, or simply the power of suggestion and mass psychology shaping our perceptions of truth.
To delve deeper into the Mandela Effect, consider how the narratives we create can influence our beliefs and perspectives. Whether regarding pop culture references, historical events, or even the details of everyday life, these shared memories highlight the fragility of memory itself. Keeping an open mind about what we think we know can be crucial. Engaging in discussions and exploring different perspectives can help sharpen our understanding and bring clarity to our collective experiences.
Personal Account of Possible Mandela Effect Experiences
Original author: Clinton Siegle
Online presence found at:
http://effettomandela.blogspot.com/2017/01/testimonianza-di-clinton-siegle.html
http://www.hdrusers.com/Steven_Gibbs_HDR.htm
https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/5esfix/the_truth_behind_the_mandela_effect/
The oddity of life and storytelling is something different. If you are expecting a hero in this story, I have yet to meet one. On May 18th of 2016, my biggest thought for adventure was to finish a translation of a book of poems from Spanish and Aymara into English. My goal, being disabled and blind, was to win a poetry prize for translating (with permission from the author) a Bolivian poetry book.
On May 19th, something occurred which changed my life totally. I awoke in my normal way and was told I was taking my mother-in-law to the doctors for chemotherapy. This was new and noisy to me, meaning there were arguments and discussions with the kids whom I could hear but hadn't an idea about. This was not my plan for the day. However, being me, I got up and proceeded to shower and get dressed.
My first clue that I wasn't awakening in my universe was when I was given my socks. They were new to me. To those who do not understand, I am a lonely person. My computer, dog, and socks are often all I have in this world to keep me sane. Anyway, the conversation went something like this:
"When did I get new socks?"
Reply from a woman who is my body's wife: "You have always had them."
I did not understand and said as much. Going outside to catch a van to the downtown hospital, I was in for a complete surprise. There were many vans, older but newer vans. You see, in my reality and universe, there are fewer vans. The driving time for our appointment was longer, and the inside of the van could fit 17 people comfortably. I did not understand. In my world, it is always crowded and at most 12 people could fit into the van.
We got to the hospital, and like the week before, I went to sit. There was a paper wall which had been set up. The lights were turned on, and the waiting room was full. To clarify, in my world, I have been going to these appointments for three weeks, and the waiting room has always been empty and dark. Being blind and having eye problems with light, I could accept the darkness. Now, with a waiting room full of expecting mothers instead of being alone, I was more than a bit confused.
I sat down and was in marvel at what I saw. The number of pregnant and seemingly beautiful women in Bolivia was highly increased. Not saying I am from an ugly planet, but to be honest, yes. There are exceptions to everything, but that day, Bolivian women were exceptionally beautiful. I watched in fascination the lines and lights along with a new room that appeared to be a prenatal ward being opened where only a dark room was before. I could not believe this. I thought I must be sleeping or, well, nothing wrong was going on so who cares?
[Note: The author repeats a paragraph here in the original, which I've removed in this edit.]
My mother-in-law showed up. We left early. In the street, we had some difficulty. The taxi drivers wanted 15 Bolivianos instead of 10 Bolivianos, which was the normal price for a ride from there to the US embassy. You say 87 cents, what is the big deal? It is a big deal to my mother-in-law. We argued with five different taxi drivers before she paid, and we went to the embassy.
At the embassy, I was about to panic a bit more. Instead of a nice, broad ten-story building, I was confronted when getting out of the taxi with a 13-story building, narrow and not wide. The windows, instead of being wide and welcoming, were narrow and like arrow ports of a castle.
I know you are thinking, "What is the big deal? You miscounted, and windows versus narrow windows are easy to mistake." In my universe, we live on the ring of volcanoes, and the highest structure in La Paz is limited by law due to earthquakes to nothing above a certain height[^1], and all the buildings that I could see broke at that moment.
[^1]: Fact check: La Paz, Bolivia does have building height restrictions due to the city's high altitude and geological factors, though specific height limits vary by zone. The city is located in a seismically active region near the Andes mountains.
Going into my appointment, I was in for a surprise. My therapist's office decor was all switched. Instead of light blue, I was staring at a dark-red office. You say she could have bought all new furniture? I felt like you for a moment. Then I sat down and looked at the seat. This was my fifteenth time there, and the seat cover had a hole in it. You know the one you look at when you are bored and wonder how it ever got there. Well, thinking that she got all new furniture, I looked. The hole was there. A practically perfect match nearly.
To say that I was a bit nervous is to say the least. I practice a form of meditation, which helped me survive some nearly impossible life situations which I will talk about later. At that moment, even that was a bit more than I could handle. You know how your stomach clenches tight, and your body feels like it is out of place? That was me. I am not a hero. I live for stories and reading. What adventure was I going to have here in this new world?
After my mother-in-law had had her turn, it was my turn for therapy for my stump. Now in Bolivia, I am told to do this and that. Meaning life for a partially blind white guy from Lame Deer, Montana is pretty simple. You do what you are told and life continues, and it has been getting better. Now in my world, satire is my life. No one understood me, but I could be who I was and no one pestered me. Nor was my joking unacceptable to people. Meaning I wore them down with a constant way of being truthful but in a satirical way.
Being unsure what to do, I was me. Now I am not so sure about that day or the person who helped me (this being her sixteenth time), but we laughed, we joked, and I thought all was good. I said you have to know me to understand me, but after leaving that place my mother-in-law took me aside and told me, in no uncertain terms, I was not to do what I exactly did. Since I had just done what I normally did, I was totally unprepared to be told by a lovely mother-in-law that I had hurt her feelings and such.
We then went behind the US embassy, which was cemented walls with an iron fence gated on top of it. If you are from my world, you would understand that the statement I just made makes no sense whatsoever. We are the US. We fear no one. To hide behind a cement wall, yes, but to put up an additional seven-foot iron fence for what purpose? We own the world. We fear no one.
[Note: This perception of the US Embassy's security features represents a potential Mandela effect. In reality, US embassies worldwide have implemented significant security measures since the 1998 embassy bombings in Africa, including perimeter walls, barriers, and fencing.]
Getting behind the embassy, we had problems catching a taxi home. Evidently, what had cost me personally last week 15 BS and my mother-in-law remembering it cost her 10 BS now cost us 18 BS after arguing with three taxi drivers.
Getting home, I called my dog. Now Ben is a great dog, knows a lot of tricks, and comes when called. This dog did not come to me. He ignored me and went to his mother who called him Pancho (for Sancho Panza, Don Quixote's sidekick). You ask how do I know? I had to ask her why "Pancho." The answer: "Don Quixote's friend, of course," being informed by my body's wife.
[Note: Another possible Mandela effect - the author remembers his dog being named "Ben," while in this reality, the dog is called "Pancho" after Sancho Panza from Don Quixote. The correct character name is "Sancho" Panza, not "Sancho" as written in the original text.]
Now at this time, I did not know my body's wife, and we were not enjoying each other's company. In my world, I could kiss my wife and smack her ass, and she would laugh with a laughter that I enjoyed hearing. The look that woman gave me was something between mean and somewhere between "what was I doing?" That was not the last of it either. After a bit, I got a scolding.
Now this is new to me. My old wife? Not this one. This one knew what I would do, but this one did not seem to realize anything. My mother-in-law talked to her, and I got in trouble about being who I am. I sat, watched, calm, cool, collectively. I had to think before acting for something was not right. I quietly went into my room. I read a book that I have read a few dozen times before, but the great quotes that I enjoyed seemed to be missing. Meaning my book was missing meaning.
To those that knew me in high school, this should bring out some idea of how confusing this is. During high school, to keep from going insane, I read a book a day usually while going to class, playing sports, and riding a bus an hour and 15 minutes each day. That I was more concerned about my book changing than anything else that day should put you in reference as to who I was prior to this day.
The wife of the body I was in came in and said something was wrong and moved me into my kids' room upstairs from being downstairs in my room prior to me going to sleep.
Awakened May 20th with screaming from that day's wife yelling at the kids to find stuff to get ready to go to school. To recount yesterday, I heard the noises but did not understand the rationale. Today the kids evidently did not put the backpacks in their places, forgot to pack their homework, and were missing school shoes. I apparently missed this from May 19, the reason why people were being yelled at. This made no sense to me. My kids put their stuff away and kept their rooms and clothes neat due to my wife being like a drill sergeant.
The kids' room that I had fallen asleep in the night before—paint and room pictures had changed also. Exactly what changed: the paint color, a Precious Moments framed picture had moved, and instead of bears playing with hearts on the wallpaper, the bears were playing with a ball.
[Note: This appears to be another Mandela effect memory - the pattern on the wallpaper changed from bears with hearts to bears with balls.]
Now, this is a recollection that I did not write down on paper, but I was again told I was going to the hospital with my mother-in-law for her chemo treatment. Now I was confused, this being a once-a-week occurrence. I did not understand and told that day's wife that. She said "live with it," basically, and I got prepared to go.
Thinking I must have dreamed of the day before, I got ready, but I was upstairs and not down, so I had to wait for a while for things to clear out and be ready to go. Now that day, the buses were old like I remembered and new but more numerous than the day before. I started looking around the normal route instead of talking with my mother-in-law like I had done the day in the past.
I noticed things that could not be in my universe. You ask what things cannot be in my universe but are there: Buildings, roads, and more people. The day before I had not bee[n able to see these changes as clearly]
[Note: The original text appears to be cut off at the end.]
Personal Account of Possible Mandela Effect Experiences - Part 2
Original author: Clinton Siegle
Online presence found at:
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x68iyqz
March 27, 2017 at 6:20pm
Die with memories, not dreams. I would love to live a little; nevertheless, the cost of living versus my credit rating still ends up at a place of dreams. When you realize you have traveled consciousness-wise 86,000 light-years to escape your own Earth for apparently no reason, you have to ask: Why Goat world?[^1]
The only thing standing between you and your goal is that bullshit story you keep telling yourself as to why you cannot achieve it. So May 18th was the last day on my planet Earth. May 19th I was mind-swapped to a completely different world. Colors, history, geography, population—totally unique and distinct.
You say drink rum and forget. I have, and not been able to forget. https://cosmofunnel.com/poems/reptiles-parallel-universe-travel [Link appears to be incomplete in original]
Anyone else suffering from the Mandela effect[^2], let me know please. Thanks.
Let us take our hearts for a walk in the woods and listen to the magic whispers of old trees. Since my travels began, I realize something: All mountains are... are large trees fallen over.[^3]
Within our dreams and aspirations, we find our opportunities. Realization is when you are not unique. That a multiverse is true.
In Dublin in 1952, Erwin Schrödinger gave a lecture in which at one point he jocularly warned his audience that what he was about to say might "seem lunatic." He went on to assert that when his Nobel equations seem to be describing several different histories, they are "not alternatives but all really happen simultaneously." This is the earliest known reference to the many-worlds.[^4]
Never argue with stupid people because they will drag you down to their level and then beat you with experience.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Many-worlds_interpretation
To own so much
To be owned by so much
The question: do we on Earth owe so much
For wars
For famines
For plagues
For destruction
Syria flee
You are in the US of A sights again
Reality is it for a pipeline or natural gas again
In sadness money is all this war is about again
All for the root of money again
War leave Syria bank alone not owned by Rothschild alone[^5]
All this killing in Syria to be alone
Reality sadness for Syria standing almost all alone
Shame is shame evil is evil
War is both
In sewing evil
Not nice but evil
Gaining money from shame
I have noticed that my newsfeed is short jokes, humor, and conspiracies. If you have any, please post or send me a message. I miss laughter. I miss laughing. I miss the idea that Saturday Night Live makes up weird or wild ideas about ideology that does not make sense to me, so repost anything funny to my timeline please. Thanks.
As for myself, I lost my left leg to cellulitis or part of my body dying. I would think being turned into a zombie and surviving would be hilarious up to the point that now the law of gravity is sucking the energy out of me every time I fall. Work-wise, pray for me. I am on my own with a family. I need to be manly but am scared to the point that I am not sure what to do anymore.
As for finances, humor me—I am in the hole and not sure how to get out. Love life: I am extremely lucky my wife is beautiful to me. I do not know what else to say there. Kids are bored with me. The oldest is sad, the youngest is wild. So if I have a point other than the tip of my nose, please pray for me that I can man up and do what is right, and be a nice guy. Thank you...
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To realize that God tells your story, let alone multiply worlds and only cares if you are good or bad in your decision to handle the shit you are given makes this story wild. Realization: even if you won the girl, did great in all your work, made the money—none of that has any meaning. It's awkward to say the best.
Realizing that after rereading everything several times, that heaven gets full at 200 million means in this world less people are needed to make the end of the world happen. In my world, there was a bigger heaven: instead of 1500 by 1500, it was 1600 by 1600.[^6]
March 28, 2017 at 1:52am
What disturbs me most about being part of the parallel world swap and/or Mandela Effect is my soul. Prior to this misadventure, I believed I was unique—an awkward person with a disposition of a carrot. Meaning I read, I write, but seldom talk with people; dealing with people just is not my thing.
So when I say my first 60 days, I composed letters to people and expected some people to write back about "Hey, I ain't from this world and what is going on." And I got zip back without counting Peter Moon or Duncan Cameron[^7], and the rabbi said there could only be one other world. Yet mentally, I had counted by that time 85 or more.
Well, the soul disturbed is a question unanswered. I felt a bit of a loss. Meaning if spiritual leaders were not willing to consider a parallel world, much less many of them, I had to seek God. And in God, I found in his Bible many references and discussions which made more sense now that I have seen parallel worlds.[^8]
What I feared—did I lose my soul or was my conscience something evil, which is potentially still to be seen—lost its meaning after the 94th world dealt me a challenge. Either the God of my world was in all these other worlds, or I was insane. Since I had gone nuts before, I checked myself out.
Some six doctors later with prescriptions for being a "past life remembered," I figured that doctors, even when they recognize that they themselves are not from here, do not fear for their soul as I do. At that split moment, my mind realized that my heart had to be changed. What better way than to wake up in a new body each day, praying that I have a broken heart and am not rebelling against God anymore. And that, folk, is a realization most people will have to come to on their own.
[^1]: Potential Mandela effect: Reference to "Goat world" appears to be a personal designation for this alternate reality the author believes they've been transported to.
[^2]: Fact check: The Mandela Effect is a phenomenon where a large group of people remember something differently than how it occurred. The term was coined by paranormal consultant Fiona Broome in 2009 after she discovered many people believed Nelson Mandela had died in prison in the 1980s (when in fact he was released in 1990 and died in 2013).
[^3]: Potential Mandela effect: The belief that mountains are actually fallen trees is not scientifically supported but represents the author's perception of a difference between their original world and the current one.
[^4]: Fact check: Erwin Schrödinger did give lectures in Dublin in the early 1950s while working at the Dublin Institute for Advanced Studies. His ideas did influence Hugh Everett III, who later formalized the many-worlds interpretation of quantum mechanics in 1957. However, Schrödinger's exact wording as quoted here would require verification from historical records.
[^5]: Fact check: The claim about Syria's central bank not being controlled by the Rothschild family is part of a conspiracy theory that lacks factual evidence. The Syrian conflict has complex geopolitical causes beyond banking systems.
[^6]: Potential Mandela effect: The author describes a difference in the dimensions of heaven between their original world (1600 x 1600) and the current one (1500 x 1500). This appears to be a reference to Revelation 21:16, which describes the New Jerusalem. Different Bible translations describe different measurements, which could explain this perceived discrepancy.
[^7]: Fact check: Peter Moon and Duncan Cameron are names associated with the "Montauk Project" conspiracy theory, which involves claims of secret government time travel experiments. Their mention suggests the author has been reaching out to figures connected with fringe theories about parallel realities.
[^8]: Potential Mandela effect: The author suggests that Biblical passages have changed or now make more sense in light of their experiences with parallel worlds, though specific passages aren't mentioned.
Personal Account of Possible Mandela Effect Experiences - Part 3
Original author: Clinton Siegle
March 28, 2017 at 4:38pm
"Self-restraint, self-mastery, common sense, the power of accepting individual responsibility and yet of acting in conjunction with others, courage and resolution—these are the qualities which mark a masterful person. It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat."[^1]
March 28, 2013 at 3:59am
Well, it is here. I am a day and a year older. Instead of older and wiser... I am wiser and older... some thoughts that go through my head. Why is life not here the way I want it? My thoughts are that I have not been doing what I should. Looking back, I disagree—I leaped at opportunities. I excelled where others have left for greener pastures. I have boldly gone where people with less courage have not. See, I digress, sort of like Doctor Evil.
What is life but to dream and hope? To learn that those hopes were killed a long time ago by someone not so funny. Humor me, is love fraud when all the love letters are written by someone else? At times, life plays mean and cruel jokes on people, and they realize them but decide life is better without forcing the issue. Meaning I am tired at last, and being bold only gets you to places that at times are better to a point. What happens when that point is the tip of your nose? That is when life really is short-lived, and you realize: Is living a long life a blessing or a curse?
Seeing old folks' homes and realizing most if anybody that wishes you a happy birthday is dead or gone. I think I have to rethink living longer and just have more experience sooner than later. So what have I learned in all this life—short but long experience? Never to trust anyone. Find a good book and read it slowly. Remember to eat well. Always be kind and considerate. That in a nutshell, I should have stopped living back 12 years ago. Humor the lessons I have learned since then. Never trust, and forgive I could have done without I think. It makes the world a crueler place to live in, and realizing conspiracies are true at times makes you want to stop hearing about what is going on around you. Anyway, happy birthday to me; to me a happy birthday.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vzrYgDnewSI
When you are not from this world, and you wonder what the hell are you listening to... This has shown up two weeks ago... I knew the songs of my world... This, this is nothing I knew. 1.2 billion-year-old perception saying to you the world has changed. My heart was on the left side of my chest.[^2] Abe Lincoln was a senator.[^3] Population 2016: 365 million for the US.[^4] This is not my world.
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So prior to censorship, I figured the math. There are 10 to the power 197 Earth-like worlds. In one galaxy, there are 10,000 Earth-like realities so close you have to wonder about: Did that color change yesterday? Or did that word spelled today "dilemma"—spelled in your world "dilemna"—was it "dilema" the day before?[^5] The exact number is so wild you have to wonder about the meaning.
The Montauk project talks about what they did. They grabbed people's souls, to create a non-ending story to stop the end of the world. Wild. The sadness after watching the galaxy twist back and forth—meaning the galaxy goes clockwise then counterclockwise[^6]—I realize I am going back in time to a start of time where all these memories are just a scenario that will not win.
Humor, Jah or God—Jah being a new name to me—is much more than humanity. So, I only have one day on this planet. The next spirit has a day and so forth. Spirit walkers seeing the past some 1.2 billion years in the past that could not have been. Adolf Hitler had brown eyes on my world.[^7] Abe Lincoln was a senator.[^8] I know who I am. Do you know who you are?
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A speculative answer is this. There is a multiverse; the dimensional number I am guessing is somewhere between 10 to power 192 or more. The number comes from the Drake equation adding multiverses and asking the wrong question, receiving an answer which did not make sense until I realized what had happened.
The person using the simulator either at CERN,[^9] D-Wave or Google does not know the difference between exact and 100 percent replacement values in a Monte Carlo simulation question. Example: you run a simulation with everything. Note the word everything or everyone, not just your universe or a grouping of universes similar to your universe.
Somehow MineCraft and D-wave computing or CERN interacts with another universe—how or why, wrong question at present. The issue is the person realizes their mistake because they see something that should not be. Their response is to say put everything back at 100 percent. If you have ever run a Monte Carlo simulation, you realize that outliers have to be placed and positioned exactly the way they were to be running to get them back exactly in their position. Meaning exact match and 100 percent Monte Carlo simulation are two different things.
D-wave computers at max can process 10 to power of 8, meaning whoever was the analyst person screwed up and did not put everyone back where they should be. This represents the Mandela effect. Every single person realizing something different has had their mind transported to a different universe. Completely different.
This also goes along with facts and history. Examples: Skechers or Sketchers,[^10] who is the princess in Wreck-It Ralph—Penelope or Vanellope,[^11] When did Bob Crane die and how: in his sleep 1977, shot to death 1977, beaten to death with a camera pod 1978, or strangled 1979.[^12]
The timelines are so messed up several ideas are popping up that were not here before. Abe Lincoln in my universe was a senator, not a representative.[^13] First representative that I recall being a president was Bush Senior.
Example: Rainbow Universe, which says that there is a universe for each color and time frame due to the wavelength change in the speed of light, meaning there are time shifts. I have seen this on holidays and events. Recent Republican convention was supposed to happen in my timeframe July 6 through the 10th. Here I believe it happened July 18th through 21st.[^14]
Example: I have seen on CNN BREXIT—UK stay in the UK on Tuesday and UK exit the EU on a Thursday.[^15] I was kind of lost until I realized what I was seeing and started paying more attention to the color changes around me.
Deity-wise, the only answer is technology versus nose magic or understanding who is giving something for doing something. Write to me clintonsiegle123r@gmail.com. I would like to hear your answers.
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Mandela-effected friends, scientists, and oddity readers. I am taking a long holiday. I would like to post something that has been on my mind for a while. At first, I sought out math legends in my world. They never replied, so here are the answers that I have found.
In my world, the universe was expanding. 180-degree triangle was all there was, meaning the universe was contained and supposedly expanding. Here there are more than 180-degree triangles, meaning the universe is in a box.[^16] In my world, the Milky Way was expanding, not contracting. Here the Milky Way is contracting. At the center of the Milky Way, no one knew. Here guess what it is a large black hole.[^17]
If you do not understand what I am getting at, for Jesus Christ's sake, read—realize this mind is from the other side of the black hole. I will post the reference in the comments. The other five questions I wrote, and the answer is radical enough to surprise me even. How many "me's" or "you's" or Earths are there? I will be finding out sooner than I expected, meaning there is a rationale why I stopped asking and looked for my own answers. Read the comments. It has been a nice time with you folks.
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https://plus.google.com/+QuantumAILab
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The Seager equation looks like this:[20][a] N=N∗∗FQ∗FHZ∗FO∗FL∗FS
Where:
N = the number of planets with detectable signs of life
N* = the number of stars observed
FQ = the fraction of stars that are quiet
FHZ = the fraction of stars with rocky planets in the habitable zone
FO = the fraction of those planets that can be observed
FL = the fraction that have life
FS = the fraction on which life produces a detectable signature gas
The Drake equation is: N=R∗⋅fp⋅ne⋅fl⋅fi⋅fc⋅L
where:
N = the number of civilizations in our galaxy with which communication might be possible (i.e., which are on our current past light cone)
R* = the average rate of star formation in our galaxy
fp = the fraction of those stars that have planets
ne = the average number of planets that can potentially support life per star that has planets
fl = the fraction of planets that could support life that actually develop life at some point
fi = the fraction of planets with life that actually go on to develop intelligent life (civilizations)
fc = the fraction of civilizations that develop a technology that releases detectable signs of their existence into space
L = the length of time for which such civilizations release detectable signals into space[11][12]
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https://www.thevintagenews.com/2017/12/06/glenn-seaborg-alchemimist-in-1980/
March 28, 2017 at 9:39pm
This night proves I am not from this world. I outdrank a person in my world that I knew could outdrink me on any day of the week. Mandela effect - parallel worlds are interesting to see. I guess 7 bottles of wine, which I will post tomorrow, proves to me that I ain't from here.
May 18th was my last day in my old world. Parallel realities that changed today that I recall differently: Alan Quartermain.[^18] Outside of that, I know who I am. Do you realize I am watching the end of the world? September 2017 starts Revelations 12. The end of time is already happening. I pray that I am right with Jesus Christ in my heart. Outside of that: repent, do right, do good. For the end of the world is going to happen, and there is nothing to stop it outside of removing all the nukes in the US prior to 2020 when the evil one murders 70 percent of the United States. http://www.deagel.com/country/
You say who are you to make this prediction? I was the troubleshooter on a few programs. However, I think I might have an issue which I shall find out on May 20th. If you are part of the group of 9 or 10. If you are out there, contact me. Your game sucks and is worthless.
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The chance is earths, not just earth. Nehemiah 9:6 "You alone are the LORD. You have made the heavens, The heaven of heavens with all their host, The earth and all that is on it, The seas and all that is in them. You give life to all of them And the heavenly host bows down before You."
Plural bets earth would be there instead of earth. Genesis 1:1 "In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth."[^19]
The chance that all the languages of the world were mixed up by moving souls or perceptions throughout the multiverse. "Jehovah scattered them from there over all the surface of the earth, and they gradually left off building the city. That is why its name was called Babel, because there Jehovah had confused the language of all the earth."—Genesis 11:8, 9.
Watching the world ending is wild. However, let me tell you a story. Matthew 5:27-28 New International Version (NIV) Adultery 27 "You have heard that it was said, 'You shall not commit adultery.'[a] 28 But I tell you that anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart..."
THIS means your thoughts transfer through to the next world, causing after-effects to your perception or soul in a different world. Wild, however, I have seen this.
Memories: I come from the Sagittarius outer edge of a world lower down the nebula column galaxy.[^20] My world has not been born yet. 1.2 billion years difference in that I recall the 6.4 billion year old Milky Way in my world. This world's galaxy is 4.4 billion years old. Watching time go backward is so odd. You realize that the end of the world is happening and nothing you do matters.
You really want to see something, check the swirl of the galaxy. Clockwise then counterclockwise with black holes 3,000, 6000, 7900 light-years away from Earth.[^21] The speculation: CERN opens up Montauk chair-like realities pushing souls through. Peace.
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The depths of despair are often the climax of heroes in their stories. My story, which I have been watching played out on hundreds of worlds being a parallel soul traveler between similar galaxies, makes me wonder. Is the anticlimax life that of a villain, and if so, what sort of a villain am I?
I did not have this issue prior to May 18, 2016. Prior to that, I was a normal person to be defined as a disabled person. However, since that date, everything has been wildly unexpected. To find mysterious history, different geography, unknown discoveries, and new technology.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RNC1IA1POw0
March 30, 2017 at 4:47pm
Once upon a time, ideology meant something. Since AI has taken over our computers, text messages, television programming, and storylines, the real question: have we benefited, or is it trying to cull the herd from 7.5 billion in this world down to five hundred million for the perfect zoo?
Some people do not read my posts anymore, and some read for amusement. I write this to tell you that the end of the world starts September 23, 2017,[^22] and there is nothing you can do about it. Jehovah is coming. Evil one is already fighting and being thrown out. Men are trying to fight God and the evil one. Shame is great on this world.
That a computer has taken over people's lives is something I can see. If you watch, people are on the phones—no interaction between each other. The game of life has become too boring for them. They would prefer to live in a movie afterlife game. Shame on humanity. What can a thinker, dreamer do to help this? I can point to: hey, this is going to happen whether you like it or not.
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I am writing requesting a rationale why the CIA, Army, and Social Security is predicting that there will be a 70 percent reduction in the United States population by 2025. What can I do to make myself safe? Note the data sources are all US government. http://www.deagel.com/country/United-States-of-America_c0001.aspx[^23]
March 31, 2017 at 12:11pm
In my defense, I was left unsupervised. Once you become fearless, life becomes limitless. On May 19, 2016, I was kidnapped from my world to visit several parallel worlds. I have seen history, geography, and people's personalities change. I can truly state the end of the world will happen within the next 7 years. http://www.deagel.com/.../United-States-of-America_c0001...
I can actually state that the Montauk chair project speculatively was true and that some worlds stole people, and projects for years plotting against God. I can honestly state that I am traveling again. The surprising aspect of this often sees things different from one day to the next. Yesterday, for example, a column several decades old appeared in a spot where I remembered people dancing just two weeks ago.
Abe Lincoln to me is still a senator, same as Hillary Clinton remembers.[^24] The reality that South America is 2300 miles east south of where I was, a dimming dream.
For 45 years, 3 months, 21 days, I lived on one world. Now that I have seen several, I can honestly say there is only one God.
https://www.theprose.com/post/92852/journal-of-a-wondering-mind-through-the-multiverse
[^1]: Fact check: This is a famous quote from Theodore Roosevelt's "Citizenship in a Republic" speech, delivered at the Sorbonne in Paris on April 23, 1910.
[^2]: Potential Mandela effect: The heart is indeed located on the left side of the chest, though technically it's centered with a slight tilt to the left. Some Mandela effect experiencers claim it used to be fully on the left side.
[^3]: Potential Mandela effect: Abraham Lincoln was a U.S. Representative from Illinois (1847-1849) before becoming President, not a Senator. This is a common Mandela effect claim.
[^4]: Potential Mandela effect: The U.S. population in 2016 was approximately 323 million, not 365 million as the author remembers.
[^5]: Potential Mandela effect: The spelling "dilemna" (with an 'n') is a common Mandela effect. The correct spelling has always been "dilemma" in standard dictionaries.
[^6]: Potential Mandela effect: The Milky Way galaxy rotates in one direction (clockwise when viewed from above the North Galactic Pole). The author's perception of it changing directions is not supported by astronomical observations.
[^7]: Potential Mandela effect: Hitler had blue eyes, not brown. This is documented in historical records and photographs.
[^8]: Repeated Mandela effect claim about Lincoln being a Senator rather than a Representative.
[^9]: Fact check: CERN (European Organization for Nuclear Research) operates the Large Hadron Collider. Some Mandela effect theorists believe experiments at CERN could cause reality shifts, though there is no scientific evidence supporting this claim.
[^10]: Potential Mandela effect: The correct spelling is "Skechers" (without a 't'), though many remember it as "Sketchers."
[^11]: Potential Mandela effect: The character in Wreck-It Ralph is named "Vanellope von Schweetz," though many remember her as "Penelope."
[^12]: Potential Mandela effect: Actor Bob Crane was murdered in June 1978, found beaten to death in his apartment. The author remembers multiple different scenarios of his death.
[^13]: Repeated Mandela effect claim about Lincoln being a Senator rather than a Representative.
[^14]: Fact check: The 2016 Republican National Convention was held July 18-21, 2016, in Cleveland, Ohio.
[^15]: Potential Mandela effect: The Brexit referendum was held on Thursday, June 23, 2016, with results announced June 24. The author claims to have seen different outcomes on different days.
[^16]: Potential Mandela effect: The author's understanding of geometry in different universes represents a personal Mandela effect related to the nature of spacetime.
[^17]: Fact check: Astronomers have known about the supermassive black hole at the center of the Milky Way (Sagittarius A) since at least the 1970s, with definitive evidence emerging in the 1990s.*
[^18]: Potential Mandela effect: The fictional character from H. Rider Haggard's novels is named "Allan Quatermain" (with one 'r'), though many remember it as "Quartermain" with two 'r's.
[^19]: Fact check: The author seems to be looking for the plural "earths" in Biblical passages, but the singular "earth" is consistent across translations.
[^20]: Potential Mandela effect: Some Mandela effect experiencers claim to remember Earth being located in the Sagittarius Arm of the Milky Way rather than the Orion Arm/Spur where astronomers place it.
[^21]: Potential Mandela effect: The author's claim about multiple black holes at specific distances doesn't match astronomical observations.
[^22]: Fact check: The author predicted the end of the world beginning September 23, 2017, based on interpretations of Revelation 12. This date passed without the predicted apocalyptic events.
[^23]: Fact check: Deagel.com is not an official U.S. government source. It's a military equipment tracking website that published controversial population forecasts that were later removed. These forecasts were not endorsed by the CIA, Army, or Social Security Administration.
[^24]: Potential Mandela effect: The claim that Hillary Clinton also remembers Lincoln as a Senator is unsubstantiated.
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Clinton Siegel
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Journal of a wandering mind through the multiverse.
https://cosmofunnel.com/stories/reptiles-parallel-universe-travels-no-diety-discovered-issues-with-other-life-questions-in
Since 5-20
Censorship facebook, parallel universes, and why my dog won't come to me anymore. Thank you to Maroon that ran across the wires of CERN 5 20
Hello, My name is Clinton Siegle. I posted under 'https://cosmofunnel.com/user/26088 until 5 23 when facebook decided I was not whom I am. Fair enough. I posted political crap and solutions to odd problems. Example Bernie Sanders ' write him in for President screw the system. The computers are rigged anyway. To Vote Trump because ideology does not keep the witch out of the White house. My autograph collection online was roughly 523 from famous scientists to wonderful looking ladies. If you have a chance look at my past posts.
Now that leaves us to why am I writing this on this Clint Siegle line instead. First off, since 5 20 I have been bouncing around per night to new realities of myself. You say what drugs are you on_ Insulin and metformin. What did you have to drink Sunday? I drank a pitcher of reheated sanganine twice. But I did not feel the effect that I was hoping for.
So for these travelers what I have discovered is a question. Five things which are wild and a seventh which I will briefly describe. First off, today I am in a red and light blue world. The womens asses are wonderful. So far I have not seen any ugly women which is a remarkable discovery. You might say your eyes are different. I felt my wife up today and let alone her bum firm and nice. She is even cuter than yesterday.
Yesterday I was in a grumpy world where the colors ran purple and green. You say what colors. To be specific the broom brushes that are used to clean up the place. You say they just got new brooms. I would agree with that but today not yesterday the brooms are old and blue not green and the red room is downstairs not upstairs. What is the meaning of this and what does the world mean? Good question, I have no answer for you. All I can say is I have watched the polls on Trump and Hillary for the past few days and there is a wide difference on who is winning and by what percentages.
The skinny worlds with extremely regal women seem to allow Hillary to win but here is the kicker Bernie Sanders won Kentucky. The fatter the world then Trump beats Hillary by a wide margin after looking into the gossip they also seem more reflective of wider NSA coverage. Meaning the Skinny people are afraid for their lives while the fat people seem to not care and will talk about GM bailout email where Chinese got ahold of it costing the bankruptcy court billions due to her not using a secure server etc. Who knows I am not sure if the story was true but 1818 secret emails classified after the fact makes me wonder. And guess what, I am fat ... The reason is the difference in what is considered important.}
Example I gave 5 22 was a wallet as a gift versus something fun to play with. The difference is perfection also. RTrumps daughter is beautiful in all of them but in the perfected beautiful woman world she is regal. Just saying these trips so far are wild. Meaning I am a satirist first off and my humor is more of an awkward silence until the person realizes two or three days later that I gave them an insight on what the world is like. Then I usually get a conversation where I am asked something about something different and tehnweusaully are friends in a different way than most. Meaning I am not a friendly person. }
Meaning I did my work well. I loved my family and after that did not have a life nor if the library was good did I purchase or do much outside of those two activities. }
Now I am finding out secrets from across universes which are interesting but I have no one to tell them too. Meaning if you are clinically insane few people want to talk with you and having had a mental breakdown in 2014 after losing my left foot I would not say I am or was all together there or here.-
Anyway, back to my story today, I noticed that my wallpaper, the dragon with a cloud under it, has now become a dog dragon and the cloud has doubled in size. My wife along with every other Bolivia woman's ass has gotten noticeable to me.
Yesterday, Monday , I can't say much other than my personality changed.}
Sunday personalities, the hotel staircase which was able to fit five people across was now only possible to have four people and they changed the title. You say people update and change things all the time here in Bolivia and I could agree with you but this is my third time to the hotel and know from falling that I should be able to put my brace three times to the handrail to get up. Here they let alone there was less room; there were handrails on both sides of the staircase.
So what else have I noticed. If you watch youtube videos I was number 402 when I first looked this up and now there are 5000 plus people that have watched it.
Attached an email to a friend a few days ago. and other stories
CERN what have you done?
Where to begin?
Let me start with my wife who has rearranged the furniture upstairs, installed a door lock on a door and somehow now can fit 12 people in a space. Last week we had a problem fitting 8 people.
This might not sound big but to me it means I am not where I began. This is not my world.
Next I thought I was the person responsible for moving me here and there. I discovered that I am not even on the backboard of the chess pieces. I might be a far left pawn or even off the board at present. The person responsible I met yesterday. I am not sure how to say this but life is interesting.
Game of Thrones - I am not sure where to begin. First the plot has changed a bit. I read all the books starting 98 through. I think this parallel universe is called the practical universe. That is at least what I call it now. I could not put my finger on the change until I realized a few things.
It started with gifts my kids showed me receiving. A wallet? What in the world would a person give a person a wallet for? I asked. She replied that her cousin gave it to her because she was now older and did not need a wallet. I am sure this makes perfectly good sense to people here in practical land but to me this is like saying I have outgrown my socks. Who does not need a wallet?
The Game of Thrones scene where they spend 10 to 15 minutes consulting who is on their side and who will stand with them or against and sending the emerald knight away to get their uncles army was like what the and where the am I.
In my world you do not plan such things in a movie. The plot moves along the lines of confront, overcome or be overcome and gamble to see if you win or lose. Here I think without counting your men to see if you have enough you might even surrender the north versus fight to the death which is like a lot of poetry in my parallel universe.
Napoleon versus Napoleon you spell it the first way I spell it the second. This has changed and I know it. http://www.ebay.com/sch/i.html?_from=R40&_trksid=p2050601.m570.l1313.TR12.TRC2.A0.H0.Xnepoleon.TRS0&_nkw=nepoleon&_sacat=0
What else - I must say that the women here are much more beautiful and practical I believe is the word. It took me a while to put a description on this until I saw someone that I knew from high school on facebook. Either they can doctor the photos here really well or a person can lose 50 pounds without much problems within a week is all I can say. Instead of a cute puffy face she seemed regal.
Finally, Math skills and so forth. I am impressed here. Everyone seems to know math and technical terminology along with the programming skills for spell check. It is much more advanced than in my world. I would call this the practical math beautiful woman world while I will call my home parallel world gambling story driven world.
Just a note - I must not be a good friend here, only one out of 10 answered my question. Either my question is not understood or I do not communicate well here. I am not sure which.
A final aside, money seems to be a driving force here. The community of helping each other out has shifted. I would not say people are non giving but they seem to have a different nature. Instead of a spirit of giving it is more like the practical side of if I do not need it and someone else needs it give it to them which is nice. It is also interesting. If I did what I did in my universe I hopefully was a very giving person here. If not I am not sure.
CERN what the h e double hockey sticks am I watching on television
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j_Z9ejD-yto
Wayward pines - I remember this story. What I am watching is not the story I remember. I remember not liking it that much for season one due to the murder of one FBi agent left in a house and a waitress whom everyone in the town just watched having her throat slit.
What the double LL am I watching now - this is my recollection - Since 2015, he stars on the Fox television series, Empire. The former was created by Lee Daniels and Danny Strong in which he plays a hip-hop mogul who discovers he is dying and must ensure the survival of his music empire. The cast includes Taraji P. Henson and Gabourey Sidibe. He was also part of the Fox series Wayward Pines, which ran for one season in 2015. The latter series was produced by M. Night Shyamalan And also included cast members Matt Dillon, Melissa Leo, and Juliette Lewis. NOTE ONE SEASON this - this program is not what I watched.
Friends, my eyesight is bad. Being blinded with blood I realize I do not see the world correctly but Friends Chandler Bing actor either has been doctored up or in this universe the world has better looking people.
How to Train my Dragon. The hero's nose is completely different. I remember him with a more hawkish face. This face is not who I remember in that movie.
Talking with my family, the current reality is wild. I must either be a big flirt here or a stud. I was or am a conservative due to verbal abuse so this new found approach to being able to speak my mind and swear if I desired to is refreshing but not my world. Blue to Red not Red to Blue..
I am getting more excited to watch Game of Thrones. What if what I watched these past three weeks sucked on purpose because the director either did not provide enough background or those few seconds to capture the moment on purpose. The movies here suck in two different ways. It seems that people actually speak everything out. Example Wayward pines - the guy instead of rushing in and killing everyone opposing him. HE actually says hold up and put your weapons on the ground and only one shot and he kills that one while the rest surrounds what the h e double hockey sticks world is this. We do not plan. We act. We do not take prisoners, we survive. How have I survived the zombies and sharks? Being more than they are. ONE Season not Two Seasons for Wayward Pines.
Wild the story line is different. The approach is different. The plot of people living for two years being able to wake up in a bed without being drained. This world is wild. I wonder if I could survive here.
Wild. I do not know what I am watching but the clarity is I am not where I was. Also I just noticed my wife's hair is pulled back, not curly and out. I think I have a new wife. At least now the Simpsons are on. If I get back remember blue to red red to blue..
Now the Simpson world shows up and somehow South America has moved about six hundred miles towards Africa. What the.. Marge is dancing as a pop singer?
Wild I knew the author that died recently. Having met him online he was trying to find someone to help his dogs before he died. Now I just watched a Purge because I think my Spanish is not that bad of an economist. This is wild.
What am I watching? I just watched Simpson take a standardized test without a joke. The department of standardized tests - who the heck are they? There so far has not been a single joke. Not a single joke or anything but Bart playing with a bug. What is this? Skinner is begging here in this world what happened to his attitude? Homer is moving a parking meter for coins and not drinking beer nor working at the nuclear plant.
Bart takes the exam. The government says it will destroy the school? What is this? Now Train my dragon - and the hero again is not the hero I remember.. Who in the world makes this up? Being pushed down the rabbit hole makes me wonder what else I am missing?
I checked the inside of my shoe again just to check. I bought Skechers. But my shoe says Skecher - either I am in a knockoff world or someone has no sense of spelling.
New looking at Napoleon which makes the word Despotism which was given to Napoleon due to his placing all his family on the thrones of Europe is now spelled Napoleon. Another reason I remember Napoleon was I played War of Waterloo for three years and now I can not find it.
Skinner wild - instead of lining people pulling fire alarms instead of lining everyone up and moving them out - in this world they pair up and have a fire mate to leave the building? I think this would cause some people to be burnt up instead of leaving a building. So maybe this is an unsafe world.
The purge of the Simpson's is that the program is now trying to tell kids to study and pass a standardized test. Is he having a nightmare that the school would be destroyed because he failed the exam and destroy the town? What in the world - who is running the Simpsons? Where was the humor? Satire is dead I think. Maybe this is just a bad dream.
The police now have Simpson and they give a lecture instead of firing their gun. What in the world? I am sure now I am not in a good universe. Either humor is dead or Bart's sister is evil in this universe where in my world she would try to help Bart succeed in the test versus give B which in my world the answer is C the most common answer to multiple choice tests..
Also there seems to be a hell of a lot more commercials. I must get out of here. Maybe I will try a spell tonight. My fear is what happens if this gets me someplace worse. So far in five days I have noticed in one of those days my dog was scared of me. I figure the dog rule applies through the universe parallel effects. Meaning in one of these universes I owe some people an apology or I need to find me and beat the shit out of him. Being blind and one legged this requires me something to think about. More commercials. This place is trying to sell something I am not sure about. Still no humor with Bart Simpson. What the hell is going on with comedy in this parallel world?
Just got back from my walk to find a mountain. It is not where I sat and watched a few days ago. I think I will have to try a taxi for a movie today to see it.
This place is different from yesterday. Better in ways less friendly in other ways. There are few to no dogs here. In my world there are dogs.
The food taste better. Yesterday a Doritos tasted like old spray cheese crust at the tip you would get if the first person used it on your cracker. The cookies yesterday tasted like vanilla candy cardboard wrappers. I am going to the movies so I will tell you about the food there. Here yesterday I could not stomach the chicken. Today I got meatballs and sauce which was wonderful. Yesterday Toyota one 5 to against Nissan 1. Today the variety of cars are a mix. Fords, a symbol brand I do not recognize but Nissan and Toyota are pretty much the same in the numbers sold and in use on the van route.
People change the cookie store instead of a chilita or a modern girl. There is a boy working it. The building two away from the computer shop's color changed to green. The leaves are falling off the trees whereas yesterday all the trees were green leaves. The most telling is doors and graffiti. One door which was new yesterday is old today. This is a richer world. There are more cars and I even saw an Arizona State University bumper sticker along with a sticker that in English read worst day at the beach best day at work. IF you do not understand, I am in Bolivia. That sticker at this elevation makes no sense and was not nor did the house have a trooper truck in front of it yesterday. The women are dressing nicer here I would say modern business casual. Men are dressing in suits and ties but that is weird. Yesterday they were more casual.
OFf to the movies..
Clint, I don't know where you are in Bolivia; but I assume you are in La paz. Illumini mountain bears 110 degrees True at 25 statute miles from La Paz town center....it looks beautiful. Napoleon...is how the plucky short french dictator was spelled. I think you might have some sort of spatial disorientation disorder. I DON'T think this has anything to do with the odd, subtle and consistent changes to any form of media entertainment that you might have developed an emotional attachment to. Basically...if it's done on a screen, it can be manipulated. It might be a spiritual oppression and that is what I'm concerned about. Praying for you my friend.
7:16 PM
On Jun 9, Peter said the following:
When Jesus was tempted by the devil in the wilderness, one could surmise that Jesus was seeing things...but it was more than that.
9:11 PM
Monday
On Monday, Clinton Siegle said the following:
https://cosmofunnel.com/stories/a-dairy-of-sorts-92183Pete all I can say is I am seeing things change. Physically - my mother in laws broom color has changed. Mount Illimani's position has changed.
10:08 AM
On Monday, Clinton Siegle said the following:
Pete, can you look something up? I do not recall this -https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Montauk_Project:_Experiments_in_Time I recall the ship project but nothing on time travel.. thanks
Pete,
At 2:35 PM, Clinton Siegle said the following:
Illimani in 2005 Highest point Elevation 6,438 m (21,122 ft) [1] Prominence 2,451 m (8,041 ft) [2] Listing Ultra Coordinates 16°38′00″S 67°47′27″WCoordinates: 16°38′00″S 67°47′27″W [2] does this equate to 110 degrees?
How to say this I have three specific recollections to speak about.
First time is fluid. In Bolivia they have memorial services remembering people 2 and 10 and 20 years after death. Last night my wife uninvited me to go to Javier's mothers memorial again. She sort of uninvited me so I think I am not liked here as much as where I was at. Javier's parents were padre de torta or parents of the wedding cake for us at our wedding. So reflecting on that I am either in a two month delay or medicine or events changed by 2 months here.
Second feelings and memories. Last night my wife also found my handwritten journal and out of 5 pages I only got 2 back. Those were doodles which were more important than the writings. You see since 5-20 I have watched from my kids bedroom a Precious Moment framed painting move from left at a 8 53 position down to a 5 33 position then stretch across. Adding red ribbons of 5 which then began to be hiding in the same position. Meaning the painting either was nailed after the ribbons were in place or some rather delicate handiwork was done. Today all 15 positions that I normally counted on that wall are gone. I can not see Mount Illimani, the broom's colors seem the same. The wall paper bears are still there along with a dragon dog but it seems a little different still. That is a recollection of me personally for today.
Fiction or another mental picture actually two - one of vivid memories and with more detail than the other. Instead of being a scheduler planner with a degree in microbiology I for some reason became an accountant. I went to work for Titian. It was classified work at that time in 1996 to 2000 as part of the manned Mars location. This is wild because I do not recall anything about Mars here or there. Anyway politically I am a newbie and reported something about overcharges to some fuel or engine and was dismissed. Now here is the recurring part: he had his wife find his journal and they fought and she did the exact same removal of the painting etc on the wall.
Fiction again this is one that is scary.
Somehow I became a microbiologist working for a DoD lab outside of New Orleans 2003. We syn·the·size a combination rabies ebola virus that was supposed to burn out of the host after death. It did not. hurricane katrina 2003 was called in by a weather satellite but this time George Bush did not blow up the breakers ad dam channel and the military instead of blowing up the lab and using salt water and fire to sanitize the whole area went in saved a version of me and put the rest of the people in barrels alive. The virus was not contained and in 2005 I can remember losing my mind as I started towards a person I recognize on facebook. The feeling after 2005 was at times indescribable sexuality as I felt my mouth move but I can honestly say I did not see anything or feel anything after that... Not enjoying this trip last night..
On May 20th I awoke with a start. There was a strange woman in the house yelling go here go there.. Do this, do that. I wondered what was up. She told me to get dressed and out so I went.
I got to the place to see it had changed. A new wall was up. A new check in line formed. A new lighted sitting room awaits.
I waited. I got up with my mother in law doppelganger to get a taxi. She argued with the taxi driver three times and finally paid the fourth the same rate as the other 3. 15 Bs to the Embassy we went to. What is this? The embassy had changed. The windows, instead of being big and wide, were now elongated and narrow. The power of the place spoke of fear not power to be there. My eyes were not sure nor what to say so I just walked into the office and paid.
Out of the appointment into the next cab. We argued twice before my in law doppelganger would let 15 bs go. I thought this place was strange two days ago and the price was 18 bs. But again I was blind in one eye and tired from lack of cookies so I went away to my home or not to my parallel resting abode.
There I discovered as I looked around that pictures had moved and so had some clowns. I thought to myself my wife had moved all the furniture in the night and the painting moving from left to right nailed in place well who knows maybe I am not right in the head. Then off to a shower and that is when I discovered it.
you might say what did you discover? socks.. Someone had replaced all my socks.. You say what is wrong with you. Why is that important? I live in Bolivia and my two friends are my socks and my dog. Now both are gone. Lost to this shifting of time and places. I have seen hairy worlds, perfection worlds, beautiful worlds, ugly worlds. I have seen camel toe worlds, I have seen nice ass worlds.. But What I miss most is my socks. My dog is here but he won't come to his name. He is benji dear to my doppelganger wife.
I have other tales to tell. But what to say, what to care .. no one does care..
I did not jump. 18 points not one changed that I can tell.
brooms the same color.
The difference is something I am not sure - the cell tower seems like it has moved closer. However I did not have that as one of my 18 points.
The paint is splished, the dragon wallpaper, brooms, all things I could see up close. Now I am not sure about my mountain.
Journal - I still can not read. Typing by chance with one eye is a bit surreal but I can handle that.
Today a screaming woman. What she is mad about or whom I have no idea. How a person can handle this .. calm cool collective - I am starting a hard magic spell today. I am just not sure of the usages here. Protection first. How to do that. Red around my arm. Prayers..
Journal - I am afraid to watch television. Mentally since 5-20 I am sure that I am being screamed at for something. I think this world has lost its satire. Joking about what is truth that hurts is the only way to laugh.
oddities remembered - dogs I saw one stray so far black dog with vaccination ribbon.
Yesterday I saw wolf-like dogs with long hair.. Not sure maybe it changed but again I was not looking at dogs.
Bathroom floor 7 by 8.
Skecher shoes.
Still no sign of the mountain.
Cell tower is too close to where it was yesterday. I think it is sitting where the pharmacy was yesterday. I wonder ..
My eyesight is bad.
Either some colors are different or I could not see them.
Illimani is no longer in visible sight. Per a person it is three hills over to be seen.
Dogs saw small white dogs, one fuzzy dog, one black dog. No wolf dog. Saw a brown dog.
Personalities satire is dead here. I realize now I am to be quiet and never to speak again. EVil is this place.
No community I believe is run by money and not community.
Magic my revenge is different - I think I will be coming into money soon.
journal clear cache clear browser history - someone is watching from here.
I know now why I am skinny here.
Doritos taste like old spray can cheese and cookies texture and taste is like cardboard wrapper with a little vanilla flavor stuck to it. Who can eat this stuff? I think I am going to starve to death.
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Today I got my facebook account back. Guess it is not CERN that was eating my ID but Hillary Clinton ie I am political nut and was using BernieFriend Finder to remind 1000s of people to vote. Guess what happened as soon as the new jersey closed.. I got my account back. After 24 emails showing my drivers ID, letters, and library card. Thus I am back http://www.petitions24.com/i_will_be_writing_in_bernie_sanders_along_downvoting_both_rnc_dnc
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As for my travels in the past three days I have visited a few new locations.
Example today Chile which is right below California in my timeline is 5500 kilometers away from the longitude where I recall it from. An 11 hour flight is now 23 hours. What new to say my mother in laws' brooms change noted it was repaired yesterday and today the handle has no repair. The funny part for today is I am fat. Meaning my belt broke. As for major news CNN and BBC seem lacking in everything. My computer is still broken so I am not sure what to say or do. I am renting a computer now. Three days ago I was in cameltoe world. I could not for the world look away from my wife. I believe that either I was from an older world with less luck. Just thinking of that brings back my trip to a place two Sundays ago. I was in an unlucky world. Meaning I have lived here now since August of 2015 never having problems with the plants in the house only to have two plants try to clobber me on the head within 30 minutes and for no apparent reason. What else to say. My letter to
Harriet Jarlett
harriet.jarlett@cern.ch has not been responded to. In the letter I detailed two details at that time which were true. Now I believe distance has changed along with luck. Anyway I asked who was paying for my trip back home. Ms. Jarlett has not responded or replied making me believe that I should sue France for this bad vacation I am having. Meaning I am actually having fun but this unexpected travel is ruining my political activity and the different details people perceive as secrets between one universe and another is major i think. Example ' in my universe Obama went to Vietnam to apologize for the war while currently here he wants to offer them weapons to fight China. Anyways, since I have gotten my old account back, come and read what happens. I am excited about this and wonder what new and weird things will happen. Example yesterday my view from my house misplaced the whole mountain of Illuminati. Today it is back but in closer view making me think I am either coming close to ending my travel or because I am fat again not skinny whether I have fallen into some good and weird drug mix and have not a clue as to where the h am I.
On a side note if I have traveled to 21 estimated worlds with myself the three ideas that are seeking the truth. Things do not change. Meaning I was hoping someone in one of these places would have either won the lottery, etc. No such luck as of yet. Two personalities due change with color music television programs etc. Three out of several hundred people that I pestered with this only one replied. His email reply is within the above story. What does that mean' simple I will be forgotten faster than most people. Peace Susan if you do have the chance Ask Ms. Jarlett if there is a lawsuit I could join. I want a refund on this trip. _Not complaining about the women. Beautiful and all that. Just I was hoping more like I was good looking and a millionaire in one of them. So far no such luck and trying to figure out if I am the one moving stuff or my reality is changing is fun and complex but I figure that out almost within 3 hours each morning. Meaning for a while there I was weirded out that windows were bigger and someone came in and rearranged the furniture, the same furniture just not in the same place. Did I care.. not really.. Did I think for the first few days my wife was trying to kill me but putting a desk someplace where I walked yes. Until I asked and found out the reason for the desk being there. _Humor... Anyways Susan remembers your past. As for me getting home. Until Illuminati shows up at my breakfast table at my 4: 27 mark and shoes say Sketcher instead of Skecher, this is me for tonight. Care for the good fight. In looking up more of this were you expecting to take a bridge or ferry to the Statue of Liberty. Peace
Susan Hill
June 07 2016, 03:38 pm -0700
WOW. I am still sitting here with my mind reeling and coming down after that fascinating ride. Roller Coaster in this reality. The thing I found most interesting or disturbing... is that I can RELATE TO ALL OF IT!!!! I thought I was just going a wee bit nuts.. but for about a year or so i keep having days where everything seems UNREAL... that is the only way I can describe it... Where I will turn and ask a friend.. "Hey does the world seem different to you today"? The friend of course looks at me like I am insane... and mumbles something to put me off subject... I notice now but I do not question.. I am a silent person realizing that something is UP>> and that the covers are about to be pulled on this illusion we call REALITY.... HA !! tHEY ARE COMING TO GET ME haha..
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Censorship facebook, parallel universes, and why my dog won't come to me anymore. Thank you to Maroon that ran across the wires of CERN 5'20
Hello, My name is Clinton Siegle. I posted under 'https://cosmofunnel.com/user/26088 until 5 23 when facebook decided I was not whom I am. Fair enough. I posted political crap and solutions to odd problems. Example Bernie Sanders ' write him in for President screw the system. The computers are rigged anyway. To Vote Trump because ideology does not keep the witch out of the White house. My autograph collection online was roughly 523 from famous scientists to wonderful looking ladies. If you have a chance look at my past posts.
Now that leaves us to why am I writing this on this Clint Siegle line instead. First off since 5' 20 I have been bouncing around per night to new realities of myself. You say what drugs are you on_ Insulin and metformin. What did you have to drink Sunday? I drank a pitcher of reheated sanganine twice. But I did not feel the effect that I was hoping for.
So for these travelers what I have discovered is a question. Five things which are wild and a seventh which I will briefly describe. First off, today I am in a red and light blue world. The womens asses are wonderful. So far I have not seen any ugly women which is a remarkable discovery. You might say your eyes are different. I felt my wife up today and let alone her bum firm and nice. She is even cuter than yesterday.
Yesterday I was in a grumpy world where the colors ran purple and green. You say what colors. To be specific the broom brushes that are used to clean up the place. You say they just got new brooms. I would agree with that but today not yesterday the brooms are old and blue not green and the red room is downstairs not upstairs. What is the meaning of this and what does the world mean? Good question, I have no answer for you. All I can say is I have watched the polls on Trump and Hillary for the past few days and there is a wide difference on who is winning and by what percentages. }
The skinny worlds with extremely regal women seem to allow Hillary to win but here is the kicker Bernie Sanders won Kentucky. The fatter the world then Trump beats Hillary by a wide margin after looking into the gossip they also seem more reflective of wider NSA coverage. Meaning the Skinny people are afraid for their lives while the fat people seem to not care and will talk about GM bailout email where Chinese got ahold of it costing the bankruptcy court billions due to her not using a secure server etc. Who knows I am not sure if the story was true but 1818 secret emails classified after the fact makes me wonder. And guess what, I am fat ... The reason is the difference in what is considered important.}
Example I gave 5 22 was a wallet as a gift versus something fun to play with. The difference is perfection also. RTrumps daughter is beautiful in all of them but in the perfected beautiful woman world she is regal. Just saying these trips so far are wild. Meaning I am a satirist first off and my humor is more of an awkward silence until the person realizes two or three days later that I gave them an insight on what the world is like. Then I usually get a conversation where I am asked something about something different and usually are friends in a different way than most. Meaning I am not a friendly person. }
Meaning I did my work well. I loved my family and after that did not have a life nor if the library was good did I purchase or do much outside of those two activities. }
Now I am finding out secrets from across universes which are interesting but I have no one to tell them too. Meaning if you are clinically insane few people want to talk with you and having had a mental breakdown in 2014 after losing my left foot I would not say I am or was all together there or here.-
Anyway, back to my story today, I noticed that my wallpaper, the dragon with a cloud under it, has now become a dog dragon and the cloud has doubled in size. My wife along with every other Bolivia woman's ass has gotten noticeable to me.
Yesterday, Monday , I can't say much other than my personality changed.}
Sunday personalities, the hotel staircase which was able to fit five people across was now only possible to have four people and they changed the title. You say people update and change things all the time here in Bolivia and I could agree with you but this is my third time to the hotel and know from falling that I should be able to put my brace three times to the handrail to get up. Here they let alone there was less room; there were handrails on both sides of the staircase.
So what else have I noticed. If you watch youtube videos I was number 402 when I first looked this up and now there are 5000 plus people that have watched it.
Attached an email to a friend a few days ago. and other stories
CERN what have you done?
Where to begin?
Let me start with my wife who has rearranged the furniture upstairs, installed a door lock on a door and somehow now can fit 12 people in a space. Last week we had a problem fitting 8 people.
This might not sound big but to me it means I am not where I began. This is not my world.
Next I thought I was the person responsible for moving me here and there. I discovered that I am not even on the backboard of the chess pieces. I might be a far left pawn or even off the board at present. The person responsible I met yesterday. I am not sure how to say this but life is interesting.
Game of Thrones - I am not sure where to begin. First the plot has changed a bit. I read all the books starting 98 through. I think this parallel universe is called the practical universe. That is at least what I call it now. I could not put my finger on the change until I realized a few things.
It started with gifts my kids showed me receiving. A wallet? What in the world would a person give a person a wallet for? I asked. She replied that her cousin gave it to her because she was now older and did not need a wallet. I am sure this makes perfectly good sense to people here in practical land but to me this is like saying I have outgrown my socks. Who does not need a wallet?
The Game of Thrones scene where they spend 10 to 15 minutes consulting who is on their side and who will stand with them or against and sending the emerald knight away to get their uncles army was like what the and where the am I.
In my world you do not plan such things in a movie. The plot moves along the lines of confront, overcome or be overcome and gamble to see if you win or lose. Here I think without counting your men to see if you have enough you might even surrender the north versus fight to the death which is like a lot of poetry in my parallel universe.
Napoleon versus Napoleon you spell it the first way I spell it the second. This has changed and I know it. http://www.ebay.com/sch/i.html?_from=R40&_trksid=p2050601.m570.l1313.TR12.TRC2.A0.H0.Xnepoleon.TRS0&_nkw=nepoleon&_sacat=0
What else - I must say that the women here are much more beautiful and practical I believe is the word. It took me a while to put a description on this until I saw someone that I knew from high school on facebook. Either they can doctor the photos here really well or a person can lose 50 pounds without much problems within a week is all I can say. Instead of a cute puffy face she seemed regal.
Finally, Math skills and so forth. I am impressed here. Everyone seems to know math and technical terminology along with the programming skills for spell check. It is much more advanced than in my world. I would call this the practical math beautiful woman world while I will call my home parallel world gambling story driven world.
Just a note - I must not be a good friend here, only one out of 10 answered my question. Either my question is not understood or I do not communicate well here. I am not sure which.
A final aside, money seems to be a driving force here. The community of helping each other out has shifted. I would not say people are non giving but they seem to have a different nature. Instead of a spirit of giving it is more like the practical side of if I do not need it and someone else needs it give it to them which is nice. It is also interesting. If I did what I did in my universe I hopefully was a very giving person here. If not I am not sure.
CERN what the h e double hockey sticks am I watching on television
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j_Z9ejD-yto
Wayward pines - I remember this story. What I am watching is not the story I remember. I remember not liking it that much for season one due to the murder of one FBi agent left in a house and a waitress whom everyone in the town just watched having her throat slit.
What the double LL am I watching now - this is my recollection - Since 2015, he stars on the Fox television series, Empire. The former was created by Lee Daniels and Danny Strong in which he plays a hip-hop mogul who discovers he is dying and must ensure the survival of his music empire. The cast includes Taraji P. Henson and Gabourey Sidibe. He was also part of the Fox series Wayward Pines, which ran for one season in 2015. The latter series was produced by M. Night Shyamalan And also included cast members Matt Dillon, Melissa Leo, and Juliette Lewis. NOTE ONE SEASON this - this program is not what I watched.
Friends, my eyesight is bad. Being blinded with blood I realize I do not see the world correctly but Friends Chandler Bing actor either has been doctored up or in this universe the world has better looking people.
How to Train my Dragon. The hero's nose is completely different. I remember him with a more hawkish face. This face is not who I remember in that movie.
Talking with my family, the current reality is wild. I must either be a big flirt here or a stud. I was or am a conservative due to verbal abuse so this new found approach to being able to speak my mind and swear if I desired to is refreshing but not my world. Blue to Red not Red to Blue..
I am getting more excited to watch Game of Thrones. What if what I watched these past three weeks sucked on purpose because the director either did not provide enough background or those few seconds to capture the moment on purpose. The movies here suck in two different ways. It seems that people actually speak everything out. Example Wayward pines - the guy instead of rushing in and killing everyone opposing him. HE actually says hold up and put your weapons on the ground and only one shot and he kills that one while the rest surrounds what the h e double hockey sticks world is this. We do not plan. We act. We do not take prisoners, we survive. How have I survived the zombies and sharks? Being more than they are. ONE Season not Two Seasons for Wayward Pines.
Wild the story line is different. The approach is different. The plot of people living for two years being able to wake up in a bed without being drained. This world is wild. I wonder if I could survive here.
Wild. I do not know what I am watching but the clarity is I am not where I was. Also I just noticed my wife's hair is pulled back, not curly and out. I think I have a new wife. At least now the Simpsons are on. If I get back remember blue to red red to blue..
Now the Simpson world shows up and somehow South America has moved about six hundred miles towards Africa. What the.. Marge is dancing as a pop singer?
Wild I knew the author that died recently. Having met him online he was trying to find someone to help his dogs before he died. Now I just watched a Purge because I think my Spanish is not that bad of an economist. This is wild.
What am I watching? I just watched Simpson take a standardized test without a joke. The department of standardized tests - who the heck are they? There so far has not been a single joke. Not a single joke or anything but Bart playing with a bug. What is this? Skinner is begging here in this world what happened to his attitude? Homer is moving a parking meter for coins and not drinking beer nor working at the nuclear plant.
Bart takes the exam. The government says it will destroy the school? What is this? Now Train my dragon - and the hero again is not the hero I remember.. Who in the world makes this up? Being pushed down the rabbit hole makes me wonder what else I am missing?
I checked the inside of my shoe again just to check. I bought Skechers. But my shoe says Skecher - either I am in a knockoff world or someone has no sense of spelling.
New looking at Napoleon which makes the word Despotism which was given to Napoleon due to his placing all his family on the thrones of Europe is now spelled Napoleon. Another reason I remember Napoleon was I played War of Waterloo for three years and now I can not find it.
Skinner wild - instead of lining people pulling fire alarms instead of lining everyone up and moving them out - in this world they pair up and have a fire mate to leave the building? I think this would cause some people to be burnt up instead of leaving a building. So maybe this is an unsafe world.
The purge of the Simpson's is that the program is now trying to tell kids to study and pass a standardized test. Is he having a nightmare that the school would be destroyed because he failed the exam and destroy the town? What in the world - who is running the Simpsons? Where was the humor? Satire is dead I think. Maybe this is just a bad dream.
The police now have Simpson and they give a lecture instead of firing their gun. What in the world? I am sure now I am not in a good universe. Either humor is dead or Bart's sister is evil in this universe where in my world she would try to help Bart succeed in the test versus give B which in my world the answer is C the most common answer to multiple choice tests..
Also there seems to be a hell of a lot more commercials. I must get out of here. Maybe I will try a spell tonight. My fear is what happens if this gets me someplace worse. So far in five days I have noticed in one of those days my dog was scared of me. I figure the dog rule applies through the universe parallel effects. Meaning in one of these universes I owe some people an apology or I need to find me and beat the shit out of him. Being blind and one legged this requires me something to think about. More commercials. This place is trying to sell something I am not sure about. Still no humor with Bart Simpson. What the hell is going on with comedy in this parallel world?
Marge is lecturing Homer and Homer just lied without any problem and She believed it. This is not the Marge I remember nor is this humorous.. What has happened?
Bart is trying hard on a test to save his school? and the globe shows up and the map is wrong again somehow the whole north and south america is tilted what in the world. Marge is thanking the standardized department - where in the world is humor or satire? Finally they have some humor by knocking down a wall. But then they made a wild and weird statement. IF you watched the Simpson for twenty years you realize something tenable has happened. No humor no satire no . no no no no.. Either my Spanish is getting worse or this world is practical and a no nonsense world.
MArge is watching an itchy and Scratchy play and it is not showing them murdering each other. Finally Itch shows up and cuts the cat to pieces but this makes no sense. The mouse and cat should never speak and yet they are speaking and Homer has now lost a few hairs on his head and their song uses the word erotic in a song.. That is not the Simpson. No sex policy, no change. Who changed the script?
Skinner talks in an audience? This is nuts - Skinner speaks and speech he does not speak without an issue. Skinner is a trans gender dress wearing person? Total is equals?
Finally he faints that makes sense but then a joke is actually made and it is not funny but they laugh?
Bazaario world.. They make the kids dance with each other? More commercials and they are selling cake and banks - wild the commercial is not even for a bank in Bolivia.
The CAT watch commercial has changed. I don't recall what it used to say but built to last was not the theme. Style or something else.
CERN you are playing a poor boy from Montana very wrong. More commercials this does not make sense. Bolivia does not have this many products or I would be fat if I could eat what I am seeing on the television and believe me I can eat.
Well I am a little bit more flipped out. Kung Fu Panda the Panda has lost weight and does not have the fluffy feeling I know. If I watch something I know it. Somewhere in this parallel universe is a fat panda bear which I like. This one was a bit more gross and less likable;
Searching for more changes - now this is the wildest - clicking on yahoo I am taken to Firefox install download. Firefox is not used in my universe unless with TOR to lose the hacker police. And to see an advertisement does not mean it clicks all the way to try to install the program on my computer. Denied. Unless you fixed your browser, why would I use it?
Who is this Trump? 50 million he is saying in primaries - the last time I checked five days ago was 36 million dollars. Where did 14 million dollars go in 5 days? His voice does not sound the same. He sounds tired versus the guy I knew was more vocable.
Is he talking to him? He is talking Bernie Sander - trade agreement great finally something I remember him talking about still he sounds different.
CERN has me someplace but not where I was...
First off - everyone I have contacted has acted differently within the past 3 to 5 days. Depending on what I would expect and what I have seen.
Example I just got done taking tea with my wife's family.
1. My wife was mad at her sister and was or would not even talk to her in a normal voice but a voice of high pitch meanness you know the type.
Here she is speaking with her, and laughing with her currently over tea. She even shared a meal with her.
2. My mother in law is a wonderful lady and completely polite to the fault of taking harm to herself and telling me not to scream or do anything unkind or use wrong words.
Here she is the most colorful person with a description of abusing some people that I had to admit was different.
3. My sister in law just asked me to bake a brownie cake which I had just made. I remember specifically my wife telling me not to bake for her due to some health problem or other.
Here She seems to have lost a few pounds of fat and has a lovely face instead of being a little fat. Now there was not a word when I mentioned I would do that and make it a skittle castle which I am excited about because this will be my first baking of skittles.
4. What makes me sure that I am not from this world. My wife is painting a napkin holder. This is why I know I am not from this world. Why? She painted two days ago while I was watching her.
Here The napkin holder was unpainted and she is painting it black right now. From brown wood to black.
5. My blood sugar is down. I think corn syrup must not be in any of the products here. In my universe I have about 22 pounds of sugar in my system.
6. All of the people I contacted on facebook are more colorful in their language.
Here being salty is being who you are versus where I came from hiding your true feelings was something you had to do to be considered Politically correct.
7. Both Bernie Sanders and Donald Trump look totally different.
Here Trump looks like he was hit with a serious stick and lost his happiness and personality loved by the universe. Bernie Sanders seems to have lost 20 pounds and this is the wildness of his hair. Either he has learned to comb it better or he has more hair in this universe than in mine.
8. Mentally I am not altogether here I am afraid. Somehow I think the person that was here before me has been a bit more adventurous than me. My feelings about other feelings towards me leaves me feeling that I might have done something which in my universe would be considered a no no.
9. Politically this is even wilder.
Here Gary Johnson polls at 11 percent. In my universe he was getting 10. A small difference but one being a libertarian I would have noticed because I will not vote Hillary Clinton. Bernie Sanders Super delegates Hillary has 525 now in my universe she only had 501. Bernie has 39 and in my world he has 43. But the switch up is the voter she was 216 away from reaching 2383. What surprises me most is Trump is showing he is losing to Hillary. In my world the last time I remember he was at 48 percent Hillary 41 and 10 percent went to Gary Johnson. Note the only reason I know about Gary Johnson in my world is that he was a Peace Corps volunteer from Minot, North Dakota. I am sure hoping nothing has changed that.
10. Reality switch that is really getting me. I can not wait to see what the writers here have done to the Game of Thrones. This should be interesting and I wonder if the Wheel of Times series is different.
CERN has eaten my family
To begin, I am watching Big Bang Theory and Sheldon. He is wearing a shirt that had never been on my television series before, meaning I watched this program with him in it and the green striped shirt is not what he was wearing in it. I do not recall what he wore but I knew that something was off. It is like watching a show and seeing something wrong or different.
Next my doppelganger older daughter is wearing a sweatshirt that can not be. Meaning I did not buy it and she says she has worn it all the time. This color is blue. She has been wearing a red sweatshirt.
My second doppelganger daughter's teeth are fixed. Saving 2000 dollars for braces so I am saving money. Only now I hear there is a new cafe next to the soccer field which was my home yesterday and today is a strip mall in La Paz.
Finally, my dog is not my dog and he knows it. I wonder if I get back to my realm of reality and what to expect. My meatloaf was acceptable, and my brownie was acceptable. My Doppelganger mother in law is still different from the other one. This one is a bit meaner while my wife is nicer to me. I think maybe this parallel universe is not working well. I guess here that sugar is not used as much because I made a dry brownie and people asked for seconds. The meat tastes differently rougher though more like a bison with a hint of non tenderness. I think everyone here is tougher and surprisingly so am I. I did something, and it worked. In my universe, it would not work.
Today's news difference is Donald Trump looks older and strained where in my universe Trump is more jolly and happier looking. His daughter is married and with a kid, she looks wonderful in my universe, but here she is a bit sexier, which is scarier because beauty seems more of a concern nearby. I think the parallel realms are wild. Here my wife and family are laughing. In my realm, my wife is a bit mean and so are a few other people. They all are laughing as I recall this is not the laughing type of people or at least at present.
The biggest change and unexpected delight is they fed me sugar. I know that sounds weird but in my realm as a diabetic I am more than limited to the amount of sugar. Final discovery is now called Skecher. I am now wearing knock off shoes or the other parallel universe is totally weird and wild in the advertisement, Remember Blue then Red not Red blue.
In addition, the dog smells differently. What is my problem? I read. I remember. Churchill stories are being changed. How you spell names are being changed. Napoleon is how I remember him. Nepotism is the word that meant putting your relative in high places of authority such as he did by placing his relatives on all the throne of Europe.http://www.ebay.com/sch/i.html?_from=R40&_trksid=m570.l1313&_nkw=nepoleon+&_sacat=0 THEY have changed how you spell Napoleon to https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Napoleon Napoleon. They have changed eBay to ebay.. what the reality is going on. SO does a few other people who sell his old stuff on eBay. Either we are all nuts or a demon has control of the idol.
Day two of the spell realization.. CERN is changing my family and I did not realize it..
I was awoken by a little kid. My daughter whom I love very much. She had changed. She seemed more fearful of me and less smiley for some reason.
I noticed that the spell was still working when I went to play with my dog. Instead of greeting me and being normal he barked and had to sniff and look at me to see if I was who I was. In this world the dog knows more than the people.
What confirmed my parallel existence was confirmed by three events of which I will try to explain my memory of how life was versus how it appears to be in this disillusion.
First a grader for potatoes. If you remember a steel grader which like myself has run your hand into you will remember the pain of such a cutting instrument. This is something you would remember. Today I was surprised to find a modern grader plastic and sharp enough to cut on the first slice instead of needing three pushes to get through the blade. To my surprise I asked when we got this. My doppelganger wife said we have always had it. That was when I knew I was not either right in the head or in someplace else. The head part I can figure out being off medicines for pain, illusions and other meds for the past 8 months I thought maybe I was missing something.
The spell had worked - the room where I was visiting had changed in small ways enough that if you looked you could see the change. Example a plant stand that yesterday stood next to my chair and held my book while I petted my dog, not this doppelganger dog that presently is still trying to figure out who I am. He is also way too clean to be my dog. I know my dog smells like him and he is not the smell I used to remember. Anyway the plant stand is no longer where it stood yesterday, which had held my book. One might say they moved it along with a chair, reupholstered a coach that had been a linen cloth thrown over to being a linen cloth fitted coach. These are three of the small items I saw just in that room. The spell that whomever has used is changing people's memories too.
My older doppelganger daughter whom I love answered two questions correctly but the third question she got wrong. Now we have watched Forrest Gump at least seven times. It was her favorite for a few months. The line - Forrest Gump: My momma always said, "Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." I know she knew the correct or in my parallel universe world statement which goes like Forrest Gump: My momma always said, "Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." Someone is trying to drain hope and life from this parallel world. I am not sure whom or why but the Bookworms society is gone. I tried their extension and no one will answer. I fear the worst. This is who I am today 5/22/2016. The word to remember tomorrow is Blue Red not Red Blue. Let me see if that changes back or stays the same. In this universe, I am still alone. Scared not as much as I would expect to visit a parallel universe, but I noticed the change on 5/19/2016 with my mother in-law and I know she is not whom I used to know. Kindness is our only hope. Star Wars also has changed. Why would it be "No, I am your father" not "Luke. I am your father." It is like every pleasant quote is being rewritten by the supercomputer that the CIA turned on which was super cooled to allow time travel and CERN which allowed a particle from another dimension has shifted this world. Something's excellent and something's bad. I am still me. A triangle has more than 180 degrees.
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El 19 de mar., Peter dijo lo siguiente:
I think they try to keep it "close" for the sake of illusion and probably deniability.
15:18
El 19 de mar., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
Do you have any ideas? 1- remind one of your Bernie friends to vote in the primaries - http://www.berniefriendfinder.com/ each vote for Bernie will cost Hillary primary money.. 2. When the Bernie friend primary is over, remind them to vote for someone other than Hillary - https://goo.gl/5QO2153. VOTE on hard copy only - the computers are rigged so far Trump support went to Rubio in four states- what is your bet that Microsoft will screw with the election? 4. Every time you see someone die, write your sheriff department and have them remove that person from voting. Last election Obama used 1.8 million dead people's votes to win. Don't let your dead grandma vote Hillary. 5. Write your congress representative and ask why Bill Clinton is allowed to break federal election rules?http://www.house.gov/representatives/find/ 6. write an editor and ask about hillary - where did 6 billion go? what happened with her working on Watergate, did she get a great lawn at white water, as head of state was it graft to sell influence to Russia mining interest?http://donnabarstow.com/newspaper-editors/do
El 19 de mar., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
sometimes you have to try.. just for the sake of trying
20:47
22 de mar.
El 22 de mar., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
#searchresult" class="linkified" target="_new">#searchresult" class="linkified" target="_new">https://wikileaks.org/clinton-emails/?q=benghazi&mfrom&mto&title¬itle&date_from&date_to&nofrom¬o&count=50&sort=0#searchresult
12:20
23 de mar.
El 23 de mar., Peter dijo lo siguiente:
Won't click on your link from a Govt. Computer but just read an MSM article that Bernie's campaign coffer is growing bigger than Hill's...gee. I wonder where that money came from....
10:05
24 de mar.
El 24 de mar., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
do not click on the government computer - wikileaks is a collection of Hillary emails.. look up on google how much Hillary spent on art versus security for the ambassador ...
0:39
27 de mar.
El 27 de mar., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
Thank you. https://cosmofunnel.com/user/26088/favorites
16:09
29 de mar.
El 29 de mar., Peter dijo lo siguiente:
Happy 37th birthday Clint!..
0:03
14 de abr.
El 14 de abr., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
So are you doing okay? What is up when you moved from La to Alabama now? Who are you voting for? I was going for Gary Johnson until recently. Now I am tired of losing to Trump.. With all the posts there seems to be a lack of understanding of how to win the election. So instead of just swearing to under vote Hillary movement meaning Trump is not winning the popular vote presently - find a Hillary voter and switch them to be a Bernie supporter... A democrat most likely won't vote Trump however if they are willing to talk them into writing in Trump 1. It makes soros spend 37.50 per primary vote for Hillary - the more that vote Bernie the longer that fight will be. 2. Try to find a libertarian to replace a Ted supporter and switch them from libertarian to Trump - ie discuss no swearing no yelling - ask for their vote. 3. Find a Bernie supporter and ask them to vote libertarian... the more votes for trump the less for Hillary. Hillary is beating Trump by 2 million more votes presently. We have to fight Hillary not Ted - we have to move Ted voters to libertarian or Trump - no fighting folks - THINK the process of Thinking is not illegal yet.. come on win instead of yelling into the wind. So one change a Hillary voter to Bernie -https://www.facebook.com/Hillary2016/?fref=ts Two Remind a Bernie supporter to vote - http://berniefriendfinder.com/ Three change a Ted supporter to Trump or Libertarian -https://www.facebook.com/TedCruzPresident2016/?fref=ts THE ONLY Way we win is to get more votes - Hillary has thus far gotten 9.3 million - Trump has only gotten 7.7 million - We have a 2 million voter deficit that WE Trump supporters have to make up around three million votes to beat Hillary because of how the electrorial college works. Instead of a hell yeah let us work together and win this election. Go to a Ted Cruz supporter and ask - Are you serious, curious Ted Cruz can not even beat Sanders -http://presidential-candidates.insidegov.com/…/Bernie-Sande… His voting record shows him to be second worst Senator on voting- if he can not even show up for a yes or no vote why do you consider him? -https://www.govtrack.us/…/presidential-candidates-miss-vot…/ -- if everyone does this 25 times - and even two people change their minds - that is 70 dollars we have done in advertising. Ideology and campaign fight - 1-Remind Trump friends to vote primaries hard copy only - the computers are rigged - - I would like to remind people in to vote the primaries for Trump - 2. have you written your representative and ask can I get a tracking system for my vote? if I can have eBay track and count my socks why can I not see my vote for Trump going to Trump versus to someone else? http://www.house.gov/representatives/find/ 3. write an editor in support of Trump - http://donnabarstow.com/newspaper-editors/ 4. Is there anyone else doing something on the internet that I can help with? 5. To cost Hillary Clinton 37.50 per primary vote remind your Bernie friends to vote in the primary for Bernie - 6.can anyone show me an app that does this for Trump followers what this does for Bernie -http://berniefriendfinder.com/ 7- remind anti war groups - WARMONGERS VOTE DEMOCRAT Who started WWI? Not Muslims . Woodrow Wilson (1856-1924) Democrat 1913-1921 - campaigned against the war one month later declared war due to ammunition transport with civilians being blown up after warnings. - Who started WWII? Not Muslims Franklin Delano Roosevelt (1882-1945) Democrat 1933-1945 - campaigned against the war - but opening caused the war with japan per policy of democrats 1940https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=1073283632711270&set=pcb.1073284609377839&type=3&theater - Who got us into Vietnam over flat out lies particularly the Gulf of Tonkin which never happened? Not Muslims Lyndon Johnson Lyndon Baines Johnson (1908-1973) Democrat 1963-1969 the incident never happened - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gulf_of_Tonkin_incident Who got us into or has continued to bomb Libya bombed murdered leader Obama Democrat (2009-2016) Egypt imprisoned leader/murdered citizens Obama Democrat (2009-2016) Syria bombed and attempt murder leader Obama Democrat (2009-2016) Somalia bombed citizens Obama Democrat (2009-2016) Pakistan bombed citizens Obama Democrat (2009-2016) Afghanistan bombed citizens Obama Democrat (2009-2016) Philippines bombed citizens Obama Democrat (2009-2016) Yemen bombed citizens Obama Democrat (2009-2016) Iraqi bombed citizens Obama Democrat (2009-2016) Hilary will continue these policies no to Hillary..
11:23
20 de abr.
El 20 de abr., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
Hello Pete!! Anyone who is looking for a job change immediately So we are Hiring for Chandigarh International Airport Chandigarh. Please share your contact details or hit LIKE so that my team can review your profile asap. We are hiring at all levels for these cities Spice jet,Jet Airways, INDO THAI. Go Air Airlines, So share your contact details. Thank show less
El 20 de abr., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
so I saw this sent and tried to forward it to you but no go. So I copied and pasted the above.. good luck..
16:22
29 de abr.
El 29 de abr., Peter dijo lo siguiente:
Thanks for the job tip, I'm going to look into Spice airlines. I do like Asia but my family situation might be too limiting to go there. I'm done with the military though...I'm sick of the bs. I'm mostly sick of being around low life idiots whose mindset I try to keep from dwelling on after sitting at my desk for 8 hours a day listening to all the crap all day long. I will vote for Trump...I'm done with the Globalist corrupt system that we've become and to prevent the inevitable collapse into statist solutions we need to just stop spending the money. Reagan really was a GREAT president. I miss him.
20:49
5 de mayo.
El 5 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
http://www.wnd.com/2015/05/here-they-are-hillarys-22-biggest-scandals-ever/ I wonder WHY I do not see anything on the campaign about these issues? What is wrong with the Democratic party allowing a person who has not been responsible to run for high office? So being blind in one eye I am now postering this around facebook and linkedin.. Figure might change one person's vote = myself I changed from libertarian to democrat to vote Sanders to have two chances against Hillary -https://cosmofunnel.com/dreams/i-have-nightmare-82536 I will be voting against her specifically..
El 5 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
Work wise you are in Washington - I know you want outside of the military however if you want a fair wage Lockheed is great -https://search.lockheedmartinjobs.com/ListJobs/ByKeyword/pilot/ I would recommend staying away from L-3, Raytheon, and Northrup. Worked for those and they are fair but not as good as Lockheed.
El 5 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
Did you move to Alabama now?
16:01
11 de may.
El 11 de may., Peter dijo lo siguiente:
No, my profiles and cell phones are from my last duty station in WA state. I have been stationed in New Orleans, LA for 2 years now. My military friends feel sorry for me...but I'm not sure that will buy me anything. The Democrats are crazy...their weaker little brother the Reps aren't much better just being feckless and useless when in power...Clinton is a mess. The media machine is starting to fall apart. What's news in S. America? I read Venezuela is literally falling apart and the society is collapsing...that's not good.
17:38
12 de may.
El 12 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
Venezuela for the military and police is okay. I have a future general here stationed there. I joked with him and gave him a roll of toilet paper to hear say. For the government there are no problems for those outside the government he states as long as you have money there is stuff if you do not have money and rely on the government there is a shortage.
El 12 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
Bolivia the post office has been on strike since December. My credit card, christmas and birthday gifts from my mom are still in transit meaning I most likely will never see them.
El 12 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
I am anti hillary as long as she does not win both alternatives are unique enough that I figure something good will happen.
El 12 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
Thus I write on facebook and post anti hillary on linkedin -https://cosmofunnel.com/poems/why-the-us-can-not-afford-the-clintons-90731
El 12 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
As for work wise outside the military, do yourself the favor and do a time with lockheed. the benefits are several and with the right people management you can make a living and enjoy life with people that are like minded..peace
13:39
21 de may.
El 21 de may., Peter dijo lo siguiente:
Bolivia is occupying Venezuela...that's interesting. Frankly Venezuela is really sad on many levels. All of these things are conspiring to bring about a one world currency...completely electronic in nature and totally controlled by the elite. They will be able to create $ out of thin air, purchase real labor and goods with this synthetic currency...and the people of the idiot dumbed down west will buy it b.c of convenience and efficiency....
10:57
El 21 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
No Bolivia police and military have to go outside of the country for training. Thus Johnnie is in Venezuela from July 15 through August 16. Bolivia does not occupy anything. It loses land mass. Chile, Brazil, Uruguay, etc.. Nice guy, funny and a wonderful personality. Currency wise I expect you are right but not completely. Communist China gold yuan will not be able to be converted to or for dollars. Thus the dollar will fall dramatically.
21:17
22 de may.
El 22 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
Pete,
El 22 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
I think I have lost - it.. See how many you remember and do not remember.
El 22 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
CERNs has us and we are in for a long ride... the end of which is already foretold "Are you sure you want to jump in?" "The hole is quite deep and once in you might not be able to get out." Being a stubborn new Bookworm whose ideology was always up for a new adventure I said "I was ready." Like that I was pushed into the possibility of a different better world which was and now wasn't and would not be remembered by that generation after me because so few people read. The first story I was given was Forrest Gump. I had watched the movie several times , inspiring me to think and do more than I should and always be kind and nice. I was quite taken back when the reality Ihttps://cosmofunnel.com/stories/cerns-has-us-and-we-are-in-for-a-long-ride-the-end-of-which-is-already-foretold-91251
12:13
El 22 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
Pete How do you spell Napoleon? http://www.ebay.com/sch/i.html?_from=R40&_trksid=m570.l1313&_nkw=nepoleon+&_sacat=0 THEY have changed how you spell Nepoleon to https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/NapoleonNapoleon. They have changed eBay to ebay.. what the reality is going on.
15:36
El 22 de may., Peter lo siguiente:
Not sure I follow you but the street near me is spelled Napoleon...the way it's always been.
20:41
23 de may.
El 23 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
I think I am not from here Pete. What and when did we meet in Colorado Springs or Manitou Springs colorado? As for Napoleon, did you look on eBay? Either I am in a very weird dream which is possible or the universe is different in ways I am not sure how to explain. Best examples I can share a few are this is a more practical world then the one I knew 5 days ago. When you were in your Christian college studying history we did not speak until when do you remember? In Denver do you remember me?
7:40
26 de may.
El 26 de may., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
Which way do you remember the video? in the movie made famous the world over by Disney.... it now says magic mirror on the wall.....https://m.youtube.com/?#/watch?v=Z_-pDpLVVNc
12:44
28 May
El 28 de may., Peter o siguiente:
The youtube link did not lead to any video. We met in Colorado at Summit ministries in the summer of 1991. We also went backpacking in the "Sangre de Cristo" mountains, enjoyed the hailstorm as we camped out at 11,000'...fun stuff. I have the regrets of being too harsh on the leaders during the critiques! Clint you seem like you are going through a tough time, I will continue to pray for you, hoping the Lord is blessing you and your family down there. The Christian college I went to is an interesting place...it's a small world with a great motto..."in all things Christ prominent"...Truth has been fleshed out a little more for me since then but I cling to the Gospel even more as I hope you do too. The problem with Justice is that you need to seek deep truths which lead you to the reality that this is a very dark world with wicked (twisted) people at the helm sometimes. My prayer for you is that you find a Jesus centered friend down there...Bolivian or whoever...putting Jesus the Christ at the center of your life is everything. Why Jesus? Because He says "Behold, I make all things anew"....the most amazing escatological statement ever stated!!!! You must be in Christ and Him in you...this means doing what you need to do to stay in that state. The world will crumble around us, but cling to the promises of God that he will guide you.
El 28 de may., Peter Dijo lo siguiente:
Clint, you don't need to understand everything...we were never engineered to grasp all things..."the knowledge of good and evil" isn't for us to know now...but soon those who are in Christ will judge not just this world but the angelic hierarchy as well.
9:43
3 de jun.
El 3 de jun., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
Pete, Tough time is not the word I would use. This experience is unique. Either I am on some drugs which are not possible, insulin and metformin is all I am taking right now due to my eyes or I am seeing the world through different eyes. 5/20 something happened - people's personalities changed, the colors of certain items that I care about and use changed, the biggest part is maps. I have seen South Africa like never before. I have seen Japan island off the coast of Korea which makes a lot of missiles fired during my time at the missile defense department in question, meaning where the island of Japan is now, missiles would have fallen on it. Personalities of my kids changed from laughter to sadness to anger at present. I am sure you are right and I am not jumping parallel universes but to go through the list of changes that I have seen. There is a mountain called illuminati here. Normally I would go and sit on the chair and turn my head and watch the clouds never move from the mountain. It would be at my four 35 point meaning I would have to turn my neck to see it. I have now seen that mountain in seven different locations, four of which I have noted in my journal. The biggest note is there is no cloud cover which is strange because during winter here the cloud covers the mountain the whole winter months whereas this mountain I can see the peak and no cloud cover. Other changes are sort of weird like maps changing of countries I know where one zxz because they were that size in Risk the game. Meaning you do not change south Africa the way I have seen it. Next the island of New Zealand is now two islands which makes no sense due to Winston Churchill entries examining where he drew the whole island to get into England's military school. Some things I remember and now they have changed. For example napoleon. Only way I remember that was Despotism -Napoleon - put his relatives on the thrones of Europe - i.e. spelling was hard for me in school so that was one word I learned due to teaching the Battle of Waterloo where the name Napoleon was spelled on the game. Other things are not so different but they are weird. One of my jumps I ended up in a parallel place where I had hair all of over me. Now you say what is the big deal. I do not like hair I am clean dirty meaning I did take showers when I was in the states twice a day. Now I am taking them less but that place would have driven me crazy with the amount of hair I found. You say aam imagining this but I mentioned this to my wife who is like you thinking I am crazy or on drugs. Neither- if I was on them I would keep my mouth shut. The personalities changes are weird and wild. One of the jumps the people were practical. Meaning if you did not need it you gave it away. My kid at that time got a wallet as a gift from a person I know would never in their right mind give my kid a wallet. Meaning my kid is nice sweet at times but not practical. Other things is polls national on CNN the major changes Hilary clinton only is winning when Trump is Skinny and serious - meaning I have watched news a few times after going nuts watching the Simpson on a very sexual explicit universe where you and I would call the cops or FFC about what we saw or at least what I saw in my parallel universe. I do not know Pete. I may be crazy, I am not hurting anyone. I stopped writing my tales because of something else - you can read my first few days observation on cosmofunnel Clinton Siegle - my nerves are a bit weird but three things are fair to say. You are who you are .. The amount of money in the parallel universe does not change nor much of what you were except how per e[ton is made in that universe. again I know thi is wild and weird and not nice. My self I am going through all tests my urine is okay along with my blood work. My wife wants me to see a psychologist three days ago. Since I have stopped talking she has either forgotten or in this place my story is chalked up as causing tears on 5/23. Meaning when I asked what happened to the mountain you should have seen the frame of mind the people were in. I am keeping a journal and know either I will have a great fictional book to sell or I will figure something out. Example Bayer buying Maestoso misspelled that in my timeframe Wednesday 5/19 or 5/18 they announced buying it for 43 billion and now the price is 63 billion in this timeframe. I am not sure but so far each of my trades has not worked out to what I expected. Meaning my cash is the same just the amount of the stocks bought and and what price changes meaning - one place I had 7348 stocks and last time I checked 7938 stocks - VALE the amount of how much I would have cash is the same but the stock price and amount of stock were totally different. Anyway you keep praying for me. I will keep praying for you. I have been stuck here for three days but I think I am slowing down. Meaning the changes I noticed were small if I would not have counted stripes on wall I would not have noticed much difference between yesterday and today - but I count just to make sure I am waking up in the same bed. Two days ago my count was 5 now it is 3. you might think people come in and change the room. I do not think so. I think I am jumping into someone else's reality. Just like the television programs some of what I saw was not normal. Example in a beautify women place the people spent 14 minutes discussing a political conflict. In my reality they would have sent their messengers and galloped off to fight the evil one or at least the discussion would have been a side note not 15 minutes.. https://cosmofunnel.com/stories/cern-is-changing-me-even-as-i-speak-i-am-forgetting-91260
El 3 de jun., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
https://cosmofunnel.com/stories/cern-has-eaten-my-family-91263
21:39
4 de jun.
El 4 de jun., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yG6x-sb35y8
El 4 de jun., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HCCjo0oPsz8
El 4 de jun., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
Question to you. 1 In Bolivia Illimani mountain has moved 7 times since 5-20. I used to see it on the patio at my 425 position. Now it is at 212 position. 2. Napoleon or Napoleon 3. South America has shifted roughly 700 miles south east 4. I have seen South Africa, the country on my globe, change three times. Any ideas on this would be appreciated. 5. Conscientious path is scary if you realize people's personalities are changing also.
9:36
El 4 de jun., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
http://www.ebay.com/sch/i.html?_from=R40&_trksid=m570.l1313&_nkw=johny+quest&_sacat=0
El 4 de jun., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lIjqZEAIkgE
El 4 de jun., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JXaHK2YRMhk
El 4 de jun., Clinton Siegle dijo lo siguiente:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JXaHK2YRMhk
to me
CERN these trips you are sending me on. My realization of one item is not so good for me at all. Maybe I should not return to my timeline. Maybe I shall never understand hatred nor love ever again. This trip at least has told me my heart is no longer loved. Today I realize who my wife is in love with. Her cousin. I also realize whom she has been seeing since 2006. Realization is not not nice nor comforting. Shame is great in my life and my heart is broken.
I can no longer see Mount illimani. The mountain is gone. Switzerland and France owe me big time. I am not sure if I can ever pay them back for this trip and noted the hatred I feel at this moment. Realization of how much I am a fool is a bigger problem. That whatever deity there is laughing at me is no fun either. I feel alone again like I shall die but if I am alone so be it. Realization is hatred.
06/15/2012 9:37PM
Rossio, your sister- who is the person she is seeing there? After more than 24 hours of travel between increases, decreases in aircraft, endless waits at airports and all delayed flights, reach media night and the only thing he wanted was to take my pill and not wake up, because even a second stop thinking about you, you don't know how much I love you and what hurt me this "separation", but over your decision. I love you, I love you, and even in my dreams "empastillado" do not you alejaste me, in the middle of my dream I expected to hear the tone of the cell becoming my beautiful morning message. Awakening was scary, knowing that I'll not be seeing. All good this back is what again had my hands to my baby to my friend when I'm bajoneado as now I climb to the and handling without direction, is the only that I "listen and understand me" and only ask God to guide my legs and hands (because I'm still an inexperienced driver) have so much adrenaline inside is such frustration that the only thing I want to run and scream that I love you. He cannot be at home because I felt that I drowned, I have a lump in the throat and one more in the heart, I want to scream that I love you, I miss you and you are the love of my life.
I shall never love again in this life. You are a vile and evil person called my wife.
5-20 I awoke to go to the hospital with my mother in law. She actually screams at me. This is new. I have not been screamed at by her for anything. She is different. The hospital waiting room has changed. Instead of a dark sitting room with no one else to sit with there are 20 or more women there. I am not sure but something has changed. We leave and she argues with the taxi driver three times about the cost of how much it is to the American embassy. Getting there I notice that the American embassy has changed. The height is taller. The color of my mother-in-law's brooms are red today.
5 23 facebook kicks me off my computer. My computer is broken by my kid. Mount illimani instead of being visible from down stairs at a 4 23 position is placed where I can only see it upstairs at 1 15 position meaning it is huge and not where I normally see it. The color of my mother-in laws brooms is an awkward blue today.
5 30 I am missing a whole mountain. Mount Illimani is nowhere to be found upstairs down stairs. I ask and am told to forget about it. Not sure what to think. The color of my mother-in-law's brooms are red today, not blue.
5 31 Either I am in a new plane of existence or Bolivia has become extremely wealthy all of a sudden. All the cars and buses are new. Counting on a trip housing etc there is like an additional 2 thirds here. Meaning prior to 5 20 I could only fit 11 people in one of these vans. Now I have anywhere from 15 to 17 people here. Call me crazy but this is wild.The color of my mother in laws brooms are red today.
6 1 Wrote CERN asking for transportation money back to my timeline. No one has replied and I think they hope I go away. I think France and Switzerland owe me big time for this parallel universe trip. The color of my mother-in-law's brooms are purple today.
6- 2 Mount lii is at 3 15 position on the second floor third window. Watching a whole mounting move in reality is not scary. Just unnerving a bit. I have my family which is okay. The color of my mother-in-law's brooms are green today.
6 3 My wife is fat today. She is cute when fat. I enjoy her company. The mountain moved again ' now at a 5 23 position The color of my mother in laws brooms are green today.
6 4 Beautiful women day. or maybe regal day there is something noticeably different. All the women are lovely here. The color of my mother-in-law's brooms are purple today. 3 15 Position upstairs window is where I can see illimani.
6 7 Best looking ass day. Either all ugly women have hidden or I am living with some women who can change appearance. Mount illimani is at 5-15 positions and I can barely see it. The color of my mother in laws brooms, not sure where they are, the one for the dogs is red, which is one I did not look at yesterday so I am not sure if it changed or not.
6 8 Mount illimani is at 3: 19 meaning the top I can see at the 3 o'clock position and the end is about 4 minutes away from the top floor 7th window. My wife is different. Then the rest of the days. She said a few things which are extreme in nature. The color of my mother in law broom not sure hidden or not showing where i can see them.
6 9 The whole mountain is gone. There is no mount illimani in my line of sight. The color of my mother-in laws brooms are old and blue today.
6 11 found out something very personal today. Not sure what to do. The color of my mother in laws brooms are old and blue today. I can handle color changes mountain changes personalities. But to realize you are living a lie with someone who hates you that is something I am not sure what to do. Today I walked several blocks and thought. I am thinking V for vendetta but to whom and for what CERN for shifting my reality to here?? My wife for lying to me for 13 years? People of Michigan for stealing from me 107k of rent monies owed me? God of this deity which owns these parallel universes? Fear? I fear tonight for I am alone. I realized I was always alone just how alone I thought I had a wife who I could count on but now. Now I am alone and with so much hatred I can not think. Mount Illimani is nowhere to be seen upstairs nor in an eight block walk due to disabilities that took me 2 hours. Tunk this reality is about what I am thinking but how.. I have no money. I have no friends. I am alone. My ideology at present consist of some long discoherent ramblings, autograph photos of which I am thankful of and ideas which make this world not worth much. Should I strike at it? What is that point? Where is the point I should strike? Failure I have failed yet again. I failed so many times you would think I could pick myself up and dust myself up and say this too will pass and move on. But to what point. I was hoping to raise a family. With wife I am now not sure what to do there. I love her so no pain for her but my heart is broken. My kids they need to be safe so what next. This jumping around the universe I realize everyone is who they are. There is no if only I did this I would be a millionaire. For some grand purpose I can see that everything which has happened has happened before and for a reason? Some call this the Mendela effect. I call this the realization that luck, time, distance, rich or poor, hairy realities, ugly beautiful women realities all of them do not matter. I can not take a right turn but somewhere some other poor sucker is doing the same thing. Mistake ville maybe that is what I am supposed to realize I am just a mistake? That makes no sense. I already realized that a long time ago. V is for Vendetta whom exactly should I be trying to get even for my own mistakes? That is my question for fear. I have met that fear and it is me. I hate it. There is no escaping who I am. But escaping this past now the question is how? Do I just make random choices with a dice like on the Big Band theory? Do I close my eyes and run away? Do I start getting even with people that were evil to me?
Today I am not sure if I bounced or not.
I found Mount Illimani. It is over two hills away - meaning the original timeframe I could see it without any hills.
I have decided on Vengeance and have cursed Florida, Utah, North Dakota, New York, and Michigan. I did this last night. I will continue to do this until I am revenged. Let us see.
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Clinton Siegle
June 12 2016, 03:57 pm -0700
banana
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Clinton Siegle
June 12 2016, 04:22 pm -0700
I broke my mother-in -law's heart today with a joke I told in the taxi.. usually I am ignored and I can tell it without much problems.. that I hurt someone is wildly not me.. I think I must be becoming evil.. bahabhabhb banana
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Clinton Siegle
June 13 2016, 06:34 am -0700
I cried.
I did not watch Game of Thrones.
But one of me did.
He also played my pirate tides of fortune.
I wonder what he is like.
If I was him I would run away from this place too.
Evil.
The Room has changed colors upstairs from old blue to green.
Saw illimani yesterday and cannot see it today.
Will have to walk.
My curse is still going on.. shame is great.. I figure I have been screwed all my life.. So I am broadening my view of vengeance.
If everything you have done you did and everything could have been done. The only way to do something different is to change. But if everything has been done, the only way to change is to bring change. However if you are limited by the game to resources and friend influence what is the point meaning I have tried for more money that did not work. I have tried to do different work that did not work. I am at this point where I am in need of some creativity and my solutions are running slime. I am thinking maybe asking France and Switzerland due to their owning CERN for a grant to study by myself or maybe starting an awkward business or parallel universe message delivery system. If I am truly seeing the universe through slivers of time space. What am I supposed to do? At the beginning if I knew what I know now I could have made a 3 day fortune buying Monastery when Bayer introduced their bid. So far however other than visiting yesterday where the world said 20 people were shot and today it is 49 plus 1 I am not sure what the heck to think.
Anyone wants to send a message to a parallel universe send me a note.. Maybe I can save your other self from discovering things about people you would like to have known sooner rather than later..
For myself I am going for a walk to find my mountain. 8 blocks yesterday let me see if I can see it today.
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Clinton Siegle
June 13 2016, 11:39am -0700
The Montauk project is a new one to me. Anyone know if any of the scientists are still alive from this project?
Today I walked a lot with no sign of the mountain.
On the teleferico and wola I can see a three finger mountain. Yesterday it was as big as my fist so either it has lost size or it is getting farther away which would seem to be indicated due to the height of the teleferico being 150 feet up and due south of me.
Doctors appoints and vision. today I was actually confident in my eye doctor. LAst visit was two weeks ago. Here evidently I am going every week. Here the guy actually explained the procedure well whereas in my timeframe I thought the guy was nuts. Here he explained that my eyes are bleeding and need to be stopped bleeding with a shoot. While in my world the explanation was that the vessels would be painted onto a wall. The different explanation makes sense to me. Who wants to be blind with blood versus who wants to stop the bleeding. Major description change and detail change.
Here evidently I was better off sight wise then last week whereas I was blind as a bat last week.
Other new items - colors of the brooms are green upstairs blue first floor and walkway is red. Red broom is new, and the other two are old. This world is more technological than yesterday. The more the difference. The dogs are brown here.
That is one major thing I can say is different. Dog colors. in Bolivia they have kept their dogs and had a vaccination for rabies yesterday where the dogs were black and large. Today they were brown and large. Four days ago the dogs in the street were all white.
Taste and food. I must say the taste of cheese is different and the way it handles in the digestive tract is different. I am having diarrhea today from whatever I ate yesterday. Today I had a sandwich from Alexandria. The price of 42 is the same as my time. The exception is I got a brownie instead of a danish which is something I normally order. They Were out of Danish. Why am I writing this here? Someone found my hardcopy journal and instead of explaining I told them I am writing a story. I am not this one but another one which seems a distraction but life is that way at times. What else went to the church yesterday. If I heard correctly the world will lay down with the lab. In my complexity of the world it is the lion who will lie down with the lamb. So there is a difference in religious undertones and influence.
Once my eyesight is better, I will transcribe my handwritten journal. I took the pages out of the book and left the book for people to ponder on. The drawings would make no sense in either world so I do not care if people think or what they think of my block pointing out where I have seen mount illuminati from either the first floor second floor or across the valley in a taxis or on the telfer cairo.
What else. This world has more information and detail on people visiting other people. They actually provide names and places of events while in all the others where I had access to the internet it was always vague whether this person was in Spain or a person arrived in Japan. Here they gave names dates and places. I am not sure what to think. All I Can say is I am glad I took typing classes because I can not see what I am writing at present let alone look up other people's information. I did send an invite to a lady in Spain that had this happen to her in 2008. My response from CERn still no one has even answered anything. I am wondering if I have to rewrite the request or search for grants for CERN. On a side note. Yesterday to today. The orlando event. Yesterday I am sure only 20 people died. Today I heard 49 and this morning I got 50 . I am not really sure what it means either things are speeding up or more people are dying.
Ringtones on phones are different too.
Distance I am 5500 kilometers from where I should be at last time I checked. Santiago Chile should be alien to the San Francisco timeline and be a 9 and half hour flight.
Peace. Tomorrow once the drops in my eyes are gone so I can see I will transcribe my journal pages that I have hidden.
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Clinton Siegle
June 13 2016, 12:18 pm -0700
Clinton Siegle
2:50 PM (26 minutes ago) skybooks@yahoo.com orgoneproducts1@gmail.com
to orgoneproducts1, skybooks
Dear Mr. Moon, Mr Preston B. Nichols,
I am writing to you because I can find you on the internet.
Since 5.20 I have been traveling to different people's realities.
Locations, branding of products, colors, sounds, taste and personalities all have changed several times along with my feelings towards this adventure.
I am wondering if my eyesight is getting better here but it's worse for the guy that was me today. What and how do I get back to my timeframe?
Also can I sue CERN for these affects to my life meaning I have discovered a few things that make me go home a question that I am unsure how to reflect on.
https://cosmofunnel.com/stories/a-dairy-of-sorts-92183 Remember I am blind in one eye and typing this with size 350 font so if some words are wrong I apogolieis.
Thank you and hopefully you will respond
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Clinton Siegle
June 13 2016, 12:22 pm -0700
http://www.digitalmontauk.com/?page_id=44
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Clinton Siegle
June 13 2016, 12:24 pm -0700
Why am I adding a letter here?
I simply can not find my letter to CERN.
I am beginning to think I am the only one realizing that I am on vacation and not enjoying this experience at all.
I am starting to wonder about other things.
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Clinton Siegle
June 13 2016, 02:20 pm -0700
walked to my spot
The sitting location now has bricks only one half of the way.
The dog population now has long haired wolves like dogs..
Yesterday they were black and short haired.
woman in cookie shop is now a chilita she was a modern lady yesterday,
The guy in the bookshop is now a woman. I could not verify if the guy lived there or not. My Spanish is bad. She directed me to the barber shop.
teleferico has a new stop. not supposed to be there but hey what do I know.
Clinton Siegle
June 13 2016, 05:13 pm -0700
http://listverse.com/2014/05/05/10-creepy-tales-of-interdimensional-travel/
CERN what have you done?
Where to begin?
Let me start with my wife who has rearranged the furniture upstairs, installed a door lock on a door and somehow now can fit 12 people in a space. Last week we had a problem fitting 8 people.
This might not sound big but to me it means I am not where I began. This is not my world.
Next I thought I was the person responsible for moving me here and there. I discovered that I am not even on the backboard of the chess pieces. I might be a far left pawn or even off the board at present. The person responsible I met yesterday. I am not sure how to say this but life is interesting.
Game of Thrones - I am not sure where to begin. First the plot has changed a bit. I read all the books starting 98 through. I think this parallel universe is called the practical universe. That is at least what I call it now. I could not put my finger on the change until I realized a few things.
It started with gifts my kids showed me receiving. A wallet? What in the world would a person give a person a wallet for? I asked. She replied that her cousin gave it to her because she was now older and did not need a wallet. I am sure this makes perfectly good sense to people here in practical land but to me this is like saying I have outgrown my socks. Who does not need a wallet?
The Game of Thrones scene where they spend 10 to 15 minutes consulting who is on their side and who will stand with them or against and sending the emerald knight away to get their uncles army was like what the and where the am I.
In my world you do not plan such things in a movie. The plot moves along the lines of confront, overcome or be overcome and gamble to see if you win or lose. Here I think without counting your men to see if you have enough you might even surrender the north versus fight to the death which is like a lot of poetry in my parallel universe.
Napoleon versus Napoleon you spell it the first way I spell it the second. This has changed and I know it. http://www.ebay.com/sch/i.html?_from=R40&_trksid=p2050601.m570.l1313.TR12.TRC2.A0.H0.Xnepoleon.TRS0&_nkw=nepoleon&_sacat=0
What else - I must say that the women here are much more beautiful and practical I believe is the word. It took me a while to put a description on this until I saw someone that I knew from high school on facebook. Either they can doctor the photos here really well or a person can lose 50 pounds without much problems within a week is all I can say. Instead of a cute puffy face she seemed regal.
Finally, Math skills and so forth. I am impressed here. Everyone seems to know math and technical terminology along with the programming skills for spell check. It is much more advanced than in my world. I would call this the practical math beautiful woman world while I will call my home parallel world gambling story driven world.
Just a note - I must not be a good friend here, only one out of 10 answered my question. Either my question is not understood or I do not communicate well here. I am not sure which.
A final aside, money seems to be a driving force here. The community of helping each other out has shifted. I would not say people are non giving but they seem to have a different nature. Instead of a spirit of giving it is more like the practical side of if I do not need it and someone else needs it give it to them which is nice. It is also interesting. If I did what I did in my universe I hopefully was a very giving person here. If not I am not sure.
To begin, I am watching Big Bang Theory and Sheldon. He is wearing a shirt that had never been on my television series before, meaning I watched this program with him in it and the green striped shirt is not what he was wearing in it. I do not recall what he wore but I knew that something was off. It is like watching a show and seeing something wrong or different.
Next my doppelganger older daughter is wearing a sweatshirt that can not be. Meaning I did not buy it and she says she has worn it all the time. This color is blue. She has been wearing a red sweatshirt.
My second doppelganger daughter's teeth are fixed. Saving 2000 dollars for braces so I am saving money. Only now I hear there is a new cafe next to the soccer field which was my home yesterday and today is a strip mall in La Paz.
Finally, my dog is not my dog and he knows it. I wonder if I get back to my realm of reality and what to expect. My meatloaf was acceptable, and my brownie was acceptable. My Doppelganger mother in law is still different from the other one. This one is a bit meaner while my wife is nicer to me. I think maybe this parallel universe is not working well. I guess here that sugar is not used as much because I made a dry brownie and people asked for seconds. The meat tastes differently rougher though more like a bison with a hint of non tenderness. I think everyone here is tougher and surprisingly so am I. I did something, and it worked. In my universe, it would not work.
Today's news difference is Donald Trump looks older and strained where in my universe Trump is more jolly and happier looking. His daughter is married and with a kid, she looks wonderful in my universe, but here she is a bit sexier, which is scarier because beauty seems more of a concern nearby. I think the parallel realms are wild. Here my wife and family are laughing. In my realm, my wife is a bit mean and so are a few other people. They all are laughing as I recall this is not the laughing type of people or at least at present.
The biggest change and unexpected delight is they fed me sugar. I know that sounds weird but in my realm as a diabetic I am more than limited to the amount of sugar. Final discovery is now called Skecher. I am now wearing knock off shoes or the other parallel universe is totally weird and wild in the advertisement, Remember Blue then Red not Red blue.
In addition, the dog smells differently. What is my problem? I read. I remember. Churchill stories are being changed. How you spell names are being changed. Napoleon is how I remember him. Nepotism is the word that meant putting your relative in high places of authority such as he did by placing his relatives on all the throne of Europe.http://www.ebay.com/sch/i.html?_from=R40&_trksid=m570.l1313&_nkw=nepoleon+&_sacat=0 THEY have changed how you spell Napoleon to https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Napoleon Napoleon. They have changed eBay to ebay.. what the reality is going on. SO does a few other people who sell his old stuff on eBay. Either we are all nuts or a demon has control of the idol.
For the court of Ender the pirate's last few years were gloom- he was old and had become both unglamorous with a bad taste for music. The court was bored and desperate for novelty. So in 1710 when the pirate battles started a fresh new pirate of fifteen-year-old lad named the Claw who was both devilishly handsome and charming had a particularly strong effect on the ladies within the Troll kings court. He was witty and cared for politics as few men cared. He saw that the cycle of life was to happen to a great country but he also saw no one cared. So within he started his plan to tell a tale that would live on even after his soul was burning on fire for his lovers. His plan was witty and indulgent, some of the wenches laughed when his hands wandered towards places a fifteen year old should not have his hands.. CERN or a different Clinton Siegle wrote this- I sure of heck would have continued it but the wildness is growing more and more. For those that recall I am a one legged pirate stuck in Bolivia due to finances and life in general. My doppelganger wife just showed up and gave me a new pair of socks. For those that do not understand. In my parallel universe I have not had new socks since 2014 they are all diabetic socks which help my feet. Either I am in some type of reality show or someone is pulling my leg - the socks she gave me are the same color not material. I asked when I got new socks - her reply was always yours. For those that do not know me. I talk to and with my socks. These socks are not something I recall nor have I talked to them. I think they might have an interesting story to tell. They are tight and not elastic like my diabetic socks. The spell is working again. I am recalling and forgetting the past.
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Wayward pines - I remember this story. What I am watching is not the story I remember. I remember not liking it that much for season one due to the murder of one FBi agent left in a house and a waitress whom everyone in the town just watched having her throat slit.
What the double LL am I watching now - this is my recollection - Since 2015, he stars on the Fox television series, Empire. The former was created by Lee Daniels and Danny Strong in which he plays a hip-hop mogul who discovers he is dying and must ensure the survival of his music empire. The cast includes Taraji P. Henson and Gabourey Sidibe. He was also part of the Fox series Wayward Pines, which ran for one season in 2015. The latter series was produced by M. Night Shyamalan And also included cast members Matt Dillon, Melissa Leo, and Juliette Lewis. NOTE ONE SEASON this - this program is not what I watched.
Friends, my eyesight is bad. Being blinded with blood I realize I do not see the world correctly but Friends Chandler Bing actor either has been doctored up or in this universe the world has better looking people.
How to Train my Dragon. The hero's nose is completely different. I remember him with a more hawkish face. This face is not who I remember in that movie.
Talking with my family, the current reality is wild. I must either be a big flirt here or a stud. I was or am a conservative due to verbal abuse so this new found approach to being able to speak my mind and swear if I desired to is refreshing but not my world. Blue to Red not Red to Blue..
I am getting more excited to watch Game of Thrones. What if what I watched these past three weeks sucked on purpose because the director either did not provide enough background or those few seconds to capture the moment on purpose. The movies here suck in two different ways. It seems that people actually speak everything out. Example Wayward pines - the guy instead of rushing in and killing everyone opposing him. HE actually says hold up and put your weapons on the ground and only one shot and he kills that one while the rest surrounds what the h e double hockey sticks world is this. We do not plan. We act. We do not take prisoners, we survive. How have I survived the zombies and sharks? Being more than they are. ONE Season not Two Seasons for Wayward Pines.
Wild the story line is different. The approach is different. The plot of people living for two years being able to wake up in a bed without being drained. This world is wild. I wonder if I could survive here.
Wild. I do not know what I am watching but the clarity is I am not where I was. Also I just noticed my wife's hair is pulled back, not curly and out. I think I have a new wife. At least now the Simpsons are on. If I get back remember blue to red red to blue..
Now the Simpson the world global shows up and somehow South America has moved about six hundred miles towards Africa. What the.. Marge is dancing as a pop singer?
Wild I knew the author that died recently. Having met him online he was trying to find someone to help his dogs before he died. Now I just watched a Purge because I think my Spanish is not that bad of an economist. This is wild.
What am I watching? I just watched Simpson take a standardized test without a joke. The department of standardized tests - who the heck are they? There so far has not been a single joke. Not a single joke or anything but Bart playing with a bug. What is this? Skinner is begging here in this world what happened to his attitude? Homer is moving a parking meter for coins and not drinking beer nor working at the nuclear plant.
Bart takes the exam. The government says it will destroy the school? What is this? Now Train my dragon - and the hero again is not the hero I remember.. Who in the world makes this up? Being pushed down the rabbit hole makes me wonder what else I am missing?
I checked the inside of my shoe again just to check. I bought Skechers. But my shoe says Skecher - either I am in a knockoff world or someone has no sense of spelling.
New looking at Napoleon which makes the word Despotism which was given to Napoleon due to his placing all his family on the thrones of Europe is now spelled Napoleon. Another reason I remember Napoleon was I played War of Waterloo for three years and now I can not find it.
Skinner wild - instead of lining people pulling fire alarms instead of lining everyone up and moving them out - in this world they pair up and have a fire mate to leave the building? I think this would cause some people to be burnt up instead of leaving a building. So maybe this is an unsafe world.
The purge of the Simpson's is that the program is now trying to tell kids to study and pass a standardized test. Is he having a nightmare that the school would be destroyed because he failed the exam and destroy the town? What in the world - who is running the Simpsons? Where was the humor? Satire is dead I think. Maybe this is just a bad dream.
The police now have Simpson and they give a lecture instead of firing their gun. What in the world? I am sure now I am not in a good universe. Either humor is dead or Bart's sister is evil in this universe where in my world she would try to help Bart succeed in the test versus give B which in my world the answer is C the most common answer to multiple choice tests..
Also there seems to be a hell of a lot more commercials. I must get out of here. Maybe I will try a spell tonight. My fear is what happens if this gets me someplace worse. So far in five days I have noticed in one of those days my dog was scared of me. I figure the dog rule applies through the universe parallel effects. Meaning in one of these universes I owe some people an apology or I need to find me and beat the shit out of him. Being blind and one legged this requires me something to think about. More commercials. This place is trying to sell something I am not sure about. Still no humor with Bart Simpson. What the hell is going on with comedy in this parallel world?
Marge is lecturing Homer and Homer just lied without any problem and She believed it. This is not the Marge I remember nor is this humorous.. What has happened?
Bart is trying hard on a test to save his school? and the globe shows up and the map is wrong again somehow the whole north and south america is tilted what in the world. Marge is thanking the standardized department - where in the world is humor or satire? Finally they have some humor by knocking down a wall. But then they made a wild and weird statement. IF you watched the Simpson for twenty years you realize something tenable has happened. No humor no satire no . no no no no.. Either my Spanish is getting worse or this world is practical and a no nonsense world.
MArge is watching an itchy and Scratchy play and it is not showing them murdering each other. Finally Itch shows up and cuts the cat to pieces but this makes no sense. The mouse and cat should never speak and yet they are speaking and Homer has now lost a few hairs on his head and their song uses the word erotic in a song.. That is not the Simpson. No sex policy, no change. Who changed the script?
Skinner talks in an audience? This is nuts - Skinner speaks and speech he does not speak without an issue. Skinner is a transgender dress wearing person? Total is equals?
Finally he faints that makes sense but then a joke is actually made and it is not funny but they laugh?
Bazaario world.. They make the kids dance with each other? More commercials and they are selling cake and banks - wild the commercial is not even for a bank in Bolivia.
The CAT watch commercial has changed. I don't recall what it used to say but built to last was not the theme. Style or something else.
CERN you are playing a poor boy from Montana very wrong. More commercials this does not make sense. Bolivia does not have this many products or I would be fat if I could eat what I am seeing on the television and believe me I can eat.
Well I am a little bit more flipped out. Kung Fu Panda the Panda has lost weight and does not have the fluffy feeling I know. If I watch something I know it. Somewhere in this parallel universe is a fat panda bear which I like. This one was a bit more gross and less likable;
Searching for more changes - now this is the wildest - clicking on yahoo I am taken to Firefox install download. Firefox is not used in my universe unless with TOR to lose the hacker police. And to see an advertisement does not mean it clicks all the way to try to install the program on my computer. Denied. Unless you fixed your browser, why would I use it?
Who is this Trump? 50 million he is saying in primaries - the last time I checked five days ago was 36 million dollars. Where did 14 million dollars go in 5 days? His voice does not sound the same. He sounds tired versus the guy I knew was more vocable.
Is he talking to him? He is talking Bernie Sander - trade agreement great finally something I remember him talking about still he sounds different.
First off - everyone I have contacted has acted differently within the past 3 to 5 days. Depending on what I would expect and what I have seen.
Example I just got done taking tea with my wife's family.
1. My wife was mad at her sister and was or would not even talk to her in a normal voice but a voice of high pitch meanness you know the type.
Here she is speaking with her, and laughing with her currently over tea. She even shared a meal with her.
2. My mother in law is a wonderful lady and completely polite to the fault of taking harm to herself and telling me not to scream or do anything unkind or use wrong words.
Here she is the most colorful person with a description of abusing some people that I had to admit was different.
3. My sister in law just asked me to bake a brownie cake which I had just made. I remember specifically my wife telling me not to bake for her due to some health problem or other.
Here She seems to have lost a few pounds of fat and has a lovely face instead of being a little fat. Now there was not a word when I mentioned I would do that and make it a skittle castle which I am excited about because this will be my first baking of skittles.
4. What makes me sure that I am not from this world. My wife is painting a napkin holder. This is why I know I am not from this world. Why? She painted two days ago while I was watching her.
Here The napkin holder was unpainted and she is painting it black right now. From brown wood to black.
5. My blood sugar is down. I think corn syrup must not be in any of the products here. In my universe I have about 22 pounds of sugar in my system.
6. All of the people I contacted on facebook are more colorful in their language.
Here being salty is being who you are versus where I came from hiding your true feelings was something you had to do to be considered Politically correct.
7. Both Bernie Sanders and Donald Trump look totally different.
Here Trump looks like he was hit with a serious stick and lost his happiness and personality loved by the universe. Bernie Sanders seems to have lost 20 pounds and this is the wildness of his hair. Either he has learned to comb it better or he has more hair in this universe than in mine.
8. Mentally I am not altogether here I am afraid. Somehow I think the person that was here before me has been a bit more adventurous than me. My feelings about other feelings towards me leaves me feeling that I might have done something which in my universe would be considered a no no.
9. Politically this is even wilder.
Here Gary Johnson polls at 11 percent. In my universe he was getting 10. A small difference but one being a libertarian I would have noticed because I will not vote Hillary Clinton. Bernie Sanders Super delegates Hillary has 525 now in my universe she only had 501. Bernie has 39 and in my world he has 43. But the switch up is the voter she was 216 away from reaching 2383. What surprises me most is Trump is showing he is losing to Hillary. In my world the last time I remember he was at 48 percent Hillary 41 and 10 percent went to Gary Johnson. Note the only reason I know about Gary Johnson in my world is that he was a Peace Corps volunteer from Minot, North Dakota. I am sure hoping nothing has changed that.
10. Reality switch that is really getting me. I can not wait to see what the writers here have done to the Game of Thrones. This should be interesting and I wonder if the Wheel of Times series is different.
I was awoken by a little kid. My daughter whom I love very much. She had changed. She seemed more fearful of me and less smiley for some reason.
I noticed that the spell was still working when I went to play with my dog. Instead of greeting me and being normal he barked and had to sniff and look at me to see if I was who I was. In this world the dog knows more than the people.
What confirmed my parallel existence was confirmed by three events of which I will try to explain my memory of how life was versus how it appears to be in this disillusion.
First a grader for potatoes. If you remember a steel grader which like myself has run your hand into you will remember the pain of such a cutting instrument. This is something you would remember. Today I was surprised to find a modern grader plastic and sharp enough to cut on the first slice instead of needing three pushes to get through the blade. To my surprise I asked when we got this. My doppelganger wife said we have always had it. That was when I knew I was not either right in the head or in someplace else. The head part I can figure out being off medicines for pain, illusions and other meds for the past 8 months I thought maybe I was missing something.
The spell had worked - the room where I was visiting had changed in small ways enough that if you looked you could see the change. Example a plant stand that yesterday stood next to my chair and held my book while I petted my dog, not this doppelganger dog that presently is still trying to figure out who I am. He is also way too clean to be my dog. I know my dog, I smell him and he is not the smell I used to remember. Anyway the plant stand is no longer where it stood yesterday, which had held my book. One might say they moved it along with a chair, reupholstered a coach that had been a linen cloth thrown over to being a linen cloth fitted coach. These are three of the small items I saw just in that room. The spell that whomever has used is changing people's memories too.
My older doppelganger daughter whom I love answered two questions correctly but the third question she got wrong. Now we have watched Forrest Gump at least seven times. It was her favorite for a few months. The line - Forrest Gump: My momma always said, "Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." I know she knew the correct or in my parallel universe world statement which goes like Forrest Gump: My momma always said, "Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." Someone is trying to drain hope and life from this parallel world. I am not sure whom or why but the Bookworms society is gone. I tried their extension and no one will answer. I fear the worst. This is who I am today 5/22/2016. The word to remember tomorrow is Blue Red not Red Blue. Let me see if that changes back or stays the same. In this universe, I am still alone. Scared not as much as I would expect to visit a parallel universe, but I noticed the change on 5/19/2016 with my mother in-law and I know she is not whom I used to know. Kindness is our only hope. Star Wars also has changed. Why would it be "No, I am your father" not "Luke. I am your father." It is like every pleasant quote is being rewritten by the supercomputer that the CIA turned on which was super cooled to allow time travel and CERN which allowed a particle from another dimension has shifted this world. Something's excellent and something's bad. I am still me. A triangle has more than 180 degrees.
"Are you sure you want to jump in?" "The hole is quite deep and once in you might not be able to get out." Being a stubborn new Bookworm whose ideology was always up for a new adventure I said "I was ready." Like that I was pushed into the possibility of a different better world which was and now wasn't and would not be remembered by that generation after me because so few people read.
The first story I was given was Forrest Gump. I had watched the movie several times , inspiring me to think and do more than I should and always be kind and nice. I was quite taken back when the reality I was in fell right into the rabbit hole. http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0109830/quotes THE quote was changed - Forrest Gump: My momma always said, "Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." THAT was wrong. I looked for an explanation. I searched and then got out my old VCR and watched the movie - magically it had changed there too. The magic seemed to affect all printed, electrical material, and movies. I asked a person whom I knew who watched the movie with me and she said the quote as it is now. Forrest Gump: My momma always said, "Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." BUT I asked should it not say Forrest Gump: My momma always said, "Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." She said and I quote "oh that makes the whole movie more interesting went about her business as if what I had said never occurred. The rabbit hole entering is a dangerous one. Be aware of whom you share this information with. FOR I have found that the world has changed dramatically since I have left the service of the Bookworms. The magic is evil in that it is still hope and replacing simple advertisement charm and wit with boring and not so good quotes for a purpose. To what purpose. Just thinking about the person I was talking to - to make her less interesting and more mean. The second story after finding myself afraid and not sure what to say or whom to ask. I was given a company's name. JCPenny story. I knew them. They were an occult store that hired supposedly only virgins for some reason. JC Penny you know you have shopped there right? To my wildest dreams, whoever changed the name magically added an E... Why an E? JC Penney. What in the world? How can this be? I looked online and everywhere. The new spelling along with the old spelling was there. Evidently the old spelling still had not been magically erased on eBay. And there I noticed the B in Bay was now a b. What in the world? At least I could find JC Penny spelled right in obituaries and old static print newspapers and microfiche. This was too much. I called the Bookworm society. There was no answer. I began to panic. I called my mom. She remembers JCPenny too. Thank the Lord of Light. I tried the Bookworm society again but to no avail. Third for whatever reason my adventure spell or lesson gave me the movie Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.. “Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?”. That was what I was expecting but what the magic spell creates was -
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937)
[first lines]
Queen: Slave in the magic mirror, come from the farthest space, through wind and darkness I summon thee. Speak! Let me see their faces.
Magic Mirror: What wouldst thou know, my Queen?
Queen: Magic mirror on the wall, who is the fairest one of all?
Magic Mirror: Famed is thy beauty, Majesty. But hold on, a lovely maid I see. Rags cannot hide her gentle grace. Alas, she is more fair than thee.
Queen: Alas for her! Reveal her name.
Magic Mirror: Lips red as the rose. Hair black as ebony. Skin white as snow.
Queen: Snow White! I was faint. And realized I knew the source of this evilness even if my fellow Bookworms would not come forth or answer their phone. Being a watcher what does a person do? What should a person do? I spoke to my spell again and another disturbing sign appeared. Once I knew and one I thought must have been the pre advertisement sign. Chevron Blue and Red. The other Chevron Red and Blue. My realization of the change was looking at all Chevrons now which show a Red and Blue sign. That can not be. What type of magical spell is there to do this to me and the whole world? I asked a person I knew who worked at Chevron about the change. They looked blankly at me. I was at this point not sure where to begin. So I went shopping with my wife. The adventure spell was working - I know I owned Fruit Loop cereal and how to spell Fruit from that silly TouCan bird. But there in Fruit spelling area was FROOT. I rushed home to see what the double hockey pucks had happened thinking maybe there was a new advertisement or something. BUT no the magic spell had turned all the boxes and advertisements on line to FROOT instead of Fruit. Madness says I am a partial pirate. This sounds like my math observation in high school when I noticed there could be more than 180 degrees in a triangle . Everyone laughed at me but I have learned differently since then. You see and this is a magical statement, and you must realize that anything you can imagine could happen whether good or bad, evil or brave, wild or crazy when a parallel universe is opened up such as CERN has opened up in this day and age. Looking for a safe place to survive this doomsday prediction, which should take from 1999 to 70 years outside it or 2027 when they announce being contacted by aliens, I started my search for safety only to discover all my maps and globes have been messed with along with old maps. The only once, I could find, which I knew were right handed, were drawn by myself during a search for lost items of the Bookworm society. The five most notable are as follows: When did New Zealand split into two islands? On my map when looking for a bird that was thought extinct but a muscled forearm was found in 1890 and preserved somehow in a cave I had drawn the whole island as one island. The detail was quite good and now everything was different. Two Japan somehow moved up north and over east by 140 miles putting it right off the coast of North Korea. I was thinking of all the missiles fired from there and would have landed on the Japanese. What or where the magic spell this powerful came from. I knew the source but that tale is forbidden. No one should have used the idol but no one was picking up at the Bookworm society either. Voodoo of Haiti is wild to think a stone idol could do this. Again that is another story. Three when did the Statue of Liberty move from Ellis island and instead of pointing towards New York and being part New York and New Jersey becomes part of New Jersey only and move to Liberty Island. That and since when did a bridge exist between New York and Ellis island. The magic spell must be running amok. Someone must not know what they have, or they like switching islands and randomly placing historical landmarks on different locations and such. Fourth, when on earth, studying the seven seas and four oceans did we get the Southern ocean? I do not recall a southerly ocean did you? I must have been asleep, and my maps that I have hand drawn must be wrong. The fifth is sort of wild but more weird in some newer maps Saudi Arabia is splitting off Asia Minor. I have seen some this way and others not. The real question is, is it true? That was what the Bookworm society was supposed to protect and at the moment. NOW world your imagination is free but evil so beware what you dream and what you wish for. For when books, videos, and history can be changed along with who dies and lives for I have at present seen a few people i know have died or at least thought or recall reading about their death now show back up. I wonder. TO ME BOOkWORMS where are you? Whatever evil has befallen you remember for goodness sake. The Lion shall lie down with the lamb. NOT the Wolf shall lie down with the lamb.
a major question to ask - if reptiles are going to destroy humanity in 10000 years by inbreeding humans and hybrids are humans what to do?
Do you let this happen?
Do you warn people and how?
Who cares?
Where are humanities defenders? There are questions but no answers at present.
Rights and Duties: For each moral right there is a corresponding moral duty.
• Negative rights create corresponding duties in all other moral agents.
Moral agent myself - decision to warn the world of human extinction in 10,000 years by a reptile race.
• Positive rights create corresponding duties in specific individuals. Being given information that has been null proven can one act against a hybrid race?
• Special rights create corresponding duties in individuals identified by examining the
actions or relationships that create the right. Finding out that deities are a myth and we are at war whether we like it or not with reptiles what do you do?
Possession Criteria:
• For each moral right there is a “checklist” of characteristics an individual must have in order
to possess that right. The items on this list are the possession criteria for that right. An
an individual has a moral right only if it meets these criteria.
• Possession criteria must be morally relevant to the nature and content of the right. Knowledge of something that is not right in this world
o Possession criteria for natural rights are always natural characteristics of the
individual (e.g., rationality, sentience). What does one do with knowledge others are missing?
o Possession criteria for special rights always have to do with actions or relationships
(e.g., parent-child relationship, act of making a promise). Speculation: if life is not what you expect, do you have a right to destroy what is currently there to challenge an unknown future?
o Possession criteria for negative rights are generally factors that enable one to be
autonomous (i.e., self-governing); e.g., rationality, experience of the world.
Having traveled parallel universes, what have I learned?
No God
There appears to be reptiles
They seem to have a long term plan for the extinction of humanity 10,000 years.
No one currently is working on humanities behalf.
o Possession criteria for positive rights are generally one’s vulnerability to harm.
Harm is 10000 years in the future
Current hybrid reptile humans have rights
What to do with a group of non-humans?
The Right to Life: This right does not fit cleanly into any of the above categories. It would be
better to describe this as a set of related moral rights.
They desire to live - ie reptile humans
They win in 10000 years if we do nothing now
Is humanity worth anything?
Human Rights: There does not seem to be any way of establishing suitable possession criteria
for human rights. It would be irrelevant and unjust to use a biological category (e.g., being
human), and other characteristics (e.g., being rational) do not apply to all and only human beings.
Thus, it seems that there are no genuinely human rights.
Rights in Conflict:
• A moral issue cannot be settled by pointing out just one of the rights involved. Rights
conflict with one another, and we must determine which rights override which other ones.
• Immunity rights often override liberty rights, although there are exceptions (e.g., harming
another in self-defense).
• Each moral right is either absolute or defeasible:
• Absolute: Automatically overrides any other right with which it conflicts.
• Defeasible: May be overridden by other moral rights.
• An action that conflicts with a moral right is not automatically morally impermissible. It
could be that the right with which it conflicts is overridden in this situation by some other
right.
• Violating a right: An action violates a right when it conflicts with that right and that
Right has not been overridden by other rights in that situation. Such actions are
morally impermissible.
• Infringing upon a right: An action infringes upon a right when it conflicts with a right
and that right has been overridden by other rights in that situation. Such actions are
morally permissible.
Questions to Ask about Moral Rights:
1. Which rights are there?
2. Who has the corresponding duties?
3. How should we resolve conflicts among rights?
4. Do rights admit of degree?
5. What are the possession criteria for each right?
On May 19th I believed in a deity. Christ, jewish ideology, etc.
On May 20th 2016 I awoke in the multiverse.
For the past few months I have asked whether there is a deity in charge and is there one or many.
My answers are as follows.
Per Rabbi there can only be one universe and if a multiverse only one extra universe. I asked why. there can only be one deity.
Per Christianity the multiverse goes against their belief that there is only one deity.
Since they did not read my story, nor cared to help me let me assure you there is more than one universe.
That there is a deity who has higher power but not a deity that I was raised to believe in.
What does that mean? It means I spent money, and time wasted on a religion that is man made and deceives their followers.
It means that we are all only responsible for our own actions. There is no deity forcing you to be evil or good. If you are good, great , if you are evil you are just an asshole.
Hi Clint,
I did not read the entire rambling post, as you said. I can’t read rambling. What I got is that you feel as if you are living in different universes, where things are different from one day to the next, and you want to know if this has any basis in reality.
First off, I think that if there are multiple universes (or a multiverse), you would only experience one. Second, I am a rabbi, not a mathematician or physicist, so I can’t prove the multiverse idea for you. What I can do is talk about the possibility of such a thing according to the Torah’s teaching. Third, and this is probably the most important, if you could somehow prove the multiverse, how would that help you?
I want to suggest the following article on our site for you to read, which may help you make sense of things, even though it does not address your question directly.
http://www.chabad.org/3318513
I will also add that the Torah teaches the concept of Teshuvah, which means repentance and return to G-d. The power of Teshuvah is such that it can change the past. Not change in the sense of making something else happen, but it can change the significance of a past event or action from negative to positive.
Please let me know if this helps. All the best,
Rabbi Shmary Brownstein
Chabad.org - Rabbis That Care
Multiverse ? — Christian Theology and Scientific Rationality
( Would a multiverse be compatible with Christian theology and scientific rationality? )
Appendix: Universe or Multiverse and/or Intelligent Design of Nature?
( Would a multiverse explain why our universe is “fine tuned” to support life? )
by Craig Rusbult, Ph.D.
This page supplements my page about The Anthropic Principle & Fine Tuning: Multiverse and/or Intelligent Design? and an overview-summary that I recommend reading first, before this page.
Here is a brief summary of
key concepts about a multiverse:
Explaining the Fine Tuning: We live in a universe where the properties of nature are fine tuned so they are “just right” for life. Why? Two currently plausible theories propose that either...
• we live in a universe that is intelligently designed, or
• our universe is part of a huge multiverse (containing many universes with different properties of nature, thus letting us "beat the odds" against fine tuning); this multiverse may or may not be designed.
It seems that neither of these theories can be proved or disproved,* so our evaluations of these theories can be strongly influenced by personal preference for a particular worldview and its associated way of life, plus other factors that include philosophy of science, and more.
* Speculations: Currently the most popular proposals for a multiverse claim theoretical support from cosmological inflation (early in the Big Bang) and string theory, but multiverse proponents acknowledge that direct observational evidence for their theory seems to be impossible, so we can ask “is it really science?” We should not think of a multiverse as an actual reality, but as a potential reality, a speculative proposal (with some scientific support) that we can imagine.
Beating the Odds: In a 5-card hand of poker, getting a royal flush (JQKA of the same suit) is highly improbable, so the odds against it are high. But if you deal a large number of hands, observing a royal flush becomes highly probable, so the odds favor it. Similarly, the odds against a fine-tuned universe are extremely high, but if we live in a huge multiverse (containing many universes with varying properties of nature) having one or more life-allowing universes becomes highly probable so the odds favor it, and we live in one of these life-allowing universes.
Universe-Types and Universe-Actualizations: When we ask “how many universes are in a multiverse?” We must consider two factors. Using calculations based on M-theory (which unifies 5 earlier string theories), scientists estimate that a multiverse might contain 10500 different types of universes; and each universe-type might occur in an immense number of actualized universes of the same type that would all have the same properties of nature but (due to having different initial conditions, plus the divergences allowed by quantum uncertainties and described by chaos theory)different histories of nature, with variations on similar basic developmental histories. / I say "might contain... types of universes" and "might occur... actualized universes" to remind you that these should be considered potential types and potential actualizations because, as explained above, there is no direct observational evidence for a multiverse.
Single-Universe or Multiverse-Universe: We might live in a single-universe (that exists independent from any other universes, so it's not part of a multiverse) or in a multiverse-universe (that is part of a multiverse).
The Anthropic Principle — which states that because humans exist, we must observe a universe with properties that allow our existence — is logically valid, and this anthropic selection effect(placing a limit on WHAT can be observed) is compatible with either the presence or absence of intelligent design and a designer, because it doesn't explain WHY our universe is fine tuned for life. But in a multiverse, beating the odds might explain WHY a universe with fine tuning exists, and a second selection effect might explain WHERE fine tuning is observed. { Can we also use aCanine Principle? }
Part 1 — A Multiverse: Christian Theology and Scientific Rationality
The Puzzle of Existence by Robert Mann, is an excellent overview of interesting ideas (scientific, philosophical, theological) that help us understand current thinking about a multiverse. After a summary and brief introduction, Mann continues by asking why is there Something instead of Nothing? (a traditional question) and (in a new question that can be imagined for a multiverse)Something instead of Everything? He then describes (using the mass of neutrons as one example of the many life-permitting features in our universe) the science of Our Atypical Universe with itsBiophilic Selection, and explains Cosmic Fine-Tuning, Cosmic Inflation, and how String Theory allows this proposal for a multiverse:
"There could be as many as 10500 kinds of ground states to [string] theory, each with its own particular properties and features. Our universe is presumably described by one of these kinds. ... Perhaps all of these different kinds of ground states — in other words, different kinds of universes — actually exist, with ours being one amongst this vast set."
For this part of the paper (the first 6 pages) mainly I just learned from Robert in the science parts, and generally appreciated his skill as a thinker-and-writer who can effectively teach a coherent system of ideas that I find fascinating and intellectually stimulating.
But the final part of his paper (in the last 3 pages) — The Multiverse Paradigm, Theology's New Challenge, The Duplication Dilemma, and Summary — raises important questions aboutChristian Theology and Scientific Rationality that I will respond to, based on...
Four Rational Principles we should use when asking
“Wouldn't it be strange if EVERYTHING happens?”
This objection — claiming “it would be much too strange” if everything happens in a multiverse — is based mainly on philosophical preference rather than theological necessity. Here are some reasons to think we should say “wait a minute” and put the strangeness into perspective by thinking rationally:
• Rational Principle #1 (re: physical possibility) — There are important differences between an immense multiverse (where MANY THINGS happen) and an infinite multiverse (where EVERYTHING happens). The mathematics of infinity produces results that seem absurd in our normal non-infinite ways of thinking. An argument based on converting these mathematical absurdities into philosophical absurdities will seem much less impressive when we think about the important differences between an infinite multiverse (which is physically impossible, and would be very strange) and an immense multiverse (which might be possible, and would be less strange). ...[a concluding comment from AP/MaoID, about the difference between immensity and infinity, is not included here]... [recently, in 2016, I've added a paragraph about non-infinite mathematics for Probabilistic Resources versus Probabilistic Requirements]
• Rational Principle #2 (re: actual experience, here-and-now) — If we imagine an omnipresent super-observer who is simultaneously EVERYWHERE and who thus can observe all of the many things that would happen in an immense multiverse, this super-observer might see some strange things. But this would not occur with normal physical creatures like you and me, because we would observe things in the same way we do now, as one creature living in one universe. The strangeness of a multiverse is only in your imagination; in your actual experience, nothing would be different. There would not be a duplication dilemma.
• Rational Principle #2h (re: humility) — As a theological supplement to Principle #2, a humble theist should acknowledge that if God — who is an omnipotent super-observer, contrary to Principle #2 for creatures — understands the "many things" happening, and approves, that should be sufficient for us, whether or not we understand or approve.
• Rational Principle #3 (re: theology) — An essential principle of Judeo-Christian theology is our claim that God is sovereign. Therefore, Christians should believe that in an immense multiverse the "many things" that happen would include only what God allows to happen.
note: These 4 principles are quoted from the "Philosophy and Theology" section of my page about Anthropic Principle: Multiverse and/or Intelligent Design? that is abbreviated AP/MaoID in this page, and is summarized here.
Would a designed multiverse be a worthy way for God to create? ( yes, but... )
Yes, I agree with Robert in preferring (aesthetically and theologically) a single universe — cleverly designed by God so it will support human life — instead of a cleverly designed multiverse.
But whatever way God chose to create, we should say (and I'm sure Robert agrees) that "You are worthy, our Lord and God, to receive glory and honor and power, for you created all things, and by your will they were created and have their being." (Revelation 4:11, NIV)
And I agree with Robert that, despite this ultimate humility, in our current state of “not knowing how God created” we should use whatever we do know (when all things are considered, theologically and scientifically) to think about how God created, and to explain what we're thinking. That is what Robert and I are trying to do, in his paper and my page, and in other ways. {more about methods of creation and appropriate humility}
Parts-of-Paper and Whole Paper: Although I've tried to describe Robert's views accurately, I want to help you understand quickly so I've been selective by quoting some parts but not others. Therefore, if you want to know what he says and how, you should read his paper, The Puzzle of Existence.
Quotations in this page are from my page AP/MaoID== and The Puzzle of Existence by Robert Mann. {other presentations by Robert Mann}
Locations for Quotations: To help you know “where to look” so you can see the context of the parts I'm quoting, and what he says in-between, I'll use a system to show the quotation-location. For example, the first citation below is labeled "147L6-147R9" in two parts that show the beginning & ending of the quotation. The right-side table shows 18 parts of page 147, including 147L6 and 147R9. The location of "147 L 6" is on page 147, on the left side (L), a little more than halfway down (6). Similarly, "147R9" is on page 147, on Right side, near the bottom (9). I've assembled the paragraph below by using excerpts within this range, from 147L6 to 147R9.
Formats for Quotes & Non-Quotes & Comments: In this page, regular quotation marks (like "these two") show that I'm quoting Robert's paper or my AP/MaoID; and “smart quotes” are used for non-quotations; and my comments are in [square brackets]. To clarify who is saying what, many paragraphs begin with RM (Robert Mann) or CR (Craig Rusbult) so you'll know whose ideas are being described. {other papers & talks by Robert Mann}
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A Duplication Dilemma ? (this would not be a problem for Christian theology)
RM: As an example to illustrate "a number of subordinate interrelated problems that science and theology must both contend with in the context of a multiverse paradigm," Robert Mann describes {in 147L6-147R9} the Duplication Dilemma: "Consider a universe that is infinite in spatial extent and in which there is an unbounded amount of energy [note by CR: this is one of the proposed mechanisms for producing an "infinite" multiverse, and it correctly illustrates the weirdness that would occur in the infinite multiverse that is proposed by some scientists], everywhere obeying the laws of physics in our observable patch. ... By simply allowing matter and energy to realize all possible configurations that are permitted by the known laws of physics [which would produce an infinite number of actualized universes, each having different initial conditions and thus different histories, even though each actualized universe is the same universe-type and thus has the same properties of nature]... there is enough time, space, and matter to realize all possible known configurations of every allowed physical system" so "any given physical system, individual, or society will experience everything it can experience." And what about you? "Since human DNA has a finite number of configurations, your body will have a duplicate in this infinite universe." In fact, "such duplicates will occur infinitely many times" so you (via your duplicates) will experience everything you can experience, because "all possible social, psychological, and physical outcomes occur" so "at any given instant in which you made an apparent choice, there is an equivalent situation somewhere out there in which your duplicate made a different choice. If you have ever wondered what life might be like if you had not met your spouse, taken that job, or passed that test, you can be confident that somewhere else in the multiverse your duplicates have had these experiences."
CR: This does seem strange, until we remember Principle #2 which is the fact that YOU only experience what is happening to you here-and-now in our universe. IF there is an immense multiverse, your experience would not be any different than it is now. Even though the potential "duplication" sounds strange when it's described in vivid language, the strangeness is only in your imagination; in your actual experience, nothing would occur that is unusual in any way.
CR: And when RM asks you to "Consider a universe..." he should say (and he would agree) “Imagine a universe...” because any type of multiverse is speculative (so it must be imagined) and an infinite multiverse is physically impossible, as explained in Principle #1. Therefore we should ask, “Would duplication be an actual problem, or only an imagined problem that occurs only in imaginative speculations about ‘everything’ (not just many things) happening in an impossible infinite multiverse?”
If Duplicates Exist, We Are Not Unique (this would not be a problem)
RM: "Duplication poses interesting theological challenges,... [especially] a loss of uniqueness. If I am replicated many times in the multiverse, in what sense can I be understood to be a child of God, being worth more than many sparrows? To be sure, loss of uniqueness is a theological issue, one too easily dismissed by its critics. {148L4-148L5}"
CR: No, duplication is not a "theological challenge." Yes, it can be "easily dismissed" because we have a common practical precedent in our world (where ‘duplication’ is not considered a problem for identical twins) plus three logical reasons (based on three rational principles for thinking about an imaginary strangeness if “everything happens”) that are explained in my AP/MaoID:
First, remember Principle #1 and ask, “Would duplication be an actual problem, or only an imagined problem that occurs only in imaginative speculations about ‘everything’ happening in an infinite multiverse that is physically impossible?”
Second, remember Principle #2. Even if duplicates exist, this would not be a theological problem because each person (you and the genetic duplicate) would be living independently — with no knowledge of the other person — in different universes, and God would hold each of you morally accountable for the way you live, for your decisions and actions in your own here-and-now situations. This would be similar to identical twins (having the same DNA, and usually the same family environment) living in our world now, which causes no theological problems because God holds each twin accountable, as an individual person, for the way they live. If identical twins are not a problem for God (if He "approves" of these humans, as described in Principle #2h) then we should not consider twins to be a theological problem; and if actual twins (that do occur) are not a problem, potential duplicates (that might occur) are also not a problem.
Third, remember Principle #3. Judeo-Christian monotheists who believe the Bible will believe that God is sovereign. We should reject an atheistic interpretation of a multiverse. Instead, when we think about “many things happening” we should view this as “only things allowed by God” because God has sovereign control over everything that occurs everywhere in His creation. If God created an immense multiverse, He could decide that life will exist only on our Earth — and He could achieve this goal in two ways, either by miraculously creating life only on Earth (if life cannot be naturally produced by a chemical evolution from non-living chemicals) or (if life can and does naturally evolve) by “killing the life” whenever it occurs on other planets — and this is what would occur, no more and no less; or God could also create life, or allow life, in other places in our universe, or in more than one universe, perhaps in an immense number of universes. And whatever God decides — whether it's life only on Earth, or also on other planets, or also in other universes — that is fine with me, and is compatible with what the Bible teaches.
a general comment: In agreement with Robert, I personally would prefer (for aesthetic and theological reasons) to live in a designed single-universe. But, to a greater extent than Robert, I think a designed multiverse-universe is compatible with Bible-based Christian theology. By contrast, I think one type of proposed multiverse is not compatible with Christian theology:
MWI - Duplicates in Quantum-Split Histories? (this WOULD be a major problem)
As explained above and below, "duplicates" would not be a problem (practical, philosophical, or theological) in a normal multiverse. But in one very strange type of proposed multiverse — which is not mentioned in Mann's paper — duplicates would be a theological problem, although not a practical problem. { In a common classification system what I'm calling a "normal multiverse" is Levels 1 or 2, and the "very strange" multiverse is Level 3. }
Going beyond the scientific assertions of quantum physics, a Many Worlds Interpretation (MWI) proposes that during each quantum interaction every possible result is physically actualized in a different branch of history, with each branch actually happening in its own physical universe. { Why is MWI not necessary, and not useful? }
If this quantum-splitting occurs, it would produce an unimaginably immense number of branching histories because the universe contains a huge number of elementary particles, and these are continually (often zillions of times each second) involved in quantum-interactions that would produce MW-Splitting, and each interaction has a huge number of possible quantum-results; IF every possible result, from each quantum interaction in the universe, produces a different branch of history during one instant of time, during the following instant each of these branches will be split-again into an immense number of different results, and this continuous sequential branching would have occurred zillions of times every second for the past 13.8 billion years, producing an exponentially growing number of history-branches. Wow!
All of these histories would occur in worlds having the same universe-type, and all begin with the same initial conditions, so an MWI-multiverse would not be useful in a non-design explanation for the fine tuning of our universe. But MWI is useful for arguing against design-directed action during the history of nature, since everything that (with non-zero probability) could happen — including a natural origin of life and all of its possible developments during biological evolution — would happen in some branches of history, and these branches would be (due to anthropic selection) where we are.
What theological problems occur with a Many Worlds Interpretation?
A. Identity and Accountability: In an MWI-multiverse,
in almost all branches of mwi-history, you were never born;
but in a few branches, you were born and then during your life you “say YES to God” and are reconciled with Him;
and in a few branches, you were born and then you “say NO to God.”
In this situation, which “history of you” would be used by God for accountability, for evaluating your moral/spiritual thoughts and actions? The basic problem is that an MWI-multiverse (if it really exists, but I don't think it does) would destroy the here-and-now principle that makes duplication a non-problem in other types of hypothetical multiverses where "you only experience what is happening to you here-and-now" (this would stay the same with MWI) and (here is the big difference with MWI) if duplicates exist, "God would hold each of you morally accountable for the way you live, for your decisions and actions in your own here-and-now situations." By contrast, with MWI you have zillions of duplicates that really are YOU (sort of) because YOU are thinking every possible thought while making every possible decision, and physically doing every possible action, in each here-and-now; and these differing thoughts-and-actions (mega-schizophrenia!) lead to an immense number of divergent future histories that will be experienced by some form of “you” without any control by you, that all begin with your current here-and-now and continue diverging in your future here-and-nows.
B. Uncontrolled Evil and Suffering: The essence of MWI, with every possible quantum-result happening, seems to deny the possibility of divine control. But in Christian theologies (Arminian or Calvinistic) God is sovereign, and whatever happens is only what God allows and/or causes to happen. Without any divine control, MWI would allow the existence of history-branches with a wide variety of uncontrolled evils and sufferings, thereby violating Principle #3: "in an immense multiverse the ‘many things’ that happen would include only what God allows to happen."
For both A and B, there is a major difference between an MWI-multiverse and non-MWI multiverses:
With MWI there is no control, either by people or God.*
With other proposed multiverses, in each universe every person makes choices in their here-and-now reality; and according to conventional Judeo-Christian theology, God makes choices and has ultimate control.
The choices in A are denied by those who propose a determinism that eliminates human free will, and the choices in B are denied by atheists who declare that God does not exist, and by deists who think that God does not interact with His creation; but whatever choices do exist, there would be no difference between these choices in a single-universe and a non-MWI multiverse. Whatever choices can be made by humans and by God in a single-universe, the same choices can be made in a non-MWI multiverse. But with an MWI-multiverse the possibility of any choice (by people in A, or by God in B) is declared to be impossible in the basic definition of MWI, as the essence of MWI.
* MWI does propose some control-by-nature because actions that are more probable, according to quantum physics, will occur in more mwi-branches of history. But there is no explicit control, by people or God. Of course, we can propose theistic interpretations of MWI, but these changes would modify its essential foundation, which is allowing quantum wave-functions to develop with total freedom.
What are my responses?
There are no scientific reasons to think an MWI-multiverse exists, and I don't think it exists.
But if MWI does occur so this produces an MWI-Multiverse,
I believe (re: Problem A) that God would somehow convert the basic-MWI into a modified-MWI by giving a special reality status to one branch of history — it's the one we have been experiencing, are experiencing here-and-now, and will continue to experience, in which our thoughts-and-actions will be accountable to God — to prevent one potential theological problem (A) from becoming an actual theological problem.
But (re: Problem B) if the other branches actually exist and are being experienced by people — even if they are not the “us” who are accountable to God) — there would be uncontrolled evil and suffering in some history-branches, thus causing Problem B. This could be solved if God exerted some control over the MWI-multiverse, but I can't understand how this could happen in a way that is consistent with the usual definition of MWI, which proposes that EVERYTHING (with no exceptions) really does happen.
Whatever is happening, at our level and God's level, for us an appropriately humble response is to faithfully follow Principle #2h by acknowledging that "if God ... understands [and wisely evaluates] the ‘many things’ happening [in our single-universe or in any kind of multiverse-universe], and approves, that should be sufficient for us, whether or not we understand or approve."
Now we'll return to Robert Mann's ideas about a non-MWI multiverse (which may or may not exist in reality, we both agree) and my responses.
Christs who Refuse to Die on the Cross (this would not be a problem)
RM: "Duplication presents a serious challenge to Christology. If there are many duplicate worlds, then presumably there are many duplicate Christs. Pursuing the line of reasoning that follows from allowing all initial conditions, in some parts of the multiverse Jesus dies on the cross and in others he does not. [this would happen with MWI but not necessarily with other kinds of multiverse] What then do we make of the concepts of atonement and salvation? Do they only apply to those ‘lucky’ parts of the multiverse where Jesus chose the path of sacrifice? Is Christ to be identified with God only in those sacrificial sectors? Does God so love only certain parts of this multiverse?" {148L5}
CR: If the triune God — Father, Son (Christ), Holy Spirit — is sovereign over a multiverse, instead of saying "presumably there are many duplicate Christs" it would be more correct to say “presumably there are many incarnations of Christ.”
CR: This concern — proposing that God might love some parts of the multiverse, but not others — would be a profound violation of Principle #3, regarding the sovereignty of the triune God (including Christ) who decides whether Christ will or will not die in each incarnation. Based on the Bible, we have no reason to think that an incarnated Christ would ever refuse to die on the cross by changing His attitude from His actual humble obedience — "My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will. (Matthew 26:39)" — to a sinful disobedience, “... not as you will, but as I will, and I'll decide to not drink this cup of death on the cross.” I'm sure that Robert agrees, and in this "challenge" he is describing a question that could be asked by others.* In fact, in a continuation of the quotation above, Robert states this principle of sinless obedience by incarnated Christs, but then (speaking for others) he rejects it:
RM: "These problems [of sinfully disobedient Christs] can be avoided (or at least ameliorated) if one imposes the theological constraint that all the duplicate Christs choose the path of sacrifice. This is fine, but it undermines the motivation behind this simple multiverse in the first place, which was to generate universes by random initial conditions. To impose such a constraint is to eliminate this randomness." {148L8}
CR: By saying "this is fine," Mann agrees that we should expect Christ to always "choose the path of sacrifice." But a Christian does not have to avoid this theological constraint, just to "generate universes by random initial conditions." In a multiverse, God would exert sovereign control over what happens during the history of that universe, after its initial conditions have been established. Christians should strongly affirm it because we believe that God will do what is needed to offer a way for people to be saved, whether this is Christ choosing sacrifice or in some other way.
CR: Even if multiverse-universes were generated with "random initial conditions," God would be sovereign over the history that develops in each universe.
* These others might legitimately claim that disobedient Christs would be one type of "uncontrolled evil" that would occur in some branches of an uncontrolled MWI-multiverse.
Multiverse Interpretation
Should we accept an atheistic interpretation of a multiverse? No.
RM: An interpretation of a multiverse based on conventional Christian theology, which acknowledges the sovereignty of God by affirming that Christ will always behave in the way that Christ (who is part of the triune God) decides to behave, "undermines the motivation behind this simple multiverse in the first place, which was to generate universes by random initial conditions. To impose such a constraint is to eliminate this randomness." {148L8}
CR: Above, I ask "why should a Christian avoid this theological constraint?" and explain why we should affirm the constraint. A theistic interpretation of a multiverse is analogous to a theistic interpretation of evolution in theistic evolution. Although atheists can claim that “natural = without God” for natural neo-Darwinian evolution, this is not the way “natural” should be viewed by Judeo-Christian theists. Instead, Jews and Christians should define natural process as being designed, created, sustained, and guided (occasionally or continually) by God. And we should call attention to atheistic interpretations when we see them. For example, in April 1995 the National Association of Biology Teachers (NABT) declared that biological evolution was "unsupervised,"thus adopting an atheistic interpretation of evolution. But in October 1997, non-NABT outsiders persuaded the leaders of NABT to acknowledge that their claim (about a lack of supervision) was not scientifically justifiable, so they dropped this claim. {read the story of NABT and its Biology-Theology} We also should not propose an atheistic interpretation of a multiverse, and we should not uncritically accept this proposal by others; instead we should challenge it by asking, “Can your interpretation be justified by scientific evidence-and-logic? If not, then you should explicitly state that your interpretation of the science is non-scientific.” / note: non-scientific does not mean in-scientific, it means outside science which is not necessarily against science. / also: Jews and Christians who believe what is taught in the Judaic Scriptures that we both accept (these scriptures are often called the Old Testament) are Judeo-Christian theists who should agree about the essentials of Judeo-Christian theology, although followers of Judaism and Christianity will disagree about some aspects of Christian theology; therefore, when I say "Christians" or "Christian theology" this usually is the same as “Judeo-Christian theists” or “Judeo-Christian theology” but sometimes it is different.
Our interpretations of natural processes are important. In one part of my Creation-FAQ, in Sections 5A-5G I ask "What can a Christian believe about evolution?" and explain why, even though evolutionary creation (i.e. theistic evolution) is not my own view, I defend its theological acceptability. Here is one reason, quoted from Section 5E of my FAQ for Creation, Evolution, and Design:
A nontheistic interpretation of neo-Darwinian science will see the process of evolution as being not designed by God, using matter not created by God, driven by only chance and selection that were not guided by God. But these claims are theological, not scientific, and a theistic interpretation of the same science can disagree by viewing the evolutionary process as being designed by God, using matter created by God, and (at least sometimes) guided by God. {Divine Guiding of Natural Process} In most fields of science — ranging from the physics of rain to the biochemistry of embryology and physiology — there are no theological criticisms of scientists who accept naturalistic theories proposing “only natural process.” A proposal for theistic evolution [evolutionary creation] just extends this acceptance into another area of science.
And a proposal for a theistic multiverse just extends our theistic interpretations of nature into one more area of science.
When a theory is criticized because it can be interpreted atheistically, this is a good starting point for an evaluation. Then, to decide whether it's a good ending point for a conclusion that the theory must be interpreted in the way proposed by atheists, we should critically evaluate each proposed Christian interpretation (or more generally, Judeo-Christian interpretation) and ask whether it is acceptable, theologically and scientifically. If the answer is “yes, this interpretation is acceptable” and if there is no logically compelling reason to accept an atheistic interpretation, we should reject the atheistic interpretation, explaining why it is being rejected and why instead we are choosing to interpret the theory in the context of our Christian worldview. Christians should interpret a multiverse theory in ways that are acceptable to us; our views of a multiverse should not be determined by the proposals of atheists, by the interpretations they prefer.
Would a multiverse be “too much” for God to govern? ( no )
RM: "The classic picture has been that of a finite creation whose origin, existence, and fulfillment depend on the limitless power of God [who is "omnipotent, omniscient, and omnibenevolent"]. ... The creation is subordinate to God and is limited." By contrast, "It is difficult to regard the multiverse as being anything other than a limitless creation. Adopting this viewpoint, the classic picture must be discarded, and a theological tension arises between the power of the Creator and the creation." {146R6-146R8}
CR: Again, notice the equating of potential immensity (in a vast creation) with potential infinity (in a "limitless" creation) by ignoring Principle #1. Also, despite the common assumption that a life-allowing universe will also be life-producing, we should remember the distinction between life-allowing and life-producing and we should believe that a sovereign God decides where and when life will occur. Concerns about multiverse-duplicates assume that life will begin by natural process, because either an origin of life isn't difficult, or any improbabilities will be overcome by immense probabilistic resources.
CR: There is no Bible-based theological reason to conclude that God can cope with a universe but not a multiverse, that a multiverse filled with life would be “too much” for a semi-omniscient God who has limited observational-and-computational abilities so He could not cope with the complexity. But even if this divine limitation does exist (and there is no biblical evidence to support this claim), if we believe that God is omnipotent, then we should believe that He could “limit His focus” by limiting life so it exists only on Earth, or only in this universe, or only in a limited number of universes, because God decides where life will (and will not) occur. Or maybe — and a humble “maybe” is all we can claim to know — God would decide to create a huge number of intelligent creatures throughout a multiverse, by using natural evolution and/or miracles.
Would a designed multiverse be a worthy way for God to create? ( yes )
RM: "In a situation where all possible outcomes are realized it is difficult to avoid a complete degeneration into absurdity. For example, the intelligibility of God reflected through a putatively elegant mathematical description of the multiverse [for a designed universe] is undermined [with a designed multiverse] by the imbecilic generation of all conceivable outcomes." {146R9-147L1}
CR: Again, many conceivable outcomes (which might be possible) would not be "all conceivable outcomes" (this is not possible), using Rational Principle #1 about the impossibility of physical infinities.
CR: Aesthetically and theologically, I also would prefer a designed single-universe. But, as explained in Principle 2h, "a humble theist should acknowledge that if God ... understands the ‘many things’ happening, and approves, that should be sufficient for us, whether or not we understand or approve." Therefore, we should express our personal preferences with appropriate humility, as I urge in the conclusion of my Creation-FAQ asking "What can a Christian believe about evolution?":
In science and theology, our humility should be appropriate, not too little and not too much. We can make some claims, but not others, with confidence. ..... Instead of criticizing either possibility [if God created “with or without miracles” or, in the context of cosmology, created a universe or multiverse] as being a less worthy way for God to create, it seems wise to be humble by deciding that, either way, God's plan for design-and-creation was wonderful and is worthy of our praise. You and I should say in public — and believe in our hearts and minds — that “IF God created using another method (differing from the way I think He created, regarding either age or evolution [or universe or multiverse]), then God is worthy of our praise.” But this humility (if... then...) is compatible with humbly explaining, using arguments from theology and science, why we think a particular view is most likely to be true.
I think Robert agrees with this, and he is simply explaining why he thinks "a particular view [with a designed-and-created universe that is not part of an immense multiverse] is most likely to be true."
Appropriate Humility in Creation Theology
Part of my motivation for writing this page is to avoid a creation theology that is too restrictive, that goes beyond what the Bible teaches. Here are two examples. In the 1600s, some Christians (including leaders of the Roman Catholic Church) insisted that God had created a motionless earth at the center of the universe, not an earth that is orbiting the sun and is rotating once every 24 hours. In 2010, some Christians (including leaders with influence) are continuing to claim — even after hearing many explanations of why their views are not scripturally warranted or scientifically supported — that “if the Bible is true, the earth is young” so “if the earth is not young, the Bible is not true.” These two claims, about a stationary earth and a young earth, are not biblically supported so they are too restrictive, and (according to current science) they are wrong. We should avoid unnecessary restrictions on creation theology, whether the proposed restrictions are based on specific biblical passages (as with a stationary earth or young earth) or (as in Robert Mann's opposition to a multiverse) are based on general biblical principles about the characteristics of God and His creation.
I think the Bible does not support a claim that our universe must be the only universe, that God would not create our universe as part of a multiverse so the only theologically acceptable type of creation is a single universe. The Bible seems to say nothing directly about this question, one way or the other, and current science (when this was written in April 2010) says “we don't know for certain, and maybe we cannot know.”
We should try to avoid restrictions on creation theology unless these restrictions are necessary, based on what the Bible clearly teaches. If a claim really does contradict our Bible-based theology — as in an unscientific assertion that “according to science, divine miracles are impossible” so God could not use any miracles during the history of creation or the history of human salvation — we should challenge this claim and explain why we think it is wrong. But we should avoid “drawing a line in the sand and taking a stand” where this is not necessary. If a creation view is compatible with what is clearly taught in the Bible, this makes the view a theologically acceptable possibility for creation.
But an appropriate creation of humility is compatible with humbly explaining, using arguments from theology and science, why we think a particular view is most likely to be true. And this is the goal of Robert in his paper.
Would a MULTIVERSE be compatible with SCIENTIFIC RATIONALITY? ( yes )
RM: "All possible experimental outcomes occur for a given physical system somewhere in the multiverse. Two sets of near-identical observers could measure wildly different outcomes from the same set of conditions, with one set of observers inferring quite distinct forms of scientific regularity. In what sense can we then say science is left with any predictive power? ... Indeed, since everything that can occur does occur, one is ultimately left with a reasonable explanation for any given phenomenon." {147R9-148L3}
For this section it will be useful to review the concepts of universe-types and universe-actualizations and Rational Principle #2.
CR, quoting from my AP/MaoID: Will reliable science be impossible because scientists cannot reject a claim for any event even though it seems extremely improbable, if the event might occur somewhere else in an immense multiverse? For example, will we have to accept implausible claims for a “perpetual motion machine” that violates the probability-based Second Law of Thermodynamics? ..... No, because scientists in a multiverse would not be omnipresent super-observers; they would live in a single universe, and in every universe, whatever is most likely to happen is what is most likely to be observed. Although strange things might be happening somewhere in a multiverse, it's extremely unlikely that strange things will be happening where you are,at the particular here-and-now location in space-and-time where you are making your observations. Therefore, in any universe-type where nature is reliable (where natural process is consistent, as in our universe) science can be based on “the best ways to bet” and it will be reliable, because scientists will not observe frequent highly improbable events (on a “tail” of a probabilistic distribution) that would threaten confidence in their science. We have no reason to think that tail-of-the-distribution events — such as perpetual motion machines (defying the Second Law) or wingless flying cows (defying gravity and aerodynamics) or everyday improbabilities such as Aunt Bertha winning 20 consecutive state lotteries — would be more probable in other universe-types with science (if they exist) compared with our universe-type. And we can imagine some events (such as wingless cows flying around the world?) so improbable that they would NEVER occur in any universe, even in an extremely immense multiverse. Our own science can continue as usual, based on our own universe-specific observations, whether or not we live in a multiverse. What about science and miracles?
RM: "If we decide to restrict science only to our observable patch, then what is the point of introducing the multiverse in the first place? One is also left with the question of how one rules out unlikely outcomes on the basis of chance. Any phenomenon contradicting known science within a patch might just as well be attributed to being in a quirky location in the multiverse. {148L2}"
CR: All actualized-universes of the same universe-type (if different types and actualizations really exist) should develop the same basic scientific principles, although in actualized-universes the differences in initial conditions would lead to different details in their histories of nature, and differences in worldviews-and-culture would produce some variability in the formulations of these principles. But if more than one universe-type has intelligent beings and science, each distinct universe-type will have different scientific principles. {quoted from AP/MaoID}
As explained above, we can "restrict science only to our observable patch." It's not necessary for us to develop a generalized multiverse-science that could explain phenomena everywhere in a multiverse (*) because we can only observe what is happening in our universe, in "our observable patch" where the properties of nature are consistent. Therefore, I don't understand why Mann is protesting against this localized universe-science by asking "what is the point of introducing the multiverse in the first place?" But in addition to developing our localized universe-science, some areas of science (e.g. string theory and multiverse cosmology) could try to develop a “bigger picture” science whose goal is an overall perspective, in the context of multiverse cosmology, on what is happening both inside and outside our universe. But this is different than trying to imagine what science would be like for a universe with nature-properties that differ from our own nature-properties; while this might be possible, it is not necessary.
And phenomena that contradict science could not be attributed to a "quirky location" because, as explained above, we are not omnipresent super-observers so "our own science can continue as usual, based on our own universe-specific observations, whether or not we live in a multiverse."
* In the most popular models of a multiverse, the properties of nature are different in each universe-type (with perhaps 10500 type-variations?) so the science developed in one universe would not be correct in a universe of a different type, re: the results of science. And re: the process of science, developing a generalized multiverse-science would be very complicated and difficult, maybe impossible, because it would be purely theoretical with no empirical foundation using data from other universe-types. But for practical functionality a generalized multiverse-science (that describes the properties of nature in 10500 universe-types, plus their universe-actualizations that have differing initial conditions) would not be necessary; instead, a localized universe-science (including multiverse cosmology) would be sufficient, and it is a worthy goal.
A Change in Science: Although in the excerpts above this is not Mann's concern (re: changes in scientific rationality), one actual change in science is the fact that scientists are now thinking, talking, and writing about a multiverse. Current cosmology is much different now than it was in the 1960s before scientists began developing their sophisticated theories about big bang inflation, string theory, and multiple universes. But there is a difference between human theories and the physical realities that may or may not match our theories. For example, the physical reality of actual orbits did not change between 1500 (when most scientists thought “planets orbit the earth”) and 1700 (when most scientists thought “planets, including earth, orbit the sun”). In this case the new theory was correct, but in other cases a theory is incorrect, as in the 1800s when a theory about luminiferous ether proposed that space is filled with an ether which serves as a medium for the transmission of light waves, and their theory was wrong. Currently it seems that “the jury is still out” on the new cosmological theories, so appropriate humility is justified.
Multiverse Theory — Is it scientific?
Some scientists (and nonscientists) claim that a multiverse theory is not scientific. These claims, made by theists and non-theists, are motivated by wanting to uphold the integrity of science. For some people, but not others, another motive is a desire to defend claims for a design of nature. Quoting from my AP/MaoID page:
Currently there is no direct observational evidence for a multiverse. But according to most multiverse theories, other universes are in a different space-time framework so in principle they cannot be observed, or they are very far away so in practice they are unobservable. Therefore, the fact that we do not observe any other universe does not count as scientific evidence against theories proposing the existence of many other universes.
Because empirical testing is the foundation of scientific method, but multiverse theories cannot be empirically tested using direct observational evidence, many scientists and philosophers (both theists & non-theists) claim that untestable multiverse theories are philosophical speculations rather than authentically scientific theories.
But could we find indirect observational evidence? The logical foundation of modern science is hypothetico-deductive logic, which permits a theory to propose unobservable entities if these help the theory explain observable outcomes. This is why modern scientific theories proposing the existence of unobservable electrons (in chemistry) and ideas (in psychology) are widely accepted, because these theories — which propose that unobservable causes (electrons and ideas) help to produce the effects we observe — are the most satisfactory explanations for our observations. {Science and Unobservables - The Demise of Positivism}
Why could the if-then logic of hypothetico-deductive reasoning make more people consider a multiverse theory to be more acceptable as being authentically “scientific” ? We'll look at the if-and-if-then reasoning for a specific type of multiverse theory: [IOU - I'll finish this paragraph soon, probably late-night February 6] IF some scientists think that probably String Theory (M-theory) is true and/or scientifically useful, and IF String Theory seems to offer a good explanation for the cosmological inflation we do observe, and IF in these situations many universes (to form a multiverse) would be produced, THEN a multiverse seems probable. [should this be if-if-if-then, or if-if-then?] / the paragraph is very rough from here onward (based on this application of String Theory to inflationary situation) combo of M-theory plus multiverse is useful in hypothetico-deductive logic, and if a combination of “M-theory plus inflation” makes a multiverse possible (or even probable) as a cause and/or effect, this would provide indirect observational evidence for a multiverse.
Science and Miracles
Some people think that science would be impossible if miracles could occur. Although in some ways miracle questions are similar to the multiverse questions examined above, they differ in a very important way. By contrast with a multiverse and its imaginary non-problems, miracles could potentially be an actual problem that would provide a practical reason for us to lose confidence in the reliability of science. In reality, however, this potential problem is not an actual problem for everyday science, because (quoting from my page explaining why claims for inherent conflict between science and religion are exaggerated) "although science would be impossible if we lived in a world with constant ‘Alice in Wonderland’ surprises and no reliable cause-effect relationships, if despite occasional miracles the universe usually operates according to normal natural patterns, science will be possible and useful."
Should scientists distinguish between Imaginative Speculation and Physical Reality? ( yes, we agree )
RM: "The question [for science, philosophy, and theology] is whether all that exists is equivalent to all that is possible. ... A given multiverse theory posits some kind of universe-generating mechanism, and then argues the case for the special features of our universe [being produced naturally without design due to “beating the odds” with a huge number of universes] by contending that the mechanism does generate whatever it can generate... [so] whatever can exist, does exist. ... Is it credible to believe that God created everything [that we can imaginatively propose]? Does God create (by whatever means) whatever can be created, or does the Creator make particular choices? ... What line should be drawn between the possible and the existent? ... These questions cannot be decided by observation and experiment, in that the multiverse paradigm — by definition — asserts that all that exists extends well beyond the capacity of observation. ... It is also far from clear that these questions can be settled by mathematical self-consistency arguments, though there is much effort being expended in this direction. ... Are there theological criteria for drawing a line, even tentatively, between the possible and the existent? If so, what are they? If not, can theology have anything useful to say about the multiverse?" {145R8-146R4}
CR: Agreeing with Robert, I also think we should be asking these questions.
A Summary:
Would a multiverse be scientifically uncontrollable and theologically lethal? ( no )
RM: "The multiverse approach is a conceptual Pandora’s box: once you get started on the idea, it is not clear how or where to stop. Scientifically it can run out of control, and it can be theologically lethal." {145R7}
CR: A multiverse will not seem to be scientifically uncontrollable or theologically lethal if we remember four rational principles: 1 (many things are not everything, because immensity is not infinity); 2 (we are not omnipresent super-observers, we see only what is here-and-now); 2h (if it's OK with God, it's ok with me); 3 (just relax, God is in control). Yes, the concept of a multiverse is difficult to understand or even imagine, especially for people who don't have a scientific background, but we should not exaggerate the weirdness by accepting atheistic multiverse-interpretations that deny the existence and power of God. As explained above (Humility in Creation Theology), we should "avoid a creation theology that is too restrictive, that goes beyond what the Bible teaches."
RM: Listing miscellaneous potential problems with a multiverse, "further examples [in addition to the duplication dilemma] include problems with scientific elegance, empirical testability, spontaneous creation, unbounded evil, purpose, and free will." {148R9}
CR: I don't think these are actual theological problems, for reasons explained earlier. Here are brief comments about where these issues are addressed: scientific elegance and empirical testability (is a multiverse theory scientific? I think Robert will agree that good pro-and-con arguments can be made; to see some of these, and my conclusion that we should be patient and learn what we can rather than prematurely labeling multiverse proposals as non-science so we can ignore them, search for “elegance” and “testing” in my page about The Anthropic Principle: Multiverse and/or Design); unbounded evil, purpose, and free will (these are no more problematic in a multiverse than in a universe; see Principles 3, 2h, and 2, respectively, and their applications for the duplication dilemma & worries that we are not unique); spontaneous creation (I'm not sure what this means, but I think it's about many universes being created “automatically” due to the cosmological physics, which does make me a little uneasy because I prefer the idea of God creating each world individually for a purpose, but if God created our world by using a multiverse that's fine with me, as in the humility of Principle 2h; I don't think Robert is asking about creating massive amounts of mass-energy in many gigantic universes because he is an expert physicist and evidently he and his fellow physicists are satisfied that this is possible, or about creating life - which is discussed in Principle 3 above and Part 2 below).
RM: Mann wonders whether "the multiverse paradigm is scientifically beneficial... [or] can be reconciled with any reasonable form of Christian theology. A far more critical analysis from scientific, philosophical, and theological perspectives needs to be applied in examining the multiverse paradigm." {149L2}
CR: I agree. These questions — about fine tuning and intelligent design, universe and multiverse, regarding science, philosophy, and theology — are important, so they should be carefully examined and thoughtfully discussed. I hope this page makes a useful contribution to our collective logical evaluations.
TO their shame and none belief I point to these answers see how many of them changed per your recollection each change means you are not from this universe. Hyperlink http://mandelaeffect.com/major-memories/ if you are interested.
51 or 52 United States — (Not Puerto Rico, which is a territory, or DC, which is a district.)
Berenstain Bears or Berenstein Bears – Which do you recall? (Still one of the most popular topics at this website.)
Billy Graham’s funeral on TV. As of January 2016, he’s still alive.
Challenger shuttle explosion date? 1984, 1985, or 1986? Winter or another time of year? (PerWikipedia, it was 28 Jan 1986.) Also, alternate memories about Columbia.
Colors – Chartreuse and more – Many people recall chartreuse as a pink or reddish color. It’s actually yellow-green.
Curious George – Tail or no tail? (He’s never had a tail.) This is part of my article about dual memories.
Ghost Hunters TV show — Some remember the earliest show name as TAPS, not Ghost Hunters.(Yes, we know the real-life team is called TAPS, and some of their gear has always said that.)
Henry VIII portrait with a turkey leg in his hand — Many people clearly recall seeing it in history books, but there’s no record of it now.
Jif or Jiffy Peanut Butter – Jif peanut butter was never called “Jiffy,” in this timestream. (Not confused with the Skippy brand, either.)
Lindbergh baby – Never found? In this timestream, the 20-month old baby was found 12 May 1932.
Mother Teresa – A saint before 2016? Several recall her canonization in the 1990s. They also recall her name spelled “Theresa.”
Nelson Mandela’s death in prison, long before his actual death (in this timestream) on 5 December 2013.
New Zealand’s location, relative to Australia.
Red/blue – Pepsi logo changes, Chevron logo changes, and other color swaps… are they markers, cues, or signs to watch for?
September 22nd or 23rd? – Some people recall events shifting from one of these dates to another. (The reaction to this article — on- and off-site — has been disproportionate to its apparent minor importance.)
Sky – Changes in the sun, moon, stars, planets and their moons, constellation configurations and placement, and the color of the sky in general.
Tiananmen Square – Memories of a young man being run over by a tank. (Might be the Mandela Effect issue or simple media manipulation.)
ADDITIONAL REPORTED MEMORIES
Bold links will take you to articles on this website. All other links will take you off-site.
More celebrities
Agatha Christie – Never found after her 1926 disappearance? (In this timestream, she turned up 10 days later, but never explained. Ref: #Disappearance" class="linkified" target="_new">#Disappearance" class="linkified" target="_new">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Agatha_Christie#Disappearance ) [Comments link 1 – link 2 – link 3.]
Barbara or Barbra Streisand? In this reality, it’s Barbra. (“Barbara” is a common typo, but doesn’t explain all the alternate memories. Many people listed the alternative “Barbara” as one of several memories they have. Individual comment links include this, this, this, and this.)
Betty White – Alive, well, and still feisty at age 93 in March 2015. Some recall her passing.
Brian Dennehy – Alive and well, per Wikipedia, but a few of us have other memories.
Charles Schulz or Schultz? (Creator of Peanuts comics and TV shows including Charlie Brown, Lucy, Snoopy, etc.) The correct spelling in this timestream is Schulz. (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_M._Schulz )
Charles Spencer, 9th Earl Spencer – Several people have (privately) reported a memory of his recent death. Wikipedia says still alive.
Coen brothers or Cohen brothers? – American film producers & screenwriters. Note: Different from producers John Cohen (“Ice Age,” “Despicable Me,” etc.), Rob Cohen (“The Mummy,” “The Fast and the Furious,” etc.), and Charles S. Cohen (“Frozen River.”) Not the musicians, either.Comment link.
David Soul – As of October 2015, he’s still alive, healthy, and starring in new productions.
Dick Clark’s death… at least two of them. (Per Wikipedia, he died in April 2012.)
Dick Van Patten – Died prior to his June 2015 death in this timestream?
Dom DeLuise’s death. He died in 2009, but that’s not the only memory people have. 10 related comments, some at Comments 2.
Don Rickles – Still alive in Oct 2015 (per Wikipedia) although some recall his earlier demise.
Ernest Borgnine, death reported years before it happened in 2012.
Forrest J. Ackerman – Died in 2008 in this timeline (per Wikipedia), but others recall alternate, earlier death dates.
Fred Rogers (aka Mister Rogers) – Died in 2003, or later?
Freddie Prinze — Several memories, mostly related to Freddie, Junior, and Sarah Michelle Gellar, and a child born around 2003 or 2004.
Hal Holbrook – Born 1925, and still alive in January 2015. His late wife, Dixie Carter, passed away in 2010. Several remember Mr. Holbrook’s own death & memorials prior to 2010.
Helen Thomas (1920 – 2013), former White House reporter – Some recall an alternate date when she passed.
Henry Ford – Died from cerebral hemorrhage or something else?
Houston family (Whitney’s) – Conflicting memories about her children, after Whitney’s death, but before Bobbi Kristina’s 2015 tragic death.
Jack Palance — An earlier death date than what’s in the current timestream.
Jayne Meadows Allen — Died 2015 or much earlier? (She was an actress, and widow of comedian Steve Allen.)
Jerry Lewis – Remembered death late in 2013 or early 2014. Still alive in Oct 2014. (Different from Jerry Lee Lewis, the colorful singer/songwriter.)
Jim Henson – Died of complications from a strep infection, or from cancer? (In this timestream, initially reported as walking pneumonia. See Https:#Illness_and_death" class="linkified" target="_new">#Illness_and_death" class="linkified" target="_new">//en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jim_Henson#Illness_and_death )
Jimmy Swaggart — Report dead, but still alive as of July 2012.
John Denver’s death — When and where? In this reality, 12 Oct 1997 near Monterey Bay, California.
John Lennon — Date of death is 8 Dec 1980, but some have clear memories of a different date.
John Lennon & Yoko Ono – The location of 1969 “bed-in for peace.” (If you remember this, note the location before checking Wikipedia for the details.)
Jon Bon Jovi – Some recall a startling, mid-1990s lifestyle announcement.
Kathie Lee Gifford or Kathy Lee Gifford? In this reality, it’s always been “Kathie.”
Katy Perry – Memories of her using the name Kate, not Katy.
Leonard DiCaprio – Won an Oscar before 2016? Some recall earlier nominations and awards, as well as his 2016 acceptance speech, but years earlier.
Li Qi – Chinese comedian with a reported death, still alive in early 2014.
Louie Anderson – Alive and well now, but his death (and therefore cancellation of his TV show) at some point in the past. (Not confused with John Candy and other comedians.)
Muhammad Ali – 2009 death? Still alive (early 2015) per Wikipedia.
Neil Armstrong died in 2013, not 2012? Also, some are sure he made a ‘Mr. Gorsky’ reference during his lunar voyage. (Later debunked in this timestream by Snopes, but does anyone actually recall hearing it?)
Patrick Swayze, his full recovery reported after his tragic death in this reality.
Peter Fonda – He’s still alive. (Not confusing him with his dad, actor Henry Fonda, who died in 1982.)
Peter Townsend or Peter Townshend — Spelling change? (One is a singer-songwriter for The Who. The other is an American drummer.)
Reba McIntyre or Reba McEntire? – Decide how you remember it before visiting her official website or Wikipedia to see the real spelling.
Richard Chamberlain – Did not die in the 1990s. Still alive (as of Oct 2015), and – related memory – James Franciscus was not his brother.
Robert Crumb — Death reported, 1990s. Still alive (July 2015). Artist responsible for Fritz the Cat And the iconic Keep on Truckin’ graphic, etc.
Robert Stack — Earlier death reports.
Rod Serling or Rod Sterling? Some recall the latter spelling, not as a typo.
Rodney King – Some have alternate memories of his death, including one during the infamous incident in 1991.
Shirley Temple — Some recall her death long prior to 10 Feb 2014.
Sinbad – Did he ever play a genie in a major movie? Did he ever play a genie, full stop?
Terry Pratchett – According to some, he died shortly after the announcement of his illness (2013), instead of March 2015.
Will Smith and Jada Pinkett – Divorced ~10 years ago? (2015: Still listed as a happy couple. He divorced a previous wife in 1995.)
William Daniels (actor) – Did not die in the early 2000s. Still alive (
Yogi Berra (athlete) – Died 22 Sep 2015, but some recall an earlier death.
More events… When and where?
9/11 – Did it happen on 9/11, as most people remember, or on 9/10, as some recall?
Thanksgiving (USA) – The third or the fourth Thursday in November? (Since 1941, it’s always been on the fourth Thursday.)
Weather – Hurricane Katrina: April or August 2005, or another year altogether?
Writers’ strike in Hollywood – 2007-2008 or some other year (21st century only)?
More geography
Geography — Locations and sizes of New Zealand. Locations of Australia, Honduras, Japan, Manchuria, and more.
Adam’s Bridge (also Ram Setu, Rama Setu, Setubandhanam, and other names) – Some recall it fully above sea level in the mid-late 20th century, while historical records (in this timestream) say it was partially submerged — due to a cyclone — in the late 15th century. (ref:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adam%27s_Bridge )
Alaska – Coastline radically different.
Arctica – Hasn’t existed for a very long time.
Japan – Where do you recall it, in relation to China?
Korea – N. Korea borders Russia? That’s what maps show.
Madagascar – Location and general geography. Not just a map issue.
Mongolia – Part of China or a separate country? And where is it?
Sri Lanka location, due south of India, not southeast. (Also see ancient maps in this article about geography changes, in general.)
Wales – East or west of England and Scotland? (It’s west. From London, take the M25 west to the M4, and follow the M4 into Wales.)
More media (TV, films, books, magazines)
Big (the movie) – Alternate ending. (Not confused with 13 Going on 30.)
The Candidate, or The Campaign — One movie, one and a remake, two movies, or now three… and did the title change? (Solved, maybe: See the related HuffPost page. Compare the article title and the inset video clip title.)
Carmen Sandiego (“Where in the World Is…”) – Some recall a yellow trench coat, long before the red one. Comment link.
Cinderella – Some recall an alternate central character or characters.
Cruella DeVille or De Vil? – It’s the latter, in this Disney’s 101 Dalmatians movie reference. [See comment.]
Different Strokes or Diff’rent Strokes? – It’s the latter, though many recall otherwise and some TV listings support that.
Duggars – Was the show (briefly) “21 Kids and Counting”?
Forrest Gump – Was the most famous line “Life IS like a box of chocolates…” or “Life WAS like a box of chocolates…”? In this reality, it’s the latter. (However, both lines were used in connection with the movie, so this isn’t necessarily a Mandela Effect.)
Fred Rogers’ song, “Won’t You Be My Neighbor” – Some recall “It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood.” In this reality, it’s “It’s a beautiful day in this neighborhood.”? (Seehttp://www.neighborhoodarchive.com/music/songs/wont_you_be_my_neighbor.html andhttps://youtu.be/zMUGJZrR9Jg.)
Gremlins character (movie) – Spike or Stripe? The only reliable sources say it was always Stripe, not Spike.
Hand gestures in movies – Do you recall different hand gestures in movies? For example, a more elaborate hand gesture by Antonio Banderas, with a candle, in Interview with the Vampire? See the YouTube clip from the movie, around the 2:03 point. I’m looking for very specific descriptions of the alternate gesture.
Independence Day (movie) — Characters now missing from a major scene? (This has been reported privately, twice, and we’re looking for confirmation from others.)
Interview with a Vampire, or Interview with the Vampire – Actually, both titles were used in published books, in this reality. So, this isn’t a clear Mandela Effect issue.
It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown, and related topics – Did the Great Pumpkin appear near the end of the holiday special, or was it just Snoopy’s shadow? Was the cartoonist Charles Schultz or Charles Schulz? (In both cases, it was the latter in this reality.)
Jurassic Park – Original movie: Some recall a now-missing scene.
Justice League – Check the characters you’re remembering and see if one is missing.
K-PAX (movie) – Starred Kevin Spacey or Nicholas Cage? (In this timestream, it’s Spacey.)
Looney Tunes or Looney Toons? – Several conflicting memories.
Married with Children – Some recall one character played by two different actors.
M.A.S.H. (TV series) – Some recall the in-series death of Walter “Radar” O’Reilly. However, that wasn’t part of the story in this timestream.
Mirror, Mirror – In “Snow White,” did the evil queen say “Mirror, mirror…” or “Magic mirror…”? (In Disney’s Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, the Queen says, “Magic mirror.”)
Mystery Science Theater — Variations of the numbers following show name (mostly 2000 or 3000, but a few recall 4000).
Sex and the City – Some are sure it was “Sex in the City” when it first aired.
Star Trek memories, including: Chakotay character killed, then returns — several episodes later — without much explanation. (I’ve talked about this — in person — with Robert Beltran, who played the character. He’s sure that version was never written or filmed.)
Star Wars – Was the iconic line “Luke, I am your father” or “No, I am your father”? Also a missing scene. (Not just “deleted.”)
Terminator (and other movie) variations, “remembered” before the deleted scenes were available on DVD. Alternate late scenes and endings reported, as well.
Who Framed Roger Rabbit? (movie) – Different ending after initial release? Different title?
X-Men – Some reports of alternate abilities for Professor X.
Movies remembered before they were released
The following movies have been “remembered” by people, months or years before each movie was actually released. When each person saw the film he or she reported, it was like deja vu. (Year noted is when the film was released in this reality.)
Flushed Away (2006)
More news reports
Twins… that aren’t – Reports of people who look exactly like someone’s twin (not just “somewhat like”) but aren’t actually twins. Different from doppelgangers, and more like the same physical design appearing again. Two alternates temporarily in the same reality…? (See this comment and thread for more.)
Whitey Bulger — Alleged Boston (MA, USA) gangster, did not die in 2013, in this reality. He’s still alive (as of August 2014).
More politics and political leaders
Abraham Lincoln – Alternate death. Alternate death date of son, Tad, as well.
Fidel Castro – Still alive (per Wikipedia in early 2016), but some recall a 2011 death.
Martin Luther King, Jr. — Shot with a handgun, at close range, or another cause of death?
Muammar Gaddafi — Some death memories from years before he was killed (in this timestream), and a couple of memories of him fleeing his country.
Mussolini – Looks different in recent historical photos. Not just different photos from what are in older news articles and textbooks, but a different man.
Osama bin Laden – Death reported in 2001 in the Middle East and elsewhere, with obituaries.
Ronald Reagan — Varying memories about when he was president, and when and how he died.
More pop culture
Brian Williams’ memories – A high-profile example of Mandela Effect, a blunder, or something else?
Gaming – Alternate Versions…? Several reports related to different games, online and off.
Life cereal commercial (1970s) – Did Mikey like everything, eat everything (or “eats anything”), or hate everything? (In this reality, it was “he hates everything.”) See Comment thread.
Music – lyrics, tracks, videos, and more – All music-related topics are discussed in this article.
Sara Lee products slogan/jingle – Some recall “Nobody doesn’t like Sara Lee,” (1960s’ commercial: https://youtu.be/Iirw147LHkQ ) but others recall it as “Nobody does it like Sara Lee.” And, they’re clear that they didn’t just mis-hear it.
Volvo car symbol (the badge/icon/logo on the car)… Some recall a major change.
Spelling (names)
Berenstein – Berenstain (Bears books, etc.)
Dettol – Dettox (cleaning products)
Febreze – Febreze
Fruit Loops – Froot Loops (breakfast cereal)
Jiffy – Jif (peanut butter)
Kathy Lee Gifford – Kathie Lee Gifford (entertainer)
Kate Perry – Katy Perry (entertainer)
Liaison – Liaison
Looney Tunes or Looney Toons
MacDonald’s – McDonald’s (restaurant)
Oscar Meyer or Oscar Mayer? – Processed meat products’ brand name. (See comments.)
Pete Townsend – Pete Townshend (drummer for The Who)
Reba McIntyre – Reba McEntire (entertainer)
Sketchers – Skechers (footwear brand name – It’s Skechers in this reality.)
Western Sizzler – Western Sizzlin – Name in this timestream is Western Sizzlin (ref: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Western_Sizzlin%27 ). Even FB pages lists Western Sizzlin (ref: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Western-Sizzler-Auburn-Alabama/183908811678962 ).
(In every case, the latter spelling is correct in this reality.)
More spelling (dictionary)
Definitely or definately? Apparently, it’s the most misspelled word in the English language, but where did “definitely” come from and why do people remember being taught that spelling in school…?
Dilemma or dilemna? A lot of people seem to recall the latter (the version with an N), but — in this timestream — it looks like that was never the correct spelling.
Other topics
Disney theme parks
Disney World – Some people remember entering the Magic Kingdom through the castle. A second, alternate memory: Everything else matched the current timestream, but the castle was much closer to the end of Main Street. (At Disney World, not Disneyland.)
Disney World – Some people recall taking a monorail from the Orlando airport directly to the Disney World property. The Orlando airport has a train, not a monorail, and it doesn’t take people to Disney World.
Disney World – A separate theme park in the Orlando (Florida) area. Maybe intended as a beta test site for attraction concepts? It’s not an abandoned park or project, and it’s much smaller (in acreage) than the main WDW property. Two main areas: (1) The theme park, and (2) one crescent-shaped building with shops and restaurants, plus one larger hotel on the other side of it. Generally, theme park attractions are multi-level. (Note: Not confused with Universal Studios’ theme parks.)
Mars – No moons or two moons?
Segway – Available in beta around 1996? (No. The company was started in 1999, and the product was in pre-production, limited release in 2002. Ref.)
so they took down the site.. humor.. my own reality is such
South America is below North America i.e. Santiago Chile is a 11 to 9.5 hour flight to San Francisco.
Penelope is the princess in Wreck it Ralph.
Bernard is the Captain in the Grimm television program.
Japan is south of South Korea there is no Japan Sea
New Zealand is north of Australia and one island, not two.
La Paz, Bolivia is at 73 degrees year round, no snow , not cold ever.
Abe Lincoln is a senator not representative. ie for those conspiracy theorists Kennndy was a senator and so was Lincoln.
There was no Montauk project in my world. No ITT company. China Motor was not used in Bolivia due to their engines not working well.
Obama visited Vietnam to apologize for the Vietnam war. Obama apologizes to the Japanese for the US dropping the Atom bomb.
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https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/5esfix/the_truth_behind_the_mandela_effect/
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The oddity of life and story telling is something different. If you are expecting a hero in this story, I have yet to meet one. On May 18th of 2016, my biggest thought for adventure was to finish a translation of a book of poems from Spanish and Aymara into English. My goal, being disabled, blind, was to win a poetry prize for translating with permission from the author of a Bolivian poetry book. On May 19th, something occurred, which changed my life totally. I awoke in my normal way and was told. I was taking my mother in law to the doctors for chemotherapy. This was new and noisy to me. Meaning there were arguments and discussion with the kids whom I could hear but hadn´t an idea about, What. This was not my plan for the day. However, being me, I got up and proceeded to shower, and get dressed. My first clue as not being awakened in my universe was when I was given my socks. They were new to me. To those that do not understand, I am a lonely person. My computer, dog, and socks are often all I have in this world to keep me sane. Anyway, the conversation went on like this. When did I get new socks? Reply from a woman who is my body´s wife. You have always had them. I did not understand and said as much. Going outside to catch a van to downtown hospital I was in for a complete surprise. There were many vans, and older but newer vans. You see in my reality, and universe, there are fewer vans. The driving time for our appointment was longer, and the inside of the van could fit 17 people comfortably. I did not understand. In my world, it is always crowded and at most 12 people could fit into the van. We got to the hospital, and like the week before I went to sit. There was a paper wall which had been set up. The lights were turned on, and the waiting room was full. To clarify in my world, I had been going to these appointments for three weeks, and the waiting room has always been empty and dark. Meaning being blind and having eye problems with light, I could accept the darkness now with a waiting room full of expecting mothers, nevertheless, instead of being alone. I was more than a bit confused. I sat down and was in a marvel at what I saw. The number of pregnant and seemingly beautiful women in Bolivia has increased. Not saying I am from an ugly planet but to be honest yes. There are exceptions to everything but that day. Bolivian women were exceptionally beautiful. I watched in fascination the lines and lights along with a new room that appeared to be a pre natal ward being opened where only a dark room was before. I could not believe this. I thought I must be sleeping or well; nothing wrong was going on so who cares. I watched in fascination the lines and lights along with a new room that appeared to be a pre natal ward being opened where only a dark room was before. I could not believe this. I thought I must be sleeping or well; nothing wrong was going on so who cares. My mother in law showed up. We left early. In the street, we had some difficulty. The taxi drivers wanted 15 Bolivianos instead of 10 Bolivianos, which were the normal price for a ride from there to the US embassy. You say 87 cents. What is the big deal? It is a big deal to my mother in law. We argued with five different taxi drivers before she paid, and we went to the embassy. At the embassy, I was about to panic a bit more. Instead of a nice broad ten story building, I was confronted getting out of the taxi with a 13 story building narrow and not wide. The windows instead of being wide and welcoming were narrow and like arrow ports of a castle. I know you are thinking what is the big deal you miscounted and windows versus narrow windows easily to mistake. In my universe, we live on the ring of volcanos and the highest structure in La Paz is limited by law due to the earth quakes to nothing above a certain height. All the buildings that I could see broke at that moment. Going into my appointment, I was in for a surprise. My therapist's office decor. Was all switched? Instead of a light blue, I was staring at a dark-red office. You say she could have bought all new furniture. I felt like you for a moment. Then I sat down and looked at the seat. This was my fifteenth time there, and the seat cover had a hole in it. You know the one. You look at it when you are bored and wonder how it ever got there. Well thinking that she got all the new furniture I looked at. The hole was there. A practically perfect match nearly. To say that I was a bit nervous is to say the least. I practice a form of meditation, which helped me survive some nearly impossible life situations which I will talk about later. At that moment even that was a bit more than I could handle. You know how your stomach clenches tight, and your body feels like it is out of place. That was me. I am not a hero. I live for stories, and reading what adventure I was going to have here in this new world. After my mother in laws had had her turn it was my turn for therapy for my stump. Now in Bolivia, I am told to do this and that. Meaning life for a partially blind white guy from Lame Deer, Montana is pretty simple. You do what you are told and life continues, and it has been getting better. Now in my world, satire is my life. No one understood me, but I could be who I was and no one pestered me. Nor was my joking unacceptable to people. Meaning I wore them down with a constant way of being truthful but in a satirical way. Being unsure what to do, I was me. Now I am not so sure about that day or the person who helped me, this being her sixteenth time, but we laughed; we joked, and I thought all was good. I said you have to know me to understand me but after leaving that place my mother in law took me aside and told me, in no uncertain terms, I was not to do what I exactly did. Since I had just done what I normally do I was totally unprepared to be told by a lovely mother in law that I had hurt her feelings and such. We then went behind the US embassy which had cemented walls with an iron fence gated on top of it. If you are from my world, you would understand that the statement I just made makes no sense whatsoever. We are the US. We fear no one. To hide behind a cement wall yes, but to put up an additional seven-foot iron fence for what purpose, we own the world. We fear no one. Getting behind the embassy we had problems catching a taxi home. Evidently, what had cost me personally last week 15 BS and my mother in law remembering it cost her 10 BS now cost us 18 BS after arguing with three taxi drivers. Getting home I called my dog. Now Ben is a great dog, knows a lot of tricks and comes when called. This dog did not come to me. He ignored me and went to his mother who called him Poncho for a Sancho Panza Don Quixote sidekick. You ask how I know. I had to ask her why Pancho. The answer of my Don Quixote friend of course was informed by my body´s wife. Now at this time, I did not know my body´s wife, and I was not enjoying each other's company. In my world, I could kiss my wife and smack her ass, and she would laugh with a laughter that I enjoyed hearing. The look that woman gave me was something between mean, and somewhere between what I was doing. That was not the last of it either. After a bit I got a scolding. Now this is new to me, my old wife not; this one knew what I would do but this one did not seem to realize anything. My mother in law talked to her, and I got in trouble about being who I am. I sat and watched calmly, coolly, collectively. I had to think before acting for something was not right. I quietly went into my room. I read a book that I have read a few dozen times before, but the great quotes that I enjoyed seemed to be missing. Meaning my book was missing meaning. To those that knew me in high school, this should bring out some idea of how confusing this is. During high school to keep from going insane, I read a book a day usually while going to class, playing sports, and riding a bus an hour and 15 minutes each day. That I was more concerned about my book changing then anything else that day should put you in a reference as to who I was prior to this day. The wife of the body I was in came in and said something was wrong and moved me into my kid's room upstairs from being downstairs in my room prior to me going to sleep. Awaken May 20th with screaming from that day's wife yelling at the kids to find stuff to get ready to go to school. To recount yesterday I heard the noises but did not understand the rationale. Today the kids evidently did not put the backpacks in their places, forgot to pack their homework, and were missing school shoes. I apparently missed this from May 19 the reason why people were being yelled at. This made no sense to me. My kids put their stuff away and kept their rooms and clothes neat due to my wife being like a drill Sergeant. The kids room that I had fallen asleep in the night before paint and room pictures had also changed. Exactly what changed. The paint color, a Precious Moment framed picture had moved, and instead of bears playing with hearts on the wallpaper, the bears were playing with a ball.Now, this is a recollection that I did not write down on paper, but I was again told. I was going to the hospital with my mother in law for her chemo treatment. Now I was confused about this being a once a week occurrence I did not understand and told that day´s wife that. She said live with it basically, and I got prepared to go. Thinking I must have dreamed of the day before I got ready, but I was upstairs and not down so I had to wait for a while for things to clear out and be ready to go. Now that day the buses were old like I remembered and new but more numerous than the day before. I started looking around the normal route instead of talking with my mother in law like I had done the day in the past. I noticed things that could not be in my universe. You ask what things cannot be in my universe but are there; Buildings, roads, and more people. The day before I had not bee
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March 27, 2017 at 6:20pm · Die with memories not dreams. I would love to live a little, nevertheless, the cost of living versus my credit rating still ends up at a place of dreams. When you realize you have traveled conscientiously 86000 light-years to escape your own earth for apparently no reason you have to ask. Why Goat world? The only standing between you and your goal is tha tbullshit story you keep telling yourself as to why you can not achieve it. so May 18th was the last day on my planet earth. May 19th I was mind swapped to a completely different world. Colors, history, geography, and population are totally unique and distinct. You say drink rum and forget. I have not been able to forget. https://cosmofunnel.com/…/reptiles-parallel-universe-travel… Anyone else suffering from the Mandela effect let me know please. Thanks, let us take our hearts for a walk in the woods and listen to the magic whispers of old trees. Since my travels begin I realize something. All mountains are.. are large trees fallen over. Within our dreams and aspirations we find our opportunities. Realization is when you are not unique. That a multiverse is true. In Dublin in 1952 Erwin Schrödinger gave a lecture in which at one point he jocularly warned his audience that what he was about to say might "seem lunatic". He went on to assert that when his Nobel equations seem to be describing several different histories, they are "not alternatives but all really happen simultaneously". This is the earliest known reference to the many-worlds. Never argue with stupid people. Because they will drag you down to their level and then beat you with experience. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Many-worlds_interpretation To own so much To be owned by so much The question do we on earth owe so much For wars For famines For plagues For destruction Syria flee You are in the Us of A sights again Reality is it for a pipeline or natural gas again In sadness money is all this war is about again All for the root of money again War leave Syria bank alone not owned by Rothschild alone All this killing in Syria to be alone Reality sadness for Syria standing almost all alone Shame is shame evil is evil War is both In sewing evil Not nice but evil Gaining money from shame I have noticed that my newsfeed is short jokes, humor, and conspiracies. If you have any please post or send me a message. I miss laughter. I miss laughing, I miss the idea that Saturday night live made up weird or wild ideas about ideology that does not make sense to me. so please post anything funny to my timeline please. thanks. As for myself, I lost my left leg to cellulitis or part of my body dying. I would think being turned into a zombie and surviving would be hilarious up to the point that now the law of gravity is sucking the energy out of me every time I fall. work wise pray for me. I am on my own with a family. I need to be manly but am scared to the point that I am not sure what to do anymore. As for finances, humor me- I am in the hole and not sure how to get out. I love life. I am extremely lucky my wife is beautiful to me. I do not know what else to say there. Kids are bored with me. The oldest is sad, the youngest is wild. So if I have a point other than the tip of my nose. Please pray for me that I can man up and do what is right, and be a nice guy. Thank you...
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To realize that God tells your story, let alone multiply worlds and only cares if you are good or bad in your decision to handle the shit you are given makes this story wild. Realizing even if you won the girl, did great in all your work, made the money none of that has any meaning is awkward to say the best. Realizing that after rereading everything several times that heaven gets full at 200 million means in this world less people are needed to make the end of the world happen. In my world there was a bigger heaven instead of 1500, by 1500 it was 1600 by 1600..
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March 28, 2017 at 1:52am · What disturbs me most about being part of the parallel world swap, and or Mandela Effect is my soul. Prior to this misadventure, I believed I was unique, an awkward person with a disposition that of a carrot. Meaning I read, I write, but seldom talk with people dealing with people just is not my thing. So when I say my first 60 days, I composed letters to people and expected some people to write back about hey, I ain't from this world and what is going on. And I got zip back without counting Peter Moon, or Duncan Camaron and the rabbi said there could only be one other world in yet mentally I had counted by that time 85 or more. Well. The soul disturbed is a question unanswered. I felt a bit lost. Meaning if spiritual leaders were not willing to consider a parallel world much less many of them. I had to seek God. And in God, I found in his bible many references and discussions, which made more sense now that I have seen parallel worlds. What I feared, whether I lost my soul or was my conscience something evil, which is potentially still to be seen, lost its meaning after the 94th world dealt me a challenge. Either the God of my world was in all these other worlds, or I was insane. Since I had gone nuts before I checked myself out. Some six doctors later with prescriptions for being a past life remembered I figured that doctors even when they recognize that they themselves are not from here do not fear for their soul as I do. At that split moment, my mind realized that my heart had to be changed. What better way than to wake up in a new body each day praying that I have a broken heart and am not rebelling against God anymore. And that folk is a realization most people will have to come to on their own.
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March 28, 2017 at 4:38pm · “Self-restraint, self-mastery, common sense, the power of accepting individual responsibility and yet of acting in conjunction with others, courage and resolution—these are the qualities which mark a masterful person. It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
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March 28, 2013 at 3:59 am · Well it is here. I am a day and year older. Instead of older and wiser... I am wiser and older... some thoughts that go through my head. Why is life not here the way I want it? My thoughts are that I have not been doing what I should. Looking back I disagree- I leaped at opportunities. I excelled where others have left for greener pastures. I have boldly gone where people with less courage have not. See I digress sort of like Doctor Evil. What is life but to dream and hope? To learn that those hopes were killed along time ago by someone not so funny. Humor me this is love fraud when all the love letters are written by someone else? At times life plays mean and cruel jokes on people and they realize them but decide life is better without forcing the issue. Meaning I am tired at last and being bold only gets you to places that at times are better to a point. What happens when that point is the tip of your nose? That is when life really is short lived and you realize. Is living a long life a blessing or a curse? Seeing old folk’s homes and realizing most if anybody that wishes you a happy birthday is dead or gone. I think I have to rethink living longer and just have more experience sooner than later. So what have I learned in all this life short but long experience? Never to trust anyone. Find a good book and read it slowly. Remember to eat well. Always be kind and considerate. That in a nutshell I should have stopped living back 12 years ago. Humor the lessons I have learned since then. Never trust, and forgive I could have done without I think. It makes the world a crueler place to live in and realizing conspiracies are true at times makes you want to stop hearing about what is going on around you. Anyways happy birthday to me; to me a happy birthday.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vzrYgDnewSI When you are not from this world and you wonder what the hell are you listening to.. This has shown up two weeks ago.. I knew the songs of my world.. This is nothing I knew.. 1.2 billion year old perception saying to you the world has changed. My heart was on the left side of my chest. Abe Lincoln was a senator. Population 2016 365 million for the US. This is not my world.
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So prior to censorship I figured the math. There is 10 to the power 197 earth like worlds. In one galaxy there are 10,000 earth-like realities so close you have to wonder about did that color change yesterday or did that word spelled today's dilemma spelled your world dilemma the day before. The exact number is so wild you have to wonder about the meaning. Montauk project talks about what they did. They grabbed people's souls, to create a non ending story to stop the end of the world. Wild. The sadness after watching the galaxy twist back and forth meaning the galaxy goes clockwise then counterclockwise, I realize I am going back in time to a start of time where all these memories are just a scenario that will not win. Humor, Jah or God Jah being a new name to me is much more than humanity. So, to under I only have one day on this planet. The next spirit has a day and so forth. Spirit walkers seeing the past some 1.2 billion years in the past that could not have been. Adolf hilter had brown eyes on my world. Abe lincoln was a senator. I know who I am, do you know who you are?
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A speculative answer is this. There is a multiverse the dimensional number I am guessing is somewhere between 10 to power 192 or more. The number comes from Drake equation adding multiverses and asking the wrong question receiving an answer which did not make sense until I realized what had happened. The person using the simulator either at CERN, D Wave or Google does not know the difference between exact and 100 percent replacement values in a Monte Carlo simulation question. Example you run a simulation with everything. Note the word everything or everyone, not just your universe or a grouping of universes similar to your universe. Somehow MineCraft and D wave computing or CERN interacts with another universe. How or why is the wrong question at present. The issue is the person realizes their mistake because they see something that should not be. Their response is to say put everything back at 100 percent. If you have ever ran a monte carlo simulation you realize that out liners have to be placed and positioned exactly the way they were to be running to get them back exactly in their position. Meaning exact match and 100 percent to monte carlo simulation are two different things. D wave computers at max can process 10 to power of 8 meaning whomever was the analyst person screwed up and did not put everyone back where they should be. This represents the Mandela effect. Every single person realizing something different has had their mind transported to a different universe. Completely different. This also goes along with facts and history. Examples Skechers or Sketchers, who is the princess in Wreck it Ralph Penelope or Vanalope, When did Bob Crane die and how in his sleep 1977 shot to death 1977, beaten to death with a camera pod 1978 or strangled 1979. The timelines are so messed up several ideas are pooping up that were not here before. Abe Lincoln in my universe was a senator not a representative. First representative that I recall being a president was Bush senior. Example the Rainbow Universe which says that there is a universe for each color and time frame due to the wavelength change in the speed of light meaning there are time shifts. I have seen this on holidays and events. The recent Republican convention was supposed to happen in my timeframe July 6 through the 10th. Here I believe it happened July 18th through 21st. Example I have seen on CNN BREXIT UK stay in the UK on Tuesday and UK exit the EU on Thursday. I was kind of lost until I realized what I was seeing and started paying attention more to the color changes around me. Deity wise the only answer is technology versus nose magic or understanding who is giving something for doing something. write me clintonsiegle123r@gmail.com I would like to hear your answers.
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Mandela affected friends, scientists, and oddity readers. I am taking a long holiday. I would like to post something that has been on my mind for a while. At first I sought out math legends in my world. They never replied so here are the answers that I have found. In my world the universe was expanding. 180 degree triangle was all there was meaning the universe was contained and supposedly expanding. Here there are more than 180 degree triangles meaning the universe is in a box. In my world the milky way was expanding not contracting. Here the milky way is contracting. At the center of the milky way no one knew. Here guess what it is a large black hole. If you do not understand what I am getting at for Jesus Christ sake read realize this mind is from the other side of the black hole. I will post the reference in the comments. The other five questions I wrote and the answer is radical enough to surprise me even. How many mes or yous or earths are there. I will be finding out sooner than I expected meaning there is a rationale why I stopped asking and looked for my own answers. Read the comments. It has been a nice time with you folks.
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The Seager equation looks like this:[20][a] {\displaystyle N=N_{*}*F_{Q}*F_{\text{HZ}}*F_{O}*F_{L}*F_{S}} {\displaystyle N = N_**F_Q*F_\text{HZ}*F_O*F_L*F_S} Where: N = the number of planets with detectable signs of life N* = the number of stars observed FQ = the fraction of stars that are quiet FHZ = the fraction of stars with rocky planets in the habitable zone OF = the fraction of those planets that can be observed FL = the fraction that have life FS = the fraction on which life produces a detectable signature gas The Drake equation is: {\displaystyle N=R_{\ast }\cdot f_{p}\cdot n_{e}\cdot f_{\ell }\cdot f_{i}\cdot f_{c}\cdot L} N=R_{\ast }\cdot f_{p}\cdot n_{e}\cdot f_{\ell }\cdot f_{i}\cdot f_{c}\cdot L where: N = the number of civilizations in our galaxy with which communication might be possible (i.e. which are on our current past light cone); and R* = the average rate of star formation in our galaxy fp = the fraction of those stars that have planets ne = the average number of planets that can potentially support life per star that has planets fl = the fraction of planets that could support life that actually develop life at some point fi = the fraction of planets with life that actually go on to develop intelligent life (civilizations) fc = the fraction of civilizations that develop a technology that releases detectable signs of their existence into space L = the length of time for which such civilizations release detectable signals into space[11][12]
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March 28, 2017 at 9:39pm · This night proves I am not from this world. I out drunk a person in my world that I knew could outdrink me on any day of the week. Mandela effect - parallel worlds are interesting to see. I guess 7 bottles of wine which I will post tomorrow proves to me that I ain't from here. May 18th was my last day in my old world. Parallel realities that changed today that I recall differently Alan Quarterman. Outside of that I know who I am. Do you realize I am watching the end of the world? September 2017 starts Revelations 12. The end of time is already happening. I pray that I am right with Jesus Christ in my heart. Outside of that repent, do right, do good. For the end of the world is going to happen and there is nothing to stop it outside of removing all the nukes in the US prior to 2020 when the evil one murders 70 percent of the United States. http://www.deagel.com/country/ You say who are you to make this prediction. I was the troubleshooter on a few programs. However I think I might have an issue which I shall find out on May 20th. If you are part of the group of 9 or 10. If you are out there contact me. Your game sucks and is worthless.
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The chance is earths not just earth. Nehemiah 9:6 "You alone are the LORD. You have made the heavens, The heaven of heavens with all their host, The earth and all that is on it, The seas and all that is in them. You give life to all of them And the heavenly host bows down before You. Plural bets earth would be there instead of earth.. Genesis 1:1 In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. The chance that all the languages of the world were mixed up by moving souls or perceptions throughout the multiverse. “Jehovah scattered them from there over all the surface of the earth, and they gradually left off building the city. That is why its name was called Babel, because there Jehovah had confused the language of all the earth.”—Genesis 11:8, 9. Watching the world ending is wild.. However, let me tell you a story.. Matthew 5:27-28 New International Version (NIV) Adultery 27 “You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall not commit adultery.’[a] 28 But I tell you that anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart... THIS means your thoughts transfer through to the next world causing after effects to your perception or soul in a different world. Wild, however I have seen this. Memories come from Sagittarius' outer edge of a world lower down the nebula column galaxy. My world has not been born yet. 1.2 billion years difference in that I recall the 6.4 billion year old Milky way in my world. This world´s galaxy is 4.4 billion years old. Watching time go backward is so odd. You realize that the end of the world is happening and nothing you do matters. You really want to see something check the swirl of the galaxy. Clockwise then counterclockwise with black holes 3,000 6000 7900 lightyears away from earth. The speculation CERN opens up montauk chairs like realities pushing souls through. Peace..
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The depths of disappear are often the climax of heroes in their stories. My story which I have been watching played out on hundreds of worlds being a parallel soul traveler between similar galaxies makes me wonder. Is the anticlimax life that of a villain and if so what sort of a villain am I? I did not have this issue prior to May 18, 2016. Prior to that I was a normal person to be defined as a disabled person. However, since that date everything has been wildly unexpected. To find mysterious history, different geography, unknown discoveries, and new technology.
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March 30, 2017 at 4:47pm · Once upon a time ideology meant something. Since AI has taken over our computers, text messages, television programming, and storylines the real question has we benefited or is it trying to cull the herd from 7.5 billion this world down to five hundred million for the perfect zoo. Some people do not read my posts anymore and some read for amusement. I write this to tell you that the end of the world starts September 23 2017 and there is nothing you can do about it. Jehovah is coming. Evil one is already fighting and being thrown out. Men are trying to fight God and the evil one. Shame is great on this world. That a computer has taken over people's lives is something I can see. If you watch people on the phones there is no interaction between each other. The game of life has become too boring for them. They would prefer to live in a movie afterlife game. Shame on humanity. What can a thinker, dreamer do to help this. I can point to hey this is going to happen whether you like it or not.
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I am writing requesting a rationale why the CIA, Army, and social security is predicting that there will be a 70 percent reduction in the United States population by 2025. What can I do to make myself safe? Note the data sources are all US government. http://www.deagel.com/c…/United-States-of-America_c0001.aspx
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March 31, 2017 at 12:11pm · In my defense, I was left unsupervised. Once you become fearless, life becomes limitless. On May 19 2016, I was kidnapped from my world to visit several parallel worlds. I have seen history, geography, and people's personalities change. I can truly state the end of the world will happen within the next 7 years. http://www.deagel.com/.../United-States-of-America_c0001... I can actually state that the Montauk chair project speculatively was true and that some worlds stole people, and projects for years plotting against God. I can honestly state that I am traveling again. The surprising aspect of this often sees things different from one day to the next. Yesterday, for example, a column several decades old appeared in a spot where I remembered people dancing just two weeks ago. Abe Lincoln to me is still a senator, the same as Hillary Clinton remembers. The reality that South America is 2300 miles east south of where I was is a diming dream. For 45 years 3 months 21 days I lived on one world. Now that I have seen several I can honestly say there is only one God.\ March 31, 2014 at 5:15pm · Pray for those that are your enemies. Please Jesus Christ forgive me. Please let the Senate, House Representatives, and President only do what is right, and good. Let them be good, let them do good only. Let their minds be good only. Forgive me, for thinking otherwise. Let them come to know you. Wind blows, trees sway, a brush with the night hour. A treat for prayers for All Saints Day. A mask or gourd or pumpkin to scare the spirits away. The color orange to represent harvest time while black means death for all time. Halloween is the spirit's night. Halloween Spirit oh how I miss the dreamers at night all waiting in the patch at night, living loving within laughter of the street light loads of candy and sweets tonight opens your bag hope you can see well by the moonlight winter is nearer tonight eternity will remember the spirits prancing in the streetlights everlasting streetlights needs more candy to dance tonight. Spirit on all hallow's Eve prancing in the dusk of the moon indeed dreaming of candy under the moon reality watching the drifting moon inwardly hoping for a sight of a spirit tonight to ask for more candy tonight. Acrostic Halloween Spirit short prose introduction There are several days during the year to celebrate different ideologies, whether religious, social, political or just for fun. The day of independence from England, whether it be a bloody civil war between a new nation United States or a peaceful voting to exit the Kingdom via Canada represents an unusual liberty that is at stake throughout the world. Whether a one-world government could hold all its people with honesty, hope, justice, and laws governing everyone or whether there would be a different set of laws set for those at home towards those abroad. This is what is wild. A united world government will always set up laws, which cause people either at home or abroad to question their loyalty towards those people currently being governed. The reality is celebrating independence day is not liberation but community both in the States and Canada. Community is what makes a nation great. Not money for that is an ideology. Not power for that again is ideology. Community for the greater good of the individual is why laws should be made. Not because someone else thinks it is a good idea. The community may stall, but installing it does not hurt the individual. While money, power, both important when stalled, hurts the whole community. BRexist Tuesday Britain stayed in and Thursday they existed.. strange on Tuesday I could swear I saw EU remain 57.5 leave 42.5 UK stand alone my kids room was orange. now it is 50.5 stay and 49.5 remain my kids room is salmon pink.. Wild baseline purposes my kids room 5 19 baseline reality for myself was pepto bismol pink not salon. Wild pepto bismol is now two words..Life is changing. towards a question is hillary clinton a witch http://edition.cnn.com/US/9606/22/hillary.book/The word racism was used in both campaigns.. one to say British leaving EU was racist to EU nations while to stay in British campaign was to ask people from the UK colonies if it was not racist for the EU to exclude them from working in EU.The major difference was the SUN reported the Queen was for going it a lone.My personal belief if Obama is for something it is not good for anyone. 230 years it took the US to accumulate 10 trillion dollars of debt. Obama spent 11 trillion dollars of debt and none of that money shows up in the GDP. Where did 11 trillion dollars go should be a question. reptiles, parallel universe travels, no deity discovered, issues with other life questions in general Since 5-20 Censorship facebook, parallel universes, and why my dog won't come to me anymore. Thank you to Maroon that ran across the wires of CERN 5'20 Hello, My name is Clinton Siegle. I posted under 'https://cosmofunnel.com/user/26088 until 5 23 when facebook decided I was not whom I am. Fair enough. I posted political crap and solutions to odd problems. Example Bernie Sanders ' write him in for President screw the system. The computers are rigged anyway. To Vote Trump because ideology does not keep the witch out of the White house. My autograph collection online was roughly 523 from famous scientists to wonderful looking ladies. If you have a chance look at my past posts.Now that leaves us to why am I writing this on this Clint Siegle line instead. First off since 5' 20 I have been bouncing around per night to new realities of myself. You say what drugs are you on_ Insulin and metformin. What did you have to drink Sunday? I drank a pitcher of reheated sanganine twice. But I did not feel the effect that I was hoping for.So in these travelers what I have discovered is a question. Five things which are wild and a seventh which I will briefly describe. First off, today I am in a red and light blue world. The womens asses are wonderful. So far I have not seen any ugly women which is a remarkable discovery. You might say your eyes are different. I felt my wife up today and let alone her bum firm and nice. She is even cuter than yesterday.Yesterday I was in a grumpy world where the colors ran purple and green. You say what colors. To be specific the broom brushes that are used to clean up the place. You say they just got new brooms. I would agree with that but today not yesterday the brooms are old and blue not green and the red room is downstairs not upstairs. What is the meaning of this and what does the world mean? Good question, I have no answer for you. All I can say is I have watched the polls on Trump and Hillary for the past few days and there is a wide difference on who is winning and by what percentages. }The skinny worlds with extremely regal women seem to allow Hillary to win but here is the kicker Bernie Sanders won Kentucky. The fatter the world then Trump beats Hillary by a wide margin after looking into the gossip they also seem more reflective of wider NSA coverage. Meaning the Skinny people are afraid for their lives while the fat people seem to not care and will talk about GM bailout email where Chinese got ahold of it costing the bankruptcy court billions due to her not using a secure server etc. Who knows I am not sure if the story was true but 1818 secret emails classified after the fact makes me wonder. And guess what, I am fat ... The reason is the difference in what is considered important.}Example I gave 5 22 was a wallet as a gift versus something fun to play with. The difference is perfection also. RTrumps daughter is beautiful in all of them but in the perfected beautiful woman world she is regal. Just saying these trips so far are wild. Meaning I am a satirist first off and my humor is more of an awkward silence until the person realizes two or three days later that I gave them an insight on what the world is like. Then I usually get a conversation where I am asked something about something different and are friends in a different way than most. Meaning I am not a friendly person. }Meaning I did my work well. I loved my family and after that did not have a life nor if the library was good did I purchase or do much outside of those two activities. }Now I am finding out secrets from across universes which are interesting but I have no one to tell them to. Meaning if you are clinically insane few people want to talk with you and having had a mental breakdown in 2014 after losing my left foot I would not say I am or was all together there or here.- Anyway back to my story today I noticed that my wallpaper, the dragon with a cloud under it, has now become a dog dragon and the cloud has doubled in size. My wife along with every other Bolivia woman's ass has gotten noticeable to me.Yesterday Monday can't say much other than personalities changed.}Sunday personalities, the hotel staircase which was able to fit five people across was now only possible to have four people and they changed the title. You say people update and change things all the time here in Bolivia and I could agree with you but this is my third time to the hotel and know from falling that I should be able to put my brace three times to the handrail to get up. Here they let alone there was less room; there were handrails on both sides of the staircase. So what else have I noticed. If you watch youtube videos I was number 402 when I first looked this up and now there are 5000 plus people that have watched it.Attached email letter to a friend a few days ago. and others disCERN what have you done?Where to begin? Let me start with my wife who has rearranged the furniture upstairs, installed a door lock on a door and somehow now can fit 12 people in a space. Last week we had a problem fitting 8 people. This might not sound big but to me it means I am not where I be
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Clinton Siegel June 22 2016, 05:57 am -07006 22 Finding things differently - one there is a chance reptiles are going to replace humanity. Two there is no God per deity that we worship. Three changes is not what I would expect - i.e. there is a brain holding each universe in a game pattern that can not be broken in most cases. i.e. money, accounts, bills, lost opportunities, seem similar enough. Four personalities.. they change along with the shifting earth.. The butterfly effect is truly amazing to watch. I thought the mountain moved. Then I started paying attention to where I was and realized my location shifted even if I was in the same house. Meaning earth shifts mountains etc tend to stay the same. Fifth, shifting to other people's reality is not as scary as it was for a while. I am tired of being scared and being yelled at.. life if there is a soul which I believe there might be is teaching me something.. if I learn it I will pass it on. REPLY Clinton Siegel June 22 2016, 02:14pm -0700Clinton Siegle <>June 18 (4 days ago)to SkyMr. Moon,Clinton Siegle <>Jun 13 (9 days ago)to orgoneproducts1, skybooksThis message has been deleted. Restore messageDear Mr. Moon, Mr Preston B. Nichols,I am writing to you because I can find you on the internet.Since 5.20 I have been traveling to different people's realities is the best to explain.Locations, branding of products, colors, sounds, taste and personalities all have changed several times along with my feelings towards this adventure.I am wondering my eyesight is getting better ere but worst for the guy that was me today. What and how do I get back to my timeframe?Also can I sue CERN for these affects to my life meaning I have discovered a few things that I make me going home a question that I am unsure how to reflect on.https://cosmofunnel.com/stories/a-dairy-of-sorts-92183 Remember I am blind in one eye and typing this with size 350 font so if some words are wrong I apologize.Thank you and hopefully you will respongSky BooksJun 13 (9 days ago)to meThis message has been deleted. Restore messageSorry, but we do not have such time capabilities.Only thing I could suggest would be getting grounded in the reality you are experiencing.Suggestion: CONTROL YOUR BREATH = CONTROL YOUR LIFEBest,PeterNEW VIDEOS JUST RELEASED: Learn the science of time travel in Peter Moon's brand new and easy to understand videos "Time Travel Explained". To sign up: up: http://zeqyedx3.megaph.com/Clinton Siegle <>Jun 13 (9 days ago)to SkyThis message has been deleted. Restore messagePeter,I am not interested in being here.These people are mean.I can not tell a joke.They yell at me.I am not from here.I want to go home.Clinton Siegle <>Jun 13 (9 days ago)to SkyThis message has been deleted. Restore messagePeter,Have you read what I have been going through?I am not enjoying this stop at all.You say focus and breath.I am more interested in the computer simulation set up in 1950s that was supposedly working for Dr. John Von Neumann.Since 57 the program should be easy to duplicate in today's world. Any ideas on who to ask and how to get out of here?Thanks,ClintonSky BooksJun 13 (9 days ago)to meThis message has been deleted. Restore messageYou might find the same or a similar situation if you were indeed able to escape.This is why life presents us challenges.Try breathing......it is the basis of life.....Clinton Siegle <>Jun 14 (8 days ago)to SkyThis message has been deleted. Restore messageI breath meditate with focus fingers daily.I do not expect to be yelled at all in this life or the next.If magic is what it is then blood and tears is what I will offer this world.Not one scream not one yell. I do not do that to others and I do not expect that for myself.My magic worked wonders in Michigan in 2008. Let us see if this world can handle me. Sky BooksJun 14 (8 days ago)to meThis message has been deleted. Restore messageIt is good that you breathe.Have you learned and/or contemplated "The Inner Smile" - this can lead to a rather unbridled joy.The world can and has handled everything. We have to learn to "handle" the world and then harmonize with it.Time travel might help but there is much to learn about it and especially the psychology of such.Clinton Siegle <>Jun 14 (8 days ago)to SkyThis message has been deleted. Restore messageMarina von Neumann Whitman has a computer from her father some place.I am more of a practical person.Clinton Siegle <>Jun 14 (8 days ago)to SkyThis message has been deleted. Restore messagePete Question how far back in time can you go?Also, can you jump to another universe?thanksSky BooksJun 14 (8 days ago)to meThis message has been deleted. Restore messageI cannot travel in time personally.Theoretically, there are no limitations. The hardware I cannot account for.Clinton Siegel Jun 14 (8 days ago)Preston Nichols Curious who is the guy you spoke to on this site? http://www....Kevin CourtoisJun 14 (8 days ago)Clinton, I am not preston. I currently do not have any contact info on him.Sky BooksJun 14 (8 days ago)to meThis message has been deleted. Restore messageDon't know who that site is. Sounds like extracts from Preston and possibly Al.John von Neumann is long dead.Clinton Siegle <>Jun 15 (7 days ago)to SkyThis message has been deleted. Restore messageBut according to the interview he is or was a consultant in 1989.I know he died in 1956. But according to the article the person speaking saw him as late as 1989.Clinton Siegle <>Jun 15 (7 days ago)to SkyThis message has been deleted. Restore messagePS His daughter is currently in Spain she gave me these two peoples name contactus@ias.edu, lax@cims.nyu.edu Peter Lax or Freeman Dyson - do you know either?Sky BooksJun 15 (7 days ago)to meThis message has been deleted. Restore messageNo, never heard of them and I have heard von Neumann's daughter is not accepting of his secret life, but I have no contact with her personally.Clinton Siegle <>Jun 15 (7 days ago)to SkyThis message has been deleted. Restore messageI am a bit more personal.She messaged me from Spain on facebook.I do not know her personally.The wildness here is the email access.Three days ago I had never heard of Dr. von Neumann.Three days ago I had never heard of you nor any additional project outside of ^Philadelphia the Montauk Project is something new to my timeline.In my timeline the Mandela Effect showed up as a google date 5 16 on 5 20 when I realized something is up I was number 402 viewing some guy talking about changes etc.Meaning Mr. Books the world I came up in both Mandela and Montauk was or were not part of it. Meaning I am what they considered a conspiracy nut and would have known of you or Preston Nichols. My world Santiago, Chile is right under San Francisco 11 hours by some airlines and 9.5 hours by others.My world there is no two New Zealand island it is one island.Japan is south of South Korea there is no Japan Sea.The world is strange and marvelous but at times I must accept where I am at. The difference how nutty your politics is. Clinton Siegle <>Jun 15 (7 days ago)to SkyThis message has been deleted. Restore messagehttps://cosmofunnel.com/dreams/dear-journal-92330Clinton Siegle <>June 15 (7 days ago)to SkyThis message has been deleted. Restore messageYou know the world's change - I finally recognized a name. Pruitt - https://www.linkedin.com/in/joshua-pruitt-89a384107In my timeline he was boss https://cosmofunnel.com/stories/mentally-i-was-there-92342Clinton Siegle <>Jun 16 (6 days ago)to SkyThis message has been deleted. Restore messageMr. Books,I have listened to some of your interviews now.I am sure if you would have existed in my time frame I would have read your books.I am interested in the Atlantis library. The series of books - any truth or clues as to if the library would be opened and to whom?My secret clearance, sub contract non disclosure forms etc were updated when I was at the Missiles Defense Agency. Whom would I be looking to talk to get access to the library?Thanks,ClintonChecking to see if we have spoken before?If so can I ask other than breathing what else would you suggest to my prior question.If not thank you for your time.Sky BooksJun 18 (4 days ago)to meWe haven't spoken before.i meThis message has been deleted. Restore messageAsk the local librarian on how you can improve your researching skills. There are a lot of libraries in the world and one thing leads to another.Best advice I have given is in my book "The White Bat" which teaches one to integrate both sides of the brain.NEW VIDEOS JUST RELEASED: Learn the science of time travel in Peter Moon's brand new and easy to understand videos "Time Travel Explained". To sign up: up: http://zeqyedx3.megaph.com/ REPLY Clinton SiegleJune 22 2016, 07:16pm -0700Hot Big Bang :In the 1930's it was discovered by Edwin Hubble that all galaxies have a positive redshift. In other words, all galaxies were receding from the Milky Way. By the Copernican principle, we deduce that all galaxies are receding from each other, or we live in a dynamic, expanding Universe. The expansion of the Universe is described by a very simple equation called Hubble's law; the velocity of the recession of a galaxy is equal to a constant times its distance (v=Hd). The constant is called Hubble's constant and relates distance to velocity in units of light-years.The discovery of an expanding Universe implies the obvious, that the Universe must have an initial starting point, a Creation. A point in the past when the radius of the Universe was zero. Since all the matter in the Universe must have been condensed in a small region, along with all its energy, this moment of Creation is referred to as the Big Bang.A common question that is asked when considering a Creation point in time is ``What is before the Big Bang?''. This type of question is meaningless or without context. For example, it is similar to asking ``What is north of the North Pole?''. The question itself can not be phrased in a meaningful
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http://www.auricmedia.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/08/Nichols_Preston-The-Music_of_Time.pdf http://www.whale.to/b/reich_q.html http://www.whale.to/b/nichols.html http://www.zamandayolculuk.com/html-3/delta-t_antenna.htm sound mirror http://redwheelweiser.com/downloads/bestequinox_sexmagick.pdf http://www.cnsjournal.org/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Bennett.20.1.Mar_.10.pdf recorded backwards in the chorus http://www.zamandayolculuk.com/html-3/delta-t_antenna.htm http://www.whale.to/b/reich.pdf https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bekenstein_bound 4http://newdaytoassemble5000lastsalifetime.wikidee.org/one-day-to-assemble-5000-lasts-a-lifetime.html https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theory_of_everything https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Backmasking http://www.cnsjournal.org/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/Bennett.20.1.Mar_.10.pdf http://www.mp3-reverser.com/en/ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nFpMefwdxH8 http://audacity.sourceforge.net/ http://archonmatrix.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/The-Montauk-Project-Experiments-In-Time-by-Preston-B.-Nichols-with-Peter-Moon-1992.pdf https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aW-7CqxhnAQ https://www.amazon.com/Omron-electroTHERAPY-Relief-Device-PM3030/dp/B008KEHA2E?ie=UTF8&ascsubtag=75f1221093f64c8c26ebda2bf88cf756_S&ref_=dra_a_rv_bb_ho_xx_P1250_1000&tag=dradisplay-20 http://printm3d.com/themicro/?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign=printer300 http://www.thirdeyemax.com/2009/05/rhythm-is-gonna-get-you-melodic-weapons.html https://www.amazon.com/Omron-electroTHERAPY-Relief-Device-PM3030/dp/B008KEHA2E https://concen.org/content/preston-nichols-music-time-2000-subliminal-mind-control https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gPl4xo0yhlA http://aeneas.ps.uci.edu/wdw4.pdf http://arxiv.org/pdf/gr-qc/9609030.pdf https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uAvA8AMtX-0 http://www.itt.com/Expertise/Our-Brands.aspx/ http://www.britannica.com/biography/John-von-Neumann https://hendersonlefthook.wordpress.com/2014/09/22/illuminati-mind-control-the-report-from-iron-mountain/ http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/ciencia/time_travel/esp_ciencia_timetravel09b.htm https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=huJCLovqcyA http://arxiv.org/pdf/gr-qc/9609030.pdf http://www.filmdaily.tv/blog/grants/list-best-documentary-grants-fund-your-film f = c / λ = wave speed c (m/s) / wavelength λ (m). The formula for time is: T (period) = 1 / f (frequency). λ = c / f = wave speed c (m/s) / frequency f (Hz). The unit hertz (Hz) was once called cps = cycles per second.LikeLikeLoveHahaWowSadAngryCommentShare Comments Clinton Siegle if there is no time where does the frequency goLike · Reply · 32 minsClinton Siegle An easy way to remember the distance, speed and time equations is to put the letters into a triangle. The triangles will help you remember these 3 rules: Distance = Speed x Time. Time = Distance/Speed.Like · Reply · 31 minsClinton Siegle distance/speed=1/λ = (20 m/s)/5 HzLike · Reply · 26 minsClinton Siegle Distance Speed Time Formula. Speed is a measure of how quickly an object moves from one place to another. It is equal to the distance traveled divided by the time. It is possible to find any of these three values using the other two.Like · Reply · 26 minsClinton Siegle IF someone remembers there is more than 180 degrees in a triangle I would appreciate talking to that person please. I remember 3 ways what is the fourth.. AND why am I here?Like · Reply · 25 minsClinton Siegle Looking at a triangle as a line or linear from the point above a triangle you could not pin point which every the point is pointing at. However if it is a line you already know the time.Like · Reply · 22 minsClinton Siegle because there is no law on time the frequency is setLike · Reply · 22 minsClinton Siegle How to Calculate Time and Distance from Acceleration and Velocity In a physics equation, given a constant acceleration and the change in velocity of an object, you can figure out both the time involved and the distance traveled. For instance, imagine you’re a drag racer. Your acceleration is 26.6 meters per second2, and your final speed is 146.3 meters per second. Now find the total distance traveled. Got you, huh? “Not at all,” you say, supremely confident. “Just let me get my calculator.” You know the acceleration and the final speed, and you want to know the total distance required to get to that speed. This problem looks like a puzzle, but if you need the time, you can always solve it. You know the final speed, vf, and the initial speed, vi (which is zero), and you know the acceleration, a. Because vf – vi = at, you know that image0.png Now you have the time. You still need the distance, and you can get it this way: image1.png The second term drops out because vi = 0, so all you have to do is plug in the numbers: image2.png In other words, the total distance traveled is 402 meters, or a quarter mile. Must be a quarter-mile racetrack.Like · Reply · 19 minsClinton Siegle http://humansarefree.com/.../there-is-no-such-thing-as...There is No Such Thing as Time - Never Was and Never Will Be | Humans Are FreeHUMANSAREFREE.COMLike · Reply · Remove Preview · 16 minsClinton Siegle X interior edge labels
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( −1) χ Y tetrahedra 6j-symbol ! Y interior edges (2 j + 1)Like · Reply · 9 minsClinton Siegle time set to zero - nothing exist - however even in nothingness there is an existence...Like · Reply · 6 minsClinton Siegle https://en.wikipedia.org/.../Hamiltonian_(quantum_mechanics)Hamiltonian (quantum mechanics) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopediaIn quantum mechanics, the Hamiltonian is the operator corresponding to the total energy of the system in most of the cases. It is usually denoted by H, also Ȟ or Ĥ. Its spectrum is the set of possible outcomes when one measures the total energy of a system. Because of its close relation to the time-...EN.WIKIPEDIA.ORGLike · Reply · Remove Preview · 5 minsClinton Siegle proof one - if you look at a triangle from above it is a line. proof two - if the laws of a triangle are null there is curves to make more than 180 degrees proof three dropping a triangle into a black hole gravity well would produce an infinate number of corners poternially curved. The fourth proof - remember curve diminsion what if you start at one point in deminsion a go to dimision b and finish in demonision c. Who owns the wheel of time? Some Mandela list Food products: Captain Crunch or Cap'n Crunch..?? Fruit Loops or Froot Loops..?? Rice Crispy OR Rice Krispy..?? A. Did Tony The Tiger have a black nose or blue nose...?? Jiffy peanut butter or "Jiff " peanut butter...?? Oscar Meyer wiener or...Oscar Mayer..?? What is Gordon's or Gortons...?? Cheez It's, Cheez It'z or Cheez It...?? Braggs apple cider vinegar or… Or "Bragg"...?? Chuck E. Cheese or Chuck E. Cheese's Oreo double stuff cookies spelled with one F or two...?? Chic-fil-A... or Chick-fil-A...?? Tostino's or Totino's...?? Cliff Bar or Clifbar...?? Nestlé Quick or Quik...?? Morton's Salt or Morton Salt Coke Zero...OR Coca-Cola Zero...?? Pepsi Clear OR Crystal Pepsi...?? Jim Bean or Jim Beam...?? How is Johnny Walker spelled...?? Absolute Vodka or Absolut Vodka...?? Van De Camp's pork & beans OR just VanCamp...?? Mike 'N" Ike or Mike and Ike...?? Sweet-Tarts or Sweetarts...?? Pixie Stix Or Pixy Stix...?? York Peppermint Pattie slogan "Taste The Sensation" OR Get The Sensation...?? A, Brussel sprouts or Brussels sprouts...?? B. Tumeric or Turmeric...?? C. Jujubees candy OR Jujubes...?? D. Foldgers coffee OR Folgers coffee...?? E. Haas Avocados OR Hass Avocados...?? F. Guiness OR Guinness...?? G. Did Sunkist have the letters U & N separate or connected...?? H. Hillshire Farms or Hillshire Farm...?? I. Jack's Links Beef Jerky OR Jack Links Beef Jerky...?? Stores & merchandise: JCpenny or...JCPenney Home Depot or The Home Depot..?? Payless Shoe Store or Payless Shoe Source...?? Cosco or Costco...?? Sketchers or Skechers..?? Febreeze or...Febreze Was it...Oxy Clean or Oxi Clean..?? Was it depends or just… depend..?? Herbal Essence or Herbal Essences ...?? Phililps spelled with two L's OR only one....Philips White-Out OR Wite-Out...?? Sonics OR Sonic...?? O-Reilly's OR O-Reilly Sally's Beauty Supply or Sally Beauty Supply Liquid Plumber OR Liquid Plumr..?? 41 Lay-Z-Boy OR La-Z-Boy...?? A. Victoria Secret OR Victoria's Secret...?? B. Marie Calendars OR Marie Callender's C. Proctor & Gamble OR Procter Gamble...?? D. Lucky's grocery store or Lucky grocery store...?? E. Noxema OR Noxzma...?? F. Vasoline OR Vaseline...?? (not 100% sure on this one) G. Man's Warehouse or Men's Wearhouse...?? H. Panténe Shampoo (with the accent over the E) OR just Pantene...?? People: 42. Evil Knievel or Evel Knievel...?? Charles Schulz or Charles Schultz...?? Sally Fields or Sally Field...?? Did Sally Fields say "You like me you really like me" or You like me right now you like me"..?? Christopher Reeves or Reeve..?? Barbara Streisand or Barbra..?? Dan Ackroyd or Aykroyd...?? Rod Sterling or Serling...?? Betty Page OR Bettie Page...?? Tammy Faye Bakker OR Tammy Faye Baker...?? Jo Ann's Fabrics OR Jo Ann Fabrics...?? Mother Theresa or Mother Teresa WHEN was Mother Theresa made a Saint..?? Did Jane Goodall work with Monkeys or Gorillas...?? Suzanne Summers or Suzann Somers...?? Chuck Barris...dead OR alive...?? Was Madonna born with that name or was that her stage name and her real name was Louise Maria Cjccone...?? Host of Bizarre Foods Andrew Zimmerman OR Andrew Zimmern...?? Kaddafi OR Gaddafi ...?? Was Ed McMahon the spokes person for Publishers Clearing House or American Family Publishers...?? Was Eli Whitney inventor of the cotton gin African American...?? Wynona Ryder or Winona Ryder...?? Louie Armstrong or Louis Armstrong...?? Jimmy Hendrix or Jimi Hendrix...?? A. Gilbert Godfrey OR Gilbert Gottfried...?? B. Mr. Olympia Franco Columbo Or Columbu...?? Random Changes: Time Square or Times Square...?? What color was Hitter's eyes...brown or blue..?? How many people in the JFK assassination car...4 or 6..?? The Smithsonian Institute OR Smithsonian institution...?? Coldwell Banker or Caldwell Banker...?? Smokey "The" Bear...or just Smokey Bear...?? Niagra Falls or Niagara Falls...?? What color is the sun...Yellow or White...?? Did the Staples sign always have a hook on the "L"....?? Did Canon cameras alway have a fang-dracula tooth on the C...?? Did Mr. Monopoly/ Rich Uncle PenneyBags have a Monocle eye-piece..?? Was it Thomas the train or Thomas the Tank Engine...?? Crossman air pistol are Crosman air pistol Cliff notes or Cliff's Notes...?? Daylight savings time or daylight saving time...?? I can't believe I ate THE whole thing OR I can't believe I ate THAT whole thing...?? Did Converse shoe's have the star (chuck taylor patch) on the inside or the out side of the shoe...?? ZipLock Bags or Ziploc Bags...?? Was there always the Duracell Bunny or Only the Energizer Bunny...?? Where was the battery on the Energizer Bunny...it's back or side...?? John Deer or John Deere...?? A. Did/do car mirrors read "objects in mirror are closer than they appear" OR "objects in mirror MAY appear closer than they are"...?? B. Kelly's Blue Book OR Kelley Blue Book...?? C. Did google have a lower-case g or an upper-case G...?? D. Sherman Williams or Sherwin Williams...?? E. ScotchGuard OR ScotchGard ...?? F. How many strips dose a skunk have...?? G. Addidas OR Adidas...?? H. Stay PUFF Marshmellow Man OR Stay PUFT Marshmallow Man...?? I. Was the Roman Numeral 4 (four) like-this "IV" OR this "llll" J. Milk it does THE body good OR milk it does A body good...?? K.This is your brain this is your brain on drugs...OR this is your brain, this is drugs, this is your brain on drugs…?? L. The Charlie YouTube video that went viral said what… Charlie bit my finger, and it really hurt...OR Just "Charlie bit me, and that really hurt...?? Dash's & A's (Lambda's) United States Postal Service logo with the letter A or lambda...?? Did U-Haul have a separated dash..?? Did Fed-Ex have a dash Did Kit-Kat have a dash Did K-Mart have a dash...?? Did Coca~Cola have a dash OR just a square dot on top..?? Famous Paints & Art: 93. Did the Mona Lisa have a smile..?? American Gothic painting...was the woman looking strait OR off to the side..?? The Last Supper painting by Leonardo DaVinci did it have a chalice on the table are a bunch of little clear glasses...?? Is the thinking man statue's hand on his forehead or on his chin...?? Dose the famous painting of King Henry show him holding in Turkey Leg...?? The Abraham Lincoln Monument... Dose Lincoln have both hand open or one hand clinched...?? The Portrait of Dorian Gray OR The Picture of Dorian Gray...?? Dose The Vitruvian Man by Leonardo DaVinci have 4 arms or 6...?? A. Was Michelangelos painting of the Sistine chapel have God's hand reach down to Adams OR Was Adams hade higher reaching strait across...?? Car Logos: 101. Volkswagen symbol VW connected … Or VW with a line through it...?? Volkswagon OR Volkswagen Ford logo, with or without the curly Q..?? Volvo with or without the Aero..?? Alfa Romero or Alfa Romeo... ?? Spelling words: 105.Dilemma or Dilemna..?? Definately or Definitely..?? Liquify or Liquefy..?? Racoon or Raccoon...?? alot or a lot...?? Bananna or Banana...?? Barbeque or Barbecue...?? A. Refridgerator or Refrigerator...?? B. Ceasar OR Caesar...?? C. Marshmellow OR Marshmallow...?? D. Parmesean, Parmigian, Parmesan OR Parmagiana ...?? Movies & Quotes: 112. Did Tom Cruise wear Ray-Ban sunglasses while dancing in Risky Business...?? Wizard of Oz did the wicked witch say "fly my pretties fly...?? Wizard of Oz..."I don't think we're in Kansas any more or "I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore ..?? Star Wars…"Luke I am your father" or "NO I am your father"..?? Did C3PO have one Silver Leg...?? Forrest Gump..."Life is like a box of chocolates" or...Life WAS like a box of chocolates..?? 118, Forest Gump OR Forrest Gump....?? Field of dreams… "if you build it they will come" or if you build it HE will come..?? Mr. Rogers… "It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood" or it's a beautiful day in THIS neighborhood..?? Jaws...We're going to need a bigger boat or YOUE'R going to need a bigger...?? Was there a bite taking out of the word Jaws on the cover movie poster...?? Snow White… "Mirror mirror on the wall" or Magic mirror on the wall..?? James Bond (Moonraker) 1979 did Dolly have braces or no braces....?? Did E.T say "phone home or "home phone"...?? Did Sinbad make a movie wren he played a Genie...?? Did Ricky Ricardo from I Love Lucy ever say "Lucy you got some splainin to do"....?? Star Track...Did anyone ever say "Beam me up Scotty"...?? Did H
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1) - The Mandela effect itself (I didn't think Mandela died in prison) 2) o The Berenstain Bears (I didn't know the Berenstain Bears since I'm from Germany - we didn't have them here. It's interesting to read that some people have tested friends and relatives who didn't know the Berenstain Bears either, showed them covers of Berenstain books and even with the books in front of them, these people, when prompted, wrote "Berenstein") 3) + Moonraker: Dolly's braces (I do remember a scene similar to that with braces. Could it have been in another movie/series?) 4) o Forrest Gump: is/was (I think the effect might have come from the fact that Forrest is using indirect speech there ["was" is not to be meant past tense but indirect speech]. His mother always said that life was like a box of chocolates. So your brain, since it is confronted with indirect speech, could have created a memory where you remember direct speech (his mother saying: "Life is like a box of chocolates.") 5) o The Ford logo (although I always missed the circle on the "F" it's not hard for me to imagine it has been there forever - it's just easy to miss, I guess) 6) + Chick-fil-A (Although to my knowledge we don't have them here, I remember them from the internet. And I thought it was Chic-fil-A) 7) - The VW logo (I have no reason to think there wasn't a line between the "V" and the "W") 8) - Looney Tunes (I remember I found it weird how they wrote it. Don't feel it changed) 9) - Froot Loops (Same here) 10) + New Zealand's location (I also remember New Zealand as being Northeast from Australia which makes absolutely no sense because of the climate. I learned of New Zealand's real location some time ago. Have never been the best in Geography...) 11) -- Green on top, red at the bottom of traffic lights (Come on.) Edit to clarify: In my world, it has always been red on top, green at the bottom... 12) o King James Bible changes (Never read it) 13) - JCPenney (Although I think we don't have them here, I've read the brand name before and I have always read JCPenney, not JCPenny) 14) -- Sex and the City (I found the title to be weird from the beginning) 15) ++ Earth's circumference (OK, this is one that rather shocked me. Someone wrote that the "new" earth is smaller and gave the circumference in miles. Since we have the metric system here (no Quarterpounders) I immediately thought of the number I had in mind: about 42,000 kilometers. Look it up in the wikipedia, it's actually about 40,000 kilometers. Then I converted the numbers that someone posted from miles to kilometers, and surely: They said about 26,500 miles before, 24,900 miles after, which is about 42,600 kilometers before. Here's the link to the post.) 16) - Hillary Clinton (I don't remember Hilary)
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Monday, August 15, 2016 First confirmation we live in a multiverse. Look up the Rainbow universe and understand that for each color every color there is a potential universe where you are at. Now realize that within that multiverse there is a brain controlling that universe. Think the action of thinking is not illegal. Second read with some speculation or thought. Each universe has a storyline going on in it. You ask great questions in one of them. I am a millionaire. Maybe. Third Biblically read with some thought to this. First man is thrown out of the garden because he discovered sexuality or ate a fruit. Either seems to be something not worth causing a person pain nor condemnation to death. Fourth biblically the deity lets his sons go to earth and have all things sex with women. Yea for them. But for the earth the deity destroys mankind. Noah flood. Fifth Nimrod or Baal starts a tower or portal to heaven to reach from earth to heaven. Makes heaven a real place and because the deity is scared he removes a common speech and destroys the portal. The deity says to other deities we must destroy or they will become like us. Flash forward to Montauk project which involves time travel and believe it or not travel to other universes. This is where the story gets interesting a bit. It would seem in 1983 or 1982 or 1981 depending on timelines a decision was made to steal chairs from other universes. You say why. The answer is that those other universes' raw material could be stolen, and technology. In my universe no Montauk project. I am a conspiracy nut and would have read about it. Anyway the story line goes back to watching Youtube and trying to figure out what is going on as a visitor to another universe. First thing I notice is how much richer your universe is. Vans and companies that do not exist in my world are here. Second, it was not until June 9th that I found out about the Montauk project. From there it has been a question of what I listen to as I am tripping to each new universe each day. First description of Montauk project was there was only one chair due to two chairs causing time, place, and personalities displacement to occur due to cross sections of frequencies. Forgive me they went on for hours before reaching why doesn't everyone get one of these things and fix their dumb lives. If you have suffered from a Montauk reality switch you might not actually be from a different universe and just raised in what you consider to be your own home universe. You have to watch a lot of nutty videos depending on the video. Third, in watching more youtube videos, the project used 250,00o children without permission or knowledge for what purpose. This is where speculation becomes even more. If you have suffered from a Montauk reality switch you might not actually be from a different universe and just raised in what you considered to be your own home universe. This is speculation but it took me a while to consider what problems I had in my universe versus what I have seen in these universes and experienced. What does this mean? In one of the YouTube videos this statement was made by a person who was clearly telling a different tale then what he had told the interviewer before. It was one of the supersoldier videos. He was boring up to a point where the interviewer lost control of the story line. The interviewer said our souls will be recycled 23000 years and the interviewee said no 50000 years. The interviewer is a bit caught off guard. I started to listen more. Now think about every single problem or outliner mistake you have made in your life when you read the following.The guy said that he knew everything was fixed. Sports, lottery winners, everything. How the hell would that be possible? This got me thinking as to what I have been noticing on my travels. In my world the book Luck Factor gives some great ideas on changing your future by interaction and redoing things to make you better. The stat which interested me is in any given race of 8 people normal average and working out you should have 3 chances to come in first, second or third. NORMAL AVERAGE. What some people fail to realize is that I worked extremely hard and could beat most of the people in practice but in racing no. You say you are just envious or a failure. Maybe but now during the Montauk videos 250,000 children were used for something. If that many kids disappeared I think people would have noticed. Instead what if they were programmed to lose, or failure through thought programming per universe. Meaning if you knew you could only lift 200 pounds even if you lifted every day for a year the same weight why could you not lift 250 pounds. A mental block might be the answer instead of your physical powers. The guy said that he knew everything was fixed. Sports, lottery winners, everything. How the hell would that be possible? This got me thinking as to what I have been noticing on my travels. and reading on the Internet. I wrote about this elsewhere but I watched one day a child play soccer. He was practicing kicks. He hit the goal post right above the goalies head. In that world five times. Instead the kid kicked it five times in the same place right above the goalie's head. Not possible in my universe. That was odd enough when I wrote CERN demanding my return to my home world. The significance is being an outlier might be that you mentally are forced to accept a limitation which otherwise would be effectively the wrong choice to make. Example for myself buying 14 apartment buildings going bankrupt when I was not really into real estate. Failing to understand some concepts that I am starting to grasp now in math. Now think everything under the sun and think the process is not illegal. What if your mind was switched with whatever programming there was to set the humanity course. You ask which course. Now I have a tale for that. In 1973 1972 or 1974 depending on the timeline there was a report brought out that said the earth could only support 500 million people. Now where did this report come from? Windfinders. Evidently the earth on that timeline is controlled by a super quantum computer with time travel potential. The scope of the concept is it is limiting humanity and not allowing humanity off earth to explore the universe. Why? I haven't a clue as of yet. For reference a letter which is in reference to the letter I sent Peter Moon June 8th sent.That was the day I discovered Montauk for reference Clinton Siegle
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