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Bolivian Time Traveler

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Bolivian Time

Traveler

Clinton R. Siegle

ISBN:

Dedication

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	i
1	Chapter Beginnings	1
2	Chapter Discoveries	7
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	71
13	Chapter Think	74

14	Chapter Zombies	79
15	Chapter Avatar	82
16	Chapter Perseverance	87

Chapter System of things

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

To the many people I have emailed, discussed and written to over the years.

1 Beginnings

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.

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.

https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/a-time-traveller-s-question-1556472872199786512

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?

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?

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.

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.

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/pirates-tales-1030553760420880384

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.

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