I like the black sheep, the odd ducks, the rejects, the eccentrics, the loners, the lost and the forgotten. More often than not, these people have the most beautiful souls and stories. I did not vote Trump. However his attitude has brought out the ugly in the sports world. Makes me realize a library is better place for my kids than sports.
That awkward moment in time.. Why would you make a good science fiction writer? Simply put I experience time travel.. Whether you believe me or not. Makes no difference.
Why don't you write better? Shh.. In my mind I must live for you will be gone tomorrow.
What is that supposed to mean?
Simply put each day I spend with a different soul.
oh, really and how do you know that?
Stories my friend. I listen to their stories and could tell you a secret or two about most people.
Silly, so you know a secret? So what? Everyone has one.
Sure, sure, but few forget the golden rule?
You mean do unto others as you would have them do unto you? How does that apply?
No no silly of me. That a secret is only known by two people and is kept if one of them is dead.
I like the black sheep, the odd ducks, the rejects, the eccentrics, the loners, the lost and the forgotten. More often than not, these people have the most beautiful souls and stories.
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For those that know me forgive me for writing this irrational story. For those that have read about my adventures for the past 100 plus days I am trying to recap my discovers and thoughts. To the creator of everything forgive me for not recognizing your glory to begin with.
I am writing this to tell a story of a child lost in the universe. I was living in La Paz Bolivia at my mother in law's home. On May 18th, my biggest goal was to finish a poetry book translation and send it out. I had watched Grimm the fairy tale program that night and went to sleep.
On May 19th, I was awoken by my thought to be my wife. She was in a hurry and did not seem to be herself. I watched as my clothes were given me.
I asked a question. When did I get new socks? You see being disabled; I am comfortable with my socks and know them personally. My wife or thought to be my wife said that I had always had them. I got up and went to dress. My clothes were tight. They fit nicely. For those that know me, I am a bit chubby and my clothing has stretched. A bit being in these clothes was like having a new outfit.
I went with my mother in law to her chemo therapy. Now the hospital changed dramatically. Instead of a dark sitting area, it was lighted and the whole area was filled with pregnant women. Now the compare is wild. I had taken her to this place a few times and in all the time, there was never anyone sitting in the waiting room always I sat alone.
After less time than expected we got out of there and headed to the next appointment. I was astounded. The embassy of the US had changed. Instead of a grand building with large windows and the whole block, it was struck and lifted. I would say there was an additional five floors, but the building windows were or were like arrow ports now.
Ah, I see you have found me yet again? Seriously, you want that story? Fine. The reign of evil and your personalized hell. It is a story spoken of by some of the most evil people I know. What do I mean? There once was a scientist who was so bright he was able to split realities and well souls. Now imagine if you had the possibilities to split yourself and realities as many times as possible? Then imagine being able to cheat death for a time? What am I saying? The scientist broke realities down into smaller and smaller realities. Sending them down a hole of sorts lets call it a rabbit hole. So what? He spun them faster and faster. Making the oldest move faster than the newest. Meaning? Imagine if you will watch the end of realities over and over with almost exact duplicates of yourself and see their outcome. Meaning I think the bible says it best. The scientist broke into heaven and saw himself or others either being judged as good or evil. And well he stole the good souls for a breath of god and put them into a Ivan Pavlov experience where being good was almost like being bad. What do I mean? Think of the softest heart in the worlds having to kill someone or a person who despises cheating having to cheat someone. How? It is called the system of things in the bible. Believe me I did not believe it at first. Nevertheless they did it. Why? On this branch of life? To break Psalms 2. The kings and lords of nations said let us throw off God’s bond or story and live our own story. The only problem? Mirror worlds need the breath of life and without those worlds perish rather quickly. How quickly? I have heard stories where a complete society is wiped out by CO2 gases coming from the Oceans wiping out Europe, Americas, and Africa. What about the rest? I am afraid the storyteller that told me that tale, she only knew about those areas. So, reign. Who reigns when reality dies? Here on this branch of the tree of life? Bill Gates' attempt to create the Borg is a good guess. Does he succeed? Reigning for what he imagines thousands to millions of years? If I told you that in some he does. In some he does not. Those he does are not real worlds. They are mirror realities. But like the Nazi philospher states in Time and Belief. Those mirror worlds because everything looks the same and feels the same. Means a soul could not tell the difference. So? Evil wins? No. At first I thought that way too. So I looked into it. How? Let's say I have my ways. At first I could not see any problem with those worlds or mirror realities. Then I noticed it. It was so small a change that I did not fully understand. But those that reigned in those mirror realities. Well they suffered. Meaning? After a time it became apparent to me that each of those rulers were suffering from their own personalized hell. What do I mean? Think of your most embarrassing moment or failure or what have you. Then imaging that is all you can see because there is no grace or mercy on those planets or mirror realities. Meaning? Each of those mirror realities the people reigning were living in their own personalized hell. King's reign of sadness. However, they got what they wanted. God left and then they were alone.
At times when one finds out that heaven is unsafe you wonder. I mean I was not planning on being a time traveler to me prior to this was absurd. I might be a pirate. But a time traveling pirate with views of how worlds would die? Not what I thought life was going to be ending up like. I mean. I know I am not unique and I wonder. What race I am in. Paul who was Saul says we all have to run the great race and only those at the finish line win. Do I have the guts to do that and if so what happens if I fail? Or more specific have I already failed somehow and this is. This is my travels. My here and back again from earth on a Sagittarius arm to Orion spur adventure in time and space reality adventure? Kind of wild I would say. Journal and notes along with memories all of which are changing daily. I wonder if life is real. Or if this is an avatar holographic game and somehow I am stuck in some type of reloading error in the mirror realities of time. I wonder what I did wrong this time along. I wonder what to do. There is something else I wonder. If I am in the final run of the game what should I do? To see the time of tribulation and the end of time is a wild adventure to say the least.
keep on saying I am seeing the time of tribulations. Let's go down the list. Plague Revelation 6. Mark of the beast Revelation 16. Several items in the future that have already passed and no one realizes. Meaning? The statement I am the beginning and the ending of time. Meaning? God is both coming from the beginning of time and ending of time. So? He is working the bible both front to back and back to front. Meaning? Several verses in the bibles that people are awaiting for have happened in a lot of realities. Now? God is just fixing a thief problem in heaven. Say what? Zachariah which turned to Zechariah expresses an idea that a third of heaven had been stolen and that now? Seems like they will be purified as silver is. So I expect that means something rather hot. Meaning? I listen to a lot of people these days and their lives were wrecked. How? Ivan Pavlov life experience. Give a person a certain education or self esteem he or she will become whatever they are pointed in that direction. Meaning? Pavlov statement gives me a child and I will give you a law abiding person or a thief. Meaning? Think about the democrats destroying marriage with the marriage tax law. Causing one of the most important social structures to be destroyed. What do I mean? Look it up. Meaning? The number one or two problem in a marriage is finance or money. And instead of strengthening the marriage they destroyed it. What else? Well. War on drugs. Think 1930s pot was legal. That drug along with others put what close to 10 to 50 million people in prison for something that is a personal use. Meaning? Democrats again created the largest prison population in the world. Why? To destroy people evidence suggests just looking at the only experimental society. Why? They are being forced by God to finish his story so that the ending of this reality can be done. Kind of wild no?
What does a Ivan Pavlov experienced hell raised soul have to offer? Stories. Allot more stories than the average bear. I also as a pirate spoke with many a witch and other people that you would never believe who I spoke to once upon a time in a reality according to time that has been dead for nothing more than a second in yet according to internet 4.5 billion years have gone by. Searching my journal what experience is my most memorable? Changes in South America? It moved 2500 miles east? No. People? Stories I knew of them they do not recall telling me or? Who knows maybe they never did them in this reality or another reality? Life is wild. And? I think the most dangerous soul is the one that realizes he has nothing to loose why? I have nothing. This is not my reality. These are not my peeps. This is not my reality. Kind of freaky when you realize there is no one around that knows your real name anymore. Even after writing it down and showing people still do not get the concept of what I am telling them. That this to is about to die. Repent. Change your ways if you can. I doubt you can. However? Who knows? Maybe this is just a dream. I had more wild dreams and I don't think I have ever wrote most of my dreams. I did write about some of them. Of course no one remembers or cares?