I once put rum and pineapple into CERN's particle accelerator Discovered the Piña Collider

without even thinking twixe. That the worlds want to fight God or heaven as the on coming UFOEnder got the note from Shadow boy in the real world. Wondering what that could mean was obvious. The brriers of hell were breaking down. Meaning? Ender the pirat was on a world where the mirror worlds and light had bent a bit. The treaty had been broken a while ago by Forrest ern and the shadow boy warning still was in Enders mind.  What the shadow boy did was or is or will be legendary on some realities and times. He worried about his life. Afterall watching a person being skinned in mind was more difficult because even in pain there is some limit. While in the mind? There was no limit to the paid. ender knew that sneer and the crimes the shadow boy did. He was his sort of confesor after all. That was the deal brokered in where was it ah yes this time in Sunnyvalle. Teaches Ender to go into strange places to eat. Sure he was or is a bear. But Ender taste in revenge was more along that of satire and physical hurting people was nothing he wanted to deal with. In yet, the promise was made and with that. He new something and wondered. The Fades were dying faster. That their story was not being told anymore was something to dwell on. Was this the coming of heaven or hell for those souls left to watch the end of time? To realize what they did with time was to realize the madness of the mirror worlds. Who best discrbes the mirror worlds in this age? I suppose Robert Jordan or the Wheel of time does that. To realize that this is just the end of one of seven realities and the realities are much much more than these seven is wild. In yet? The question is blessing or curse worked. Ender did remember his time on the German time line and realized how solomon djinns or demons made this reality something all within a moment of time outside of God or so that ws the lie. A bigger lie is that their is anything matter wise. Taht everything is light stabilized means that all of this is just some holographic projection that can wipe away and played in his simulated worlds once moreif wrong. The wrong worlds had died horibly. Nukes, CO2 agases astroids, tehe horror stories were long and wild.  That the coming zombie wars made for something not enjoyable at all to realize this to has happened before. Always read the small print in any contract. Life is not as short as one would expect. maybe to hide in the Shadow of the Almight is all there is left.

Ender sat at cafe shi. he had seen his grandfather again. Lets be honest. The Jewish statement prepare for death always made him wonder.

This time he had brought shadow boy with him made the conversation even more interesting. For afterall Ender did not remember introducing them to each other. Ender wanted to ask how or when or who had made the acquaintance and why?

That grandfather told him once more to prepare. Ender thought of a curse that had been well prepared and used. Ender doubted that anything could stem the outcome so Ender prepared his stories and thought who or what type of person or cyclone or AI or spirit reads such a report afterall time traveling pirates are not the most specialized group. There was the bear. He was something. Ender was pondering how to become a bear ifhe had to do this all over again. For the feeling of deja vu was heavy. And the wording of the curse or blessing was specific.

Time traveling stories the adventures of a lost shadow.

So there I was, lost again as a wandering. HOBO are unemployed. I thought more of myself as a wandering free thinker. The problem with being a philosopher in this day and age, no one will pay them. And if you introduce yourself as a philosopher. People tend to want to give their opinions and not enjoy a wonderful story. I was more of a storyteller in yet. Maybe that is why I am a pirate. I after all look like a pirate.

That was me. A pirate in my reality. Then my reality changed. A mountain that I knew very well moved and a tree across from where I live. Well the tree walked up north for a while.

If that was not enough the bible changed names of a few books and the outcomes changed. Meaning? The bok described Zachariah in my reality by a Texas Pastor Vernon Mac Gee. Zachariah 14 was an army being melted by a nuclear blast. A river of an army melting in a river with blood up to the horses bridles. Here Zechariah describes people fighting with their tongues out and with their hands. Or zombies.

The story along the way, the Mandela effect, got me interested in what was going on in reality. Meaning? What I remember MacDonalds, JcPenny, and other items. That I also have a few photos.

I attempted to document much of my travels in journals. I had them in my room and then one day poof. Maybe the person who was here did not write them, or and here is the biggie. Maybe he is smarter than I and hiding them. Like I find hidden things all the time and wonder.

Example? Closed time curved loop time travel. In my reality, they laughed the idea of spherical geometry at. That a triangle had more than 180 degrees caused me no temporary problem. In my sophomore year in school. When I insisted for no apparent reason that a triangle could have over 180 degrees. Why and what problem? I think I got a teacher fired for agreeing with me. And beyond that? I can honestly say that year was completely different in my memory from what reality looks like now. So that was 1987.

So what do I think? I think I have been here before. I am repeating time and history. I know what I drew in 1978 and I know that my horror dreams then could only be that I lived out a nuclear war.

Now? I have heard tell of many endings of humanity. Meaning? I think deja vu is life being relived through the time of tribulation to be honest.

At the end of reality one sort of reflects on reality.  That I am a time traveling story telling pirate is one of those stories.  To realize that so few people can index or care to finish reading something that is not put forth or to them in some format outside of their thought process shows how bad Ivan Pavlov educational system has destroyed or worked on humanity I think.

A pirate tale- 1 2 3

Index of a journal: 1​​​​​ there are legends of others and memories too. I wonder which is right and which is real?

Ender Talon looked to the future. The invading UFOs matched with technology stolen in time wars a long time ago fail. The first landing party of heaven is meet with an army of zombies created BORG created by microsoft server. The zombie part was accident just like their windows program the bugs were so many the reality of the question did microsoft intentional try to murder 80 percent of the worlds population through mandatory vaccination or what? Needless to say Ender the pirate was out looking for a new reality to conquer. After being in the lower levels of hell for billions of years according to the internet he was a bit pissed off. His life stolen, his dreams crashed, that he had still one or two or well let say a card to play in a game that according to him. Well, he says 4.5 billion years years but lets be honest it is less than a moment in time in a closed time curved loop reality. Exactly where did he die in his timeline. He had not a clue anymore. The farther back into time he goes he more oddity and absurd stories are told in which he wonders what is the real scope? He could imagine himself beitn elsewhere signing up for the back of a cereal box contest winning it and this weird ass trip is what he won. If he had known then what he knows now? I am not sure I would have come on this absurd trip to watch the end of time. Who wants to see mankind kill itself for greed? To realize this all an illusion after all makes him wonder. Was he always just a third rated character in some pulp fiction book trying to ind his way back to God? Or was this the only way he could be saved? or and here is the kicker in a closed time curved loop does he end up right back where he almost died again for seven more spirits to accompany him to his death? Aye, being a pirate in the time of tribulation was wild. In yet is there hope? Big days to look forward according to the bible these days and other culture references. First off August 31st, super moon, September 2020 end of the real sun and start calendar 2012, and then? Depends on the day and when Ender looks sometimes it is May 2021 the next blood moon and sometimes 2035. Which is real? Which is correct? Who cares tehse days? To dream a little dream f I get put back into my body because I am lukewarm and need to have more guts or balls in life I would have to say I am screwed. Why? I have meet a lot of people in my life in et their tales seem almost like reading a book. While to me and my dark room with one eye and one foot, and a dog. That I look at the end of time and realize this to is over a long time ago an d I wonder. At what point was I turn left instead of right or if I was pushed down the rabbit hole which I have come to believe. Am I part of 33 percent that will be purified as silver in Zechariah these days? That would be an awful long time to wait going backwards in time to see an ending. In yet.4.5 billion years was less time than I could imagine. I need to drink and yet all the wine is gone. I need some rum. If there are any pirates out there please send RUM.

A jewel tale of a pirate

I was to meet the raiders in a Cafe Shi. In the port of Ping. The year was around 1680 something. To be honest. I sort of lost count of years. When you are into smuggling items. From Korea, to Japan, to China and elsewhere to avoid the cursed tariffs of empires and nations. Well, knowing the year means knowing what laws and regulations are being brought up. Why cause undo concern when any of the items meant the death penalty?

Cafe Shi was a tea shop with some of the best fine wines in all of small China. Small China a go between the port side of a town and well the town itself. The raiders had promised a chance at something big.

Being unemployable and unemployed at the present time. I thought it would be best to try something with a big prize.

In walks the Claw. I knew him when he was younger. That I had employed him to smuggle goods for a time made me smile.

The Claw was a legend these days. Sort of like I was a time ago. The Claw had taken possession of a fleet of trading ships. How? The rumor was he trapped them, boarded them, and slaughtered everyone on board. What a comic. The reality of the whole entire fleets crew. Well, they were all bribed. Because of the paymaster of. the owner of the fleet being a skinflint. Only paying less than going wages. The whole fleet’s crew absconded with the trading merchandise and ships.

The Claw was the one that thought up the plan. He even hired only those willing to go along with the plan to make sure no one got hurt but the corporations.

The deal happened, and they let the world know the Claw had slaughtered the whole crew. Which I heard had instead of returning to Europe went on a vacation to South America.

So the Claw spoke. His speech was interesting. The prize was something I had heard about a long time ago by another legend. Some sort of a jewel from a legendary myth country called Crimea. The jewel and other treasure were in the possession of a noble. How or why this noble had let the Claw know about the jewel was beyond me.

However, the jewel was some sort of a magical device that could do things to a man’s mind if the legend be truthful. So the plan was to raid a floating houseboat on an inland sea in central China.

The jewel kept there because of the guardian. Here the Claw must be joshing or joking, a guardian dragon. Now I knew dragons. I had fought one with the Claw when he was still young. To fight one on a house boat might be interesting.

I was to meet the raiders in a Cafe Shi. In the port of Ping. The year was around 1680 something. To be honest. I sort of lost count of years. When you are into smuggling items. From Korea, to Japan, to China and elsewhere to avoid cursed tariffs of empires and nations. Well, knowing the year means knowing what laws and regulations are being brought up. Why cause undo concern when any of the items meant the death penalty?

Meaning? A name is only as good as the next adventure and to live in a moment and die with merit or a wonderful story? What more I could ask for? We were not afraid of much. Maybe wizards of time or a woman with too much time on her hands.

So I shook my hand with the Claw who, when he noticed, laughed with me. And said it was great to be back in such low places. And that we should get some more wine and talk about old friends and places.

The conversation went like the Claw telling me this story.

There once was a great pirate before Romans, and they established any countries in Europe. He would raid an island where the treasures were according to myth from out of this world. The original Atlantis story claiming that they came from an unfamiliar world.

There the Atlantis lived afraid of this pirate until they built the Talons. A sort of statue that walked the island, protecting the island from pirates.

Well, that did not sit well with this pirate of legends. So in the middle of a flotilla of ships he disguised his ship and crew. The pirate went right with their great trade ships and out with. Well, according to the Claw, the crown jewel of some wizard of time or not.

The jewel was a portal stone or time stone. The Claw kept on excitedly how with the stone one could go places in time and what not.

Me? I had had a pearl once upon a tale. So I was interested, and so the plan was laid out.

The nobleman was to be called away to the capitol city by a bribe the Claw had provided an authority. Seems corruption was everywhere these days.

Once gone evidently the boat house only protection was a dragon. Now, the last dragon that the Claw and I had encountered was a long time ago. That we accidently shoot it with a cannon at point blank range was well. Complete happen stance and luck.

This time luck had to be just right. We set the date. The plan was laid that both smoke and other bombs. They would be used to enter the house boat. Blind the dragon. Then secure the jewel. A classic switch in a fast heist with a phony jewel to replace the real one. And out we go. With no pursuit. Because why waste a chance of someone coming back to steal something if nothing was stolen?

So there was me, Ender the pirate, the Claw, and my crew. My crew is not normal. Let us just say we are misfits from Christmas isle and let that make your imagination work.

My first mate looked like a squirrel and acted like one too. He was given the fake jewel and instructions on what room the jewel was in.

My cook sort of looked like a bear. And his sole job this time around was to throw smoke bombs as fast as he could. Given the signal once the first mate was in a position to enter the house boat.

Me and the Claw were to address the dragon personally. I thought this over in reflection and some plans are stupid. Only one reflected on them, but at the time of implementation. Life is merit or nothing else.

So the day came. The nobleman rode off to the capitol. We were in place. The first mate had climbed to a window just above the treasure room.

The signal went. The cook started throwing smoke bombs. Everything seemed to go great.

Just then the Claw and I meet a woman where I was expecting a dragon.

Now I had prepared live bombs for the occasion. There I was in a kind of pickle having a fuse lit in one hand with a bomb and well a woman. Who instead of crying or anything seemed to know the Claw.

And looking at the Claw? Well, I could see he knew her. The Claw was in love. Great.

Storming a houseboat with a dragon and some woman. And then the Claw starts talking, waving me away. No dragon appeared. I was wondering what or if the jewel was actually here.

Then the woman transformed into a white dragon. Wildly unexpected by me.

The dragon pounced on the Claw. Who only waved at me yet again. I wondered what to do. Throwing a live bomb at a friend is not something I would consider. In yet, the dragon was or looked like she would eat him.

The cook had stopped throwing smoke bombs. This indicated in the plan that my first mate was out.

So I tried to get the Claw away from her. But instead of letting me pull him away. He waved me goodbye. The love sick fool was in love with a dragon.

So I got out of there. My first mate with the jewel in hand. So my first mate, Cook, and I went away. That was not the last I heard of the Claw. However, the jewel of time was something else to behold and what stories could be told.

As for the Claw? I heard that he and the dragon ran away together. Something dealing with her obligation of guarding the jewel was no longer valid with no jewel to guard. As for the nobleman? I keep tabs on his family for the jewel? However maybe the fake one is all they needed for they do not appear to be missing anything.

Well, being time traveling pirates is something to keep a journal on

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Wonderland? Why, yes I have been there. It is off the coast of Never-land, a sort of between Oz and Katmandu however on the Chinese side not the Nepal side of the Tibetan hiding place of the garden of paradise near the ocean.

Few people realize that in England with the assumption that Alice was English that small portals or wrap hole or rabbit holes lead to the tunnels that crisscross Europe leading to all sorts of places in the world and elsewhere.

Any ways, Charles Lutwidge Dodgson talk with great-great Uncle Richard Francis Burton lead to his rather oddity book about a place that great uncle Burton talked about during the night tea.

Uncle Burton talked about how h and a madman that made hats for a living once fell through a hole following a historical piece stolen by what only he could describe was a fast moving bunny rabbit which he never caught.

The hat maker in one of uncle Burton’s many tales was given the name of Gregor MacGregor after a discussion that he never was sure his real name but htat hw as a hat maker was for sure. The title unofficial or not was part of the real tale told by uncle Burton when he would take a shot of whiskey.

There was this map. Which was the special historical piece which was stolen? The map that could take people cross time, space, and supposedly worlds. The mad hatter MacGregor had stumbled upon this map during his conquest of the republic of Poyais.

Just where had the map come from? Who knows, however uncle Burton told how titling MacGregor at times pirate or cacique of Poyais had at one time pirated a Spanish ship that had treasures coming from Europe to Venezuela.

At times one had to ask uncle Burton was he sure that the ship was not coming from South America to Europe. Or why would Spain send treasure to South America? Whiskey at times tell tales and you have to verify and wonder about them. No. Uncle Burton was sure that MacGregor had said the ship was bound to Panama City. A catholic cardinal or some high official carrying books, maps, and to a pirate very little useful spoils to be spent.

Anyways where was I? Oh, yes. The dream. Or was this the dream? Dreaming is awful sorrowful these days. Watching the end of time. The wheel has spun out of control and watching time spin backwards billions of years people forget. Pray for peace. Anyway a twinkle in my eye I am not there any more. Humor a map. Yes yes that was where this story was suppose to go.

Ender the pirate was sailing through the ocean with his crew of three when he met Michelle running away from being a full time mommy. She was tired of doing this is this and that is that and wanted to sail through the ocean carefree. She could sing and sing some shanty songs of pirates and treasure and isle where drinking could be done without remorse. The sadness was life as a pirate was really boring. Yes I know all the stories. You ever spent months on a ship only to take a prize fishing boat with three fish and the boat?

Think hundreds of ships and only Capt’f Flint ever got any treasure and then instead of spending it he buried it on some island?

Come now laugh with me. Michelle after getting drunk three days straight was put to mopping the ship floors. Then into the kitchen. She was living hell. Was she happy at first. She was happy as the drunk shrunk. However, after four weeks at sea and nothing of any treasure at hand. She too began to worry about why or how people lived as pirates.

On the fifth week she tried to mutiny with three other crew members. For that the captain put all four of them on an island in the middle of nowhere. Declared Michelle Queen Michelle of this island and left.

I can still hear her screaming. Then singing I am a queen that I am a pirate queen. And then? I think I could hear her tell her subject to mop the deck. Which was odd for the island was made totally of sand.

https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/a-pirate-tale-of-drinking-1138122036201136128 So few believe the old stories about human and djinns these days. Where the djinns were spirits without body aye for a time. And humans without magic were preyed upon by the spirits. The Muslims hear their old desert stories and some laugh. While those that knew the original stories of the mirror worlds knew the truth. It was a horrible truth. Billions of years prior to humanity and djinns intermixing there were original worlds. Not the mirror worlds where humanities souls were banished to. The original worlds held a God a divinity that conquered all. How? In today times? I suppose to update the story would be the sun is the movie projector of a great technological kingdom. Where one day in that world is well. According to closed time curved loop reality life times within other mirror worlds. So? Think of it as a movie where all the parallel stories are told. Where you went left while another you went right. While another some how flew and another dug and the third sat down and just laughed. Meaning? Well, this is just one of many realities. That humans and genies or djinns were part of a conquered races of immortals. Or close enough to technological Gods to be called Gods and their stories or film on life. Well, their stories were told and retold until the director of the film of life got what he or they wanted. So djinns and humanity conquered and real worlds versus mirror worlds. Was there ever peace between the two races? Depends on how you look at peace. There was sex. Adam had the angel of death wife a few times. While the evil one to humanity had Eve. Her first time she conceived Cain and Able. The two were special enough that God was concerned about both of them. That one killed the other one seems to be a legend in most religious context these days. So? Well, Adam and Eve first child was Seth. However, Adam laid with his first wife to Lilith and from there several demon were born. If one listens the first vampire stories come from legends of those children. Meaning? Legends and myth when both God discovered the evil one or the angel of death had tricked Eve. He castrated him. To get even the angel of the fifth level of heaven and the third level of hell. Did a treaty deal with the conquered race of djinn. Which were after all his followers that had surrendered in a war so long ago. Just thinking about it brings me a headache. Humans with their technology. While if you want to remember a real war imagine more than 100 percent of heaven angels as djinns. Big and powerful magic. Magic so rough and powerful that most magicians try to emulate even the words or spells end up mad. Laughter. lol.. So, let me see a tale of humans and djinns working and living together? Yes. I heard of that tale. It happened before the last cycle which was a long time ago. That cycle of reality God got tired of humanity and djinns. And did not separate them like he did during Noah's flood to the humans. I think I forget Ogs flood to other realities. In that cycle of realities the djinns got their reality and humanity got their reality. Instead of destroying the tower of Babylon God left both races alone to see what would happen. In those closed time curved loops where humanity was left alone. Humanity developed into what you call the aliens in space these days. Or demons. Reason? Something dealing with sex again. To make life last longer most of humanity gave up on sex after a fashion and became. Well they reproduced by cloning which can not be survivable. What about the realities that did not fall into those realities? Their horror stories yes I remember them. No that is not part of this story. This story is did djinn and humans ever get along. And in my memory no. Those with all the magical or superior technology power. Always wanted the illusion of physical substance. While those with physical substance or clay wanted power of the spirits. That putting those two races together creates Cain and Able. So Cain was able to father children from human women and? His offspring always seemed to be cannibals. They can not stand mere humans. While humans for their part? They are desperately seeking something. What? How should I know. I am just a story teller locked in this story at present. So human and djinns getting along? No. What about humanity just getting along with humanity? Without God? That tale is a seven million experiment that fails in a future reality that I heard. The failure is that for all the technology and all the superior ideas without God or the purpose God has for a soul. Souls leave humanity and wander. Meaning? Imagine a bunch of soulless humanoids without concept of sex but wanting to survive. For what purpose? Just to survive I suppose. Humanity on its own fails. When humanity is with djinns one envies one for their power while the other misuses the other one for their. I suppose for their pleasure. Such ugliness that humanity and djinns can not get along together. Thus without a third party separating the two racs and making sure one rules the other for a time. What about the illusions of humanity running worlds without God? Meaning where Montauk project sneaks evil souls into heaven? In the disguise of good folks and murders Christ? Yes. I have heard of that story and realize a truth that was once upon a time told to me by someone. All that matters is who controls time. God can control reality and play with reality as much as he wants for as long as he wants in the mirror worlds. For example? I personally believe via internet that I have lived on a different earth. Older and a lot farther away than one could imagine. In yet? Here I am today typing on this keyboard. In a parallel reality in yet. I realize this has to be the valley of the shadow of death. Why? Certain things that worked do not work in death and believe me I have investigated them. No one pulls the rug out from a dreamer without a dreamer finding out why. So. Humanity and djinns living together in peace. Yes. I have been told there might be some. However that story is in the past. Which I am going to see. Meaning this is still a future that does not exist outside the mirror worlds. And? I speculate that humans at a certain time in the future will rule over the djinns or fallen angels for a time. Will that be peaceful? No the prediction is a rebellion again after 930, 970, or a 1000 years. Depending on which reality you end up after the end of September 2020. The real end of 2012.

Ender the pirate having been hit with a coconut was dazed from Talon. The giant statue that guarded what was left of the original Crete at the end of the world. Lets be honest so few people remember the world as it use to be. North America above Europe, South America to the side of Africa. The Nigera falls flowing right into the Mediterranean basin forming around the garden of Eden a oasis of water feeding into what is now called Syria via the Black Sea which was all about 800 feet lower at that time in history when the real Crete existed and the end of the world? Well, believe it or not was close to Ekalaka Montana also knew in the past as where hell could be viewed because most the residence were escapees from hell. shh that last part is a secret few people know even today. Any ways Ender the pirate was listening to Talon discuss how the rivers of the Nigeria falls use to flow into the great Mediterranean before the great quake that split continents and moved them far and wide. Claw for his past being sat on by a statue of Talon was more or less captured and had to listen to tales that if were told no one would believe them anyways. How pirates of old had tried to capture the great Crete empire also known to some as Atlantis. How in the end ancient empire Tyre turned into a an island due to fighting the Persians had used magic or words to cause the final downfall of Atlantis via the Chaldeans. People remember their mythology on how Alexander the Great had conquered both empires a long time ago in yet their later stories tend to be forgotten. Ender was quite taken back. The guardian noticing Ender was up from his knock on the head with a coconut looked askingly as if . Do you really want to fight? Instead Ender just sat and listened. Sending Liz the dragon upon a quest that was something of a mystery even to the narrator of this story.Ender knock on the head with a coconut thrown by Talon had pushed him into a different time line for a while. https://www.minds.com/.../the-secret-of-light-matter-is... his belief that he was a cube monkey where he had to follow a clock. Make sure audits were done right and manage time was like hell for him. In that brief moment in time Ender while dazed lived the life of a bear a shadow and some guy named clint clinton clinton r. All within a brief moment of time. His life was well oiled. he was going places until someone stepped in and made a mess of things. That is where this story would have picked up in yet clinton r trip to the end of the time of tribulation was so wild that ender watched in marvel until the end. To see a corporation become the beast in the bible. To see witches and evil walk the face of the earth was something not so nice to see. To watch as clinton r fulfilled some bizarre agreement made when he was drunk to a stranger years prior to the time trip and adventure and to watch books that were stolen replaced with books that were truth. That was the secret.. the books of life stolen that was why... Ender thought while he listened about Liz the lizard. Actually a dragon. In yet the size of a lizard. One could not be to rude the food supply of dragons being large amounts of damsels in distress being down in that time and age due to swords everywhere and according to clinton r pepper spray. They had changed their diet. https://www.inkitt.com/stories/493333?preview=true Any way Ender while recovering from a hit on the head with a coconut lived three completely boring lives until he decided to step in and make them his own. Some how he ended up in La Paz Bolivia when taking over the game and one of his better journals are sort of written here https://theprose.com/post/92852/journal-of-a-wondering-mind-through-the-multiverse the outcome of course was not known to Ender at that time. Why? He had lost Clinton R somewhere between 1 and 4.5 billion years ago in a freezer. Which Ender thought if he had the time when he got back from the trip with Claw and Talon he would invent.

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The ocean blue is a song in everyone's heart singing along about the sailing, waves, and fish, that accompany the black skimmer sailing away sailing away.. waving back to Kimber .. Ender ponders and wonders what life cowgirl will be doing for fun in her pickup. Hoping she goes and rides her horse and has fun.as two ships passing their ways.. Ender smiles and wishes other pirates a good life in the multiverse

Ender the pirate - p

Not your ordinary pirate - i

Dreaded story teller - r

Ender the pirate - a

Reading the story - t

Story teller - e

Piracy was something to consider in this age.. After all senator from the United States just endorsed communism. And Communist are the supreme capitalist steal that which other have without working for it.

Ahh cafe shi... those were the days... once along time ago there was a story telling pirate that would sip tea at the cafe shi in china... there were several stories floating around to tell them were easy as picking a dandelion off the grass in some local park now a days where public funding has been dried up mysteriously from the lack of funding. That is curious is it not? The president has money to play golf; the state department has money to play war in Libya. In yet the local funding for a library is cut... what shame and ignorant ways of this world- so too a story free and clear... there once was a pirate living by no other means but by fishing at the local pond. He was quite a catch if I do say so myself. He would catch the fish, clean, and grill the fish right there in the open park without a license needed... the fish and game people or should I dear say person was upset and dreadfully trying to catch the said pirate. She would get up early for herself say 8 am and be there till closing say 4 pm because the state would not pay for overtime you know... the clever pirate of course fished after 5 pm because you know it is hot out and well getting up early was not his thing... anyways one day after eating his meal he stopped by a local cafe and guess what bumped into said ranger.. And that is where romance begins his hair was wild like a pirate. Dear I say more. She on the other hand was a homeliest woman in the world.  If the world was less dramatic she would be her sister that or step sister.  Anyway she had her suspicion that she was being bumped by the dread fisherman of her local pond.  She decided to try to catch him by asking about the local fish.  Being a pirate and story teller at that the dear bumpkin listened to her questions about what fish were in the local pond.   Being an astute judge of character he proceeded to tell her how to catch the fish in her pond.  Trying to figure out the details she asked specific times and places.  Being a dreadful pirate he gave details of midnight and under a full moon.  Thus preceded the weirdest relationship discussion I have been part of… So parting ways the pirate wanted to see what would happen.  To his delight the ranger did not show up at 8 am that next day. Inquiring about what was happening he found out by way of the local library help desk that the ranger was investigating a mad fisherman that would fish at midnight.  Say no more with a pirate smile.  The next day at 8 am he showed up and cleaned out the pond.  Now where is the romance in this entire story some may say... Well the story has not ended…  Being a dreadful pirate and humorist the next day he waited till the ranger was in.

well so much for my idea about how things go.. i normally do not go to dangerous places without food on my mind.. the meaning the bigger the guys the better the food.. at least that is a hypothesis that works fairly well. so when i am not interested in watching my back for a double grilled fish soup or something weird .. meaning if you are going to a place like that order the house special.. i am in a place where security and all that should mean - no people coming up to me an confessing their uniqueness. Meaning i do not think i look friendly, but i usually end up with someone confessing their lifes adventures or scary moments or etc.. sometimes i wonder if there is a sign 'hey this guy is the evilest person here..' yea i know evil... yes pure evil.. so i am at burger king - eating of course this is how life's adventures go and this emt guy comes out of no where and begins his 'i know somethingie about chuck noris methods and i was just told i could be a green belt in this and i carry a gun on the public bus.' i got my refill of tea and went back to writing and wondered if i was not here what would be in that moment.. silence? i also wonder if i smile evil grin at him - evil grin what would have happened.. i know that is usually a tactic that i use when i get hungry and the waitress has forgotten my bread.. i often wonder the grin costs me a few minutes of conversation but i get my food... it also sometimes stops people from telling me to much information. meaning why they did this or that and i always wonder if I should ask do you plan on staying out of jail or what...

Looting and piracy was common occurrences in those days

Piracy was common thief in those day.

There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure. He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.

The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.

The wind blew the current brought up drowned ships older then times itself. One even looked like a UFO. There were roman vessels; there were Chinese junks, Viking long boats, not just one or two ole 1500 century pirate ships but more then dozen flying the skull and cross bones.

Ender being smart steered the Black Skimmer through drowned ships like a captain on a mission saving his ship. Right, left, right more straight then a maze he hauled over his ship to miss this and that ship, boat, and sea creature that had many arms and was trying to dragging down the ships caught in its arms.

Finally the Black Skimmer was in the open sea away from the path of the drowned ships. At which point Ender the pirate started to sing a sea shanty about rum and treasure that would be found from Long john Silver’s treasure map.

With that singing the Black Skimmer and crew sailed into the open Japan/China Sea with the wind blowing the flag of the skull and cross bones shown

Ender the pirate was sailing through the seven seas between pillaging a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan when he saw her. A sleek moving Skimmer s fast but not as fast as the Black skimmer. The race was on and the bear was at the ready to throw ropes and the duck was ready to board and make her our own. The pirate way you know of getting close the flag was not flying till we were close to it.

Just when we were about to hoist the skull and bones the other ship rounded and hoisted its own skull and bones. The humor was to much for the bear who laughed a bit and the duck swearing was well worth a sailors delight. As for Ender he was still planning on taking the Skimmer just to prove he was the better pirate. Out ran the long gun and boom went the cannon.

The other Skimmer captain seemed interested in this fairly even match so out ran their own cannons. Firing as if in unison a large boom was heard for at least three miles away. The other skull and bones flag was something similar to it.. The ole Black Skimmer from Pirates of the Caribbean when the forums held rum toasts and singing till all hours of the night.. Ah a fellow pirate this shall be fun to watch us to haul them through their Skimmer.

There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure? He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.

The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.

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Ender the pirate was sailing through the ocean with his crew of three when he met Michelle running away from being a full time mommy. She was tired of doing this is this and that is that and wanted to sail through the ocean carefree. She could sing and song some shanty songs of pirates and treasure and isle where drinking could be..pirate tales and stores of this is this and that is that .. you poked and well a tale was told .. we were on an adventure where venture was to be that of drinking some rum as pirate would do and sing some sea shanty which is what songs are for..

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Ender was impressed. Not as much as he suspected he should be, but impressed. The new slave had some sort of new technology or magic that allowed her to move tons of energy bugs at a moment notice. Being a slave was not his normal gig, and every time he tried to work or slave shoveling, he found that he liked it less and less. But the new slave had a bod.. She was cute in a mischievous sort of way. Like a lady pirate with a pinch of pixie dust allowing her to do things not rightly thought of as normal.. Ender the pirate of course from long adventures and visit with merifolk, and such kinda figured life was just a trick away from something big enough to be that life score that so many of his fellow pirates had hit upon once in a great moon. The language spoken by the new pixie slave was something beyond understandable.. The humor was her trying to teach Ender a new language.. Ender being older at least in his mind.. knew that the person learning the new language was the lover, while the person keeping their language was the loved one.. Ender being full of himself and assured that the galaxy was a larger place wanted nothing to do then with falling in love with a pixie.. From other experiences and life goals he was quiet content to live a life more exciting then what he was doing now, but he felt assured that learning a new language though useful was not the right way to go. A slaver came into the boiler room and started hitting the pixie.. Being a pirate, story teller Ender tried to step in.. What a mistake life does to those with a clean conscience but with the soul of a mouse.. Midway through his beating a energy bug flew into the slavers mouth and choked the guy to death.. The pixie was up and looking around being somewhat thankful Ender mistakenly let off one of the many words the pixies had been trying to teach him.. From there well this story goes into ..The pixie grabbed what looks like a fish off the unconscious? or dead slaver and unceremonially places inside Ender ears. All of a sudden Ender could understand the pixie. Wild a bubble bee noise goes to that of a sultry lady one would expect working at a hardcore bar or someplace not expected shoveling bugs into a stove barge in out space earth.. humor to hear the voice change from something buzz to a sultry voice just was not expected. Anyway the translator fish? went both ways.. In speaking or name exchanges she gave herself grand knight, princess, yad yad yad.. Since I could see or imagine what she was thinking I saw the grandness of her surroundings and her first lie. She said shoveled of this ship.. Seeing her vision of her surroundings versus what I saw currently I knew I could not trust her.. Anyway my turn to embellish my title thinking of what I had won prior this King of the kitchen, etc. Ender gave himself the title king of the kitchen, pirate of the seven seas… the translator evidently did not do Ender justice because the pixie almost chocked to death laughing.. The translator picture that came to mind when I said King of the kitchen was that of Ender with two sock puppets arguing with the duck and bear about what to eat.. Pirate of the seven seas was an okay picture of Ender fighting off zombies on the wide current that runs between japan and California but as a whole the translator got a hiccup on the two sock puppets arguing with the crew.Upon discussion of who was who.. The pixie name was Kim. And our hero of the hour of course is and was Ender the pirate, they being both her and him decided to do something about their current career professions. Take the ship and free the energy bugs from living for energy.. Of course taking the ship is the most excited part about the story. The guessing and fighting and romance ect.. But in this case the unconscious slaver had what looked like a playing deck card that allowed Kim to open the door to freedom..Grabbing a shovel, and an energy bug Ender rand through the door for a maley.. Kim was shouting Stay hidden you.. arr the translator fish made me look like a clown.. but out Ender was running through the ship in a mad rage hoping to find something to eat that was worth eating no more gruel.. His first encounter with a shipmate there was not as expected.. It appeared to Ender as a female showering courters and well from there the whole free the slaves, take over the ship thingie was not as one would expect.. “The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours - it is an amazing journey - and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins.” Thus saying that Ender noticed that the majority of the women beings were those he had enter acted with while on earth... mermaids, librarians, park rangers, they all were there... confounded and confused Ender was not even enjoying the view. Just sort of in awe realizing that everything was a trick... an illusion but why for what purpose what good doesit do to cause a person to be so wrong in this life? Hay thought a person - the fish translator was horrible or Ender brain was screwed to lose to finally tune in the real meaning... The short of it was these beings were taking on water prior to leaving this galaxy- this was news to Ender galaxy versus universe one; you could move through the other was allot more moving than expected... The barge tuning was really a world ship to hold everything needed for a voyage many more years than just a year than expected... Enders translator was not doing well in communicating everything-- from onset when he looked one way. Some of the beings were on different conversation not on topic.. So between seeing the ship as a world going to be going on a long trip where a cook might be needed.. other women’s thoughts would feed into this where Ender’s title of king of the kitchen, and cook of the skimmer would feed through causing Ender to laugh at himself to realize how bad his version or illusion of life must really be through the eyes of a different gender let alone other people.

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That history will show that one of the most evil conspiracies on earth was true is awkward. That the government conspired along with the rich to do away with God's bonds per Psalms is a truth, folks. That the man that the manmade virus from England sent to Canada stolen to China was released is either a great hoax or murdering the population it was meant to. That the next virus was advertise by the person who owned the English patented virus sent to Canada in summer of 2019 about the coming future plagues and viruses is a mystery only to those that do not watch and realize someone is planning to murder over 80 percent of the worlds population is kind of evil. https://www.naturalblaze.com/2020/06/gates-military-funded-mosquito-vaccine-delivery-gates-backed-company-to-release-gm-mosquitoes.html https://globalnews.ca/news/7080776/genetically-modified-mosquitoes-florida https://endertalon.blogspot.com/2020/08/the-planned-destruction-of-system-of.html https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/that-awkward-moment-in-time-did-bill-gates-george-soros-and-1097111306630647808 That the government is in on this and does not seem to be involved in enforcing the evacuation of those lands not going to be around in 2025 is kind of as evil if not even more so. People say come now. Comets strike the earth and there was nothing we could have done about it. but there. But the tidal waves sweeping the coastal regions were not expected? Or really? That instead of warming the planet to make more air via plant life the whole concept of burning 3/4ths of the trees and plant life on earth is something anyone can have happened. That almost all of the viruses, and most of the fires were man made makes life that awkward moment in realization that the rich are planning on eating whatever is left of your body kind of make sick sense these days. Th That the bible predictions have happened in that Israel will be recognized as a nation by 70 nations has happened. That the red foxes have returned to a certain part of Israel has happened. That the red heifer was born in 2018 has happened. That the temple mount is actually not on the mosque area is already known due to David’s city gate being found in a different section of the city. That no temple is required here for the Messiah to return is widely known. That a man has claimed that right among some jewish leadership is also known. So the end of the book of Revelation or Revelations depending on the timeline. What most people do not realize is the future has already been seen and has died. Say what? Mass is light. With that statement this whole reality concept is invalid. Meaning? If energy is mass times light times light and mass equates to light. Energy is nothing more than cubed light. The significance is recognized by several people. What does it mean? We live in a hologram. So we live in a hologram? So what? This is as real as it gets. Laughter by many souls who have traveled and watched many alternative endings of these holograms and wondered to what end is this story reaching? The day of judgment? Say what? If I am nothing more than a clay avatar and I know I died and this is all either a very bad dream which it would not be my first. Nor surprisingly after according to my journals billions of years have been moved back in time. However the deja vu played in 2019 makes me question my memories. If humanity kills itself by allowing the evil to win because no one has the money nor power to stand up to the evil people is just kind of awkward. Shouldn't life be a better place? Is the same person who said more viruses will be forthcoming now allowed to release genetically blood sucking bugs into the environment? So the end is already accepted by the government. That the BLM movement is an attempt to get people to move from their homes on the coasts and large cities that a nuclear war will hit is often seen as exaggeration. READ www.deagel.com and realize it for yourself. What is at stake? Empathy? Survival of humanity? The end game before God pulls the plug and says I am tired of this game lets play version 8.0? That is the awkward part of the Mandela effect is it not? Just how many times has this game been played on this exact earth? Is the planet not tired by now? Those that read Jewish lore know that earth rebelled against God when he made trees. The command was trees for food. Earth's response was trees with bark. God asked why on earth the planet responded, the past experience has taught it that his creations would eat everything consuming everything. Thus the reasoning for bark and trees and plants that are not digestible. Meaning? Earth knows of the past. So earth knows. I know we are nothing but light avatars stuck in a frequency of light in a moment of time. That all of this is a blink in God’s eye is wildly to comprehend in yet if you realize where and what I have seen. And then what I have dreamed and wonder now if I was truly there in those ages too. If I was what does that make the human soul? So? The key event coming up actually passed for some. September 7 through December 21st, 2020. OR Ethopian calendar end of 2012. While the original calendar switched out in the 1700s in some realities the end of 2012 is December 21st or 23rd. I do not know any more the dates keep on switching. That the new weapons system created by the United States in the summer of 2019 at White Sands had most of the design stolen via a Chinese intern in one of the subcontractors is already known. Just like the professor of microbiology and virology from China that hid in the Chinese embassy. So did it help? I can tell you in one reality at least China owns Australia, New Zealand, Singapore, all the way to Africa and into Poland's first two states. That kept that area for a time wild. How did they end? That I heard also. Each person's personalized hell was not something I expected to see. After all, I did stuff elsewhere. To be punished for stuff here? I am no longer certain where this is. It is not a 4.5 billion year old earth I can ascertain that much. How old? 20 billion years? Something like that time lag has happened in parts. Is this one of the final outcomes? Once upon a time, that story was told to me by someone I thought was nuts. Hell if you knew where I was and what I was doing you would say I was nuts. That I remember. The price is more than anyone has ever been paid to me. But I am seeing the after effects. I can tell a reanimated world being played backwards in time to a certain point to put my soul right to my body. Will it be for the day of judgment or to be spit out for another seven spirits to taunt me in my life? That is a question I await to see. So? Here the bible has changed yet again. What do I hope? I hope for peace. What else? That instead of the US Space Force fighting the quote UFOs. That they instead just let heaven land in Israel. That sun power weapon after all is going down soon enough. The earth space fence that replaced the 1950s space fence is not working properly is already on the network. Say what? Several comets have hit places recently. The space fence of the 1950s which was analog only allowed in a small football item ANALOG was and is better. While the contractor chose to ignore the criteria of football, he used digital and went with the size of a small bus. The difference? Whatever hits New York City in one reality? Maybe or hits wherever it can kill the drinkable water source of a fourth of the planet in another scenario. Which is this reality? I am no longer sure. That I do know Hillary Clinton was on trial today to give testimony. That an end of reality is close. That is what September 11th 2020 is now considered the end of 2012 according to the Ethopian calendar which is the oldest most used calendar in this reality. Meaning? None of the other calendars ending in 2012 have had any official use in ages. The Solomon line of descendants were to be king one after another until the 1970s. That the bible said the generation following the last king of David there would be an issue. The end of the world? Worlds? Let's be honest there is a God. Whether the great director of realities or film producers of 10 to the power of 200 galaxies with 10 to the power 10,000 earths with the complexity to play with time and color frequencies of light enough to make this seem all like a dream to me these days is wild. Why do I see this? I believe. Yes. I have seen my fair share of realities and ghosts and well no one believes me.

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The year was unbeknownst to me. Ender being a pirate for hire. My ship had been stuck somewhere via magic. Meaning a bottle, or so I was told. I was hiring out of a port where Cafe Shi had been transported to by some time wizard or other. Into café Shi walked a redheaded lady. All women to me, Ender the pirate, were ladies. Some for better, some for worse. She announced she needed some crew for her adventure. Her name is Reanna the Red.

Being a pirate, I had heard of this viking lady in a different age and era. However, being a time traveling pirate. This made this adventure something to look forward to in a past story that Ender had heard a long time ago. So when she was signing people up, I signed my name. Ender Talon.

So, all the other members that had signed up. Well, they had just put down their mark of an X or Y instead of a signature. Reanna the Red looks up from her scrolling and says something to affect a learned man, uh?

Being a pirate, I just smiled back. Missing a front tooth kind of usually shut people up because. Well, because I was a scary-looking person. Reanna the Red pointed to me and another scroll of parchment. Which I read out loud to her as she showed she wanted it.

It was in Latin. My Latin to be honest sucked in that time and age. They failed to space lettering, and punctuation was always a question in anyone’s mind. So I started the story. Wolf’s treasure was buried with him in a Forest Finns fae ring on a farm in Norway. At that point Reanna the Red shh Ender. That is good enough. You will do this adventure.

So the question of the adventure was answered: our group was off to find a dead man treasure at some farm. The number of people being signed up, and the type were big and fighters. This made Ender wonder about what type of farmer Reanna the Red the vikings were up against?

Reanna the Red after signing up close to fifty men. Then she bought the house a round and then ordered everyone onto her ship. She kept Ender Talon close by and her scroll.

The first night out on the ship was wild. The ship had pulled out of port with the wind at the sails and was pushing the ship along. When all of sudden dead calm. The ship came to a dead halt in the middle of the water. When in the middle there was no land in sight and the night sky was coming?

Reanne ordered the Red Order thirty men below and broke out the oars. The men going below screamed a bit. The twenty of us left above were kind of wondering what was going on. However, oars were pushed out, and the ship moved again.

After setting up a bit. Reanna the Red had me read her scroll. The story went along the lines of a Bard named Alford, who was a servant of the dead man. His poetry sucked to be honest, however it was more to the point. Where you find my bones you find my treasure. The problem with the rest of the story. As Ender told Reanna the Red was the treasure seemed more literary than gold.

Meaning? With ink and parchment in hand I write my gold. With this story is my treasure told. Ender tried to explain. That Alford was seemingly saying the spot or whatever it was. On the farm seemed to indicate the place would be a poem or something outside of gold.

Reanna the Red nodded her head and agreed. Reanna the Red sighed and said “It is the beginning of a great adventure Ender.” And with that she went off to bed. While the men at oars continued to oar. And no wind blew.

The ship reached a point in Northland, at which point Reanna the Red pulled out a map. All us twenty-two got on a march while Reanna the Red allowed the thirty below to sleep.

The trip carried the group across a bridge. That troll guarded. Their tax was too high. So the fight that followed was rather lame, to be honest. Two ole trolls fighting men with swords and axes. However, the trolls proved their skill. And brought down six men. Before falling under a combination of thrust from swords and men pounding them.

So, fourteen men, Ender and Reanna the Red continued along the map’s route to the farm. A bit up the road from the bridge among trees a band of merry men attacked with arrows. Before anyone knew what was going on. Taking two more men. Before the band disappeared into the forest.

Hence twelve men, Ender and Reanna the Red moved out of the forest into some farmland. Just about to the farm area marked with an X on the map. When another group vikings engaged Reanna the Red. The slaughter went back and forth. Reanna the Red fighting at the head of her group. The fierce fighting between similar equal numbers of men.

Just when all looked lost. Ender and Reanna the Red together engaged the leader of the other vikings. And within a few slashes and clashing of weapons brought an end to him. His head rolling down the hill. With that the other vikings broke and ran. Counting all the losses were six.

So with six vikings, Ender and Reanna the Red reach the farm. There the farmer home was burnt and the easy line from the back of the barn. Where we followed the route to the place marked on the map with an X. Ender and the six started digging. Digging about four feet down, they discovered a large stone with runs written on it. Ender translated again. “Here lays the hammer of the thunder god.”

Everyone was excited except Ender. Reading on for the rest of the runes said Prepare to fight for the hammer. A foot lower and they discovered skeletons.

Reanna the Red viking at heart. She kept everyone working as hard as the men on the oars, but this time with shovels digging into the night. Moving bones to one side. Where Ender kept on praying and placing the bones together for a thoughtful grave.

Around midnight, the six again hit upon another stone. This one was in Latin. Alford last will and testament. Which made Ender wonder how on earth if this was his last will and testament Reanna had gotten the scroll or the map.

The Latin words were an incantation or spell holding back something. What? The warning did not go that far or say what it was.

The pushing and pulling of the stone took around a few minutes after midnight. When all of a sudden Ender noticed the fae ring began to lit up. With the lighting of the ring the skeletons started to assembly themselves. To say that Ender and the six men were perturbed was to say much less than normal. 

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There once was a pirate named Ender. Who roamed the wild seas in search of venture and treasure? He searched with his ship the Black Skimmer which he and his crew loved for the long haul and easy smuggling. The ventures were fierce and the pay was small but to be a pirate was all this crew could want to be. They would sing a song and sail along on the high sea... So there they were about to capture a merchant man ship off the coast of Japan. Silk, pottery, golden objects, when the current started to carry them away from the prize ship. The crew of course of a duck, bear, and Ender could not do much but watch as the prize floated outside their range.

The current swiped the Black Skimmer along the narrow current path through the sea towards the Chinese Sea and out towards the ocean. Ender was singing along and the duck at the helm was quacking for all he was worth. The bear having missed a chance to plunder was into the rum and honey and not thinking much more then that the world was a venture that was weird at times and that honey on the paws is something sweet.

The wind blew the current brought up drowned ships older then times itself. One even looked like a UFO. There were roman vessels; there were Chinese junks, Viking long boats, not just one or two ole 1500 century pirate ships but more then dozen flying the skull and cross bones. Time shift to a similar person but in a different time zone.

This is a simple story of a space battle, such a tale as may be told by a pirate who is no writer to a reader who is no pirate. The morning of Sunday, the seventh of day of June 2013, was bright and cold. The wake up call of the captain was sounded rather late, for the snakes, wearied with long voyage, were to have a day at port in New York City prior to destroying and conquering the planet for their own evil design to end human kind. The snake people were here for revenge and were ahead of the heavenly ship by eight years. Within seven years they will have conquered the world and made the humans their slaves both mentally and physically destroying, murdering, and causing wars that would destroy a full four fifth of the worlds population. The men in black were hopeless in fighting the snakes and the worlds governments had be influenced by the snakes to build their bunkers within the worlds crust which would be nuked to a French fry causing no people to be able to live there. But that day that day prior to Nibils arrival was such a strange day. The snake people dressed as human wondered through New York using their stolen credit cards to buy what they wanted and make the jewelry stores their profit for a lifetime and since they would only live another few days. Well that was their day. AS a pirate this is where I came upon this viewing. Pirates viewing are a bit different from a seer’s viewer or fortune tellers. Ender the Pirate was hoping only for a profit. Now how did a land dwelling pirate end up p in space one might ask and that is the jest of the story The portals to other worlds and realms was opened to him due to his riding the great skimmer into the tidal cycle that wove around earth and ate ships, isle, and whole continents at times. The story goes Ender was about to take the ship little Endeavor from Ms. Churchill off the coast of Japan in 1500s when the tide pulled the skimmer into a slush pill of other ships and tings. The cycle pulled and pushed and the skimmer was pulled out into the ocean from the Chinese Sea within minutes of it being sucked into the tide. There Ender was forced to reconsidered life and chances. The first encounter on the tidal cycle was other survivors looking for food.

Be careful not to hurt people, they can begin to love you less. The pain you cause can chisel their hearts, until there's nothing left."

A woman’s intuition is more accurate than a man’s certainty.

Trust is like an eraser: it becomes smaller and smaller with every mistake.

If you ask me if I like your company my answer is YES, However, if you want to know if I can live without you, my answer is YES also.

It is better to be alone. Than being whit someone who makes makes you alone.

The heart does not die when it stops beating; dies when the heart beats no sense.

A wise woman avoids drama she knows her time is precious she doesn’t waste her time on trivial things.

You can never fall in love with someone whom you never laugh whit.

True friends are the ones who have nice things to say about you behind your back.

Hurt me whit the truth but never comfort me whit a lie.

I don’t have time to hate people who hate me, because I’m too busy loving people who love me.

When I love, I love with no limitations but if you betray me I love myself enough to let you go .*

Don’t hurt anyone. It only takes a few seconds to hurt people you love and it can take years to heal.

Fitness is like marriage you can’t cheat on it and expect it work.

A bad attitude is like flat tire you can’t go anywhere until you change it.

One of hardest things to do is letting go not because you want to but because you have to.

A broken promise hurts as much as a lie you don’t just make them believe, you also make them hope.

Life may not be the party we hoped for but while we are here, we might as well dance.

Real couples stay faithful they don’t even think about looking for another because they’re to busy looking for ways to show love to each other.

Never ignore a person that loves you cares you and miss you because one day, you might wake up from your sleep and realize that you lost the moon while counting stars.

Never waste your feelings on someone who doesn’t value them.

A woman’s intuition is more accurate than a man’s certainty.

Is sad to put an end to a chapter of life, but if you don’t, it is impossible to write more stories.

It might not be tonight, tomorrow or the next day, but everything is going to be okay.

Not everyone has the intelligence to conquer another, the wisdom to take care and imagination to love .

a person who is willing to do whatever it takes to put a smile on your face. worth keeping around

The storm was over only for a moment when the wind started to blow again and the breeze was high handed with the sail. The bear was busy eating honey that was just taken from the isle where long John Silver had buried a treasure still unfound with an x marking the spot. Honey is better then treasure when sailing a small ship in a big ocean with a captain singing sea shanties about how bears, ducks and pirate named Ender once were wanted by the admiral of the British Navy for taking their tea and bread. Three partially blinded pirates looking into there ship could only find a can of beans. The beans of course were rotten and caused them to poop and they pooped allot. They each lost an eye to see a map that only they could see in thirds. The treasure of course was worth more than an eye to each of them. The rationale could be anything, who knows why man does things for money or greed or just for a chance for an opportunity to better ones self. Money makes funny bedfellows and changes a man reason. Anyways each could store only so much of the map and drew it on parts of their bodies and each others as tattoos. Entered the bold and brave Ender the Pirate to the story. He was welling and dealing in Café Shi when the three stumble in from their ship to gather a crew and drink a little prior to setting sail for their treasure of what and what nots. There I was living another life again. My mind a fix to a focus of a book and the life within. The spirit given the chapters made me read faster and the character became dear. Till the end was near. I was gone again my mind off and into another book another life another place in time. chemistry is strange that way to live a moment in reality is to step outside a universe that is much bigger in the inside than the outside. Thus a library is the most holiest of places. For the universe is contained in there. What can be said. Someone person might read this so I will tell a tale to bring the soul to another place in time. To help those hurt in their mind. My eyes tear up just thinking about life. What a wondrous gift. To be. Or not to be. A jewish question about existence that the debated several hundred years. The end conclusion was that it would have been better not to exist. But since we exist to make the best or better world around us all the same. Dreaming like that start the clock.. This tale is easy Ender the pirate was sailing the ocean with the breeze to his back. Being on a sailing ship the Black Skimmer one would hope that .. The crew a bear a duck and recently added Chuck Cheese doll brought to life by the blue fae was sitting around the table eating pizza. When in walked a child of six or five a girl living life on a dime. Her father being a poor pirate at the time. Ender said what are you doing here girl. She just smiled and walked towards the mouse doll. ... Next chapter later..

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One thing was certain, that the WHITE kitten had had nothing to do with it:—it was the black kitten’s fault entirely. Yes, as a wino I assigned blame for the law of gravity at times. The reason? Obviously the White kitten did nothing to move my glasses from my reading stand. One might say that is an odd assertion or memory. Why would you be mad at a kitten moving your glasses? Well? It was not just my glasses. It was a lot of things of late. I was missing books. That I thought my wife was trying to kill me. How? I was guessing she got in the night and rearranging my whole room made me think I was going mad. Thus, I attempt to drink some sense into myself. That I had locked the door and only had two kittens in the room with me. Well, the White kitten was my friend and was on my lap. And I certainly did not drop my glasses on the floor behind a stack of books long overdue to be read. That left the black kitten.

However, even as I say this I wander about and realize the room had changed. What if the black kitten had not knocked my glasses off the reading stand? And why on earth is the top book open? Whose title was Enders time journals now open to a passage on something that I knew by heart. I looked at the journal. A madman’s find in a Bolivian second-hand book story in 1997. The words were. Egads the words changed. Laughing at both kittens, I hugged them and sat down to re-read a book that kept on changing daily for the past. Well, exactly how long have I been caught in a trap of time?

I remember waking up and observing that I was no longer in my room a long time ago. All I can say is do not tell the doppelganger wife or wives that you are seeing things, and that history has changed. Why? After spending 1,000s of dollars on 15 or 17 doctors, they all said the same thing. Which was? I was fine for a disabled man. In yet? How could I be fine? What was at stake was reality? What could be changed in the time of tribulation if Ender's journal was correct? Was he correct? I doubted that much at the beginning of this story, and you too can see why? Come now. My first attempt to communicate the dilemma which in my reality was spelled dilemna. Sent to roughly 538 members. Of various political groups, and associates met with silence. A glass of wine to think. Here kitten play with this.

One might say what did the shrink one of the 17 doctors tell you? Well? He said I was living a past life. I pointed out if the internet was right along with my journals; he was the one that was dead. He kind of got anxious at that statement. I said would he like me to prove it? Prove it? Yes. You see there is physical proof. And well I did. He prescribed me some rather unique blue pills sent me away. I sent him an email with a journal and never heard back from him again. Makes me love my kittens even more. Now, a funny meme. I wonder what people would think of a kitten drinking wine?

So what have I been doing these past few years? Trying to fix things via email is interesting. No one responds to a crazy person, evidently. What gets me is my resume here as well as where I was? My resume shows a rather high level of expertise in maters that I write about. When nothing seemed to happen I begin to consider other possibilities. If there was more wine. I think yes if people were drinking more win there would be more peace. Where did all the winos go?

Like what had brought me back to La Paz, Bolivia. Meaning? How many pink expatriate from the United States wander the streets? That are looking like a one legged, one-eyed pirate? Think a mostly Spanish native America country, how many aliens do you see? Laugh with me. My journals tell of me seeing some rather strange people. Maybe the café I ate at is a crossroads for parallel time traveling with strangers. That often I would bump into and say hello. Spooky? No, not at all. Kind of fun to freak out a 8 foot giant white man. Why? Bolivia is populated with people roughly 5 7 feet tall or below. To see giants here is an experience. Make me want to drink. Great the kitten has taken all my wine.

Enough of details because that would not explain the new worlds I was seeing daily. I wrote about them for a while on paper and then one day they were all gone. So I posted a lot of them on Cosmofunnel and that too disappeared. So I wrote a rather long journal, one night, copying from here to there and posed. If you would like a laugh. Read “A wondering mind of the multiverse" by Clinton Siegle. Realize I have been attempting to communicate with people for a rather long time to say hey,on stop being evil. I think when the winos left this world became evil.

I think the test is to find out what would make people rethink their actions. I mean, having traveled through worlds. Seeing different realities endings I should be more concerned. After all, it is not every day occurrence. Let alone a few years that a person can see a new world each day. Quiet, an expensive experience. Maybe that is the question. What began this journey? I wrote about it to a few friends. I remember the day rather well. Hey, kitten stop that.

I was writing on Facebook Pirates of the Caribbean when my computer started doing things. Hacked? Sure my computer is not hack proof. However, what it was doing was amazing. What was it doing? It was reading journals and stories and poems and ideas that I had placed in hiding that no one should be able to see. Why? I had already submitted them to publishers and awaited their reply. So? Well, like this story. I expect no one will read it. Or if they do, they did not understand the concept. Or thought the ideas were maddening, let alone not worth of anything. What got me was how whatever or whoever was reading my stuff was letting me know it or they or she was there. How? I date my journals. I time stamp a lot of things because of issues in my life. And well? They changed. That was in September 2015 plus or minus a 4.5 billion years. I lived on an earth according to the internet which was on Sagittarius. On the outer edge of the galaxy 377,000 light years across, where in 365,000 years that earth was to hit the next galaxy? Memories. The question is if I dreamed this too or is this some sort of wine induced dilemna now spelled dilemma? Why are the kittens playing with my shoes? Oh? Great Sketchers now spelled Skechers in yet the spellcheck shows Skechers is wrong? Look kitten see the screen?

So what has this to do with two kittens, Enders journals, and a madman locked in a room? Let me be honest. In my reality I did not expect to see the Mark of the Beast. Nor that Microsoft would turn evil. Like some movie director Microsoft becomes Umbrella corporation and tries to sterilize humanity? Kind of eye opening evil discovery. I wonder what to do? Pray? Dear Lord, change the hearts and minds of Bill Gates, and George Soros to believe in Jesus Christ. Sounds good. Kind of a plan of peace. Kitten stop that.

That is my message from a future that can no longer exist if I am telling you the truth. Why is that? I have met many travelers. So have you? Meaning? People tell their tales and you realize they think their memories are real. Example? George Bush Jr Saddam killed Mandela. Obama visited 57 states out of 58. Hillary Clinton and I came a very similar reality. Where Abe Lincoln was a senator for a few years prior to being the president. Joe Biden fighting Corn Pop.

Has my message be good, turn to peace, stop evil worked? Laugh with me, folks. I see humanity fighting each other, not for the same reason you do. Why?

I have had to rewrite and review almost all of my history. To my recollection I never heard of Montauk project in my world. I was a conspiracy reader there too. Why? I knew things and knew they were true. If they were considered conspiracy stories most likely, they were true elsewhere too. Meaning? Through time I discovered that Montauk Project. The story changes through realities. It went back in time stole souls. From those that were to be good or saved and placed them in realities in which they would be corrupted.

Laugh all you want. I thought I was going mad the first few times i listened to the story. They would say the project took 2,500 people. I re-listened to the story following that. The story changed. From 25,000, then to 250,000 next jumped to 2.5 million. I gave up listening for a time. I finally I went back the number was 25 million people they used in the project.

So what? The story was pretty easy for me as a planner, it was not too hard to realize that they stole souls. Spreading throughout the galaxies until they could not find those souls anymore. Being allowed into or going into heaven. Meaning? I am either heaven bound which I doubt. Or I am dimensional traveler possessing this body for one day at a time. Until I reach back into time or more specific I might be what is called a demon? I doubt that too, however it is one or the other.

Meaning? You have heard of the Mandela effect? The story goes, those souls most likely are returning to their bodies for the day of judgment.

To realize one night’s sleep is opening a doorway to. I am not really sure nowadays. I believe in Jesus Christ. Still, I remember what I did and what I am doing. That antifas according to Montauk project is trying to move all the good people out of harm’s way. Of the future wars, earth quakes, and volcanoes which will soon hit these realities. It is awkward to say the least. Do I stand for right? Which side is right? The tale is told in yet no one seems to believe me one way or another. Stop that White kitten.

The sense of danger increasing is wild. In the reality I was in October 2019 plus or minus billions of years ago, the last super-moon happened until 2035. Now, I see that there are two super-moons and 12 full moons in 2020. Kind of different reality? No? Black kittn please, stop.

Meaning? Well. I studied calendars when I was a child. Specifically, I wrote about them. I remember the current calendar being off by thirteen years in my reality. Here according to the only calendar that matters, the Ethiopian calendar that is now only 8 years. Meaning? The end of the real 2012. It is happening on September 8 through the 19th, depending on the reality should be something to see. And that the super-moon on August 31st should be interesting. Why? Mandela effect souls travel via moonlight for those passing through these worlds.

What is the sad moment? The sadness is realizing people will laugh at this story and not change their ways. Stop being evil. Do good. Be Good.

The final battle has already been won by God. What? If you have not figured life out by now let me clue you in. Energy equates to light times light times light. Meaning? Light is matter too. This reality is nothing more than a reanimated reality. The sun projector rewinding the souls to a point in time when the Great Story teller God will have his way. What about all the other realities? I have heard of them nuked. I have heard of them being frozen to death. Via a CO2 cloud coming out of the Atlantic ocean covering Europe and much of east coast and Africa. I have heard of their endings. I have seen the zombie story in a very vivid dream in 2003.

In the end, the battle is God’s. He will have his way. That he explains that the bad branches of the vine are pruned and burnt is a reality that I am seeing these days. That I read a little more of the journal of Ender and wonder. What could I have done differently? Should I do more? Life, what is it but a dream?

Ender the pirate survived the reality of the times. And thought he should have stayed where? Inside his mind. For the outside of his mind he was watching the time of tribulation brought about by mankind. A sickness dread fell over Ender. To realize all this was a man made attempt to fight heaven coming. Space Force against heaven? Let alone do they not have the legends of old. Those in the know lost their minds because they had been stolen a long time ago with project Montauk. And? It was the way of an ending of things I suppose. To realize that each soul has a place. One in the book of life. One in the book of judgment. That was what John von Neumann wrote about on his final paper 5.7 billion years into a future that never happened here. Why? That future is dead. This too is dead. To realize all this is an illusion is sort of an awful mess. BELIEVE in Christ. In yet all the people here are dead already according to closed time curved loop reality. SO? Meaning I walk through the valley of death and fear evil? No I will flee evil. Who wants to rule in hell for a moment when there is a next level to this game and there? I find this part funny. The game is the game of thrones. I once or twice was a king maker.. And now? Those who feared who I knew no longer even remember why they feared those I knew.. Which is an oddity. Did they lose their power? I attempted to ask once. That was a dreadful mistake. Who are you? I am me. I am Clint, I am Clinton, I and Clinton R. Siegel- That did not go so well. In the end? What can a pirate do other then watch in amazement as some people thinking that 400 years of technology hidden in the patent office can help save humanity from heaven? Does it? That is the trick of time. It did in a past. The mirror realities did exist. And now? Laughter my soul hurts I know someone or something that makes this an more interesting story. Still rates only in the top 3. And now reality is just a question in my mind.

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So there I was again entering Cafe Shi. The crowd was a bit lit. Lets be honest outside of the tea server and me the place was empty. Then walked in. Well. A lady in yet? I had my eye patch on and my other eye was a bit cloudy she reminded me of a dragon I once meet in another tale along long time ago. She sat in the center of the room. Evidently either she was her own security or she felt comfortable being who she was.

She spoke. The tea server ran to do her bidding. Myself? Let be honest a poor pirate sipping tea in China. Might as well watch a lovely lady drink tea. They paid big bucks for drinking tea in 1849 or so I heard. While she was waiting for her tea. She spotted me. That I was not obvious was clear. I think I took her breath away. Or maybe surprised her abit. In my humble opinion have that way with the opposite fair sex.

So we sat drinking tea. To break the silence I ordered my special. The tea server seemed hestiant to do what was normally done without question. Evidently the lady had put a change in the room and who she was? The tea server knew. And I? I am a pirate unless I am going about romance or something I like to drink alone and read my journal. Which I was doing and adding a bit of notes to my last tale. Ender the king of Pirate land. A tale and back again. Or how I escaped responsibility.

So there a pirate and a lady that resembled a dragon sat drinking tea, and special tea. Meaning? Mine was rum. It was kind of nice. In walked another person. This one I had not seen since my trip to watch the city of Bablyon fall in the year 2021 or 2022. Shameful. A Time wizard. He sat next to the lady and began a conversation without noticing me. The lady did not intrupt just smiled and sipped her tea.

The man was rather upset. Time, etc was twisted and the rules of the system of things broken. He asked if she knew who would do such a stupid thing? She indicated her head towards me. At the sight of me the Time wizard tried his magic. The nice thing about being part Talon by this time no magic of the later eras worked. Sure they can cut of my foot but that just undoes the twist of time.

His spell rebounded with a horrible after effect to the tea server. At this I stopped writing put down my pen and did what I do. The tea server who was losing her soul got up and thanked me and ran away.

The time wizard was trying again. I on the other hand was tired and did something he had never been trained in doing. Ages ago magic was real and now? The new time wizards might be powerful and dangerous. The mormon jedi try. However, reading a spell and knowing what it actually does because you have to let someone do it to you over and over again watching your body die and reanimate over and over again are two seperate things. The wizard was trapped. How? Secrets are secret.

The lady begin to speak he is not responsible he is the reason though. The wizard face was caught in a mixture of terror and unwanted pain. WHAT?

I went back to my table and gathered my things. I left. The wizard would be freed in a matter of a few minutes. And I had nothing more to do with Cafe Shi from that time forward.