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Ideal date 1, bring rum 2. steal a ship 3. pirate stuff 4. dancing with me 5. read a good pirating story too

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So. My voice sounds a cross between Garfield, the cats’ and Eeyore, the donkey in Winnie the Pooh. And I sing.

I sing songs long forgotten. I sing of pirates. For I wanted to be a pirate when I grew up. But the navy would not have me.

I wanted to travel the seven seas. And swim in the oceans before Japan killed them.

In this photo? I was running late to London, England. I had crossed over from France recently, doing a tour of sorts.

Yes, people paid me. Yes, it was mostly out of pity. That poor deaf one-eyed one footed singer who sounds like a cat dying.

I had all my stuff in a pillow case suitcase and my guitar, which I could play only three cords. Reason the others were broke. And being deaf, I some tuned them out of rhyme and tune because. Well, a C sounded like a D and so forth.

Thus, my music was that of an absurd type and my voice matched. And the places I played were those bars where naked ladies were being paid. Reason? The ladies loved my music it focused their clients on them and not their surroundings or the music.

The clients usually paid me to shut down as soon as they could. Meaning if you ever hear a cat crying at night. Then think about that during the chaos of sexual pleasure. In a cathouse and realize my Winnie the Pooh voice might be pretty disturbing.

So I made my living crossing France playing at lady of the nights clubs and bookstores. That people would wonder how or who in their right mind would invite me to.

Reason? Oh, I wrote a few books here and there. Read by a select few thousand or so. Why? I tend to write truthfully and people at times want to hear that they are dead.

My life story is not for the faint of heart. I lived. Or live my life in a pillow case suitcase after all. And that I can show via photos and stories different times and realities makes those who read me wonder at times.

Latest notable work? A story about how we aged 660,000 years these past two years. How so?

Speed time and distance. In our lives, we are to travel 0.2 light years in 66 years of life. And? So?

Well, according to NASA and others, we traveled 2,000 light years. Meaning? Well, speed of earth stayed a constant. But distance changed dramatically. And so? Well Speed constant, and distance 2,000 light years. Means we aged 660,000 years these past few years. Kind of wild and, of course, I wrote the formulas with references and math etc out. And no one seemed to care but those watching for the Planet X.

That the Planet X is already here and so forth was another story. Here?

Sure. That story is written too. If you want to see the Planet X go to Google maps. Look up Fallon, Montana, and look into the sky. Then drive from Fallon Montana to Glendive Montana. Then look into the sky and realize that a simulator. Or mirror is hiding the planet and that we are or were all dead a long, long time ago. And this? This is some simulator and we are fighting the internet of things or for those into sci fiction. Cylons.

Yeap. I did not believe that until I read the ingredients of the vaccine. The little nanobots injected into the humans are killing humans, making those vaxed into toasters or Cylons. Kind of wild.

So back to the train and me running away to London, England. I sort of got the bug and decided to go unmasked across Europe. I was going to be the unmasked V. And tell people they are dead. Now. You think this is weird? Think I am singing my songs to those paying to have sex and traveling via train. And doing it all with a guitar with three strings in the tune of Garfield, the cat. Surreal? Surreal is you have made it this point in the story.

So there I was with this as my background story when I realized why should I have to wait 20 years to blow up Parliament of the United Kingdom building? If I did it now, I could cut 20 years off of building a track in the subway system. The idea appealed to me.

However, I don’t like bombs or explosions. So instead I sat in front of Parliament of the United Kingdom and started to sing my songs. Now England is a tolerant place for blind one footed gents. The darlings and The Boyz loved the songs. But the message seemed not to be getting to them.

The message? That the internet of things could not hold all of them so the vax was meant to limit their reproduction system and kill them. Sad but truthful is true.

And? The message did get to the Parliament of the United Kingdom which had me arrested for disturbing the peace after a time.

The moral of the story? Time traveller trying to change the fate of reality do not change anything and often times makes people that are trapped in hell not even realize who or what is going on around them.

Thus after I got released. I had my guitar and no pillowcase. So I left England and sought out like-minded people among the gypsies.

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.

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.

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

Ender the pirate was feeling great. The black skimmer filled with loot from Long John Silvers treasure from the isle of the dead was in its holds. The Rum was being poured and liberty with song and music was had by all. The music was a sea shanty about pirates When I was one, I just begun,

The day I went to sea.

I jumped aboard a pirate ship

And the Captain said to me:

‘We’re going this way, that way,

Forwards backwards,

Over the deep blue sea.

A bottle of rum to fill my tum

And that’s the life for me’.

When I was two, I lost my shoe,

The day I went to sea.

I jumped aboard a pirate ship

And the Captain said to me:

‘We’re going this way, that way,

Forwards backwards,

Over the deep blue sea.

A bottle of rum to fill my tum

And that’s the life for me’.

When I was three, I climbed a tree, (hurt my knee)

The day I went to sea.

I jumped aboard a pirate ship

And the Captain said to me:

‘We’re going this way, that way,

Forwards backwards,

Over the deep blue sea.

A bottle of rum to fill my tum

And that’s the life for me’.

When I was four, I knocked on the door,

The day I went to sea.

I jumped aboard a pirate ship

And the Captain said to me:

‘We’re going this way, that way,

Forwards backwards,

Over the deep blue sea.

A bottle of rum to fill my tum

And that’s the life for me’.

When I was five, I learned to dive, (drive)

The day I went to sea.

I jumped aboard a pirate ship

And the Captain said to me:

‘We’re going this way, that way,

Forwards backwards,

Over the deep blue sea.

A bottle of rum to fill my tum

And that’s the life for me’.

When I was six, I picked up sticks,

The day I went to sea.

I jumped aboard a pirate ship

And the Captain said to me:

‘We’re going this way, that way,

Forwards backwards,

Over the deep blue sea.

A bottle of rum to fill my tum

And that’s the life for me’.

When I was seven, I went to Devon,

The day I went to sea.

I jumped aboard a pirate ship

And the Captain said to me:

‘We’re going this way, that way,

Forwards backwards,

Over the deep blue sea.

A bottle of rum to fill my tum

And that’s the life for me’.

When I was eight, I found a mate, (opened a gate)

The day I went to sea.

I jumped aboard a pirate ship

And the Captain said to me:

‘We’re going this way, that way,

Forwards backwards,

Over the deep blue sea.

A bottle of rum to fill my tum

And that’s the life for me’.

When I was nine, I drank some wine,

The day I went to sea.

I jumped aboard a pirate ship

And the Captain said to me:

‘We’re going this way, that way,

Forwards backwards,

Over the deep blue sea.

A bottle of rum to fill my tum

And that’s the life for me’.

When I was ten, I started again, (rode a hen)

The day I went to sea.

I jumped aboard a pirate ship

And the Captain said to me:

‘We’re going this way, that way,

Forwards backwards,

Over the deep blue sea.

A bottle of rum to fill my tum

And that’s the life for me’.

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 the pirate wandering lost in Tokyo after midnight. Lets face reality. Being time traveler at times he sucked at directions and some how got lost on a street.

He wandered into what looked like a diner. To find out it was actually called the Midnight Diner opened midnight to seven in the morning was wild.

There he watched and listed. The stories told there were even more interesting than he recalled them from. Where actually? His memories.. Searching them he recalled a time when a person was talking about a window and a box that showed. What was he told. Ah, yes dramas. However, his thoughts went back to the storyteller. Someone who was and was not. A person with a soul who had been vomited out of heaven. So few good souls left.

The storyteller told of the box window that showed entertainment. Something called Netflix.

The storyteller told wonderful retold stories of what was the program? Ah yes. How silly of the time traveler or Ender to forget. The Midnight Diner. To see all the stories combined was something. Porn stars, movies stars, strippers, food critics, a wandering musician, and many more tales that made his heart cry. The traveler was suddenly sad. The realization that all this was a past that had died out a long time ago made his conclusions to their stories even worse. His bitter tales and sorrows listening was wild. If you ever like to read a good book.. Ender would recommend Midnight Diner on that magical box window of drama where ever Netflix is in Spacetime

Adventure reading is a life on its own

Dreaming of ships fighting in space or at sea

Vivid books storytelling a venture is insane

Eternity written across the universe of books

Need a memory live within an adventure in a tale

Time is nothing for those that read

Until one realizes time has passed by

Reality is nothing compared to space divided by light cubed

Eternity is the book of life written within a book

Reading pirate stories is a truth

Eternity, a storyteller’s dream

A memory in time

Dreaming about a story told for eternity

I live as a pirate throughout time

#poem

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.

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

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

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

Ender the pirate was 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.

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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.

" If my life is fruitless,

it doesn't matter who praises me.

And if my life is fruitful,

it does not matter who criticizes me."

~John Bunyan (1628-1888)

Bonnie Johnny even looks like a pirate, don't he? He wrote The Pilgrim's Progress, not bad for a limey! He was a Baptist who loathed Quakers (can't we all just get along?). But you have to appreciate his sentiment here. Consider the Fruit of the Spirit so as ya don't come down with the scurvey or ricketts mates. And be good trees would ye?

Ender was a bit perturbed. All he could find was his pirate dress, nothing of his college clothes or jacket. Washing up and not finding a razor. He looked into the mirror and realized he sort of reminded himself of a lost teddy bear.

Ender going down stairs he found that all his gear was spread out across six tables. Each book opened to something of interest and his pack with his college clothes and goblet was there along with a chest and what looked like a ship in a bottle.

He wondered exactly how long he had been there and what exactly he had done. For he remembered dancing, drinking, and some sort of drinking contest with the pirate shadow but after that. Well, awaking in the nude with three laughing ladies.

In walked the lady dragon swaying in such a sensual manner Ender was blushing. She said, “Ah, time traveler are your memories coming back?” Ender to be honest was sort of at a loss. Wonder exactly he had done.

She continued to talk. She said, “That was some week of a party. You out drinking the pirate shadow and winning his ship was something to see.” Ender went to look at the ship in a bottle and realized it was the Black Skimmer.

She said,”You do not remember do you?” Ender just looked around trying to figure out what to say or do. She indicated to sit and magically there was breakfast there. She said, “I concur with your agreement Ender.” This made Ender jump. Then his memory came back. A deal was a deal. He had invested his fortune in the cafe Shi with the understanding she would invest it and bring him riches. That was no problem. For he had nothing when the adventure began and if he lost everything so be it. But his memories also including that of Claw the pirate, Clinton R. Siegle, and well a third person he was trying to recall.

The dragon smiled and indicated a book. A journal of Clinton R. Siegle. Emder picked up the book and brought it to the breakfast table and began to read. https://theprose.com/.../journal-of-a-wondering-mind...

For some reason he could see a future where he had lived this life and made him wonder about life. He recalled the events as if they were happening to him right then and there. And in his reading to realize how old he claimed to be he wondered if he was insane.

The dragon lady laughed at the expression Ender had on his face. She said, “You do not recall everything, do you time travel?” Ender just looked at her. She continued by asking, “What is the first story of dragons do you recall because that part of the journal is missing?” Ender recalled that part of the journal but that was not the first time he had heard of dragons. He hesitated to tell the story. But since she asked.

Ender said, “I remember a time when I was born in 1963 not 1971 and I met my great grandfather Christopher Siegle a farmer, German Russian from Bavara who had the largest book I had ever seen when I was like four.” Ender thought how to continue. He remembered the stories his great grandfather had told him but how? He had died three years before he was born or at least in this reality.

The dragon lady watched waiting for his story.

Ender cleared his throat. “When I was born in another time. I met my great grandfather.” Stopping to think where to continue with this story. He went on the best he could. Ender said,”Our original last name has many spellings. Siegfried, Siguad, Siegle, Siegel, Seagel, and a few others. It all depended on the religion that we followed I suppose.” Thinking where to go with this story Ender pondered. Anyway, Peter von Siegle was a small nobleman in the 1700s who collected all the old stores of our various family names.” Thinking about the large book was something. He remembered the lettering all in high German. It was a reason his grandfather could not read it to him in his reality this time around Ender supposed. Ender continued, “Anyway when I was four, my great grandfather was drinking himself to death because of his losses throughout his life.” Thinking about how much he had lost Ender realized that communisms, Nazism, were the ban of humanity.

Ender said,”Anyway, I was usually in his home after Sunday school while my parents socialized in Fallon, Montana.https://www.tiny.cc/deadsunfall Thinking about what he had just read he realized who the shadow pirate was. It was a legend of course. Death was supposedly locked up in hell but his shadow had escaped once upon a time. A pirate or Peter Pan. Ender shrugged and continued, “Anyway, one day I found a huge book and opened in and tried to get my grandfather to read it to me. He said he could not and to ask his father. Now, Christopher was drinking at this time and speaking broken English and mostly Russian at this time.” Ender thought this was so long ago in a different life. Not this one for sure. He wondered if it was not a dream and all these dreams were just horrible endings.

Anyway, Ender continued, “Siegfried's story was written in some churches recording in Bavaria about how he became a knight in somewhere around the 1400s. The story went that he went into the forest seeking the dragon that had been eating the local animals and supposedly a maiden or two.”

Ender kind of looked at the dragon who for the fun of it licked her lips not in an I am going to eat you way but in a sensual way that women have about them. This kind of made Ender blushed. Ender continued, “Anyway Siegfield, had lost a pig and went searching for the pig in the forest.” Anyway the church records recorded this in high German which Christpher told me laughing. The tale in the church records went that the dragon was eating a goat lately stolen from some person, whose name was not recorded. And That Sir Sieggielf with a spear in an open field attacked the dragon. The battle went hard for Siegfried. His clothing torn to fragments, and he was bloody and smelly. Fiercely the fight went back and forth with him using a spear and the dragon fiercely burning down a structure was near the place of the battle.” Ender's recollection of this disturbed him because he could recall a laughter of such deep sadness.

Anyway, in the end the dragon was slain and Siegfried the pig farmer was knighted by the local noble and church wrote this down in their records someplace in forest which celebrates to this day his victory.

Ender laughed thinking more of the story. The lady dragon, not looking pleased, said, “And is there more?”

Ender smiled, and continued, “That is the official record of some churches in Germany. However, in family lore the story went a bit differently. The story went that Siegfried went into the forest for his pig. He had picked up a large pole because he had nothing else to herd it back with.

The family lore is less ferocious. Mr. Siegfried, a farmer not a fighter or knight at the time, went to find his lost hog. He had with a hiking stick to herd his hog back home. Now the swine had been eating mushrooms, or something of a quirk in the woodland and appropriately he went where he knew where they were hoping to find his hog. He found his hogs tracks and walked right into a shed in the middle of the forest. There was this giganti dragon eating his hog. Being quite mad. Because that was his hog. And not thinking., he swung his stick at the dragon seemingly causing a fire from the roasted hog to catch everything in the starting on fire. Now, the humor is wild here. The hog not evidently having been cut or slaughtered correctly blew up. Pig shit went everywhere hitting Mr. Siegfried and making a rather stinky mess of everything. Now the dragon seemed to have run straight into Mr. Siegfield's stick. Right into the dragon's eye." Hearing this the dragon lady hissed. Ender continued 'Supposedly killing it. That was family lore, being a somewhat curious child there were footnotes in high and in another language which I asked about. My great grandfather laughed.

The secret written there was that the dragon’s of Germany had made spell shapeshifts into humans. But to do so required the sacrifice of an eye of a dragon. Since, no one dragon wanted to hurt each other they decided on this dubious plan to force a human into doing it for them.

Thus, Sir Siegfried, was given the shedded scales of the dragon, and told on or in pain of death that he was to be the hero that saved Germany from the last dragon.

Anyway, my great grandfather laughed and said, “Sir Siegfried loved to drink after that and accidently told the truth once in the company of people he knew from the old days. Evidently one or two of them were dragons because he was murdered after that and family lore was hidden away in a journal.”

And with that Ender had finished the story and his breakfast.

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Dares? Sure, I can dare you. I take the dare almost every day since I awoke that day in 2016. Why? I expect like many people you are not from here. And if you are not from here and I am not from here. We have different stories to tell. Dare you tell me your story? I can tell you mine. I ain’t from here. That got me a trip to the shrink. Who stated I was living past lives. He wanted me to waste time with him. Scheduling me for one appointment after another. If you have read me, I dislike wasting time. So after the fourth appointment I proved to him he was dead. Kind of sad. But a truth. There were reason people did not dare me to do things in my reality. So you want to take a dare.. Fine, I dare you to take my test. And if you pass congratulations, you are from here. And if you do not pass? Well, we be traveling spirits to a dead past that died so many years ago that no one knows or. ANd here is the kicker for me. In a closed time curved loop, this reality just happened a moment ago to catch me to write this absurd story to you.

What color is the sun? White, Yellow, Green, Blue?

How close is earth to the center of the galaxy?

How old is the earth?

How old is the universe?

Big Bang song is it 13 or 14 billion years or million years or thousand years?

Jiff or Jiffy Peanut Butter?

Captain Crunch or Capt’n Crunch?

Abe Lincoln was a senator or just representative?

Japan is off the coast of China or Korea?

JC Penny or JC Penney is the name of the story?

Sketcher or Sketcher the brand of shoe?

Vote on the second Tuesday of November or the First Monday of November?

How many states are in the United States?

Russia has already told US that if attacked they will use nuclear weapons as a defense strategy.

North Korea was given two EMP satellites from Russia in the 1990s that hang over Atlanta, Georgia, and California.

Biden was arrested for trying to visit Mandela.

Trump said lets vote day after Thanksgiving.

Obama says there are 58 states in the United States.

Bush Jr says that Mandela was killed by Saddam.

And is it Sadam, or Saddam? Where was he captured? Was he hung or firing squad and what prediction did he state to the president when he was about to die. I know. Do you?

Dares are something for me. Dare I tell you more? That your world died a long time ago? How could I prove that to my shrink? Oh, I can listen and learn. And? Most dead people want to get something off their chest and they talk and talk and talk. And? Thus in one reality they will tell you one thing and in another reality that is their secret and in a third reality not a big deal to go into that secret and in a fourth reality?

You decide to tell the shrink his secret and diagnosis him and he does not like that. Not many people do. To be toyed with? Not really toying. Just annoyed that no one dares to talk with me these days about their personal lives. Their stories. Why? The first time a story is told is something new. A second time something changes you wonder why and third time with detailed questioning you can find out that the dare you took in the first place was something you either should or should not have done.

The dares of late?

Read what is in your vaccines.

Several of the elements I knew were outlawed in my reality, and here they put them.

Why? I suppose Revelation 6 plague and death would be my speculation.

The same with the coming wars with China, Russia, Turkey. All pre-planned in an attempt to change reality of these worlds. Why?

Who knows man’s reasoning for wanting to escape fate. Personally was not much of a pirate or rebel. I was more into thinking and wondering why fate was fickle. And now? I realize that fate is real and that to escape fate is not the best desire in my good nature of surviving. what do I mean? I have heard of the stories where and what happens when they nuked Hawaii in December 2017 plus or minus moments or billions of years ago in a closed time curved looped.

Dares? Did I take dares in my reality? Not at all. You see in my reality fate is real. What does that mean? Chaos or chance is not fickle or real. Meaning? Everything I did or do was written down and someone is reading it to me and I or you are doing exactly what we are told to do. So daring you to do something is like pre-arranged story telling and? Nothing is new under the sun. Dare me to answer how did they do this?

Simple. In my reality the galaxy spun much faster than here. How much faster one cycle of the galaxy was 1,000 years and on the outside of the galaxy it was much more faster. Here? They say 230 to 250 million years earth travels around the black hole. And in my reality?

That is the funny part of my galaxy was much larger 377,000 light years and? We had theories of black holes because we could make them in labs. However, in all the telescopes and all the math equations we had there not one single black hole was discovered. Why? Probably because we were going to hit the galaxy sooner by billions of years and they meaning black holes had dissipated.

Dare I go on? How about you comment below your test scores and tell me are you from here or not? Dare I tell you of the worlds I have seen or stories I know? How about we exchange one for one. After a while you might find out something new. I dare you.

The reader at the bookstore was reading his book. You could see the strain in his eyes. His fingers glancing swipe. This was a person who speed reads through the book. Just like a document or one-page note, but was reading an entire book in the same period as that one page.

The book of fiction he was reading he carefully was not bending. Observing this, I could think that he would not purchase the book. But he would have enjoyed the latest fiction and read it at a speed to complete it in a matter of an hour. That no one would care not to purchase the second-hand book at a new bookstore.

As many of you know, I used to live in the library during the daylight hours of the 1980s. I spent my time with Lewis, Tolkien, Jordan, Rice, before it became cool or interesting to the masses.

I spent sometime observing him. Why? I am an interesting person in my own way. To see someone be so careful and watch his movements as you could see him glance at a page and move on?

This was someone I had to meet. Why? Simple. Most of the interesting people I know. Well, they know where a good meal is at. And I was hungry.

I stumbled towards him thinking what I would say. Meaning I had not read the book. I had read something by the author a long time ago. But like most time travelers discovered that words, meanings and ideologies change. Along with the colors and realities of God’s game design.

To think once upon a time, I thought I was unique. Only to discover I was one of so many. Meaning I was part of the parallel realities. That I could step into their shoes for a day to write a story and gone the next day to see something else was well weird. Thus like most weirdos. I enjoyed finding and talking with interesting people. Why? Well, because they usually some place along the way had a soul or something unique.

I bumped into him. To see me is to wonder how on earth or who on earth let me out of my room? Yes. I am locked away behind several gates. I used to do things, and now? I look like a rag muffin teddy bear with the personality of a pirate. Of course, I had escaped my room that day to get a donut and to check out a bookstore for. Well, for anything worth reading.

He turned and stared for a moment. In that moment, I recognized where I had seen him before. Now this was something unexpected. Usually I meet one soul one day. The person's body the next is soulless. Meaning not the same stories nor soul or personality. So meeting a soul here in a bookstore was interesting.

So we put our books away. Meaning I too had been re-reading a classic. We went to eat.