If reality is a clock.. And Revelation is the story. Only so much time to leave New York City...

Central Park bye bye New York City

I was strolling with my little dog the fateful day of April 29, 2023 in Central Park when the bombs went off. Most people died right then and there from the nuclear waste spreading throughout the city. That Federal Courthouse, and Presidential library were the targets did not make sense to most people until the realization all of Epstein and Program Management Records for that Presidency were gone. Those responsible had already tucked tail and ran for cover. Hiding in their caves or bunkers.

Awaiting the day of the UFOs landed. That they did not land in Central Parkis obvious. That they landed on Israel made all most all the book of Revelations complete. All except one item. Something that the original Clint, not this writer knew along time ago in a place far far away in yet. In time? In a closed time curved loop reality can be what anyone programs it to be. So those that were evil had their day in the sun.

However, their cries for mercy after that day were not heard. That they were a mere blink of a flash of second in yet seemed like a few hundred years to some. While more felt like thousands. While one or two actually achieved the status the lost time cycles of Babylon with cloning living seven million years. Were all gone in a moment. That was awkward for this story teller.

Why? Strollering in Central park he was discussing this with his dog. The only sane individual that he had found in recent times. That the whole story is written out in the bible. And that Jesus Christ even explains closed time curved loop time by saying I am the beginning and I am the ending made for an interesting conversation in the park with a dog.

That people shied away from him at times and others got caught up in his madness at times depended on the reality to be honest. Example? When Facebook censored him. He moved his tale to Minds. September 29, 2018 he has had 4.2 million impressions. IS that readers? Oh. Goodness no. Only a few hundred choice to read his insanity. After all who wants to hear that the end of the world is coming. That there is a solution to resolve this all. Pray, repent, accept Jesus Christ and do good be good. Even if it sounds simple. DO GOOD. Not meaning people listened.

At first the conversation with the dog on that fateful day was going over a recent debate on reality. The night before he was pretty sure he had written out a wonderful outline of his movie script which he planned to turn in today.

Only when he reread it this morning either spell check did not function or the soul prior to him had worse spelling than he did or. That was the real question. If you knew you did something and return to it and it is gone. What difference does it make. You have to redo it.

Sounds simple. However, what he had written was brilliant this being his second or third or fourth time because he remembers trying to do this in 2017. Makes him question his mind. Did he really do it or was this all a dream? And if this was a dream why could he not get a pizza delivered?

However,when Heaven arrived or what the US Space Force called UFOs and had turned humanity into some sort of drone robot army through Microsoft patent 2000060606 or 666 the whole thinking process was muted at that time.

That the writer would not take the mark due to a Belief if Jesus said no. I am not going against my only hope to the next level.

The dog looked at him in a questioning manner? The next level? Yes, if life is a game and you get judged in the end upon death by God. Does not that make life a game? The game of Life a board game was not something the writer liked. However, this manner of thinking was rationale to the writer because if the rules had been broken and as he had seen Central Park changed shape and sizes over the past few years he concurred that it had.

That would mean he was heading for a day of judgment which he was not to excited about. Worrying about ones soul at stake makes one wonder.

What was the purpose of life? To live life with Merit? What is merit? To do good. To be good. To stop evil.

In his writers life he felt pretty much a failure. Life let alone had made him look like a want to be pirate without one eye and one left foot. His professional life had taken a deep dive and his writing had been viewed less favorable than that of an UFO article at the local grocery story Gossip magazine. That made him think of reality and what could he do? Warn people? That went rather humorously against the writer.

Ending up at a shrink the first few times went well until the shrink kept on saying he the writer was reliving prior lives. That a prior life was just yesterday to the writer and he had found proof that the realit he was in today was dead according to science. Well. The fourth visit the writer took the shrink around to his computer. Opened up files and showed him proof that while the writer was insane. His reasoning that reality in time was dead and that he the writer might be able to blow air on his hand. He doubted very much reality existed and that his eyes were seeing anymore. One could only watch television so much and see that their lips moved much longer than the voices of the script. What really paniced our writer? When certain comical sitcoms let alone spoke longer than the voice that should have come out of their mouth but when watched without the context of the voices. The writer was worried that he was watching not a sitcom but a hellish debate on evil. If God is the creator of eyes to see and ears to hear. He worried that he failed greater than most because what he was seeing was pure evil..

Now realize these conversations were happening Central Park with a dog and at times people would shy away from the rambling mad man and his dog. His dog however found the conversation delightful. Because some of the reasoning was more than circular it was more of a way to lead a person back to a question.

Will a soul be charged with evil if Pavlov was is right and that everything a soul did or do was to do was predicted by an environment and the way that person lives within that environment? Sounds simple? If a single white person lived on an Indian reservation with a single parent. That was extremely religious to the point of being nuts. What would the soul be judged on? His knowledge or his actions or since the bible had changed recently would he be part of the 33 percent of those souls getting in via purification of silver and gold? Now found in Zechariah not Zachariah?

That lead to the questioning of his mind on stories he had heard about the death of the future realities that no longer could exist but had existed for while a soul he had viewed them had he not? And viewing per Belief and Time a German philosopher idea that upon viewing those realities were real for a time. In a moment in time. That lasted millions of seconds for some souls and less than 10 years for others? However in real time were nothing but a second in time?

That brought the writer back to his idea. If the rich can escape via killing themselves in their own personalized closed time curved loop reality. Which are their own personalized hells if the writer understood their cries. And the writer was not rich. What was laying ahead for him in the day of judgment made him concerned. After all who wants to know that everything he had done in his life had been burnt up and if it was burnt up matter not in the after life which was a real life outside the game of Life?