Invisible things are the only realities at times I can think of.. Why so Poe today? Because seeing Revelation played out is not exactly how I planned on dying.. On Sagittarius I could move things people ideas.. Here on Orion I seem to rant to the wind.. At least the shadow people are back.. They taste like chicken here. Do I care? Death and Peter Pan - peter Pan and Death -- to be young forever and to live a billion years within a few years -- Time Distance Speed and Light -

Invisible things are the only realities at times I can thing of.. Why so Poe today?  Because seeing Revelation played out is not exactly how I planned on dying.. On Sagittarius I could move things people ideas.. Here on Orion I seem to rant to the wind.. At least the shadow people are back.. They taste like chicken here. Do I care?  Death and Peter Pan - peter Pan and Death -- to be young forever and to live a billion years within a few years -- Time Distance Speed and Light - if this is not just a simulation I hope I get at least a gold coin per year.. I might break even.

It fills the room with an illusion. All within the room went to their own separate memories and dreams.

Ender the pirate

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 on the inside than the outside. Thus a library is the holiest of places. For the universe is contained in there. What I can say? 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 they 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 of 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. Ender said what are you doing here, girl. She just smiled and walked towards the mouse doll. ... Next chapter later..

They transport Ender the pirate from this story of a memory to Greek fairyland or mirror world. Watching Clinton R. Siegle take up a book. A pirate journal one of many Ender had left over the many years.

Ender watched the shadow boy was behind Clinton R. Siegle and von Siegfried was in the shadows watching.

Then a combined memory was shared.

Some reason I am into film. I end up reading a paper on how without light there is no us. i end up realizing in the twinkle of an eye I am being cut from one motion picture to another motion picture and realize that the characters are all experiencing something different in the same movie. One day the person is lucky that the rain is and the next moment i see a sad person. Makes me wonder what adventure package I signed up for when I got on this cruise? Stealing this quote from someone Ido not know I’ve heard this idea before that the defining difference between film and the rest of the arts is film’s ability to change the pace and order of time.

Do you think that’s the big difference or is it something else?

The significance of this shared memory with the store. A closed time curved loop traveler all this.. Billions of years was actually nothing. That Clinton R. Siegle had seen the wild olive branch be cut and destroyed in 2017. Means an ending of time for some. The significance of all seven along shadow boy and Clinton R. Siegle was the realization that in a closed time curved loop reality only one soul can exist. In that moment when the soul had been split into billions of souls and realities when that soul comes back together again that all those realities and billions of years were as if nanoseconds for the spirit in the spirit realm where all souls are being combined back to their original souls.

A time of tribulation? Ender realized a new verse in the bible and watched if others realized the solution. Ender watching the soul eater. Clinton R. Siegle looking at the journals and absorbing the latest news that the olive branch of the greek was or they burned gentiles off.

If the first part of the dough is holy, so is the whole batch; if the root is holy, so are the branches. 17Now if some branches have been broken off, and you, a wild olive shoot, have been grafted in among the others to share in the nourishment of the olive root, 18do not boast over those branches. If you do, remember this: You do not support the root, but the root supports you.…

Jeremiah 11:16

The LORD once called you a flourishing olive tree, beautiful with well-formed fruit. But with a mighty roar He will set it on fire, and its branches will be consumed.

John 15:1

“I am the true vine, and My Father is the keeper of the vineyard.

John 15:2

He cuts off every branch in Me that bears no fruit, and every branch that does bear fruit, He prunes to make it even more fruitful.

Romans 11:24

For if you were cut from a wild olive tree, and contrary to nature were grafted into one that is cultivated, how much more readily will these, the natural branches, be grafted into their own olive tree!

Ephesians 2:11

Therefore remember that formerly you who are Gentiles in the flesh and called uncircumcised by the so-called circumcision (that done in the body by human hands)--

Psalm 80:11-16

She sent out her boughs unto the sea, and her branches unto the river…

The end cometh and no one seems to care Ender realizes. That is because we are walking in the valley of death. That is the only way people could see the Shadow boy. The Clint who wanted to be Peter Pan. Without the realization that Peter Pan was death. And the deal? Clint had traded something for well to become a vampire or shadow of the Peter Pan. Death or the living dead.. To see him sent shivers up Enders body.

Stars and shadows ain’t good to see by. The shadow boy cometh. And he takes away those lost boys and not silly girls that fall out of their beds and believe in magic. Yep, yep, I was there once believing in magic for all good it did me. What a strange time it was. I was stuck in a hospital in the middle of nowhere which is close to Illimani. Which is a mountain in some small south American country in the continent’s heart to be exact. There I saw the lightning strike. The mountains crumbled, and well I saw the great hunt. There with the king of the fae chasing a poor country boy across the tips tops of the mountains. What a weird and wonderful dream that was. I saw the mountain give up a mountain full of dirt. And the lightning chasing across a group of fae while chasing the poor boy. What a crazy dream that was... Then again was it a dream, or a chi cha hallucination which was possible.. The week after that I was in a different dream. In which I was told that one was true. Which dream makes me wonder about drinking and what is real or reality today and gone tomorrow.. Humor money is not real folks.. It is all an imaginary item which value is not beholding to anyone but the person who puts a value on it.

Death came again. If you did not recognize Peter Pan. Well. He has been many different personalities over the years.

That things were not the issue. That the little boy instead of carrying how is he doing or what he was doing or anything else had to hear about things. Things that he was not allowed to touch. Because they were not his. And now? He has to hear how someone working hard will get those things. In yet? Did I choose this life or was I fated for this life?

I no longer care to know. I am tired. Fate is a fickle bitch. And I had to live with her all my life. I wonder at what point did I cross over the righteousness line and become lukewarm or even evil? Repent. And believe in Christ. To do what? Forgive? And realize that one day is a second moment and that the souls of one reality are not the same in another and you have to apologize to that soul or you are in a dilemma is how much is owed in heaven?

At what point is the song over excuse me. I would like to get off this ride. I am tired. To watch humanity murder itself for the sake of evil is awkward. To see evil win is awful. And I realize I should have done more? In yet?

I realize if fate and nothing is chaos means that choice is all there is and I tried my best to be and yet I am evil. Which makes me wonder at times.

Hello, Shadow boy.. It is something to talk to an old friend. How many times have I died? And now I hear I will be possibly attending another funeral soon. Please forgive him and help him and his family. Life is unfair. And I am unsure what else to say.

Many people do not believe me. That is okay. Personally, when I met the Shadow boy, I thought he was Peter Pan. How was I supposed to know he was the escaped shadow of death? I had played near death several times without counting, so his shadow was nothing new. I expected Never Neverland, not the valley of death. Shows me.I think my first glimpse of him was my second memory in life. My first memories make little sense of what so ever. When he played games with me. I suppose I should have realized something else was happening.We often went to the library together. I remember one time we were playing, and a shelf came free.

Time and pirates... you should always be yourself, unless you can be a pirate then you should be a pirate instead Ender the pirate was traveling in the jungle on the isle where Long John Silver had hidden his booty and marked the treasure with an x. Ender was not to find that x today. But encountered a lawyer, politician, and president whose lies would keep him up at night times worrying about what has become of the world? Why are ugliness being used and force when peace could be coordinated and rest? The world is to busy for this evil. There Ender decided to be for good and not evil, right not wrong. So he became a pirate hunter instead of a pirate. He would keelhaul the next mate that would not go along with him. Overboard over bind and throw them to the sharks... Thus was abed time story to a little girl named Wendy about pirates and peter pan the shadow boy? Ender would go on to be a famous pirate hunter that would capture Long John Silver and learn of his treasure by means not spoken of till Obama was in office in the USA. There he would lead a group of citizens of the greatest republic known at that time and age to hell. He would deliver it there by means of lies, and deception using the national security agency to steal and lie to a nation. He would steal by inflation that which he could not tax out of the poor. For the rich could and would save themselves by going elsewhere and doing other things with their money. While the poor could not save a dime and were dependent on said benefits and charms that the ole evil one could give them by taxing them instead. http://mychal-massie.com/.../us-troops-receive-orders-to.../ shame on these senators for not stopping this call them and let them no war in Syria http://www.senate.gov/.../contact.../senators_cfm.cfm this is the presidents friends http://freedomoutpost.com/.../precious-little-girl.../...

Ender the pirate was traveling in the jungle on the isle where Long John Silver had hidden his booty and marked the treasure with an x. Ender was not to find that x today. But encountered a lawyer, politician, and president whose lies would keep him up at night times worrying about what has become of the world? Why is ugliness being used and force when peace could be coordinated and rest. The world is to busy for this evil. There Ender decided to be for good and not evil, right not wrong. So he became a pirate hunter instead of a pirate. He would keelhaul the next mate that would not go along with him. Overboard overboard and throw them to the sharks.. Thus was abed time story to a little girl named Wendy about pirates and peter pan the shadow boy. Ender would go on to be a famous pirate hunter that would capture Long John Silver and learn of his treasure by means not spoken of till Obama was in office in the USA.

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 gigantic 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 shredded 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.