Mandala me this or Sketcher me that.. To realize May 20 through 26 a blood moon will be out.. and to realize that April 20 through 26 is when you saw it according to that reality.. and in 2019 next blood moon 2035.. You have to wonder really what is going on in the real 2013

The mystery was how did a closed time curved loop traveler make it back to the past? Did he volunteer

for the trip or was he pushed? That suspenseful discussion with another person who remembers reality

a bit differently. From the discussion the mysterious answer was I would not have signed up for this if I

had known I would have had to live through hell to get here. Both the people nodded. Their lives were

unnoticed, not cared for and the most horrifying part if one looked reality seemed to push them towards

failure time and time again. Just when victory was near, something awful would happen like this was

some cruel joke. Maybe that is what life was supposed to be? There had been talking at a coffee table

for over an hour. I had overheard their beginning conversation and not being from this reality either,

just listened to what had happened in their latest adventure.

The one had been on an earth on the far side of the Milky Way. Population 12 billion when something

went wrong with the ocean. CO2 gas erupted overnight and killed a rather enormous part of the planet.

The other said she thought she died when something big hit the planet. What had happened was asked?

She sat there a moment and said whatever had hit the planet caused all buildings to fall down. Every

single one of them around the world. How did she survive? Again her reply I doubt I did.

At this point, I intruded. Excuse me. I could not help but overhear. I to am not from around here. They

waited a moment before both nodded, and I sat down. They made introductions. Their planets were

similar in yet their stories were different. What was your last memory before this?

I inform them I had died in 2013 and was considered a miracle to both family and friends on my world

in yet I knew something. I had checked my Facebook log. I had noted George MacDonald Fraser name

had changed to McDonald in 2014. So I might have died a lot longer before then. The mystery of the

Mandela effect. A common conversation are we alive or dead? Are our souls searching for our bodies

for the last day of judgment? Or is this purgatory? If purgatory why or what are we supposed to be

learning? The discussion devolved into maybe we were neither good nor bad and God spewed us out as

like lukewarm soup.

Then one mentioned a change he had seen in the Montauk project. One of the original narrators had

become a Mormon and accordingly made the whole religion up just like Islam. This was something

new. Why on earth would they do that? Per the discussion of some kings, whether Nixon, Carter, Ford,

Reagan, or Bush had decided after watching some history channel to control the destiny of the United

States by removing souls from heaven. I had heard of the soul removal but creating a fake religion let

alone two I was kind of taken back. Why?

And it was time for us to go. We promised to meet again. Yet, we knew that was a lie. Each soul would

go there on a separate path. I asked if I could get the video and gave my email. I never received the

video. I wonder while I wander the galaxies if this whole extended trip is towards heaven or hell? If to

heaven I suppose I asked God a lot, why did he make me thus. If towards heaven I am unsure I can stay

there long. I suppose that is the suspense to time-space travelers stuck in a closed time curved loop,

unsure really who or what happened.

A week later at the same shop I bumped into the man. I said hello. He looked at me and said excuse

me? I said sure we had that discussion here last week. He smiled. I was not here last week. I was in

Brazil. And with that, he left.

Life is a mystery to those traveling through time. I suspect I messed up some place. I went right instead

of left. Or did some horrible thing. I can not think of what. No. That is not true. Jesus Christ warned, us

don’t think about another man’s wife. Don’t be angry with another man for that is like murder, that

dreams or thoughts are like the actual crimes. To possibly spewed from God’s mouth as a lukewarm

person for thoughts is awkward. In yet, I know if I am not dead and have to go through this life once

more, what do I gain?

To realize that this is the past in a closed time curved reality loop and almost everyone here is in

purgatory because they are awaiting the day of judgment is suspenseful I suppose.