time of love

Love in modern college life is like a bacteria culture all mixed up- I did not find love in college or high school. It took a while for me to find a person that I enjoyed their company with at all. I was rather an odd duck. I was religious to extent that caused me problems with everything that was true. Humor. I see my life tale of love to be that of an example of not to do for other not to follow. Love in college was like a sore throat. The longer you try to understand or wonder about the person you have fallen for the further you realize that they are not the one for you or that love is the last emotion from their lives. Living within love thought that feeling made you wonder. If beauty makes the love, something worthwhile or is the pain of rejection or the surprise of finding someone other than the norm attractive or dressed to differently make you a gender bender or a is it just the age of indifference towards morals or love that has caused such a weird wild ride. I was in love with two ladies. This was the years between undergraduate school and graduate school. Undergraduate school I went to the nerd groups, the religious groups, finally joining a frat to belong. I dated a few girls. All of them were good a tkissing and listening but I was not there I was not involved with them because I could not communicate with them. That was the tie with my final wife. I wroe her daily during our three years relationship between getting to know her and dating and marriage. lBoth the same career path finishing their doctorate's degree both familiar with each other background. One a bit shy, the other, outgoing and spirited a wild party girl. . I was their play thing for a few months. My emotions a roll coaster ride which ended up with me losing a job and my two-front teeth right before Christmas time. The one gave up writing me. The other wrote me for two years. On the other hand, at least, that is what I thought. I told her of my dreams, my desires, my path through life. I dreamed with her in writing some thousand or more Hotmail’s. I got responses enough that I called constantly and was an emotional wreck. Years later, I married her and was devoted to her to my path of career and advancement through the corporate world. My emotions were destroyed by an email I found of hers describing her time with me and her desire to be with someone else. She denied the letter, but it was on her computer and was written by her. I lost a great job that year emotional a wreck. Then the following years I discovered that she did not read nor write me back all those years ago. She let her sister do it for as little as 20 dollars; to fall in love and out of love for 20 dollars. It crushed me. I lost desire again and my body literally rejected itself. First a right ankle eaten by flesh-eating bacteria she was on travel visiting her parents. She did not care that I was in hospice. You never know how scary life is till you talk to people that are dying and you understand them in their medical state. Meaning I was placed there and not told that it was hospice and was not sleeping at all. She called four times in three months. I should have realized she was hoping for something. Humor, if I was to go back in time I would have changed my sight on who the creator was or is. Those people survive at times just because I would remind the nurses hey were is Steve to have his meal brought to him or he brought to the table. Then a few months a little later my left foot was eaten and I was placed on disability and eyes. Humor love in today’s emails computerizes age is fickle. What was once a time-honored love to share to communicate with someone was used to destroy that which is love for me? I believe that love is there somewhere in the Internet. Maybe letters are true for someone. But for me I was played both by phone and email. I realize I was not her true love but I did not realize her amount of hate for me till I lost part of my ankle. Email was a wasted life adventure that brought to me a small family of two daughters. A wife who no longer loves nor cares for me and sadness that I still enjoy her laugh which she reserves for others and not me. I hear her tone of voice and realize that I must have failed her and that failing is something she enjoys to remind me with her tone of voice to this day. I wished that the telephone and email at times would have been more truthful or shown me more of what a person was that I was communicating with. For I failed to check the background and at present realize that Iw as an escape for her and that at the moment without employment, she will escape me via her lover on Facebook. Humor what a person learned of another person. The funny part is I have started to write people again on Facebook to see what has happened to them. I wonder if we all could tell the same story I was wrong in listening or communicating to the person that I thought loved me.

The Odyssey of the Observer: A First-Person Chronicle

Part I: The Awakening and the Prison of the Past

The Jump: May 19th, 2016

My name is Clinton R. Siegle, and I am dead. I died billions of years ago, not on this Earth, but on Sagittarius Earth—a reality far older, at the outer edge of a galaxy that no longer exists. The violence of the Montauk Project/CERN ripped my consciousness from my body. Before that, I was a poet in La Paz, Bolivia, focused only on finishing a translation. My clearances—NASA, DOD, DIA—meant nothing. My true life was quiet.

The jump was my kidnapping. I woke up to a woman yelling—she sounded like my wife, but she was not. I was in a room that was not mine, and I was inhabiting the body of my doppelgänger in the past. My first breath in this new life was a scream: "Help! I have been kidnapped, and no one remembers me!" Her response was to immediately call a psychiatrist.

I am now a disabled person, trapped in a stolen, inferior body. The whole recycled world around me feels "robotic"—a flaw I'm forced to sense with every painful, dragging step. My mind was swapped for this parallel self, and I cannot look in the mirror: the eyes that were once hazel are now a shocking sky blue. By my own definition, I am a demon, a possessing spirit in a host body. This is my single most damaging, hypocritical act: I rage against the System of Things while being an agent of its cosmic manipulation.

My only concrete proof that the shift is real is a mundane object: a potato grader. I remember the painful, steel one from my original life. Here, my doppelgänger wife insists we've always had this modern, sharp plastic version. I am a time-traveling usurper, one-footed and one-eyed, guarding this plastic grater as my absurd, single treasure of truth.

Based on the sources provided, here is a comprehensive list of unique links found within the material, followed by an overview of the page counts and document lengths mentioned across the various journals.

Total Page and Document Lengths

The provided material is a collection of fragmented journals, blogs, and reports. The total size of all source material combined is characterized in the sources by the following specific measurements:

• ** passage count:** The total number of indexed passages or data snippets provided in this specific source set is 4,304.

• Journal Notebook: One source identifies a primary physical journal as containing 359 pages.

• Book Chapters: The Bolivian Time Traveler table of contents lists 17 chapters spanning up to page 91.

• Word Count: One segment describes itself as an 800-word excerpt taken from a 20,400-word story.

• Collection of Journals: The writer mentions having 11 journals in total documenting his journey through the multiverse.

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Unique Links and Context

The following unique URLs are cited across the source material with their associated context:

• https://endertalon.blogspot.com/2025/01/test.html: This blog serves as a primary repository for the writer's poetry, tales, and recorded ideas about his multiverse adventures.

• https://endertalon.blogspot.com/2024/12/interviews-with-clinton-r.html: This link contains interviews conducted by the writer with people he has known, including discussions on his "flat character" personality.

• https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/personal-account-of-possible-mandela-effect-experiences-1762891733484199936: This blog post is the writer's latest attempt to consolidate and merge his various ideas regarding the Mandela Effect and reality shifting.

• https://www.theprose.com/post/92852/journal-of-a-wondering-mind-through-the-multiverse: This is described as the writer's "greatest journal" where his kidnapping tale began and achieved thousands of reads.

• https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1795496948413763584: This online link represents an attempt by the writer to organize his many disjointed notebooks into a short story format.

• https://www.theguardian.com/world/2014/may/01/lusitania-salvage-warning-munitions-1982: This news article is cited to confirm that the RMS Lusitania was filled with war material, a fact the writer recalled before its public release.

• https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1792657078511210496: The writer shared this post to reflect on his realization that all historical killing appears to be motivated by greed.

• https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blog/once-upon-a-time-there-was-a-story-teller-and-what-a-story-h-1786878553680371712: This link hosts the beginning of a short story by the writer, detailing the motion sickness he experienced during his journey.

• https://www.minds.com/Talon123/: This serves as the writer's general notes area where he maintains running lists of ideas and letters to political figures.

• http://www.deagel.com/country/United-States-of-America_c0001.aspx: This government source is cited for its prediction that the U.S. population will be reduced by 70% by the year 2025.

• **https://cosmofunnel.com/stories/reptiles-parallel-universe-travels-no-diety-

Based on the comprehensive source material provided, the type of time travel discussed is not a single, cohesive model but rather a complex hybrid of theoretical physics, simulation theory, and metaphysical soul-transference.

As a time travel expert, I can speculate that the narrator is experiencing a Closed Time Curved Loop (CTCL) which functions as a "backward pass" through reanimated realities. This experience is grounded in the following mechanisms:

1. The Spacetime Torus and Closed Timelike Curves (CTCs)

The sources frequently reference the universe as a spacetime torus—a doughnut-shaped geometric structure where time is cyclical rather than linear. This model allows for Closed Timelike Curves (CTCs), which are solutions to Einstein’s field equations (like the Kerr metric for rotating black holes) that allow a trajectory to loop back to its own past.

• The Result: The narrator believes he is being "pushed" backward through time, moving from an Earth that was 6.5 billion years old to one that is 4.5 billion years old. This requires traveling at speeds estimated to be $2.22 \times 10^8$ times the speed of light.
• Reference: Wikipedia - Closed Timelike Curve

2. The Simulation and Holographic Reality Model

A recurring theme is that reality is a hologram or a highly advanced simulator. In this framework, matter is simply stabilized light.

• The "Film Rewind" Theory: The narrator speculates that reality is a "film" being played backward. The Mandela Effect is viewed as a "buffer overflow" or a "sloppy code" error where data sets (souls) are not replaced with 100% accuracy into their parallel "clones".
• Reference: The Simulation Argument

3. The Montauk/Soul Transference Model

This is a more violent, metaphysical form of time travel. The sources describe the Montauk Project using "Montauk chairs" to rip souls out of their bodies and shunt them through "radar portals" or "gravity wells".

• The Objective: These stolen souls are placed in "hellish conditions" or "speed-up time realities" to alter the outcome of history, specifically attempting to disrupt divine timelines.
• Reference: The Montauk Project: Experiments in Time

4. Deterministic "No Chaos" Model (Von Neumann)

The sources heavily cite a purported final paper by Dr. John Von Neumann (May 1957), which argues that there is no such thing as chaos.

• Preordained Path: In this model, every motion and event is preordained down to a "storyline bound". Time travel here is not about free will, but about returning the soul to its "original body for the Day of Judgment" after a "cheating" event (like soul theft) has occurred.
• Reference: Von Neumann's Equation for Time Evolution

5. Exotic Mechanical Facilitators

The sources mention several fringe-science devices used to manipulate the flow of time:

• Kozyrev Mirrors: These are alleged to use the rotation of objects to alter the flow of time and reflect temporal information.
• Satellite Drag: The use of orbiting satellites to "drag Earth's light," thereby intentionally slowing down time in certain realities.
• Circulating Light Beams: A conceptual time machine using warped helical light loops to compress time coordinates.
• Reference: Anderson Institute - Time Control Technologies

Key Narrative Evidence Links

The narrator provides several links to his own documentation of these events:

• multiverse Journal: Journal of a Wondering Mind Through the Multiverse
• Mandela Effect Logs: Personal Account of Mandela Effect Experiences
• The "Dead Sun" Proof: Mirror Weapon Platform Images

In summary, the time travel in these sources is a forced, non-linear regression through a series of "reanimated" dead worlds. The traveler is a passive observer in a "cosmic error-correction sequence" triggered by the divine need to restore stolen data (souls) to their rightful place in the master simulation.