We can evade reality, but we cannot evade the consequences of evading reality Ayn Rand -- yeah well Ms. Rnd did not know me..
Censorship is a strange reality. To say no to an idea. A concept. I think libraries should be the new schools, and we should assign teachers’ books that they can explain and show how to use. Meaning? If a child wants to learn to build a birdhouse. Then why not let them learn to build a birdhouse. How much money can a bird house builder make? Depending on the birdhouse and creativity of the child from maybe 0 to millions if they write their story or produce a movie. That censorship of online classes happens I can understand. I am after all a bit. I do not know the word. I would say insane. In yet, all I am doing is writing about what I see. Maybe a journalist? I would have made a fairly good one. Most people doing my interviews now do not realize I did interviews in the 90s for rather interesting people too. Change an election, no doubt. Laughter to the three people that might even know who I wrote about.
Censorship of creativity has always been a normal. The system of things wants a solid line with no one drawing outside the outlines. I think of the lone outliner, he or she were the ones most likely to have their souls stolen and their dreams smashed beyond repair. Those that look at the norm and say this is abnormal and things could change for the better. They say dreamers? I think if anyone says that to me. I point out that I made reality out of those dreams more often than the average person.
Surely, reality is stable and real. The more I read the Secrets of Light, the poetry speaks to me. Sure it might be odd poetry. I think that is the secret, is it not? To realize that all of this is some absurd game and that complete reality could have happened in a second, which seemed like millions of years to those playing the game. And now? An ending, I suppose. I watch that ending and realize it is man made via God’s hand. That everything has a game or purpose is an awkward to realize, I supposed.
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
That I am censored yet again for writing my book online class is humorous, I suppose. They have mocked me in Europe, the crazy man. And? I still talk to a poet I admire. He went swimming the other day, and I asked how was it. His reply was to talk about his brother passing away this year. I miss him too. He was Winnie the Pooh in the flesh. That I have the teachers to thank for the censorship yet again is sad. I had hoped to write another book before the teachers read my work. I am sure their outline structure is not the way they expected me to use it. However, their course helped me talk about ideas, concepts and my meaning I have put to this weird adventure. Live within the lines.
Why? I lived in hell for a long time and I have no desire to rule there what so ever. Even for a second you could have that reality and all those that do not follow the Way. I wonder in my mind. Did I do something different or read something odd or twist something wrong that I can not follow the path I see all going down? I try to say hey change. Then I realize something. This too is the past. And if this is the past, I am talking to the dead. And the dead most likely can not change. Even if I say hey you are ending is not something I would want nor now wish for on anyone. That you did however makes a question on or in my mind. I am still not sure in the end am I to be evil or good? Or vomited out once more to experience this weird reality once again?
That I can not speculate on that is absurd. In yet the more I read, the less I understand. Maybe you need a teacher? I doubt outside of one of three people I would accept their answer. And? They are dead and their words still haunt me.
And good news for those that like to write. I have reached rejection letter 1,000. I wonder if I should not have been able to improve over all this time. The distance between a dream and reality is called action. Change requires doing something different. I wonder if I write badly sufficiently and long enough if something pops out and be read. That I can no longer find my quote from Douglas Adams in this world. Where he stated we were on the outside edge of the Milk Way galaxy right arm spinning around a ball of fire some 90 million miles away, but it says something totally different just brings home a point. My history is fiction here. My mind traveling to different parallel worlds has often come to a conclusion which on one of these worlds might have been right but at this point who knows. Who even cares? The fact that I can be mind swapped from my home world earth to this one brings home the oddity of who was I in this place? What was I doing here? Why is it some people have an odd sense that I worked with them, and yet I have no recollection of them? That I point to other people that remember as I do and are important people seems not to even get a bated eye nowadays. Hillary Clinton and I remember Abe Lincoln as a senator. Now you may argue he was only a representative in this world. Which is correct? Nevertheless, in my world May 18th, 2016 I could look him up and he was a senator in my world. Comparable to JFK conspiracy of all the things that were similar to the two. That speaks a little to my dilemma or dilemna which ever way you are taught to spell it. What if your life is fiction?
“What if I told you the world that you see around you does not exist...” when you are reading a book and the entire world around you does not exist anymore. Books build that place in your imagination.... a book is a magic portal to another dimension. The question is it real. Does it exist. I thought not at age 45 and three months. May 18th was a basic day for a disabled person who had ran away to La Paz Bolivia from the United States. At 9 PM instead of watching the final Grimm program I turned into bed to sleep. Little did I know that would be my last day with my family, my reality and a way of life. At 7 AM a woman who sounded like and looked like my wife awoke me. She was in a hurry ordering me around to do this and to do that. Now to understand my puzzlement was I already do my own thing. To have my wife come into my room on a day I was suppose to do something was unexpected and wild. Anyway she bossed me upstairs to take a shower. That was odd. I showered downstairs and well. I did what I was told because well I really had no idea what else to do. I got out of the shower and noticed that the windows had changed. I went outside and almost fainted for in my normal view I would see a mountain. My montain called Illimanti directly south east of where I would come out. That I was missing a mountain was rather disturbing. I followed all the insturctions and was quiet. My next huge surprise was how rich this new world was. The cars, vans everything was like 3 years or newer. Coming from a world where they held cars together with chewing gum and string, this was an experience.
I was silent. I got home that night too well not my home. I went to bed thinking I would awake in my bed and my wife. That was May 2016 some two billion or more years in the future. I have been traveling since then. What have I seen?
I have seen BrExist twice. Once the vote went to stay with EU on a Tuesday and then I lived Thursday twice and watched UK leave the EU.
I have seen the rapture. On my world the US population was 365 million people on may 2016. Losing 45 million Americans was wildly discomforting.
Am I silent about most days? Sure. Have I written both political parties, and others. To say hey stop what you are doing because you are causing the end of the world. Yes. Has anyone listened? This is part of a small note in my journal. Which can be read online Clinton Siegle wondering mind through the multi-verse.
What am I saying? I am saying time has sped up and that the end of reality will happen to me at least rather sooner than later. Silencing me once more.
Brief moment to let those thoughts sink in. Are you alone to? Silence.
Long list of events that happened here not in my world. 1856 Abe Lincoln a representative. 2014 Hillary Clinton and I remember Abe as a senator. 1861 1865 Civil war US loses half a million more people here compared to my memory. 1864 Lincoln ran under a different party not a republican. 1912 Ford adds a loop to its brand F signature. 1921 China invades and captures outer Mongolia. 1930 Volvo symbol changes. 1950 great leap forward in China. 2007 George Bush speech on Saddam killing Mandela proof he is from a different world. 2007 Obama speech on 57 states of the union proof he ain’t from here. Donald Trump 2016 speech asks people to vote November 28 might mean he ain’t from here.
Ah, you are alone too.. Blend in when you are a wild flower among the weeds? Shine smile your smile brightens the world around you. Enjoyment of family is fine eventually they pass away, friends move away forget or pass away..... only within yourself can you find truth.. That in the end we are all alone.. For the Atheist food for worms. For the Christian a surprise - Christ after all was a Jew. For the Buddhist a returning cycle where one day you might be at the top of the world. Only to fail some place somewhere to begin again as a worm. To learn some lesson that cyclic, for the Muslim men bleeding virginity. Which grows back on a nonround world where logic does not apply. Refer to SNL Goat boy think an eternity of this skit. - As for me I had a few good friends books. That do not change but meaning changes overtime and a realization that this to will pass. What is wild I remember the tale but not seeing what I would remember?
That is the real problem. My friends changed.
When you are reading something about a series you read all the books. And you say what the h e double hockey sticks are they talking about in the first 11 books there is so little. Then you realize you are in a different world. And have to watch and read the whole freaking series again you know what you will be doing for a month. Somehow changing worlds and realities can cause a bit more reality problems. Than I would expect. Yes, this is in reference to Wheel of time. Yes, I am now a bit more concerned about my soul than I would expect. Let alone has Revelations, Hebrew, and the old testament change. But the possibility of fa nasty books causes me to wonder what I am doing and why. Should I lead a contingencies of Mandela effective people in capturing Cern? And holding the Dwave computers hostage until they send me back to my world? Could I hold them off? My representative has received my petition asking that I be sent home and no reply from her. I wonder.
That is the secret, is it not in character? If they stole your soul when you were very young, placed in Ivan Pavlov's reality of hell. Could you escape? Would you escape? Or would you like I seemed to show when this adventure first begun think. Oh, great, they have kidnapped me into a parallel reality with everything is the same? And if I did not pay attention or listen to fellow travelers tell their horror story experience wanted to return to what for me was literally hell on earth? What is the difference? The pizza here sucks. I already told you I have been studying cheeses. I at first thought a new tongue or something might affect my taste. The realization that this a reanimation of this reality kind of sunk in when people I knew or heard about that died were up and about. To be walking is not to be dead. Thus? Evidently this is my valley of the shadow of death. That it is taking so long to get to heaven or like I speculate this is all happening in my final 10 minutes of death and I my soul somehow is threading a past reality that died in my reality 4.5 billion years ago. In yet here you are makes this story just kind of horror story to the right religious person to those into horror. Boo. I am the ghost of the present future past tense. This might be your only chance to change your ways. The end of time is at hand.
Trapped?
Reality for me and other Mandela effected?
A reality so real?
People seem real.
People if I lived on Sagittarius 4 billion years ago
Eternity seemed like a laughter there.
Dreamed of hell?
Reality I lived there for years.
Eternity of hell?
A time trap?
Memories of people who no longer exist?
Eternity question were they real or just in my mind
Dreamed of a reality that no longer exists.
A second here, a billion years there..
A moment there was a nanosecond here?
A dream?
A German philosopher says if I saw it.
Awe-inspiring that made it real for a time?
Awe when I realize if I am a zombie?
Awe I wonder and wander realizing in my mind
A mind I must stay within, for this is not real.
People laugh when I say I am not from their reality. It is a kind of joke. When I point out who else is not, they stop laughing. Then they stop talking to me. I always wonder what happened to my reality. I know how many realities have ended already. That I think a zombie bit me a while ago seems humorous for me. People say what am I talking about? I am closed time curved loop traveler. So are all Mandela effect souls coming back through CERN and other colliders to our fated ending.
Who else? Well, Sadam killed Nelson Mandela per George Bush Jr.. Obama recalling 58 states. The one closest to my reality? Hillary Clinton recalling Abe Lincoln as a senator. He was a senator in my reality, too. Or Biden getting arrested for trying to visit Nelson Mandela? Donald Trump vote on the day after Thanksgiving. All of them are experiencing what they call the time of tribulation in the bible.
Laugh all you want. You seem to be part of this adventure you and this reality is being reanimated. What am I saying? I am saying to work a closed time curved loop means you are already dead. That either you are in heaven or hell already. That most of the past or future for me was from a future that no longer exists? Why? It died because of x-rays hitting earth frying the whole planet for a time.
Ender the pirate survived the reality of the times. And thought he should have stayed where? Inside his mind. For the outside of his mind he was watching the time of tribulation brought about by mankind. A sickness dread fell over Ender. To realize all this was a man made attempt to fight heaven coming. Space Force against heaven? Let alone do they not have the legends of old. Those in the know lost their minds because they had been stolen a long time ago with project Montauk. And? It was the way of an ending of things I suppose. To realize that each soul has a place. One in the book of life. One in the book of judgment. That was what John von Neumann wrote about on his final paper 5.7 billion years into a future that never happened here. Why? That future is dead. This too is dead. To realize all this is an illusion is sort of an awful mess. BELIEVE in Christ. In yet all the people here are dead already according to closed time curved loop reality. SO? Meaning I walk through the valley of death and fear evil? No I will flee evil. Who wants to rule in hell for a moment when there is a next level to this game and there? I find this part funny. The game is the game of thrones. I once or twice was a king maker.. And now? Those who feared who I knew no longer even remember why they feared those I knew.. Which is an oddity. Did they lose their power? I attempted to ask once. That was a dreadful mistake. Who are you? I am me. I am Clint, I am Clinton, I and Clinton R. Siegel- That did not go so well. In the end? What can a pirate do other then watch in amazement as some people thinking that 400 years of technology hidden in the patent office can help save humanity from heaven? Does it? That is the trick of time. It did in a past. The mirror realities did exist. And now? Laughter my soul hurts I know someone or something that makes this an more interesting story. Still rates only in the top 3. And now reality is just a question in my mind.
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..
Speculation is something.. try to keep up. https://www.thespaceacademy.org/.../quantum-internet... When Clint took over a fiction class on futurelearn and had to ask a question on reality. The Mandela effect question is on my mind and about the story I wrote for this class. https://www.minds.com/.../to-travel-broadens-one-mind-to... What is life about? If this is some absurd dream? If not are all my dreams real? I mean either the above story is not real or https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1109432307714441216 this is real here today. Which is real? I mean think. For goodness sake. Could you imagine in any reality Trump rolling over for a virus? What is truth? The actual question is there truth? https://www.minds.com/.../to-watch-the-walking-tree-and... is reality what I expected it to be? To be honest not for some time. Is there a path forward from this mess? I would hope Trump stops evil. If not? I would hope people read each link within and think.. THINKING is still an option or at least at this moment. What happens when laws are forced upon the population? Will those already brain damaged force their will upon people? https://www.minds.com/.../frankencoin-microsoft-applies... The oddity of this story is if I write the truth or even 1 or 2 percent of a truth. What reality is real? Illusion is all this real or just a film being played backwards in time of a closed time curved loop traveller and for what purpose? To warn you? Stop being evil. There did that. Stop believing in the corporations? HEY STOP trusting the corporations. For if this story is even a little real would that not mean Trumps economy and the world are being held for ransom from what only could be described as the borg or hive mind? Would that mean and the question is real that all people sponsoring or pushing vaccines might be nonhuman? ONe has to read each link and rethink reality. What happens if the mind of the one you love has a nonhuman player in it pushing you towards the edge of the end of time? Quantum question in mind how small is this reality?
1975 SO now I am in a dilemna my reality 1967 was when abortion was legalized .. now if the date is right on this post evidently 1975... while I have been writing about 1973 on most of my recent antiabortion notes..1973
The current judicial interpretation of the US Constitution regarding abortion in the United States, following the Supreme Court of the United States 1973 landmark decision in Roe v. Wade, and subsequent companion decisions, is that abortion is legal but may be restricted by the states to varying degrees.... WILD hello other ME.. Diane Francis curious how many people died of abortion in your reality?