you know you are weird when you laugh because your dog farts and wakes himself up just for a moment..

So there I was again, entering Cafe Shi. The crowd was a bit lit. Let’s be honest outside of the tea server and me, the place was empty. Then walked in. Well. A lady in yet? I had my eye patch on and my other eye was a bit cloudy she reminded me of a dragon I once meet in another tale along long time ago. She sat in the center of the room. Evidently, either she was her own security, or she felt comfortable being who she was.

She spoke. The tea server ran to do her bidding. Myself? Let be honest, a poor pirate sipping tea in China. Might as well watch a lovely lady drink tea. They paid big bucks for drinking tea in 1849, or so I heard. While she was waiting for her tea. She spotted me. That I was not obvious was clear. I think I took her breath away. Or maybe surprised her a bit. In my humble opinion, have that way with the opposite fair sex.

So we sat drinking tea. To break the silence, I ordered my special. The tea server seemed hesitant to do what was normally done without question. Evidently, the lady had put a change in the room and who she was? The tea server knew. And I? I am a pirate unless I am going about romance or something I like to drink alone and read my journal. Which I was doing and adding a bit of notes to my last tale. Ender, the king of Pirate land. A tale and back again. Or how I escaped responsibility.

So there a pirate and a lady that resembled a dragon sat drinking tea, and special tea. Meaning? Mine was rum. It was kind of nice. In walked another person. This one I had not seen since my trip to watch the city of Babylon fall in the year 2021 or 2022. Shameful. A Time wizard. He sat next to the lady and began a conversation without noticing me. The lady did not interrupt, just smiled and sipped her tea.

The man was rather upset. Time, etc was twisted and the rules of the system of things broken. He asked if she knew who would do such a stupid thing? She indicated her head towards me. At the sight of me, the Time wizard tried his magic. The nice thing about being part of Talon by this time, no magic of the later eras worked. Sure, they can cut off my foot, but that just undoes the twist of time.

His spell rebounded with a horrible after effect on the tea server. At this I stopped writing, put down my pen and did what I do. The tea server who was losing her soul got up and thanked me and ran away.

The time wizard was trying again. I, on the other hand, was tired and did something he had never been trained in doing. Ages ago, magic was real and now? The new time wizards might be powerful and dangerous. The Mormon Jedi try. However, reading a spell and knowing what it actually does because you have to let someone do it to you over and over again watching your body die and reanimate over and over again are two separate things. The wizard was trapped. How? Secrets are secret.

The lady begin to speak he is not responsible he is the reason though. The wizard face was caught in a mixture of terror and unwanted pain. WHAT?

I went back to my table and gathered my things. I left. The wizard would be freed in a matter of a few minutes. And I had nothing more to do with Cafe Shi from that time forward.

Why we exist? We are clay avatars to God. Then why does God still find fault? For who can resist His will?” 20But who are you, O man, to talk back to God? Shall what is formed say to Him who formed it, “Why have you made me like this?” 21Does not the potter have the right to make from the same lump of clay one vessel for special occasions and another for common use?… What if we are in a simulation game.. yep that is true 4Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one receives the prize? Run in such a way as to take the prize. 25Everyone who competes in the games trains with strict discipline. They do it for a crown that is perishable, but we do it for a crown that is imperishable.…

What is beyond the universe? We are in a nebula column in which dust, is souls are going back to their bodies originally to be judged in that race mentioned above, meaning outside of this universe is reality. Who are we? I am me, you are you, and that makes you you of course of course and me a horse at times. Are we alive? No. that one I am sure of. I have pictures if you want to see them. Are we even humans? good questions I would say we are souls at present. do aliens exist? of course. you should go to Area 51 and try to get them released. all answered within 5 minutes now go to sleep

I am a reader, writer, dancer, rum-drinker, memorizer(who has lost his mind or memory), book-collector, pink alien, and optimist. I love to read fantasy, memoir, and sci-fi... and I am awkward at small talk. Nowadays I am also a priest of sorts. https://dudeism.com/ordcertificate/?ordname=Clinton%20Robert%20Siegle&orddate=07/02/2020 and an avid time traveler https://www.minds.com/newsfeed/1235346620230565888 I write about what I see mostly. My fiction and fantasy shorts got me into thinking of changing reality. In June through mid July I directed produced wrote 30 plus very short films because I had taken on an interview requiring my use of YouTube. From June 25 to date I got 6 into a film festival. Some people forget my poetry and autograph collection which changes too. https://www.poemhunter.com/clinton-siegle/ My dream? Tis similar to Mark Twain's quote “Now and then we had a hope that if we lived and were good, God would permit us to be pirates.” A bit of my writing can be found here. https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/author/clinton-siegle/ While a bit more can be found here. https://www.minds.com/Talon123/blogs