Telepathic Time Travel

A collection of current events

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I Don't Write In Here Often

It's something they worked on in 5th grade. I don't know how to do titles well. It's hard to remember things from almost 30 years ago. 27 years. jeez. Anyways I had something I wrote in my phone but I deleted it. Muahhahahaha.

There are no big milestones for me. I feel like they used me. In some form or another I made the decisions that the world was going through.

It all started with two birds one stone. It was a mission where we took out two armored vehicles with one missile. They were our own men in those vehicles who were trading uranium. I was angry. Then it all of a sudden made sense. How to do it was just to set them up. Then it was in the newspaper.

The next big event I can remember was that I predicted a stock crash in 2020. I didn't predict covid would happen. But when it started I remembered and got very scared. I knew it was in Seattle and paranoia sunk in. I spent the pandemic with $20 that I grew into $80 just riding the crash.

Then there was impeachment and taking control of the military without impediment. The attack stalled out and then I did nothing. I forgot about it. The impeachment never went through. Some warning.

Then came college. Where I would be a professor. Basically someone who hopes to become a Professor but isn't quite qualified. I learned a bit while I was there. Then there's the schizophrenia that kicks in. But the problem is that I was talking to these voices and they were listening.

There was the coincidence where I insured my television from theft where the punishment would be to pay me the cost. That's exactly what happened. I got $300. The police handed it to me. Things were taken very seriously.

I never was Biden. Although you could say he was biding his time. If anything I was controlling the Russian military. Sending them into the Ukraine. Kyiv was a bed for Hong Kong crypto currency. Stolen technology funds. I shut it down and the crypto market halved. Their payment for the stolen technology lost in dead servers. Thank you Russia. I'm sorry that you haven't achieved your objective and your own cities are under fire.

I warned Russia of the consequences but now I owe them one. I never found out anything they wanted from me. I do know there's also a Russian woman out there writing in her Tumblr like me. I just don't know for sure if it's to the same effect.

Then I got in trouble and the queen died. I'm a little worried about the king because the story goes like this. He had a wife who had a body guard. She had two sons. She wanted to get divorced so she could be with the body guard. She dies in a tunnel because of paparazzi but no one has real footage of the crash because she was in that tunnel. He killed her. Had her killed is the same thing in my book. But he's now king so I don't really trust the guy.

These instances are just me talking out loud. I read the planning in the news I study certain subjects when it comes to the news. I'll read a lot. Then something in me just clicks and I know I'm being listened to because when Russia invaded the Ukraine we set up sanctions in retaliation. It's a few things. I know I'm schizophrenic. But I also know that things just happened that way. It drove me mad with power. It demanded protection.

Then I lost those news articles. Some things slip through. Most things I ignore. It's not really my place to change our present. Preventing things is impossible as you can't change the future. You can predict it but it's hard to replicate it. All you can do is prepare for the future. Those news articles don't do anything for me anymore.

I read about Iran. But they don't talk about those key points I talk about. I know the whole story on it and the public thinks it's something completely different and I believe that there just isn't any sense in communicating anymore.

Here's the schizophrenic in me. I want to get paid roughly $400,000. One time payment. But even going through everything I went through there was no way they could acknowledge what they put me through. Sometimes it just hurts to be alive. I feel that I am owed that. I am getting a one time payment of $40,000. So it's a start. But I fear it might be too late.

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I finished my book

I know it took me at least a month or two to read one chapter. But the book is done. 54 highlighted words. 2 words that I already understood that were made up. For some reason I also highlighted prodigious. I knew the word but I changed the color. It must be because I like the word which is seldomly used.

The book was Brave New World by Aldous Huxley. It was recommended by my friend Tage. I was excited to read 1984 and he told me that his household was an Aldous Huxley. Something I now understand.

1984 is about a society where everyone is monitored while Brave New World is about a society that is birthed using cloning and the clones have ratings. Both have hardline beliefs.

Now I need to go through my library and see which books I haven’t read and which books will help further my education. Hopefully not one that’s boring. I might go with The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho. Another one I believe was recommended by Tage. I’m also considering rereading The Clan of the Cave Bear by Jean M. Auel.

This would be my third attempt. The first time I ended up moving away and leaving the book behind. The second attempt I was showing that girl the book I was reading and lost my place. It’s been 6 years. I’ll have forgotten most of it. Plus I was only 1200 pages into it. Ugh it said it’s only 1300 pages long. I hope I didn’t almost finish it.

The deal is that I’m happy with the book. I stopped reading so I could enjoy it again from a new perspective and eventually finish. The problem is that last scene is still stuck in my mind.

I don’t even know what I wrote about

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I got nothing

I’m going to the city tomorrow for my monthly shot. I get to see John. He’s the fella that jabs me. Good guy. Likes sports.

Work is going alright I guess. It’s a difficult day on the body. Home life is good. James has been away. I had him talking to Sarah and Martin.

It’s tomorrow and the phone battery died and the draft lives.

I saw Brittany today. She’s from Louisiana. She was fast. It was hot today. Scheduled heat.

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That awkward moment.

It was with the last person I slept with when we were starting. I knew her as my landlords daughter. Nothing more and I had known her friend for a couple years before I met her.

So anyways we did our business. That’s when she shares a memory of me at the skatepark. The way I see her remembering me from that time as way different than the way I remember her.

It’s because she was the time traveler. Really her friend asked her if I knew about scooter. Thats when the memory for me was triggered. Because the two of them rode scooters. In my mind I remembered time travelers and it made me chuckle. For her I don’t believe she had travelled through time yet.

Bvroom came first. Just a burgundy Toyota minivan.

Her memory of me could have been her as the age she really was and watching me put on my shoes. I never really pieced the time traveler together with the same person until later.

One time we talked during a strawberry festival. It was probably my ten year reunion. I talked to her but I can’t remember what about. I was blackout drunk.

I didn’t realize scooter was the girl at the Bob fires boyfriend she was cheating on.

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Ouch

Deleted draft perhaps. I went to play a game of chess. Then one game turned into two and poof no more writings. Oh well.

I can’t even remember what I was talking about. Sorry. The problem was is I was listening to Brandi Carlile and now I’m listening to linkin park.

I’ve never listened to this album. It was a request from a colleague of mine. I’ll remember his name when it’s relevant. I bought albums of other students request and I never gave linkin park a try.

The thing is I remember when the album came out and in the Grammys it was between u2 and them and their song in the end won everything. I remember their first single crawling was one of the songs I downloaded as a young teenager. Good thing I own a license to the song or I could get caught pirating things. I used to pirate a lot. Now I work to buy those things.

His girlfriend’s name is Rylee. I had her on my Instagram but removed her due to inactivity. Seeing nothing. I still can’t remember his name. It was him who gave me the COOH. The code for photosynthesis. The soybean formula for gasoline instead of corn for the ethanol.

It wasn’t Adam or Ethan. He lived with DJ eventually. Yeah I can’t give you a name. He liked dune. His calculator was poorly lit and he missed a parenthesis. Definitely not Seth. Not Travis.

The room started listening. The cooh must not have been written. It’s basic chemistry for carbon oxygen oxygen hydrogen. Couldn’t find the photo at a glance. It should be in there. If not it’s in one of my writings that are inaccessible. Plus uaw has all of that some way or another. It was my past. The idea is to throw out the atoms that don’t belong in photosynthesis that is not combustible. COOH is just the combustible.

It’s a shame that I can’t remember his name because this album is supposed to represent him. Good kid.

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Back home

I went to the reunion. Got to see Tage and Iris. A bunch of other people too. But I wasn’t really talking to many people. I only spent time with a few people and they didn’t show up.

Then I made it back to the festival and got a gyro. Earlier today I was walking around during the parade giving out shrugs with a sign that read shrug life. My shoulders got tired.

Nothing pulled me back into that room mentality. Maybe a little bit of seeing Tage. My plans for him to take over the device. But I wasn’t even certain if someone was in on the test or not. There were so few. Tage was the only one left and he and I were teammates. At least by the end.

College is an interesting place. Interesting people. Good conversation. High school was different.

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Reunion

It’s my 20 year high school reunion this weekend. I really don’t want to go. I’m going, but I don’t want to go.

It’s going to be fine. It’s just so far away. I’m going to have to carry drinks. I’ll bring my vape too. I should wear shorts. It’s going to be hot. Extra pack of cigarettes.

My life in comparison to my peers is different. None of them took the route I did. Now I would just be labeled a schizophrenic. Even though it was an episode. It just took over. My regular life isn’t all that glamorous. But I pay my bills early or on time. There’s a few bills.

I spend a day a week with my nephew. I make minimum wage and barely qualify for low income housing. Working only 4 days a week.

Started college. Rebuilt my Ira. Killed a man. House arrest for two years. Two years of mental health court. A year of doc supervision. Twice I had to pee on the same day at two locations. Monthly therapy. Monthly injections.

It would be neat to reconnect with my calculus team from high school. So we can share our experiences. That test changed my life. It was incredibly hard and I somehow took credit even though I was solving weight calculations which was nowhere near what we were learning from that test. Basically I got bored and measured a graduated cylinder. Water. H20 is the constant weight of 1. It’s tricky but when you math it out who cares about vectors.

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Oof.

I haven’t written in awhile. They’re settling the Iran dispute by paying them off. No word on the uranium. Overall disappointment. Congress wants to stop the war but I don’t think it works that way. They can move to impeach. The judges could take notice and change the presidents power. All of those checks and balances.

Rbg died. I think just before 2020.

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Bought into space x for its ipo. Which is great for the room. It has all that new rocket technology like the landing rocket. It’s has satellites. Many satellites all over the world with starlink internet. I know this seems like a hype post but it is over valued by a lot. It will make money over time. But right now it’s not profitable.

The lame part is nasa isn’t using them for the moon mission. They used Boeing for that. It’s a whole complicated story the room could tell you all about it because he was watching it the year prior.

Bye.

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Phi Beta Kappa

When I was younger, like 19-20, I enrolled at Seattle Central Community College. They had me take an entrance exam. I aced the math portion having completed all courses except Trigonometry. Even then I only haven’t passed trigonometry due to my teachers. The first for asking something I couldn’t possibly achieve as a sophomore. The second time was at Seattle central and the teacher kept telling me to drop out after midterms.

Anyways topic. I passed that entrance exam. They told me I was going to orientation. They brought us into a room. Just a normal looking office. But big enough to fit 10-20 people in it. We were close to ten.

We talked about things and that’s why I own a lumen stock. Because they were trying to show off a projector you could use as a computer. It’s the name of the Seahawks stadium now so that’s another reason to hold stock.

This is where things get interesting. They send all of the college kids into a room without electronics. Only a blackboard and some chairs and desks. They were given papers. This is the part I don’t get. Because I was never allowed to see the papers. I was allowed to help them debate.

There is a sorority and they wanted to change from a sorority to include males. It would become a fraternity. Accepting both sexes.

Then there was HAllleax. Written on the black board. I was somehow in a daze. The word is a spell I wrote once when I was studying magic. It’s a love spell. You alternate the letters you write it down you close your book and move on. It never worked. However it got the group of us in a conversation.

One argument was that it was a love story between the two of us. It was a short lived love. The problem was that she became integral to the whole ordeal. She was the first to show me time travel. Now I can’t even stare at her. Last thing I said to her was sorry because I accidentally spoke to her friend while she was present with them. No longer my friend too. I’m fine with that.

When I’m in the room in 2012 the whole problem I’m looking to fix is her getting an abortion. They’re trying to get me to marry. All sorts of stuff. Basically trying to convince me to run for president. To build my life around it. It’s never going to happen. Too much schooling to do and I’m too old already to do that schooling. It’s expensive. I don’t have the focus for law. I’ve learned a lot but after everything it’s not a possibility.

Part of being a president entails a few things. You have to be a certain age. You have to live in the United States for a certain amount of time, I don’t think I’ve lived here long enough. You have to be born here. You have to be Christian. I was raised Presbyterian then Catholic. Then you have to have a family. A child. You’re supposed to be what America envisions themselves as. The everyday man.

Here’s my problems. I don’t have the grades to even consider getting into a college. I don’t know how but my first two choices were from 3 different presidents of my era. My third choice isn’t on the list. A predominantly black school. It’s prestigious enough. I don’t have the money. I don’t want the debt. Because it won’t pan out. It doesn’t need to pan out. I know I’m a schizophrenic felon. Not really a family man. I do have an awesome nephew I’m babysitting Wednesday.

Then there’s my lived experience of controlling the presidency for a number of years. Just for emergencies. But Trump was an emergency the first go around. Now I’m reading about his stroke. Perhaps a coverup perhaps fake. It has me annoyed with the state of war we’re in with Iran.

But all of that is unpaid. It has zero recognition. It’s top secret. It’s being told. But to virtually zero audience.

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I’m supposed to write something. I remember there being a problem with me smoking. Cigarettes that is. But I have two shares in my portfolio of companies that own tobacco. Mainly because of the schools.

Parents don’t want their kids around cigarettes. It’s a simple fact. Not unless one of the parents is a smoker. My nephew grabs my vape pen and cigarette pack all the time. He just hands them back and says there you go. He can’t use a lighter and you have to press a button 5 times before you can press to use the vape. It’s not rocket science. It would be like owning a gun safe.

What I meant by schools was that I went to job corps and smoking became something only at designated locations. At designated times. Something I broke many days. Anyways the room wants to know if I can smoke at college. Same deal designated location.

Even where I live now there’s a designated location. They moved me from the center to the back. Downfall. My roommates don’t like me dragging in mud. Oh well. That’s why there’s Kim. And now Steve O. Thanks Steve.

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I gave the Wordpress a go again. The font bugs me. Hiding things from people bugs me. I’m never going to publish my Wordpress. Random millennials need to know these things.

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Willy Nilly

You totally can just write that. Today was good. I was awake before my alarm. Got started early so I could get in a good shave. Ate breakfast and made lunch. It was a good morning.

Work was work. My back hurts. But it’s whatever. Tomorrow I’m cashier. I’ll be tied to the front for the beginning of the day. Then stocking once my relief shows up. Hopefully they’ll be on schedule because they’ll be down a man. It’s going to be a difficult day.

Now I’m just doing the regular. I have to goto bed early tonight if I want this streak to continue.

I don’t have anything else to write about making this post boring for the room. Completely irrelevant. This is good because I’m with my counselor and that means the Wordpress is finished. I could go add more. But that’s what the laptops for. Right now I’m on my phone and tumblr’s the way to go for a free blog.

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Time Travelers

They exist. I know it’s weird. But I believe an ex girlfriend of mine traveled into the past. Her and her friend. The Scooter Squad. They showed up in a red minivan with the license plate bvr. We called it bvroom when they finally got it. Back then the license plates were different. We started over in Washington. Making that plate non existent. I don’t even think they even own it anymore.

They kept visiting me. Initially I grabbed a remote and I muted them. Fast forward and such. But definitely mute.

She was sent there to open the tumblr. Or was it the Wordpress. They wanted an edit on it all. Like capitalizing BVR. Now that it’s mentioned do you leave it? Erase a sentence. It messed with our timeline either way. They took the words as facts. Living their life to the lesson. I myself would even add to it.

I remember when they told me they were done. I was still unaware. I wouldn’t get my tumblr until New Jersey. My Wordpress during the pandemic.

Back to the time travelers. They both have names. I’m just no longer allowed to speak my ex’s name. I leave the latter out due to solidarity.

The other couldn’t speak one time. She could only make noise. Maybe the mute button was a little rude. Although the room made us all related. Technically according to the room she’s the mating of two individuals that would make her. In the image of our union. It’s bizarre Air Force shit. I know her mother and I think I know her father.

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How time travel works

It’s explained as lay lines. Little pockets of reality. It has to happen at specific places. One second.

The only person that has to be in the room is myself. It’s not something that can be just activated all Willy Nilly.

Some people think it’s the comm system. I did invest in them. But time had them purchased by hpq. I can never remember the name of it. They wanted to change the name to polycom. I don’t care to look them up. Because I already have and they’re what nasa used in the Apollo missions and further. Headsets.

Anyways time travel. Where it began was putting paper into a bread drawer and getting replies from the past in the form of Native American treaties over land. It’s nothing you can explain. It’s just that my home is a nature preserve. Federal land.

For me I had to goto a civilian conservation center. Which is weird. Because it’s an anti-war place. With recruiters. I stayed but I’m pretty sure they used me as a guinea pig. My guess Covid.

All of these writings are in a sense time travel. I get to view them in 2012. Hold on.

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I should explain my involvement in the Ukraine war. It all started with this girl in Russia on Instagram. Zanna. She just dressed in a windbreaker pant combo and danced. It was epic and I was in love.

Then there was my regular check in on espionage. I saw this large amount of money leaving a company I followed and enter Kyiv. Russia came calling.

They had been at war but still on their homeland. The room is fully involved. They were stationed all along the border losing money quickly.

I told them well it looks like you’re going to attack and all I want is for Kyiv to be shut down. To turn the power off. Bitcoin crashed.

I told them that if they were going to war the Americans would have to force sanctions against Russia. That’s exactly what they did. I knew the American people wouldn’t back a war. I knew money was owed.

In all honesty in my opinion I would be happier if Russia controlled Kyiv from now on. Hong Kong version 2.

That’s all they’ve done and they’re still at war and can’t get it settled.

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Not much going on here. Went home sick and before I got home I vomited it the yard. Mainly my lemonade.

Last night I had heartburn. Agita. Ate a pill. Was better till the morning when I vomited foam followed by bile. Went to work anyways and for good reason a coworker was out. Got done in good time too.

There’s nothing new for the room. It’s as caught up as I am. I could go over all the steps in an organized manner.

First there was calling a girl a bitch.

Then came the counselors.

Then came two men in suits.

A paper with writing about 2 birds one stone

Unfolding of Wordpress, it’s a Microsoft word cheap clone.

A secret room where I’m supposed to sign something

The front room where I read my tumblr with my counselor

My cell phone moving in my pocket near dusk

My room mates asking if this meant I was the president

I had no recollection of the room after my phone moved

It wasn’t until 2019-2020 when I came home and told my landlord and mentor that in case of emergency I am to take over as president.

In an emergency we set forth the steps to impeach so I could command the military.

I moved an aircraft carrier believing I could because I owned the planes on board thanks to the Air Force.

Covid-19 happened.

I went to college. Forced to go.

Nobel prize after solving a math equation that was typed in wrong. Time travel unlocked.

Lots of sex with the electronic environment. Relentless in strike.

Left college and went back to work.

Left work within a day.

Drove to Oregon and back, landed at my brothers.

Lived there and got a strange phone call during a summit. I didn’t answer because to believe you’re the president is a delusion of grandeur.

Instigated the Ukraine war.

Built the Time Machine with my stock portfolio.

Killed a man

Underwent treatment for schizophrenia

Served my time. Got an apartment.

Was told I couldn’t write during the trial. I waited until after all was completed.