This Is What I Think.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Again I wonder about the context. I know I can blame someone. Eight or nine days ago.




The context of when I actually become a time traveler who travels backwards in time. I spend a few weeks or months or longer in a particular time period and then I jump backwards to another time period where I spend a few weeks or months or longer before I jump backwards again.

The reason I write this specific report in my website hosted by blogger.com at no cost to me and that I wonder if really and truly has access by anyone in the internet-connected world is if at some point in my future, which is the past relative to this present day, I begin going through a phase where I do start talking about what I know about future. There are, I guess, many reasons I could do that. Two reasons I can think of off-hand is that my work in this present day really weighs on me after time travel ceases being a theory as it is now - at least in my current mindset - and becomes a reality, which might have been a reality for my mind even before 1998. All I am certain of now from the pre-1998 period is that I was capable of hyperspace travel before 1998 and I do not know at this present time if I was a time traveler prior to 1998. I don't think I was. I don't think I become a time traveler until sometime after this present time of 9:56 PM 21 September 2011. I am already a hyperspace traveler.

So anyway, there might be a period when I witness so much of the events of the past where the weight of the past as I become a witness of it breaks me down and I have to tell people about how they have to change so that the future as I know it does not come to exist because the horror of the future is so unbearable to have to live with in my mind. For me to stand on a hill north of the downtown super-structures of the Seattle Washington city and have to watch the atomic bombs of the United States of America federal military explode in my face is bearable. But to know that people could make easily such basic changes is something that weighs on my mind after all that happens on a day that has not even happened relative to my mind of this present day. There will be no right or wrong. I am seeing that now and even today and this past eight or nine or ten days I want to blame someone. Someone did that. I know that. I see the signs. Eight or nine days ago. I know what you were doing.










JOURNAL ARCHIVE: From: Kerry Burgess

To: Kerry Burgess

Sent: Friday, February 3, 2006 6:56:36 PM

Subject: Nice talking with you in the morning


http://q13.trb.com/news/kcpq-bio-lilyj,0,3625909.htmlstory?coll=kcpq-newsstaff-1

I think I am in love with Lily Jang. It seems crazy to even write that, with all things considered, but, well, what isn't crazy right now?


[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 3 February 2006 excerpt ends]










http://www.script-o-rama.com/movie_scripts/t/time-machine-script-transcript-wells.html


The Time Machine


From the talking rings I learned
how the human race divided...
...and how the world of the Eloi
and the Morlocks began.
By some awful quirk of fate...
...the Morlocks became the masters
and the Eloi their servants.
The Morlocks maintained them
and bred them like...
...like cattle...
...only to take them below
when they reached maturity.
Which explained why
there were no older people.
I knew I must go below. It was
the only way to reach my machine...
...and discover what happened
to the older people.
Don't go!
- You won't come back!
- I'll be back.
Weena?
Answer me!
Where are you?
What's happening?
What's happening?
What's the matter with you all?
Weena, stop!
Stop!
What happens to them?
Don't stand there like fatted cattle!
Will you answer me?
- What is wrong?
- Nothing is wrong. It is all clear.
- What do you mean, all clear?
- All clear.
In the mid- s, the bombs,
the people calling out, "All clear! "










http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/pinkfloyd/goodbyebluesky.html

PINK FLOYD LYRICS

"Goodbye Blue Sky"

[Childs voice:]

Look, Mummy. There's an airplane up in the sky.

Oooooooo ooo ooo ooooh
Did you see the frightened ones
Did you hear the falling bombs
Did you ever wonder
Why we had to run for shelter
When the promise of a brave new world
Unfurled beneath a clear blue sky
Oooooooo ooo ooooo oooh
Did you see the frightened ones
Did you hear the falling bombs
The flames are all long gone
But the pain lingers on
Goodbye blue sky
Goodbye blue sky
Goodbye
Goodbye