The torture scene of sams feet by the Men of letters played today as I struggled with the pain.
Always make sure to be the correct weight when time traveling.
My spiritual journey in life took me to the scene where Amara and God had their showdown. Only it was at a dive bar in wellfleet that also acted as a hub for time traveling aliens of a superior human civilization. The Cape Cod Galaxy named after the beautiful tourist destination of Earth’s high period. The habitatable planets and moons all powered by city and town named hubs. It was a marvelous work of engineering.
Being so young and unfamiliar with how technology worked and quantum physics and different dimensions being a 3D physical limited view being was a full-on immersive real World experience without any glitches or doubts in reality.
The flawless way in which the ocean and the sky and the air were fresh like an island vacation on a beach it was absolutely the best place to be and it was hard to believe I was actually there and to be so lucky. To have moments with the seas one of the greatest treasures of time and the thoughts that come from listening to the ocean waves are quite different than the thoughts that come to mind when listening to the sound waves of music.
Still my mind had a way of hearing sounds that was intricate and intrinsic as I felt my way around a reality I could see and feel and all five senses worked but it was a lonely place an interactions seemed very staged almost like Wanda Vision. Houses were like spaceships or spaceships were built like houses and domes and blimps were the closest words to describe how City ships maintained orbit on all levels of time space within it somehow it all worked.
However the bridge back to the old Earth was a tricky one but it didn’t matter because was there even ever going back when everything is always now? Traveling faster than the speed of light is the ultimate time to ponder and while some may ponder the meaning to life or the existence or ask who they are I just go on charge! Leading with curiousity and imperfect gullibility.
Magic is real. Real is what exactly?
Was the past the past or the present present? Opening up time portals like gifts on Christmas morning. Holiday tradition and cell phones were two keys to traveling intergalactic. And everyone always raved about cake.
My music seemed to coordinate as a soundtrack leaving the big world of creativity feeling that much closer. To help princes and princesses of these future worlds and help humanity grow while growing and learning myself was like binging sci Fi as pre k history books. To learn a lot the silence is never truly silent. More to meet the words than the eye can hear. Her talent in art paralleled her talent in production and connection.
Jarvus is my favorite AI character but Vision is a close second. I love robots. #Fairygodmother
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