Year: 2025

2025-08-11_Before & After Screenshots = trouble signing in to todays’ GFL’ Conference –

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Monday, August 11, 2025 = +35˚C / 96˚F = Hot, Sunny, & Dusty @ 6:33 pm ADT in New Brunswick Canada –

— I paid for the ‘Creator’ level subscription something like three or four months ago –

— Today – I Had a heckuva time trying to sign in and pay through PayPal to attend the August “GFL” Video conference on EA’s web site —> trying to click on ‘pay with PayPal’ kept redirecting me to “Choose how to purchase { or pay for this conference? }”

— Okay – I’m a Virgo – Mercury’s supposed to be the ruling planet of Virgo – and I thought I got through this latest ‘Mercury Retch’ season relatively unscathed –

— I’m also a septuagenarian and an early arriving Indigo Child, and INFP – Empath? Yoga nut – with trouble maintaining any kind of perfect discipline – & yeah, a Virgo with the sign of Cancer as my Rising sign and my natal moon in Aries – and I’m pretty sure the medications my over anxious doctor is prescribing in the last five years are messing with my ability to concentrate and also messing up my ‘used to be fantastic’ memory.

— I switched to my laptop – that has the latest Mac OS – and the latest versions of Firefox – and the last time the ‘sign in and pay for this conference’ routine brought me back to the ‘Used to be completed” but once again unfinished form – I thought it might want me to add a phone number {{{?}}} so I added our land line here and then it looked like when I clicked on ‘pay with PayPal’ – everything was fine –

— I got a nice “Thank you” from an EA Bot – and tried to find the link to ‘goto the zoom app’ but instead it shot me back to, “How are you going to pay for this?” and what looked like links saying “Galactic Federation of Humanity” with a bunch of small icons flashing by with people’s handles and quickly disappearing –  { ??? }

— And then I noticed that at the top right of EA’s Web Page it had my avatar – but instead of the ‘Creator’ icon there was a “Seeker” icon – Below should be two screen shots – the first one sat on one of my handy but older computers since before 5:00 pm and the second one is from 6:16 pm –

*** How do I get my ‘Creator’ status back ? *** – { The Love of my Life {{ Cathi }} whose photo should show up below the icon for my SSD That I named “Ganesh” and under Cathi’s Iconic photo it says “Hubbudah” – a pet name that goes back to a friend who tried to say “Yeah but-” and instead ended up babbling, “Hubbudah hubbudah hubbudah” – { – Sweetheart of a guy who liked psychedelic drugs an awful lot and often forgot how to form the correct words while zooming around in the Psychedelic universe. -} {{{ Um, Cathi thinks I should never pay for anything on EA’s site if we can’t get this resolved – I was more worried that the site might have been hacked – and the confusion here is not EA’s or her team’s fault at all – And Lately – when she seems to be not having a wonderful time to put it lightly – I keep wanting to let her know that she can have all the virtual hugs she can handle from me and my higher self any time – any day – }}}

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-"Before"-

– “Screen shot taken before 5:00 pm ADT” –

— If this comes through large enough to recognize the icons on the right side of EA’s page you’ll be able to tell that before I had a rough time trying to sign in – I was still recognized as a subscriber at the ‘Creator’ level.

 

-"After"-

– “Screen shot of EA’s Web site ‘After’ I managed to sign in and then sign in to PayPal-” –

— & This is the ‘After’ Screen shot – taken at 6:16 pm Atlantic Daylight Time – in which I have been demoted to a ‘Seeker’ level subscriber ?

— Help?

– – – – – Jim in New Brunswick

Star Seeds?

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– Thursday – January 23rd, 2025 —> -9˚C / +16˚F – Dark and cloudy after very light snow earlier – here on the ‘North Side’ of Fredericton, New Brunswick, Canada @ 11:05 pm Atlantic Time.

This Is Me - Last Night

– Selfie of Me at 11:19 pm Last Night. { January 23rd, 2025 –

— Let’s see – I paid a woman on line ten dollars and she told me I entered the Material Universe for the first time in the Orion Sector and then spent a lot of time with the Pleiadians – She had a lot of celebrities listed and where they were before they came to this Earth – Taking everything with lots of grains of salt – But the only person listed as coming from Orion and then the Pliades was Ian Anderson – the guiding force behind the Rock Band  Jethro Tull. I could live with that.

— I was six years old when the Brooklyn Dodgers won the 1955 World Series – The next year the Yankees beat them and as far as I’m concerned – there is absolutely nothing good about the Yankees – I call them the ‘New York Nahtzies’ when none of my friends who like them are anywhere they can hear me grumbling – The black and white on the monitor above the other one in the center of this selfie is our ‘Deer Cam’ ‘Security Camera’ – There was a white “Spirit Deer” among them when we first moved into this house in 2013 and our neighbour – Connie Pond – fed them so we kind of joined in and started tossing our four legged friends quite a lot of Whole Oats from the Farm Co-op store about 4 Kilometres from here.

— Dreams? —> I was probably five years old when I dreamed I was at a birthday party with Clarabell the Clown and most of the cast of the Howdy Doody Show – I thought it was my birthday party – and Jesus showed up, asked me if I would go with Him – I told Him my parents told me not to leave the yard { it was my Paternal Grandparents Yard where we had several yard parties every year – } Beginning of summer, July Birthdays – Labor Day – We also had cold weather winter parties inside their house. Jesus didn’t press and after He went away – Well – that left quite an impression on me and I spiritually kicked myself for years about not going with Him – but – when I was 21 years old, with a couple friends – we were at someone’s house who had a guest and the guest asked for volunteers to try a light trance regression – I volunteered – told the guy about that experience and he had me relax and when he was satisfied that I was relaxed enough he asked me to go back to that moment and asked what would have happened if I did go with Jesus – I saw the path through the woods behind my grandparents’ house and at the end the path there was this very white parabolic chute going up into the sky – We concluded that I would have been given a tour of Heaven and maybe a couple more of the Many Mansions I later heard about in Sunday School and other spiritual sources. & Oh – I had recently been ‘Christened’ in the Episcopal Church before I started Kindergarten on my fifth birthday and got my bum spanked in front of a lot of kids I’d never seen before that first day of school.

— That hypnotist also asked if there was anything else I wanted to check out while I was in that state – Well, yeah, —> When I was five years old, I’d already had a rough time getting to sleep when my parents put to bed. One night – I wasn’t quite asleep when I heard a voice ask me, “Do you know who I Am?” I answered, “Yes, you’re my Grandfather.” And he went on to say, “There is someone over here who believes you would make a pretty good writer in this life and if you say yes, some of the details you agreed to when you came into this life will be changed and He says you’ll probably like this path better -” I said, “Yes” and a couple years later thought I’d better get on the stick and start writing – I wrote a story about a dog and a rabbit who were best friends even if everybody told them they were supposed to be enemies – I wasn’t sure where that should go and I don’t believe I ever brought their relationship to any Hollywood movie type heroic conclusion, but when the hypnotist was guiding me back to that moment he asked me to describe the person who was talking to me – I looked around and saw my paternal grandmother’s Father – my great Great Grandfather – one of two I’d known in this life – and he was tall and thin and had his partially nicotine stained moustache, and he was wearing a light blue suit – { I got up and went into my parents’ bedroom and told them I’d just talked to grandpa and they told me I’d been dreaming and told me to go back to bed. I also saw a couple parades of white ghostly spirits floating over my head from the east side of the bedroom – and my sister – who shared that room with me before we were seven and nine years old {I was nine – she was seven ) She said she saw the parade too – we didn’t try to tell our parents – we didn’t want to get yelled at for not already being sound asleep.

— Lucid Dreams? – My first almost lucid dream came when I was asleep in a bed in a rented duplex on Baird Court in Stratford, Connecticut, USA. My father was raking leaves outside the window that was open and had screens in place. I thought each time he raked I was hearing a Frankenstein like monster dragging his feet coming toward me – I was probably six years old – something like that – but then somebody narrated a story about not so friendly beings who sucked the life out of people. In the dream somebody opened a closet door and there was a man wearing a grey suit with marks where someone had used a vacuum cleaner to suck the life out of him. He was dead. And didn’t look too good.

— Other not too comfortable dreams? I was standing in a dead landscape, no vegetation – just dead trees – and the ruins of an abandoned city were in the distance.  A bunch of slow moving people were limping toward me – many were missing one leg, some were missing one leg and one arm – and a comforting voice told me, “They cut off their limbs to feed the demons who promised them power-” and I got the distinct impression that it didn’t end well for them – and then I thought the person who told me why they were limping and hobbling along with crutches and not able to move very quickly – got me out of there and told me that we’d been on what was left of the planet Mars.

— Creepy things tried to scare me when I was in my early twenties, Sleeping in my parents’ home when the home I was sharing rent with several friends was degenerating fast – Three of us rented a house on East Broadway in Milford, Connecticut and somebody named Bill Clinton rented the house next door while he was attending Yale – i think Grad School – When he took time off to work on Joseph Lieberman’s campaign for office and sublet the house to one of the guys who’d moved into the house we started out as three and in a couple weeks there were ten people there and I had a night job and found people sleeping in my bed when I came home and one guy complained about me complaining with “I’m tired of being the low man on the totem pole around here -” anyway I was sleeping uneasily and trying to wake up – had a very vivid dream that a woman was standing next to the bed I was sleeping in – and she was wearing like an 1890’s dark violet-blue velvet dress – I couldn’t look up to see her face –  and a glove came up at the edge of the bed almost the same colour as that dress and waved six fingers at me – when I told my brother about that dream he made me watch the opening segment of a horror movie where a hand like that with six fingers came up out of a grave and was looking for something to grab on to and drag back down into the grave – My brother thought that was cool and couldn’t believe I’d never seen that opening bit for a running series of episodic horror features.

— But also – I saw what looked to me like Roman legions marching with their spears toward a crowd of people and were pushing them over a high cliff onto rocks below and a pleasant voice told me, “She tried to help the ‘Things’ in Atlantis fight for human rights and was killed by the military along with them – And she’s been a rebel ever since.”

— Other dreams before I started taking Raja Yoga {Spiritual Yoga} lessons – I saw page 258 of a book with minarets in the distance while I read the first line – and a voice told me “He should have read the book about the Moslem Mystics.” I found a copy of “The Sufis” by Idries Shah in a book store, opened it to page 258 – and yup – that was the book. I also found little books by Pir O Murshid Hazrat Inayat Khan in a used book store – and bought them, gave them to friends after I read them cover to cover and when I checked out the Yale and Dartmouth book stores I found a lot of books written by Idries Shah – Including a book of the sayings of Nasruddin – which were uplifting and even funny in places.

 

Aeslynne, Stargazing

– “Aeslynne – Early Spring Night – Star Gazing” –

— In my next instalment, I’ll probably try to explain the game world I spent more than ten years trying to build – where I was guaranteed to have been grandfathered for life – but a change of management  and the new people didn’t think they had to honour that – Grumble grumble grumble – Shrug – ehhhh-

— I wanted to build a computer game where all kinds of players could have fun and didn’t have to kill every thing in sight to prosper and earn themselves a good time and probably even learn things in the process. So of course the Beedy Grastards in this world couldn’t allow that to happen.

— “I have learned this from Philosophy – that I do out of choice what others do only out of fear of the Law -‘ I think that’s a quote from Aristotle – look it up. it may be a loose quote, modernized or whatever.

— And while I’m at it – Let me post my friend, Doug’s poll : Don’t try to enter anything in the following poll – it’s copied and pasted and I do not believe the original poll is still available to see how much of a minority opinion – or not – you hold:

 

Doug's Poll

– “Poll created by Doug Otterson – the computer Security guy.” –

— Like I said, don’t try to click on anything – that image above has been copied and pasted and is not the original poll.

— Hang in there –

~~~~~ Jim

– Near Lucid Dreams –

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-Edited = Sunday, January 26th, 2025 – -21˚C / -6˚F —> Dark & “Fair” @ 07:05 am in Atlantic Canada on Catherine Ednie’s Birthday 🙂 – {{ Happy Birthday, kid- }}

-Xhyrean + Jessicka In Her Early 20s-"

– “Xhyrean – With Jessicka { In her Early Twenties ) – Exploring the safe Parallel World he discovered that they called the “New Earth” -” –

— (( The Game World I spent more than ten years designing —> With the name “Aerendel” that I first used in 1973 after reading the Lord of the Rings trilogy in two weeks my first time through it – where I was transported into Tolkien’s world – to the point where I could hear the bugs and birds chirping and peeping in the forests and almost couldn’t recognize my hand when I turned the pages }}

— Xhyrean has no idea how old he is, he was recruited by an Ascended Master and whisked off to a planet that hovers on the line between portals between the Material, Astral, and Causal Universes – and his ‘boss’ who sometimes appears as a fourteen feet tall pure bright white being with wings, and sometimes appears as a normal-ish six feet tall ‘humanoiod’ – won’t tell Xhyrean who he is – says Xhyrean already knows who he is and has had bits of his memory blocked by traumatic events. that he will overcome – and remember everything – But until then, his ‘boss’ sends him into various Earth Like Parallel worlds and dimensions where he aged into dimentia after about sixty years, was rescued and regenerated and told that he’ll have to learn to regenerate himself – which he barely managed to do the next time he aged to the point where he was all aches and pains – and because he keeps being sent to worlds where time passes differently – he thinks he’s about 350 years old and feels like a late teenager most of the time –

—Xhyrean rescued Jessicka as a 16 year old about to be raped and probably murdered by a monster commanding a legion of monsters that jumped from world to world and killed and raped everything in sight – and nearly died in the process – but jumped through a portal his boss probably sent him and landed in a world where Elves lived in a cavern for safety and their leader was training young Elves how to use the laws of higher dimensions to heal people and animals they saved from certain death – where it took Xhyrean and the Elves six months to heal him to the point where he could see another wild portal and jump through it to bring Jessicka back home where her parents heard her story and were convinced that she’d had a psychotic break and threw her out of their house – { Wonderful, Enlightened Bostonians, they were. }

— Jessicka walked down the steps of their brownstone where Xhyrean was waiting and suddenly grew to eight feet tall with very angelic white wings, picked her up and flew away. Her parents almost died of heart attacks on the spot.

— They eventually found their way to a parallel world where the vibrations were high enough to activate latent DNA to the point where Jessicka began to grow a little more almost imperceptibly and her ears grew points –  (( <— That is the short synopsis of the ending of one of my unpublished novels, “Llyn Ellyn / Deep Water Still Runs” — Jessicka spends a lot of time hoping and praying that Xhyrean, who saved her life and brought her to a world where the locals don’t like her – the young women are afraid their boy friends will dump them to court Jessicka as soon as Xhyrean dies – and Jessicka has been assigned to tend to his wounds and fully believes that the dreams he tells her about —> including his encounters with his ‘Ascended Master’ boss – are symptoms of what her psychiatrist father snarled and described as, “the fantasies of a dying mind very near the end of life.-” when she came home from school with a library book on the subject of ‘Near Death Experiences’. She cried a lot. {{{ & When it looked like Xhyrean wasn’t going to die the Elves’ leader – a Woman named Drahanna – convinced Xhyrean and Jessicka – when she was sixteen and maybe seven months old – that they better get married to keep the young women in that place from doing something desperate, like poisoning her so their boyfriends won’t keep believing they could seduce the exotic person from ‘somewhere outside their protected community’. }}} Xhyrean whispered that as long as they didn’t consummate the marriage after the Elvish ceremony she could get their marriage annulled – all they had to do was find a Catholic Priest who believed that they’d been taken to another planet and forced to get married and had no intention of consummating that – Good luck with that? }}

~~~~~ Jim

Thursday – January 23, 2025 – 6 Weeks of back mail arrived today. –

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Edited -Thursday – January 23rd, 2025 – -9˚C / +16˚F & very light snow is falling @ 4:30 pm in “Souff-Western New Brunswick” – Yesterday was Cousin Kathy Conroy’s Birfday. –

- 4:15 pm - Very Light Snow Falling on 'Deer Hill' -

– “Very Light Snow Falling On Deer Hill” = 4:15 pm January 23rd, 2025 –

— It just took me almost two hours to set up an iMac -Take a Photo –  find all the USB cables I needed to connect an older iPhone to the USB A on my iMac … Because The almost New iPhone in the other room wasn’t quite all the way plugged into its USB C charger cable and drained instead of charging overnight – I think I have maybe five or six different USB iPhone Charging cables and the things that plug into a wall socket to charge the danged phones. 3 different ‘generations’ of charger schnarr for two older phones that no longer have the chips they’d need to consider themselves phones – they’re just auxiliary  cameras these days. And I almost sent this iMac back to the company I bought it from because the danged computer kept crashing in the middle of a sentence when I was typing away. It has 32 GB of RAM and couldn’t handle fifteen page stories? – other than that – It’s got 2560 by 1440 Pixels available for its monitor, which isn’t bad… And it was in “Like New” condition and had been refurbished. Maybe I should have asked why it needed to refurbished. Maybe I got a clinically depressed iMac – cheap enough – but —>

— So, Anyway – Today – around 1:15 pm Atlantic Time – And I never realized that New Brunswick, Nova Scotia, P.E.I. and part of Quebec were an hour ahead of Eastern Time before I got here – I’m not sure about Labrador, but Newfoundland is another half hour ahead of those of us in the Atlantic Time area of the ‘Maritimes’ – that would make it about an hour and a half ahead of New England, New York, the US East Coast, Most of Quebec and all of Ontario and – I remember Illinois and Wisconsin being in the Central Time Zone, Colorado’s in the Mountain Time Zone, and California, Oregon, Washington State, Sometimes Arizona, maybe Nevada, and British Columbia are in the Pacific Time Zone – Alaska’s on its own – an hour behind California, and Arizona became Anal Retentive and wouldn’t agree to accept Daylight Saving Time – { And wouldn’t Celebrate Martin Luther King Jr Day, either – Wait until they get to the Pearly Gates and see all the African American ex-slaves standing their telling them to step out of line and go into the examination rooms where they’ll have to bend over and spread their cheeks and have a half robotic gray alien probe and chip them somewhere where it will probably hurt for at least a century and a half unless they volunteer to come back down here and spend a couple lives as a minority slave – property of monsters who make Simon LeGree look like an an angelic boy scout. } { Okay, I’m trying to be Perceptive, non-Judgmental. }

— Um, back on topic – { Clears his throat } – Um, today, around 1:15 pm – the mail person delivered about six weeks of mail that was probably sitting in half a dozen places, waiting for the Canadian Postal Workers to get their human rights back. Even Taylorists tell their students that “if You treat your employees like they’re decent human beings, and realize that ‘Beedy Grastards’ get what they deserve – You wouldn’t have to worry about waking up one morning to learn that the people you thought you could convince to work their tails off for starvation wages and indecent working conditions { Verbal abuse, sexual harassment, Blatant Racism, Sexism, et cetera – } have formed a Union and gone out on strike. Tyrants don’t do so well in the real history of life on this planet – at least since the Glactic Federaion of Light began monitoring things and watching the planet and everybody on it go through these cyclical growing pains….

— So anyway – Have a nice life – come see me when you feel like your head is exploding because you suddenly realize that those of us who’ve been telling you that you’ve been believing the wrong set of lies for at least the last 20,000 years – were telling the truth.

— Namaste – Douglas Jay Otterson —

— { Copied and pasted by Jim Wellington } —

Wednesday – January 8th, 2025 —> -6˚C / +20˚F with a snow shower @ 1:34 pm Atlantic Time in Atlantic Canada –

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– Wednesday, January 8th, 2025 = -6˚C / +20˚F & snowing lightly in Atlantic Canada @ 1:34 pm Atlantic Time – On my Cousin Rick’s Birthday –

- iMiJ -

– “A clean Desk is a sure symptom of a Sick Mind” 🙂 – I tried to smile, one of my favourite cousins keeps accusing me of never smiling. –

— Yesterday I was overwhelmed by the amount of both positive and Not so Positive information blasting into my mind, and Soul? – I felt like I was going to be sick and went back to bed after the love of my life came home from work – She’s been working on Vancouver Time since a landslide blocked a west coast river and the salmon that ‘First Nations’ {{ Canadian Version of ‘Native Americans’ }} depend on for their food could not get up that river to lay their eggs and feed the people { and Bears } who depend on them. – It’s her job to get things going in situations like this to make sure the right people are contacted to make emergencies go away. She hasn’t been appreciated by morons that would rather hire idiots from the Department of Defence up here & give them jobs that they are not qualified to fill and haven’t a clue about how to do things within the laws they’re supposed to respect and obey – She will retire in six months and the stupidity she’s had to put up with will be somebody else’s problem. I conked right out and woke up at three something am ( Atlantic time – that’s like 2 am Eastern Time } – with a definite feeling like the dark side had tried to blast me with a strong message that their side had won and there was nothing anybody could do to stop a new dark age from beginning and turning us all into slaves of their evil intentions.

— I woke all the way up, feeling like I was almost positive that some evil idiotic dark force had tried to convince me with a forceful lie. I turned my head and could not see the person I never felt comfortable calling anything as two dimensional and limiting as ‘my wife’ – sleeping next to me. I thought maybe she’d fallen asleep on the couch and got up, walked to the living room, & Nope, she wasn’t there – walked back down the hall and there she was – sound asleep and nice and warm under several blankets.

— I plunked down in a recliner in the living room, watched an episode of the least obnoxious Disney Channel offering I could find – and then felt brave and went to YouTube and watched a couple shorts and an interview with somebody who’s posted the most positive, hopeful forecasting video blog posts I’ve stumbled across. & It looked like she’d been blasted by negative energy yesterday too – and her take was that what hit us is like the last gasp of a very scared dark side that knows it’s losing all its power over us and wants to convince us that our efforts to create a positive future for the human race are in vain.

— I fell asleep and dreamed I was somebody in Los Angeles next August – a younger guy whose girl friend was worried because her younger brother had gotten hold of an app with his ‘Smart Phone’ that allowed him to teleport and she was afraid he’d teleported himself somewhere he couldn’t get back from – We both download that app and tried it out and found that it was full of glitches, We tried to teleport from ‘my’ apartment to her family home and she got there in 2014, and I got there in 2025 – She told me her family house, which had been repainted in 2017 was back to its old colour scheme, white with light blue trim and shutters. and instead of the mailbox on the porch, there was an RFD mailbox at the edge of the driveway. My Smart phone told me I was five feet South of her but she couldn’t see me. Our Phones had no problem connecting to each other’s phones. I asked her to check her time and date. She said she’d entered what I’d entered, and she was there at 1:15 pm August 3rd, 2014 – and said she knew she’d entered “2025” – I tried again to get to her, reprogrammed the app’s coordinates and popped back in time and told her I’d ended up south of the RFD mailbox on March 8th, 2014, at 11:15 am.  I suggested that she take at least four steps north so when I tried to correct the settings on my smart phone I wouldn’t try to materialize inside her. { I had an iPhone, she had an Android phone } She said “okay,” – I entered the corrected information and got to her side a couple seconds before she realized I was there –

— We saw smoke and realized a wildfire was coming down a hill about half a mile up the street.

— She called her brother, woke him up, told him to look out his window, he did, and he said something like “Holy Shit!” She told him to get dressed and grab his evacuation kit.

— She called the fire department and told them about the wild fire coming toward her family home, gave them the address and heard the person who’d answered her call say, “How the hell could you be calling twice at the same time, from the same caller ID?” She shrugged, said, “I have no idea.”

— We walked to the front porch and waited. Her brother came out onto the porch with a soft fabric suitcase that was bulging with a change of clothes and snack food and his laptop computer. We could see him, he couldn’t see us. He was eleven years younger than she thought he would be.

— I whispered in her ear that we must have teleported into a parallel world.

— Her brother looked around in a panic, said, “Where the hell are you?”

— I blurted out, “We came from the future, we must be cloaked.”

— Her brother looked like he went into shock, his mouth was moving, but he couldn’t say a word.

— His sister hugged him, said, “I’m right here-”

— He relaxed, said, “I can feel that – wow.”

— I Hugged them both, said a silent prayer and tried to program my iPhone to teleport us to where I thought I had been on August 8th, 2014. and we teleported to a sign that said Laguna Beach. we Walked to my old pickup truck with its pickup cap that would halve been locked, but I still had a key for it – I texted my old phone number and used a pseudonym to tell my younger self that I was his uncle and asked where he was,

— My younger self texted back, said he was at Laguna Beach { I don’t even know if that is a real place or something I made up } and he’d just broken up with Debby, my girlfriend back then, { she broke up with me like in December of that year. }

— I texted him back, said, “Get to your future wife’s house right now and save her life -” and gave him the address of the house that was in danger of going up in flames.

— My 2025 girlfriend, Her brother, me, – we climbed into the back of the pickup truck and closed the back door to the pickup cap. And we hid there.

— My younger self came running and jumped into his truck, started the engine and drove like a maniac out of that parking lot. I think it took him about twenty minutes to drive to he address I gave him and he parked north of the RFD Mail Box, that my girlfriend thought should have taken at least 45 minutes, in extremely light traffic. My younger self was dodging and sliding in and out of anything but light traffic.

— My Girlfriend’s brother quietly opened the back of the pickup cap and jumped out, walked up beside my younger self.

— A traffic control cop walked up to them and said “Who are you and why did you cross our police line?”

— My younger self said, “What Police line, I didn’t see any police line.” –  And my girlfriend’s brother pointed to his home said, “I live here.”

— A Fire Marshall or chief came over and told the cop, “It’s under control, weirdest thing I ever heard of, our switchboard got two calls at once from the same number and when we recorded them one of those calls was time stamped in the year 2025.

— The cop turned to my girlfriend’s brother, said, “We knocked on your door and nobody was home.”

— Her brother laughed, “Of course not – I was down the street at a friend’s house.” He patted my younger self’s back.

— My girlfriend’s younger self showed up driving a Miata  and pulled into the driveway, jumped out and watched the fire fighters putting out the embers while smoke and steam rose at least three hundred yards away –

— The Fire Marshal watched my girlfriend’s younger self walk up to her brother and hug him, and say, “I tried to call you, you didn’t answer -”

— The Fire Marshall asked my girlfriend’s younger self, “You live here?”

— She nodded.

— “You were one of the two calls we got saying this house was in danger from a wild fire?”

— She nodded and said, “Yeah, I was at work –  I had a weird feeling and checked our security cameras and saw the smoke and called the emergency number.”

— The Fire Marshall asked, “Can you show me your phone?”

— She nodded, had her phone in her hand, showed it to him.

— He nodded, “Okay – that’s today’s date. Our Switchboard reported two simultaneous calls from the same phone number, one of them had today’s time stamp the other was time stamped ‘2025’-”

— She looked very confused, shook her head, said, “I can’t do that -”

— “Both callers gave the same name and they tested the voice prints and they matched.”

— She shook her head, “Beats the hell out of me -”

— The 2025 me and my 2025 girlfriend quietly climbed out of the back of my old pickup truck and closed the cap and could not see ourselves reflected in the pickup’s highly polished paint job.

— My younger self was gazing at my girlfriend’s younger self in shock.

— My girlfriend’s younger self turned to my younger self and laughed, asked her brother, “Who’s your friend?”

— Her brother shrugged.

— My younger self showed them his iPhone with the message I’d sent claiming to be his uncle, that told him that he had to go to that address to save his future wife’s life.

— My Girlfriend’s younger self laughed, shook her head, asked, “Who’s your uncle?”

— My younger self shrugged, shook his head, “I have no idea -”

— She laughed, blushed, hugged him and kissed his cheek.

— He blushed and kissed her cheek.

— She shook her head, smiled at him and said, “I don’t think things could get any weirder today,” sighed and shook her head again, “So – Why don’t you give us a ride down town and hit my favourite taco stand and buy my brother and me the cheapest and best first date food I can imagine..”

— My 2025 girlfriend put her arm around my shoulders, kissed me and said, “Well, That’s different -”

—Her brother picked up the suitcase he’d left on the lawn near the RFD mailbox and tried to put it in the back of the pickup, but the door was locked.

— My younger self unlocked the back door to the cap and let him put the suitcase in the back –  then closed the door and checked to be sure it locked itself.

— My younger self walked to the pickup’s passenger’s door, unlocked and opened it –  my younger girlfriend climbed in and sat sideways – like between the front bucket seats, Her brother climbed in and my younger self closed the door. He walked around. opened his door, climbed in, pointed to his floor shift, blushed, said, “Uh, if I have to shift, – Um, I won’t be trying to get fresh with you.”

— She blushed, giggled, “Oh darn, I hoped this was going to be more fun than I’ve had in ages.”

— My younger self blushed and started the engine, shifted into reverse, backed up, stopped, shifted again, did a cub to curb turn and drove around invisible me and my invisible girlfriend.

— My invisible girlfriend programmed her phone and hugged me and teleported us to a house on the beach that I’d never seen before, moved a flower pot, picked up a key, moved the flowerpot back in place, and walked to the back door, where I could see our reflections in the glass upper part of the door. She smiled, “I’m too tired to try to teleport back to 2025 – if anything goes wrong, I think I’ll just collapse and cry helplessly – ”

— I nodded.

— Once we were inside, she looked around, smiled, “My parents said they were going to give me this beach house as a wedding present, but when I broke my engagement to the asshole I almost married, they sold the place to some Hollywood newcomer -” She had us pose, took a selfie of the two of us kissing and walked to a colour printer, plugged her phone into a laptop’s USB and downloaded the photo, printed it and left it on the printer. with the 2025 time stamp plainly visible, laughed, “Let them try to figure that one out – and she raided the refrigerator, made us sandwiches, made some coffee, and we plunked down and ate them, turned on the television and watched the news.We both fell asleep and woke up around ten o’clock pm. She turned the television off and turned the radio on and we heard the opening music to ‘Coast To Coast AM.’

— I did not recognize the programme’s host. as he said, “You’re not going to believe this, we got a call just a few minutes ago from a first responder and listen to this, – “Hello – who am I speaking with”

— “Hello- Thanks for taking my call, My name is Anthony Rodriguez – I’m a switchboard operator at the Los Angeles County Emergency call line, and we got two simultaneous calls from the same phone number today – both with the same voice, and we record all our calls, I got one call and Carrie Holiway got the other one – the same voice gave us the same address and in slightly different words told us that a wild fire was roaring down a hill in North Los Angeles and threatening her house and possibly her brother’s life – we relayed the information to the appropriate fire station and they dispatched every truck they had, they got there and put the fire out before it reached any of the houses on that street. And when we looked at the calls that were automatically logged in and time stamped, they both had the same time and day, but one of them had this year’s time and date stamp and the other one was date stamped in 2025.”

— The host laughed, “So I guess Los Angeles will still be here in 2025, right?”

— “By God, I hope so – And another thing – these weird looking guys with government I.D.s showed up, and told us this never happened and we wouldn’t remember it anyway and tried to do something that I guess was supposed to wipe our memories, but it didn’t work – A friend of mine blamed their equipment failure on today’s solar flares -”

— The host asked, “Were there solar flares today? We didn’t hear anything about that – Usually we get a call from one of our regular spies at the State agency that keeps their eyes and ears peeled for solar flare activity -”

— The caller sounded like he laughed a nervous laugh, “All I know I my friend told me there were solar flares today, and I believed him.”

— “Well, we’ll have to look into that, won’t we? Thank you so much for calling.”

= = = = =

— I woke up around nine am and felt a lot better, a lot more optimistic than when I drifted off into sleep – Best Guess? That dream might have taken fifteen minutes or less – But it felt like I’d spent five or six hours believing I was that guy interacting with his girl friend in Los Angeles, where, by the way, I have never been in this life –

 

~~~~~ Jim

Happy Holidays!

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– Wednesday, December 25th, 2024 – -8˚C / +17˚F = Cloudy, with traces of flurries still falling @ 01:04 am Atlantic Time in New Brunswick, Canada.

Security Cam Photo @ 00:11 am 12/25/2024

-“00:11 am December 25, 2024 + Security Camera Monitor Photo” –

— Security Camera Monitor photo taken at eleven minutes after midnight – The weather app said “Cloudy” – but we’re still getting light flurries. – The “LST 651” on the top right, sitting on the shelf above the monitor – was one of several my father made using plastic cut to size and needle point with yarn, and a lot of four letter ‘magic words’ that turned the air blue every time he missed a stitch or made any other kind of mistakes in the process. He made a bunch of them for the reunion of his World War II shipmates on the LST he served on in the Pacific, including Okinawa, where he ferried a lot of Marines ashore, piloting smaller landing craft back and forth under heavy fire, during the horribly messy fighting there – and we know a lot of those Marines never came back. His needle point LSTs were center pieces on tables where the survivors sat for dinner at their reuinion that year, which was probably one of the last reunions that group had.  { Not exactly the happiest thing to post on a Holiday that supposedly celebrates life and spiritual salvation for us earthbound humans, even if the holiday replaced a Roman Holiday that didn’t exactly celebrate wonderful Christian values. But then – too much of what we hear these days coming from supposedly wonderfully religious Christian mouths isn’t exactly wonderfully spiritually uplifting stuff that Christ let Himself be tortured and killed to spread to the world as a message of encouragement and hope – ya think?)

"our Christmas Tree and presents"

-“Our Christmas Tree this year, and the modest presents beneath and/or around it.”-

— We haven’t exactly felt like celebrating anything in the last couple Holiday seasons, but this year when Cathi thought we should do something a little more cheerful for ourselves and to hopefully spread cheer to her daughter and her daughter’s husband – I said that I could probably afford a small artificial tree that we wouldn’t be allergic to and she said, “No-” she knew we had something already that would fit the theme and yeah, it even had small LED lights in place and she had a couple ornaments with special meaning to her that made their way onto the tree and we didn’t go crazy getting each other presents, but we did more than enough to keep the spirit glowing.

— I have no idea how this is going to format when I push the ‘Publish” button, so I’ll stop here and see how it looks.

~~~~~ Jim