Friday, February 25, 2011

Thrown For A Loop ...

Hello Folks,


On the 6 August 1945 ... just after 8:15 AM ...Paul Tibbets looks back from the cockpit of the Enola Gay ... and gets a sense of the destruction he has wrought ... little does he realize what has happened though ... his plane and crew have bounced momentarily through a portal he has just created into 1947 New Mexico at another portal in the Gallinas Mountains ... the bounce lasts nanoseconds in 1945 ... it lasts almost 4 weeks in 1947 ...


... the bounce was caused by the instant splits of 200,000 people in the Hiroshima area who were killed or critically injured by the blast ... the sheer simultaneous quantum energy of the splits coupled with, and against, the quantum energy of the blast caused the bounce ...


... to 1947 New Mexico ...on the evening of the 5 July 1947 ... the Enola Gay suddenly appears in a massive thunderstorm ... it has not yet dropped the bomb ... but the Enola Gay has appeared at exactly that moment ... being rejected by 200,000 souls in Hiroshima ... the bomb drops in the New Mexico country side ... not far from Corona, NM ...


.... within seconds the Enola Gay's starboard engine is hit by lightning ... the engine explodes and comes clear of the plane and falls ... the plane lurches to the starboard side and goes into an immediate dive ... it is in a death spiral in flames .... the plane breaks apart at the aft door and the tail section separates ...


... the bomb lands in a field ... it does not explode ... it does not explode because the field is at an elevation of 4600 feet ... the bombs barometric trigger was set to 1500 feet ... it slides along for one or two seconds ... shimmers and disappears .... along with the plane and it's separated engine .... the tail piece shimmers but stays and crashes into the ground a number of miles away from the 'bomb' site ...


... there are crew trapped in the tail section ... they and the tail section are spread across a finite area of another field .... because the tail section and the crew are from the multiverse ... and not of the 1947 world ... they shimmer .. appear as almost liquid metal ... one second it looks like a dish ...the next a VW beetle ... the crew appear amorphous ... no features .... grey ... sexless ...


... it is Paul Tibbets own split with what he has done that has trapped them here ... only his reconciliation of this guilt will allow the tail-piece and crew to return completely to 1945 ... that happens when Tibbets is finally convinced that his actions actually brought an early end to the war ...  and saved thousands of lives on both sides ...


... somewhere ... right now ...  in a hanger in Dayton, Ohio ... and somewhere in Area 51 ... wooden crates and cryogenic cylinders contain ... absolutely nothing ...


... because the tail-piece and the crew were stranded in 1947 ... this set up a wicked multiverse loop ... the Enola gay and crew continually bounce from a 1945 multiverse, after bombing a multiverse Hiroshima, to a 1947 universe ... a wicked loop someone in 2011 (and earlier) was aware of ... because of the existence of the facility in Dunken ...


... of course we all know what happened when the bomb debris field and the tail-piece section were found ... it became known as the Roswell UFO Incident ... and we can now understand why ...


... when I stopped the gun from firing allowing the Enola Gay to drop the bomb ... that terminated the mission and therefore the multiverse loop ... and thus the texts from 'Phil S', Tibbets and Amelia .... I am sure the many multiverse versions of Hiroshima can now relax knowing that the terror has ended ...


... but what about pump jacks, wind turbines, underground caverns, a B-29 that lands locally and Amelia flying it out ... the Dunken facility ... what about all that ... well I thought you would never ask .. the Alei.a.n. Hunter and his trusty black horse have one more thing to say ...


To quote from verse 2222 of the Krome Koan,


' ... imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were ... but without it we go nowhere ...




The Ale i.a.n. Hunter

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