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Hi Everyone, The blog is about my adventures in the avatar world that surrounds us. Hopefully, there are take away for you in reading the blog. Enjoy! David Alan Bartholomew Phillip Hallsted
Thursday, October 22, 2020
Golem Attacks to stop the Human Race
Sunday, May 12, 2019
Black Hole Stakeout in the Tree Galaxy
At the Marin Circle Pokemon gym, the level 5 raid catch was dismal. Out of spite, the avatar of the day deleted the one that was caught to show defiance for interference with the other missed attempts.
I move around the circle to the Pokemon stops to do inventory and cleanup when the Dark One started to talk to me.
"So how does it feel to fail?"
"What do you mean?"
"Three were lost and you threw away your own. Hmm?"
"You will not figure it out, nor will you find me."
"Oh, I have a pretty good ideas where you are."
In the record, in my dreams, I staked out the black hole the Dark One leaves and enters.
The goal is to prevent the Dark one's events versus react to his events.
The picture's flames were from my body and within my view of the stakeout.
In the record, I have come to understand that our galaxy is a Tree galaxy. The cone of the black hole was made of tree circle that grew out of the original tree that was the black hole. I will be doing more on the lives of tree to help explain that trees have a soul.
To open the record I had to force his hand on my hand to open it. In the record, we all have to work together. It's an all or nothing affair.
Thursday, November 22, 2018
The Cutter: His Blade
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I gripped the Cutter's blade to make a hole in the high pressure trap we are under.
Quote: "We are learning. We freed those who wanted salvation. We made safe those who wanted to stay." Fire maidens.
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It's Friday the 16th, and there was an unnatural high pressure trapping all the Camp Fire smoke in the Bay Area. It was planned to rain a week ago, but failed. Now I must act.
At my desk, I opened the record of Ibol cutting my finger. In that record, I saw the knife that cut me, the Cutter's knife and remarked,
"That was a mistake."
I griped the Box size knife as Bart placed his hand on top off my hand. In front of me I saw the western states. I plunged the knife into the high pressure zone. Together we cut a line from the high pressure trap to Sedona, AZ.
In the record, even though the Camp Fire was well planned, no one expected the Dark one to use the smoke against us. Though in retrospect he did do the blob. Once cut, the pressure had to lower due to the ruptured high pressure wall.
In the record, once touched always in touch applied to the knife that cut me. I know how the Cutter works, the one that has cut so many.
Friday, December 29, 2017
Ubol's World - A Meeting with Smiley
Quote: "A big thanks goes out to Ubol for sparing his life, which allowed access to the chess board." Marty, a Gray Folk
Ubol called a meeting of the governors of her home planet.
Her Guard,a GBS, Gorgeous Black Sisterhood, whispered in her ear.
"My Lady, we need to go and prepare."
Ubol raised her hand to silence her,"We are not done."
"Arton, how is the Earth tree growth in your providence?"
"Slow, my Demon, we have not the soil you have in your land."
"Have you not tilled the animal dung into the soil to break it down?"
"Yes, but we need more rain."
"It will be done."
"And you Tygao, have..."
A loud cough from Ubol splatter purple internal organ on the rock table.
In slow motion, her head descended to the table as Ubol glimpsed of a smile she does not recognize.
"Pop." the guard and her disappeared.
The next day, at the reconvened governors meeting, all praised her recovery.
"Praise the almighty Succubus who survived the giants."
As she sat, Ubol place an empty corked flask on the table in front of her.
"Yes, my people, I survived the attack of the dark giants and found our traitor."
All were hushed with shocked as three different people spoke.
"Surely, my Succubus, no one would dare betray you.
"It would be the death of them.
"Who would be that stupid...hahaha."
"You would."
Instantly, many hands flew out of Ubol chest to pin the traitor to the wall behind him.
Ubol grabbed the flask as she stepped on the rock table and walked to the fallen chair.
"Spare me, I did not do this. It was him. He..."
Ubol place her left finger on his lips, "I just want to talk to him."
She placed her right hand over his face and reached with her thoughts to extract the smiley one. Upon the coward, a face of the smiley appeared.
"How may I serve you?"
"Release him."
"You think you own him. He is mine."
"Then I will find you."
"Hahaha...you simple fool. You cannot defeat me."
"I don't intend to."
While they talked, a many hands placed the flask in her right palm. Ubol quickly, uncorked the flask and sucked the smiley one into the flask and corked it. The coward slumped to the ground as she signaled aid for the unconscious.
Ubol handed the corked flask to the GBS guard to take to her potions room for analysis.
"Do not break the flask or I will have to extract him out of you"
"Yes my lady."
In the record, when the Blue Dragon was rescued from the Blob,
Ubol found one of her people on the main altar of energy extractions.
Since then she searched for the person who had abducted her
people. Her plan was to make him show himself by almost dying. Since Ubol was a part of me when I did the many hands, she now has that ability.
In the record while looking at the record, I was able to trace the Ubol line with Smiley back to his location. In the vision, I see a circular table with many worlds drawn on it. In each world, there are one or more clay figurines. He used the figurine as voodoo dolls to control the folks he possessed. I see the blob world with a burnt "X" on it with a broken figurine on its circle.
At first I only see, a half of the table. I expand my sight and see a circular table. I expand my sight again and see an finite table of worlds in front and back. Then I see the Dark One off in the distance. A wave appeared as the timeline was pulled to block my vision. Another wave appeared, but I reply back.
"Sorry, it's my line now."
"Wreeeeeench...BONG!"
A tear of the line occurred to allow his escape back to his black hole.
In the record, I got a glimpse of the chess table of worlds he controlled. I examine it again, and the Gray folk, Bartholomew, takes over my body. His eyes, my eyes, see the multitude of lines connect to each world chess piece.
"CLAP, CLAP"
In the record, the hand claps were extremely loud, like real loud. The claps sent an energy wave across the green ocean we all live in. The record is now gone and with him. I asked him a few questions.
"Does the chess board relate to Pandora's box."
"Yes it does."
"Do I get to see it."
"It's in the box."