new chapter: 2½ ; 2⅓: Another new life

New chapter: 2 ½: A new life part 1

This time; it was fun; in the hospital. I made lasting friendships. That doesn't usually happen. Since I never knew anybody my age; who stayed the same age; unlike my mysterious family; I wanted to keep these new people; in my life. I took a lot of classes; one major concept; at a time; One sub-concept (I mean the tiniest element at the tippy top of the pointiest iceberg) about, ... :

(In random order)

🙋‍♀️ "Social Skills 1: A Beginner's journey: How to Make, and to Keep friends" ;

🙋‍♀️ "Beginner's Social Graces 1: Learning How to be Positive, Polite, Calm, and the right amount of Sweet" ;

🙋‍♀️"Positive Coping Skills 1: A Beginner's Guide to Getting Through Situations, in a Healthy Way" ;

🙋‍♀️"A New Groovy Way To Have Fun With Learning First Edition, 1977: An Easy to Understand jive, for Weee Tiinnyyy Ttottss." (It was just the title; that was complicated and silly)

🙋‍♀️"Journaling for the Newest Members of Society; No Matter Your Age; We Custom Fit; The Lessons With You. A Beginner's First Foray; Into Keeping Track Of Ideas; Events; And More"!

🙋‍♀️"Social Graces For Beginners: 1: book 1: How to Quickly and Politely Quit a Conversation; When; The Following things Happen: ...,".

🙋‍♀️"Learning to be Creative; and to Work Well; with Others, Vol. 1 : ...: Book 1 : ...: Chapter 1: ... Paragraph 1: ...: Sentence 1 ... "

(Well; at 5 years old; and Knowing a bunch of languages and dialects; from Lucy Tutoring me; I was grateful; for someone; to go slowly; over one detail at a time; instead of high school pace). Even so; this was ridiculously simple, and it took Forever; Yet; I never aged a minute. Neither did my hospital classmates. We got to know each other quite well‼️

Speaking of taking a bunch of (What should have been) 9-month-long courses; each at a baby snail's or baby sloth's speed; It took forever to get it all done. Every workbook; lasted for at least; 10 "normal" years straight; even with the "weekends; holidays; and vacation" days canceled. I worked "every day": One book at a time. 1⅕ of a page; lasted five weeks; as the pages were jam-packed with information; and things to do. Even some adults use these books this slowly; to get each thing into a healthy habit. The thing is; they tend to have 3 or 4 different classes a day; so that; they can master more than one thing at a time. Or, sometimes adults have different study groups. I'm skipping ahead; to tell you; about all of this adult stuff. Here's an example; from when I was much much older; in real-time: Once; after we spent years fine-tuning our more complicated skills; we were handed a big smile face; with a simple caption. Then the people gave their pitch; like we were 2 years old; instead of well great grandmothers and to 30 somethings.

🙋‍♀️back to that eternity; of being only 5 years old; I was so well versed in everything; I was able to help other people; in my "down" time".

Even though; someone stopped time; for everyone all over; we still aged and matured normally. We had our circadian rhythms; or internal clocks; after all. I don't know why someone was controlling the calendar and external wall clock time. It made no sense. The time still elapsed as it always did. We grew up; to our full heights. It was a drag; for people; who didn't have interesting people; to talk to them; all this time.

How do the "mystics" think; that they are controlling time? Whatever they were doing; did shatter the space-time whatever it was. I have a long name for something that's also called, "time tinkering".

Well; as I said; I was able to become an expert; in all of those books. I was helping other people; too.

I also had the same bedroom; as before this; as the hospital; was just downstairs; somewhere or other.

I've had the same bedroom; no matter where I go.

How'd They Done That?

How'd They Done That?

- I have credited a couple of Artists for this; Most extensively for Melissa Etheridge's "cover", of The Staples Singers' Song, "I Know A Place; I'll Take You There"

My musings :

Well, we looked in the mirrors

We looked at each other

What we saw

Didn't match

I looked very young and thin

in the mirrors

I looked old and worn

when I saw my reflection

in her glasses.

The glasses enlarged the

pupils in her eyes

She looked like a 50

year-old person

when we stood

in front of the

mirrors

She looked like a

teething tot

How can this be?

How can this be?

I felt very young

when I was listening

to the teacher

When I got

up to go home

I felt old and limp

I often felt like

I was shrinking

and then growing

What is happening

What is happening

I love to sit

here in class

I feel so cute and lively

I know the answers

we've been

here forever

What

What

I'm glad I know

how to cope‼️

I don't think I

can take this

anymore ‼️

I'm so old

I'm still going

to beginner's classes

after all this time

All the clocks

throughout the island

say 8:15 am

September 1st, 1977

How can this be?

When will it end?

Suddenly, it was over forever.

I was 5 again; full-time; going through regular time.

End new chapter 2 ½

new chapter: 2 ⅓: Another new life part 2

Oh‼️

Fortunately; I retained my memories; from all of that studying, and using "new" skills.

Since time stood still; people didn't think to eat, drink,...

We bathed in saved river water; several times a day. We knew; to filter out former humans, and other animals; although; we didn't know; who or what those brightly colored things were. We also didn't know; that we were duplicated; every time; we touched one droplet of special water. Those were our own "counterparts". They were new versions of us. That's some water.

After completing the hospital "one lone nanosecond" tenure; when on the last "real day" the time tinkering people; could not control our "Tiny Tot" environment; any longer; I was ready to collapse.

I spent more time in the hospital. This time; I was allowed to age with the time. It was great; like when I first started the first class. I was a regular person; with hunger; and everything else.

One thing that puzzled me; was that when I got to what should have been preteen; to 40 something; I didn't have to go through a certain process. It was a relief; to just age; without certain things.

The answer to the mystery:

What I didn't know then, is: This is not my first go-round in life‼️

I grew up to be a 49-year-old, lady; before I came to this place; for the first time; in any reincarnation. Really‼️

Well; you will find out more; in future chapters.

Every so often; I remember; something; from anywhere or any time; in my sabotaged existences. I think; I mentioned that; already.

It just came to me!🤦‍♀️When I said something about jumping "ahead of myself; to talk about when I was an adult" (chapter 2½ ); I was talking about my normal life; before this Island insanity.

Well; whatever. You can see; how this place got all jumbled

up in the first place.

I spent my time finding ways to improve the hospital; and everything. It was a big undertaking; for a 5-year-old kid.

Fortunately; I had the unending secret source; of space-time sparkling fountain of youth water. (The river; before; it was contaminated)

I also had Brian; my family; and my friends with me; all of the time; at home; and sometimes in the hospital too. Brian is my distant cousin; yet; we act more like friends.

At this point; I thought that I would always have proper etiquette; and great coping skills. I was wrong.

Someone keeps erasing my memories; even ingrained habits.

The future; was not Rosey; all of the time.

I had a blast; working with everyone; from the CEO of the hospital to the patients; and members of the various clubs.

Started to think about something:

"Even after I leave this place; so that I can go to the first grade‼️ Gee. After all of that; I still ... ‼️

Sorry.

Even after I leave the hospital; for the first grade; I somehow will still have time; to do all of my hospital duties; chores; and socializing; while attending school.

Wait‼️ What ❓❓

I will be back in an, "One minute; I'm a hospital worker; the next minute; I'm a little kid starting elementary school" predicament.

How do I know this?

How will this be possible?

Why can't they stop playing with the space-time thing?

I put the "problem" out of my mind. As I didn't let it bother me; that I was this anomaly; in a bizarre land; I went back to having fun.

I was so good at so many things; that people just looked at me; in amazement. I thought about that. I was amazed at everyone else's reactions to me. I didn't say it; although; spending about 100 years; on perfecting one's manners and coping skills; will help a lot.

I was carrying a report; to a doctor; when something strange happened. I heard my voice; coming from the pager; on my shirt. Everyone; heard it too. It was a teenager's voice; at first; narrating something. It was bizarre. I recognized the voice; as I have often recorded my notes; and then played them back again. I heard Brian as well. Then; I heard laughter; from the broken space-time whatever. People; from other parts of the fractured histories; futures; and even the present; we're laughing at the version of me; from another time; who was talking about the jumbled-up events that were happening that day; as they happened.

Well; I journal every day. I didn't realize; that; I was giving a running commentary; of my life; as weird things occurred; in this Island Paradise.

I heard an elderly version; of myself; talking in unison; with the first voice. My thinking voice; and more and more of my speaking voices; of various ages; were synchronized; in the same narration; that followed what my original form of me; was doing.

I'm sure none of that makes sense.

Apparently; I tell my story every chance I get; as it happens; as well as at other times...

Something went wrong; with the space-time dimensional continuum system; so that it was sparking electronic pulses systematically throughout the wild web; of alternative realities; that keep getting invented; as people traveled back and forth; through time.

Instead of one future decree; about how the "space-time whatever"; should be; all of the future voices; from everywhere; were coming back in time; to be broadcast; through our communities from gadgets; and even the air itself. Whatever was spoken; in that pathway; through; the space-time ... was heard all at once; as the laws of ...: physics; space-time; and other sciences and nature; were broken; by time travel; and controlling time itself. Whatever kept things going; (as we came to know reality;) was disintegrating into devastation. Deleted.

I could visualize myself; in bed; fully clothed; and wearing my armor over all of that. I had so many of the various kinds of bedding layers on me. Plus; a pile of rambunctiously playing children, and Brian as well; were covering me; too.

I was still talking, and giving a blow-by-blow commentary; of how I felt; and what I thought; too.

I could feel and experience; the whole convoluted day; when I was mysteriously placed in different parts of this space-time dimensional continuum sparking systematic backfiring of jumbled-up events.

Sorry.

Suffering stupidity; since some specific specimens still suddenly soar so smoothly "solo"; seemingly systematically: space-time manipulative anarchy.

This is the Explanation; of how people could jump in and out of space-time ... for the purposes; of "solving problems"; when; in fact; the people; were causing more problems:

People who drink the pure river water; (without any life forms, or objects in it; ) transform; into actual (solar) stars. These suns; somehow; don't have anything dangerous; Except for the highest level of brightness possible.

They are fully aware, of themselves; and they sometimes retain their memories. They can get to be any size. Also; they have supernatural powers; like Superman. This sun - heroes; usually return to human form; on their own. If they are awake; they suddenly wear somewhat loose; yet well-fitting clothes.

The water; is The Fountain of Youth; a Wishing Well; and a tranquilizer; among other things.

The sunbeam; that hit the water; off of the coast of Connecticut; near a mostly submerged mountain; created this magical water.

If you are still here; and you're wondering, "What is going on; with this chapter"?

The Answers are:

1. I get distracted.

2. I have been explaining this a lot. I hope someone understands; what I am saying. What is more exciting; than examples of space-time abnormalities; that happens; in the story?

3. This is an example; of the damage; to the space-time thing; that I keep telling you about; in this book.

4. it is 12:12 am. I'm tired.

Good Night.

Well; It is 12:57 am; on the following day; so I don't have much to say; except for ... :

At some point in the future; I will be able to; somehow; send specific messages; backward in time; to all of the new rays of the alternate past; which form a frayed web.

This will solve a lot of problems, and as the space-time ... is restored to its original "healthy" form.

Unfortunately; this cure; will be sabotaged. That's why; that mysterious phenomenon; happened; when; I heard my future voice; narrating that bizarre day.

Also; crowns, and strange discs; called, "DVDs" fell out of the clouds; above. The machines for the discs; also dropped to earth. Nothing was damaged. We somehow knew; how to work the players; so that; we could watch the movies ... . We also; suddenly; knew all about each crown. It seems; A bunch of evens; will connect the royal attire; to me; as well as a future president of the USA.

People looked at me, for answers. I didn't know; what to tell them. I forgot everything. I had total amnistía.

I was growing and shrinking. I was a changeling. I was of different ages. My clothes; and my hair; changed with me. I was a miniature person; or a giant; or anywhere in between those extremes. It was horrible‼️

I was all alone; in a field. After a while; I heard my voice; from far into the future; as it yelled, "Stop That‼️"

Suddenly; I found; that I was that Stephanie! The one; who just shouted‼️

Somethings happened; I'm not sure what. I fainted.

When I awoke; I...

Now; we may go to chapter 3; as though nothing happened; since chapter 2.

End of new chapters which were created; due to sabotaging space-time...

(I'm back to the little girl; who finally recovered; from ...: descending an enormous, nearly vertical cliff; crossing a river, on the sidewalk, of a bridge; and hiked more miles; to the base, of another mountain. My life fluctuates so much; from various parts; of the space-time ... ".

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