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I wish it was a dream
Sep. 15th, 2010 02:22 amIf this doesn't sound insane or like a bad cliche to you - all I can do is advise you to stop fucking with time.
When I came through this time, I thought it was the first - but I met a man I didn't know who was angry at me. I interacted with people who didn't know me yet who seemed aware of why I reacted to them as if I did. The thing that makes me think none of this will last for long was the person who was crying about his sister.
Someone said I was doing really good in "this one." I was - I remembered the last ones. Some of them, but I didn't know those men. I knew it was raining, I remembered the machine...
It was funny to see people smoking in clubs again. I forgot about that part.
I realized she didn't know me yet and figured out where she was in this one, kind of. Didn't know her then, and it was weird to see myself as a stranger in her eyes. Looked at this girl I didn't know yet, didn't love yet, and tried to drop a few words to prevent her chemicals and lifestyle that killed her. I am not going to love her in this one - I've seen it too many times.
It was really weird when the only man I knew in the place was the dj, and he seemed totally ignorant of all of it.
That man, but the other one I told him when his ... what to do ... because I knew when his sister's cancer was first discovered, too late, and where it was. He didn't know - he wasn't the man crying about his sister. He already knew I had been through time, but not about his sister and he listened intently to me. The other, he...was mad at me. He didn't do anything other than yell, hateful, but if he knew, why not? What did I or will I do? He didn't do anything, but will he? Or is it worse if he does, having done it? There are so many who knew so much more than me I know that what I know now
what I saw now doesn't matter. Maybe it's not too late for you.
It's already fading from me now. I know it won't last and I fear what the end result will be, for me. For anyone, because when I first found out I changed everything I could. I went more than once - I don't know where I first go back. I know there are movies about this, books, plot lines...it's a cliche. I also know that while a bunch of people were ignorant, when I first "landed" the timeline was changed -
there's something called seeding, like you're in a fight and all of a sudden a club pops up right where your hand is - you've done it so many times you fucking drop things in the air to catch at the right moment. Groundhog day - but it's not clear how many are in the same state.
When I landed, there was a guy who knew - I don't know how much but he knew or seemed to how many I had done. He seemed to know them all, where...I knew some and just wanted to get one good one and stop.
Nobody stops. I would like to but I see I'm already back here.
When I came through this time, I thought it was the first - but I met a man I didn't know who was angry at me. I interacted with people who didn't know me yet who seemed aware of why I reacted to them as if I did. The thing that makes me think none of this will last for long was the person who was crying about his sister.
Someone said I was doing really good in "this one." I was - I remembered the last ones. Some of them, but I didn't know those men. I knew it was raining, I remembered the machine...
It was funny to see people smoking in clubs again. I forgot about that part.
I realized she didn't know me yet and figured out where she was in this one, kind of. Didn't know her then, and it was weird to see myself as a stranger in her eyes. Looked at this girl I didn't know yet, didn't love yet, and tried to drop a few words to prevent her chemicals and lifestyle that killed her. I am not going to love her in this one - I've seen it too many times.
It was really weird when the only man I knew in the place was the dj, and he seemed totally ignorant of all of it.
That man, but the other one I told him when his ... what to do ... because I knew when his sister's cancer was first discovered, too late, and where it was. He didn't know - he wasn't the man crying about his sister. He already knew I had been through time, but not about his sister and he listened intently to me. The other, he...was mad at me. He didn't do anything other than yell, hateful, but if he knew, why not? What did I or will I do? He didn't do anything, but will he? Or is it worse if he does, having done it? There are so many who knew so much more than me I know that what I know now
what I saw now doesn't matter. Maybe it's not too late for you.
It's already fading from me now. I know it won't last and I fear what the end result will be, for me. For anyone, because when I first found out I changed everything I could. I went more than once - I don't know where I first go back. I know there are movies about this, books, plot lines...it's a cliche. I also know that while a bunch of people were ignorant, when I first "landed" the timeline was changed -
there's something called seeding, like you're in a fight and all of a sudden a club pops up right where your hand is - you've done it so many times you fucking drop things in the air to catch at the right moment. Groundhog day - but it's not clear how many are in the same state.
When I landed, there was a guy who knew - I don't know how much but he knew or seemed to how many I had done. He seemed to know them all, where...I knew some and just wanted to get one good one and stop.
Nobody stops. I would like to but I see I'm already back here.
