Tempus Fugit, Déjà Viewer, Part 2

Chapter 2

Shaken by his experience, Travers resubmitted prior coordinates and used the wait to record his thoughts and feelings from the morbidity he had endured. Less than 2 hours later, he saw downtown Dallas. This time he made it his mission to comb the crowds for familiar faces. 

Richard Nixon spoke Thursday to American Bottlers of Carbonated Beverages and widow Joan Crawford. He likely attended another big evening meeting at the North Dallas home of oil tycoon Clint Murchison, but his and CIA agent Bush's memories of those 2 days may have been erased, since they said they forgot where they were. As if.

According to Madeleine Duncan Brown, "We were playing poker at the Carousel Club and Jack Ruby came over and he said 'you know what this is?' and I looked up....he had this motorcade route....it stung me that he would be this involved in knowing where the President of the United States was....at that time in my life I thought they were untouchable," said Brown. Brown described Ruby as the "in man" in Texas who could be trusted to arrange call girls, drugs, gambling fixes and even contract killings. The [Suite 8F] group met for a party in Dallas hosted by Clint Murchison, another business tycoon with close links to the Genovese mafia, on November 21st 1963, the night before the assassination. Those present at the event included J. Edgar Hoover, Clyde Tolson, John J. McCloy, Jack Ruby, George Brown (of Brown and Root), numerous mafia kingpins, several newspaper and TV reporters, and Richard Nixon. The party began to wind down at around 11 o' clock when the attendees were shocked to witness the arrival of Lyndon Johnson who had traveled from Houston. Clint Murchison immediately called a meeting. "They all went in to this conference room.....Lyndon didn't stay that much in the meeting and when he came out....he grabbed me by the arm and he had this deep voice and he said, 'after tomorrow those S.O.B.'s will never embarrass me again - that's no threat - that's a promise.'" That's how things get done by pompous Texans, the evil weevils that murdered my President, Travers fumed, not those goofy Oswald 'twins'.

Travers spotted George Bush of the CIA next to a pre-Bones Shrubya just outside the Texas School Book Depository on Elm St. Thanksgiving wasn't 'til next week so why was the lad playing hooky from Andover MA's Yale-prep Phillips Academy? Shouldn't he be in class now, ready to don his cheerleader outfit to pump fans for Big Blue? Poppy must be giving him pointers he'll need for future operations, like the downing of JFK Jr.

As the motorcade began to pass, he lost track of the Bushes, but he did notice LBJ doubled over next to Lady Bird, 2 cars behind the President. Instead of 3 distinct shots, he heard several flurries of gunfire, like the 'fireworks' reported by many witnesses. He turned to look toward the grassy knoll, but could make out nothing suspicious there. Instead he saw a flash from a storm drain, just as the President's head exploded. 

A few heartbeats lull, while Secret Service agent Clint Hill clung to both Jackie and her limo as they sped toward the viaduct. Stunned witnesses began to amble then run up the hill. Amid the bedlam of women and children screaming, men bearing handguns, rifles, and automatic weapons suddenly appeared all around him, some entering the TSBD and others braced for crowd control. Moments later Lee Harvey Oswald calmly exited the building (or was it Harvey Lee Oswald, his near double?)

Travers waited until lawmen paraded the 3 'hobos' found in a rail yard, but they didn't seem enough like E. Howard Hunt, Frank Sturgis, or Charles Harrelson (Woody's dad) to merit further attention so he vectored over to East 10th Street & N. Patton Avenue to see the murder of police officer J.D. Tippit. Wait, who were those guys? So the whole macabre body switching was genuine, not just a wild red herring?

Travers had seen quite enough horror and opted out of any more. Having already watched the patsy murdered on live TV, he later saw his classmates herded to church to pray for President Kennedy. 

One of JFK's favorites was this passage from Ecclesiastes.: 

“There is an appointed time for everything, and a time for every affair under the heavens.

A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant, and a time to uproot the plant.

A time to kill, and a time to heal. A time to tear down, and a time to build.

A time to weep, and a time to laugh. A time to mourn, and a time to dance.

A time to scatter stones, and a time to gather them. A time to embrace, and a time to be far from embraces.

A time to seek, and a time to lose. A time to keep, and a time to cast away.

A time to rend, and a time to sew. A time to be silent, and a time to speak.

A time to love, and a time to hate. A time of war, and time of peace.” 

Chapter 3

Those who recall JFK riding in a white sedan seating 4 people are likely confused by a presidential vehicle used that day in Fort Worth or later during assassination reenactments, not the actual limo. The so-called 'Mandela Effect' name is both silly and stupid. Who really remembers Nelson Mandela dying in prison anyway? Why not give it a useful name, like 'Quantum Entanglement Effect'?

Humans may smash atoms with abandon, oblivious of any quantum entanglement issues, but Travers read a sci-fi story that made him aware of the limitations of human perception. Basically, trans-humans were colonizing nearby star systems by shotgun approach and hundreds of years of hibernation. Upon reaching their target planet, probes were released to hunt for signs of life, then, if little or none were found, they terraformed it to suit trans-humans. On this watery world a primitive sea creature was discovered so they debated the relative merits of its demise. It took an android to point out that the creature's complexity couldn't be appreciated in 3 dimensions, but only in 16!

Following that history lesson, Travers submitted his original coordinates, before journaling what he saw, heard, and felt in Dallas, while awaiting his next adventure. Over 3 hours later, he was reenergized and ready for more. On the watch for anything odd, Travers observed office workers pouring into Manhattan's tallest and strongest buildings, occasionally glancing skyward. As merely an observer, he was again impotent to affect what was about to happen. 

Vice President Dick Cheney then played Commander in Chief, running several Pentagon war games, including Vigilant Guardian, Vigilant Warrior, Northern Guardian, Northern Vigilance, with most U.S. jet fighters diverted to Canada and Alaska, as President George W. Bush nervously prepped for his next challenging role, reading The Pet Goat by Siegfried Englemann with Sarasota inner-city black 2nd graders. Poppy's Carlyle Group was meeting a day after he met with Shafiq bin Laden. Meanwhile, thousands of Americans were about to suffer and die in New York, neglected by their leaders. Had Democrats shown such incompetence, far wrong ideologues would shriek, "Treason!" and call for lynching, guillotines, or worse. What happened on Bush's watch was somehow Clinton's fault. Yeah, right.

Travers shook as AA Flight 11 from Boston roared down Manhattan Island from the north and he recalled The Lone Gunmen, a Fox TV drama X Files spinoff, on 3/4/2001 airing an eerily similar scenario, before 9/11. A mysterious pre-impact flash, fireball, and the outline of a jetliner etched near the top of Tower 1. Debris rained down on the plaza below. Soon sirens, flashing lights, and helicopters were ubiquitous. Here is a spoiler-teaser, the full episode is linked at the bottom.

Not 20 minutes later, UAL Flight 175 from Boston swooped down from the south, branding world consciousness with images of its fiery explosion after another pre-impact flash. 5 Mossad agents cheered, danced, and celebrated, taking 'selfies' on a New Jersey rooftop near Liberty State Park, while 'documenting the event'. "On the day of the 9-11 attacks, Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu was asked what the attacks would mean for US-Israeli relations. His quick reply was: "It's very good…….Well, it's not good, but it will generate immediate sympathy (for Israel)""

Panning to the Pentagon, Travers saw a cruise missile slam into the recently fortified 'Wedge One' of its west block while an unmarked aircraft flew over one of Earth's most heavily defended areas, not AA Flight 77.

Travers watched in amazement as the Twin Towers melted to mostly dust, some structural steel, 99% of all concrete gone, and taking with them the rest of the WTC, knowing molten metal pooled in sub-basements of 1, 2, & 7 that would last for months. Clearly, there was something else besides jetliner impact and kerosene (jet fuel) that can account for the vaporizing demolition of all 7 buildings, enriching WTC lessees Larry Silverstein and Frank Lowy with over $4.5 billion in insurance claims payouts for their own tiny investment ($15 million + backers' funds) in the asbestos laden structures. Nano-thermite, low-yield nuclear blasts, and secret directed energy weapons fit available evidence better than the official narrative and are far more plausible. Thousands of architects, engineers, scientists, and commercial pilots have risked their careers to call the 911 Commission and its Report frauds.

Bush, Cheney, and the rest of their corrupt administration sacrificed the lives and health of first responders so Wall Street could resume trading.

No operation of this magnitude would be complete without massive cover-up, threatening witnesses and whistle-blowers, and even more murders, SOP for Rothschild Zionist Nazi vermin.

Not content with his bonanza, Larry Silverstein sued the airlines for $10 billion more, but even the Zionist judge had seen enough chutzpah and nixed it.

Ehud Olmert, then Mayor of Jerusalem, made a secret visit to NYC the day before 9/11. He was likely aboard with Israeli agents done with their missions on 9/11/2001 at 4:11 PM, when "a full El Al Boeing 747 took off from JFK bound for Tel Aviv’s Ben Gurion International Airport...authorized by the direct intervention of the U.S. Department of Defense."

On January 5th 2002, President Bush recalled about 9/11, "It was an interesting day."

The vast implications of Déjà Viewer spurred his imagination and he noted several in his journal. All great orations, migrations, concerts, Hannibal, Hammurabi, Hanging Gardens, Gutenberg, Göbekli Tepe, Tik’al, Tesla, Tutankhamun, Sumer, Shangri La, Stonehenge, Athens, Ankhor Wat, Anasazi, Incas, Cahokia, Constitution, Magna Carta, Waterloo, Tunguska, Krakatoa, humans first finding Hawaiʻi, 7 Wonders of the Ancient World. Dinosaurs, Lemuria, Mu, Atlantis? No list could contain them all. Every event on Earth, both past and future, seemed open for exploration safely from home, office, or any Wi-Fi hotspot, but first he wanted to sample Woodstock without getting muddy. 

On the 47th anniversary of his VE date, he wondered how the meek could ever inherit the Earth. Via mitochondrial DNA? Black hat slime maggots may often lose in fiction, but not in real life. Whether they be Vikings, Golden Horde, or Huns, despots or dictators, gangsters or banksters, Klansmen, Nazis, or Zionists, ruthlessness usually wins the most females to pass those genes and Y chromosomes to posterity.

Tim Travers frequently erased his browsing data, though he knew NSA trolls and their fellow goons kept it in surveillance of everyone. After all this research a message said, "Some data couldn't be cleared. Please try again." Sitting in the dark, trying to make sense of all he had seen, his phone again began to ring relentlessly. Suddenly, there came a pounding at his door. When he hesitated to answer them, 3 loud hammerings soon followed and, "Open up, shtik drek goy, we know you're in there!"...

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