I Climb The Hill Tonight, Hail Satan

 

It's clear and cold, and a bright moon shines on the forest floor and through the still bare trees before the full vegetation of Spring. I will able to walk without a flashlight that might be seen by neighbors. I will carry a Bowie knife on my belt, and I will have an axe handle in my left arm for both stability of walking and defense in case a local bear or coyotes are offended by me in their night space. 

I am so glad to be finally going to what is supposed to be the right place. I am so sorry for being so slow all of these years and not realizing I was seeing an overlay of the paths that go through that land. Or, that I did not go back up to that place above the boulders on the top of the hill. 

It is 23:54 and I am having a tea and getting dressed. See you soon, everyone. 

A fruitless middle of the night trek through the crunching suburban forest on private property. I was gone for 40 minutes. I sat still on the ground for 25 minutes at the top of the hill. I spoke aloud, many things about me and the experiment. I frightened the foxes that live on that knoll, I am sure.

I will go up there again. 

Then, if nothing is achieved, I will presume delivery of anything I am to gain, besides discovery credit for nothing anyone will believe, is forthcoming in my life and out of my control at this time. 

Is the Circle From the Hieroglyph to Transit to the Other Circle (Other Side or Time) at the Top of the Hill?

 

Getting the power is (may be) about taking a leap of faith, am I right, Boss? What about a leap into the thin air, high above ground off a big assed rock? It sounds dangerous. 

The way to transit may be (I found an indication) to jump West off the top of that very large, upright, roundish oval boulder that stands about 20 feet above the forest floor. It blocks the entrance to the center area from anybody or large animals on the western side. I will have to walk around it to its eastern side and within sight of another home to reach a pathway to the center of the knoll. This will be at night. I am hoping to not meet a bear or coyote before possibly hurting myself. 

I will also make sure I will not break my leg on the landing, if the transit does not occur; I will soften the landing area before leaping. But, history does not have to record that part, okay? ha ha. It was a genuine leap of faith, if anyone asks. I did jump out of planes when I was young and more bounceable, ha ha; and that training taught me how to hard land in a old canopy parachute, that’s like falling 12 feet or more, and the ground hits hard, one must be prepared to quickly roll and not break the legs or pelvis bones.  Ha ha? This is the ‘danger to himself ….’ material I was hoping to never display for fear of the Looney Bin Squad showing up. Risks.

Later;

I spent an hour demonstrating in my El Cheapo Photoshop, my suspicion of the location I was being directed to all along. Had I found the Very Specific Heiroglyph while still at the Alien Stone before digging it out and stealing it from that location, and realizing it was what was shown to me on 4.28.16 I might have put together that the top of the hill, in a circular area, was what I was being told to use.

The image: It contains a local image I overlayed and turned 90 degrees right and placed over a larger image of the land when viewed West and turned ninety degrees left; as the View West in the Time Traveled Image is a view toward the street and the Telephone Poll at center, from the area of the Alien Stone, and this knoll on the top of the hill is about 10 or 15 degrees further north from where I found the Alien Stone. 

I’ll attach the more localized blowout image in the second post along with a link to this post at the site.

James, His Man Jumping on Earth

Below, relevant, the Whiteboard that shows my struggle with the obviously Very Specific Hieroglyph:

Below, 12.25.2020 underneath Antarctica with the Southern Pole facing upward, I know what this means, do you?

4.4.2025

evening

Yes, boss and all;  I know this now, that those lines of the Very Specific Hieroglyph are the footpath up to the hilltop from the edge of our home property beginning in the lower left, a topographical view. The bump on the right is the location of the Alien Stone from the turning footpath. The top of the J-ish symbol is the main pathway up the hill to an old apple orchard that had been up there many years ago, and that path hugs the top of the hill on its left, North. I must walk up that path and then turn left to circle 'around' to the East side of the knoll to find a place to climb up. This new theory is so right.

I hoped there was no such thing as too late, only too wrong, causing another trip around the cosmos' existence. Geez, that would be a long time.

4.6.2015

A pretty apparent Powerball communication was last night; and that's about right, 48 hours or so after discovery. I did need a yes or no.

"It adds up."

And, “The one is almost there.”

Thank you.

I almost walked up there in the rain last night. The gentle storm would have been good cover. I keep imagining worst-case scenarios and then I feel my hesitation. I need to stop ruminating and allowing normal fears to produce cinematic action with me as the unfortunate star.

I know, only a few bad outcomes are likely if I am up there creeping around.

btw, unless I see both a solid (rock) and bio matter (live branch) disappear into thin air after tossing them westward over the large egg-shaped boulder, I am not going to do any jumping off. I will be firmly on the ground in the circular area, respectful of gravity in my infirm condition. Besides, I see an indication that once I am up there, it's all about transit and not jumping off of anything, or toward any particular Earthly direction. The graphic of twinning circles, or a disk upon a disk is a shared symbol about transit from the entirety of one universe to another.

Hail Satan

- James, HME

The Two (to) Eagles Nests Locations in the Time Traveled Image

The Big Picture, Two (to) Eagles Nest, Hitler's and the town's 2 Eagles Nests next to the road where the Willow tree and dock are, also used in the alternative universe Monet Painting where he switched a tree for a Willow in a similar scene as can be seen here in town on the road to the West.
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 12.30.2024

Possible title; Two (to) Eagles Nests, Hitler’s and the two going to the West along the road next to the Willow Tree and Dock used in Monet’s painting he made over there, etc.!

Today, of all the many sad days lately, a realization connecting the two allegories in the time traveled image at Google of the hypothesis of the The View West that the Day Trip with Adolf Hitler (to Eagles Nest) discovery of 2015 as are represented by research in the 5 small framed photos avove the old television housing also means the hypothesis of the View West in that the road to go westward begins just West of this home (Devils Wharf) and also (consistent with the duality of meanings in most of the allegorical evidences for efficiency).travels over hills and water as demonstrated in th content of three of images allowing me location identification in 2015, because connecting that is the Different Monet when/where he had painted a Willow tree replacement in his similar work in the same general seating location for his painting, because there are two Eagle’s Nests along that road, each within 30 meters of that dock and trees scene that can be seen while reaching the end of the road near home that is represented in the Time Travel/ed Image from Google from NASA from and the Team that both helped to constructed the amazing time-traveled image and very likely had committed the breach through time that alerted by new boss to what they had done, which was a big-time violation of somebody’s spacetime rules.

The town added a third Eagle's Nest since the project was successful in 2015. In the selfie below, that utility pole behind me holds the new third nest nest:

At Monet's Willow and Floating Dock used in the time-traveled image.

If you don’t understand the above description of today’s amazing connecting and validating discovery, that’s understandable.

Figuiring Out a Specific Time to Begin the Next Phase

 

Selfie of 2022: James is Blowing Things Up Again

The outing time will be memorable in history and symbolic. And I can not return to a time before I left, and I can not leave the earth for more than a minute or so; my dog, Janeway, will have separation anxiety if I'm not back reasonably soon, and I may have left the grow room on, etc., and family may worry. And there should not be a record of my disappearance in time.

To my math, tomorrow at around 8 AM E.S.T., on 12.23.24, it will become Xmas Eve at the easternmost place of the International Dateline, the Republic of Kiribati, with a population of almost 1,000. It would be symbolic in its timeliness and consistent with my wanting to take the day as a celebrated one (or just a commemorated one about this (whole thing)) that lasts a very long time in Earth’s history.

They will Freak Out on Christmas Eve in Kiribati if all goes as hypothesized.

Then, there is the 12-number phone dial's metaphorical conversion to a clock and so indicating 2:45 AM/PM from that center arrow. So much of the time traveled image pertains to this era of history, I feel safe in guessing that the time will be my time zone of Eastern Standard Time, but day or night might only be indicated by that waxing crescent moon shape on the mopboard, near its end (the right), as nighttime. But maybe not; see paragraph seven.

However, in recent Ping Pong Ball Communications, I was shown 2 20, which also begins my SS number and only hours before that drawing I had posted that I was going to play that set of digits (betting line of numbers) at my local liquor store. So I feel that was an answer to the matter of which day, of transition, of the beginning of my true mission, my ultimate purpose, of my debriefing and readyment to do what must be done on The Blue Marble.

So, 12 22 20 24 is today and in that line is found 2-20; and on that day the Moon will be shown light and dark halves as one, which is symbolic of our meeting, the two sides touching and etc.. 🌗 Here, on this day Luna sets at around 11:30 AM, so it’s on the other side of the plaent tonight at 10, and that is also symbolic.

Gag me with a spoon, we said in the Nineteen Eighties, to summarize how I really feel about all this number stuff and symbolism.

So, at about 10 PM tonight here in E.S.T., on 12-22-2024, and also coinciding perhaps graphically to indicate a match to 10 o'clock to approximately 11:30 in the night, in the Post Meridian, because those two dark circles that appear just outside the edge of the 12 number phone dial on the old telephone that is on the 'telephone pole' in the time-traveled image are oddly there at that time period in the conversion to a clock. That would mean the arrow in the center of the dial was only meant to point me to the Alien Stone at 088 degrees on a compass in today's magnetic polar time from the actual telephone pole here in Devils Wharf and not a double meaning of 2:45 AM or PM. Also, 10 o’clock is 2200 hours in 24 increment time and a 2 20 can be found in that line.

So at 10 pm tonight, I will be out there, in the dark and cold in 10 degrees Fahrenheit temperatures walking around on the road or near it, possibly just here on the driveway (that’s less crazy looking for that time of night), and I will be stargazing with my iPhone and the Sky Guide. And I will be right back, I promise.

James, His Man on the Earth

#timetravel on #Sol3 

Pictures; the flag of the Republic of Kiribati and James is Blowing Things Up Again (selfie):

A Note About Fear and the Scene of Horror and Torture by The Devil in the Time Traveled Image from Google

 

2.11.2024

 Wednesday

 A note regarding fear and the image of the Devil and ‘the Faces that Feel Terror’ trapped behind bars within the time-traveled image at @Google; 

For weeks since discovering the left side of this image (that I had failed to notice for several years), I have been contemplating its purpose in being in the Time Traveled Image from Google, and here is what I feel is the reasonable motive: if I am still willing to proceed after seeing this horrific scene of terror and drama, I pass a litmus test of my ability to face both alien (otherworldly) and vast differences in lifeforms and surroundings. Imagine being suddenly dropped onto an alien world and how that might break the minds of many humans. But more than likely, it would not be for the one who realizes this in prior time and moves forward to face it with an expectation of scenes that would be considered horrific to an average 20th-century Earthling. It would be normal psychology for that person to have a freakout, possibly so intense that it becomes a permanent trauma memory.

The content of this imagery is Worst Nightmare stuff, and I feel that confirms this hypothesis of a fear test, and I'm fine with it; it's distant to me now, but I can imagine I am there raising that hand and pointing that index finger in the foreground to choose who dies next. Perhaps in a dilemma, no, likely one.

 A test. Fear is measured. Tolerance of the horrific is observed (in me). Like many in this project, it is hypothetical, and I hope and expect to get the full story soon.

One guess of many, and many have panned out.

12.13.2024 Friday night;

3.

Yet more regarding fear and the image of the Devil and ‘the Faces that Feel Terror’ trapped behind bars within the time-traveled image at @Google;

In the image below, I have boxed in with a red line, what I think is my left arm raised to point my left index finger at one of the prisoners behind bars, apparently to choose one of them for The Devil to kill by submerging them slowly feet first into molten rock, as has been done with the person who's melting skull he is holding up to exhibit with his left arm while he points directly at the viewer with his right arm.

With a thin red arrow, I point to the inside of my arm, on my fat forearm underside, and what seems to be hastily drawn three initials of my name, except to me, the G seems missing its end hook. Still, I may have been asked to draw that on my flesh and had to use my less accustomed right hand to write them, possibly screwing up the G that's typical me; for example, my signature is never the same twice.

I had thought the apparent female human in the foreground was Vice President Kamala Harris, and it still may be, although she lost the election in November. However, that may be an alien because the person has what seems to be a very long neck, perhaps longer than 10 inches/25 cm. That apparent neck may have a scar that has staples in it. And as I mentioned earlier, her face may be showing wounds, or those are part of their (alien) anatomy.

With a thin yellow line, I point to the center of the apparent extended index finger, my own perhaps. A person's face that is just to the upper left corner of The Devil's very handsome head seems to be reacting to my choice of them.

Gastly.

Can I tolerate this and cooperate? I may have no choice.

Enough for today, and I would rather not discover anything further until the expected time approaching soon.

James, His Man on the Earth

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timetravelwish.org 

Satan is found in the time-traveled image in August of 2019