This is as much about economics as it is research and development

I need to walk around and look at some spaces.

I then decided to look at certain parts of the archive in certain things that he been wiped out by various methods.

I try to keep a fragmented record of what's been destroyed especially that it's destroyed beyond my own hands.

So I took a screenshot and I found a fragment and I decided to investigate the fragment.

I say this because it has to do with a part of my life when I was a different person you could say 1518 or maybe one in 10 or we could go to Missouri.

We talk about old times and Garland and we could go to New York City and have our girlfriend make herself a lettuce bikini and demonstrate on Wall Street.

Now I don't walk so much around certain things anymore and when I was trying to make a stance in the so-called binary cartoon world and here I'm talking about newspaper comics, the entire tribe of pygmies tried to skewer me and rust me.

Some of what you're about to see has to do with that but most of it has to do with research and development.

It's also important to say that I was not looking for little bookworm and I was not looking for professor in Australia. Although when I tripped over bookworm in the little professor in Australia it made working through the minefield much more difficult. And yet have to realize I'm censoring this.

I want to make it perfectly clear, when I say I was walking through a minefield there were scores of explosive devices surrounding thankfully I found the wormhole.

I also found Alice, that was a surprise, in fact Alice showed me the dimensional jumps in shifts in the wormhole.

Now I could be talking about an original code source person of the old calibration card team.

Enough of this lets have some fun at someone else's expense.

These are called prep folders I have the marijuana prep folder in some other prep folders I can't remember many of other prep folders moved out of this entire arena because they're not really for you preppy types.

Merely a Microsoft reference document this occurred after I cursed the company was trying to turn off the program.

Filenames for the following go by 091415

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Readers note this was the first mountain file I merely pull it from page but I didn't do my own handiwork and it does mean something.

I think this is where our trip over the bookworm, I'm not sure and I could look but I don't want to.

The next files are from another folder that is currently labeled DIS Prep.  Here I'm illustrating some problems with social media and how you have to sell your soul just to walk around. What the advertisers and all the social media is doing is keeping anything free or anything called free ground away.

You know there's still another folder in this group that is well hidden it's called the Bush family I probably should rename the folder to the bushwhacker's.

This is a specialized folder it has to do with Geronimo's Cadillac so I don't feel it's relevant.

I'd originally planned make some smartass comments about public television and the mass media and a bunch of other stuff but O'Connor had the wind knocked out of me.

MG Prep

One could think that is a sports car of the type

An almost for certain I downloaded the various gifts not exactly but I put them somewhere. I just can't wear.

By the way later on 14 September I bumped into Little Miss Australia as I was looking around someone's brain. And that's when a whole another array of minefields formed and I was concerned that the mice were getting microns that would lead me back to the wormhole. Let me repeat that, and to anyone from Australia New Zealand Antarctica that might be listening I cannot read or write.

If you met me you might not believe that but if you knew me you would know is absolutely true. Whatever a normal person does women read or write I cannot do. This gets back to my master's work in creating strange dialogues because that's what I have to do in life to understand everything around me.

A document addressing this is somewhere and when I say somewhere it somewhere in high ground.

So now I lost my train of thought yes I remember, I found myself on the bottom of the world, this was a really a problem because I've kind of built homes for myself in the bottom of the world. The problem was I couldn't understand the locations of what I was looking at so I needed to get a map and I couldn't get a good reliable map on the Internet, because they don't like my cheese, so I opened an Atlas and I found the thing and there you have it. Now I was in Australia specifically southern Australia and as I walked around and I begin to look into chambers I realized this was a dimensional minefield that Alice had warned me of.

I was concerned I couldn't find my way back to the wormhole but had led the here, I had bits of crackers and cheese and was dropping it into making a trail back to the tunnel syndromes and that's when all the mice came out and started eating my so-called handymen map.

I just quietly bowed out of Australia and back my way back into the wormhole and slid down the shaft much like you would go down the slide.

Now I've talked about Alice talk about a slide and you people might think I'm joking. If you think that you are mistaken I bumped into Alice I down the slide and off we were I said I found the slide....