-in 2052 my miracles save for Earth
-TIN TIN- saved from DC Head and ANTI Christ
-from 2052. Almost anyone can with some kind of keyboard. Type '2052'
-and they will appear in the copies of my copies of my home as spaceships' Conservatory or rocket's top floor
-and in teleporting up and down to these they do the same on any keyboard
-the keyboard acts the same way as a Phone going to the receiver
-I will to try to send a split out of me to this Solar System. Trying for the Sun to find them
-and using a beam from my home attach keyboard panels one like this to all of them
-2 x 8 Billion Bullet Rockets. And the latest versions of copies of my home as spaceships
-TINTIN as in 2052
-the day I came close to a mistake and arrived at School and found some students were taking a Bus to Hamilton University in another city. I went along. Somehow managing to find my way around. Even finding the Offices and using a Public PHONE to call my grandparents
-the earliest memory I have. Coming in to live for the first time in James Cook Street. He was the Captain who first charted New Zealand. Straight away I found a tin of Griffins Sampler biscuits in a lower kitchen cupboard
-this means the copies of land and buildings I came up with
-SAMPLER as in SMALLVILLE style, CAMPBELLTOWN style and SANCTUARY SUPREME designs
-still when very young I had a dream. I found in that same lower kitchen cupboard. An original book of Disney stories. Magical looking. A light blue dustjacket. With small white STARS. And around the cover pictures of their animated characters. That is for people who leave for the STARS
-years later again I came close to making a mistake. I took a Bus back to Hamilton planning to jump off the Victoria Street Bridge. I told my grandparents the Labour Department wanted me to a day Seminar
-like that balance
-in Class in 1980 I drew a picture of the Tintin characters. The Teacher got me up in front of the Class because he thought it was good. I didn't take it home
-the next year there was a slightly strange Storage room part of the edge of Classes. Somehow through a window. Like it was set up. I saw the picture at the back of it
-that was by the School field. That year EXCRETION overflowed over the top of the field by there
-EXCRETION. As in everything closed. Or maybe SHIT / CHRIST. EXCRETION / CHRIST. FECES / JESUS
-that maybe says the blame of the closures of services on Jesus Christ. Or maybe says he isn't real. FECES / FALSE
-when I try to release a split of me to add pads to each Bullet Rocket or copies of my home
-again putting them in the Sun. I try to create land plates with the copies of the three different landscapes
-in my back garden is a slightly large ball shaped rock. It already was painted light blue with white spots. I put 'X' marks on the spots. Today I realized they look like the Disney book I imagined. They looked like stars
-I willed a split to come out of me. To fly to the Sun. Attach a Pad in each home / ship
-and create 50 circle shaped land masses. The number of spots on the rock
-each could teleport to Earth in the year 2052. Timed like a clock
-in all the spaceships and lands. There are the biscuit tins. That just grow the biscuits in them
-like the magazine photo I saw of MARKY MARK Wahlberg. His fictional leg hairs long, black and far spaced. The 'X' marks as in Marky Mark
-maybe this says I am the Anti-Christ
-the 'X' marks like Crosses
-SmallvilleSmallville
-CampbelltownCampbelltown
-Sanctuary SupremeSanctury Supreme
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