Derek Ramin Worth

This world's like an ocean wave upon the shores of our lives

The blighted personality so enraptured by hard times

I killed the only thing that ever mattered to me

I made a promise that the streets would return

I only think about myself in endless worlds

While the rattle shakes for the lacerated unborn

She takes it in and out of her damaged life

The wall is made of flesh like the bank and school for minds

Rise to awaken the jungle inside your fleshy love

Taste the deadly poison with a baby's tongue

It spins a tale like cereal made of the streets

So you can lie upon the bed of dreams

One for the road

Gone to the street

One shoe

made for two feet

One for the road

Gone to the show

Two shoes

made for one foot

Yeah

Rise to awaken the jungle inside your fleshy love

Taste the deadly poison with a baby's tongue

I killed the only thing that ever mattered to me

I made a promise that the streets would return

All I want to say is that the world is so young

The brightest personality can always dissolve us

It's like the turmoil of my life amounts to your laughter

and My taste in hell deserves to be so much more revered

A flood has covered the whole world leaving oceans in its place

The frail people dance like forgotten skeletons on the waves

I no longer meddle with the powers of a love so divine

It's like the virgin purity of a thousand new born lives

Detailed plans for making up the words that dribble from your mouth

Vagabonds and rich power seekers all have similar doubts

I wrestle with indecision when life presents a brand new way

I fall apart when teachers of slavery attempt to liberate

ink from pens so abused by weak fearful and hate filled minds

Those selfish audiences believe that they're the only ones alive

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Cooperative salvation leads to one more higher plan

Unweildy barbarians go berzerk and unleash their rath

Surprise the wheel with more to curse as you release the call

All you really have to do is push the button to activate the doll

And The doll moves

It's a church made for superstition and starlit heads

Victorious are the ones who remember to save the dead

Angry are the few who look to murder the beautiful world

Naked are the purified who step on each others foots

Join the war of everone and don't look back

Fire burns the naked ones who crawl down the path

Run ahead to the celebration

perform the mystery

Look out the window

Rush to the street

Knowledge leads to understanding

Do you enjoy the dark

Can you replace the light in the sky

What is the world

Without love

Cooperative salvation leads to one more higher plan

Unweildy barbarians go berzerk and unleash their rath

Surprise the wheel with more to curse as you release the call

All you really have to do is push the button to activate the doll

Use it.

Set a time travel destination of Thursday, 3/12/2020 4:00987654321pm and mark it on the the calendar. You can then use the calendar as a chronological map to manipulate time between now and that destination.

Chronologists put forth too much effort figuring out how to time travel. Rather they should pick a destination.

How can you measure the temporal distance between when one time ends and another time begins. Multiple temporal worlds within a single chronoverse. Temporal friction can occur and is I believe the key to time travel.

Everything is time travel in a universe made of time rather than space.

A lot of people say that time is an illusion. What if time is all there is? What if time is everything? What if the universe were not made of space but of time? I believe this is an important aspect of understanding the concept of real time travel. I would call this type of universe the "chronoverse" after the Greek god Chronos. In this type of universe you wouldn't need any sort of machine to travel through time as the machine would be made of time itself, being part of the chronoverse. In essence time travel would have always existed as it can possibly now exist with this type of perception of a time based universe.

This is the blog for sober utopia. I will now centralize all efforts to my workstation. No more pacing the room. No more wondering what to do with my time. I will stay seated at the workstation unless there is an appointment.