Forgive me for taking so much time with the Translations of flint dille's Obsidias harvests.

Forgive me for taking so much time with the Translations of flint dille's Obsidias harvests. They are complex. Here is second Obsidias text from near Vienna:

It is as if the Shield has been pierced by thousands of arrows and there are places where time and space and other ethers leak back and forth.
It is evident to me that some of these holes lead to other epochs, whilst remaining in the same location, for instance, this portal in Vindonium seems to move in time but not space as the eternal objects on the horizon remain the same and some of the buildings remain but often in dilapidated condition. Other portals seem to lead to different locations in regions entirely unknown to me. The portal will be high on snow covered hill but will lead to one by an ocean surrounded by tall fir trees.

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  1. that apparent regional shift could simply be a matter of continental drift - assuming the portals' lifespan is measured in geological time and not limited to existing during the period of human civilization.

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  2. Edgar Allan Wright  The portal in Vindonium

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  3. Edgar Allan Wright I have been trying to get into contact with you through Mustafa Said . We have a glyph sequence ready to help you!

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  4. So hyperthreading can be both space and time displacement - is this why Devra Bogdanovich mentioned the odd time passages during her flight from CERN and why Hubert Farlowe so often does a time check when using the portal systen?

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  5. Yes. Misty is a fascinating question. I am assuming she is a simulacrum, but her circumstances seem, somehow different. It would be interesting to know if she is able to re-aquire her memories. I have no reason to believe she can, but it has crossed my mind. Even in my own, 'travels' I have come in contact with old threads. The wiring diagram of the universe is quite complex.

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