The jonestown massacre and a reason to die (Part II of II):

(Birds Note: These stories are pieced together from news sources outside the United States)

The first reports out of Guyana on November 18, 1978 were that Congressman Leo J. Ryan and four other members of his party were shot and killed as they attempted to board a plane at Port Kaituma airstrip. Within hours, came the shocking announcement that 408 American citizens had committed suicide at a communal village they had built in the jungle in Northwest Guyana. The community had come to be known as "Jonestown." The dead were all members of a group known as "The People's Temple" which was led by the Reverend Jim Jones. It would soon be learned that 913 of the 1100 people believed to have been at "Jonestown" at the time, had died in a mass suicide. According to the official report submitted to the U.S. House of Representatives on May 15, 1979, the chain of events leading to Leo Ryan's death in Guyana began a year earlier, after he read an article in the San Francisco Examiner on 13 November 1977. The article entitled "Scared Too Long" related the death of Sam Houston's son, Bob, in October 1976. Houston had decided to speak out about his son's death because he believed that the reason Bob had died, beneath the wheels of a train, was because he had announced his decision to leave the People's Temple the day before. Houston was also concerned that his two granddaughters, sent to New York for a vacation, had ended up in "Jonestown," Guyana and never returned. Over the ensuing six to eight months, Ryan would hear more about the People's Temple through newspaper articles and from direct requests for assistance from concerned families whose relatives had disappeared into the Guyana jungle to join the "Jonestown" community. There were claims of social security irregularities, human rights violations and that people were being held against their will at "Jonestown."

In June 1978, Ryan read excerpts from the sworn affidavit of Debbie Blakey, a defector from "Jonestown," which included claims that the community at "Jonestown" had, on a number of occasions, rehearsed for a mass suicide. After meeting with a number of concerned relatives, Ryan's interest in the People's Temple became widely known and the reports about the group, both favourable and unfavourable, began to pour in. He hired an attorney to interview former People's Temple members and the relatives of members to determine whether there had been any violations of Federal and California state laws by the group.

In September 1978, Ryan met with Viron P. Vaky and other State Department officials to discuss the possibility of Ryan making a trip to "Jonestown" in Guyana. This request was made official on 4 October. Permission was granted and the trip was planned for the week of November 12-18. Ryan's intention to visit "Jonestown" soon became widely known and the numbers wishing to accompany him had grown substantially. By the time of his departure there were nine extra media people and 18 representatives from a delegation of Concerned Relatives who would go with him, at their own expense. The official party, or Codel, consisted of Ryan, James Schollaert and Jackie Speier, Ryan's personal assistant. In the days of preparation for the trip to "Jonestown," Ryan contacted Jim Jones by telegraph to inform him of his intention to visit the settlement. Through the U.S. Embassy in Guyana, Ryan learned that agreement for the visit was conditional. Ryan would have to ensure that the Codel was not biased, there would be no media coverage of the visit and Mark Lane, the People's Temple legal counsel, would have to be present.

On 6 November, Lane wrote to Ryan and informed him that he would not be able to attend at the time they wanted, and claimed that the Codel was nothing more than a "witchhunt" against the People's Temple. Lane responded with a declaration of his intentions to visit the settlement anyway and that he would be leaving on 14 November. Problems began for the group as soon as they arrived in Guyana at midnight. Ron Javers, from the San Francisco Chronicle was detained overnight at the airport, as he did not have an entry visa. The group of Concerned Relatives, despite having confirmed reservations, had to spend the night in the lobby of the Pegasus Hotel in Georgetown, because there were no rooms available for them. Over the next two and a half days, Ryan met with Embassy personnel and organised a meeting with Ambassador Burke and the Concerned Relatives. He and the family members attempted to speak with a representative of the People's Temple at their headquarters in Georgetown, but could not gain entry. In addition, Ryan was unable to negotiate successfully with Lane or Garry, another legal representative of the People's Temple, resulting in the postponement of the scheduled flight to the mission until Friday 17 November. The negotiations still had made no headway on Friday morning, so Ryan informed Lane and Garry that he and his party would be leaving for "Jonestown" at 2:30 pm. There were two seats on the plane if Lane and Garry wished to leave with them. The plane left as scheduled at 2:30 pm that day. On board were Ryan, Speier, Deputy Chief of Mission, Richard Dwyer, Lane and Garry, all nine media representatives, four representatives of the Concerned Relatives group, and Neville Annibourne, a representative of the Guyanese Government.

At the Port Kaituma airstrip, Corporal Rudder, the Guyanese Regional Officer of the Northwest district, met the plane. His instructions from "Jonestown" were that only Lane and Garry were to be allowed to leave the plane. Negotiations as to who would be allowed entry into "Jonestown" then ensued between Ryan and "Jonestown" representatives who were at the airport. Eventually it was agreed that all but one media representative could go. Gordon Lindsay, consulting for NBC on the story, was denied entry because of an article he had written in the past that had criticised the People's Temple. Upon their arrival at "Jonestown," the delegation was served dinner and entertained by a musical presentation by People's Temple members. As the evening progressed, reporters interviewed Jim Jones while Ryan and Speier talked to People's Temple members whose names had been provided by relatives in the U.S. During the course of the evening, a "Jonestown" member passed a note to NBC reporter Don Harris indicating that he and his family wished to leave. Another member made a similar verbal request to Dwyer. Both requests were reported to Ryan.

At 11:00 pm, the media and family representatives were returned to Port Kaituma as Jim Jones refused to allow them to spend the night on the compound. Ryan, Speier, Dwyer, Annibourne, Lane and Garry were the only ones who spent the night of Friday, 17 November at "Jonestown." Back at Port Kaituma, local Guyanese, including one police official who told stories of alleged beatings at "Jonestown", approached media representatives. They complained that Guyanese officials were denied entry to the compound and had no authority there. They also described a "torture hole" in the compound. The media and relatives were not returned to "Jonestown" until 11:00 am the next day, several hours later than planned. Ryan had continued interviewing members since early in the morning, during which time more individuals told of their desire to leave. By 3:00 pm there were a total of 15 People's Temple members climbing into the trucks with the delegation to drive to Port Kaituma airport. Ryan had intended to stay but was attacked by People's Temple member, Don Sly, with a knife. He was not hurt but Dwyer insisted that Ryan leave with them. Dwyer planned to return to "Jonestown" later to resolve a dispute with a family who was split on the question of leaving Jonestown.

The party arrived at Port Kaituma airport at about 4:30 pm but the two planes did not arrive until about 5:10 pm. The delay had been caused by the unexpected request to the US Embassy for a second plane to carry the extra fifteen passengers. Soon after its arrival, a six-passenger Cessna was loaded and ready to leave. As it began to taxi to the far end of the airstrip, one of the "Jonestown" defectors on board, Larry Layton, opened fire on the other passengers. At the same time, as Ryan's party were boarding the other plane, a twin-engine Otter, occupants of a tractor and trailer owned by the People's Temple, opened fire. Ryan, three members of the media and one of the defectors were killed. Speier and five others were seriously wounded. The shooting lasted between 4-5 minutes and the larger plane was disabled. The Cessna was able to take off and reported news of the attack to controllers at the Georgetown tower. They in turn notified the Guyanese officials. The attackers left the airport soon after, while survivors of the attack sought cover and protection for the night.

According to the official report, the mass suicide began at about 5:00 pm as the shooting was beginning at the airport. At about 6:00 pm, Ambassador Burke was informed of the shooting. He, in turn, informed the US State Department at 8:30 pm by cable. At approximately 7:40 pm, Guyanese police told Sherwin Harris, a member of the Concerned Relatives Group, that his ex-wife Sharon Amos and three of her children were found dead at the People's Temple headquarters in Georgetown. Word of the deaths at "Jonestown" reached Port Kaituma at about 2:00 am on Sunday morning when survivors, Stanley Clayton and Odell Rhodes, arrived there. At dawn, Sunday, 19 November, the first contingent of Guyanese Army rescue forces arrived in Port Kaituma. More soldiers arrived within the hour. Their arrival later in the morning at "Jonestown" confirmed earlier reports of the mass suicide. The first Guyanese rescue aircraft landed at Port Kaituma, without medical supplies or personnel, at about 10:00 am. All of the wounded and most of the survivors were airlifted from Port Kaituma before nightfall and transferred to US Air Force medical evacuation aircraft in Georgetown.

A time to die -

As Ryan's delegation was preparing to board their aircraft, Jim Jones called the "Jonestown" community together. He explained to them, as if it were a premonition rather than foreknowledge, that someone on the plane was going to kill Ryan. The consequences of this action would be that those political forces that had been trying to destroy the People's Temple for years would attack the people at "Jonestown". The "enemy" would descend upon them and kill them mercilessly. This was not a new threat to the community at "Jonestown," they had lived in fear of an unnamed enemy and destroyer for many years, nor was Jones's solution new to them. He had been preparing them for what he termed "revolutionary suicide" for some time. They had even had a number of practice runs to prepare them for just such an event. A tape-recording of the mass-suicide reveals that there was little dissent about the decision to die. One or two women who felt that the children should be able to live protested, but they were soon reassured by reminders of the alternative undignified death at the hand of the enemy and the shouted support of the group. The poison-laced drink was brought to the hall and dispensed. The babies and small children, over two hundred of them, were first, with the poison poured into their mouths with syringes. As parents watched their children die, they too swallowed the fatal potion. The moments before the final decision to die brought resistance from a few, but armed guards who surrounded the room shot many of them. Of the estimated 1100 people believed to have been present at "Jonestown" at the time, 913 died, including Jim Jones, the rest somehow escaped into the jungle. It is not certain whether Jones shot himself or was shot by an unknown person.

The most puzzling question, which has arisen out of the tragedy at "Jonestown", is how one man could achieve such control over a large group of people to the point that they would willingly die at his command. It would be easy to assume that "Jonestown" was a unique situation that could only have occurred because of Jim Jones's dynamic and charismatic personality, combined with the weakness and vulnerability of his victims. Such an analysis may bring some peace that such a thing could never happen again, but it falls a long way short of providing true understanding of the situation, thereby leaving us all vulnerable to the danger of further tragedies such as "Jonestown" occurring. To properly understand "Jonestown," it is necessary to explore the social and psychological processes that were employed which ensured that such extremes of social conformity and obedience were achieved. They are processes that are common in all social groups, but in instances such as the People's Temple, they were used to the extreme, with corresponding extreme results. Members of the People's Temple had been trained for many years in readiness for the mass suicide that had finally occurred in November 1978. Jim Jones had shared with his followers his paranoid belief that the American government was plotting to destroy anyone who was involved in the People's Temple. Jones's followers were accustomed to looking to Jones for salvation. Over the years, Jones had introduced many outside "threats" to the safety of his followers but he had always removed the danger for them. Time and time again he had rescued them, they had learned to trust this man known to them as "Father."

Jones and his followers had moved to "Jonestown" with the vision to create a completely self-sufficient community based on the ideals of socialism and communalism. Each person would work for the common good, providing food, shelter, clothing, health care and education for themselves. In this community everyone would be equal and could live in peace. It was a noble ideal. One, as Jones would constantly remind them, which was worth dying for. By November 1978, the people of "Jonestown" were ready to die. After many years of input, which had held such action as something to be aspired to, with no input negating such a belief, the members of the People's Temple would have easily seen their own deaths as an act of nobility and dignity.

The visionary -

Over the twenty years preceding the events at "Jonestown," the Reverend Jim Jones's number of followers throughout America had grown considerably, as he drew to himself the outcasts of society, along with those who desired to help the downtrodden and serve those in need. During the early 1960's, Jones preached the need for racial brotherhood and integration, an unpopular doctrine at that time which brought him much criticism from the church hierarchy. To avoid such criticism, Jones founded the People's Temple in 1963, where both black and white worshipped side by side. The poor and society's misfits were welcomed with open arms. Jones's congregation worked to feed the poor, find employment for the jobless and help ex-criminals and drug addicts to put their lives back together. As Jones's congregation grew, so too did the demands he made upon his flock. Greater sacrifices and dedication were required of the People's Temple membership. As criticism of the church's practices increased, Jones relocated to northern California in 1965, along with 100 of his most dedicated and faithful followers. Once in California, the People's Temple grew considerably until there were several congregations, with its headquarters based in San Francisco. To attract new members to his "church," Jones widely publicised his services, promising miraculous healings where cancers would be removed and the blind made to see. Upon arrival, potential recruits would witness a community of brotherhood and fellowship where everyone, no matter their social standing or colour, was treated as equals. Each new potential member was greeted with personal warmth rarely encountered in the more traditional churches.

People's Temple members would stand before the crowd and recount stories of illnesses that Jim Jones had cured for them. To further convince his audience of his great powers he would make predictions of events that would always come to pass, and receive "revelations" about members or visitors, things that only they could have known. Before their eyes, Jones would heal cancer patients and a mass of putrid tissue would be torn from the patient's body. The passing of a severe initiation was required by new members that had the effect of making entry that much more desirable. Something that has to be earned is naturally valued more highly than that which is obtained freely. It also had the effect of creating a much higher level of commitment from members. Each new level of commitment asked of the member was immediately justified by the fact that much had already been sacrificed. To reject the new situation would mean admitting that the previous acts of commitment had been wrong. It is a natural phenomenon that people will tend to prolong a previously made commitment, even when painful, rather than admit that they had been mistaken. The demands made upon a new member were only small and the level of choice was high. The commitment of further time and energy into the organisation was gradual; the desire to do so was increased by the promise of the achievement of a higher ideal. All members were taught that the achievement of this ideal required self-sacrifice. The more that was sacrificed, the more that would be achieved. The new members would gradually come to see the long meetings and hours of work done for the church as being worthwhile and fulfilling. Jones increased his demands on the member only in small increments. At each new level of commitment, any reservations the person may have had could be easily rationalised and justified. By the time Jones's demands had become oppressive, the individual members were so heavily committed that to not fulfil any new demands would require a complete denial of the correctness of all past decisions and behaviour. Just as the demands on a member's time increased gradually over time, so did the level of financial commitment increase. In the early days of membership, giving money was completely voluntary, although the amounts given were recorded openly. By recording the amounts given, an unspoken expectation was conveyed. The new member could choose to give nothing or very little, but knew that his level of commitment was being measured. Over a period of time, the level of contribution was increased to 25% of each person's income and was no longer voluntary.

The highest level of commitment that could be demonstrated was when an individual or family lived at the People's Temple facilities, handing over all personal property, savings, and social security cheques to the Temple. The ideal of communal living was a large aspect of Jones's teaching as being the only truly spiritual ideal. The outside world of capitalism and individualism was seen as evil and destructive. Forces of that evil system would see the ideals and achievements of the People's Temple as a threat to its own stability and thereby want to destroy it. Through such teachings, Jones was able to create the illusion that the only place of safety and comfort was the People's Temple. The member saw any criticism of the church from the outside as being untrustworthy and proof of what Jones had taught. From the earliest stages of their indoctrination each member was taught that the achievement of a higher spirituality would require a struggle against their own weaknesses. Any areas of resistance an individual harboured against the church were quickly suppressed as being an indication of that person's lack of faith. Jones would regularly bring critics before the assembly and chastise them for their 'unbelief.' He would then require other members of the group to mete out the necessary punishment. Parents would publicly beat their children for transgressions while husbands and wives would be required to punish each other. In this way, each person was made personally responsible for the action and had to find a way to justify and rationalise it. In this way, Jones was able to become more and more brutal in his punishments as each member had learned to internalise the belief that such punishments were necessary and just. The desire to relinquish more and more control of their lives over to Jones was further encouraged by the new-found harmony and peace that committed members found in their lives. Disputes within families gradually diminished. There was no longer any cause for disagreement since the rules were clearly laid down by Jones. The everyday stress, and sometimes even turmoil, they had known in the past from the constant need to make decisions and choices was now gone. Life was easier with fewer choices.

Any idea about leaving the People's Temple was quickly dismissed by the individual for a number of reasons. Their total commitment to the church usually meant that they had isolated themselves from their family and friends, whether from lack of association or open enmity. To leave the fold of the church would mean either admitting their mistakes to family and friends or being alone without any support group. Church reaction to, and retaliation against, other defectors who were hated as traitors and enemies would also make leaving difficult. To deliberately put themselves into a situation of being despised by their friends was extremely daunting, especially when for so long the People's Temple had come to be seen as the only safe haven from an evil world. The final barrier to emancipation was economic. Each individual had surrendered all of his or her possessions and income to the People's Temple. To leave would mean to abandon all the possessions they had, leaving them penniless and homeless. Staying could easily be justified, and the consequences seem more appealing than what could be faced outside. The individual's isolation from any outside forces meant that even when they disagreed with the teachings or actions of the group, that disagreement was nowhere confirmed. With no support or agreement from another source, the individual would soon repress his own reservations. This process was made doubly effective, as each person was required to report any expressions of disagreement or dissatisfaction to Jones. Children would report their parents, husbands their wives, and parents their own children. It was not safe to trust anyone with your negative feelings, to do so would risk the public humiliation and severe punishments meted out for such "offenses." At "Jonestown" this isolation was even more extreme. The community was situated in the middle of a jungle with armed guards along the few roads that led to civilisation. Even if one succeeded in leaving the complex, he had no passport, papers or money to help him to escape. When Ryan and his delegation arrived at "Jonestown," anyone who wanted to leave had the option of doing so openly without the normal threats to their safety, yet only fifteen chose to do so. This is a strong indication of the effectiveness of Jones's indoctrination.

The man they called "the father" -

Jim Jones was born in Lyn, Indiana in 1931 during the Great Depression. As his parents struggled to eke out an existence, Jones was free to explore the world around him. At an early age he happened upon a Pentecostal congregation known as the Gospel Tabernacle, made up mainly of people who had moved to the area from Kentucky and Tennessee. The church and its members dwelt on the fringes of the community and were known as "holy-rollers" and "tongues people" by the more conservative community of Lyn. By his early teens, Jones was no longer interested in the normal activities of the other boys. He was much more interested in the emotional and religious fervour he found at the Gospel Tabernacle. Here he learned about spiritual healing and was soon receiving praise for his preaching.

In 1947 at the age of sixteen, Jones was preaching on street corners in both black and white neighbourhoods, sharing the wisdom and knowledge that he believed he possessed and was obliged to share with others. He believed in the brotherhood of man, regardless of social standing or race. His sympathies lay with the poor and the downtrodden. Jones considered himself a leader among his peers and looked down upon the behaviour of other boys his age that he considered frivolous and sinful. Yet, he strongly feared rejection and would retaliate angrily at any adverse criticism or disagreement that he saw as betrayal. An example of this was when his best friend chose to go home rather than comply with Jones's demands. As his friend walked away, Jones grabbed his father's gun and shot at the boy's fast retreating figure. During his high school years, Jones first became interested in the lives of powerful and influential men, taking a special interest in Adolf Hitler and Joseph Stalin. By the time he met his future wife, Marceline, in his late teens, he had already developed a keen knowledge and concern for social issues and world events. Marceline was a student nurse at the hospital where Jones worked part-time. They married after Jones graduated from high school with honours and began college. The first years of their marriage were very stormy. Jones was insecure and domineering. His greatest fear, that of being abandoned by the ones he cared about, caused him to be jealous of any attention Marceline gave to anyone else. Jones's constant emotional explosions and tirades were extremely difficult for Marceline, but her belief that marriage was a lifetime commitment caused her to endure. Throughout this period, Jones began to question his faith, finding it difficult to reconcile his belief in a loving and merciful God with the reality of suffering and poverty he saw around him. He now proclaimed that there was no God. He expected Marceline to share his new wisdom and threatened to committ suicide if she continued to pray. He softened his view in 1952 when the Methodists, the denomination of the church that Marceline attended, displayed a social conscience in line with his own beliefs. The church espoused the rights of minorities and worked toward putting an end to poverty. The Methodists' opposition to unemployment and support for collective bargaining for workers and security for the aged particularly impressed Jones.

In the same year, while continuing his college studies, Jones accepted a position as student pastor at the Somerset Methodist Church in a less affluent, mostly white neighbourhood in southern Indianapolis. Secretly, Jones visited a number of African-American churches in the area and invited those he met there to his own services and into his home. During this time Jones attempted to adopt Marceline's cousin, who had been living with them since they rescued him from a foster home. The twelve-year-old boy was not happy about this decision and resisted. Jones told him that any thought of returning to his mother was hopeless as she was unfit and didn't love him. After visiting his mother, the boy believed differently. In an emotional rage, Jones attempted to impose his will upon the boy, but he would not be swayed. He returned to live with his mother and refused to see Jones when he came to visit. Within a couple of years, Jones was successfully preaching at Pentecostal meetings at other churches, drawing large crowds with his healings and miracles. This success led him to leave The Somerset Methodist Church and begin his own church. By 1956, he moved his congregation to larger premises and began calling his activities a "movement" and his church the "People's Temple." His emotional style and preaching of integration and equality were unusual qualities in a white preacher in the mid-fifties and Jones's congregation did not provide the strong financial backing needed to increase his influence. Despite its lack of numbers, Jones's church established a soup kitchen and advocated giving shelter to the needy and the adoption of children. At this time, Jones and Marceline adopted a black child and a Korean orphan as well as giving birth to a son. The intensity of the Cold War in the mid-fifties influenced Jones considerably and he believed that Communism could best be fought with communalism. He was able to Christianise his burgeoning political beliefs by referring to biblical passages about people selling their possessions. Jones's good works and belief in civil rights was soon rewarded by his appointment as head of the Indianapolis Human Rights Commission. His radical beliefs and actions at this time brought many complaints and criticisms from the conservative sectors of the community. Jones began to relate to local newspapers, stories of harassment and threats to his life, although none of his claims could be substantiated by police inquiries. Coincidentally, it was as criticism of his politics was heightening that Jones had a "vision" of nuclear attack. Believing that the Midwest was the most likely target of such an attack, Jones began looking for a "safer" place to move his congregation. Leaving his congregation in the hands of his assistants, Jones went in search of the ideal location. He travelled to Hawaii and then Brazil where he stayed for two years, teaching English to support himself. It was during his return trip from Brazil that Jones first visited Guayana where he was impressed by the socialist doctrines of the government.

In 1965, two years after his return to Indianapolis, Jones moved with 140 of his followers to Ukiah in Mendicino County, California, because he had read in Esquire magazine that the area would be safe in the event of a nuclear attack. Once they were settled, Jones found part-time work as a teacher and Marceline worked as a social worker at Mendicino State hospital. They had not been there long before Marceline decided she wanted to end their marriage. Jones's extra-marital sexual encounters had become more frequent since the move to California and his lust for power and control had increased dramatically. Their son Stephan had little respect for his father because of his hypocrisy. He made rules to satisfy his own whims, yet lived up to none of them himself. Jones was using a variety of drugs to control his emotional ups and downs including Quaaludes, which Stephan used to try to kill himself. In 1968, with his family falling apart and his congregation only numbering 68, Jones applied for, and was granted, affiliation with the Disciples of Christ, a denomination that boasted 1.5 million members. With very little supervision from the church administration, Jones was able to ignore its requirement for Holy Communion and baptism; instead he preached socialism and baptized new members "in the holy name of socialism." Being a member of a recognised church gave Jones tax exemptions and higher esteem. His congregation quickly grew to 300. Jones and his followers spent much of their time promoting the church and its good works, not only in the community but also across the country. Over 30,000 copies of a newsletter were sent nationwide every month and Jones began radio broadcasting, ensuring that his good works would be known by all. By 1973, his congregation had grown to two and a half thousand and had spread to San Francisco and Los Angeles where he began to preach as well.

In 1974, Jones obtained permission from the government of Guyana to begin building a commune on a 300-acre allotment, 140 miles from Georgetown. The lease was signed and Jones named the commune "Jonestown". With some of his followers already living at the commune site, Jones decided to visit Georgetown and publicise himself there. Members of his staff approached Father Andrew Morrison to gain permission for Jones to give a service at the Catholic Sacred Church. Ill-informed of the nature of Jones's preaching, Father Morrison and others who attended were horrified by the obviously fake healings and miracles that occurred. Disappointed, Jones returned to California where the reception for his staged antics was much more favourable. Staff members, usually intellectuals with a strong mystical bent, would pilfer the garbage of temple members to glean information Jones could use to fake clairvoyance in his meetings. Potential Temple members were invited to small meetings where they were carefully screened. Anyone who appeared to be too politically conservative was excluded from further involvement, while those with anti-establishment attitudes and sympathy with Pentecostal type services were welcomed. These criteria meant that the majority of recruits were African-American, the uneducated and the poor. In response to Jones's teaching of Christian communalism, Temple members pooled their incomes and turned their property over to the People's Temple to be sold, in return they received room, board and a two-dollar a week allowance. Jones preached that only through socialism could anyone achieve perfect freedom, justice and equality. According to Jones, socialism was the manifestation of God. His miracles, healing of the sick and care for the poor were all proof that he was Christ incarnate. Jones saw himself as a social revolutionary despite the fact that his own organisation was anything but socialistic. There was no collective leadership and his staff, nearly all white, was not able to question his ideas. There was one source of authority only - Jim Jones.

Jones's dualism and hypocrisy were reflected in his teachings on sexual relationships. He believed in sexual liberation yet advocated marriage. He attacked marriage without sexual freedom as being counter-revolutionary; any spouse who reacted jealously over their partner's sexual infidelity was attacked openly. At the same time he preached the virtues of celibacy and the sexuality of all members were under attack. Each person was required to confess their sexual practices and fantasies, while women were required to publicly complain about their husband's lovemaking. Jones told his congregation that he was the only true heterosexual, yet in private he sodomised a man, justifying his actions as being the only way to prove to that man that he was really homosexual.

In December 1973, Jones was arrested in MacArthur Park, a known meeting place for homosexuals, and booked for lewd conduct. Although the charges were dismissed, Jones was required to sign a document admitting that there was good reason for the arrest. Jones was able to keep his arrest a secret and continued to gain acceptance in the San Francisco area. Left-wing groups welcomed him for his support of progressive causes and anti-establishment teachings. Temple members worked in political campaigns in San Francisco and Jones cultivated relationships with a variety of powerful political figures, using his large congregation and large accumulation of People's Temple funds to cement his influence. While his outside influence was growing and his control over his congregation was almost unbroken, Jones was not able to prevent all negative criticism directed at the People's Temple, although he did attempt to do so. He had members of his congregation take jobs in some of the leading newspapers in the area to warn him of any plans to print negative material about him.

Before the papers could take the story to print, Jones would begin threatening them with legal action. Any of his opponents who persisted in discrediting him would soon receive threatening mail and be awoken in the middle of the night with threatening phone calls. Defectors from the Temple were too terrified to tell of their negative experiences with Jones, as they were constantly threatened with grave punishments. Having been well experienced in Jones's punishments and his uncontrollable anger towards anyone who dared to leave him, defectors believed that he would make good his threats if they pushed him. Grace Stoen, the wife of Tim Stoen who was the Temple's Lawyer, experienced first hand Jones's wrath when she dared to leave the community because of the brutal beating of a member who had criticised Jones. Jones was outraged at her betrayal in light of "all that he had done for her." With Tim's support, Jones began a fierce custody battle for the Stoens's son, whom Jones falsely claimed was his own. It was this custody battle, along with a growing number of complaints from ex-members and relatives of members, which caused a great deal of public attention to become focused on the People's Temple. With the mounting negative publicity, Jones's paranoia became even more exaggerated and he began to prepare his congregation for the final move to Guyana. Once in Guyana, Jones was able to maintain control over his community of followers without the conflicting input of outside agencies. Confined to the 300-acre property with no money or passports, Jones was guaranteed that no more of his followers could abandon him. He could now be in complete control of his people. When that control was again threatened by the departure of fifteen more people with Leo Ryan's party, Jones's vengeful act of murder at the airport was typical of Jones throughout his life. The order for the mass-suicide was his means to gain ultimate control, if he could not have control of his people in life, he would have it in death!

A sinister connections?

Although the official explanation of the events at "Jonestown" has been widely accepted by the American people, there are many that question its truth. From the moment the first reports of the massacre were released, various theories of the real events leading to the tragedy began to circulate. The most prevalent of these was that the CIA was somehow involved. According to one of these theories, "Jonestown" was a continuation of a CIA mind-control program that infiltrated cults, such as The People's Temple, to carry out their experiments. CIA theorists claim that Jim Jones had many questionable associations with the CIA throughout the years he was establishing The People's Temple. The most significant association is Jones's supposed friendship with Dan Mitrione that dated back to their childhood years. Dan Mitrione was the local police chief in the early days of Jones's "ministry" in Indianapolis. Mitrione later entered the International Police Academy, supposedly a CIA front for training in counterinsurgency and torture techniques. Coincidentally, when Jones left with his wife to live in Brazil, despite his apparent lack of financial resources, Mitrione was already living there. Jones is purported to have made several visits to Belo Horizonte where the CIA's Brazilian headquarters was situated and Mitrione resided. CIA theorists report that Jones's neighbours in Brazil state that Jones had told them that he was employed by the US Office of Naval Intelligence who supplied him with transport, living expenses and a large home in which he "lived like a rich man." Soon after his return to America, with $10,000, Jones moved the People's Temple to California. Here he began building the People's Temple communal facilities and, without any trained medical personnel or the usual licensing, was able to run a nursing home. During this time Jones allegedly adopted 150 foster children, most of whom were sent to the People's Temple by court order. The Temple had a strong association with the World Vision organisation that many conspiracy theorists believe to be another CIA front, and had as a consultant, a mercenary from the rebel army UNITA, supposedly backed by the CIA.

· Other supposed CIA connections with "Jonestown" include the allegations that:

· Richard Dwyer's name had appeared in the publication Who's Who In The CIA

· US Ambassador John Burke and another embassy official, Richard McCoy, had strong links with the CIA

· The Georgetown CIA station was situated in the US Embassy building

· Dan Webber, sent to Guyana immediately after the massacre, was with the CIA and

· Joseph Blatchford, the officially appointed attorney for the "Jonestown" survivors, was involved in a scandal involving CIA infiltration of the Peace Corps.

The involvement of Larry Layton in the ambush of Ryan and his party also provokes great interest from the CIA theorists because of his family background. Layton's father was Dr Laurence Laird Layton who had been the chief of the army's Chemical Warfare Division during the 1950's. It had also been Larry Layton's brother-in-law, the UNITA link, who had negotiated with the Guayana government, on behalf of Jones, for the establishment of "Jonestown." Another point, which CIA theorists use to support their beliefs, is the fact that, despite the growing controversy surrounding the People's Temple, Jones's move to "Jonestown" was given full support from the American Embassy in Guyana.

Leo Ryan's murder is seen by many as being much more sinister than the hysterical behaviour of a madman. Leo Ryan had been a strong critic of the CIA and was the author of the Hughes-Ryan Amendment, which, if passed, would have required that the CIA report to Congress on all of its covert operations before they commenced. Soon after Ryan's death, the Hughes-Ryan Amendment was quashed in Congress. The question conspiracy theorists ask is whether Ryan was killed in order to reach this objective and the massacre at "Jonestown" merely a smoke screen to distract attention away from Ryan's murder? Witnesses at the airport, where Ryan and four others were murdered, described the gunmen as being "glassy eyed", "mechanically-walking zombies" who were "devoid of emotion." The question CIA theorists would like answered is who were these people? The official report stated that there were approximately 1100 people at "Jonestown" at the time of the massacre but other reports claim that there were closer to 1200. Of this number there were 913 dead bodies found and 167 survivors. Twenty people, if the 1100 figure is correct, are left unaccounted for. If they were the assassins, where are they now? Also unaccounted for, and never referred to in news reports, are the armed guards who were present in "Jonestown" but were free to come and go from the compound. A congressional aide may have been referring to these men in an Associated Press quote "There are 120 white, brainwashed assassins out from Jonestown, awaiting the trigger word to pick up their hit." Such a possibility seems to be confirmed for the theorists by a number of unusual deaths that have occurred since the "Jonestown" massacre. The first of these occurred in Georgetown at the People's Temple headquarters at the same time as the "Jonestown" massacre. Charles Beikman, an early Jim Jones follower who had become an "adopted son" was found to be responsible. Apparently, Beikman was also a Green Beret, of which there were over 300 in Guyana at the time on a "training exercise."

9 days after "Jonestown," San Francisco Mayor George Mascone and Supervisor Harvey Milk were killed. Both men had received financial support from Jones while he was in San Francisco and were involved in an ongoing investigation into their involvement in the disappearance of People's Temple funds. Dan White, described as being in a "zombie state" at the time of the killings, murdered them. White's lawyers attempted to defend their client by stating that White had been temporarily insane due to the effects of eating too much sugar, a defence which was mockingly known as the "Twinkie defence." Some time later, Michael Prokes, a former member of the People's Temple, informed a press conference, held in his motel room, that the CIA and FBI were secretly holding an audiotape of the "Jonestown" massacre and that he was an FBI informant. Immediately following his announcement, Prokes went into the bathroom where he supposedly committed suicide. Jeanne and Alan Mills, People's Temple members who had defected before the move to Guyana, were found bound and killed in their home almost a year after the "Jonestown" massacre. They had written a book about the People's Temple and had expressed their belief that they would eventually be murdered. Official reports state that the Mills probably knew their murderers, as there were no signs of forced entry or struggle. Their son was at home at the time of the murders but somehow escaped death. The case continues to remain unsolved. The final area of concern in the "Jonestown" massacre regards the official US decision not to conduct autopsies on the victims of the massacre; the reason given was that the cause of death was readily apparent. The results of pathology examinations conducted by Guyanese coroner Leslie Mootoo however, revealed his belief that as many as 700 of the victims were murders, not suicides. Mootoo claims that in a 32-hour period he, and his assistants, examined the bodies of 137 victims. They had all been injected with cyanide in areas of their bodies, which could not have been reached by their own hand, such as between the shoulder blades; many other victims had been shot. Charles Huff, one of the seven Green Berets who were the first American troops on the scene following the massacre, claimed that "We saw many bullet wounds as well as wounds from crossbow bolts." Those who were shot appeared to have been running toward the jungle, away from the compound, at the time they were shot. The discrepancy in the numbers of dead in the first reports, and the final figure had led many to speculate that approximately five hundred people had escaped the first spate of killings and escaped into the jungle, but were then hunted down and murdered. The descriptions of witnesses to the layout of the bodies, and the fact that there were obvious signs that many of the bodies had been dragged to their final resting place, tends to contradict the 'official' explanation that at the first counting five hundred bodies had been concealed by the other 408 bodies.

Epilogue -

Twenty-one years have passed since the tragedy of "Jonestown" occurred and still many wonder at how it came about. For many, the possibility that one man could manipulate so many people to such a great extent is incomprehensible. They look to a variety of sources to explain the apparently unexplainable, in a vain attempt to satisfy the need for understanding. Unfortunately, the processes that had been at work in the People's Temple for many years, ultimately leading to the mass suicide and murders of 913 of its member, are not unique to this particular group. We are social creatures who need to feel that we belong to something greater than ourselves and rely heavily upon the approval of others to measure our worth. Such a situation leaves us vulnerable to others, quickly changing our viewpoints to fit in with those around us, denying our own instinctive values and beliefs when faced with the conflicting views of others. People such as Jim Jones, driven by their own insatiable need to be accepted and loved, have an instinctive knowledge of the weaknesses of others and how to manipulate them to their own advantage.

Whether "Jonestown" was the result of some heinous experiment in mind control or not, cannot be fully determined one way or the other without stronger evidence, but the cloud of mystery will continue to hang over the incident until all of the documentation collected during the investigations have been revealed. At the time that it released its report, the US State Department chose to withhold over 8000 documents pertaining to "Jonestown" for a number of years. After many legal battles, it was determined that these documents should be released. Perhaps, as the information in these documents becomes available some of the mystery will be solved.

As always, stay safe

- Bird

Least we not forget: James Warren Jones (Part I of II):

A.K.A.: "Rev. Jim Jones" The founder of the peoples temple group - Murderer, The Mass suicide by poison, the number of his victims: 900 + On November 18, 1978, by both Shooting and Poison. In Jonestown, Guyana. Rev. Jones died from a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head the same day

The FBI's Jonestown files -

On November 18, 1978, Congressman Leo J. Ryan was shot and killed in Guyana, along with four other individuals. Congressman Ryan was visiting Jonestown, Guyana, for the purpose of conducting a Congressional inquiry into the activities of the People's Temple and Reverend Jim Jones. The FBI investigated his murder under the code name "RYMUR" and in 1986, Lawrence John Layton was found guilty in U.S. District Court, Northern District of California, of several federal violations, including conspiracy to murder a congressman. James Warren "Jim" Jones (May 13, 1931 – November 18, 1978) was the American founder of the Peoples Temple group, which became synonymous with group suicide after the November 18, 1978 mass suicide by poison in their isolated agricultural intentional community called Jonestown, located in the country of Guyana. Jones was found dead from a gunshot wound to the head among the 909 corpses there.

The early life and founding of Temple:

Jones was born in Lynn, Indiana to Lynetta Putnam and James Thurman Jones. He graduated from high school at Richmond High School in Richmond, Indiana. He became a preacher in the 1950s. He obtained a bachelors degree at Butler University in 1961, and after graduate school from Indiana University in Bloomington, IN, Jim sold pet monkeys door-to-door to raise the money to fund his own church that would be named Wings of Deliverance. He later renamed his church the Peoples Temple, located in Indianapolis. He gained respectability when he became an ordained minister in 1964 in- the mainstream Christian denomination, Disciples of Christ. The church was exceptional for its equal treatment of African Americans and many of them became members of the church. He started a struggle for racial equality and social justice, which he dubbed apostolic socialism. Jones authored a booklet, called "The Letter Killeth" pointing out what he felt were the contradictions, absurdities, and atrocities in the Bible, but the booklet also stated that the Bible contained great truths.

He claimed to be an incarnation of Jesus, Akhenaten, Buddha, Lenin, and Father Divine and performed supposed miracle healings to attract new members. Members of Jones' church called Jones "Father" and believed that their movement was the solution to the problems of society and many did not distinguish Jones from the movement. The group gradually moved away from the mainstream.

Jonestown and mass murder-suicide:

In the summer of 1977, Jones and most of the 1000 members of the Peoples Temple moved to Guyana from San Francisco after an investigation into the church for tax evasion was begun. Jones named the closed settlement Jonestown after himself. His intention was to create an agricultural utopia in the jungle, free from racism and based on quasi-communist principles. The People who had left the organization prior to its move to Guyana told the authorities of brutal beatings, murders and of a mass suicide plan, but were not believed. In spite of the tax evasion allegations, Jones was still widely respected for setting up a racially mixed church which helped the disadvantaged. Around 70% of the inhabitants of Jonestown were black and impoverished. The religious scholar Mary McCormick Maaga argued that Jones' authority waned after he moved to the isolated commune, because there he was not needed anymore for recruitment and he could not hide his drug addiction from rank and file members. Consequently, he lost some of his power to inner-circle members. In November 1978, U.S. Congressman Leo Ryan led a fact-finding mission to the Jonestown settlement in Guyana after allegations by relatives in the U.S. of human rights abuses. Ryan's delegation arrived in Jonestown on November 15 and spent three days interviewing residents.

They left hurriedly on the morning of Saturday November 18 after an attempt was made on Ryan's life. They took with them roughly 15 Peoples Temple members who wished to leave. Delegation members later told police that, as they were boarding planes at the airstrip, a truckload of Jones' armed guards arrived and began to shoot at them. At the same time, one of the supposed defectors, Larry Layton, drew a weapon and began to fire on members of the party. When the gunmen left, six people were dead: Representative Ryan, Don Humphrey, a reporter from NBC, a cameraman from NBC, a newspaper photographer, and one defector from the Peoples Temple. The former California State Senator Jackie Speier, a staff member for Rep. Ryan in 1978, Richard Dwyer, the Deputy Chief of Mission from the U.S. Embassy at Georgetown and allegedly an officer of the Central Intelligence Agency, and a producer for NBC News, Bob Flick, survived the attack. Later that same day, around 913 of the remaining people of Jonestown, 276 of them children, died in what has commonly been labeled a mass suicide, although many who died were murdered. While some followers obeyed Jones' instructions to commit "revolutionary suicide" by drinking cyanide-laced grape flavored Flavor Aid (often misconstrued as Kool-aid), others died by forced cyanide injection or by shooting. Jones was found dead sitting in a deck chair with a gunshot wound to the head, although it is unknown if he had been murdered or committed suicide.

The autopsy on his body showed levels of the barbiturate pentobarbital that could have been lethal to humans who have not developed physiological tolerance. His drug usage (including various LSD and marijuana experiments) was confirmed by his son, Stephan, and Jones's doctor in San Francisco.

And other Issues:

Jones was married to Marceline Jones. They had two sons together, one biological and one adopted. Their biological son, Stephan Gandhi Jones, did not take part in the mass suicide because he was away, playing with the Peoples Temple basketball team in a game against the Guyanese national team. Jones' adopted son, Jim Jones Jr., was African American. Jim and Marceline were the first white couple in Indiana to adopt an African American child. Jones claimed to be the biological father of John Victor Stoen, who was the legal son of Grace Stoen and her husband Timothy Stoen. The custody dispute over Stoen had great symbolic value for the Peoples Temple and intensified the conflict with its opponents who consisted of, among others, a group called the "Concerned Relatives". Marceline and Jim Jones' son Stephan Jones is today a businessman and family man, married with three children of his own. He appeared in the recent documentary Jonestown: Paradise Lost which aired in the USA on the History Channel. He states that he won't watch the film and that he does not mourn his father, only his mother Marceline Jones.

In MacArthur Park, Los Angeles on December 13, 1973, Jones was arrested and charged with soliciting a man for sex in a movie theater bathroom known for homosexual activity. The man, as it turns out, was an undercover Los Angeles Police Department vice officer. Jones is on record as later telling his followers that he was "the only true heterosexual", but at least one account exists of his sexually abusing a male member of his congregation in front of the followers, ostensibly to prove the man's own homosexual tendencies. One of his sources of inspiration was the controversial cult leader Father Divine. Jones had borrowed the term "revolutionary suicide" from Black Panther leader Huey Newton who had argued "the slow suicide of life in the ghetto" ought to be replaced by revolutionary struggle that would end only in victory (socialism and self determination) or revolutionary suicide (death).

Another popular story goes like this:

Jonestown gained lasting international notoriety in 1978, when nearly its whole population died in a mass murder-and-suicide ordered by Jones. Jones himself was among the slain, numbering somewhat over nine hundred men, women and children. Jonestown was the communal settlement made in northwestern Guyana by the Peoples Temple, a cult from California. And was founded in the mid-1970s by the cult leader, Jim Jones, for whom it was named, but it was occupied for only a few years. It stood amidst jungle, about seven miles (11 km) southwesterly from Port Kaituma. The place was promptly abandoned by the collapsing remnant of the Peoples Temple. Afterward, it was at first tended by the Guyanese government, which allowed its re-occupation by Hmong refugees from Laos for a few years in the early 1980s, but it has since been altogether deserted.

Origins -

The Peoples Temple was formed in Indianapolis, Indiana, during the mid-1950s. In the 1960s, Jones' congregation had dwindled to fewer than a hundred members and was on the verge of collapse. Jones managed to secure an affiliation with the Disciples of Christ. This new association bolstered the Temple's reputation, increased its membership, and spread Jones' influence. Beginning in 1965, Jones and about 80 followers moved to Redwood Valley in Mendocino County, California, where they believed they would be safe from nuclear fallout if there were a nuclear attack on the United States. In 1972, Jones moved his congregation to San Francisco, California and opened another church in Los Angeles, California. While in San Francisco, Jones changed his political image from anti-Communist to socialist, vocally supported prominent political candidates, was appointed to city commissions and made grants to local newspapers with the stated goal of supporting the First Amendment. Partly inspired by the eccentric preacher Father Divine, he began charity efforts with the goal of recruiting the poor. After several scandals and investigation for tax evasion in San Francisco, Jones began planning a relocation of the Temple. According to the American Journal of Economics & Sociology, Jones considered locations in California and Brazil before settling on Guyana. In 1974, he leased over 3,800 acres (15.4 km²) of jungle land from the Guyanese government. Soon, members of the People's Temple began the construction of Jonestown under the supervision of senior Temple members. Jones then went back to California before he encouraged all of his followers to move to Jonestown in 1977. Jonestown's population increased from 50 members in 1977 to more than 900 at its peak in 1978.

Jonestown established -

Many of the Peoples Temple members believed that Guyana would be, as Jones promised, a paradise. Instead, most of Jonestown's residents, including children, ended up raising food and animals for the "Peoples Temple Agricultural Project". The work was performed six days a week, from seven in the morning to six in the evening, with temperatures that often reached over 100 degrees Fahrenheit (38 degrees Celsius), in Guyana's equatorial climate. According to some, meals for the members consisted of nothing more than rice and beans while Jones dined on eggs, meat and soft drinks from a private refrigerator, separate from the others. Medical problems such as severe diarrhea and high fevers struck half the community in February 1978. According to the New York Times, copious amounts of drugs such as Thorazine, sodium pentathol, chloral hydrate, Demerol and Valium were administered to Jonestown residents, with detailed records being kept of each person’s drug regimen; Jonestown residents claimed the drugs were administered to control their behavior. Various forms of punishment were used against members considered to be serious disciplinary problems. Methods included imprisonment in a 6x4x3-foot (1.8 X 1.2 X 0.9 m) plywood box and forcing children to spend a night at the bottom of a well, sometimes upside-down. Members who attempted to run away were drugged to the point of incapacitation. Armed guards patrolled the compound day and night to enforce obedience to Jones. Children, surrendered to communal care, addressed Jones as "Dad" and were only allowed to see their real parents briefly at night. Jones was called "Father" or "Dad" by the adults as well. Up to $65,000 in monthly welfare payments to Jonestown residents were appropriated by Jones, whose own wealth was estimated to be at least $26 million. Local Guyanese, including a police official, related stories about harsh beatings and a "torture hole," a well into which Jones had "misbehaving" children thrown in the middle of the night. Jones had terrified the children by making them believe there was a monster living at the bottom of the well, which was in fact Jones' henchmen who pulled and tugged the children's legs as they descended into the well. The mass suicides that would make Jonestown notorious were rehearsed during "white nights". In an affidavit, Peoples Temple defector Deborah Layton explains how these were rehearsed.

"Everyone, including the children, was told to line up. As we passed through the line, we were given a small glass of red liquid to drink. We were told that the liquid contained poison and that we would die within 45 minutes. We all did as we were told. When the time came when we should have dropped dead, Rev. Jones explained that the poison was not real and that we had just been through a loyalty test. He warned us that the time was not far off when it would become necessary for us to die by our own hands."

Investigations -

On Tuesday November 14, 1978, Congressman Leo Ryan, a Democrat from San Francisco, flew to Guyana, along with a team of 18 people, consisting of government officials, media representatives and members of the group "Concerned Relatives of Peoples Temple Members." The group included Ryan; his legal advisor, Jackie Speier; Neville Annibourne, representing Guyana's Ministry of Information; Richard Dwyer, Deputy Chief of Mission of the US Embassy to Guyana at Georgetown (who some believe to have been a CIA agent); reporters Tim Reiterman (San Francisco Herald-Examiner) and Don Harris (NBC); Greg Robinson; Steve Sung; Bob Flick; Charles Krause; Ron Javers; Bob Brown; and Concerned Relatives representatives Anthony Katsaris, Jim Cobb and Carolyn Houston Boyd. Ryan and the others intended to investigate allegations that human rights were being violated daily at the Peoples Temple, that individuals were being held against their will, that individuals had their money and passports confiscated, that mass suicide rehearsals were being conducted, and that seven attempted defectors were killed.

From the time Ryan and the others arrived at midnight in Georgetown, the capital city of Guyana, before Wednesday the 15th, there were signs that things would not run smoothly. Previously booked hotel rooms were occupied and the group had to find other lodgings. In the days that followed, Jones' lawyers in Georgetown, Mark Lane and Charles Garry, refused to allow Ryan's party access to Jonestown. During his stay at Georgetown, Ryan visited the Temple headquarters at a large house called "Lamaha Gardens". At a rear patio, Ryan spoke with Temple members Laura Johnston Kohl and others, who showed him around the house's first floor. Ryan asked to speak to Jones by radio, but Sharon Amos, the highest-ranking Temple member present, advised Ryan that his present visit was unscheduled. Members recalled Ryan as a likeable man who had a bad cold.

Ryan’s Jonestown visit -

By late morning on Friday, November 17, Ryan informed Lane and Garry that he would leave for Jonestown at 2:30 p.m., regardless of Jones' schedule or willingness. Ryan's party did so at roughly that time, and accompanied by Lane and Garry, and came to Port Kaituma airstrip, 10 km from Jonestown, some hours later. Only Ryan and three others were initially accepted into Jonestown, but the rest of Ryan's group were allowed in after sunset. It was later reported (and verified by audiotapes recovered by investigators) that Jones had run rehearsals in how to receive Ryan's delegation, to convince them that everyone was happy and in good spirits. On the night of Ryan's arrival, there was a reception and concert held for the Ryan delegation. Temple members were carefully selected by Jones to accompany individual visitors around the compound. Some were angry and saw the Congressman's visit as trouble brought in from outside, while many went on with their usual routines. Two Peoples Temple members (Vernon Gosney and Monica Bagby) made the first move for defection that night-- Gosney passed a note to Ron Harris, reading "Vernon Gosney and Monica Bagby. Please help us get out of Jonestown." That night the Ryan delegation (Ryan, Speier, Dwyer, and Annibourne) stayed in Jonestown. The entire press corps and the members of Concerned Relatives were told that they had to find other accommodations, and so they went to Port Kaituma and stayed at a small café.

In the early morning of November 18, more than a dozen Temple members sensed danger enough to walk out of the colony toward Matthew's Ridge, in the opposite direction of the airstrip at Port Kaituma. These defectors included the five members of the Evans family and Leslie Wilson and her two sons, who were the family of Jonestown's head of security, Joe Wilson. Later, when the reporters and Concerned Relatives had arrived, Marceline Jones, wife of Jim Jones, gave a tour of the settlement for the visiting reporters. There was a dispute outside a small dormitory building, where elderly black female temple members were living. The windows and doors were all shut, and Jones loyalists accused the press of being racist for trying to invade the privacy of the elderly women. The journalists replied that they wanted to know about the living conditions. Jim Jones woke late on the morning of November 18, and the NBC crew handed him Vernon Gosney's note. Jones was angry and believed that those who wanted to leave the community would "lie" and destroy Jonestown. Jones and many other members of the Peoples Temple saw themselves as a family that had the right and the duty to stay together. Then two families stepped forward and asked to be escorted out of Jonestown by the Ryan delegation. They were the Parks and the Bogue families, along with Christopher O'Neal and Harold Cordell, who were partners of women in the two families. Cordell would lose 14 family members (ages 2-76) that evening during the poisonings. The Bogues would lose their daughter Marilee (age 18), and Gosney would lose his son Mark (age 5). Jones was angry, even though other members and visitors told him it was actually a compliment that out of over 1,000 people only a few dozen wished to leave. Jones then gave them permission to leave, with some money and their passports. Jones also told them they would be welcome to come back at any time. That afternoon, there was a very long negotiation under a pavilion, during which Jones was upset by news that the Evans and Wilson families had defected on foot. While negotiations proceeded under the pavilion, some new emotional scenes developed between family members. Al Simon, an Amerindian member of the Peoples Temple, walked toward Ryan with two of his small children in his arms and asked to go back with them to the US, but his wife Bonnie was summoned on the loudspeakers by Jones' staff and she loudly denounced her husband. Another famous scene took place on camera between Maria Katsaris (a Jones' staff member) and her brother Anthony. He pleaded with her to return to the US and consult with their family, but she bitterly rejected his suggestion. Maria pulled off her gold necklace, threw it at her brother and cursed him as the visitors and defectors were about to leave.

Then violence breaks out:

Because more people were leaving than had been expected, and due to the limited seating available on the small Cessna aircraft Ryan had chartered back to Georgetown, Ryan planned on sending a group there, and staying behind with the rest until another flight could be scheduled. Temple member Don Sly (nicknamed "Ujara"), acting directly under Jones' orders, attacked Ryan with a knife. This was one of a series of orders Jones gave that day which had one or more of his loyalists taking drastic action without any other loyalists knowing of Jones' instructions, resulting in much confusion between Temple members. In fact, when Sly attacked Ryan, other loyal Peoples Temple members helped stop the attack. Although the congressman was not seriously hurt in the attack, he and Dwyer realized the visiting party and the defectors were in danger. Ryan's party and 16 ex-Temple members left Jonestown and reached the nearby Port Kaituma airstrip at 4:30 p.m., where they planned to use two planes (a six-passenger Cessna and a slightly larger Twin Otter) to fly to Georgetown.

Shortly before the scheduled departure, Jones loyalist Larry Layton demanded to join the group. Several other defectors voiced their suspicions about his motives, but Ryan and Speier allowed him to join. Before the Cessna took off, Layton produced a gun he had hidden under his poncho, and started shooting at the passengers. He wounded Monica Bagby and Vernon Gosney, and he tried to kill Dale Parks, who disarmed Layton. At about this time, a tractor appeared at the airstrip, driven by members of Jones' armed guards (the "Red Brigade"). The tractor got within about 30 feet of the Otter, and then the Jones loyalists opened fire while circling the plane on foot and apparently in military-style formation. At this time, Congressman Leo Ryan was shot dead along with four other journalists. A few seconds of the shooting were captured on camera by NBC cameraman Bob Brown, whose camera kept rolling even as he was shot dead. Congressman Ryan, news team members Brown, Robinson, and Harris, and 44-year-old Jonestown defector Patricia Parks were killed in the few minutes of shooting. Jackie Speier was injured by five bullets. Steve Sung and Anthony Katsaris also were badly wounded. The Cessna was able to take off and fly to Georgetown, leaving behind the gunfire-damaged Otter (whose pilot and copilot also flew out in the Cessna). Journalist Tim Reiterman, who had stayed at the airstrip, photographed the aftermath of the violence. Dwyer assumed leadership at the scene, and at his recommendation, Layton was arrested by Guyanese state police. Dwyer was hit by one bullet, in his buttock, at the airstrip.

It took several hours before the 10 wounded and others in their party gathered themselves together and spent the night in a café, with the more seriously wounded in a small tent on the airfield. A Guyananese government plane came to evacuate the wounded the following morning. Five teenage members of the Parks and Bogue families, with one boyfriend, were told by defector Gerald Parks after the shooting to hide in the adjacent jungle until help arrived and their safety was assured. They went into the jungle but got lost for three days and nearly died, until they were found by Guyanese soldiers. Many Guyanese soldiers and civilians were looking on from alongside the airstrip as the shooting transpired. None of them attempted to intervene, and none of them came forward later to offer witness testimony. To date none of them have even been identified.

The mass murder-and-his suicide:

About 45 minutes after the Port Kaituma shootings (which is how long it took to travel the rough 6-mile road back to Jonestown) the airstrip shooters arrived back in Jonestown, and one eyewitness (Tim Carter, a Vietnam war veteran) recalled them having the "thousand-yard stare" of weary soldiers. The shooters numbered about nine, and their identities are not all certainly known, but most sources agree that Joe Wilson (Jones’ head of security), Thomas Kice Sr., and Albert Touchette were among them. Jim Jones called a meeting under the pavilion as night fell. It was announced as another "white night", the fake-suicide which had been rehearsed before. But this time, Dr. Laurence Schacht, Nurse Annie Moore, and others mixed cyanide and Valium into a metal vat full of grape Flavor Aid. Before the murder-suicide got under way, Jones argued with two Temple members who actively resisted his decision for the whole congregation to die. One was 60-year-old Christine Miller, who repeatedly suggested alternative strategies, such as taking all the children to Russia along with Jones himself. Another dissenter was almost certainly Jones’ own wife, Marceline. Jones then assured his followers that CIA-sponsored mercenaries or Guyanese soldiers would soon emerge from the jungle and slaughter all of them. Loyalists with crossbows and firearms formed a circle around the area where the poison was being injected into children's mouths with plastic syringes and distributed in paper cups. When families each assembled and arrived at the head of the line, the children were poisoned first. This is often suggested to be the reason so many adults continued toward their own deaths with little or no resistance. Stephan Jones, surviving son of Jim Jones, asserted afterward that, to many, it would have been impossible to carry on living after seeing so many children die. According to eyewitness Stanley Clayton, the families were then escorted away from where the poison vat was located, and told to lie down together along walkways and areas out of the close vision of the people who were still being dosed, because anyone present who believed that this was just another rehearsal would not believe so any longer after seeing people convulsing and dying. The poison was extremely effective, causing death within about five minutes to everyone who drank it.

Four people, who were intended to be poisoned, decided not to cooperate and survived. They were 76-year-old Hyacinth Thrash, who hid under her bed when nurses were going through her dormitory with cups of poison; 36-year-old Odell Rhodes, a Jonestown teacher and craftsman who hid; 25-year-old Stanley Clayton, who also hid; and 79-year-old Grover Davis, who was hard of hearing and so missing the announcement on the loudspeaker to assemble, lay down in a ditch and pretended to be dead. Thrash and Davis were recovered by Guyanese soldiers on Sunday morning. Rhodes and Clayton left for Port Kaituma. Five people were given assignments by Jones or his staff that did not call them to their deaths. His two lawyers, Charles Garry and Mark Lane, who were not Temple members, were escorted to "the East House", which was used to accommodate visitors, far away from the pavilion. Tim Carter (30), Mike Carter (20), and Mike Prokes (31) were given luggage containing money and documents, which they were told to deliver to Guyana’s Soviet Embassy. Lawyers Garry and Lane walked through the jungle during the night and eventually made it to Port Kaituma. While in the jungle near the settlement, they heard cheering, then gunshots. This observation concurs with the testimony of Clayton, who heard the same sounds as he was sneaking back into Jonestown to retrieve his passport and to snatch a bottle of Jones’ cold beer. Clayton and Rhodes (who were not aware of each other’s movements) both looked for the home of one Guyanese family they knew, which was near Jonestown on the way to Port Kaituma.

Only Clayton found the house in the dark, while Rhodes continued on to Port Kaituma. Clayton told the Guyanese family what had just happened, but he was not taken seriously. Clayton then suggested that the people of Jonestown no longer needed their tools and equipment. The father of the Guyanese family then went to Jonestown as Clayton slept. He returned in the morning with a disturbed look on his face, according to Clayton. Evidently, Jones and his immediate staff, after having organized and supervised the "white night", came together and killed themselves and each other with handguns, after giving a final cheer.

However, the only two people who were killed by gunfire were Jones and Annie Moore; it is unknown whether Jones shot himself or was shot by someone else, and Moore left a suicide note before shooting herself inside Jones' cabin. Recovery workers entering Jones' cabin found the door blocked by her body. As a means of escaping the slow death endured by his followers, it is believed by his son Stephan, that Jim Jones chose to be shot rather than poisoned. ther non-suicides appeared to have had the poisonous brew injected into them between the shoulder blades by unknown persons. Moore was one of only seven people (out of 913) to have an autopsy performed on her, at the insistence of her family. Her sister Rebecca Moore, who was not a Peoples Temple member, has since 1999 hosted a website about the disaster. Moore's note in part stated:

"I am at a point right now so embittered against the world that I don't know why I am writing this. Someone who finds it will believe I am crazy or believe in the barbed wire that does NOT exist in Jonestown."

Another last note was left, unsigned, either by Richard Tropp or by Marceline Jones. The Carter brothers and Mike Prokes were put into protective custody in Port Kaituma, but released in Georgetown. Rhodes, Clayton, and the two lawyers were also brought to Georgetown. Larry Layton, who had opened fire aboard the Cessna, was extradited to the USA and put in prison; he is the only person ever to have been held responsible for the events at Jonestown. He was eventually paroled in 2002. There is no evidence indicating that mercenaries or Guyanese soldiers, or indeed anyone else, were present in the jungle surrounding Jonestown on the evening of the mass suicide/murders, as Jones told his followers.

The aftermath -

Early reports claimed that about 400 Temple members had been killed, and the remainder had fled into the jungle. This death count was revised over the next week until the final total 909 was reached. The sheer scale of the event, as well as Jones' socialist leanings, led some to suggest CIA involvement, however, in 1980 the House Permanent Select Committee on Intelligence investigated the Jonestown mass suicide and announced that there was no evidence of CIA involvement at Jonestown. Most government documents relating to Jonestown remain classified. According to various press reports, surviving Temple members in the U.S. announced their fears of being targeted by a "hit squad" of Jonestown survivors; similarly, in 1979, the Associated Press reported the claim of a U.S. Congressional aide that there were ".. 120 white, brainwashed assassins out from Jonestown awaiting the trigger word to pick up their hit."

The legacy of Jonestown --

Jonestown itself became a "ghost town" after 1978 and was mostly destroyed by a fire in the mid-1980s, after which the ruins were left to decay. Today there remains little to mark the site where one of the most notorious mass suicides in history occurred. The buildings and grounds were not taken over by local Guyanese people because of the social stigma associated with the murders and suicides. The Jonestown deaths were among several incidents from about 1978 to 1982 that greatly undermined cults or "new religious movements" in the United States.

As always, stay safe

- Bird

English: The origins of normal reality:

Yes, sir, after 493 eons (give or take a couple hundred years) I found out where the origin of normal reality starts out. And, you will also know. So, I stand before you, humbly, so that you may know that the beginning of this long journey is not in vain; I just need to know whether you are a boy (with a dangle) or a girl (with an extra pocket) or you are unsure … Take your time, as I now have the time, to take you on the most fantastic journey that one could ever possibly go on … You are not sure, huh? Well I understand that, so I give you three humans, the left is with a dangle, the middle is not quite sure whether it’s a he or a she, and on the far right, the one squatting (yeah she is urinating) is a woman, and since you are unsure what your sex is, we shall choose to enter into the body of the middle one (she - he, or maybe it is a he - she, is equally unsure), in order for us to enter this human we will need to be smaller … Oh, how you ask, my workers assistants will wrap us up, together in the newest scientific discovery, this sheathing will protect our (already) fragile bodies and allow us to make the journey with little discomfort, yes, yes, it is called ‘shrink wrap’ after we are covered we shall enter that box right over there to be shrunk, it is called a microwave, and it will shrink us to the size of 100 µm in diameter, or the size of a human cell, (a rather fat ‘red blood’ cell to be exact). So are you ready? No, it should not take us more than 158775 days or 435 years, but with the new scientific instrument “the stromberger effect” it will actually only take us 1.551 years, because this instrument wraps us in an inpentratable shield made up of neutrons which allows us to travel 102359 years in a single year, and a magnetic cover made up of hydrargyrum which will allow us to go even faster, but I guarantee that we should be back before the sunrise of (let’s see, today is Saturday morning, so, it should be right around Sunday, at 2337 hrs. yeah I’ll just say …) Monday afternoon (yeah that’s on the safe side). No you will not need to pack a lunch, (as I truly doubt, very seriously, that your stomach will hold any food), and yes you shall be quite delighted (and nauseated) by this trip, the wonders that you will see (and stare at while asking yourself ‘what the …) will more than make up for the time that we spend on this journey. Thus, you need not concern yourself over these minute details, as it will be fantastic, breath taking (as in you might want to stop breathing now), you will be amazed (and quite disgusted) by the sights and sounds (pack some ear plugs and a gas mask) of his magnificent journey. No, the admission is free (so pay at the door) you may be a wee bit tired by the long journey so you just pull up a chair (and sit on the floor). Now, are we ready? Good, let us begin … You need to speak up as all I am hearing is mumbling. What is that? Eh? Here let me make some minor adjustments to your voice box, because if I cannot hear you then if you become lost or injured I will not know and therefore I will not be able to assist; calm down this will only take a few seconds, let me get my toolbox, yes, a screw driver will work wonderfully … lift your chin up, and stop trying to cover your neck, how am I to adjust if I cannot see what I am doing … Ahh, there it is, I would say just a half a turn will be sufficient … There not say something … ‘growl’ okay let me try again, can you say something now? “What the hell are you doing to me?” Ahh, yes, you needed a little adjusting.

Now shall we begin? “How are we going to get into his or her mouth, without being chewed on?” That is the easy part, the assistants will stuff us into that straw over there, and put some tissue behind us, then shoot us out to the mouth with the rubber band that is used for that purpose. “Oh, well then I guess I am ready.” Then we shall go. Wait, wait, and wait! “What, are we going or not?’” Yes, we are going, but …One of my assistants just informed me that there just might be an easier path. “Huh?” You see there is a spreading red spot on his right side, “his, I thought you said he was a she, or she was a he, an undecided one;” it’s just a reference, most folks call someone a he, his, or him when making a general reference. “Oh, okay, so there is an easier path to go?” Well, it seems that he has been shot, “he does not look like he is in any pain, so how can you be sure?” Look here, I seen this one walk about with a broken arm for over 20 days before he figured there was something wrong, then went to medical to get it fixed.

“Wow, really, he didn’t feel any pain?” Well, with all the drugs that he puts in his system, it’s a wonder he is still with us. “Why does he put drugs in his system?” Oh it is a voluntary act, I think that people who do that just want the feeling, and really do not care of the damage they are doing to their bodies. “Hmm, so what you’re saying is, that people voluntarily poison themselves to feel good?” Yup, it happens all the time. “So, what’s the easiest way to get to this mystical place, where normal reality begins?” We go through the whole made by the projectile and it should, as my assistant is telling me, lead us to the opening of the organ where the normal reality is born. “Whew, and here I thought it will take us years to get there now you’re saying it may only be just a couple hours?” Hours hell! Minutes! So my assistants are adjusting our cannon now, and we are ready to load her up, so let’s go. You in first, “Wait, why do I have to be first?” That is just the nature of the flight I am the rudder of sorts to guide us to where we need to go. “Oh, okay I suppose.” So in you go, “Hey, watch what you’re doing with that hand, pal!” what? “Get your hand off my ass, I don’t do that anymore.” Or any less. “What did you just say?” Nothing. “Yeah, I thought so.” Whatever. Alright we are cocked. “We are not, like said I don’t do that anymore,” and loaded, and here we go ….. Swoosh. “Wow, what a stench, it smells like an old outhouse that hasn’t been cleaned in years that someone just tipped over!” Get used to it, we will be here for just a few minutes… “So where are we?” Well you see that opening right over there at the base of that tube full of half predigested junk, “Yeah, and?” Well, we, made it to what humans knows are the appendix, you see we are at the bottom if the large intestine, that smaller tunnel over there (pointing) is the beginning of the small intestine, and the stench is a natural process, whereby the body processes food (if what he is eating can be called that) and takes out all the nutrients before expelling the stuff that it no longer needs. “What? I need to get out of here!” Calm down, a couple of deep breaths, count to ten slowly… “I don’t need deep breaths, I am already gagging.”

Let us, continue. “Why are there all these red globes hanging all over the place?” Oh that’s just disease, and the least of his worries. “Really, hmm.” So we are almost there, let’s go! Now through the opening. Ahh, it’s still there. “What?” Sir, I give you the birth place of normal reality, ta da… “Really, where I don’t see anything other than bits and pieces of junk and a couple rusty nails.” No it’s right there (pointing). “Really, it’s a cell that has split into two halves where it looks like, one half of the cell is a bit wrinkled.” Yup that’s it, do you see the little speck at the base of the cell? “Oh yeah, I do see that, hmmm.” Well on the fully mature side of the cell is the normal reality birth place, and the other side who started out as normal, got educated before it was meant to be. Now that speck needs to decide whether to travel the path of least resistance , and go normal, or be enlightened and travel to the other side, and, and, yippppeeee, we have another birth of abnormal reality… wheeeee

In bird’s reality nothing is impossible.

- bird.

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Afrikaans: Die oorsprong van die normale werklikheid:

Ja, meneer, na 493 eons (gee of neem 'n paar honderd jaar) Ek het uitgevind waar die oorsprong van die normale werklikheid begin. En jy sal ook weet. So staan ​​ek nederig voor julle, sodat julle kan weet dat die begin van hierdie lang reis nie tevergeefs is nie; Ek moet net weet of jy 'n seun is (met 'n dangle) of 'n meisie (met 'n ekstra sak) of jy is onseker ... Neem jou tyd, soos ek nou die tyd het, om jou op die mees fantastiese reis te neem wat daardie een kan ooit aangaan ... Jy is nie seker nie, huh? Wel, ek verstaan ​​dit, so ek gee jou drie mense, die linkerkant is met 'n dangle, die middel is nie heeltemal seker of dit 'n hy of sy is nie, en aan die heel regs is die een wat homself besig is om te urineer vrou, en aangesien jy nie seker is wat jou seks is nie, sal ons kies om in die middel van die middel te gaan (sy is, of dalk is dit 'n hy - sy is ewe onseker), sodat ons dit kan betree mens sal ons kleiner moet wees. O, hoe jy vra, my werkersassistente sal ons in die nuutste wetenskaplike ontdekking saamvat. Hierdie skede sal ons (al) brose liggame beskerm en ons toelaat om die reis met min ongemak te maak, Ja, ja, dit word 'krimpwrap' genoem, nadat ons bedek is, sal ons daardie boks daar regs kry om gekrimp te word, dit word 'n mikrogolf genoem, en dit sal ons krimp tot die grootte van 100 μm in deursnee, of die grootte van 'n menslike sel, ('n baie vet 'rooi bloed' sel om presies te wees). So is jy gereed? Nee, dit behoort ons nie meer as 158775 dae of 435 jaar te neem nie, maar met die nuwe wetenskaplike instrument "die stromberger-effek" sal ons eintlik net 1.551 jaar neem, want hierdie instrument draai ons in 'n ondompelbare skild wat bestaan ​​uit neutrone wat toelaat ons reis oor 102359 jaar in 'n jaar en 'n magnetiese omslag wat bestaan ​​uit hydrargyrum wat ons sal toelaat om nog vinniger te gaan, maar ek verseker dat ons terug moet wees voor die sonsopkoms van (laat ons sien, vandag is Saterdagoggend, Dit behoort sondag om 2337 uur te wees. Ja, ek sal net sê.) Maandagmiddag (ja dit is aan die kant van die kant). Nee, jy sal nie 'n middagete moet pak nie (soos ek werklik twyfel, dat jou maag enige kos sal hou), en ja, jy sal nogal verheug wees oor hierdie reis, die wonders wat jy sal sien ( en staar na terwyl jouself vra wat die ...) sal meer as die tyd wat ons spandeer op hierdie reis. So, jy hoef nie jouself te bekommer oor hierdie minuut besonderhede nie, aangesien dit fantasties sal wees, asem neem (soos jy dalk nou wil stop asem), sal jy verbaas wees (en nogal walglik) deur die beelde en klanke proppe en 'n gasmasker) van sy pragtige reis. Nee, die toegang is gratis (betaal dus by die deur). Jy kan 'n bietjie moeg wees deur die lang reis, sodat jy net 'n stoel opklim (en sit op die vloer). Nou is ons gereed? Goed, laat ons begin ... Jy moet praat, want alles wat ek hoor, is mompel. Wat is dit? Eh? Hier laat ek 'n paar kleiner aanpassings aan jou stemkas maak, want as ek jou nie kan hoor nie, as jy verlore raak of beseer word, sal ek nie weet nie en daarom sal ek nie kan help nie; Laat my kuier afkom, en laat my probeer om jou nek te bedek, hoe moet ek aanpas as ek nie kan sien wat ek is nie? doen ... Ahh, daar is dit, ek sal sê dat net 'n halwe beurt voldoende sal wees... Moenie iets sê nie... "Oke, oke, laat my weer probeer, kan jy nou iets sê? "Wat gaan dit met jou doen?" Ahh, ja, jy het 'n bietjie aangepas. Nou sal ons begin? "Hoe gaan ons in sy mond inkom, sonder om gekou te word?" Dit is die maklike deel, die assistente sal ons daar in die strooi spat en 'n bietjie weefsel agter ons sit en ons dan na die mond skiet met die rubber band wat vir daardie doel gebruik word. "O ja, ek dink ek is gereed." Dan gaan ons gaan. Wag, wag en wag! "Wat gaan ons of nie?" "Ja, ons gaan maar ... Een van my assistente het my net ingelig dat daar net 'n makliker pad kan wees. "Huh?" Jy sien daar is 'n verspreide rooi plek aan sy regterkant, "hy het gedink jy was 'n sy, of sy was 'n onbesliste een;" dit is net 'n verwysing, die meeste mense noem iemand 'n hy, sy of hom wanneer hy 'n algemene verwysing maak. "O, oke, so, daar is 'n maklike pad om te gaan?" Wel, dit lyk of hy geskiet is, "hy lyk nie of hy in enige pyn is nie, so hoe kan jy seker wees?" Kyk hier, ek het gesien Hierdie een loop meer as 20 dae met 'n gebroke arm voordat hy uitgepluis het, daar was iets verkeerds, en toe na mediese om dit vas te stel.

"Wow, regtig, hy het geen pyn gevoel nie?" Wel, met al die dwelms wat hy in sy stelsel plaas, is dit 'n wonder dat hy nog by ons is. "Hoekom plaas hy dwelms in sy stelsel?" O, dit is 'n vrywillige daad, ek dink dat mense wat dit doen net die gevoel wil hê en regtig nie omgee vir die skade wat hulle aan hul liggame doen nie. "Hmm, so wat jy sê, is dat mense hulself vrywillig vergiftig om goed te voel?" Ja, dit gebeur al die tyd. "So, wat is die maklikste manier om by hierdie mistieke plek te kom, waar die normale werklikheid begin?" Ons gaan deur die hele deur die projektiel gemaak en dit moet, soos my assistent my vertel, ons lei tot die opening van die orrel waar die normale werklikheid word gebore. "Whew, en hier het ek gedink dit sal ons jare vat om daar te kom, nou sê jy dit kan net net 'n paar uur wees?" O, hel! Minute! So my assistente pas nou ons kanon aan, en ons is gereed om haar op te laai, so kom ons gaan. U in die eerste plek, "Wag, hoekom moet ek eerste wees?" Dit is net die aard van die vlug. Ek is die roer van soorte om ons te lei na waarheen ons moet gaan. "O, oke, ek veronderstel." So in jou gaan, "Hey, kyk wat jy met daardie hand doen, pal!" Wat? "Haal jou hand af, ek doen dit nie meer nie." Of minder. 'Wat het jy net gesê?' Niks. 'Ja, ek het so gedink.' Wat ook al. Goed, ons is in die haak. "Ons is nie, soos gesê ek doen dit nie meer nie," en gelaai, en hier gaan ons ... .. Swoosh. 'Wow, wat stank, dit ruik soos 'n ou buitegebou wat nie in jare skoongemaak is nie!' Het iemand sommer net oorgeslaan! 'Wend daaraan, ons sal net 'n paar minute hier wees ...' So waar is ons? ' Wel, jy sien die opening daar regs daar by die basis van daardie buis vol met die helfte van die voorgespoegte rommel, "Ja, en?" Wel, ons het dit gemaak aan wat mense weet, is die aanhangsel, jy sien ons is aan die onderkant as die groot dunderm, die kleiner tonnel daarvandaan (wys) is die begin van die dunderm, en die stank is 'n natuurlike proses waardeur die liggaam kos verwerk (as wat hy eet, kan dit genoem word) en al die voedingstowwe uitneem voordat dit verdryf word. die dinge wat dit nie meer nodig het nie. "Wat? Ek moet hier wegkom! "Kalmeer, 'n paar diep asem, tel stadig tot tien ..." Ek het nie diep asem nodig nie, ek is reeds besig om te gag. "Kom ons gaan voort. "Hoekom is daar al hierdie rooi globes wat oral oor die plek hang?" O, dis net siekte, en die minste van sy bekommernisse. "Regtig, hmm." So ons is amper daar, kom ons gaan! Nou deur die opening. Ahh, dit is nog daar. "Wat?" Meneer, ek gee jou die geboorteplek van die normale werklikheid, ta da ... "Regtig, waar ek niks anders as stukkies rommel en 'n paar roestige naels sien nie." Nee dit is reg daar (wys) . 'Dis werklik 'n sel wat in twee helftes verdeel het, waar dit lyk, een helfte van die sel is effens rimpels.' Ja, sien jy die klein vlek aan die basis van die sel? "O ja, ek sien dit, hmmm." Wel, op die volwasse kant van die sel is die normale werklikheid geboorteplek, en die ander kant wat normaalweg begin het, het opgevoed voordat dit veronderstel was om te wees. Nou moet daardie spikkel besluit of die pad van die minste weerstand moet reis, en gaan normaal, of verlig wees en reis na die ander kant, en, en, jy het nog 'n geboorte van abnormale werklikheid. Wheeee ....

In die voël se realiteit is niks onmoontlik nie.

- voël.

***

Albanian: Origjina e realitetit normal:

Po, zotëri, pas 493 eons (jepni ose merrni disa qindra vjet) kuptova se ku fillon origjina e realitetit normal. Dhe, gjithashtu do ta dini. Pra, unë qëndroj para jush, me përulësi, kështu që ju mund ta dini se fillimi i këtij udhëtimi të gjatë nuk është i kotë; Unë vetëm duhet të di nëse ju jeni një djalë (me një përkulje) ose një vajzë (me një xhep shtesë) ose jeni i pasigurt ... Merrni kohën tuaj, ashtu si tani kam kohë, për të marrë ju në udhëtimin më fantastik që një ndoshta mund të vazhdoni ... Ju nuk jeni të sigurt, apo jo? Unë e kuptoj këtë, kështu që unë ju jap tre njerëz, e majta është me një përkulje, e mesme nuk është mjaft e sigurt nëse është ai ose ajo, dhe në të djathtën ekstreme, ajo që mbledh (po që ajo urinon) është një grua, dhe pasi që nuk jeni të sigurt se çfarë është seksi juaj, ne do të zgjedhim të hyjmë në trupin e mesit (ajo - ai, ose ndoshta është ai - ajo, është po aq e pasigurt), në mënyrë që ne të hyjmë në këtë njeriu do të duhet të jetë më i vogël ... Oh, si e kërkoni, asistentët e punëtorëve të mi do të na mbyllin, së bashku në zbulimin më të ri shkencor, kjo mbështjellje do të mbrojë trupat (tashmë) të brishtë dhe do të na lejojë ta bëjmë udhëtimin me pak shqetësim, po, po, quhet "mbështjellës i tkurrur" pasi të jemi të mbuluar, do të hyjmë në kutinë e duhur atje ku do të zvogëlohemi, quhet mikrovalë dhe do të na zvogëlohet në madhësinë 100 μm në diametër ose në madhësi e një qelize njerëzore, (një qelizë e gjakut të kuq '' të kuq ''). Pra, a jeni gati? Jo, nuk duhet të na marrë më shumë se 158775 ditë ose 435 vjet, por me instrumentin e ri shkencor "Efekti stromberger", ajo do të na marrë vetëm 1.555 vjet, sepse ky instrument na fut në një mburojë të papërshtatshme të përbërë nga neutrone që lejon ne të udhëtojmë 102359 vjet në një vit të vetëm, dhe një mbulesë magnetike të përbërë nga hydrargyrum që do të na lejojë të shkojmë edhe më shpejt, por garantoj që ne duhet të kthehemi para lindjes së diellit (le të shohim sot është e shtuna në mëngjes, kështu, ajo duhet të jetë e drejtë të dielën, në orën 2337. Po unë vetëm do të them ...) Të hënën pasdite (po kjo është në anën e sigurt). Jo, nuk do të keni nevojë për të ngrënë një drekë, (me të vërtetë dyshoj, shumë seriozisht, se stomaku juaj do të mbajë ndonjë ushqim), dhe po do të jeni mjaft të kënaqur (dhe të shqetësuar) nga ky udhëtim, mrekullitë që do të shihni dhe ngulisni në ndërkohë duke pyetur veten se çfarë ...) do të bëjë më shumë se sa për kohën që kalojmë në këtë udhëtim. Kështu, nuk duhet të shqetësoheni për këto detaje minutë, pasi do të jetë fantastike, duke marrë frymë (siç mund të dëshironi të ndalni frymëmarrjen tani), do të jeni të habitur (dhe mjaft të lodhur) nga pamjet dhe tingujt (paketoni pak vesh priza dhe një maskë me gaz) të udhëtimit të tij madhështor. Jo, pranimi është i lirë (kështu paguani në derë) mund të jeni pak të lodhur nga udhëtimi i gjatë, kështu që vetëm të ngrini një karrige (dhe uleni në dysheme). Tani, a jemi gati? Mirë, le të fillojmë ... Ju duhet të flisni, sepse të gjitha që po dëgjoj është duke rënkuar. Cfare eshte ajo? Eh? Këtu më lejoni të bëj disa ndryshime të vogla në kutinë tënde zanore, sepse nëse nuk të dëgjoj, atëherë nëse bëhesh i humbur apo i plagosur unë nuk do të di dhe prandaj nuk do të jem në gjendje të ndihmoj; qetësohem kjo do të marrë vetëm disa sekonda, më lejoni të marr kutinë e veglave të mia, po, një shofer vidhosje do të punojë mrekullisht ... hiqeni mjekrën tuaj dhe mos u përpiqni të mbuloni qafën tuaj, si do të përshtateni nëse nuk mund ta shoh atë që jam duke bërë ... Ahh, atje është, do të thosha vetëm gjysma e një kthese do të jetë e mjaftueshme ... Nuk do të thotë diçka ... 'gëzohem' në rregull më lejoni të provoj përsëri, a mund të thoni diçka tani? "Çfarë dreqin po bëni për mua?" Ahh, po, ju nevojitej pak përshtatje. Tani do të fillojmë? "Si do të shkojmë në gojën e tij, pa u përtypur?" Kjo është pjesa e lehtë, asistentët do të na futin në atë kashtë atje, dhe vendosni inde prapa nesh, pastaj na gjuaj në gojë me shiritin e gomës që përdoret për këtë qëllim. "Oh, edhe atëherë mendoj se jam gati." Pastaj do të shkojmë. Prisni, prisni dhe pritni! "Çfarë, po shkojmë apo jo?" "Po, ne po shkojmë, por ... Një nga ndihmësit e mi më ka informuar se mund të ketë vetëm një rrugë më të lehtë. "Huh?" Ju shikoni se ka një pikë të kuqe përhapur në anën e tij të djathtë, "e tij, kam menduar ju tha se ai ishte ajo, ose ajo ishte një ai, një i pavendosur," është vetëm një referencë, shumica e njerëzve e quajnë dikush ai, ai ose ai kur bën një referencë të përgjithshme. "Oh, okay, kështu që ka një rrugë më të lehtë për të shkuar?" Epo, duket se ai është qëlluar, "ai nuk duket sikur ai është në ndonjë dhimbje, kështu që si mund të jesh i sigurt?" Shikoni këtu, pashë kjo ecën rreth me një krah të thyer për më shumë se 20 ditë para se ai të kuptoi se kishte diçka të gabuar, pastaj shkoi në mjekësore për ta marrë atë fikse.

"Po, me të vërtetë, ai nuk ndjeu ndonjë dhimbje?" E pra, me të gjitha barnat që ai vendos në sistemin e tij, është çudi që ai është akoma me ne. "Pse ai vendos drogë në sistemin e tij?" Oh, është një akt vullnetar, mendoj se njerëzit që bëjnë këtë vetëm duan ndjenjën, dhe me të vërtetë nuk kujdesen për dëmin që po i bëjnë trupave të tyre. "Hmm, kështu që ju jeni duke thënë është, se njerëzit vullnetarisht helm veten të ndihen mirë?" Yup, kjo ndodh gjatë gjithë kohës. "Pra, cila është mënyra më e lehtë për të arritur në këtë vend mistik, ku fillon fillimi i realitetit normal?" Ne kalojmë nëpër tërë projektin dhe duhet, siç më thotë asistentja ime, të na çojë në hapjen e organit ku lind realiteti normal. "Me siguri, dhe këtu mendova se do të na duhen vite që të shkojmë atje tani ju jeni duke thënë se mund të jetë vetëm disa orë?" Orë ferr! Minuta! Pra, asistentët e mi po rregullojnë topin tonë tani dhe ne jemi të gatshëm ta ngarkojmë atë, kështu që le të shkojmë. Ju në fillim, "Prisni, pse duhet të jem i pari?" Kjo është vetëm natyra e fluturimit Unë jam timoni i llojit për të na udhëhequr në vendin ku duhet të shkojmë. "Oh, në rregull unë mendoj." Pra, në ju shkoni, "Hej, shikoni se çfarë jeni duke bërë me atë dorë, pal?" Çfarë? "Largoje dorën nga gomari, nuk e bëj më." Ose më pak. "Çfarë thua vetëm?" Asgjë. "Po, mendoja kështu." Çfarëdo. Ne jemi të ngrënë. "Ne nuk jemi, siç thashë se nuk e bëj më," dhe të ngarkuar, dhe këtu shkojmë ... .. Swoosh. "Wow, çfarë erë e keqe, ajo erë si një shtrat i vjetër që nuk është pastruar në vitet që dikush vetëm informoi!" Përdorej për të, ne do të jetë këtu për vetëm disa minuta ... "Pra, ku jemi ne?" Epo e shihni se hapja e duhur atje poshtë në bazën e tubit të mbushur me gjysmë junk të paracaktuar, "Po, dhe?" Epo, ne e bëmë atë me atë që njerëzit e dinë janë shtojca, e shihni se jemi në fund nëse e madhe zorrët, tuneli më i vogël atje (duke treguar) është fillimi i zorrëve të vogla, dhe erëza është një proces i natyrshëm, ku trupi përpunon ushqimin (nëse ajo që ai hahet mund të quhet atë) dhe merr të gjitha ushqyesve para se të dëbojë sende që nuk i nevojiten më. "Çfarë? Unë kam nevojë të dal nga këtu! "Qetësohuni, disa frymë thellë, numëroni deri në dhjetë ngadalë ..." Nuk kam nevojë për frymë thellë, unë jam tashmë gagging. "Le të vazhdojmë. "Pse ka të gjitha këto globusë të kuq të varur në të gjithë vendin?" Oh kjo është vetëm sëmundje, dhe më pak shqetësimet e tij. "Me të vërtetë, hmm." Pra, ne jemi pothuajse atje, le të shkojmë! Tani përmes hapjes. Ahh, është ende atje. "Çfarë?" Zotëri, po ju jap vendin e lindjes të realitetit normal, ta da ... "Në të vërtetë, ku unë nuk shoh asgjë tjetër përveç copave dhe copave të hedhjes dhe disa thonjve të ndryshkur". Nuk është e drejtë atje (duke treguar) . "Me të vërtetë, është një qelizë që është ndarë në dy gjysma kur ajo duket, gjysma e qelizës është pak e rrudhur." Po, ae shihni shaminë e vogël në bazën e qelizës? "Oh yeah, unë e shoh atë, hmmm." E pra në anën plotësisht të pjekur të qelizave është normale lindje vend reale, dhe pala tjetër që filloi si normale, u arsimuar para se ajo kishte për qëllim të jetë. Tani që pika duhet të vendosë nëse do të udhëtojë në rrugën e rezistencës më të vogël, dhe të shkojë normalisht, ose të jetë i shkolluar dhe të udhëtojë në anën tjetër, dhe, dhe, më shumë, kemi një tjetër lindje të realitetit jonormal ... wheeeee.

Në realitetin e shpendëve asgjë nuk është e pamundur.

- zog.

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Azerbajani: Normal reallığın kökləri:

Bəli, sir, 493 il sonra (verin və ya bir neçə yüz il çəkin) normal reallığın mənşəyi başlandığı yeri öyrəndim. Və siz də biləcəksiniz. Beləliklə, mən sizin qarşınızda, təvazökarlıqla dururam ki, bu uzun yolun başlanğıcının boş deyildir. Yalnız bir oğlan (bir sürtüşmə ilə) və ya bir qız (əlavə cib ilə) olub-olmadığını və ya əmin deyilsinizsə, bilmək lazımdır ... İndi vaxtınız olduğu kimi vaxtınızı götürün, Bəlkə heç bir şeyə gələ bilməz ... Əmin deyilsən, huh? Yaxşı başa düşürəm ki, mən sizə üç nəfər verərəm, sol bir sürüngə ilə, ortada bir o və ya bir olub-olmadığına tam əmin deyil və ən uzaqda bir çölə atmaq (bəli, idrar edir) qadın və cinsinizin nə olduğundan əmin deyilsinizsə, biz orta bir cisimə daxil olmağı seçəcəyik (o, o, ya da bəlkə də o, eyni dərəcədə etibarsızdır) insan üçün daha kiçik olmağımız lazımdır ... Oh, nə soruşursanız, mənim işçiləri köməkçilərimiz, yeni elmi kəşfdə bir yerə toplayacaqlar, bu örtüklər artıq (zatən) kövrək bədənlərimizi qoruyacaq və bizi az narahatlıqla səyahət etməyə imkan verir, Bəli, buna bənzərdir ki, biz örtülməmişdən sonra 'şrink sarğı' deyilir, orada kük olmaq üçün bu qutuya doğru daxil edəcəyik, mikrodalğalı deyilir və bizi 100 mikrometrelik diametrə və ya ölçüsü bir insan hüceyrəsinin (olduqca yağlı 'qırmızı qan' hüceyrəsi) olmasıdır. Yəni hazırsınız? Xeyr, bizi 158775 gündən və ya 435 ildən çox vaxt götürməməlidir, amma yeni elmi alətlə "stromberger təsiri" ilə əslində bizi yalnız 1.551 il alacaqdır, çünki bu alət bizi neytronlardan ibarət olan bir inpentratable qalxanda saxlayır bir il içində 102359 il keçməyimiz və hidrarqirumdan ibarət bir maqnit örtüyümüz daha da sürətlə getməyə imkan verəcək amma günəş doğma günündən əvvəl geri dönməyimizə zəmanət verirəm (baxın, bu gün şənbə sabahı, Bazar ertəsi gün (bəli, bu, təhlükəsiz tərəfdədir), Bazar günü, 2337-ci ildə sağ olmalıdır. Xeyr, siz nahar etməyə ehtiyacınız olmayacaqdır (mən həqiqətən şübhə edirəm ki, sizin mədə hər hansı bir yemək saxlayacaq) və bəli, siz bu səfərdə çox sevinəcəksiniz (və nəfəs alacaqsınız), görəcəyiniz möcüzələr ( və özünüzü soruşarkən gözünüzə baxın ...) bu səfərdə sərf etdiyimiz vaxtdan daha çox olacaqdır. Beləliklə, bu dəqiqə detalları üzərində özünüzü maraqlandırmırsınız, çünki fantastik, nəfəs alacaqsınız (indi nəfəs verməyinizi istəməyiniz kimi), görməli yerlər və səslər (təəccüblü bir şəkildə) fişləri və qaz maskası). Xeyr, giriş pulsuzdur (qapıda ödəyin), uzun bir səfərdən yorğun bir şey ola bilərsən, belə ki, bir stul düzəltmək üçün (və yerə otur). İndi hazırıqmı? Yaxşı, başlamalıyıq ... Mən eşitdiyim bütün eşitdiyim kimi danışmaq lazımdır. Bu nədir? Eh? Burada səs qutunuza bəzi kiçik düzəlişlər edim. Çünki əgər eşitməsə, itirildikdə və ya yaralansanız mən bilməyəcəyəm və buna görə kömək edə bilməyəcəyəm; Sakin olma, yalnız bir neçə saniyə çəkəcək, mənə alət qutusunu alsın, bəli, bir vida sürücüsü gözəl işləyəcək ... çeninizi qaldırın və boynunuzu örtməyə çalışmayın, mən nə olduğumu görə bilməyəcəyəm necə düzəltməyim Ahh, orada, demək olar ki, yarım növbədə kifayət edəcək ... Bir şey demirəm ... 'gülmək' Tamam, yenidən cəhd edim, indi bir şey deyə bilərsinizmi? "Mənə nə cəsarət edirsən?" Ahh, bəli, bir az tənzimləmə lazım idi. İndi başlayacağıq? "Biz onun ağzına necə çeynirdik ki, necə gedirik?" Bu asan bir hissəsidir, köməkçilər bizi o samanın içində saxlayır və arxadan bir parça toxuma qoyub sonra ağzına vurur bu məqsəd üçün istifadə edilən rezin bantla. "Oh, yaxşı deyirəm ki, hazıram". Sonra gedəcəyik. Gözləyin, gözləyin və gözləyin! "Nə, gedirik və ya getmirik?" "Bəli, gedirik, amma ... Köməkçilərimdən biri mənə yalnız asan bir yol ola bilərdi. "Huh" deyirsiniz? Sağ tərəfində qırmızı bir qırmızı ləkə olduğunu görürsünüz, "onun, mən o olduğunu söylədiyini düşündüm, ya da o, qərarsızdır"; bu yalnız bir müraciətdir; o, onun və ya onun ümumi bir istinad edərkən. "Oh, tamam, buna görə daha asan bir yol var?" Şübhəsiz ki, o, vurulduğu kimi görünür, "o, hər hansı bir ağrı olduğu kimi görünmür, buna necə əmin ola bilərsiniz?" bu bir səhv bir şey var düşündüm əvvəl 20 gün ərzində qırılan bir qol ilə haqqında getmək, sonra sabit almaq üçün tibbi getdi.

"Vay, həqiqətən, heç bir ağrı hiss etmədimi?" Şübhəsiz ki, onun sisteminə qoyduğu bütün narkotiklərlə birlikdə, hələ də bizimlə bir möcüzə. "Niyə onun sisteminə dərmanlar qoyur?" Könüllü bir hərəkətdir, buna bənzər insanlar bunu hiss etmək istəyirlər və həqiqətən də bədənlərinə verdikləri ziyanlardan qaynaqlanmırlar. "Hmm, deməyin ki, insanlar könüllü olaraq özlərini yaxşı hiss etmək üçün zəhərləyirlər?" Yup, bu hər zaman olur. "Beləliklə, normal həqiqət başlandığı bu mistik bir yerə çıxmanın ən asan yolu nədir?" Biz bütün mərmi ilə hazırlaşırıq və mənim köməkçim deyir ki, bizi orqanın açılmasına gətirib çıxardı. normal gerçəklik doğulur. "Artıq bura gəldiyimiz üçün illər götürəcəklərini düşünürdüm, ancaq bunun yalnız bir neçə saat olacağını söyləyirsiniz?" Cəhənnəm saatları! Dəqiqə! Beləliklə, köməkçilərimiz indi topumuzu düzəldir və biz onu yükləməyə hazırıq, gedək. Əvvəlcə, "Gözləyin, niyə ilk olmalıdır?" Bu uçuşun xarakteri mən olduğum yerə doğru yol göstərən bir növ döyənəm. "Oh, tamam güman edirəm." Beləliklə, siz "Hey, bu əllə nə etdiyinizi izah edin!" Nədir? "Əlini eşşəmdən çıxarın, mən də bunu etməyəcəyəm." Və ya daha az. "Nə deyirsiniz?" Heç bir şey. "Bəli, belə düşündüm." Nə olursa olsun. Alright biz xoruzlaşdıq. "Biz deyildik ki, artıq bunu etməyəcəyəm" və yükləndi və biz bura getdik ... .. Swoosh. "Vay, nə bir xəcalət, nə bir illərdir təmizlənməmiş köhnə bir evə bənzəyir!" Ona alışdıq, bir neçə dəqiqə burada olacağıq ... "Biz harada?" Yaxşı ki, yarım predigested junk dolu bu boru əsasında sağ açılması görürsünüz, "Bəli, və?" Yaxşı, biz, insanlar bilir ki, appendix edir nə, biz böyük bağırsağın içərisində olan kiçik tunel (bağırsaq) kiçik bağırsağın başlanğıcıdır və kədər təbii bir prosesdir və bədənin yeməyini (yeyib edərsə bu adlandırıla bilər) və emaldan əvvəl bütün qidaları çıxarır artıq lazım olan şeylər. "Nə? Mən buradan çıxmalıyam! "Sükunət, bir neçə dərin nəfəs, yavaş-yavaş ona qədər sayılır ..." Mən dərin nəfəslərə ehtiyac duymuyorum, artıq gagging edirəm ". "Niyə bütün bu qırmızı küləklər yer üzünə asılıdır?" Bu yalnız xəstəlikdir və ən az narahatlığıdır. "Həqiqətən, hmm." Demək olar ki, biz orada, gedək! İndi açılış vasitəsilə. Ahh, hələ də var. "Nə?" Xeyir, mən sizə normal reallıq doğma yerini verərəm ... "Şübhəsiz ki, bitlərin, parçaların və bir neçə dırnaqlı dırnaqdan başqa heç bir şey görmürəm". Xeyr, . "Həqiqətən, bu, iki yarıya bölünmüş bir hüceyrədir. Göründüyü kimi, bir yarısı bir az qırışdır". Yup, bu da hüceyrənin bazasında kiçik bir ləkəni görürsənmi? "Oh yeah, bunu görürəm, hmmm". Hüceyrənin tam yetkin tərəfində normal normal reallıq doğum yeri, normal olaraq başlayan digər tərəf isə, əvvəlcədən hazırlanmışdır. İndi bu çubuq ən az müqavimətin yolunu seyr etmək, normal keçmək və ya aydınlaşdırmaq və digər tərəfə səyahət etmək qərarına gəlmək lazımdır, və, yippppeeee, anormal reallıqdan başqa bir doğumumuz var. Wheee....

Quşun əslində heç bir şey mümkün deyildir.

- quş.

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Basque: Errealitate arruntaren jatorria:

Bai, jauna, 493 eon ondoren (eman edo hartu ehunka urte) errealitate arruntaren jatorria non hasten den jakin nuen. Eta, jakingo duzu ere. Beraz, zure aurrean zintzilikatzen naiz, apaltasunez, jakingo duzula bidaia luzearen hasieran ez dela alferrik; Mutil bat (zintzilik) edo neskatoa (poltsiko gehigarriarekin) edo ez badakizu ziur egon beharra daukat ... Hartu zure denbora, oraingoz, denbora guztian bidaia zoragarriena eramateko. Agian seguru asko ... Ez zaude ziur, ezta? Beno ulertzen dut, beraz, hiru gizakume ematen ditut, ezkerrekoa zartadura dauka, erdian ez dago oso ziur bat edo zuen, ala ez, eta eskuineko muturrean okupatuta dago (bai, gezurra egiten du). emakumea eta zure sexua zer den ez badakizu gero, erdiko gorputzera joatea aukeratuko dugu (berak - edo, beharbada, hura da - ere ez da ziur), gurekin sartu ahal izateko Gizakiak txikiagoak izan beharko lirateke ... Oh, nola galdetzen duzue, nire langile laguntzaileak biltzen gaituzte, aurkikuntza zientifiko berriena batera, gorputz hauskorrak babesten dituen gure gorputz hauskorrak babesten eta bidaiarekin batera, Bai, bai, "estalki txikia" deritzo. Estalki ondoren estaltzen dugun koadroa sartuko dugu, hustu egingo da, mikrouhina deritzo, eta 100 μm-ko diametroa izango duen tamaina txikitu egingo da edo tamaina giza zelula baten (zehazki, "odol gorri" zelularra). Beraz, prest zaude? Ez, ez dugu 158775 egun edo 435 urte baino gehiago behar, baina "stromberger efektua" tresna zientifiko berriarekin 1,551 urte besterik ez da bakarrik hartuko, instrumentu honek neutroi osatua duen ezkutu eskas batean biltzen baititu, Urte bakarrean 102359 urtez bidaiatzen gaitu, eta hidrargiozko estalki magnetikoa, are azkarrago joateko aukera ematen digu, baina eguzkia baino lehenago itzuli behar dugula bermatzen dut (ikus dezagun gaur larunbat goizean, beraz, Igandean zehar egongo da egokia, 2337 orduetan, esango dut ...) astelehen arratsaldez (segurua da segurua). Ez, ez duzu bazkaleku bat jartzeko (zeren dudan dudan bezala, oso serioski, zure sabeleko janaria janaraziko duenik), eta bai, oso pozik egongo zara (eta nauseatedaz) bidaia honetatik, ikusiko dituzun mirariak ( eta begiratzen baduzu zeure buruari galdetuz "zer da ..." egingo dugu bidaia honetan gastatzen dugun denbora baino gehiago. Horrela, minutuko xehetasun hauei ez zaizu axola, fantasiazko arnasa hartuko duzu (orain arnasa geldiarazi nahi duen bezala), harritu eta nahastu egingo dituzu begirada eta soinuak tapoiak eta gas maskara) bere bidaia zoragarrian. Ez, onarpena doakoa izango da (beraz atea ordaindu), bidaia luze batek nekatuta uzten gaitu, kotxea (eta eserita solairuan) jarrita. Orain, prest gaude? Ona, hasi gaitezen ... Hitz egin behar duzu entzun dudan guztia mintzo da. Zer da hori? Eh? Hemen utzi zure ahots-kutxa txikien doikuntza batzuk, entzuten ez bazaizkizu, galdu egingo zara edo zauritu ez banu jakingo dut eta, beraz, ezin izango dut lagundu; lasaitu hau, segundo batzuk bakarrik hartuko ditut, utzi nire tresna-kaxatik, bai, torlojua kontrolatzaileek ondo lan egingo dute ... zure kokotsa altxatu eta zure lepoa estutu nahian, nola ezingo dut ikusi egiten ... Ahh, han dago, esan nahiko nuke txanda erdi bat nahikoa izango dela ... Ez dut esan zerbait ... "hazten" utz nazazu berriro saiatu, orain esango al dizu? "Zer arraio egiten al duzu nirekin?" Ahh, bai, apur bat doitu behar duzu. Orain hasiko gara? "Nola egingo dugu bere ahoan sartuko, mokadurik egin gabe?" Horixe da parte erraza, laguntzaileek lastozko zaporea topatuko digute eta ehuna moztuko dugu atzean, aho zabalduko gara Horretarako erabiltzen den kautxuzko bandarekin. "Oh, ondo prest nagoela uste dut". Gero, joango gara. Itxaron, itxaron eta itxaron! "Zer egingo dugu, ala ez?" "Bai, aurrera egingo dugu, baina ... Nire laguntzaile batek besterik ez zidan informatu bidea errazagoa izan daitekeela. "Huh?" Ikusten duzu ez dagoela bere eskuinaldean lekuen gorri zabala, "bere, pentsatu nuen izan zen zuen, edo zuen zuen, indecisible bat izan zen;" erreferentzia bat besterik ez da, jende gehienak deitu norbaitek bere, edo hura erreferentzia orokor bat egiten denean. "Oh, ados, beraz, bidea errazagoa da?". Beno, tiro egin duela dirudi, "ez du inolako mina sentitzen, beraz, nola egin dezaket ziur?" Begiratu hemen, ikusi dut Hau 20 bat egun pasa ahala gurutzean jarrita, zerbait gaizki zegoela pentsatu baino lehen, joan medikuari konpondu arte.

"Beno, benetan, ez zuen minik sentitzen". Beno, bere sisteman jartzen dituen botika guztiekin, oraindik ere harritzekoa da gurekin. "Zergatik botatzen ditu drogak bere sisteman?". Oh, borondatezko ekintza bat da, uste dut sentimendua besterik ez dutela egiten duten pertsonek, eta benetan ez dutela gorputzari egiten ari zaien kalteaz arduratzen. "Hmm, beraz, zer ari zaren esaten, jendeak borondatez pozoitu bere burua sentitzen ona?" Yup, denbora guztian gertatzen da. "Beraz, zein modurik errazena da leku mistiko horretara iristeko, non errealitate arruntak hasten diren?" Proyectilek egindako guztia zeharkatzen dugu eta nire laguntzaileak kontatzen duen moduan, organoaren irekitzea ekarriko digu. errealitate arrunta jaio da. "Guk, eta hemen pentsatu genuen urte batzuk iritsiko direla orain esatea ordu pare bat besterik ez dela esatea?" Hours hell! Minutu! Beraz, nire laguntzaileak gure kanoi egokituz ari dira orain, eta bere kargarako prest egongo gara, joan gaitezen. Lehenik eta behin, "Itxaron, zergatik lehen izan behar dut?" Hegaldiaren izaera besterik ez da nagoen tokiraino gidatzeko norabidean. "Oh, ongi uste dut." Beraz, joan zaren, "Hola, ikusi zer egiten ari zaren eskuan, pal!" Zer? "Talde eskua nire ipurdian, ez dut gehiago egiten". Edo gutxiago. "Zer esan duzu?" Ezer ez. "Bai, pentsatu nuen." Whatever. Guztia gara. "Ez gara, esan dudan bezala, ez dut gehiago egiten", eta kargatu zen, eta hemen joan gara ... .. Swoosh. "Wow, stench bat, aspaldiko urteetan garbitu ez duen antzinako zahar baten usaina da, norbait besterik ez zetorren baino gehiago!". Erabili hemen, hemen egongo gara minutu gutxiren buruan ... "Non gaude?" Beno, haraino zabaltzen den hodiaren oinarria hustu iragazki erdiz betea dagoela ikusten duzu, "Bai, eta?". Beno, gizakiok badaki zer den eranskina, behean ikusten badugu handiak baldin badira Hesteetan heste txikia daukaten tunel txikiena da (apuntatzea), eta hostoak prozesu naturala da. Horrela, gorputzak elikagaiak prozesatzen ditu (jaten dutenak deitzen badira) eta elikagai guztiak kanporatzen ditu aurretik kanporatzen Jada ez du gauzak behar. "Zer? Hemen irten beharra dut! "Lasai, arnasa sakon pare bat, hamar poliki-poliki kontatu ..." Ez dut sakon arnasa behar, gagging naiz dagoeneko. "Utzi, jarraitu. "Zergatik dago leku osoan zintzilik dauden globo gorri horiek guztiak?" Oh, gaixotasuna besterik ez da, eta bere kezkarik gutxien. "Benetan, hmm." Beraz, ia gara, goazen! Orain inaugurazioaren bidez. Ahh, han dago oraindik. "Zer?" Jauna, errealitate arruntaren jaiotza ematen dut, ta da ... "Benetan, non ez dut ezer ikusten, zabor zatiak eta zerriak eta pare bat iltze oxidatuak". Ez dago bertan (seinalatuz). . "Benetan, zelulak bi zatitan banatzen duen zelula bat da, itxura duenez, zelula erdia pixka bat zimurra da." Yup hori da, zelularen oinarrian txikiena ikusten duzu? "Oh, bai, ikusten dut, hmmm". Gelaxkaren alde guztiz heldua jaiotze-tokia jaiotzearen tokia da normalean, eta normalean hasi zen beste aldera, hezi zen. Orain, motak erresistentzia gutxien duen bidea bidaiatzea erabakitzen du eta normala izaten da, edo argitu eta beste aldera bidaiatu behar du, eta, eta, yippppeeee, errealitate anormalaren beste jaiotza bat dugu ... wheeeee.

Hegaztien errealitatean ez da ezer ezinezkoa.

- hegazti.

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Belarusian: Вытокі нармальнай рэальнасці:

Так, сэр, пасля 493 эр (даць або ўзяць пару сотняў гадоў) я даведаўся, дзе пачатак нармальнай рэальнасці пачынаецца. І, вы таксама будзеце ведаць. Такім чынам, я стаю перад вамі, пакорліва, так што вы ведаеце, што ў пачатку гэтага доўгага шляху нездарма; Мне проста трэба ведаць, ці з'яўляюцца хлопчык (з звісае) ці дзяўчынка (з дадатковым кішэняй) ці вы не ведаеце ... Не спяшайцеся, так як зараз у мяне ёсць час, каб прыняць вас на самай фантастычным падарожжы, што адзін можа калі-небудзь, магчыма, пайсці на ... Вы не ведаеце, да? Ну я разумею, што, таму я даю вам тры чалавекі, злева з звісае, сярэдзіна не зусім упэўнены, ці з'яўляецца гэта ён ці яна, і на крайнім правым, то адна на кукішках (ды яна мочыцца) з'яўляецца жанчына, і так як вы не ведаеце, што ваш сэкс, мы павінны выбраць, каб увайсці ў цела сярэдняга адзін (яна - ён, ці можа быць, гэта ён - яна, у роўнай ступені ўпэўненыя), для таго, каб нам увайсці ў гэтую чалавек, мы павінны быць менш ... о, як вы пытаецеся, мае рабочыя памочнікі ахінуць нас разам у найноўшых навуковых адкрыццях, гэтая абалонка будзе абараняць нашы (ужо) далікатныя цела і дазваляюць зрабіць падарожжа з невялікім дыскамфортам, так, так, гэта называецца «парніковай плёнкай» пасля таго, як мы зачыненыя, мы павінны ўвайсці ў гэтую скрынку прама там, каб быць сціснутая, гэта называецца мікрахвалевай печчу, і яна будзе сціскацца нас памерам 100 мкм у дыяметры, або памер чалавечай клеткі, (даволі тоўсты «чырвонай крыві» клетка, каб быць дакладным). Такім чынам, вы гатовыя? Не, гэта не павінна заняць нас больш, чым 158775 дзён ці 435 гадоў, але з новым навуковым інструментам «эфектам stromberger» гэта будзе на самой справе толькі ўзяць нас 1.551 гадоў, так як гэты інструмент абгортвае нас у inpentratable шчыта, якія складаюцца з нейтронаў, што дазваляе нам падарожнічаць 102359 гадоў на працягу аднаго года, і магнітнае пакрыццё з ртуці, якая дазволіць нам ісці яшчэ хутчэй, але я гарантую, што мы павінны быць яшчэ да ўзыходу сонца (давайце паглядзім, сёння раніцай у суботу, так што, гэта павінна быць прама ў нядзелю, у 2337 гадзін. да я проста скажу ...) у панядзелак у другой палове дня (ды гэта на ўсялякі выпадак). Не, не трэба спакаваць абед, (я сапраўды сумневу, вельмі сур'ёзна, што ваш страўнік будзе трымаць любую ежу), і так, вы павінны быць вельмі рады (і падванітоўвала) гэтай паездкі, цуды, якія вы ўбачыце ( і глядзець на той час пытацца сябе «, што ...) будзе больш чым на той час, што мы праводзім на гэтым шляху. Такім чынам, вам не трэба турбавацца за гэтыя дробныя падрабязнасці, як гэта будзе фантастыка, дыханне прымаючы пад увагу (як у вы можаце спыніць зараз дыхаць), вы будзеце здзіўлены (і даволі агідны) ад славутасцяў і гукаў (пакет некаторы вуха відэльцы і процігаз) яго цудоўнай паездкі. Няма, уваход вольны (так плацяць за дзвярыма), вы можаце быць ледзь-ледзь стаміліся ад доўгага шляху, так што вы проста вырываць крэсла (і сядзець на падлозе). Цяпер мы гатовыя? Добра, давайце пачнем ... Вы павінны гаварыць, як усе, што я чую гэта мармытанне. Што гэта? А? Тут дазвольце мне ўнесці некаторыя нязначныя карэктывы ў свой галасавой скрыню, таму што, калі я не магу чуць вас тады, калі вы згубіліся або атрымалі раненні, я не ведаю, і таму я не буду ў стане дапамагчы; супакойцеся гэта зойме ўсяго некалькі секунд, дазвольце мне атрымаць мой набор інструментаў, ды, кіроўца шруба будзе працаваць пышна ... падніміце падбародак ўверх, і спыніць спробы пакрыць вашу шыю, як мне наладзіць, калі я не магу бачыць тое, што я рабіць ... Аааа, там, я б сказаў, проста полоборота будзе дастаткова ... там не сказаць што-то ... «рык» добра дазвольце мне паспрабаваць яшчэ раз, вы можаце сказаць нешта зараз? «Якога чорта ты робіш са мной?» Ах, так, вам трэба трохі наладцы. Цяпер мы пачнем? «Як мы збіраемся, каб патрапіць у яго рот, не будучы жаваў?» Гэта лёгкая частка, памочнікі будуць забяспечваць нас у гэтую салому там, і паставіць некаторыя тканіны ззаду нас, а затым страляць нас у роце з гумовай стужкай, якая выкарыстоўваецца для гэтай мэты. «О, ну тады я думаю, я гатовы.» Тады пойдзем. Пачакайце, пачакайце, і чакаць! «Што, мы будзем ці не?» Так, мы збіраемся, але ... Адзін з маіх памочнікаў толькі што паведаміў мне, што толькі мог бы быць больш лёгкім шляхам. «? Так» Вы бачыце, што гэта распаўсюджваецца чырвоная пляма на яго правай баку, «яго, я думаў, ты сказаў, што ён ёй, ці яна была яму, нявырашаным адзін,» гэта проста спасылка, большасць людзей называюць кагосьці ён яго, ці ён, робячы агульную спасылку. «О, добра, так што ёсць больш лёгкі шлях, каб ісці?» Ну, гэта, здаецца, што ён быў зняты, «ён не выглядае, як быццам ён знаходзіцца ў якой-небудзь болю, так як вы можаце быць упэўнены?» Паслухайце, я не бачыў гэта адна шпацыр па са зламанай рукой на працягу больш чым 20 дзён, перш чым ён зразумеў, што нешта было не так, то пайшоў у медыцынскі, каб яе выправіць.

«Ух ты, на самай справе, ён не адчуваў ніякага болю?» Ну, з усімі прэпаратамі, якія ён ставіць у сваёй сістэме, гэта дзіўна, што ён усё яшчэ з намі. «Чаму ён паклаў наркотыкі ў яго сістэме?» О, гэта добраахвотны акт, я думаю, што людзі, якія робяць што хочуць проста пачуццё, а на самай справе не клапаціцца аб шкодзе, які яны робяць, каб іх цела. «Хм, так, што вы кажаце, што людзі добраахвотна атручваць сябе, каб адчуваць сябе добра?" Так, гэта адбываецца ўвесь час. «Такім чынам, што гэта самы просты спосаб, каб дабрацца да гэтага містычнага месцы, дзе пачынаецца нармальная рэальнасць?» Мы праходзім праз увесь з снарада, і ён павінен, як і мой памочнік кажа мне, прыводзіць нас да адкрыцця органа, дзе нармальная рэальнасць нараджаецца. «Уф, і тут я падумаў, што гэта прывядзе нас года, каб атрымаць там цяпер вы кажаце, гэта можа быць толькі праз пару гадзін?» Гадзіннік пекла! Хвіліны! Так што мае памочнікі карэктуюць нашы гарматы зараз, і мы гатовыя загрузіць яе, так што давайце ісці. Вы першы, «Пачакайце, чаму я павінен быць першым?» Гэта проста прырода палёту я знаходжуся руль свайго роду, каб накіроўваць нас туды, дзе мы павінны ісці. «О, добра, я мяркую.» Дык вы ідзяце, «Гэй, глядзіце, што вы робіце з гэтага боку, прыяцель!» Што? «Атрымаць руку з маёй попкі, я не раблю гэтага больш.» Або менш. "Не Што ты сказаў?» Нічога. «Так, я так і думаў.» Што б ні. Добра мы взведен. «Мы не так, як я сказаў не рабіць гэтага больш,» і загружаныя, і тут мы ідзем ... .. Swoosh. «Нічога сабе, які пах, пахне як стары флігель, які не быў вымыты гадоў, што хтосьці проста перакуліўся!» Абвыкайце да гэтага, мы будзем тут усяго за некалькі хвілін ... «Дык дзе мы?» Ну вы бачыце, што адкрыццё прама там у падставы гэтай трубкі поўнай паловы лёгказасваяльным барахла, «Так, а?» Ну, мы, зрабілі гэта да таго, што людзі ведаюць, з'яўляюцца апендыкс, вы бачыце, што мы знаходзімся на дне, калі вялікая кішачнік, што менш тунэль там (паказвае) з'яўляецца пачаткам тонкай кішкі, і смурод з'яўляецца натуральным працэсам, у выніку чаго арганізм пераварвае ежу (калі тое, што ён есць можна назваць) і вымае ўсе пажыўныя рэчывы, перш чым выштурхоўвання матэрыял, што ён больш не мае патрэбы. "Што? Мне трэба прыбірацца адсюль! »Супакойся, пару глыбокіх удыхаў, палічыце да дзесяці, павольна ..." Я не маю патрэбу ў глыбокіх удыхаў, я ўжо зноў яго хапіла. "Давайце, працягвайце. «Чаму там усе гэтыя чырвоныя шары вісяць паўсюль?» О, гэта проста хвароба, і яго менш клопатаў. «На самой справе, хмм.» Такім чынам, мы амаль там, пойдзем! Зараз праз адтуліну. Ааа, гэта ўсё яшчэ там. «Што?» Сэр, я даю вам месца нараджэння нармальнай рэальнасці, то да ... «На самой справе, дзе я не бачу нічога, акрамя біт і кавалкаў сьмецьця й пару іржавых цвікоў.» Не, гэта прама там (паказвае) , «На самой справе, гэта клетка, якая была падзелена на дзве часткі, дзе яна выглядае, адна палова ячэйкі трохі маршчыністай.» Ды гэта так, вы бачыце маленькую парушынку ў падставы клеткі? «О так, я бачу, што, хммм.» Ну на цалкам спелымі баку клеткі нармальнае месца рэальнасці нараджэння, а з другога боку, хто пачаў, як звычайна, атрымаў адукаваны перш, чым гэта павінна было быць. Цяпер, калі плямка неабходна вырашыць, ці варта падарожнічаць па шляху найменшага супраціўлення, і ісці нармальна, або быць прасветленым і паехаць у іншы бок, і, і, yippppeeee, у нас ёсць яшчэ адно нараджэнне ненармальнай рэальнасці ... wheeeee.

У птушынай рэальнасці няма нічога немагчымага.

- птушка.

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Bulgarian: Началото на нормалната реалност:

Да, господине, след 493 години (давам или вземам няколко стотин години) разбрах къде започва началото на нормалната реалност. И вие също ще знаете. Затова стоя пред вас смирено, за да знаете, че началото на това дълго пътуване не е напразно; Просто трябва да знам дали си момче (с дръжка) или момиче (с допълнителен джоб) или не сте сигурни ... отделете време, тъй като сега имам време, за да ви отведа на най-фантастичното пътуване, което един може ли някога да продължи ... Не сте сигурен, а? Ами аз разбирам това, така че аз ви дам трима човека, лявата е с глупак, средата не е съвсем сигурна дали е той или тя, и в крайнадясно, един клекнал (да уринира) е жена, и тъй като не сте сигурни какво е вашият пол, ние ще изберем да влезе в тялото на средната (тя - или може би тя е - тя, също е несигурна), за да влезем в това човек ще трябва да бъдем по-малки ... О, как ви поиска, моите работници помощници ще ни обгърнат, заедно в най-новото научно откритие, тази обвивка ще защитава нашите (вече) крехки тела и ще ни позволи да направим пътуването с малко дискомфорт, Да, да, това се нарича "свиване обвивка" след като сме покрити, ние ще влязат в това поле точно там, за да се свие, тя се нарича микровълнова печка и тя ще се свие до размер на 100 μm в диаметър, или размера на човешка клетка (по-скоро мазна "червена кръв", за да бъде точна). Така ли сте готови? Не, не трябва да ни отнема повече от 158775 дни или 435 години, но с новия научен инструмент "дървеният ефект", той действително ще ни отнеме само 1,551 години, защото този инструмент ни обгръща в един отблъскващ се щит, съставен от неутрони, да пътуваме 102359 години за една година и магнитна покривка, съставена от хидраргиум, която ще ни позволи да отидем още по-бързо, но аз гарантирам, че трябва да се върнем преди изгрева на (да видим, днес е събота сутрин, това трябва да е точно около неделя, в 2337 часа. Да, просто ще кажа ...) понеделник следобед (да, това е на сигурно място). Не, няма да ви трябват обяд (както наистина се съмнявам, много сериозно, че стомахът ви ще има храна) и да, ще бъдете много развълнувани от това пътуване, чудесата, които ще видите ( и да се взирате, докато се питате "какво ...) повече ще компенсира времето, което прекарваме в това пътуване. По този начин не е нужно да се занимавате с тези минути подробности, тъй като ще бъде фантастично, дишане (както в теб може да искате да спрете да дишате сега), ще бъдете изумени (и доста отвратени) от гледките и звуците запушалки и газова маска) на неговото велико пътешествие. Не, приемането е безплатно (затова платете на вратата), може би сте малко уморени от дългото пътуване, така че просто извадете един стол (и седнете на пода). Сега сме готови ли сме? Добре, нека започнем ... Трябва да говорите, докато всичко, което чувам, мърмори. Какво е това? А? Тук позволете да направя някои малки промени в гласовата ви кутия, защото ако не мога да ви чуя, тогава ако се изгубите или ранете, няма да зная и затова няма да мога да помогна; да се успокоя това ще отнеме само няколко секунди, ще ми дам инструментариума си, да, драйверът ще работи чудесно ... повдигнете брадичката си и престанете да се опитвате да покриете врата си, как да коригирам, ако не мога да видя какво съм правейки ... Ах, ето, бих казал, че само половин завой ще бъде достатъчен ... Не казвай нещо ... "ръмжи" добре, нека да опитам отново, можеш ли да кажеш нещо сега? "Какво, по дяволите, ми правиш?" Ах, да, имахте нужда от малко приспособяване. Сега ще започнем ли? "Как ще се вмъкнем в устата му, без да се сдъвкваме?" Това е лесната част, асистентите ще ни заредят в тази слама и ще сложат някаква тъкан зад себе си, а после ще ни изстрелят навън с гумената лента, която се използва за тази цел. "О, добре тогава предполагам, че съм готов." Тогава ще тръгваме. Изчакайте, изчакайте и изчакайте! "Какво, отиваме или не?" "Да, ние отиваме, но ... Един от помощниците ми просто ме информира, че може би е по-лесен път. "Виждате ли, че от дясната му страна има разсеяно червено петно", неговата, мислех, че сте казали, че тя е тя, или тя е била "нерешителна" - това е просто позоваване, повечето хора наричат ​​някого той, неговият или неговият, когато прави обща препратка. "О, добре, така че има по-лесен път, за да отида?" Изглежда, че той е бил застрелян, "той не изглежда като той е в някаква болка, така че как можете да сте сигурни?" Ето, аз видях този човек се разхожда с разбита ръка за повече от 20 дни, преди да разбере, че има нещо нередно, след това отишъл в медицината, за да го оправи.

"Уау, наистина, той не изпитва никаква болка". Е, с всички наркотици, които поставя в своята система, чудно е, че е все още с нас. "Защо той вкарва наркотици в системата си?" О, това е доброволно действие, мисля, че хората, които правят това просто искат усещането и наистина не се интересуват от щетите, които те причиняват на телата си. "Хм, така че вие ​​казвате, че хората доброволно отрови себе си, за да се чувстват добре?" Да, това се случва непрекъснато. "И така, какъв е най-лесният начин да стигнете до такова мистично място, където започва нормалната реалност?" Ние минаваме през цялото изработено от снаряда и трябва, както казва моят асистент, да ни доведе до отварянето на органа, където нормалната реалност се ражда. "Къде, и тук си помислих, че ще ни отнеме години, за да стигнем дотам, че казвате, че може да са само няколко часа?" Часове по дяволите! Минути! Така че моите асистенти сега приспособяват нашето оръдие и сме готови да я заредим, така че нека да отидем. На първо място, "Чакай, защо трябва да съм първи?" Това е само естеството на полета, аз съм рулевият сорт, който ни води към мястото, където трябва да отидем. "О, добре, предполагам." Така че в теб, "Хей, гледай какво правиш с тази ръка, приятелю!" Какво? - Махни ръката ми от задника, вече не го правя. Или по-малко. - Какво казахте? Нищо. - Да, мислех си. Добре, че сме овладени. "Ние не сме, както казах, че вече не правя това", и се зареждат, и тук ние отиваме ... .. Swoosh. "Уау, каква миризма, мирише като стара къща, която не е била почистена от години, когато някой просто се наклони!" Останете свикнали с това, ние ще сме тук само за няколко минути ... "И къде сме? Ами вие виждате това право на отваряне там в основата на тази тръба, пълна с половин предварително заразени боклуци, "Да, и?" Е, ние, стигнахме до това, което хората знаят, че са придатък, виждате, че сме на дъното, ако големите че по-малкият тунел там е насочен към началото на тънките черва и миризмата е естествен процес, при който тялото преработва храната (ако това, което яде, може да се нарече това) и изважда всички хранителни вещества преди да ги изгони неща, от които вече не се нуждае. "Какво? Трябва да се махна оттук! "Успокой се, няколко дълбоко вдишвания, брои до десет бавно ..." Нямам нужда от дълбоко вдишване, аз вече съм изтръпнал. "Нека продължим. "Защо всички тези червени глобуси висят навсякъде?" О, това е просто болест и най-малкото от тревогите му. "Наистина, чм." Така че ние сме почти там, да вървим! Сега през отвора. Ах, все още е там. "Какво?" Сър, аз ви давам мястото на раждане на нормалната реалност, та да ... "Наистина, където не виждам нищо друго освен парченца боклуци и няколко ръждясали нокти." Не е точно там (посочва) , "Наистина, това е клетка, която се е разцепила на две половини, където изглежда, че половината от клетката е малко набръчкана." Това е, виждате ли малката петна в основата на килията? "О, да, виждам това, нали." Ами на напълно зрялата страна на клетката е нормалното място за раждане, а другата страна, която започна нормално, се възпитаваше, преди да е трябвало да бъде. Сега този спектър трябва да реши дали да пътува по пътя на най-малкото съпротивление и да върви нормално, или да бъде просветен и да пътува от другата страна и, а именно, имаме още раждане на необичайна реалност ...

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