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Clinton Siegle

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

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Luck is fickle. Luck is fated. Luck is not real.

Submitted to Contest #98

I am one of the least luckiest people in the world. I am also one of the luckiest people in the world. How can that be? I had my business stolen from me. HUD did not pay for their tenants for seven months and I lost 43 rental units. My health deteriorated from there and my career as a professional auditor/scheduler went down hill. I lost my right ankle to zombie bacteria. Meaning my ankle died for 17 days and no one knew it and I was hurting and they finally cut it out of me. I was fired due to that experience. Went to work as soon as I coul...

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oh God! The mountain moved again.. And I have lost 1.2 billion people from my world.

My name? You can find me as the author of this. The mountain that moves? Illimani here. In my world, the mountain was called Illimaniti. What am I talking about? And how did you lose 1.2 billion people? I am what they call Mandela effected. And? Well, on April 18, 2016 I watched news state Bayer purchases Monsanto for 88 billion. The Saturday of that week again the announcement that Bayer announces its purchase of Monsanto for 66 billion dollars. And? Well, time changed drastically. Meaning? Thus, at the time from April 2016 to date, I lost ...

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Chuma

Submitted to Contest #96

I was a Peace Corps volunteer. I arrived as a stranger to a town called Chuma. There I had the most wonderful dream. I had just taken a 19 hour bus ride for less than 101 miles. Note miles not kilometers, Meaning? I was on an alternative reality world. Where pounds, miles, and the sun was yellow not white. I had met some people who invited me to a party. That the party is or was for several days and nights. I did not comprehend. Why? I did not party like that. Nor in my reality did we dance for days on end. So getting off the bus. I wa...

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sTrangers meeting in Bolivia

Submitted to Contest #96

I had just gotten off a bus in the middle of no where. When I mean no where. I mean I had no clue as to where the h, I was at. And? Well, I was hungry. So, I went along the road until I came upon a hostel. A hostel in the middle of nowhere. To be precious I was in the middle of no where Bolivia. And? To make matter worse my Spanish is worse than my English.And thus I came upon this hostel and knocked on the window. The door being barred shut from the inside. I could hear muffled voices in Spanish. And their requests and my replies would have...

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Sitting at Cafe Shi...

Submitted to Contest #96

I was seated at the entrance of Cafe Shi. A room outside the cafe. Why? Well, Cafe Shi is a rather above normal tea room. To get in sometimes you have to be on a guest list for sometime. And or know someone. Myself? I had gotten invited to Cafe Shi by mistake several years ago. I had been walking along and well. Long story short went in because I thought they have sweet and sour shrimp.What made Cafe Shi so special? The people? Yes. You never knew who would be there. The tea? Goodness yes. Some of the guest teas served I had to search Chines...

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Fate is fickle my friend.. fate is fickle..

Submitted to Contest #96

So I sat at Cafe Shi Tea shop in. Well, In what city is a matter of debate. I had been traveling for some time in a matter of finding a book. In walked in a strange spirit of a boy I used to know. I invited him to sit a spell with me. I knew him as Clint Siegle. A time agent from a distinct reality all together. But here toda. He introduced himself as Clinton. This is his tale to me for a shot and a glass of rum and coke which Cafe Shi is famous for. Inviting him over. He started his tale. After having him seated, and ordered a rum and coke....

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Choices of honesty

Submitted to Contest #95

Let me be honest. Fate is what I did not believe in. I believed in hard work. Dedication. Honesty. And faith in Christ. I knew I was a sinner. And the only way to heaven was via faith. Since someone else has pushed me through the door of time, I am no longer sure that applies or is real anymore. I believed my choices would get me to the right gate. I did not understand that God’s statement is you are sealed meant your choice is heaven. Or God’s statement that to the clay cup or vase: why did you make me thus? I might be sealed to hell. Both ...

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Dilemma? Dilemna was spelt differently in my reality. To go back? I have had offers.. Could i go back?? Why would I go back?

The reanimation of this world is sick.. Today for example the streets are almost all paved new.. What has that to do with reanimation of this world? Same with the masks.. Some people's faces do not come back from the zombie plague about to hit and instead of reanimated and relighting the whole world.. the designers of this game are just hiding people's faces.. Wild.. And I know my television English shows no longer are speaking English.. Makes me wonder what reality this is? Dilemma? Sure I have several of them. That no one listens nor cares...

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Time traveler tells a story.

Submitted to Contest #94

I had just found Being and Time is the 1927 magnum opus of German philosopher Martin Heidegger. The year? 2017. The idea was something that I was arguing with my shrink about. Why? Simple. I say what I saw existed yesterday. And the shrink? He continued to point out that I was dead. I did not concede that point note. My expressions were getting worse. Why? Simple. I am a bit stubborn? I guess that is why I found myself living in hell for so long. Who know? I did not. I felt life was hard because I was stupid. Am I stupid? Maybe. I am however...

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Admitting love is fickle itch

Admit that I need someone? Of course. I am stubborn. Not completely fickle. However, I can tell you a story of a person I know. Actually, of many people I know that were stubborn and did not get along. However, they needed each other. Why? Fate. People do not believe me when I tell them that Montauk project purposefully broke up families and bribed judges for injustice. People sometimes do not believe that a person is telling them a truth because they read it under fiction. That is why I as a writer need readers and? You are my reader for th...

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Dare you to take the Mandela effect test with me..

Submitted to Contest #94

Dares? Sure, I can dare you. I take the dare almost every day since I awoke that day in 2016. Why? I expect like many people you are not from here. And if you are not from here and I am not from here. We have different stories to tell. Dare you tell me your story? I can tell you mine. I ain’t from here. That got me a trip to the shrink. Who stated I was living past lives. He wanted me to waste time with him. Scheduling me for one appointment after another. If you have read me, I dislike wasting time. So after the fourth appointment I proved ...

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Mandala me this or Sketcher me that

Submitted to Contest #94

Let me be perfectly honest. Prior to May 18, 2016 plus or minus billions of years into a future now that no longer exists according to closed time curved loop reality, many things did not exist. Meaning? Solomon’s statement that the past is better than the future is truth.You see, I am a Mandela effected person. Sure, my shrink tells me I am living a past life. And I agree with him. However, when I point out if I lived on Sagittarius not Orion for 45 years and some months that he logically being on a much younger planet than mine would be de...

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Tis the reason I lived in the dead church arm of reality

People laugh when I say I know Paul’s statement of the gentile arm being pruned from the tree of life. Meaning? I am a time traveler; I passed through the reality where Sagittarius was part of the dead church in Revelation. And? Well, Paul says if you do not change your ways God will prune the wild olive branch of church off the tree of life.In my reality, I did not attend church because of the lack of help given to people after parties at church. Why? Because clean up after the party was usually me and one other lost soul. If that. We would...

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I had not attended an un family party since 1997 and then?

I had not been to a non-family party outside of corporation parties for a decade or more. That I had been invited to a party of a local treasury officer was fun. There a poet I knew who I had translated his book, and I sat discussing reality of the current political affairs. He pointed out that the head of state was there. What got me good was the respect the head of state had for the poet. I was wondering about that. I mean I read his translated works, and it was good. But respect shown was wild, not what I expected. That because I was seat...

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Lets be honest. I am homely.. and well..

To be honest. I was not the life of a party from 1973 to 1996. During that time life happened and not so many people would or could will remember me. I am, after all, a ghost.However, in 1996 I got placed some place with other ghosts. And? I was the gringo of a small Bolivian town.And? I was invited as a guest of honor to their parties. And? I did go and had a blast yet again.Some recall me for Water Claro. Where I dressed up as a water jug filled with wine and dances and toasted the whole community providing wine to them instead of water fr...

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