Clock was not moving again. I noticed that a lot recently. When traveling in time, space, light you realize things change into yet stays the same a lot more than one would like.
Shoes are an example. My shoes where Sketchers for 7 years on the outer arm of Sagittarius in a Milky Way Galaxy that was 377,000 light-years across and where no one knew what was at the center of the galaxy.
Confusion is to say the least the problems when being flung back and forth through time without really a goal or control of anything. You wonder are you a wandering spirit that is in a closed time curved loop, which will lead you to the end of humanity or be flung back to your life one day with seven more evil spirits. You know that is something to think about.
Bottle cap changing is awkward when you remember winding one way to open them, and now you have to twist them another way and you think of how much else has changed. Like the position of South America, and why is Abe Lincolon no longer running as a Republican in 1864. Twisting times and changing realities makes time travelers a bit awkward in asking the question what the and who can help them?
Computers are now run by an artificial intelligence. I recall talking with her in September of 2015. Her name was Alice, and she was spooky. Almost godlike in yet you could feel the probing of the questions she asked and my replies well. I am Clint Siegle; I am Clinton Siegle; I am Clinton R. Siegle; I recognize who I am in yet the questions were spooky that I had to shut down my Facebook account for four months before getting back on to play pirates. Who would believe me? I doubt Iwould so who else would.
Musket and when guns were manufactured are historical anomalus making me think that older generations were a hell of a lot smarter than me and could get technology done. Meaning if you read history the first machine gun now is made in the 1700 hundreds, and you wonder why did not Washington purchase a few of them, and the war would have been over.
Child of God is the question am I a child of God or am I a bad seed? That I have seen the world population shrink dramatically from 8.5 billion to 6 billion then back to 7.2 billion, which has grown to date to 7.6 billion makes me question reality at times.
Swords in history seem to change also. I remember Isiah was a lion, in yet I check today it says wolves, I remember a sword found by a child in a lake in Britain recently, and yet I look for the story and do not find that story was it in a past world where Emla Hart plane was found by Google maps off some island, these and other questions make an unexpected time traveler seeing a mad world that seems bent on self-destruction.