There really is no way to explain this besides being straight forward. This is going to be the most straight forward I am going to be in this memoir, and maybe my life. I still need to lose the sarcastic and doubting tone, because I know the facts, and they need to be told directly. There are two universes, there is the primary, which I might have also called the internal or original universe. The other universe, that is the tangent, self explanatory, but I'll still explain it for those of you who still might now get it. The tangent universe is literally a tangent of the primary universe, a different break off from the original. How do I know this? Easy, everything I did in the tangent universe were the only things that mattered, it was solely focused on me. How did it begin? How did the tangent break off onto its own? A question that has both a simple and complicated answer depending on how you look at it and the knowledge you already possess. It all began with the plane crash, but it wasn't really a plane crash was it? It was just the engine, the rest of the plane unable to be explained, the same plane engine that ended my life on October 2nd, 1988. This plane engine didn't end my life in the tangent, and that's how the tangent started, because at this time I wasn't in my room where I was supposed to be, I was outside on our lawn, talking to a bunny. He woke me up just in time, why did he do this? I needed to see how things would have played out if that plane engine didn't fall into my room that night and crush me to death. The plane engine itself came from the plane my mother and sister, Sam, were onboard on October 30th of the same year for one of her dance shows, a show my mom had to attend because Kitty was too busy defending the preacher and pedophile, Jim Cunningham. There are even questions I'm left with, but it doesn't matter because I won't be getting answers, not all questions are meant to have answers, even if they were, we wouldn't get them. The Philosophy of Time Travel does explain the Tangent Universe and it's exactness. Time, thought of as a social construct by many, is something that is actually stable, if you can even call it time, whatever it is, another question of the universe, has four dimensions, the fourth that can get corrupted. That's exactly what happened, this created the tangent universe when the plane engine fell through. This universe is not stable like the primary, not that it would be, it's like a twig at the end of a tree branch, meant to snap. This new tear in the universe can only last a few weeks, giving me the exact time frame Frank gave me that night on the lawn, up to the second, like those last seconds would be fucking useful. After this time the universe will collapse on itself, but what if I didn't have a successful run, did it matter? Was the first go through actually successful or did I go through the same universe multiple times? Was that even possible? There's a catch though, there's always going to be a fucking catch, see if I wasn't successful when the Tangent Universe collapses, the Internal Universe could collapse as well, leaving everyone including myself, to cease to exist, so why was I picked to save everyone? I am the living receiver, I don't know why.
