Thursday March 6, 2025: My cousin Emily is visiting NYC from Florida with friends. Emily is part of my Crystal bloodline and is also an Aquarian. We had a great 'time' today starting off at a local diner for breakfast where I noticed a Tesla truck parked outside - a vehicle not common in my area. Time to take a picture or two. Soon after we took this pic all hell broke lose aimed at Tesla dealerships and vehicles in reaction Elon Musk's DOGE policies. I've never driven a Tesla and don't think I've missed anything. My car of preference is a Lexus SUV.

Time for Emily to finally visit my apartment by the Verrazano Bridge.

Before going upstairs we walked to the park across the street and took several photos of the obelisk, the bridge, the cannon from the American Revolution, and the gazebo at the far end of the park.

As we stood there feeling silly - suddenly the energies shifted. (See the right side of the pic below and the direction the branches of the tree are blowing.)

This is how I interpret the uniquely interesting last photo we took - posted above and taken by Emily's friend Jessica.

There are no accidents. This untouched photo was another "set-up" to bring me and others who align with end times a message - time is running out.

Rotation and spin is associated with Time Travel as time is not linear but moves in spirals in and out of realities.

What were Emily and I looking at as there was nothing on that side of the gazebo to rivet our attention to the left (counterclockwise)? It was just the three of us alone in the park taking photos as a remembrance for the girls' trip.

Spirit (Z) is on the left allowing me to know he was present. Z has also appeared on other unexplained photos of me taken in the past that are archived on Crystalinks.

The floor of the gaZebo has a central point. When I look at it psychically - it spins counterclockwise. This speaks to me about reaching zero point reverse fibonacci sequence at the end of the simulation in which we experience in physical time. (We are currently at 0,1)

The eight-sided floor also looks like a spiderweb to me. Though I'm not into ancient prophecies, most share common themes about creation and end times. One of the more popular prophecies is about Spider Woman a metaphor for She who creates from a central source. One day it is She who will pull all of her creation back to her source. Spider Woman's web represents the grids or matrix that create our reality.

However you interpret this photo - based on your programing and prior metaphysical and physical studies - have fun with it.

As we know, there are scientists and visionaries throughout history programmed to bring advanced technologies and creative thinking to their timelines as if put in place to advance human evolution. Their brains are programmed to tap into the consciousness grids that create the illusion of reality. Ancient Alien Theory would place their connection with extraterrestrials who guide them to move humanity forward.

Nikola Tesla is a prime example. He was said to have been obsessed with time travel though there is no proof he completed his goal to built a machine to that end.

Today the name Tesla takes us to Elon Musk an early investor in the electric vehicle company called Tesla - later becoming its CEO. Musk has stated that he on the autism spectrum meaning his brain is wired differently than most often displaying eccentric behavior. Musk sees himself as a 5,000 year old time traveler as posted on X. It would not surprise me if he was working on a time machine.

To connect the dots to my experience above ... my cousin Emily owns a Tesla and plans buy the 2025 SUV. The last photo above depicts Emily and I time traveling. Segue to ...

Time traveling took me to these two pics of me dating to July 4, 1946 in Coney Island at age 3. In the first photo I am with my mother Florence on Surf Avenue near our home.

Things get interesting with the second photo. On July 4, 1989 I made friendship with a woman in Rhode Island who went by the name Deja Allison. We met through the Edgar Cayce foundation A.R.E.

As there was no email in those days, Deja asked to exchange some childhood photos through regular mail - which we did - sharing 6 photos each.

A short time later we returned the photos through the post office using Priority Mail to be sure they wouldn't get lost. Deja received her pictures within three days, but mine seemed to be lost.

One week went by ... and then another ... until my package finally arrived - the paper priority envelop shredded then placed inside a plastic zip type envelope with the contents intact - the post office saying the package had gotten stuck in one of their machines.

Time to put the photos back into the album with other childhood pictures. I had previously trimmed around the edges of each photo so it would slide into a slot in the album.

Now here's the strange part.

All of the pictures went back into their original slots, except for one.

The picture of me alone on my bicycle did not fit into any of the slots - its edges were not trimmed - and more to the point I had never seen it before it showed up in the envelop.

Deja said she never got the photo - leaving us to conclude that somewhere in the two weeks the mailer envelope went missing - the photo was placed in the envelope. But how did it get there?

As Deja was also a psychic we concluded that time travel was involved. My mother you may recall was also psychic - guided in 1954 to take me to the Nevada desert where I was taken on a UFO - my future shown to me.

As to the photo - to this day we don't know where it came from. Perhaps it was put there by my mother, Z, or even me.

What is notable is the backgrounds of both pictures - taken at the same time in the same place - that are slightly different. The building a few blocks behind the AMOCO sign is different in each photo.

In the far distance with me and my mother - you see one backdrop but in the one of me alone - we noted something that reminded us of Tesla's Wardenclyffe Tower which we felt was linked to time travel.

Fun Fact: Nikola Tesla died on January 7, 1943 at the age of 86, in New York City - one month before I was born (2/17/1943).

I have always known that I am a time traveler. We are currently traveling backwards to zero point fibonacci and the conclusion of this experiment in time and emotions. In this window events may not make sense or seem surreal as you witness every day. What's next? Time will tell.