Prehistoric Origin

This is the basis of everything I’m trying to explain but I can’t get to it yet, trying to explain that in the early walking days of man the sun must have appeared to come up off of the ground in the distance and some early people got “OCD,” obsessive compulsive, to catch that warm light-bringer and they wouldn’t quit walking east even when it led them up into Siberia and then across Beringia into Alaska, and in all that trekking there were injuries, probably when newborns were laid down in the snow during emergencies, getting what I call “freezer burns” to certain spots and when the people finally got to some normal climate they were exhausted and fell into a pattern of using the nests of dinosaurs to sleep in and those dinosaurs would, like birds, bring food to the nests for the young and the food must have been like mashed hallucinogen-laced flowered plants and toads. The humans never got out of the nests, became parasitic on and jealous of the young of the dinosaurs, smashing the eggs so they’d get more of the hallucinogen-laced food, eventually leading to the extinction of the dinosaurs. They’d also made “games” of running the megafauna off of the Pacific and other cliffs, like that big cliff-drop that no one ever really talks about east of the Grand Canyon, the Mogollon Rim.
When they found their way back to the Old World they cliff-ran the people and went into the so-called “Trojan War” beginning of all these wars we’ve always had, and it’s just these unrecognized Paleo-American people who’d accidentally forced their way over Beringia and nature couldn’t keep them back, nature not having tangible hands. I have to quit now, and I just got this employment-assignment that starts in 2 days, good luck about this to poor little me, and I’ll try to keep filling in all of this space and time material on how we got into this real-life TOTAL PLANETARY EXTINCTION disaster that not only are we in but they’ve been running this world-takeover scam off of using me as a gimmick all my life that I have to also try to explain, 60 years old now and hope this employment goes okay because I’ve been about penniless for ten years and most of my life so far. More later I hope. (Kathy Foshay)