I first learned of the Octopus Society in 2017. At that time, the society already knew who John was, and they were looking for him but were unsure if his intentions were to save humanity or destroy it. I submit that humanity is facing extinction without the presence of John. Therefore, John’s entry into this tale is not to destroy but to save. That said, the purpose of this tale is to provide evidence of my identity as John, the inventor of the time machine.
I did not know I was a time jumper until I was 33 years old (chapter nine). At that time, I began fitting the pieces of my life together as though it were a puzzle. At first glance, my story seems to have little to do with the mysteries of science. It may be more appropriate to approach this tale as one would approach a love story. Indeed, this is a narrative about the wedding of Hollywood and religion. But don't forget the final destination. In the end, this is a tale about time.
NOTE: For now, parts of my story have been censored until it is safe to share them with the public.
Also, I have included videos as evidence of the truth of my tale.
However, it is not necessary for the reader to watch each video.
My name is Jonathan McNally Lekrib. I was named after the bird in the novel Jonathan Livingston Seagull, by Richard Bach. My middle name comes from the story, 'For Want of Nail' which is the world's earliest reference to the butterfly effect. My last name means one who serves beer. The Germans associated Lekrib with the birch tree. The French, with the twister. The Greeks, with the God Apollo.
I was born on April 19th, 1982. I was raised in Salem, Oregon. My father is Randy and my mother is Maryann Elizabeth.
A House Full of Boys
I have three brothers: Jason, Judson, and Jamesen. No sisters.
Not a Typical Child
At an early age, my teachers recognized that I was different. In the first grade, a specialist came to our school to test me for the Talented and Gifted program (TAG). I scored 99% on the test and was accepted in to a special school.
A year later, my family moved to Salem and my second grade teacher recognized my gifts as well. She was impressed by a picture where I colored a Tyrannosaurus rex purple. All the other students colored their dinosaur brown, like the teacher’s example.
When the teacher asked for an explanation, I told her that no human has ever seen a dinosaur, so, we don’t know what color they are, but the T-rex is the king of the dinosaurs and purple is the color of royalty. Therefore, the T-rex was, probably, purple.
The teacher had me tested for TAG, again, and I scored 100%. I was told by the analyst that I do not think as other children think. I do not view the world as other people view the world. Because of this, I would probably be misunderstood in life and made fun of, but when I grow up, I will be able to solve problems that other people cannot solve.
Below is a sketch of a deer that I created when I was ten years old.
I was raised in a Christian home. My family and I were active members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormons).
Mormonism is not a passive religion. I went to church every Sunday. I lived according to a strict moral code. I did not date until I was 16, and I was only suppose to date girls who were Mormon, like me.
I Have Dreams
As early as I can remember, I have had a recurring dream about a girl with purple hair. Because I did not know her name, I called her Violet. I referred to her as my mother, but she was not my mother, she was more like the sister I never had.
In the dream, Violet and I are in a white field. There is a red line on the ground and all the people of earth are dividing themselves and relocating to one of the two sides. Violet and I want to stay together, but we believe that we can’t. In order to preserve the human race, we had to separate on each side of the line. However, as we parted, we look back at each other. That is where the dream would always end.
Below is a picture of Violet that I drew when I was in high school. She does not have a mouth because we communicated through thought.
As a child, I was fascinated by dinosaurs. I wanted to be a paleontologist when I grew up. But that changed when I was 11 years old.
In 1993, Jurassic Park was released in theaters across America. At the time, I was going through puberty. My perspective of the world was changing and realized that I did not want to dig in the dirt for fossils. I wanted to travel back in time and ride dinosaurs.
After much consideration I knew that my passion was not in paleontology but story telling. Even though I could never, really, ride a dinosaur, through the entertainment industry, I could make it appear as though I did.
A Passion for Film
At the age of 11, I began writing scripts and directing movies. I used the family VHS camcorder. The actors were me, my brothers, and my church friends. The location was my back yard.
Today, it is not uncommon for an adolescent to play with cameras and editing equipment, but in the early 90s, it was unusual.
My brother Jason is a year younger than me. For this reason, he is featured in most of my earlier movies. Later in life, Jason became a model (photos taken by Adam Grimshaw). Today he works as a podiatrist.
When I told my church bishop that I wanted to be a movie director he told me I couldn’t. Bishop Frank said that Hollywood was controlled by a group of people who do not live according to Christian standards. If I chose the entertainment industry, I would be required to abandon my moral practices to make the films that producers wanted me to make.
Bishop Frank said, Hollywood tells stories in movie theaters. Christians tell stories in church. So long as this separation exists, I should avoid watching Hollywood movies and I was forbidden from becoming a filmmaker.
Hollywood & Censorship
My observations of Hollywood supported my bishop’s beliefs. In the 80s and 90s, movies were full of foul language, violence, drugs, and lots of sex.
At the time, I did not understand why Hollywood did not censor their stories. However, because my love for movie-making persisted, I decided to make it a hobby until I discovered a different occupation that I was passionate about.
The Problem with Girls
Mormons believe that a requirement for heaven is that one must be married. Furthermore, your spouse must be of the opposite sex.
Personally, I’ve never had the desire for marriage, but I wanted to get into heaven and be obedient to God’s commandments. Therefore, I knew that I would have to get married.
My main problem with finding a female companion was that girls were not passionate about film making. In the 90s (before cell phones and YouTube), most girls were embarrassed to be on camera. I concluded that moviemaking was a boy thing, like football or chess. If I was ever going to get married, I would have to be accepting of females and their differences.
The Lunchbox Puzzle
In the fifth grade, my teacher gave my class an assignment where we had to create a puzzle (like a crossword or a word search) and put it in a special container. Then we would draw each other’s names and solve our partner’s puzzle.
I was excited about the project but did not know which puzzle to make. Therefore, I made them all. I created 14 challenges. When solved, each challenge revealed a letter and the letters could be combined to reveal the answer to the puzzle.
I stuck the challenges in a Wuzzles Lunchbox. (The Wuzzles was the first animated television show created by Disney. It featured hybrid cartoon animals.)
On the day of the activity, my friend Wendy drew my name, but she could not solve my challenges because their were too many, and she did not understand how they were connected. As other students finished their challenges, they helped Wendy until, eventually, the whole class was working on my puzzle.
In the end, they could not solve it before school ended, so the teacher made me tell everyone the answer: WUZZLES ARE COOL.
A Deal with God
When I was 15 years old, I was taken to the doctor because my legs were swelling with fluid. At first, the doctors thought I had lupus and that my body was attacking my kidneys. The doctor said that unless they stabilize the threat, I had less than one month to live.
That night, as I thought of the possibility of death, I felt sad because it seemed that I had not lived my life to its full potential. I was a good Christian. I followed the rules. But I had not done anything worth remembering.
That night I prayed to God and made Him a deal. I said that if He lets me live, then in the future, after I die, when I meet him at the pearly gates, I will come with a good story to tell him. The next day, the doctors discovered that I had Minimal Change Disease (MCD). They stabilized the threat, and I was able to continue my life. But I never forgot about my promise to God...
The near death experience changed who I was, as a person. I was no longer burdened by the dumb things that most teenagers are worried about. I decided that I was going to live my life as though I was in a movie, and I had to make the movie worth watching.
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