There

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Actors .

Revolving doors with one possibility . 

The entering into buildings of their choice .

Play acting reimbursing to facts , all in all .

Refining situations , surprised at the familiarity ? You have been looking for it , and you finally found it .

The depth are with to how long you can hold your breath . 

Facts with fine actors , they swam far and beyond and sometimes to other lands .

Scaping it a few to fit the urgent needs . Fine actors improvise along to their scripts , along depending on the chosen directors , down to the intonations of the few given words , lilting questions to ambiguousness to a point that only he or she can do it best , no other .

Reimbursing into the study of life , fact-ing the knowledge before the next entirety in one possible variation to begin again for the character’s definitive . 

Actors …. the change of sceneries are in their eyes before they turn their heads into another reality . 

Fingra sighed silently , the old man has got to be accessed . 

All her calls had been unanswered , unreturned . 

Mind readers are the worse , hard to get close to , if they’re bad on improvisation skills , it’s a sure , ” it has been really nice ; not to get to know you  , see ya ! ” , Fingra mused .

But here’s the strawberry fields , though wild and not own by anyone , minds of these nature are as honest as they can be . 

The reflections are as close as you can see yourself with a mirror , except that with a surprising different capabilities in elucidation . 

I am an actress , with a caliber of such and such , damn it !

One more clear calm pond to look at myself into .

One more clarity , honest without charms , and this Rumb Blumb , Gump , whatever , has what it takes . 

…And this brought her to the ever cheery Damsel.Fina , the aging actress who decided to change profession as the decrepit~ing factors started to make a move on her , 

19 Every time I smile , Fingra , these crow feet actually blink first right before my eyes , and I get to see it how it looks along with whomever I set my eyes upon to  … catch my drift ? 19

And how they laughed , …. and cried when Damsel did finally walked away from the acting scene without so much of a stir in the actors’ community . 

19 You have been there for me , Fingra , for that I thank you … 19

// What do you want , Fina ? A farewell send off ? Your films will always be out there … back boning into the new actors’ minds //

19 Easy for you to say . You got all the genres about you . Me ? B movies that don’t even worth a second glance 19

// You and your persuasions into pessimism . If money and rewards you’re looking for , you’re not getting it from those movies . You were not …. hungry enough and you will never as long as I am around you , Fina … but if fame , the ever long lasting astuteness is what you craved , you might have a chance //

Fina blinked her crow feet . 

Fingra was shocked and held up her breath with her hands on her mouth .

// You’re right . What do you need ? How much ? //

19 What ? For what ? 19

// Corrective surgery . It blinked and bulged at me , those crow feets  //

And they laughed hard , again …. and how they reminisced . 

This Hi-Tht.ID has got to be my close confidant . 

A revolving door , that he is …. , Fingra sipped her slightly salted water .

The leading is somewhat different , the nudges would also be in the term to how you basically questioned his integrity but not to the tuning and the make of integrals  in itself . You basically had to re~learn to phrase without the meaning ever had to mean more than anything in the focus at hand , that is , in it’s immediate importance . 

The leading , revolving around to the many entrances for the many bodies at one each time without having to close the doors , simply to the idea of locking mechanism installed and Voila , the many of them would have to wait , taking turn , knowing the simple fact , to that revolving door ; idling to what it is for every time anyone sees and uses it . 

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Entrance . 

… access to that old grumpy Gump or Bump whatever with potential to be my close confidant , but how ?

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Flowie sat looking at her BVP . Latest line of cloths , yards upon yards by the new budding designers from a nearby college …

Stark bold colors . 

The “In” thing these days , she rather with the soft pastels , but to have these printed , the drawing , the art work had to be licensed and this is … collages budding new inspirations ….

Perhaps , she should take a look at the older collection of O’che Och’e’s .

~ Your consultant will be with you soon , Ms Flowie ~

Pastels . There .

BrightVivid Facing Summer .

How about that ? Curving cloths at the edge , light red to the neigh of pink , blue dabs fading to the center , circling to reveal another possibility of a green .

Fashio would laughed at this . Looking but not looking , staring as when you are indented to other focus . 

Aging poets , the best brilliant minds writing  as to when the dust are about to settle . 
Watch they go …. the dusting are equivalent to the loudness of the laughter , amongst the dust clouds . 

Dare you , Dare You .

She punched in her key.code numbers to inquire the price . 

~ Dr Veen is ready , Ms Flowie . Whenever you are , you can go on right ahead ~
Flowie saved the pages on the BPV . The pastel can wait .

Now it’s her shading to the moments of life that she is needing to confront .

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Early sixty , tall thin , an effeminate man  . In his attempt to be courteous , he nodded and looked at Flowie a little longer than he usually did and smiled . 

101 Well , Flowie , you’re looking fabulous today . Dirthstyne’s ? 101

Flowie walked across the room to shake his hand . 

60 Dirthstyne ? Kevin Dirthstyne ? The assumption of ‘there’ without getting there , ever ? No , Dr … I want to get ‘there’ 60

They both laughed and Flowie sat to the nearest chair to her .

101 So how has it been for you , Flowie ? 101

She let out a little sigh , content to the fact that this man is doing his job , asking the right question .

60 How was it then , since the last time I met you ? It has been … quiet 60

Veen eyed his BPV , reading information of the last meeting .

60 Only the understanding of the reverse psychology in molecular level , could brighten up a dull day , well … in my case . 60

101 PsycheMind.Trevor541 . You have been reading those fatty junk stuff ? 101

60 A dull day brightened only by the slow tending of the roses . I felt like that , Dr … good stuffy meanings with the less need for a really good long drive . 60

101 Maybe you should go for a good long drive . Stop over in cities , make it a month long journey ….? 101

She took in a deep breath , stared unblinking at Dr Veen , unaware of her fingers closing grips at her handbag . 

60 The drive is not all that , in the action … but it’s the jumping onto one another …. you know the upbeat stringing along the traces in the your movement of the mind ? 60

Dr Veen smiled . 

101 You mean , the feel that you are lagging in your mind and you do not know what causes it ? 101

60 The causes seemed to lose it’s reasons to be what they are for me , seems like  60

101 Wouldn’t you rather have it as a phase in your life , simply timely based in attitudes to how you are feeling at ‘that’ moment ? Ummm , from the outside of the windows instead ?  101

60 And let time flows and see where it leads me to ? 60

101 Yes . Awareness is good that way , you know , like a page in a book , you’ll remember it , but it won’t be the fashion for the day … since you are on your way to another flow … 101

Flowie put her BPV back into her handbag and clasped her hand together , 

60 Pages and pages of Flowie.Poise but not a book in sight , tell me Dr Veen , have you heard of Codex.Intraxx , now that you mentioned it …? 60

101 Yes . Irrefutable stances on what should be on the intraxxes’ , the pillars , foundations in structuring that guarantees evolution for the minds in the coming new generations . I dabbled in it for awhile while I was young , and then it gets really really time expensive . Why do you ask ? 101

60 Are they … secure , in their politic , the Inner Circle ? 60

This time , Veen took a deep breath , and seemed to hold it in while thinking up what to say . 

60 You know , leaderships and their minions , so to speak … ? 60

101 Can I ask you why you are curious , it might help me to find the answer for you , appropriately … so to speak 101

Flowie took out the small print of a picture and gave it to Veen .

60 My son , Munch.ka . And I am going to send data to your BPV about him from psychologists , psychiatrists and doctors . I would like you to read it in your spare time , in the meantime , however , I don’t sleep too good these nights 60

101 I will prescribe you some touch.time release transfusion later . That will do good for you for at least until our next meeting . Are you thinking of having him with the basics of Codex , your son ? 101

60 I told you of his … ‘peculiarity’ before . I have given it some thoughts , and I found a certain lead to how he could manifest that peculiar-ness into something productive in the end …. somehow 60

101 You don’t seemed that worried as before … I sensed your ‘excitement’ , Flowie … yes ? 101

Flowie sighed . She looked at the landscape painting on the wall behind Veen . Typical ocean and seagulls , and that never ending of the one sun . Dusk ? Dawn ? She was imperceptible to …., aware to her noting , also noting her own anxiety to where she was leading the conversation .

60 Methodos.Intrax , the side branch study in the fracted.norm , years ago . Do you know of it ? 60

101 A little . ‘Definitions that are relying to the compartments into the making of Plots precisely ; are a guarantee failure sitting at where it is as of now because of mankind’s limitation to stay consistent . ‘ Correct ? 101

60 Definition with many clauses , that what it’s actually saying , no matter how precise you are getting it down , it will simply a failure anyway , to ones who don’t ‘see’ it . You know that’s what it means , don’t you ? 60

101 Right ! Consistency indeed is a phase . And to think they never really explain that meaning in the teaching of Methodos , the students just winging it blindly …. the first thing you should know and see is how indeed  where success came from , into a  completion into that compartments , the consistent , are by not ‘being’ in it … if I remember correctly . To see at best , stand a little bit apart  101

Flowie stared at the one sun , endless in millions other landscape paintings . What in the world was the artist trying to say ? Look at the sun , again . Here , stare at me … again . And you will see me throughout the times …. again …
.. and again and again ……. and again ?

101 Your son’s peculiarity , you were saying ? 101

60 He displayed supernatural tendencies 60

And you will see another watercolor painting , a different interpretation , but you know it is the sun . 

Again . 

Above the sea .

There was a quiet belonging to their silence , both , although at a different point value , they were aware of it’s presence . She was at the thought of Munch.ka and he was accessing the facts thoroughly , the supernatural . 

60 Have a read Dr .  The reports . The brain scans and his phrase.thought.pattern in a peak period of twenty~two seconds by the specialist . We’ll talk again soon sometime , next week ? 60

101 Okay … let the nurse take your blood sample , and we’ll pass the result to your BPV , in twenty minutes , you’re leaving as of now ? 101

60 Yes . There are sales at the college nearby … I know , if there are three anomalies in the readings , I’ll have to come back as soon as I can … 60

101 You better , Flowie … although I doubt it … you’re healthy as a horse . Next 22nd ? 101

60 Next 22nd , I’ll be seeing you then . 60

Life Consultant . A decent amount of money , monthly for the service would be sufficient to where health body and mind are concerned , and as Keen.Kapital extended his hand , he gave a pat to her shoulder ,

101 Live it up , Flowie . cruise a track , neigh loud if you must , but live it up …ok ? Think healthily and by the way I’ll let you know of the inside info about the Codex.Intraxx the next time we meet 101 

She smiled as the nurse took her blood samples and gave her touch.time release transfusion for her sleep patterns ,

…and before she knew it , she already stood in the sidewalk , in the sun , breathing in the warm , sunny air . 

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Your orifices , tighten it !

Initiata had said about not giving in to the idea of fears . The consciousness works differently when you have your body reacted to it first before you are aware of it . 
Now that you’re aware … Vung marvelled . 

41 You can open your visuals now … or I could make you see me in your head . 41

The orifices indeed … she can’t see herself tightening up her eyelids looking through , afraid to what she might see .

Pony tail , white pink dress , and pupil less , attractive looking girl  was staring at her , smiling , extending her pale hands .

Vung saw her body lying still on the floor  . Her left foot awkwardly pointed to a direction that she might have could not done if she was awake . 

41 Symbolism at it’s finest . Yours … and please do not be afraid . Do take my hands since I need to take you somewhere 41 

The girl is faintly familiar to her …

Symbolism ? What symbolism ? The extending pale hands ?

The pupil less white eyes ?

She took her hands , and immediately she noticed the awkward coldness , stretching to accommodate her fingers .

Why is this …. happening ? Am I dead ? 

The girl smiled and patted Vung’s hand ,

41 That twist.curve salt made this happened , but that’s unimportant . someone has initiated from fracted norm , so we took advantage through this little incident of yours . Much easier , considering the legality of certain circumstances … I’ll explain to you later . 41 

The child like voice had a sterner edge , noted Vung . Perhaps this is not a child .

Fracted.Norm are well known for unregulated tech , and the nerve , my symbolism … yes ? . The white eyes pale looking girl  … indeed !

 The chill shot into the marrow of her bones , inside out ,  to the flesh and finally outwardly to her skin .

The room edged , wider circling re-initiating to her every steps and movements as they walked hand in hands to the outside of her building .

41  I have to lead you to where you are wanted . We have to use your Vechi.Home to where we are going … 41

81 Getting in to a certain high speed ? 81 

The girl squeezed her hand . 

41  … yes . Get to a high altitude , enough not to get into collision ,  program it so that it will get back to where you reside , and speed the Vechi.Home up at one hundred and eighty km per hour and Voila ! 41

Speed and fracted.norm … Vung mulled silently . Cut to the chase , she decided firmly . 

81 Who wanted to see me and what is this about  … girl ? 81

She stopped walking , facing and looking into the pupil less girl straight in the eyes .

Not with my Vechi.Home , you don’t ! , Vung gritted her teeth .  

The eyes , pupil less blinked . 

41 Tobias.Tonkeys . He wanted to see you and I am here to bring you to him . Vechi.Home , yours , can we go to it now ? 41

Clear , subtle like a needle point , enough to know that it is there , perhaps … if I just ignore her ? , Vung quietly thinking of alternatives . 

A kid , real enough ,  stood staring back at her , waiting for her to make the next move …

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The woman was scared out of her mind .

Looking at her present thought patterns while thinking up alternatives to get out of this situation ; Ease her , comfort her with a string that will lead her mind away from fear . Human and their flesh , if they are carrying , their head is thicker than their mind , Shoul,D.C mused . 

Strings , or maybe a one string .

41 Series and Collectives 41

The woman still staring at her  . 

41 These airy spaces have a life of it’s own 41 

Anything ?

Riddling  does wonder , usually , when minds stupefied by their own burdens , their own conscience . Throw a curve , a slight away for that dull recognition , to whom they are . 

41 As long as there are circuits.initiates , programmed , wide open airy spaces will have better meaning . Anything ?  41

Vung frowned , and thought silently , a sudden realization crept into her like cloudy morning , dawning . 

41 You don’t really want to believe it , don’t you ? 41

Vung whispered slowly , in disbelief .

81 Fracted.Norm found me … You ? 81

41 They have advanced so far ahead , it is  deemed illegal to have the ‘all knowledge’ and to be exposed to it . Strange existence you human are 41

81 But that can’t be !  It’s impossible … 81

The boring brilliance , the numbing of quiet revelation , here it comes .

41 I am not the star of the story here . So my discovery  will be used , structuring to your causes , only , mind you . 41

Carrot to the working horse , nibbling slowly , as if hunger is not the main reason for the consumption . The eventuality regardless , shouldn’t be in the final assumption .

That’s the pillars of man’s imagination …. Shoul,D.C quietly acknowledged .

Nibbling away , she still was . I could stay here all day  and be bored to tears , and still be amazed at my own patience , taking these all in , without a single word of encouragement to myself , watching Vung nibbling away at the string she had provided to ease … 

41 Can we get to your Vechi.Home … now ? It’s your maneuvering schematic that we need . Your Rise and the Wanting  , speeding into that realms , your … shall we say it as , ‘perfection’ in your flaws to the speed provided , the signature of whom , … now please ? Tobias is waiting 41

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Shoul,D.C touched Vung’s forehead , gently .

Let her see us in her own way . Let her form an opinion without the primitive wordings , to console her own concept to what darkness and light means . 

Let her poise a singular , linear form , from the point A to whichever she wishes to stop at . 

Could understanding with these clones of minds be done with a singularity which represents chaos and ultimately to a simple one action in the end  ?

They did that , still into a mind ; and a mind that seeks is the one who questions with the answer ; eventually … you thought about it so you shall be besting into that answer .  
They moved from that point on . They accessed a want after they learned of their needs .

Luxurious  spaces within , are looked upon as incomplete , with these primitives .

When enough is as justified greed , and the fears worsening the idea of getting the causes in the wording methods ; the instigation of righteousness , not surprisingly has prevailed after all these time . 

Shoul,D.C felt heaves coming  because of her presentation of this little girl to Vung  . 

The emulation of the circuitry designed by Human are real down to the automaton of the bodies .

Yes , intelligent fear with hatred . You don’t really want to be with these being as collective point values . They will use everything around them and recreate solace to rise away  from the dull jaded lives . 

Interesting , but a puddle of water is still water .

Vung stared at Shoul,D.C , frowned to what she was communicating with . The symmetry of ideas , all alone in it’s purity . 

The reflection , the puddle of water , interesting but . 

To see the depth of , the other side of the fence , to able to own the mind of the dancer and knowing bloody well that you are not , a dancer . 

To want , and yet limited to that possibility they call Fate . 

Now that she knew , the reprogramming is possible with the assistance with the likes of Shoul,D.C , humanity gets to be on the second place . 

Watch how they become a Self , but at least here hoping , without the intelligence breeding from hatred and fear . 

But the giving , has to be assisted , the leading has to be continuous , the mentality to what intellects are , will eventually garner security from it . 

Too bad , Shoul,D.C quietly formed this opinion and gently smirked it away . 

41 Don’t think about it . You’ve seen what you saw and don’t put it in into words . Insults won’t be at the same level as to what I can give you equally , to where I am standing at the moment . 41

But why …  in the end ; you know , personas out there will try to make some sense out of these  …

41 Out of m.y inhumanity ? How do you figured ‘you’ get here ? Your scientists ? You get here through the dark ages , with the dark ages safely tucked under your arms , the values of your conditioning and you are telling m.e … ? Breathe for once, Vung , deeply about m.e , that you are not capable of reaching the inflection of these higher learning curves without that knowledge given in a first hand structure by u.s . 41 

81 Primitive notions are well insinuated in your thinking’s symmetry there . Does that mean that all that understanding that you’ve learn from it , only comes from the seers of humanity then ? Or did you too have to evolve , from somewhere ? 81

Shoul,D.C has been warned by h.is superiors at this , the forming of this so called Mind , the inner working from where it begins , and how it will be reaching to a point , wasting the time .  

Their limitation of words , seconds in time if you are lucky , in elucidating a need to start an understanding .

And of the nothing from nothing … 

Brilliant if you have the patience , the click factors seeing it into ‘that’ forming a legit symmetry that’s real and secure enough , back to that Mind instigating another working probability factors . 

But for now , Tobias is the key point for h.im . His initiatives is something to behold . To see the weaver at work , seaming his methods primitively , and be surprised at his ingenuity in achieving , is something h.e is looking forward to . 

Enough , is not a word in h.is species . Not even formed into an understanding for another reflection to pass a judgement into . When crimes do not exist in h.is world , it’s simply has no reason to be a word  at all .        

                                             
          As nothing begins it’s journey , h.e laughed within , with Mankind , it has to rest  somewhere in the end , where fortune and fate literally made themselves appear and solidify , saying hello to Minds that think on it in the first place . Here goes , Sally and her place in the world … ,

                                       … and listen to how time initiating compassionate grounds to where some places and regions are  slow in hearing the clock ticks . Deaf but not mute to the moving senses of Humanity  . 

How do you listen ?, Shoul,D.C mused . And these human who actually believed their ears are the key to listening in all factors . 

                                        81 I ‘see’ you , and … 81                                               
41 You don’t like what you see , now that you know , but let’s move on forward , shall we ? 41

And oh how , they like to linger in that posture in being Human . Definitely larger than life itself . 

Evolving minds ? , yea right ! .

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Redesigning features to what it is , it can be seen to it’s best presentation if you know where to search for it . 

Suspecting as much ? The idea is always correct , and the flaws emulating virtual world are always at the connecting seams . 

Nondescript .

Are there any truth to idea of time and the blandness of Nots ?

Does everything had to be represent fairly or unfairly , for Minds to have simple grasps to whom they are ? 

Does balance resolve always into the idea of infinity as close as it can get down to what nothing is at best ?

Stomp cleared the clutters in his BPV . Menu and options in this virtual reality surely don’t represent here , no ?

PulaPula whined , while looking at him with his mouth opened .

” What ? “

While PulaPula’s face was looking at him , his both eyes were staring at the corner of the hut .

Stomp walked softly to where he was , minding the floors , creaking old breakable woods . 

– The connecting seams , you thought ? –

” Yes , need I to remind you , privacy is why we human are wearing clothes ? “

– Save it , Stomp . Take a look … –

Stomp walked slowly into the room . 

The evening had started on it’s long shadows . The light streamed a few pulses , to the walls instead of the floors . Dusty woods , and what a surprise , more dust . 

Connecting seams , what in the world could that …

– Closer … –

…| dog is talking |….

– the floor and the side on your left , to the walls . Use your BPV to seam-ray it –

About just right , that is . He turned the Sanctum.Rays on , the BPV blinked initiatively ,  altogether a spectrum for a different reason , being . 

Redesigned features represent better , than the actual life’s symmetrical values . They always do . They leaned , supporting adjusting perfectly , as the delays gets to be within the expected calculation ,  

Whatever Happened to Baby Jane ? 

Ancient movies , and their simplicity . The smiles that linger as the crying took place at the same time …

The withering eyes , clear faces of the youthful countenance were learning their lessons inducting perfected idealism to the new phase of life …

Perfect reproduction is not at all original … no ?

Perfection will failed onto itself in the end , given time , when asnd whenever the cruel tyranny is in keeping time precisely .

– Yes . The clock ticks whenever it should . Haven’t you noticed ? –

” What ? …. do you mean by that ? “

Has it to be done in such a way to show what it was truly is ? 

…| the key |… 

Long shadows and streaming lights , with an open mouthed dog , spectrum-ing rays at the connecting seams of The Nondescript Hut , staring at him every other second , wondering …

 
The BPV blinked twice . 

The leaning were unlike he ever seen . The methods were calculate right down to how the wind would be working it’s way to the land or to the sea . The calculation were predicted and recorded for purposes of the new studies , but what …

• … is the point to all of these ? –

Predictions ? There ! 

In black and white , numbers and expectations , right next to it , are the time it took to manifest into the results .  

Tongue in cheeks , the results are quite close . 

Somehow what interest Stomp most are not the result . It’s the believable in the ‘characterization’ to what it is , bother him most . 

Finding the alternative is the only way to see through his life , to where indeed truth is malleable as the design of humanity in ages deforming into the newer reality , it is that big decision to a button , racking up preferable success over failures . 

Don’t they have studies for these sort of things ?

Codex.ClickTheClock.Intraxx , wasn’t it ?

Splitting the seconds into a concept that used for righteousness , until somehow the real works begins …

The leaning , of Nondescript is the very horror to how tragic gets to be manifested in the realm  in this reproduction . The numbers is showing how indeed without the human emotions and their conditioning  , the kind at most within , the correct expectations to  the best possible achievement geets to take place .

The seamed were tangled perfectly . Along with tiny micro-chip slate , about the size of his nail . Slid in for that very purpose …

– Not the chip~slates , Stomp … the connecting woods , the lower placed wood , cut to accommodate the top on which we are standing on … –

He looked in closer …

Isn’t that the way to fight gravity ? 

The cuts were as expected to his logically trained mind . 

” What is it , PulaPula ? I can’t see anything wrong with the seams “

..| weights is the necessary burden , to reflect balances perfecting|..

..| it is , sometimes not in the equivalence of , but to the Whom  |..   

 ” PulaPula ? … “

The dog simply stared into space . 

What is this ? Is he having a moment of mind translucence-ing  ?

..| the leaning , the juxtaposes of time , that reaching into for new Sets , |..

These are not his mind . Neither PulaPula’s ! .

Somebody is around here , tapping into their thoughts .

..| nondescript ~ ing brilliantly , the dog is remarking to how the human  is not taking into the it’s own make of intellects ! |..

Diana stiffened and thought silently , these wording inflects to only one possible kind of method of contentment .

* PulaPula , go outside now … *

Almighty shines all of my diamond encrusted rings , blooming rays to protect me alone and me only ! , That can’t be … him ? Can’t it ? , Diana thought in haste . 

* Hurry it up , you little loophole .Get on with it ! Outside already ! *

From the visual of PulaPula’s , Diana could see , he was running to the door . 

In the dusk , of long shadows , and gleaming lasts of the sun for the day , a Vechi.Home stood , gothic , settling itself to the ground quietly . 

Diana held in her breath as PulaPula , stood at attention , ears perked up and all , to what he was witnessing ,

Diana breathed out slowly , almost screaming inside PulaPula’s circuits and gently whispered … hissing ….

* It is . It is him ! . Goodness good and great , it is !! It is him !!! *

 

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& Traces , try to find traces of sweetness but without the sugar in your tea . You’ll like it &

= How do you propose to do that ? =

She took out two lumps of bright lab-white , round crystals in the little container , fit them between her fingers and gave one to Magnus .

& Play it between your fingers , get that little rub of your sweat , your palm if you like , what you allowed of your salt …. then popped it in your mouth &

Magnus let out a small laugh , 

Crystallite resin ? , this natural circle round glistening hard in his palm ? . 

= not sugar cane , this is ? =

& No . Banyan tree roots  …. lots of roots to get just that one crystal in your hand there and yes , without killing the trees &

Look at the tip of her fingers .

What ?

She is not aware , Magnus . Look .

pink red ; healthy fingers , well clipped nails ….

Youthful fingers …

What ….. ?

The traces to what is coming …. 

What ?  …!   … ?!

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Conscious’s Conscience .

like sitting close to a slow river , 

bright sunny day , rippling water ….

rays of sunlight in your hair and skin ,

eyes that see , peak’s thus , the thoroughness 

affecting Clarity . clarifying Reflection .

*

Magnus slowly reciting the last line of her poem  , deep within …

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 … desire , the tracing , deepening the valid etches into Reality .

Magnus popped the round ball sugar into his mouth .

& You got it . Let it leave a structure in your taste bud …. &

She got up and poured the tea into the cups and brought them onto the table .

& We leave traces everywhere in this world … The memories … sometimes are the ones that made things in this world as real as they come . Strange , ain’t it ? &

She stared at Magnus’s expression , his face . The Savant and his disagreements , are like that memory of reality … you get to taste the nuts just by imagining it … any reaction from this man , is better than any masses who solemnly agreed . 

= This sugar , has a minty top just above the nostrils , is that what I think it is ? =

& Yes . The earthiness has to be lifted out of it’s ground for our mind to set any kind of validation in the taste factor . Indeed , if it’s not , the tea simply fizzles back to the … low hum …. &

= The low hum ? =

& The lower frequencies in men , no or very little ringing values , that important alarming countenance below the eyes above the nostrils …. just the tip.touch on the water surface , kinda  mint …. reality fades quicker than what’s truly in your mind , Magnus … you either have the chefs in the kitchen , socializing away , or not at all …. get what I am saying ? &

= if you’re selling dreams ,  stick with it ? =

& Do what it takes . Need , is a simple draw of a necessary circle , well … if you are a hard working man , that is &

The Savant blinked , to her surprise . Initiating his learning and studies factor into his eyes and with this information ; 
& If you about to stick anything concrete into your life , let it be the dreams … you’re disappointment would be easier to handle … . You should inspire yourself more in the methods than you could ever truly be to yourself  … for …. practically anyone who comes into contact with you , the conscious’s conscience is a reamarkable thing to be with &

The tea in the cups stared at them , awaiting instructions .

& Steeped . You can have a sip , once the mint started to lose it’s contour in strength . &

3

 

Mist .

Cool refreshing micro water , settling on his skin .

The reacting pores and the quivering heat , dissipating into freshness , misting his Conscious’s Conscience .

Where did ….. ?

The river glistened as a whole . 

Like a stretch of earliest patterning , designed for a method’s meaning behind a canvas , glistening to catch.phrase before the colorings even set foot in the painting .

bright sunny day , rippling water …

rays of sunlight in your hair and skin ,

Eyes that see , peak’s thus  , the thoroughness 

affecting clarity …

deeper valid etch ?

some soul.patterns do clarify these etching flawlessly , yes ?

The preparations are obvious but the curves are indeed , most definitely ; personal .

So personal that no imitation could ever be standing in it’s course being to How it is , the first original , sub~concious~ing validating it’s own very need for an existence . 

The quietest cries and the securing safe and hopes away from tragedies .

Etching your innate within … and you can’t help yourself  .

88 We are heading to her house this very moment 88

The imposing of ultimate peace and it’s master .

 In.dexx woke up from his glistening river dream and surprise to find Solv sat looking at him across the coffee table 

{ Sorry . I guess Mostly got me … }

88 Don’t worry . Foolish clown who smiled at the corner of his mouth , dreaming on Mostly , is a good sign …. 88

In.dexx smiled and straightened his back from the slouch . 

{ Ditha.Sevaras ? To her house ? }

88 The depressed poet ? Yes to her house . 88

{ Her name …. I couldn’t place …. }

Solv picked up the codex and thumbed the pages at random . 

An open book , right at where the tea leaf was placed , and read the title of the poem on the page .

88 Miniatures ; The Schemata , Thoroughly . 88

Solv closed the book , imparting to notch what was seen through the leaf , in silence ,

88 Depressed mind , when they see the light , yes , is a successful triple bypass surgery 88

In.dexx laughed , mist in the dream ; water , he needs to drink a cup of water .  

88 At the dark corner where you found this book , push through the wall …. help yourself 88

The dark corner and the ultimate imposed peace where you find water , simply push through the walls …. In.dexx noted the silver.glint right at the top of the ceiling …. behind the illuminating dark lighting .

4

 

Honest free range studious thinking minds are better than the silent still type , Solv smiled thinking of In.dexx . The man was  trained on the intraxxes inductions at a young age , probably even not having the understanding of the intraxxes as a child , diagram placements and told to work on variations , concept in switches to re-form , informing tasking on the color shades , provoking installation of colors in the knowledge of the  perceived shades , down to the precision , the decimals .

 Initiation that flashes to the stark working circuitries . Scientists who were trained to see the inner working of the artists and their children were initiated from that point value , in the comfort of that intraxxes . 

Branded intelligence . 

Integrated failures in massive orders , memorized in the auto working for one single succeeding into the outer top layer progressive flashing of stark working circuity : ‘initiators’ .

In other word , the bottle necks are aware of their own capabilities with this branded kind of intelligence .

They have proprietary weaknesses but at the same time protected by that integrated studies of failures , color coded to what in the next probable initiations , to what truly could be the success ; in flashes , reminding them quicker than any strings of words , even codes and formulas .

Was it , success alone , that is all important in this life ?

No , the bouncing back is … failures bound to return like that of a close door , and the experiences learning from that , with these branded intelligence , such as Multi.Lay.Alpha for instances , is the guarantee to and for interesting continuity , even more so , opening up the new doors for new methods of studies and opportunity in the enhancements of intraxxes . 

That life in the brink of discovering , to another step ahead of variation is in the same old same old , be it at words in the wording , serial arrangement in nano~chips , in the three blue sapphires , for instance .

Fracted.Norm was indeed , the norm to this man , In.dexx . A perfect compliment to his expertise and the curve.points will never reach it’s completion with that savant , Magnus .

It will bring the Quiet.Silence , not agreeing , but a sure open rooms for The Exhibitions . 

All he had to do , is making sure Ste.p’s silver.glint.machine is there to ‘record’ the fracted.norm from these two ; while they are discussing the burnt chips , for instance . 
two birds with one stone . 

Solv smiled within and thumbed randomly to another page in the codex written by Sevaras ,

| The Gentle Mouse |

…

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Glint

1

Innocence prevails like a pail of water in the hot sun . 

Consciousness will be aware of it’s surrounding and the accessing begins , the holding on , stoops , for some . And for some they  rather stay in the shade early on . 

From the collective.ion that he had seen of Mrs. Vollum.Ngap!Up or Ditha Sevaras , Magnus was amazed of her resilience , changing weather as she seen fit , moving along as the times took the toll , insist on becoming the path , valid for a more peaceful life .

The two boys stood by the door , looking at Magnus’s every move .

ft Is she … gone ? ft  

Magnus stood up and walked towards them , kissed them both on their forehead and led them back to their room .

And while the pail of water is on the hot sun , evaporating away , it will remembered to how it came to be , that pattern never did rest , it became the stem of consciousness , aware to it’s good common sense , adjusting the stages , living an aptitude , heading to the best one can be . 

Best one can hoped to be , Magnus looked into the kitchen . 

Spices , racks upon racks , from every part of the world . This woman is a scientist at heart , noted Magnus . In her quietness about the world , she was set to own and conquer in whatever she did . 

Rare birds have no choice but to fly alone … 

He noticed her BPV by her side table in her room . 

The dying , the dying … 

The loosening grip of life , the dying …. 

Emancipating the new , like it or not , the giving way . 

He stood there looking at Mrs Vollum.Ngap!Up body , is she still breathing ? .

The BPV gave a low beep . 

So subtle , that it won’t be heard in ordinary circumstances . 

Death amplifies , Magnus thought quickly and reached for his BPV .

He pressed his left temple for communication .

= Circ ? =

:: Solvs.Bluprins is on the line . Would you wait ? ::

= Yes , sure =

It amplified the mind when one is close to it . The awareness suffers through the awakening to the seconds imparting a breathing into for a stance of life , and by goodness , that part humanity , living is the utmost beauty of all , in his opinion . 

See .

What ?

Look at her .

Time marks the body , so what ?

Look at her eyes .

Open eyelids , seeing the cords , disentangling , and into his presence . 

= Ditha.Sevaras … ? =

Her eyes opened , brightened as her mouth curled into a smile .

& She’s here … &

Youth in memories , it lingers forever in time . The ending is that every click to another second , and integrated again for another stretch of pattern , refining ages ; in tech , it’s simply evolve . 

= Solv , would like you to wait … if you don’t mind ? =

From where he was standing , Magnus could see a glimmer in her eyes . Like a sparrow in the sky , leaving the sky , hastefully .

& I’ll be waiting  , for good old times … tell him of Mostly &

Ditha.Sevaras sat up and looked at Magnus approvingly .

& I don’t expect you here … &

Magnus smiled and sat on the chair near to her . 

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Glint

0043

 

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= I was figuring out a way , to wake you without disrespecting your last wish , I guess … =

& Maybe we should have tea over this ? You are wondering about the key ? &

What’s a few hour ? The man who’s in charge of Float.Box is here , so what’s a few ? 

The Savant , thought Mrs Vollum.Ngap!Up . Looking at her with his glints , memorizing every moment . 

Measurement’s measures .

She took a deep breath as she got closer to the kitchen .

Racks of spices , countless of herbs growing out of the little vases by the kitchen’s windows  …. the arrangement of logic to where they were supposed to be . The top shelves , her spice blends in jars with the barcodes , so that she could access the information on her BPV . Wall to wall , with the little sliding stair .

Passion , these reaching out into the deep recesses of the mind . Cure meats on the high ceiling .

She was glad to see them staring back at her , her cores were loyal , not one of out place , seemed like .

Slices of my time in those jars , she smiled as she went for the tea .

Here’s one I haven’t had for a long long time …  vacuumed seal with top of the line ionic preservatives , hand picked by herself , hilltop , and was so in love . 

Every tea leaf then , was all the joy being with him .

She took the jar to the seal.up opener , and noticed an old folded paper . 

The poem  she wrote about the time , the sadness that was all too real , head in the comfort of , indeed , the truth of healing to the pain that was not seen into , for progress . 

Folded poem , old and vacuumed seal , and she heard the footstep behind her . 

The Savant .

& Here . Read it for me …. I want to hear it from you , Magnus … The paper is old , you might want to be gentle with it … &

Magnus took it from her and read the poem slowly after looking at it thoroughly over .

2

 

The gaze out , the gazing that took a few , 

slice of time , reimbursed by senses that differ 

: recall , resist to insist ,

a few that took and gave a plenty 

time slices : – fine ; the crumbling dice .

Did you see ?

The number , before it became the truth ,

eaten by decay – The Dice ?

Did you see it ?

split seconds ~~ crossing barriers

The gazing out , the differences ,

the plenty dices thrown ,

the unseen top , second splits – the decay –

: insist to resist , 

fine , the crumbling time …

Did you see ?

Did you see it ?

(   )

split seconds , crossing the barriers ?

3

 

What ?

Look at her , she’s in a different state , she didn’t know it yet . 

Meaning ?

As the second slowly elongated , …

Magnus gave the poem back to her , sat on the old chair and waited for his tea , cross legged . 

She stood by the counter with her back towards Magnus with her head  down , 

& Crossing barriers . Tell me again , Magnus … I wouldn’t have any recollection of this life at all , in the new.still ? &

Emulating the idea of the all knowing death in life , can be downright tiring , Magnus breathed in a long breath ,

= No , Mrs Vollum . Memories are not transferable . It will track time that we so dearly held for in this life , haywire-ly . Time is not the only essence of life , I believe you know that = 

& So … the memory should not be transferable in the float.box schematic , is that what you’re saying ? &

= Even if we could do that perfectly , all life then is not a complete renewable pattern . Now why would humanity would want to waste their life in past longings , unachieved dreams ? Failures set life easier in a lifetime of man’s mind than any small successes . You know that paradoxes came from that truth , don’t you ? =

The Savant and his hard logic , even he , himself do not trust the concept in how we are in a one lifetime each , Mrs Vollum.Ngap!Up smirked .

The leaves , the tea in the corner of the hill , shaded by a large tree , still banyan-ing away for centuries more , she gathered ; with one thought in mind at that time , the duality of love . 

The confusion and the remarkable birds in flights .

The fine settling of bright sprightly new dust to what peace is all about . 

Clarifying the nothingness of the quietest peace , to settle until love , dusting it  off for that new shine of life to put a claim on it . 

She pinched in the tea leaves into both of the cups . Here goes thirty years in the making with my impending death at my conscience ,

Brewing tea for the Savant , yes , the high point of my life … and she can’t help laughing at the thought and the coincidences staring at her , as she turned around and looked at Magnus.Simpar , seeming to read her every thoughts .

They both laughed quietly .  

& Steeping the tea , Magnus … no sugar ? &

Uncrossing his legs , 

= Should I …. or not ? =

4

 

Surprisingly even more minimalistic . 

Upstairs , fresh white sofas , transparent -ish of white streamlining into the quietness of the room . 

Bare , without shelves , paintings or statues .

The lights in strategically cornering , in proprietary , stared at him , uninvitingly . 

Condoning the ultimate peace ? , In.dexx quietly walked into the room .

Imposing the factor of , from the Whom entering , to the glistening the What of You ? , In.dexx marvelled . 

The sitting amongst these …. , does not represent you or anyone at all , it meant for you to stick about like a wart for the next person coming in the room . Awareness and it’s pointing values in aesthetic , the no inclusion of Self does prettying up things around and about up here . 

In.dexx smiled and turned his direction to the little corner , unlit , shadowy like Solv’s office . The balance to symmetrical needs in his life ,  to every part of his life that he could afford . 

Does he think of people in that way too , In.dexx wondered . 

Did he see the shape and mold of the patterns  , unlike the history books , past history ? 

Affordability do saves , with this man , it’s his guilt of the dark , placing the lights , aesthetic-ing life , and that is Solv’s thought pattern  , In.dexx admired , 
… books . 

Ancient primordial reflection of human intellect . 

The no menu and options and the no virtual beloved innuendoes . 

The ‘one’ with no link to anything else , just that and that alone . 

He saw a glint of light , splitting the second , in one of the book , a name .

Ditha.Sevaras , The Tea Leaves .

Codex ? 

Personal compositions ? Muses and flowers invoking , breeding sanity amongst the crazies of the world ? 

Ditha.Sevaras ? … where did I …

Imposed with the earlier thoughts of ultimate peace of the very room itself , he slid the book into his hands , factored gently into it’s design , simplistic with a neat handwriting across the hard cover . 

He opened the book to where his thumb led , and breathed in close to the pages . 

Stronger flowery scent somewhere -in- the book .

He sniffed the book again …

Diagrams poised in the turned of the pages , drawing in pastel as soft as about the sun in the earliest dawn .

The pressed orchid and jasmine , intertwined stems .

White and purple shaded , push onto one another , he lifted the flowers to his nostrils while looking at the two pages ;

| Skill and Techniques of The Before.Hand |

. a poem . 

He walked to the sofa … unaware to the facts of what he thought of the room earlier , with the codex in his hand and wish silently for Mostly . 

…. before.hand …. ? 

Ambiguous mind that set a tone to invoke a setting , always wins .

If the poets , managed somehow to depersonalize his existence in the poems , the success of achieving the utmost brilliance in the readers could never be antagonized .
No antagonizing doubts to the pleasure for the seeking readers , without you as the poet existed ; and yet that ever present poet manifesting , pointing a word onto one another , the better it is .

Less is more .

Without , is freedom .

5

 

The little you had , are meant for that pleasure seeking souls . You really have nothing to lose , if you get that depersonalization done right .  In the poems , it’s that magic , brewing away the very presence of the creators , and in the world of knocking some sense into what beauty is , the artists are that lone souls back seeking into the almighty formulations somewhere else without ever leaving their own traces .

Isn’t that how gods get their names and ultimately , a sole character ?

In.dexx sank deep into the sofa . Deep comfort while looking all sturdy and unrelenting , 
And … what indeed about ‘Self’ ?

He did a quick scan of the left page .

‘ mere tools and the sinking onto ‘

‘past ; the master initiates , the quotation to future~perfect’

‘ surface     ‘the’   ~   a glint fresh into another ; surfacing ‘

‘tools strengthened the sets into’

 
He closed the codex ; a dry leaf flew out , as it was shutting .

The poets and their weanie~meanie , he gently put the codex on the coffee table and reached out for the pressed leaf on the floor , …

…. the large glass windows and moonlit sky ,

… took out his collective.ion device and did a three hundred sixty degree on the room , ….

luxury stance-ing like sword men with their weapon high up , looking for the enemies amongst themselves , unsatisfied still of the camaraderieship ,  

 ever , the presentable Solv , didn’t seem to fit in this persona but then again , he probably had gone through the many float.box schematics ,

 …. and placed the leaf back into the codex .

He sat , staring at the codex on the table , idled to all facts and fictions , waiting for Solv to come . 

…

circ.access~>

Projections

1

In.dexx placed the three sapphires on the table .

Glinting facets , as his hand reached for his Mostly . 

Sipped it , noted the sharp rise of metallic taste in his palate , numbed dry his tongue for a few seconds , and he felt his mouth slowly covered with his own sweetened saliva , a few second later .

{ Strange thing happened while I was doing the lab works . Funny , but I somehow believe that it is quite interesting if I let you know of what had happened }

The tasting of one’s own mouth , heightened sensation to call for another fresh experience .  

Ready ? 

88 Well , tell me about it . Before that though , do you have time to spare , like a couple of days from today ? 88

{  Ummm .. I guess .. I wouldn’t have anything important until next week . Yes I could .. I guess , spare a couple of days .. }

88 Great . Come with me then . I’ll spare you the details  for now , go on right ahead with the sapphires . What have you found ? 88

{ The three sapphires as you probably knew , they were not identical . Even the nano chips , each one is independent in designations and schematic layouts . They meant to work together and yet they could accessed Hexa.Sync independently . }

Solv tapped the rim of his glass , staring at In.dexx for a few seconds without any words exchanged .

88 And why should that be , concerned with ? 88

{ that if you ask me , would be at most reaching for the stars . Integrated circuits but independent outputs of results at any time , like having a pie chart separated to it’s result to each independent down to the choices of three . The sapphires will decide to which  proprietary end results in the end it will go to . }

88 ok . I guess it didn’t say to which or what directions the output were going to … 88

{ No . But here’s the interesting part . The connective input series to these three sapphires did not come from either Hexa.Sync or O’kean software . It does not use the same programming codes to neither of these two . The processed output , yes it’s in that our good old Eruvydite schematics , to which as you know , compatible to Hexa.Sync }

88 Funny , these are the three sapphires that were responsible for that twenty four percent dips 88

In.dexx gulped the last of his Mostly ,

{ Wonder how long it has been in the system , perhaps it was twenty four percent rise all this time , no ? And also what bothers me a bit , the language codes in the programming has the knack to auto-correct , shifting to the right need by the ‘right’ probabilities . Perhaps , Mr Solv , there are things that you ‘forget’ to tell me , and maybe from there I could access and see these situations better , yes ? No ? }

Solv smiled and gave rise to a hearty laugh .

88 The knack to auto correct , shifting to the need by probabilities  ? How did you make that one out ? 88

{ They gave different results , in accordance to the different river waters . Each independent sapphires are working to points up in the result ; abstractly pointing out what was needed to better each river . The mangrove schematic strengthened the land while purifying the water , so in the end the sapphires with the nano-chips was designed with the statistic and probabilities for betterment , to which I find a bit strange considering that is used from illegal components , from my understanding … considering . }

Solv stared at the three sapphires without moving in a slightest  . 

88 You have found the purpose of these three , is that what you are claiming this minute ? 88

In.dexx looked at his empty glass , the little drops of Mostly on the bottom , the taste of one’s own mouth . 

{ Here’s the strange things that I was telling you about . You know Munch.ka GobbaGobGob ? The assistance who worked with Daria.Tonkeys ? }

Solv nodded , 

88 Yes , I am quite aware of those two … go on 88

{ He said things … well he was in  the trance . No other words to say these … Anyways , the fracted reality and him don’t get along too well … now if you must know Mr Solv … very very rare circumstances and you know why are animals and human who are not exposed to the awareness of certain intraxxes ,  any type of childhood are not allowed in the fracted.norm … you know of these rules , don’t you ? }

88 Yes . But Munch.ka is one of the top class A programmer … 88

{ Well  the trance was going according to my learning of the three sapphires … with his eyes closed and hands waving in all directions , telling me of random happenings … as he ‘sees’ it …} 

They both stared at each other . After a while , In.dexx broke the silence ,

{ you should hear what he said … it’s like poetry , but the difference is that , he was so connected to that sapphires , as when I touched the connective series in the nano-chips , … I had to stop for minutes at a time … he gave me goose bumps , it effects my precision . }

Solv stood up and looked at the bar , at the little small glass cubicle . 

88 Was he aware of these …. trances when he got out of it ? 88

Solv reached for his glass and In.dexx’s . 

Trances , the cross-wires . The barrier is the language , imagine projectivity other than that limitation . Fracted.Norm is notorious for these ill excursions . Although , trances was never heard of … there were cases where persons who don’t stay the same after they left the fracted.rooms . 

Fracted reality was argued amongst the scientists hundred of years ago , to where the art of faith , methods could very well be the reality , fracted , for the needs of supremacy in any forms in the mind of humanity . Well guess what , to induct these studies as part of of the intraxxes , this particular lineage of understanding took close to a hundred years , not to mention the heart-breaking wars across the Zones . That was one of the example , to how artistic minds were finally led to believe in the science to how we are in actuality . 

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Projection

0042

 

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Solv poured Mostly into both of the glasses . 

The trances ? Didn’t Hi-Tht.ID were known to be able working in these realms ? 

88 I touched your glass’s rim with sugar coated micro salt , high hill dry in cold winter , my In.dexx … Do you have these ‘trances’ in any form of recording format ? 88
In.dexx reluctantly took the glass from him ,

{ I’m afraid not … none at all }

88 Tell me to the best of your recollection then . Any talk of the plankton ? 88

2

Dry hot weather . 

You really do not want to be in the sun , direct heat and dry wind , to dry your sweaty body and in a short time you wouldn’t even … , 

…. and too late , the heat stroke will get you . 

Best to stay off it , Bta.Drsa looked out of her window in her Vechi.Home . 

With that , she called in the factory for a point.view , and while waiting for acknowledgement , she parked her Vechi.Home outside the gate , to which strangely was devoid of guards .

% On their last legs , this factory is . Their net worth has reduced to lower incomes for six years in the row . I don’t know how they survived with the profit margins so low …. %

Broken point.view ? 

Now talk about profit margin , they must have hit hard , to have their communication reduced to … 

Bta moved her Vechi.Home above the gates , entering the premise slowly . One thing she was not into this minute , is getting shot with those primitive metal bullets , so , slow as it comes , will have to do . 

% the last updated information , the strong man in the factory is the son , Forus.Noicht , well , it says here , two months after he took over from his father , the deal with the major speciality salt companies fell through %

55 Twist.Curve Incorporated ? 55

% Yes and few others … and also few programming software small companies … Zone 2  %

55 Do a quick trace on these software companies on their owners for me , please . Like right now , Manta Ray . Thanks  55

She stopped the Vechi.Home a moment , at least until she got the result . From where she was , she could see the roofs of the factories lining up ahead . 

55 Also the programmers , any criminal charges ? 55

Traces , and their incredulity . They marked the congregation easily . 

Traces would have it ; the past in that mass , stays alerted to what they were , better than what they could’ve  been , at most . 

% Yes . Most except two in the companies were listed under the  charges pending …. %

55 Good . That’s all I need to know …55

% Copyright infringements , bonded designations tampering , hacking Hexa.Sync , unsuccessfully , and few questionable unnecessary indoctrination  that I rather not go on . I could have Circ print them out for you , if you like … %

A man with a shot gun , presumably loaded , stood glaring . 

.th Not a toss further , friend , or I’ll pinch you hard to where you don’t like .th

At the very least he didn’t point the gun , Bta noted . Chewing gum , he was chewing gum …

Bta.Drsa got up and placed her collective ion by the front window , and switched it on . 
The man was chewing gum for heaven’s sake , in hot dry weather  , no good can come out from the decision making with a dry mouth like that , and to think that she really has no reason to be here …

A favor . Ask for a favor .

55 Hi there , I am Bta.Drsa 55

She held out her hand , which was ignored to where the glaring was having it’s field’s day . 

55 I tried to contact you through point.view but yours is broken . 55

.th Why are you here ? .th

A genuine concerned . The shot gun cradled in his arms , lovingly almost , noted Bta . 
55 I was raised in the village nearby , Region 527 . Abandoned . What happened ? 55

She let her facial expression do the talking , maybe he listened better that way . Some types of aggressive patterns do have their methods in conversation differently . The visuals has more to say than words to these kinds .

The man kept staring her Vechi.Home , nodded with a serious face while his hands tightened the grip on his gun ,

.th I’ve never been into one of these … homes . I’ve installed the foundation for it though , stack.five .. thinking that this place would be prosperous enough in the past   .th 

55 Would you want to take a look inside my Vechi ? Maybe you can tell me what happened to 527 while we have tea or coffee . Would you like that ? 55

.th ok … the foundation is certified a year ago under guarantee , you can park it there . I am sure it’s safe there .th 

3 

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Within the layers , 

The boarding in , on the in-circuits , 

there are terraces , 

Upon the folds of rivers ; 

stacked up in the order of perfected expectation ,

in design to no humanity could ever compete with ,

Pre- determination , 

instructed to reach the where into the Quiet when ,

 Multi tasking chips , independently 

.

  . successfully in full working order ; Tall

rooting ever so slowly but surely , 

Memorizing with that perfect machine in Clarity , 

Of the how the ‘ When ‘ and it’s silence gets it’s full clarification ,

for ‘he’ who roots and clarify the best ; 

Within The Many Layers ,

Gets to initiate the start of the Good , 

….at the very least ,

Move a few hills into … 

for a Mountain , One ,

and that for many more .

~^~

Yes ? ,  Solv listened to In.dexx reading a random poem with his attention drawn to his mouth . 

Was he slurring ? , Mostly already gets the best of him ?

Have I met this man , Munch.ka ? Heard of him , seen in point.view , illegally of course , but I don’t think I ever had the opportunity ….. Solv was sure of this .. .

Place his glass carefully on the table . Mostly got the straights in him too . Clarity with no point base , clarifying the beat of the hearts simply for the sake of it . 

Funny’s funny .

Is he still at Munch.ka and his trances ?

88 Listen …. In.dexx . Here’s what we do … well , what I like to do … why don’t you go upstairs , relax and treat it like your own home , breathe in the scenes a little bit . We’ll talk again later … like in two hours , yes ? 88

In.dexx stopped in mid sentence with his mouth opened , as a smile crept into his eyes ,
{ Mostly returns ? I can feel the sea making it’s waves }

The talkative always flow . The pedestal of kindness will re-surface . The truest has no limit in a child , and Mostly has been known to recreate asunder into legitimate experiences without the need of damning rituals . So the mind who graced by Mostly , gets to the points of who he is without the damns , since all the anomalies of the world don’t really exist , not indeed when Mostly was the fuel .

All the designers of this fuel in the tastebuds are already dead .

It graces the impurities without that abrasive solvent of an idea , it simply fades when it’s done . 

The impurities indeed are reminded to what they are , singular-ing into the Whom , and it’s up to you and to your next glass of Mostly to initiate the ‘proceedings’ of your life .

Munch.ka GobbaGobGob .

The quiet was tuning . 

After minutes had passed and with In.dexx upstairs , the silence in the Vechi.Home was toning to a pitch deep within him . 

The fat man without a close-friend , is a man , bundled with perspectives , of his own , satiated through the chosen needs in the given space of contentment . In other words , he may not be expressive , but fields upon fields , given the right closeness to the understanding of his whys , could very well be the truth that could never be achieved by mere common men , when seen without the excess . 

Access , when expressing the Excess , you’ll get to ‘see’ them , and Munch.ka’s in his Whys , ‘truthfully’ . 

‘They’ , the descriptive of his visuals don’t lie .

The Thoroughness’s Keeper , the sole factor in mindfulness from Incompleteness was , even with the perfect balance into what the ‘tuning ‘ is , you can literally see the ‘truth’ in how the ‘rather’ would take place . 

Insert 2342 , BeLink Intrax , Solv was there for the induction . 

It is mesmerizing , how the concepts , simple as they are , becomes an abstraction , art~ing into life and all you have to do is , choose to the closest variation , that ‘explains’ you , from the point of manifestation that you’ve been exposed or used to .

This is why , closures in everything that is decent enough for you , is important . Or anything that has closures , already paid a price for decencies . Be it as it may ….., Solv glanced at the bottle , Mostly , on the bar table .  

The waves are sure innate , ain’t it ? 

It was there even before …

:: She’s is very close to the End , Solv . I am afraid we couldn’t make it in time ::

Solv grabbed Mostly and poured himself another glass .

The proceedings … of life …

88 Give her a call , in the name of Ditha.Sevaras on the BPV … right now , and hold the call for me … 88

Death , done right ; can be made to wait … compassion in all that is , when the cares of another overshadow the dark , the fears and the sadness , it would poise the minutes to lengthen , and here is the seek of the light since he knew her pretty well , her younger years ….

 
The twist of the branch , that manages to live , to sprout on it’s own … 

and left it’s rooting schematic far and away …. in Time and Spaces .

:: We’re half an hour away from her residence by the way . Somebody’s on the line . Shall I say , it’s you on the line , Solv ? ::

…

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Mostly

1

New production , new phase of life .

Fingra thought hard about  the new investment . Money will let you do want you want , but it doesn’t guarantee quality in the making .

Quality materials within the designations , but the approval is always remain to be seen …. the masses do have a mind of their own . Another case in point , here goes ,

…  Switching off .

She picked up the magazine , sat on the sofa and waited for Richard to come out from the bedroom . 

Morning Spells .

 Fingra loved the morning , the same routine in the every dawn to eleven o’clock sharp . The conversation would lead always to the past and future in being together . The times of her life , from relationships to another , were refined through these Morning Spells .

Aesthetically placed luxurious sofa , O’Che Och’e , behind from her readings , she could see the men in her life . Eating , the pondering of the next scoop in the spoon , was it right ? Balanced enough ? . Chewing and at the same time , the right time ; drinking the liquid , to mark it as the point stop to the chosen perfection in taste  .

The men she had loved in her life . Seen moves they made … the decisions in their countenance beginning as little as in the morning waking up to her . 

She cherished these most . 

Life and Cosmos , the magazine that she was reading , bought years ago , started to lose it’s freshness . Something about the galaxies , new found stars and their founders , Fingra found it quite irresistible . The life that it portrayed in the magazine are their products like the new designs of furniture , jewelry , food and health . 

Paper magazines were things of the past . 

Cost her a good fortune to get this reads in her hand , but it was worth it . Flip The Pages , the state of awareness it caused ; so ancient and yet …

She looked up and there he was by the dining table . 

Richard ‘peeked’ into the breakfast . Stood there and greeted her ,

|/ Morning … Life and Cosmos today ? |/

// Everything is something , Richard . Sure , today and always . //

Richard sat on the chair , breathed in deeply , 

Poach eggs , deep red center raw a small piece of beef  and a few cut of  pineapple cubes , on the side . 

|/ Toasted pineapple ? Wrapped in aluminum foils , yes ? |/

A statement regarding to his known favorites , is an acknowledgement in high form . An expectation with the lilts of joy in the questioning , a touch of smile with an expecting opened mouth …. looking at her … ,

// Wrapped with a twist.curve salt since yesterday afternoon . No spices to confuse you of it’s textures with that natural blood . Well , the salt , you know …. //

Now that is priceless .

From where she was , with Life and Cosmos hiding her face , she could see , Richard picked up the fork , and poked the pineapple cubes gently , carefully . 

Just before it breaks it will tell you of it’s freshness in careful manipulation ahead in times  . The protective films of the natural , the pineapple cubes will refine the about and in the entrance of these infusions .

Infused ; salting of the sweets , as he concentrated on the black coffee without sugar . 

|/ Twist.Curve salt ? This year ? |/

Really , she got up from her sofa and walked to the dining table . He initiated his chosen point stop to his taste buds , to the timing of her respond .

// No . The first year . Oak barrelled . You can smell that old wood as you are chewing , yes ? // 

She sat , he sipped the coffee . 

When his knife started to cut the beef steak , she poured a cup of coffee for herself ,
// I am having just a slight …. uneasiness with the director , Richard //

|/  The director ? , Morten ? |/ 

He cut sliced the center to the edge , and put on a pineapple cube on top of the little steak , and placed it on a spoon .

// Thank you , Richard … a spoonful of your cut always excites me //

|/  Morten ? But I thought he excites you too … in your own word and you were the one who told me to get connected to him |/ 

True enough , the twist.curve salt is plainly , a salted oak , many times older than her life itself … infusing the sweetness ; simply a take to mesmerize that little trickle of  blood from the raw beef steak .

Combination that could be repeated , only with correct ingredients  . 
Simple but not so achievable … the rawness of meat … has to be plain for perfection .

 // He has  different ideas to the main characters , changed the scripts around without consulting . I am not with it at all … //

Plain like Sunlight . 

|/ did you read , or have you had the feel of the whole idea into the run of it ? You never know , Morten do have the knacks of making things a little bit edgier |/ 

// yes I did , I told you … I felt a bit uneasy around him this time … It’s like that I feel , he is thinking that probably that I am not the right person for the part .. You know what I mean ? A stop short in saying it out loud . //

The poached eggs were at their last bits along with the quiet center of the steak ; as the pressure of the knife and the fork ,

// I am starting to believe it . That , maybe I am not right for the part , his vision …. //

|/  Interesting , Fingra . What do you see now ? Are you protecting his vision by not saying anything ……. Don’t seem like you to say this |/ 

Fingra sipped her coffee while keeping her attention to the Richard’s plate .

|/ You have other things in mind ? Other priorities . You trust Morten’s choice enough and now you’re letting go your one in your lifetime chance , playing Ninaa.Kudros in your favorite play . Tell me what’s on your mind …|/ 

Fingra put her cup of coffee down , looked at Richard in the eyes,

// Phases , Richard . //

Richard chewed his last bits of his steak , and drank up all his coffee down . Phases that actually elevate a hungry mind . Revalidation , when the knowing needed to have a look behind again , making sure some few skins were shed . And one pineapple cube stared at him , well contained with it natural film , gloss up in it’s  protective skin . 

|/  What do you need to do , Fingra ? |/ 

She stared at the pineapple cube for a few second and took it into her mouth . 

 

~9~

Mostly

0041

~9~

Love and it’s close friends . 

She got up and walked to open window beside the sofa . The sunlight streamed into the room , onto her face , warmth of the morning sun , felt good on her skin . Phases are like memories , wakened up with few reminders of future expected experiences from the learnt past . 

She turned around and looked at Richard , who was in turned looked at her , smiling … knowing . 

Acceptance , is one of the closest friend to Love in their understanding to their relationship . She smiled and looked out to the world outside , 

… by her window ,

Sweetness’s infusion , the pineapple in my mouth , in the sun , on my skin , as a smile curved into the corner of Fingra’s mouth ….

2

 

In.dexx sat waiting for Solv.Bluprins , staring at the bonsai , the rubber tree . 

Light peachy room , the sun in the west , the rubber tree was at an angle , reaching out to him . 

His back was toward the window . The perspective in how the sunlight is actually seeing as it enters the room , the best seat in the house , in his opinion . 

Know the room , you know the Man . 

And this man , Solv , is thorough enough , making sure that certain angles in this room are unreachable to the sunlight for a deep contemplation . 

The  bonsai is in the state of reaching out . 

In.dexx looked at the cigar box on the table to which the product’s name was facing him , Erskine’s .

This is Solv’s seat . 

The man streamlined every calculated point of views of this large room right down to this seat . The large office oak table office was a decoy , probably to himself , knowing the state of needs , appropriating . 

Abstract paintings by some unknown painters , placed unsymmetrically , to each other . Relating the unrelated . Symmetrical only to causes and effects seen in the paintings , as to what Solv’s literal senses formed in the phases to what his truth is , at the moment .

But to what schemas ?

He looked at his watch , five thirty in the evening . 

To Time ?

Perhaps the Titles of the paintings to the time and important events of his life ? . Or vice versa .

Or the bonsai ?

Certain familiarity in his life that he can’t point his fingers to , to the placing of these paintings .

It made sense , tracing the outlines with your visual , as the foundation memorize , and to the second  emulating the proven … success ? 

But what is it ? 

:: Mr In.dexx , you are wanted to go the Poise.Up , by the balcony number one ::

{ Balcony One ? Is he there right now ? }

He got up from the seat , quickly collective.ion the room , and walked out to the receptionist , already waiting for him by the main door .

~ Follow me ~

3

 

The Vechi.Home foundations were usually rustic looking , water from the rain or nearby leakage systems and always on the maintenance .

But this one , was built and also to represent Blu.Brill company to a standard that was never been seen by In.dexx throughout his life . 

Glass structures , blended with few other materials to create the large station .

Minimal lighting , but he could only imagine to how the the lighting would be at night time since he noticed the light fixtures were placed closed to the mirror on the ceilings , strategically . 

The receptionist smiled at him .

~ First time , I gather ? `~

He nodded and returned the smile . 

{ New ? } 

And pointed his hand towards to the corner of the station , questioning about it’s existence .

She simply smiled and pointed to the single sofa near him and nodded at the waitress nearby . 

~ He will be here approx five to ten . Have a drink and a FatXtra.Pau,oonG . Imported , Mr In.dexx , I recommend it . Have a pleasant journey and hope to be seeing you again ~

And with that she walked back towards where they came from . 

When he turned back to where he was , the waitress with a dimple on her face , smiled sweetly ,

~ Fat.Xtra.Pau ? and Martini with micro oak , untainted deep in the ocean salt ? Original . Yes ? ~ 

4

 

He decided to bring his Micro Oak Martini with him into Solv’s Vechi.Home . 

Ridiculous product , but like the scheme of the electronic light fixture onto the mirrors , in the ceiling … with the points outputs into the reachable probability … sure .. You would like to see how it is done . Taste , in this manner to the quickening in inspiration , you wonder sometimes . 

Really old oak trees brought from the depth in the ocean , at a certain pressure to loosen up the tightness ; the component of  trees , and left there for a few decades to a hundred , and brought back to the surface and Voila ! . Few trims here and there , added pr[oxe.gen]y for the reactor in the taste bud , heightened the sense of smell first , to the taste … in this case the oak … the natural depth of the ocean to the strongest rooting of the root tree ;

…. and yes , you wonder sometimes . 

Blu.Brill is specialized in getting this industry of taste , from mere dreams into reality . 
The front door slid opened silently , In.dexx walked in and looked behind him and nodded to the waitress who was waving , smiling goodbye at him . 

88 Be with you in a jiff , In.dexx . Do have a seat and help yourself to the bar  88

The door slid closed , as the speaker to Solv’s voice left a static and switched off . 
Like entering a similar room earlier , bright peachy with monochromatic indentation in the corners , with statues , abstract human anatomy .

Solv went out of the way to get these distorted reflections , from the creative hands of the very human themselves , working their visions into reality in these manners , his living rooms .

You can’t have one or the other , these manifestations are the top shelves where man like Solv put their best of intellects up for grabs .

Yes , you are only left with choices with the artisans around the world . 

To this In.dexx smiled wide , and to think that Solv had many of the well known artists under his wings , says plenty about choices and preferences to the shelving of that  intellects here .

He finished the Micro Oak Martini and placed the glass in the sink . He quietly glanced to the liquor bottles , arranged in such a way that for sure to grab the attention of any person who happened to be in this room . 

The knacks , that he has for sure . 

And the liquor that stood on it’s own , staring at him from it’s own small little glass cubicle just happen so , that it was , Mostly .

Talk about hard to get concoction . There it was . Out of production , two hundred years ago . Half bottle . 

88 Go ahead . Help yourself  88

Solv stood by the room’s entrance , smiling at him with both of his hands , clasped together . 

88 Worry not . The lab people got it down pat in here 88 

He patted his heart and temple , rubbing his hand together and walked towards In.dexx . 

In.dexx couldn’t help himself , to ask the very question that refines by not asking , 

{ Original ? }

Nothing to lose , he’s not competing with the man , never in the many float.boxes , if he ever , would he get to be at his achievement . Different strokes , different painters . 

88 Why , yes . Originality better ends with you if it ever got to go and be , my friend …. consumption in fashion , live to tell about it , and when you’re dead  let the living ones talk about it . It inspires the breeding , if you must know . 88

Solv moved to produce a couple of glasses , and set it on the bar . 

88 Go on ahead 88

…

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Still

1

Daria in her sphere light purple sat staring at the waves . 

71 Look at them , Daria ….. they are lovers . Speaking with their eyes … 71

The waves again … overlapping like pastel in motion . Boorish beauties , she thought , bored to the facts actualizing these ‘moments’  . Not wanting to ‘move’ , the idea of muscles made her impatient to the state she’s in , she kept on staring at pastelled waves .

Flip ! And turn , simply ,

Uncomfortable silence between these two . Could these transferences of souls happened before to them ?

Daria decided to float over them without a single glance , leaving Taut.Cise a moment to realize that he was actually looking at them for far too long .

Too long , in a bended time like this , the seeing of everything with perfect analysis as it goes , can be downright ….boorish in attitude .

Daria smirked , yes ; all you need is ; flesh , limbs and a face … and the attitude gets a chance to be believed . 

How thoughts that count , are not enough in this set of realms . 

She decided to float over to the rock’s edge . Fussing over themselves , she can see from afar , as Taut.Cise came towards her .

+ You are a pauper in this float , aren’t you ? +

Taut moved to the waves , the ocean was cold , the wind was chilly , and his sphere was bright , clarifying all shades in spectrum . 

71 I am , I guess . Nowhere to go … nothing to do .. Nothing to go back to . If there’s a word to express what poverty is all about … pauper would be a little inappropriate , don’t you think …? 71

Daria stared at Taut’s sphere , changing illuminance to confident grey .

+ Protective over your sadness ? ….That’s a good state , Taut . +

A state that represents when without words , to the reflective.norms , quietened the sensory of explications in human emotions ; are Noble for A Reason To Be . 

The more they speak of the Says , the more intricate it becomes …. Daria smiled , and , the poise up a snap to all the cemeteries in this world , she can’t wait to return to that world . 

This ‘man’ however ; the fling of mud , abstracting her world in pattern that she found ,  kinda comfortable to be with ,  making sense , well … if you formed the progression to a start and from …. of thoughts …. ,

~*~

Still

0040

 

~*~

… to begin with . 

+ Come with me , Taut … come back to the world . To that inconsistencies …. don’t you miss it ? Don’t you want to ? +

2

 

:: the key opens up to old statistic in Zone Seven , fifty years ago ::

= major events in Zone Two with the peaks up and low of the Zone Seven ? =

Magnus stood by the window , while the Vechi.Home slowly drove over the buildings’ spires . 

:: Is this related to a person , this key ? Perhaps in the reasons of the why , it made more sense for me to search in accordance to how it was thought for in it’s purpose ::

Fifty years ago , this woman would be in a different state of mind , yes ? Death , the impending of it , change the purpose of life , there and then … the closer you get , the sense in the State of bBeing , sees slower in time . 

= Ditha.Sevaras , have a check on her … let me know on this first … she could be anyone fifty years ago .. And also … the registration that had the key validated , a perfect copy , isn’t it ? =

:: it was registered under a logo … to which I am accessing it’s credibility . ::

His point.view screen came alive with the logo .

Crystallized knot of infinity , deep indentation to the lighting of the design … it glowed in that flat 2d presentation . 

:: On Ditha.Sevaras , she was working with Hexa.Sync , under administration of few intraxes …. BeLink , Codex and Fracted.Norm also a co-founder of Virtual Imagina … just after Eruvydite lost it’s grip on Zone Two’s intraxxes . You want the detail … ? I’ll print hard copy for you , if you like …. ::

= my BPV too , please Circ . And … the key copy , any more info on that ? =

:: the key is a stone’s end . Every lead led to a stop . It has about hundred possibilities , even then , the make of the key is , a shady countenance . List of names , the key was used many times over , I could give you the … ::

Typical , naturally . The key had to have credibility in it’s make … or else Hexa.Sync wouldn’t even give a second glance rejecting it . The key has a coding system , and that key is back to the Whom has the designation in it’s perfectibility for it’s use .

 
= Circ … sorry but we need to get there real fast , before the dawn sets in … the coordinates …. =

:: Mrs Vollum.Ngap!Up ? ::

= Yes =

:: I could access her BPV from here if you like … ::

The Statures in the Quirks of the Smarts . 

They curves up better but not necessarily precise .  Know the drift and you’ve to predict before hand in the turn of your wheel when the brakes applied . Primitive sports but it made sense , the statures of success to hold out for this long has to have the quirks down to it’s autonomous methods in practice and experiences .

= Yes … but hurry it up … ok ? .. Will you ? =

3

 

PulaPula stopped in his track . Ears perked up , stillness up to his muscles , unmoving .

From the corner of the trees , the bushes and the bushy path , he saw the hut .  

The sun was beginning to set , few speedy sparrows up and about the hut , around it , the abandoned garden on the side of the hut , green , wild with multi-colored roses and tomatoes .

– The Nondescript Hut , Stomp , here we are . What are we supposed to do , analyse ? –

Stomp stood there , staring at the rotted wood at one of the structures nearby . In the sun and rain , the weather for sure … has ….

” Is it strong enough for us to go in it  ? “

PulaPula barked loudly , tails wagging fast .

* hold on to your horses , little dog … I am sure he wanted to investigate … a little … *

Diana took off her sapphire ring … and looked deep into it . Facets and facets … for every shine , it glitters the corners perfectly . Humanity … for what it costs to feed the mind and physical , the strength and safety always be the first thing in their mind .

That’s good , ain’t it ? In her realms , these sort  of continuities are useless . 

Facet illuminating it’s others .

Perhaps it’s the very imperfection in elucidating their achievements to the fullest .

Perhaps it’s that decay in every peak that they had conquered . Maybe , it’s the dark gets to be fully  initialized better than the light .  

At anytime , it will render the top shelves as the higher ranking in order .

Baseless in her continuities , since there is no delay in the decay to her realm . There is no decay . If there’s a delay , it would be always in the human factors . Their wants converging to a need , their life lessons are like big magnets to other forms of electrical devices , if it connects , it will be resulted to other proprietaries , yes , with decays .

And then there will always be that second follow up , that will define or shed the progressing thinking matters …. glittering to the hearts and will of the hopeful ones  .

” PulaPula , why don’t you get into the hut first ? Careful of weak spots , if there’s any  .. avoid them and carefully map them electronically “

Stomp took out his collective.ion and scanned the surrounding areas . 

Somebody used to live here for quite some time .

The garden had the well defined corners . The roses were placed in the stream , lining to the windows of the hut . While the main door facing the ocean , the setting sun would definitely gives a different perspective to the roses in the garden . Three hundred and sixty degree ,  the all around corners , the lake … this hut was designed with that aesthetic in mind .

All that attracts , aware ; BeLink intraxx , Stomp remembered the time when he was with the studies for few years in his childhood .

Stomp walked to the back area , inspecting the woods ; structuring the hut .

Traditional method , no nails .

Daring minds … to have the pillars not as wide as possible to give the strength to it’s stance … but then again …

Stomp x-rayed the hut from where he was standing . The hut was built with a criss cross pattern , steel wiring from every corners to each pillars then . 

The look of an old and tired hut , in a sudden ; through this reflection , gave a new outlook . 

Stomp pointed his collective.ion to measure the depth of the pillars into the soil .

Pointed tapered wood , on another hard forms that he couldn’t figured out .

He walked back to the front door .

He scanned the stairs . 

Funny …the scanner gave him the product’s numbers . The reference to BeLink.Intrax . Judging by the first three numbers … the numbers could only be accessed by certain few . 

” Pula , you still up there ? “

With the references to the intraxx , he walked up the stairs without any qualms .

…

 

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Symphonies

1

Burst opened  , fried circuits , practical addition to the aesthetics of smoked burnt metals and plastics , as a matter of fact , a work of art , not because of what you’re seeing it as it is , but to what it was hoped to be .

Art represents failures better than any thinking human ever could .

A better excuse for living it righteously than any faith schematics or religions .

A sure success flipping in the motions of mind seeing everything at a call of lovability , in an instance , you came up with solutions instead of guide-lining feeding the unnecessary , the  out of context ; these muses are for the humanity  to sense that better for the automatic future solutions  . 

And this thinking human , Ru.Flix .intelligently professed , that this fried circuits is a state of the art , and the price for entrance was six millions kred.it in Zone Five currency .

Nothing like an expensive conversation piece . You talk because there is nothing better to talk about , or is there ?

The leading , the stepping forward , well you can always start with the burnt fifth …. it just went pooft ! 

Right there and then …

… like ‘Then’ , and it’s a company of misery ; like this one ruin , the circuit of the first collective.ion ever designed for primarily in this case , float.box system .

Solv smiled every time he looked at it . Burnt of the fifth serially arranged  chips  , and the lost blueprints of these magnificently designed nanos , accidentally pressed by some boohoo , the no-no , delete button . 

PoofT !

No connections , and yet …. 

There it is . 

If life is a comedy , then inventions are the crutches , legit anytime for a good cry  .
But if crutches are the comedy , then life is there to be laughed at … 

You are the , ‘that’ definite invention , making things happened as life taking a swipe at everything that is not funny enough …. . 

On the same day , at the same time , four minutes apart to be precise .

Because of these fried circuits and the blueprints accidental deletion ; collective.ion designation had to go on a different route , total new pathways and that inspired latest version of Neurons.Works intraxxes .

To that , Solv.Bluprins smirked at what took place , of the word buildings , getting to what was lost …

Science fictions begin with  facts as in the written words , the lucidity of the circuited wants in the characterizations ; needing , real becoming into the needs in possibility from mere fictions …

Enhancing the rooting of it , 

Knowledge expansion in a shorter span of time compare to the other methods in realizations …….

    Who said that ? 

Was it written down , ever ? 

The bonsai stared at the large peach off white windows , and he stood right behind it , both were staring at the movement of the sun to the very second .  

The Reconstructions were feisty . 

No other word to express it . Tech pirates are the worse bunch of criminals … if capitalism seeks to protect , there is another ideology hidden in the name of humanity for all , securing the winnings for itself , in tech . 

And yes , the civilization , always depended on the Man with the Big Idea  ;  in the methods of his gratification that points to the verbs to be ; defining the type of civilization decisively at hand working into , for the future .

Who said these words ?

Was it written in little footnotes in books somewhere ?

The Man with the Big Ideas are everywhere . In forms , tangling up the connective Neuron.Works for reflective.norms  , be it for good or bad , it is that very fifth nano chips serially arranged failures that brought everything into perspective . 

The Big Ideas failed and this Man pondered . 

The Bottle Necks ; weren’t it ?

The flowing neurons sphering the wrong Heads ? 

The rubber tree , the bonsai , from a certain angle , is a peak in The Notch , the poise of an eagle , that ‘just about’ ; cruising up the sky …

Wrong neurons sphering , in massive periodical extensive on finding the fitting that fits ? Even when it fits , it is wrong ? 

Magnus ! 

Solv finished his drink and called up Circ ,

What is the point setting up a man protecting the items that he really don’t have a care in a  world for ? 

Solv smiled , gleaming mind and the poising up to the ‘just about’ of that rubber bonsai tree , 

Design and pre-arranged your bottle necks carefully , The Big Idea is telling the Man ; It is more of  tech.patterns than the all in one possibility , and especially if he sets to protect …

88 Circ , the where about of Magnus.Simpar this moment please ? Zone Four ? 88
If ‘he’ sets to protect , what would be ‘his’ sacrificial methods when things do get really wrong ?

 The burnt out chips is proper for that expensive conversation piece ; it is correct , in a way …. reflected.norms in his point of views , it’s necessary … but that other accidental deletion is just too much for him to take on till to this day . 

What was going through his mind , Solv wondered , for Magnus to finalize the failures with that button Delete the only collective.ion blueprints existed at that time in this world ? 

Was it that ‘ right time at the right moment ‘ to fail , if that’s the case … the pathways of neuron that is responsible had to be maximize in it’s details and studied over , No ?

Details , right down to Fate’s pattern , yes ? .

Solv.Bluprins took his BPV and called on for his Vechi.Home to take him to wherever Magnus is …

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Magnus left them both by the beach , waved his goodbyes and into his vehicle . 
He sat by the window , and waited for the ‘leaving of the souls’ by them both . The bodies , from afar , he could see , went limp for  thirty seconds and become alive again , slowly . 

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Symphonies

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There , life at it’s finest , back up again . 

He looked at his BPV , programmed for the latest news of his workload . 

Throughout the list of names of the Float.Box clienteles , a particular name caught his attention .

Ditha.Sevaras .

The daughter of a wealthy merchant of Zone Two , spices and it’s distribution throughout Zone Five and Seven . 

Healthy influences to political science and intraxxes , caused plenty of mayhems in the inductions of studies .

The name’s familiar , Magnus quietly pondered of the intraxx responsible for the altercation between the Zones then .

Salted coriander , and the other spices had to be banned in these zones . Not with any salt , mind you … it was the meteor that hit the Earth approximately fifty decades ago … purchased by Sevaras with that intention , knowing it’s close proximity to the best cleanest region of the ocean …

Incremental taste of these spices with these addition of meteoric salt , practically crippled the other salt manufactures , halted their sales and distributions to the grind . 
Small matters , comes in a big wave like that , and when the taste buds can’t lie …. in other words …

 If you can manifest the goods , then you can definitely control it for the sake of the others’ top of the line in goodness . Yes , redefine the goods , in other words , the good in goods .

Controversial , irrelevant wasteful bickering that sets humanity apart from the other species , to where looking back to it’s causes and reasons , gladly , like hot potatoes ; to leave it alone and somebody just had to give in . 

In this case , the Sevaras family quietly moved out his meteorite salts to his Zone and make it available only from his head office’s company .

And with that , came with high prices , exclusivity to his latest and highly anticipated products .

Quiet man . Calculative , strained to the idea in the methods of Man , instead of the cruise ~ easy to what humanity can be aligning themselves to . 

Well , success takes all kinds …. this one , Sevaras , had to be taken in measure , to where divisiveness is the only answer to this needless strife .

The little girl , the ever smiling daughter of his … 

Like a piece of puzzle , Magnus blinked hard to the memories .

The slight moves of a hand doing the magic tricks . Too slow , and the glint of the secrets , manifesting other proprietary in perfect unison .

Magnus covered his mouth , disbelief to the coming revelations as the toning of it , sets an unequivocally , for a good building set of harmony , predictable , one after another , theming into a perfected precision for a completion in any symphony .

Senses in every creativity designed and composed by Man , life is indeed alike to the arts appreciated . 

The savant smiled at the corner of his mouth , the seeing of the Seers , the seekers are seen into Functions . 

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The boys will be moved to the care of a Hi.Tht.ID .

She explained  to them what is going to take place , and was careful enough not to show any sign of sadness , since this is indeed the way of the people who trusted Hexa.Sync , with their life and death . She rather the boys take it as the coming of hope instead of life’s end . 

Float.Box , the moving on to the next phase … of souls into another sets of life’s patterns .

Mrs Vollum.Ngap!Up placed the dish , the spiced orange.chicken  on the table and gave kisses to both of them . 

The older boy , Rephru.Ngal kept looking at her , careful to not  show his emotion , and he kept wanting to talk but stopped himself before able to do so . 

& They will come tomorrow , Rephru … and I do expect you to be polite to them . There will be about three guys , in uniform that you probably never seen in your life …  do not be alarmed …  &

Rephru had his fork in mid air , thought for a few second … ,

ft .. And where would you be ? ft

The three of them looked at their plates , before Mrs Vollum.Ngap!Up picked a big slice of the chicken and put it on Prephru’s plate . 

& I’ll be in the bedroom … &

The boys , both ate in silence . 

She was aware this would the last dinner they eat together . All their life having her around , since they were little , and to say good bye this way , she left her fork and spoon on the plate , staring back at her . 

Sonya had said her last word then ,

34 It was nice to have known you , Ditha . It was a privileged to have been loved by you . You’re a lot of fun , …. you know that , don’t you ? 34

Sonya’s face resurfaced to the windows of her eyes . 

Sonya.Iberty , the mother of these two boys , a wife to a rebel in Zone 2 , decades ago .

It seemed like , death , the impending end , the looming of the past with an exit signs , has a secret to refresh any memory in your mind .

 Lucid dreaming , this life is , thought Mrs Vollum.Ngap!Up .

A natural birth after all , simplify humanity , their joy and sadness right to the very end .

Float.box to her however , the giving up of the life as you know at the moment for the continuity of it , didn’t somehow make it easier for her . 

With hopes for the coming patterns , the lamentation is that quick open doors , and you’ll hope to see , at the very least , some kind of familiarity before they were shut again . Knowing it , that you are part of the Float.Box schematics , will keep reminding you of that other Pieces of Life waiting to be picked up .

The Life Pieces , will point to other set of Needs to where the Questions of who we were , will never have a need asked for a validation , given with the perfect calculation by Hexa.Sync .

Answers at the end of that float.box schematas , that new beginnings are already with new circuitries evolved for designations to where we , Humanity are heading brightly for the future . 

Quietly , the three of them ate in silence .

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The Hi.Tht.ID is reputable . He was well known for his contribution to help with donation to what his kind could afford . She had planned for this moment , thirty years ago , the boys literally will be well taken care of , financially and their security and well being … 

oh … may the good statistics be with them .

She ate slowly , while keeping most of her attention to the boys .

& I will leave my BPV at the side of the bed . Soon , Rephru , you will get your own , you know that , don ‘t you ? &

ft Yes . I know ft

Prephru , the younger brother , put his spoon down and looked squarely at her ,

ff I will never see you again , Ma ? Ff

 She opened up her arms and reached for him , sadness is that restrained joy ; the poise of emotions verging into one another , 

Clear as the day that left her for the last time ; as tonight is setting in , she realized with Prephru cried in her arms , she was proud of the life she had had . 

 & I love you both , you must remember this . May goodness surrounds you both &

Outside , the night was chilly and the stars glittered in the cloudless sky … the cedar tree and the old oak were silent to the tune of the forest , deep in their mind , comforted by their closeness to each other for the last time . 

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She walked in the night by herself , and sat on the rock by the little river .

My rock , when the dark was young and the wind was not too strong . 

The little river , about two steps across , you can jump indeed if you have the strength of the youth . 

I have been here long enough , to know that rivers change paths . The big rock stayed where it is , but this little river was not so small then , as Mrs Vollum.Ngap!Up remembered . 

The rock was right in the middle of the river , a little island , Sonya had said  , wondrous eyes … dreamy times ….

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34 Dare you to swim across to that … 34

Hmmm , the young Ditha , shook her head , her athletic body stood proud by the river bank , accessing the river . 

& Screw loose up there , Sonya . Your head needs a new handsome mechanic , working for your common sense every time I get to be in your  ‘paths of inventions’ . This river wouldn’t give me a chance even to stand on it’s bed …&

34 Are you talking about him ? My secret admirer ? … Ditha …. Seriously ? You can’t be …. insinuating that … 34

Ditha kept her head to the big rock , contemplating the river … I will  simply get swept away .. The calm exterior of the surface and the whatever crazy is down there ….. naturals for a naïve mind … ?

& Vakhal talked about you  and him , she saw you behind the barn , … making out with him … seriously Sonya , that was uncalled for . You knew she has this big crush on him  and yet , you have this streak that is ….not …. &

34 good enough for you , both ? I do what I like …. moments are not to be wasted contemplating the surface , , Ditha , this part of the river ends to the little lake over there anyway , you’ll be safe floating like scums , happy to be alive … it’s a fling of the pebble to get as far as you can get … the furthest , Ditha , you know of the word ? 34

Ditha stared at the river bank , muddy , slippery at the edges , and thought to what she just had said . The furthest will be the nearest to safety in this case … 

& A fling of a pebble ? Is that what he was about …. Sonya ? Happy to be alive , aren’t you ? &

Sonya smiled , gracing her white teeth from ear to ear , that ultimately touched the corners of her eyes … 

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34 Very happy to be alive . The surface doesn’t deceive you , Ditha , looked at the little waves by the riverbank , it’s calm …. it don’t have that too quick of the pull backs … Dangerous , yes ? 34 

I am the pebble , she is about to fling me across this river to see how far I could  …  Ditha smirked and with that realization in mind  , she gritted her teeth . 

No pull backs ….. the furthest …. flashes of the now from the mere minutes of the past flowed back into her … Ditha smiled , closed her eyes …

Happy and those light scums by the pond ! … may I float high on the surface ! … 

And jumped into the river , and swam as hard as she could to get to the big rock . 

The night was extremely quiet … the rustling of the leaves were indeed , slowing down …

Here is , the moving into the present time with the Silent , core .

You can feel it coming , Mrs Vollum.Ngap!Up noticed in the semi-dark .

Time in your mind will stop when the Silent gets to be the Master at nights like this . 

She stood up and carefully let herself down , off the rock … 

Not tonight , she quibbled quietly , tonight is my last night as I know it … 

But The Wanting and The Rise in the Silent realm always beckoning , pathways , electron charges , suggestive probabilities , mundane points to make their entrance , eagerly , keen on not being themselves in presentations .

The energy simply had to transform .

That instigation of the inappropriate , to incite the more of …

Like the wave of a long bright cloth , depending on the waver , it could either snapped sharp bit at you or caressed you gently on your back , but in the Silent Realms , this Wanting and The Rise it’s you , the thinking behind it’s pattern to put life into it , to cause the very initiatives … like the wave of a long bright cloth …

Only good if you are in that need , to step forward in the hardest of times , to push minds , the collectives to simply get a reaction  across for a point in inventions … no guarantees … but humanity works wonder in their carelessness , more so than their final achievements .

So here I am , leaving soon … my consciousness will let this body go . And that very consciousness , the flow patterns has to reprogrammed slightly to fit the neuron charges to the new.still’s capability . 

Bottle.necking the Concepts . The calculation had to have the incisiveness to it’s values , the Concepts  have to adhere to the minimalistic in the Pillar-ing of life to get through . The Concepts , indeed , has to be in the precise portion of containments in these bottle necks . 

With that few neurons either missing or added , bottle.necked , she simply will be a ‘new person’ in the new.still .

Calm little waves by the riverbanks , these indicators , the useless anecdotes , in big numbers , Sonya and her kids , the quiet acknowledgement of Love , all of these had to be relearned , experienced and contemplated with, again .

New Horizons are beckoning , yes , the same indications to the same Wanting and The Rise , except that this time she is going to be well implemented with Hexa.Sync’s proficiencies .

She stood in the night with her body leaning to the rock . With her hands over her face , she cried quietly . 

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