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The click off the light .
If you happened so , to blink your eyes at the same time , in millisecond , you could see the split second , when the light bulb was deprived off electric current .
And yes , that few millisecond , is indeed too short for us to access it , but to life forms who carries a shorter life span , it is elongated , banally , into the sense into what Humanity is .
The shifting of automatic in Intelligence .
For a one life time of one human , sometime the inner light could be divided to the many life spans to the many other types of life forms .
But in the quietness of the night , also as of in the peaceful darkness , who’s counting ?
One life in the semi~darkness in the past not because one can’t afford the light , but rather , the tech is as much to what is known , limited to a form in the ages of time .
The shifted intellect … now .
Of what one human can do , is measured predictably to how much is expected … thus the forms of that intelligence are indeed measurable with no surprises in the pre~calculated predictions , even in the make up of new technology , it is , after all , that Humanly Possible .
But when these inner lights are measured across species …
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Up onto the surface of the ocean .
Floating upside down , against the gentle waves …
The milli seconds in the click off the light ,
the quickening of energy stored indeed in the base , … of dormancies in self preservations ;
… wanting to live … , the will ;
The shifts in Memory in the few second before Death , The Will …
To where it is indeed unmeasurable , undetected to human intentions and intellects ,
The shifted , Sees , in the Muted Hearings ,
And in the final quietness to the Awareness in Breathing ,
Manta.Ray opened his eyes , with it’s body staring up to the Sun .
He decided to stay the way he was for the moment .
That Will … is fair to my energy , he quietly thought to himself while floating upside down .
Simply , another sting ray about amongst the millions , floating in the ocean … to the naked eyes of any human , I am one , a species classified by Human , and yet , nameless …
However alike we , sting rays are , like the very civilized humanity they perceived themselves to be , yes indeed we are independent in our frequencies tuning into the functional state to complete the Big Circle .
The large wave is coming towards him , soon .
The Rise , swelling …
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From the corner of his eyes he could see it , racing waves , the pull and rise of them , lowering the water he was floating on …
Sure , I flipped my body right there and then I guess … but in the meantime , so much being independent in the tune of frequencies , the Human species has Diana Shine.Shine , glittering about in the calculation as precise as Hexa.Sync … Manta.Ray sighed as the waves raised his body …
… and curved , splashed onto itself forward …
Yes , their technology are built to destruct , with repercussions , like the very Earth , this decaying forms into expansions , for The Process in the name of Continuity , regardless .
These bright stars who called themselves human are pretty selfish since they do not have the measurability schematic to access these other species inner lights .
Compassion ? , Manta.Ray smirked and swam away into the ocean … Compassions are not enough .
The Will to live is the state to be at , conquered or conquering another state to be into for another set of understanding … these energies had an independent will it so … defined by it’s designations , The At .
How do you clear yourself into the clarification of being aware to the State when the notion to what a State is , that way , to begin with ?
He swam fast into the ocean , as far away as possible from the transmitter somewhere nearby so that the abundant glittery majestically designed computer program called Shine.Shine could not find him , goodness forbid ! , white teeth and conscience built only for these cruel and yet intelligent children , is just too much for him to bear with at this moment .
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Stark waited for a few moment , before he made a move to Fashio.Symm .
The Seven Store had a mini bar nearby , Stark looked carefully from the main access door at one of the corners in this main room , and which would take at least fifteen second ;
Stark accessed collective.ion in his right eye for that twelve seconds windows …
Not yet .
The timing had to be perfect so there would be no room for mistakes , just enough to dampen these curiosities into an acceptance with , to a simple smile , perhaps ?
Fashio looked at the purses and cardigans in front of her , and thought quietly ,
Bright colors cardigans ? Now who would be daring enough to wear such a dreadful tone in mid beautiful white winter ? I wouldn’t be caught red handed like leaving some primitive jail cell wearing it like a primadonna , No ! I am NOT guilty as charged ! Ohhh the dramas …
Please … , smirked Fashio .
But however to have these tones in the inquiries right from the very start of the bright colors in the Big Settings ? … now that would be sacrilege , ain’t it ?
Bright red , and all of them tuning their gawky hawky attention to my cardigan ? How about that ?
She stared at the cardigans for a few more seconds ,
~ Interested , Miss Symm ? We are having that on sale today … ~
She turned around and the attendant stared back with a smile , and quickly lifted up one blue cardigan , displaying the intricacies in the knitting methods .
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Stark with his right eyes kept staring back into his right eyes through reflective.modes , to see the future shadow of Fashio’s friend , Flowie.Poisy’s entrance .
In this future of twelve seconds window , with collective.ion as the precise probable cause , it is still unreliable to Stark , since the knowledge in the shadows and shades moving across time are still undefined clearly to his human Instincts , primitive as it is .
A new man at a new job .
The curves are still , still , indecisive to what and where to go next surely .
Even with the two answers, yes or no , white or black for examples , it is still necessarily refers to timing … and this is where , Stark worried of the probable causes having a chance to manifest differently … the human mind feels according to the work of the elements surrounding and even in the utmost wellness in predictability , it is back to depend on whom are nearest to the persons of interest .
So here is the dilemma , Flowie.Poisy has to enter at the same time as he was walking and start a conversation with Fashio.Symm .
The interruption had to be at the point where , expected politeness to stranger manifested from Fashio.Symm to come forth , and held that curve of new and shining happy new friendships in the expectation with a smile , attractive as it can be from Stark ; commenting about the cardigan’s color , for instance …
Right . Bright toning of red blood , to how it is inappropriate for a walk in the cold sunny wintry afternoon by the lake for instance , yes , not on the cold weather … indeed .
The not making sense of these supposedly bright beauties of a product with a bright smile of her friend , Flowie.Poisy , making entrance to their start of niceties in their little chit chat , hmmmm .
The natural wisps of shadow near the mall’s door slowly gleamed with a bright smear of white , brightening to every click of the second .
White !?
Stark noted , as he was nervously walking calmly towards Fashio.Symm …
His mind was going at many different directions at the same time …
The cardigan … bright color of red …
Shadows cleared into the whitened shades , transparent as the future aligned with the time of Now , … at the sixth seconds in the time.jump …
The attendant coming back at Fashio , at the precise sixth second going onto the seventh … ,
and the opening of the front door of the Seven Store right on the eighth …
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0.1 Attractive color Miss , the autumn or spring will be simply graceful in the memories of the cold winter like this . 0.1
There , with a smile , Stark stood looking at the cardigan held by Fashio , smiled at the attendant and without the blink of the eyes , looking back straight into Fashio’s eyes .
Fashio smiled back , returning the Stark’s smile , as the second jumped onto the twelfth ,
Stark blinked his eyes , through his inner light staring back from the past … knowing very well he had reached the point of ultima.sensory , to where not even mere fate or ideologies could touch Hexa.Sync’s augmentation in precise calculation to the light syncopated to the alignments in this very moment .
And with that knowledge , he has only twenty minutes window to make the best of it ….
But white … shades brightening up the shadows in this future ?
Odd .
In that split second , Stark turned around to the happy acknowledgement from Fashio to Flowie right behind him …
There it is , Stark almost coughed in surprise , as he saw Flowie with her bright yellow dress with Munch.ka GobbaGobGob staring at him almost with a smile ,
… with his eyes white , shining clear rays , to wherever he looked , pupils devoid of any color whatsoever ; holding his mother left hand ,
… and ran to Fashio and gave her a hug .
In his smiles , looking at the child hugging Fashio , Stark shuddered .
No wonder , Regarda kept stressing to how to not pay attention too much to this little child … The Catalyst .
But what a catalyst ! This being literally walk around on Earth seeing ahead of Time ….
Time justified in the tuning of colors , or our understanding of it ? The waves in the many colors taking time to display it’s independence from one to the next one in spectrum ? … non existent past , future and now , just light and shadows ?… Stark laughed along ,
…. as the boy laughed when Fashio stroked his head …
Flowie looked at Stark , smiled and held out her hand ,
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8.8 For when nothing is known about a person , as yourself , the start of a name would suffice , but yet always remember to offer your name before it is asked . 8.8
Stark smiled thinking , why is it every time that I am here with you , Uultra freak , I am feeling this way ?
0.1 Simply offered thy name to anyone in the handshakes , who is not even questioning ? 0.1
Stark stared at her , tapered eyelashes from the inner center of h.er face out onto h.is temple , lavishly glittered with diamond dusts .
8.8 The talent in acknowledging time ahead to how it is another set of mind looking for the information about you , and you being in tune to that seeking eyes to whom you are to provide it without that extension of seconds , burdening it for no reasons , is , in our term to what politeness is about . 8.8
Stark was amazed , kept on again , staring at her diamond dust , glittering to no end in sights …
Pretty smart , Stark thought to himself .
Long curved tapered eyelashes , curved to lift and the brilliance of diamond dusts to pull you in ;
Endless Depth of Bright .
0.1 It does pay to be polite at all times , eh , Regarda ? 0.1
S.he clapped her hands once , loudly ,
blinked and stared hard into Stark ,
8.8 Endless depth of Bright and Brilliance , Stark . It is the method of how one perceived to be paid attention to , so give it back when you get it . Now buck up , don’t fuck this up . 8.8
Isn’t this what they called , motherly instinct ? On an Uultra , it seemed odd to Stark to see h.er with diamond dusts , emulating well to how mischievous alpha male would reacted to such words ; s.he raised h.er head slightly , and stared at Stark from an extreme sideangle ;
And moved h.er head slowly in exaggerated slow motion slightly to the left , keeping h.er eyes at all time to Stark , so that the shine from the Sun outside would catch the glitters of the diamond dust on her eyelashes …
8.8 Exactly . It is to how you are to me at this moment . Close attention , please . Only a mother could revolve around you at this tuning of behaviour , Stark . So remember , this woman you are going to meet are a good friend of a mother . Catalyst , the boy is . Irrelevant to your mission , but crucial to how the manifestation in the mind of Fashio. Symm , looking back at you . Too much attention , you will fail to register yourself in that caring value to that woman for a child , since you will clarify that state of need , values and worth of desire , differently . Now we can’t chance that . . If the child is there , acknowledge him . That’s all , simple’s simple . Stick to your mission and that is Fashio.Symm and her inquiries … Get that ? 8.8
Stark stood up slowly with his shoulders slightly backing away from h.er , holding his breaths and turned around and walked to the nearby table .
Water , a glass of water .
0.1 What do you want me to do , Regarda ? 0.1
A full glass of water is a full glass of water , quenching the thirst ?
Better that fullness than a half glass of memories , and looking for the next glass of needing validation too soon after , eh ?
Completion , in a full circle , a child could not complete a sense of life especially from any sense in the method of desiring , in adults ; senses of completion , has nothing to with children even though they are the meaning to why we are indeed to evolve … now who stated that facts ?
Stark filled up the glass with clear water ,
0.1 I am the all , man and child ? The character that I have to exude , the sole completion of personality for a woman of this caliber until sincerely she gets tired of me ? Like the human ways you have learned ? Is that it ? 0.1
The depth of the brilliance had worked , s.he blinked .
S.he walked slowly towards Stark .
8.8 Precisely . Whatever it takes . 8.8
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This young man was in tune , Regarda.Stupen quietly thought .
A pattern , circles like these would eventually fit any squares in the end , the entrance would reflected to any way that is possible as when the fitting already succeeded , he could worked his ideals into any hard core in squatres if he wanted to … once he gets inside the form , of any form ; since he knew of the creatives in the make of the rules . Why and How .
… and usually he would do it with little problems , his cynical minds with the little burst of pushing his breathing out every time he speak had clearly indicated that gift … ,
Right man for the job , but carelessness is not welcomed at all cost , Regarda nodded to his glass of water ,
8.8 May I have one , Stark ? 8.8
As humanly as possible , trial , errors and their best is entirely up to the doer ; the energy reflected from his within , that inner light had to be precisely calculated … and now this is where it gets dodgy …
… when justification , any sort of it making a bigger sense … with the time.jump in possibility with human conscience to what is right , at that given moment …
Yes , human and their darkness , they are practically in that form , rigid to where in Time , they are limited to a form , sadly into the Ages , to the very thoughts they were manifested from .
Regarda,Stupen gently touched Stark’s left shoulder from behind and said quietly ,
8.8 We need your Instinct to be at it’s top form , Stark . We simply can’t decide for you on what to do after when that door is opened for you … but you know what we want as the expected result . And what you know about the boy afterwards , keep it to yourself , since if you cannot do it even with under the help of Hexa.Sync , then best leave it and him alone for the integrity of your Mankind . That is very important … 8.8
Stark , puzzled , but quietly nodded and mumbled to himself as he turned around to face h.er with h.er diamond dust , endless depth in bright ,
0.1 Intraxx 7501 , for without Integrity , for who is born innocent and naïve and without , to whom those two States are in all of us , innocence and naïve , ones who are without any better State bestowed upon them , in the making into the future , hence , you shall Protect Integrity . 0.1
Regarda smiled and pat him on his right shoulder …
8.8 Yes . Protect Integrity … at all cost , Stark . We can hope your kind at the very least ; smarter in the coming challenging future waves , yes ? 8.8
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