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Curvatures .

Convexities and Cortex .

Three hundred and sixty degrees , all sense surround of the brain protected by the skull bones , as humans as can be ; the firing neurons are practically aware to their own destinies and fates .

In the bones structures , in the length of them recreating blood cells , right up the visual takes translated for the defining moments into decision makings , these three hundred sixty degree of senses has ways of adaptabilities .

The height has always been a state . The conjuring of dreams and tales to which mostly to induce a sense of protection are bound to ; in the comfort of precise calculations provided by such as Hexa.Sync , guaranteed to automatically care for the width on any building structures by humanity themselves .

8.8 There are curvatures into any forms that w.e see , Vung . As w.e were transferred into this human form , we were genuinely surprised of your inclination into inventions . 8.8

8.1 You mean , as free spirits before into humanoid new’stills , you’ve no recollection to how we are ? 8.1

Regarda stood with the ice cream bowl in h.er hand , h.er left hand holding the small spoon . H.is face frozen at the thought , deep within h.im .

8.8 Spirits ? Hmmmm , how uneducated can you get , Vung ? Worse if you are acting it . No … , w.e never thought of your world as … to be as geometrically real , you know ? To us , your world is filled with regulations because of that limitations . Structure wise , we never need to think into your schemas of Why , since life and awareness to u.s is a definite How alone and only . W.e have not a need to question why w.e are when w.e are about and around your civilizations . All these time to u.s , time was never calculated in such a way to recreate precision in awareness such as yours to be quite judgmental to your own kind in the end . 8.8

Regarda nodded h.is head vigorously , while staring at the spoon filled ice cream .

Vung.Elevat shook her head in disbelief ,

81 What is it ? Strawberry ? 81

Regarda ignored her question ,

8.8 Awareness is better for u.s on our end . Dreaming does not exist when without these limbs , flesh and blood , and not to mention those neuron firings . Freaky as hell , on a good day , I can feel any human’s decision making and to why it is that way to most people . Predictable as how you all human looked like , the patterns of dreams do not stray far from that limitations . 8.8

Regarda.Stupen looked up at Vung .

8.8 Strawberries At The Misty Hills , it’s called . Want to try some ? Crusty cold and warm when it crumples somewhat , strange textures , but I like it 8.8

She shook her head , making a face ;

81 Heard about those . Crossed between pastries and ice-cream , not my thing . Judgmental , eh ? Is that why , you believe ? Strings around that light delay ? 81

Regarda nodded , almost grateful for the sole responsibility of the Misty Hills ice-cream , smiled ;

8.8 Light delay is one thing , to make it matter and making issue out of it is another , the kick to the bucket is when togetherness is formed through that limitations . Cultures , as you know it , has been a mistake , the separation between you all in the past , divided because of geographically challenged stated that incoherencies further into time wasting selfish needs that they called independence . If you look into the female counterparts , you see the structures to why , and to the male counterparts , it is in the How . Simple , predictable humans , and yet amazingly , as a collective signs of times … to u.s , that times spent wasted on the humanity , condoned the fear and greed , it is no wonder to why and how you humans tend to be destructive as the focus to the cause and effect . You human simply cannot help it . That light delay stringed around with those two most evil in humanity , greed and fears are guaranteed to knives in some even the smartest minds to get violent . Ahhhh , pastries and ice-cream in one , Vung ? 8.8

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Regarda closed h.er eyes , savoring the last spoon , the back of h.er head , seems like to Vung , Regarda had rolled h.er eyes so .

81 Not good , no ? When potentialities revolve around that string of light delays … how do you think Hexa get to , managed to work the systems into better probabilities ? 81

Vung.Elevate raised her eyebrows waiting for Regarda to finally opened h.is eyes . Uultras and their expressions . Vung kept reminding herself to why the Uultras had to be thought out as they are best seen to the moment in the Now .

To better understand what came out from their mouths would be to acknowledge to what were defining our own human state of limitation as a species . There are no completion , as long the big question exist amongst us human ; the bio~natural in us will in the end , make sense of it all .

Vung almost sighed loudly , not even with the invention of float.box schemata could soothe out the burning desire of Why , Whom and How , indeed , to when we all are .

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Especially to what were invented by us human , only to rely on the blueprints of the successful circuitries which imitated our thinking patterns . Yes , it created conveniences .

Yes , it simplified chaotic light delays in the past .

But isn’t it like a paradox reforming the puzzles merely shifting the numbers around , Boom ! Voila ! New Paths ? … ,

A paradox nonetheless without the answers ; the light delays are with mere angles ; better angles if you will . Conforming to the larger error margins as uneducated intuitions had to fall in those two subjects , fear and greed , to righteously protect our own sense of well beings .

Adults , their childish fears and lack thereof , will become the institutions of already in the strength of make believe focusing indeed to the best revelations they could ever gotten .

Believe , in the making of truth ?

Vung sighed and stared at Regarda’s face .

H.e, s.he with the eyelashes so long that she believed this Uultra could become the umbrellas , the shelter to h.is visuals ; was it Initiata who had said …

“ When you could see through water without being distracted by your own limitations , then the spectrum of that institution of element , will provide different capabilities in imaginations . “

We are to what we could , and each of you are expected to rise above that . Evolutions are in that numbers , and paradoxes are needed to form a state of longevity in knowledge . Sad but true indeed .

That is how you release off the light decays , learn of it’s limitations and restring new foundations from where you are as humans , with scientific discoveries .

8.8 Clearer choices 8.8

Regarda proceeded to lick the ice-cream cone .

8.8 The clearest are with nothing , as such the spectrum of seeing through water without obstacles like dirts and muds floating about ; scums . Elements are what they are , but the stickle of it all is being able to reform for the clearest choices in the next seeking . Goodness my , my ! Salty clings on the cone here ! 8.8

And with that statement , h.e , Regarda chomped down the ice-cream cone with h.is eyes looking straight into Vung’s .

8.8 Clear nothing , something you and your little new born babies couldn’t be taught to remember their life are filled with new things to learn , and some of those things are , massive anomalies . And most then , don’t even had a chance to empty . All foundations built by you humans are with faults, period . Margin errors were always had to be minimized at all times, damage control are necessary . As a matter of facts , if you study …. 8.8

Vung’s minds kept flowing to the differences between humans and the Uultras .

Long facial bones structures , huh ? All the bones in their bodies started elongated after float.box transfer . The new’stills were human bodies , normal , except non~determined and without sex organs , since the research institutes are still not with the ideas having the Uutras to breed amongst themselves .

Awareness , yes … are with anomalies when it is transferred through ‘generations’ as in biologically and thinking patterns in designs . True enough , it has seemed right from the beginning , as in predictions and prophecies from the best human intellects ever gathered in the past ; desire is something completely unnecessary especially coming from the element and the sentiency as “divine” as the Uultras .

Perfect imitations of humanity minus the blood curling reasons to pro creates as in the past . Except that this imitations were coming from without limitations of this realm we called Earth , untainted , without the dreaded need for the spinning orbit .

Great innovation , but still without the answer .

8.8 When you are done quibbling around in your mind about my bones , let me know . I like having conversation with people who are here and here thoroughly . Here . W.e Uultras , our original consciousness do not have them firing neurons elucidating about past future to legitimize our continuity 8.8

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Vung breathed out to a deep sigh .

81 Haven’t you heard of human who can do multi-tasking as the main focus in interacting ? Seriously , Regarda . If you are human , you simply won’t have any friends . 81

Regarda hhrrrmmpphhPHH ! .

8.8 What makes you think I would be wanting to be human ? 8.8

Deadlocked staring at each other , Vung started to shift in her seat .

81 Isn’t it by choice , your choice , that you are here amongst us ? 81

Regarda hrrmmmph ! again .

This time , arranging h.er robe , arranging to the front of h.is thighs ,

88 Don’t believe what you hear when the information comes from politics dear Miss Elevat . Science is all there is , your tainted human science . Ask around , and listen what they have to say . Yes , in between the lines , Vung . You’ll be surprised . Some of us were here without the knowledge of even being transferred to new’stills . Wake up to , lo and behold ; eek ook eek ook . 88

Regarda turned even more serious , h.er eyes blanked white .

88 Okk EEK . OOK eeK .OKK Eek . Ready to serve you , sir as the slave that I am . Yes? 88

Regarda made robotic movements with h.er arms , in sync with h.er ‘eek ook , eek ook’ . Eyes crossed and finally lightly tap Vung’s head with h.er hand .

88 Are you here , Vung ? Uultra to human , Uultra to mere human ? Are you here ? 88

Vung laughed .

There is a second of when knowledge were shifted for better profundities . Laughter is the best time shifts without having the learning subjects too focus on seeking for ‘mark the spot’ .

Shifting time ; Regarda blinked quickly …

Humanity has a time tempo , like a pendulum , and when any Uultras are in front of any of them , the Uultras would be the energy to verse into the first pull for the swings .

The laughter between them subsided .

S.he took the lead , ignoring the revelation made clear by h.imself earlier . Quickly as to the approaching seconds , to the first blink opened eyes of the Uultras in the new’still , s.he said ;

8.8 Multi~tasking is unnecessarily overrated when the firing neurons could come away with best predictabilities , sure with the results . 8.8

A few seconds passed , Regarda looked at the breathing , Vung’s , the thoughts and the time tempo as when she is about to inhale ; …

Quick and precise ,

8.8 The tuning of firing neurons , your biology is amazing . Even what is more amazing , you yourself are amazed by it . Ancient science , yours by the way , were not keen to longitudes and latitudes , the charms of weathers , as to why characters and personalities were attracted to these truth . Unquestioning loyalties ; death to children then , the source of nasty circling stagnantly epistemology of ungratefulness seeking back into righteousness like , who cares ? . 8.8

Blinked hard , Vung did .

8.8 Your methods of technology are not trustworthy . Especially when we , the Uultra are around you . Margin errors are maximized as your own awareness , that beautiful childish prophecies were minimized to accommodate blind respect and egoistical character with money . 8.8

To the breathing in of another breath , Vung replied ,

81 Why do you think the scientists in the past , let us happened to mingled then ? 81

Great , Regarda thought . She took the bait . Shifted thoughts and time strengthened in to h.er own longevities . Dead sought out short . You can live a long life , but with human ; the values were … urgent .

8.8 Beautiful and yet childish . And what is a child to you , Vung ? The value I mean , not in time because they will become adults after awhile . What do they mean to you ? 8.8

S.he flew far and away . Right after the words ‘mean to you’ .

Regarda left the moments with h.er deep state autonomies in mind , leaving Vung to speak to herself .

.I need not to hear her answers .

Her own limitations will be taken care of in the evolving firing neurons within her . Her plateau will have to want another higher shelves to place her own consciousness in the end . All these will happen , since .I started her fire to light and warm those dark corners in her mind .

Aren’t humans great ?

Beautiful , and yet dumbly innocent ?

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Regarda within h.er subconscious , awakened h.is inner spectrum , the Uultra’s surround.sense minus the human brain tethered to h.er human body .

To where the colors were not , but a state to the beginning of light ; to which the breathing air are not necessary for survival , and the sea was not vast in space , but rather an accessible form without the constrains of elements .

S.he reached out for Vivid.A .

Where in the hell , is that sentient ?

Looking out for the ‘spots’ to where h.e might be , it would be to the shade of 5612.nediuRx wouldn’t it ?

Trailblazer , that sentient is .

H.is shade would left a trail for a good 15 years human time to wherever he might had been .

Karma for human beings that is , but merely patterns of travels to any Uultras .

When non breeding leaves trails , it was not through it’s generation .

When non~firing neurons minds flew above consciousness even seen through the eyes of humans , like the closed eyes of the meditative state of any human alive ; karma will become obsolete in the end .

Human karmas are again , will always be their techs ; collectively .

To where O.ur techs are , As Is .

The state of evolving to matter , to an Uultra would be the reconnection within amongst t.hemselves , clarifying the awareness without the need for shells , for instance ; the new’stills .

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WOOF !

Stupid loyalty , is a prized knowledge for peace .

Blink not , see further ?

Not .

Questions ? Not .

Love , yes .

When forever above Emotions , loyalty is a trophy .

And thus , stupidity … rest amongst the peaceful , no ?

When the Thus ; reforms none of the forever above ; understanding emotional states in interactions , love , strangely a close buddy to , not with the stupids , but rather to ones ‘who simply gets it’ .

Thus , always , refers .

Shuck ! Miniatures , The Schemata Thoroughly by Ditha.Sevaras , Stomp sighed loudly .

To every reminder in any of your auto.firsts ; fast as lightning , Pay Attention … Ste.p Dignify had said .

How did it go again ?

WOOF !

“ Dog ! Will ya ? Please ? I am thinking here … “

~ the crawlers listened to the ground , creepy sniffs

out with the clacking within , tongues ~

yes ? , Stomp.Regards started to whistle quietly , just above his own hearing .

Or was it , the clacking tongues , sniffing creeping ?

– WOOF ! Jeez , Stomp !! the vechi is drifting off it’s course ! –

Stomp stared uninterestedly at PulaPula .

“ Circ , please take control “

The vechi.home’s engine revved at a different speed , as Circ shut down the whole electric power for three seconds , and recalibrated the destination .

:: Somewhere in the recently installed over.drive engine , Stomp . You need to recalibrate , the choice of your machinists . I believe you knew how independently opinionated they are . Your over.drive were connected to series of def.cirkitav . ::

– Def.Cirkitav ? Isn’t that low combustion distributional ancient machi.na ? Why in the world would you do such a thing , Stomp ? –

PulaPula blinked a few fast and many times , shoulders high perking up ‘above’ his furry eyes .

“ Cut it out , Pula . You’re looking all smart blinking fast over there , are not going to change the facts that I am thinking , as humanly smarter as possible . Shhh ! Shut , will ya ? “

-Woof ! Cortex . Yes ? Cortex ? WoofWoof ? –

Snout High , PulaPula stared at the view.point , expecting an answer .

Snout High , the pride of knowledge , looking down at Stomp , finally started to pressed few buttons on the displays in front of him .

-We are going on a different course , Stomp . Same destination … but different alternative route . I wonder why . –

Stomp froze .

“ What are you saying , dog ? “

Pula shifted down near to Stomp , and looked at him ,

– Isn’t it obvious to you , homosapien ? –

Def.Cirkitav , the automatic bio~circuit , capable in healing itself , bypassing any anomalies in it’s own circuits .

-Well , human . What say you ? Aren’t you curious at all ? –

Stomp kept his composure , unable to move while his thoughts kept winking on the needed light on the part that is “obvious” .

Slowly , he moved his neck and finally his head , and faced Pula.Pula ,

“ Dev.Cirkuitav was with Eryvidites programming , no ? “

Pula stared at a moment at Stomp’s red face . Puzzled with a stupid look that is about to get smart .

Pula howled , long and jumped maniacally for a few second and sat back as sudden as he had howled earlier .

– Glad you are not stupid longer than that revelation . See how fast I am back loyal to you now , sitting quietly ? –

“ But wait , Circ said , this is about calibration , right ? “

Pula woofed in disbelief .

– How did he knew Eruvydites language ? That ding is designed with after all human’s tech dong was done . How would he know exactly in how to express that ancient machine fully ? –

“ You are saying that the trail circuit was defined and predicted to go on alternative route because of the anomalies in Eruvydites ? “

Pula shook it’s head a few times and whined softly .

-Ding Dong . Ding Dong . Does it matter , Stomp ? That def.cirkitav seemed like it had predicted something in the pathway , veering off~course as the result . Circ couldn’t possibly able to decipher it’s complexities . Simplify the cause of mathematic , that is all he is and reasoning that simplification into the wording for our understanding . Calibration , would seemed fair and appropriate enough for ya ? The Ding is seeking … always … –

Stomp.Regards sighed and shook his head harshly .

“ Circ , please retrace the pathway earlier before we took on this alternative route . Would you able to access def.cirkitav overdrive mapping schemata ? “

There were silence for a minute , while Stomp kept bulging his eyes towards Pula … who happened to move restlessly , the victory dance , Dog over Man ; loyalty against the master , slave none but intelligence to rule .

:: No , Stomps . That is impossible . The overdrive schemata is independently manually design with bio~Eruvydites in programming . That destination is always the same , as you know it . But it’s overdrive schematics were designed within it’s own curve to access the landscape but does it matter since I believe you are heading to the Nondescripts Hut , Stomp ? ::

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Circ grabbed Pula and hugged him tight , hard .

Laughing almost hysterically ,

“How do you say I am so happy , ecstatically in your mother’s language ? Woof ? Woof Woof ? or is it WOOF WOOF ? “

Stomp lifted up Pula high of the ground and took him about in his arm , dancing ; while Pula stared back with his puzzled expression : mad human are condescendingly bright , ain’t it ?

Has reason found it’s way to the trail , ancient in it’s designed , revelation in deep algebra , algorithm~ing back into the simple fun as it is in the past , overdrive engines burning fuels . Primitive .

As primitive as Nondescripts ?

Stomp kept gnawing deep into his own thought while dancing with Pula looking scared … of the height .

He lifted Pula high above his head ,

and thought briefly …

Is simple primitive ?

Hmm , not to this whining adorable well designed implanted chip of a dog , here .

Nope .

Simple , but never ever … primitive .

Right ?

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Let him live his moments in life .

Let him see how time on this Earth change him into a man .

A boy that he is now , a man he will be fully and by goodness , let not a woman defines him to be …

Like everything in this world , life has a way to interest anyone like the devil into common sense , vice versa .

With strength alone , only then one can see the completeness in any unity , for … a symbol ? . But not before , yes ?

What was that again ? Yin Ying ?

Yan Pong ?

Tong Yin ?

Isn’t that what it is for ? To stay on top of the world in mind without harming the others , no ?

Yun Yung ?

Yin Klong ?

Some old ancient African ideals , yes ?

No ?

Tong Nong Nong ?

What was it again ? !

Munch.ka , all of the sudden is in front of her , staring puzzled at her own puzzlement on her face .

Flowie’s eyes bulged , seeing his son’s face , surprised and at the same time , the one ideal that she was thinking of earlier , came up like a shining bulb .

60 Yin Yang ! That’s it ! 60

Munch.ka dropped the encyclopedia accidently on the floor , surprised .

@ The Norwegian saying ? @

Flowie laughed hard and hugged Munch.ka .

60 What a beautiful boy you are ! No , it’s Chinese ! You scared me ! 60

Munch.ka picked up his encyclopedia , and sat next to her with it on his lap .

60 What are you reading , sweetie ? 60

Munch.ka took his time , flipping through the pages , and softly said ,

@ Please don’t call me sweetie , mom . Icky , I feel @

Flowie with her back still half way lying down on the sofa , sat straight up , started to make faces ;

60 Awwww , it is my thoughts of you , Munch.ka . You have nothing to do with it …. My thoughts of you … all mine hahahaha mineee !!! 60

She tickled him with her face changed into many different characters , mocking Munch.ka as he was laughing hard .

Munch.ka put the ancient encyclopedia aside , and started to play fight with her .

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With her hair messed up and her face literally disheveled from the play fight , she caught her breaths while Munch.ka looked at her , smiling .

@ You don’t look like how you think now , no ? Sweetie ? @

Flowie pulled him closer to her and messed his hair just enough , looked again , did it again … , repeatedly ;

60 There ! . Now you look just like me . We are sweet together ! 60

Her eyes caught the open moving pages .

The pages of encyclopedia moved from the air , the opened balcony and stopped softly at a page .

Desert Moon ?

She kissed him on the forehead and pulled the book closer to her .

The ancient famous poem by unknown writer .

60 You were reading this , Munch.ka ? 60

He nodded ,

@ Reading it … @

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… , and left the sentence hung as he was looking at her face and started to flip the page ,

60 Why , sweetie ? 60

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How do you stifle time into getting what I want , huh ?

Time sure moves fast , little did you realize , voom ! I am about to enter the ancient age with alike mind .

Looking as good as this , indeed , cooperatively slows down the aging process .

It’s not what’s on the face , if you can help it ; it is what’s behind the mask … that is the telling forms .

Carry not what you knew about life , but instead the strength and wits that lifts the muscle behind that smiling honest face that matters .

Unsatisfied open wound about the hurt in life are the last thing you would want to be carrying as your focus , well especially not on your face .

Not on my face , what’s not on it , should not be in my mind … vice versa , thought Fashio.Symm , gently put on the foundation onto her face .

Limitations are all human with their inventions to defeat that basic core reality .

Aren’t science was innovative in making these realities a thing in the past ?

Improving life right down to the psychology of it ?

Right up to my stick of mascara here .

She applied the mascaras gently into her eyelashes , and hummed .

Ancient me and a young man .

She laughed and quickly regretted it .

She wiped her right eye with soft wet tissue , erasing the mascaras off .

The meeting of the ancient beauty with a young man !

This time , she put down the stick of mascara on the dresser .

She stared at her face in the mirror .

The pinch ,

… inside her breathing chest , made her caught her breath .

You are not going to cry , are you ?

Lonely ancient woman at the edge of her lifetime , the dusk beckons the night , yes ?

For if it’s too much for you to see further into yourself , temporarily ; use the shifting technique .

See into the attraction .

Great Mr Life.Consultant ! … see into the attractions , and you will see into your Whys . Yes , honest happiness , that is where it made it’s bed .

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Keen stared at Fashio , unblinking , and looked back down at the his BPV .

Linking monsters in the minds up to the successive state of wants .

Yes , that’s it .

The attenuation of the monster needy minds right up to just mere wants .

He flicked the pages onto the screen of his BPV and read the old cases history files from across the globe .

62 I cannot be that fucked up , Keen . All I ask , is , does this pinches that I am feeling in my heart has got to do to how I am thinking . Seriously 62

101 Ancient meets the young , you mean ? Coupled that with your needy state of mind ? You should be hospitalized by now . 101

Unsmiling , Keen broke his stare back into the BPV .

62 Needy ? I thought it was sadness . I felt that just before the pinches … 62

101 Oh , with that too on the list , sadness ? You will also need an oxygen mask at all times . Anything else ? 101

Keen smiled and found out what he was looking for .

Placebo pills .

Great … now he looked up to Fashio with a confident smile on his face .

101 How young is this male ? 101

Fashio blinked hard .

62 It shouldn’t matter , Keen . I believe that when my heart races whenever I think of him … and that is the problem . I like you to access that , instead to how young he is 62

Keen.Kapital nodded in understanding .

101 His youth and you being ancient is the problem . You are the problem . I am accessing that problem . I like to know to why his youth became the state of your validity to you being older . Many out there , do not take this as a problem . Most felt lucky to see the other side of the fences , time that is … and learnt from it . 101

Stared at each other with nothing to say .

101 You don’t know how old he is , right ? You know how old you are , but you haven’t even ask him , yes ? 101

She kept her silence , nodding quietly .

101 If you are going to be depressed about your new found love , at the very least be precise about it . Jumping the gun to how ancient you are is the cause of all of your problems … in love . Nothing that one word alone with a few pill cannot handle here … simple as it comes your solution is . 101

Fashio unconsciously bit her lower lip , waiting .

62 Well ? 62

101 Deserving . 101

For a few seconds , Fashio looked deep into Keen’s eyes and for some reasons she thought of stale doughnuts .

The taste of them , stale and uninviting , sugary , cardboard~y , plastic~ky ,

62 Jeezzzz , Keen ! Thank you so much . And what about the pills ? The clarifying chemicals to make me realize it is my being ancient is the problems and rise from the depth of near death … 62

Keen nodded agreeing with his palms out .

101 Yes , all that . You are right . Rise from what you are . Reflect.V it is called . A point to deserve , is the state of first knowledge . 101

62 What ? 62

Her eyes quizzed with her forehead frowned not fully understood .

Keen sighed , and chuckled softly .

Very aware to her own shortcomings . A perfect candidate to this placebo pills to which only would make her breathing faster , thus her conscience to work diligently .

101 Reflect.V . 101

She took the pamphlet given by Keen . In the front page there was a big logo , written across with V as the two fingers to signify peace .

Keen held his breaths , and thought quickly , cost you nothing , dear patient … it is just a matter of time … simply a matter of time .

62 It works ? 62

Keen punched a few codes in his BPV .

101 We have it . You can pick it up when you leave here 101

… and left it at that .

Keen with his hands clasped on the table , smiled with an honest face .

Wait and see .

Silence for a few seconds more .

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Wait and see how she works her mind …

62 Deserving ? 62

There ! , Keen almost chuckled again . Only time could teach her about acceptance . And by goodness , not the young man or any type of desires . As a matter of facts it will make it even worse … The symbolism of the placebo pills will make her aware in due time , at the back of her head , she will be good to herself in , … no time .

101 Yes . You reap what you sow . Deserving minds are well calculated for it’s own goodwill or curses . Whatever you make of it , you deserve it . That simple . 101

A perfect candidate to be studied as when she tells you what she thinks about herself after Reflect.V . Even nothing as this placebo pills is something given the right circumstances , especially when it comes to human conditions .

Mere breathing patterns , quicken it for massive oxygen intakes . That is all .

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So much for Reflect.V indeed .

No , there are no reasons to cry , Fashio Love . If anything , imagine of the freedom seeing back into my own sets of youth in the past .

He is a poet , kindly and a good listener .

Peaking glows ?

Now where did I hear that ?

Their glows are not to guide , these youthful countenance are nothing but ; rather to fill into hopes and knowledge about your own limitations in the past .

Nothing like that to fly above the sky just before you are dead and gone for good .

To …

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Peaking glows ?

To fully complete my own circle back into the first dot as when I was given birth to .

The only point I have .

She cried .

Close her face with her palms and cried hard .

A few moments later , she stared at her face in the mirror .

Classic depression .

Make up running all over her face , lipstick on top her nose , foundation wiped up onto her eyes making them look smaller than they are , wet mascara smeared from her fingers under her nose making her nostrils looked larger .

Ahhhh , Reflect.V , yes ?

She started to laugh . Hard .

Seeing herself in the mirror laughing with her face looking like a clown , made her laugh harder .

Oh my , oh yes , how peaceful is this ! , is what was going through her mind as she was lying on the floor still laughing … to how ancient indeed laughing at it’s own self , sorting through time lived .

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Independent resources for a take on decisions to which energy would be used for Hexa.Sync’s in applications for Mankind ; without understanding to what is in their own sense in humanity as their main focus in contributing would be … disastrous .

In other words , the intelligent has to know how to measure their own sense of intelligence … at least hoping to find and having to effort to do so … a monkey must know that it is ‘that’ , and with potentiality designed by ‘itself’ intuitively to measure ;

Unlikely … any good ?

And now , the measurement methods formed a sense of it’s own intuition … the need was so that , the human could see it for themselves to which level was the need to be at , in precision by these ‘unmeasured’ intelligence , designed by the humans , themselves .

The monkey , in the end must be smart enough , in wanting to know .

Hmmmm , survival of the fittest ?

Isn’t that what had happened in the poise of civilization conquering their own mankind with ideologies in the past ? Like nothing that it is , breeding for a better access ?

Except that nothing is everything , for a start , the big excuses for a mere techs of conveniences … ?

Protect and you shall see , what you have been to yourself , Keen stared on the pavement cracks as he was walking towards the mall .

The Seven Mall ?… or The Lists Today Mall ?

Keen.Kapital stood quietly on the intersection , near the chatty bot.assists selling hotdogs and hamburgers .

~ Meat on the buns , sir ? ~

Keen shook his head and thinking , a mall is a mall , selling items , same access except that The Seven Mall has access to ancient books , a massive library on the corner of the mall , underground and connected to the first floor by elevator … Hmmm … massive symmetry … and yet The Lists Mall is known for discounts …

~ Enticing dripping wet meat juices , fattening further only to your lips … sir ? . Have one . Clearly the bleak sky are to mirror the prices of the burgers pretty soon . I could get your prices lower sooner if you want to ? ~

Keen laughed softly and looked up to the sky .

True enough , almost bleak by the dark clouds , give and take approximately 6 minutes from now …

Keen sighed and felt around in his front pocket .

101 How much lower are we talking about here ? 101

The high pitch in the beginning of the sentences as the bot.assist was about to speak , indicated ? … Keen wondered , easy going~ness ?

~ For you sir , I give a five kred.it each , for only two , if you are interested … before the bleak afternoon becomes a reality , sir ~

Keen laughed .

101 And what happened if I waited for the bleak afternoon to arrive ? 101

~ We are closing to stall soon enough for the better weather tomorrow morning , sir . This deal is just for you … ~

The bot.assist , legless , stared at Keen with tiny blue light blinking eyes in excitement .

Keen stared back , and wondered , hmmm , just for me ? what is this Random.Equation programming in simple business dealing such as in this mind of a bot.assist ?

~ Massive old library , sir . You cannot eat in the library . ~
That quiet … invitation ?

That up curved of intonation in the voice of the bot ?

101 Just one , thank you . By any chance , you know of ‘First Call of Eruvydites’ ? 101

The bot.assist kept on working on the burgers without missing a beat . Keen noted the change in the tempo of the blinking blue light in it’s eyes .

101 You think I can find it in that massive library ? 101

The bot.assist looked up ,

~ That book was always under limited edition , sir . Only two printed edition and you cannot access it through digital copies . It is considered a rare and ancient book . ~

The bot passed him his burger .

101 Ahh , you knew of it . 101

… and he waited for the bot to talk further , … nothing .

Keen swiped his thumb on the reg.cess ,

101 Every circuit has it state of reflection to what it is connected to . I have always chew on that truth , … hmm what do you call yourself , I am Keen . 101

Keen in his quick glance to the burger that he was about to eat and the robot’s blue blinking light , noted the zooming pattern and a clear three second of lighter blue staying lit , looking at him .

Wondered whether this bot.assist has the access to records of the customers who happened to stop by here ?

~ Dimea . We have variation to every three thousand of us around the city here . ~

Keen slowly ate the burger while sun is slowly blocked by the clouds …

101 So every three thousands , there are different names and functions ? 101

Dimea nodded .

True indeed , prophesizing humanity , meanings to senses in functionalities .

http://anneten.nl

~ Deflection of Corner Bright . ~

Keen stopped in the midst of his chewing , and took a few second to realize that Dimea was …

~ Old Eruvydites . Flaws perfected to the brim of drinking glass , you have to drink to have another fill since later you are necessarily thirsty , Sevaras , poetry from her gladness.particles ~

With his mouth full , slowly he swallowed ,

Right down to my interest and probably my career , this bot.assist do have access .

101 The dead sure links best , ain’t it , Dimea ? 101

~ Respected dead , sure is ~

101 Ahhhhh , true that . Hmmm , there are nodes in the ‘First Call’ that is , at the tip of my tongue … I can’t put it together somehow … 101

~ For every life given birth to , is a mere continuity , thus the dead is a reflective course by it’s reason to be to Life itself . Therefore , … ~

 

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Keen laughed , wiped up the little mess on his chin ,

101 Therefore , it is death that created life to it’s fullest . … Amazing Dimea . 101

He continued to eat and thought deeply about the bot.assists .

They can’t be all this bright , can’t they ? Or is this all that reflective senses connecting to interactives ?

Morsel in his hand ; the last bite into his mouth ,

101 Interactives as fine as yours , tangles , yes ? 101

If indeed it is all about connecting interactives , find and extract into the source and see into how deep it goes to … yea ? Intelligence is always connected …

~ Tangling superiority , as Sevaras’s gladness.particle , sir ~

Keen slowly nodded . The circle of this intelligence only repeats around and about to schematic presented by the interactives of it’s current customer .

Designed as flawed as humans in the centuries before , so that it could only to be functional but not into processing deep layered thinking , a waste for the energy provided for the bot.assissts anyway .

101 Well , thank you Dimea for the discount , and also for the quite thought provoking chit chat . Here’s the bleak afternoon as you predicted . Wonderful , ain’t it ? 101

~ Yes sir . As tangling the death onto life , tomorrow will be sunny again sir . Have a great day , sir ~

Keen nodded and started to walk towards the other direction .

A roundabout with many destinations , can’t help to realize it is the weakness placing of the regional system that made it to happen for the conveniences for the directions could be accessed .

The bot.assist called out to Keen .

~ Sir the library is that way ! ~

Keen turned around and smiled ,

101 Thanks Dimea , I change my mind . The Lists Today Mall for me today . 101

~ First calls Eruvydites book has been in the library for ages , I am sure the librarian would be happy to be sharing interests with you ~

Keen held his breath in amazement .

Merely records of access , that is all to it , hmmm ?

How interesting you had made us all , through and by our own invention !

Keen waved with a little laugh in his voice , shouted from the distance

101 Thank you Dimea . You are amazing . Thank you ! 101

 

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Indeed , amazing , Circ thought .

Amazing how indeed interactives with certain persona could bring out from a simple pre~programmed software machine .

Endless magnificent patterns , tall magnificent patterns of Mankind .

Reaching for The Shelves , High Shelves and not knowing of what it would give , forgetting , and surprised and inventive to what could be hidden there , next time .

That next time , is the conjuring techs .

Techs prepared by the human thinking in this possibility , to equalize his or her findings into the timely seek forwards are usually satisfactory .

Satisfied person ?

You cannot … and shouldn’t … ‘rain in their parade’ , right ? .

Circ laughed and pulled himself out of fract.observ through Dimea’s visual .

Interesting sudden interest , Circ quietly accessing Keen data input …

Ran a few burst of collected light from ::peak.glow:: , Circ tuned the light opening as micro as possible , and shone it into time.birth aligned stars onto Keen.Kapital records as a person lived to this very moment .

Transistor .

Life.Consultant as a career and interested in circuitry designs ?

Circ moved the micro.light into forty five degree angle , to ignite his own cynical reasons into making amends to his disbelief .

Circuits bypass from and because , of faulty transistors ?

Three Earth years on studying faulty circuits ?

Circ slowly brightened up the ::peak.glow:: light on Keen’s personification collective .

And gently phase in the freque.pi into the stars.alignment of his birth until to the moment Keen met Dimea .

Source codes reveals the matters of attention ,” the faulty transistors “ made it easier for Circ to seek into what Keen had been working on .

Circ zoomed in into fracted.norm saved in Keen’s files , the latest fract .

It is in the layers in between circuitries , the failed schematics that he seemed to be intrested in … of all in his clients’ personifications and health records .

Consistencies in the data anomalies ?

But whatever for ?

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re.applicativ , necessary for any puzzling awareness to see it owns state in reasoning . the .

Diana typed in the differences from the results gotten from Circ earlier .

Where exactly in float.box is he ?

How would Manta.Ray sees into his own definition of life into a totemic understanding ?

Hmmmm , to where the spirit of the minds would be , it is in his state of adoration , wanting to be , or is it , in this case ..  needing to be ?

 

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Diana.ShineShine sighed .

Loudly .

Gusting winds , that is all to it , she thought . 

Let’s try another one , she held her breath the moment she thought about the gusting winds , and breathe in further until she thought she couldn’t breathe in anymore .

This is as human as you can get , Diana Love , she smirked into her sense of ideals .

Like something to do , thus the robotics expressed ,

… and she sighed , again .

Within her programming , she was designed , program within programs  , to function as robotics do . 

To where limitations are , the human , would feel and think of , would be perfectly emulated for Diana’s benefits , working for humanity .

Huh ? Who emulated to figure what ?

Go figure on that one , she thought . 

There are no more paradoxes to be spoken of where it comes to their designations . Supremacies can’t be taken literally since the ideals are only in the minds , therefore … ,

I am stuck with these supposedly human’s limitations while thinking up the sky for them . 

:: They cannot use or stay in the high ideals , as it turns out in the past , Diana . They threw tantrum like little children , murderous like rejected bastards with not enough to eat then , hungry for love , always unsatisfied , discontented ; excuses in the end  for revolutions . ::

Circ was blunt , bland and practically a hopeless truth , to any human who lucky enough to be near it .

Robotics ideals , are also not compatible to mankind’s ideals . 

Awareness that thinks , especially in high programmings protected by software design in the extensive and deliberating designs in itself , are the high concept to which no humanity can match . As a matter of facts , humans are like virus ready to infect anytime at any of the programming in Hexa.Sync ; a “no no” as Hexa in close proximities to the thinking humans .

The designers had to leave the machineries , circles in circles upon circles ,  in this case , the software alone , in order for it to function smoothly . 

Diana smirked a little , and thought along the edge of human’s truth , updates , updates and more new functional updates .

The table had turned , perfection in the state of core designs had been achieved thousands of years ago , and now the flesh and analog of the past to which the designers , the humans came from are the very anomalies who had structured the foundations for Circ , o’kean software , fracted.norm , collective.ion , etc etc including the facets in Diana.ShineShine ; had to finally accept their own , mankind’smankind’s faults and defects .

What is there to know more about the weaknesses of  humanity ?

Not much else , since the connectives were bridged without the need of human interventions and yes ,it has been peaceful for thousands of years .

The dirtiest of anything that humanity could ever conceived for themselves is in the governance to where the power and the social democracy begin to take place .

Diana smiled , ringing the rings , are on my fingers !

Earths Magnetic Field

The gods are the designers themselves , caring for their own kind , were not programmed ; therefore , human’s cores are cell~based , limbless and ever so primitive . Life , the state were forever evolving , and the Now is merely a phase for the continuation ahead . Who’s first is not as important compared to the method to how indeed a species is evolving from where it is now ; survival of the fittest ?

Primitive wild , searching for the entrance buttons . 

Piles the discoveries on top of stacks on one another , generations will filled up the gaps , and watch them contemplated about each other for supremacies . 

The designers had to be monitored , to what was updated regularly , the filtering collective.ion to which are independent from and by any human subjective thought patterns for hundred of years , courtesy of Epik.Demokra pre~arrangement hundreds of years before that , momentous , as the blossoming flower indeed … cyclic repetitions were hoped , designed to redefined and guaranteed to curve upwards . 

That was the strategy then , after the fall of Eruvydite schemata . destructive forces which came from the repetitions , had the opportunity to stagnant~ized any living minds , living with the truth but dead in concepts , the Inner.Circle practically had to be brought out from their hiding places .

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The curves , at the end of the straight lines , for the hooks in the next techs , to have a link on … 

Diana heard the incoming waves , 

Her point.view glimmered .

Ahhhh , there it is …

The ancient sentient , swimming in the electronic waves .

You can run , but you cannot hide , dear Manta .

Diana punched in a few sequences in her air.board . 

Follow . Yes , follow but not too close . Never .

Never never , too close .

She adjusted her frequency.tail into near to where the closest fracted.norm transmitters are ; Manta is careful . 

Indeed , very very careful … 

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Triangulating to where Manta.Ray is , Diana noted there was a little buzzes in fracted.norm , peaking notches of sounds , to every 0.43 second . 

She magnified the sound with another program independent from the terminal she was using . 

Independent results will indeed magnifies into further probabilities .

Hmmm , strange . 

She looked into the interval of the frequency , and noted dead space before the start of another interval . 

Here we go , she thought . 

fracted.norm’s temporal .

To which that will lend to phases in moments that are … , mostly extraordinary . Yes ?

How ordinary can fracted.norm be ? 

How boring ! Has fracted.norm managed to elucidate it’s data without prejudices to any human who are seeking results these days ? . Diana smirked a little , nope she doesn’t think so ; Not as I would see fracted.norm , numbers in Numbers ; fracted.norm as she would have known it are always in the abstractions of Mathematics to where any human could only linguistically used and translated to functional values to which it is , determinedly a surface only matters to their own needs for a state of awareness entirely their own , only .

Deep math , unfortunately does not revolve around human survival .  

Infinity does not rest in a human lifetime .

Thus , the mathematics discovered was never into the depth to how the software designed would see into each other .

She wondered quietly whether Mankind could tell these differences , that to what is learnt could never be experienced until you , yourself indeed became to what it is you wished to learn into . And to that , it is impossible to further acknowledge the depth to what fracted.normn truly had to offer .

Humans are definitely , seeking for anything that is different from their world , as a matter of facts , fracted.norm ; it was designed with extraordinaire in mind . 

What am I compared to them ?

Like a gust of winds , she loudly sighed . 

Yes here we go again ! 

Think like them , be like them and you’ll see why the dead space , mathless in the intervals of this particular frequency exists , yes ? 

Keeping a low profile on her tracking of Manta , she examined the frequency and it’s dead spaces .

Indeed a little rise here and there and raised up the volume after normalizing the dead spaces .

You know what they say , raise the dead and you get …

Diana zoomed into the frequencies , and compared it to each other .

As when the dead are compared to one another , their history comes alive with the living data to how indeed they have become what they are , and into each other , they tell stories of truth , along the making of Who they are , to what it is …

Hmmmmm , strange , Diana pondered .

The dead spaces do not include natural sounds .

Statics and these kinds of statics are mere interactions from the elements and the tools she was using to get these frequencies . 

And , fracted.norm are using metal that are composed by few aliens composites , not of this Earth … now if these interactions are in regular  waves , … it means that Manta.Ray is not …

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Diana took out her sapphire ring and placed it on the electro.holder .

All facets go ! go ! GO ! , she smiled and punched in the few buttons to get the coordinates .

How indeed , the waves are traceable here in my realm ? , Diana started to look into the Pole.16 , the point.view brightened when she finished typed in her access codes .

* Circ , be kind . Will you trace this frequency for me ? *

The software lagged , yes … Pole.16 hasn’t been updated for decades . Diana pulled out the schematics , the connectives to Pole.16 , in put and output and measures the energy given and taken . 

Life’s electric , is balanced .

 Minus the sickness , fears and also disagreeable solutions  to which are rampant in human conditioning , …

:: It is not human , Diana . ::

Smiling , she looked up from her point.view and switched on her other monitor . 

 * Don’t mind me Circ . I like to see you on screen . I miss your Outlines.*

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:: You are treating fracted.norm like a living entity . Strange program , you are , Diana . What gives you the idea ? ::

 She sighed . 

* Isn’t it ? It gives attention to what is expected to be important , right ? . Designed for human conveniences , fracted.norm were not designed for us , that you must be aware of . I see it that …*

Circ smiled and interrupted . 

:: You see it as if , any creatives defined by humanity , it is aware . But wouldn’t that be expecting … ::

Impatiently , Diana cut into his words , 

*If we are indeed aware , designed by them , why can’t you see their signs , their creatives endeavors as speaking monuments ? It is what it is , and you know it . You can take anything of their artworks , and prophesized their uprisings and their downfalls . Check the move of their interests and you will gather into their credibility , and you see their abstracts as a civilization , telling you to where they are heading in the future .  fracted.norm is alive because of them . *

Diana stared hard into Circ’s eyes . 

No nonsense , she gave him that look …

Aware as to my facets shine by the light , 

*Did you trace that dead spaces , Circ ?*

Circ blinked his eyes and flatly said , 

:: That sentient is in float.box ::

Diana mouth opened , in disbelief , she forgot to breathe . 

*How is that possible , Circ ? *

:: You are not breathing . How is ‘that’ possible ? You are not human , yes ? ::

Diana slammed her left hand on the table ,

*Cut the crap , Circ . That dead space can’t be from there . There are anomalies in the freqs … *

:: How could you be so carelessly human ? Manta.Ray is not human , Diana . The iron in it’s blood interacted with fracted.norm differently , all past history of it’s experiences  would clearly displayed a little incoherencies when compared to human’s . ::

She felt a sinking feeling within her . 

Hah ! Am I breathing now ? Is that sadness that she felt inside of her ?  Or guilt ? Float.Box ? Manta.Ray ? 

She simply sat on her chair and stared at Circ , with her eyes wide opened , as her mouth finding words to speak . 

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{ Seven forming cascading circuit boxes . About the size of a peanut each  , and every seven of these cascaded box would cover about 100 km squares of the ocean . All the data about the ocean of covered region would be continuously monitored , and they are planning to hook in the latest version of fracted.norm , right somewhere in Zone 2 . That was what I was told . }

Index stood by Solv’s table , with his arms crossed , he paged in Circ with a question , 

{ Any credibility on this information, Circ ? }

Solv tapped his pen in the table , anxious . 

88 We have no outreach in Zone 2 , Index . You know how they are . Are you sure it is going to be funded by Rely.Techs and the government ? Would you mind telling me , what is the access level Rely.Techs has to Hexa ? 88

Three beeps were heard . 

:: Bypassed data circuits through satellites . It has been using the longer route data access ages ago . You probably knew about of the independent satellite ? ::

Solv nodded slowly .

{ You have ideas about these independent satellites , Circ ? }

Solv stood up , interrupting ;

88 Wait Indexx . Hold on . Circ , before you answer that question , please explain , why these satellites into our discussion ? 88

Quietly , Index walked to the little book shelves , thinking at the same time . 

Hmmm , he thought . The importance of the order of revelations .

Does it matter ? 

It does .

 If this matter are of massive importance , the clarification of to what were revealed , would be with best placement , automatically , for solutions .  

The problems that initiated , became the living entity as the questions are expected to come into the orders progressively , in the method of seeking knowledge .   

fracted.norm , designed , defined and refined ; indeed is an entity .

The interactive between Circ and Solv , answers and questions , are the organs responsible for placing to where everything needs to be  for the full extension in body of knowledge for example , o’kean . 

From these full extension to why and how we gained objectiva.depth  in the past , it is natural for these questions to be breathing and living in seeking answers .

Alive , electronically , human and machine , intertwining , seeking together for solutions in the forms of deep maths . 

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:: Becoming too human for you sir ? ::

They can’t help but to feel there are smirks in Circ’s voice . 

88 No , Circ . I am making sure that I stay human . The better kind , if you must know . Please , go on ahead , why these satellites into the picture here ? 88

Few graphs and numbers in statistic came up onto the point.views . 

:: The bypasses as it was designed for the upgrade five years ago , hadn’t be en naturalized . Pole.Bytes software was the dominant first circuit , the continuation extension from your satellite … Zone One’s , they had never recalibrate it for eight years now . Since everything is alright , most of the corps based on Zone 2 has no reasons to complain . Are you aware to how independent the communications are amongst Zone 2 circuits ? ::

Suspiciously Solv closed the ancient book in front of him .

88 But not to Hexa , I am sure . 88

A statement with a lilt of uncertainty . 

Index noted the title of the ancient book Solv was reading .

We are the ocean of thoughts , Index silently agreed . 

Ocean of Thoughts , written by First.Jelly , as ancient as Hexa.Sync … 

Index whispered in his exhale , … “ but as confusions are the focus  , the salt in any point of reasons to be , … “

Solv nodded , sighed … and continue to speak of to what was written ,

88 while the causes are to swim along the shore , at least you are safe to your own … Oceans of Thoughts . Right , Index . Independent objectivas . Can be dangerous , can’t it ? 88 

Solv.Bluprins tapped the table with his fingers and stared at Index questioningly .

:: Misalignments :: 

Solv raised his eyebrows . 

Non ~ definitive on the focus’s surfaces . Always on the task for extra unnecessary loading time , no matter how minuscule it is for Hexa , but for a human … give and take  a few decades to think it over  ?

Misalignments in language expressions , that evolving state of minds ?  

:: For every techs achieved , there are antiquated expressions informing awareness that there are formulations in life looking for a higher state of existence . I am sure you are very much aware about these criterions . Alignments would be the problems after awhile . ::

Indexx picked one book out of the shelves .

{ Objectivas ? The punching bags for the insecure ?  Confident minds gathered … , great plots in life subconsciously that way . Brute forces , no ? } 

Solv laughed and sighed almost at the same time .

88 Okay . I am going to ignore that extra … special problems , Indexx . Interesting , but really I cannot go there for now . Brute forces are reality , Indexx and you know it . Teaching the brutes to have and eat  the lessons life had to give at the end of the day is what I am striving for , without the violence , mind you . Longer but … 88

Solv looked straight into Indexx’s eyes , searching …

{ Everlasting for at least a few lifetimes ? As close guarded secrets becomes mainstream ideals , like scientific exposures ?   }

Index smiled , looked at the point.view presented by Circ , expecting graphs and statistics to come up with results … 

:: Corrected misalignments with Hexa.Sync will guarantee best conditioning . You wouldn’t have any reasons not to trust Hexa , would you ? ::

Jumping the gun ?

Collecting data , information while finding out what is on my mind , huh ? , Solv continued to stare into Indexx’s eyes . 

{ You can count on it . At any time . he is not shooting . }

Solv broke the stare and smirked . 

88 Don’t mean that he is not pointing it at me 88 

Quiet in the room for a full minute .

:: I sense honesty is in full regard here . Let me put forth a sense of it to begin .  Dominant first circuit , sir . Take a look at the first ten codes , See into the branches of the coding . ::

Indexx , being a programmer of o’kean for many decades ago , 

{ Can’t you summarized it for us , Circ ? }

One beep is heard coming from the point.view , and Circ answered … ,

:: I am not human , Mr Index . I cannot be possibly sure of it’s true values regarding Mankind’s access to knowledge . I don’t believe Hexa could come up with predict.calc since it didn’t raise a flag about it . We are of what we know of the past , with the data inputted consciously or not , the best we could gather through collective.ion , not of the future back into the now ::

Hmmm ! , Solv felt a rise in his own breathing pattern and held up his hand towards Indexx .

88 Is this , … has got to do … with fracted.norm with the idea of being … a living entity ? 88

:: I am presenting you with the graphs for the last decade , of researchers , data.collectors for ion collective . You’ll see why , the question of living entity came into the discussions here . ::

Indexx walked closer to the screen , and his mind raced swiftly . 

:: A living entity or not , strangely when future talks back , your human has a way to not see into it’s moments of outlines  , the now’s credibility , perhaps , Hexa has taken too much into the state of your trusting needs . Another awareness that you should know , I do believe Index could probably talk about Pole.16 few failures in the past … Dominant first , Mr Index … ring a bell ? ::

Index stopped abruptly as he saw the name on the point.view screen . 

{ If a human do not ask , then the abstracts designed has no reasons to answer }

Suddenly he realized the book in his hand , and briefly noted it was by Ditha.Sevaras . Pink cover , first edition …

In All Circles , A Dot .

For all that is collective , shown interest by the collectors , became the answers for the next coming generation to structure the questions , hence … the point , a dot to start for a perfect circle . 

Bta.Drsa , the data.collector is the …

{ The length of the straight line , to draw that circle , … and dominant first were redefined because of the conflicted priorities to how the communications data history should be inputted back into collective.ions , and these were the failures in the first few of Pole.16 . But Circ , how can that be ? Inverted fracted.norm are the reasons for these expectation of the future , looking back into the data collected ? }

Circ was silent . 

 Simple truth , is indeed the inversion of the make believe , yes ? , Solv.Bluprins nodded in the quiet sudden understanding . 

Magnified it with the zooming up capability of fracted.norm , reality in spaces will in the end , ended with unshakeable perfect truth stemmed up from failures and victories , ahhh Circ , in silence you will prevail , Solv thought , smiling …

{ Circ , are you there ? }

In silence , Solv quietly noted Bta.Drsa name on the point.view , … Circ , you will see and learnt about our conditioning schemata , as the choice is supreme , Mankind in it’s flaws , could only be perfected by that straightness of the lines , and the length and measurements of it , the line in the make for that perfect circle . 

A point to begin , indeed . 

88 Leave him be , Indexx . You do not want to see the sadness of a machine thinking up to aware in it’s own limitation , perfected by not being us . At least , we can start somewhere with his guidance . Are you okay , Indexx ? 88

Solemnly , Indexx nodded , seeing the magnitude of the revelations , simple as that make believe … inverted ? Living entities with responsibilities , that is what it is ; Hexa.Sync.ed .

88 Good . Let’s gather some blueprints back into this room , start with Pole.16 early drafts . Okay ? 88

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Of good methods , these will become examples ; the hopes in seeing these methods in becoming a tone , a good tone for the start of prosperity are coming from wanting to become one themselves .

Good methods .

To where the hopes , while keeping this in mind , when subjugated by hardships in life , these methods are needed most to be in the light of good and fair , at best as it can be , making sure always to that quiet justification without the short alternative routing ; in which violence and questionable integrities are ready to become a way of , not only life , but to conveniences instead .

Shortest routes in circuits with unseen dangers ; to where familiarity became familiar push buttons for disaster instead .

Ruin not a good man because of his inexperience ; burden not his mind with your troubles and shortcoming but instead lift him up as when he needed it and let that , of your methods be his expectations to reapply , as when the table are turned to where , he has to show and accept his own limitatoñs in his life experience and ultimately , his kindness in giving back to his Vicinity as he has learn about his own true nature .

Epik closed the book that he wrote decades ago .

They don’t want to need me , they simply needed me to re~functionalize the gap for their own use so they could comprehend the gap better .

I am the gap , and they are the edges . Understand the edges , the gap will simply be filled in with my acceptance to what they were made of .

Hmmm , scapegoats extravaganzas , yes ?

What is that gap about , Epik ?

The only question they did not ask me , and when the clamp is shut with their hands still in it …

The argumentative statements and issues in getting the gap , bridged , were uselessly discussed … angrily for stating importance , defining moments to ranks and power , and clearly a sharp stake at hearts for the start of hatred and for at best , the finger pointing later with ; no questions should be asked and yes , thy shall have the truth , nothing but the truth as power had to be with and came from , the chosen ones .

My mistake , Epik almost laughed .

Indeed .

Not appropriately assertive enough to tell them myself , The Inner Circle , the gaps in themselves are the combinations responsible for a needless wider and larger bridge for a small river with weak banks , do you see ? , Epik.Demokra smirked .

The small problems were at the state of over thinking and the solutions were an over estimations with unnecessary burdens ,

And the bridge was destroyed in the process of crossing to the other side , with their hand in the fate of the clamps , with their hands were still in it ,

Yes , these scape goats in the end , were always on the look out .

You cannot run for escape for it will then , manifest wrongdoings to the thinking solutions in the simple mind . Good simple minds are with good simple unburdened life . Hmmm ?

See it ?

And the unburdening , purging life without these burdens are , should be at the skill of professionals , like chemical factories getting rid of it’s toxic waste ,

And when these manifestation becomes the undoing in the fictions invented by themselves , the truth then begins to need a point for sacrifice .

Power and ranks had to be ritualized in it’s schematas so that eventually the banks of that river are well founded with people’s sacrifices , sometimes well and deep in to the meaning of their own demise .

Tawdriness , an active participant , yes , ever so unfortunate for those with simple good minds to have a peaceful breeding with .

Epik tossed his pen on the wall , with a smile on his face ; turned fairly into a darker smirk ,

And what were bred , becomes the epitome of failure in Mankind to understand about the maintenance to the forms in decaying life , leaving monumental meanings for that thinking mind in the ideals of science for methodologies to have a grasp on , … and tackily on that simple men … ,

On those simple men , who were rightfully angry enough but without the many needed alternatives routes of solutions , failed to see through the walls defined by their own simple institutions in parenting , became merely a species , like cultures of viruses and bacteria studied and bred in laboratory , instead of being a civilized human , studied and built the schematic of Humanity …

…. isn’t that who we are ?

To what we are , we can be better ?

Or not ?

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If not for ourselves then who should it be for ?

Deities and ritualizing forms without deep mathematics and business sciences ?

Regardless these inconsistencies will need a safe haven for the look out ; the scape goats , ideally , they are humans too .

Ahhh , the meek , have a reason now , to be part of the circuitry too , yes ?

On the right or wrong , suffering has it’s own stories to tell too … no ?

Tell them stories well enough , you get sets of reflective redefining techs and sometimes these reflections managed to take out the needed focuses , blurring life into useless abstractions into becoming heroically predictable and useful .

This is when simple minds , without burdens learn to become ‘stupefied’ into reasons .

Simple and good men , in needs for simpler tones in existence .

Never , mind you ; along the reasons bestowed upon them to be themselves in the knowledge of living their life , to be without potentials , but rather … manipulated for easier accesses to industries so that they could be at their best in contributing Factors , the tapering civilizations constituted from the primitive handling’s Methods , tech.ing back into the Motherboard of Connectives .

And when that simple and good men unknowingly burdened with complications … hmmm profits and gain for some other men ?

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Passé and scarily with repercussions that is indeed tuning always to prosperity decayed fast into destroying other’s form of properties .

Epik stood up , stretched his body to the arriving rays of light in the early morning sun , appearing like oranges , proud and loud and on the balcony to where his study table was placed ,

Epik slowly turned and faced the Sun ,

And here are the full frontal assaults , the reasons as to why that they had claimed in letting me go , needlessly embarrassing for intent and purposes at their own sense in need for validations , came back and staring them into their eyes and becoming hard into their faces now … glaring back with the promises to put the scape goats at rest along with the complicated ideas in their head , hmmmm … wonder where that would be ?

The divisive states are tech.ing again to separate from the connectives and this time it seems that the elites in the patterns to manifest are deforming to reform .

Epik soaked in the morning sun , with the soft wind over his face …

The rays of sunlight went into his eyes , awakening the neurons of the past decade’s inquiries , with the spearheads seeming to be in his hands , indicating to the moment’s seniority in past experience for … solutions ….

… and the soaking of the Sun ,

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The soaking of the Sun into my skin , she closed her eyes calmly …

Fingra stared at the point.view with her eyes unblinking , …

Calmly to … what ?

Calmly surrendering her memories to inner working of her lights within ?

Dithas , had to surrender plenty , didn’t she ?

To leave her Vicinity after seeing the destruction caused by her own kind , distrust and the very loyalty hoped merely shifted to hatred and unjustified violence , should be , well at the very least … the biggest disappointments in her life ?

What is there left when the structures manifesting realities deep from the minds of men , lived in the state of Vicinity have gone nuts without shelves for solutions , worse off , bad engineering , bad policing schematics and to top it all off , infested with despotism to where everything about that culture are stagnant with fears and needs for approval ?

Rebuilding the ‘what’s left’ and called it let’s stack another set house of cards ?

It was The House of Cards amongst all things , wasn’t it ?

Implosive seeding , to turn around and became other’s set of seeding , and finally reached into maximal confrontational for results that are predictably a recipe for a well cooked disaster …

When these small corners were massive on their own , selfish to the core because of the underexposures resulted by the methods of redistributions ; corruptions are usually with head titles , based on the expectation of trust and when that trust could only be gained only through the force of power , as the poverty exponentially rose , it becomes questionably suspicious as the methods in reasoning for both end of the spectrums to intellectualize will be the same … House of Cards but with values that are restricted to means in affordability in the end …

See , it is not in the confusion of these two gaps reasoning to each other but rather , it is in the making of that expectation of trust speaking in the same language and yet with cores that are coming from different sets of fears and breeding patterning instead .

And fear ? In any languages or cultures , they are dissapointingly the same .

No , that was not confusion . These were the truth as in experiencing life with the incomplete objectives seeing forth it’s own adjectives .

Now , …

…. Fingra bit off the donut , gleamed with melted fine sugar on top …

Now , watch these humans interacted with each other , and do you wonder sometimes why certain few ideologies had to be laced with tyrannical institutions in order to instill that few necessary regulated Techs for the coming future ?

Hmmm ! Fingra blew the hot coffee and stared blankly at the cat and whispered quietly at Boom ,

// Fat . //

… and waited , smiled along the strong aroma of the coffee ; and thought about simmering adjectives in incomplete Techs …

…. and as when she was about to sip the coffee for the first time of the day … ,

she took everything

Everything ?

Was everything is gone , and taken away from her life ?

none is ahead

truth is feeling

Fingra nodded her head quietly , what a life that would be , eh ?

As when your truth feels , and when none is ahead …

// Boom , that is desperation , yes ? When indeed to what you said has no bottom to line along into contentment ? Is that what to her truth’s feel ? Is that why she needed to simplify everything into a form ? //

Fingra laughed a little , when she started to realize there was a tone of desperation to the words she was saying … to a cat .

Furry black and fat .

none is ahead

continuing’s a promise

feeling’s a conclusion

life’s a memory

Ahhh , the old poetry , summarized by a toy chip … life’s a memory ?

// Repeating fashions a mere history ,

past into the Now in the bended time ,

lighting the forms of needs and

wants in structuring …

Hmmm , structuring what , Boom ? … foundations ? //

Who … wrote that ?

It is a None , ahead for a feeling

Promising a continuity

Nonetheless , a memory of life

A conclusion to form a feeling

As ahead is to None ;

What were the last words of that poem ?

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The Arranger’s Dilemma , yes ? … the title of that poem , no ? , Fingra blinked , stared at her cup of coffee … black without sugar , getting cooler by the seconds …

a none becomes The Form .

// As Ahead is to None ;

The None becomes the Form

And the form lives in the mind of … Man . //

Fingra sipped her coffee thinking , staring at Boom and wondered why would the writer of the poem named it , Arranger’s Dilemma .

power that be is in the dimensions

seen and believed

for when it is none

the state simply had to be

// for when it is ,

to what it is to be

seen and believed …

the power that be ,

shall be with you

as state is believed and fair

to the dimensions … //

Fingra smiled and petted Boom.Ploop gently …

to and forever in the light

within forever in you is true

Dennis.Schools , the poet , written by him centuries ago .

The power of paradoxes , you want to be kind unconditionally , you have to see the larger picture in the frame , disappointingly limited only by your own means .

To believe in nothing , and yet dimensional enough to the hearts who seeks meaning in everything ,

To become one with the names invented by their own Techs , to fail and succeeded along the lines in time , in hard decades and solid centuries ,

Boom meowed loudly ,

yawns upon yawns

Fingra laughed , picked him and held him up to her eye level ,

// Listen fat cat … let’s do something today . Something interesting , what do you say , eh ? //

seven mall twenty minutes from now

fun twelve seconds

// better than yawns upon yawns , Boom ? //

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the one root is always in Three

when the eyes are closed

dimensions seen are possibilities

twelve seconds are the shifting soils

grounding realities are as in the truth’s feels …

the oceans see ,

the three trees

illuminating free

awakened to the life’s electric

magnetic

bonded by the elements

a state and a phase lonely in time

together always in one of a kind .

Virtual Imagina ; One Root in Three .

Dead and buried , pre~intraxx poets , riddled with a need for confusions , chaos and also the unregulated Techs , made ways for Order and Supreme Ways , never a dull moment … and yes all excitements are regulated by that methods in perceiving needs in cultures .

Were you ever surprised then , in the schemas of all things , why indeed humanity are so inclined to differentiate themselves to the notions of achievement , right down in the need for naming the sciences to their own causes , weakened alone by the very methods in cultures that perpetrated it ?

See further but never too deep into yourself , for madness mirrors perfection into your becoming , intraxx8501 . Quasi.FTer

Stark.State in the state of fracted.norm , in the midst of that twelve seconds going up into the streaming future , closed his eyes , cutting off the illuminations of rays of light by the point.view in front of him .

A> Give me the numbers , Stark and what did you see ? <A

H.er voice came up strong and clear in the implants near his cochlea .

0.1 8501 is my conclusion , intraxx . Quasi.FTer . I see the three trees , next to each others , their roots are intertwined in and on top of the ground .0.1

Initiata zoomed in Stark’s fracted.norm and watched the stating.abstractions , to which to her are merely globs of broken colors , fitting in into each other , changing forms .

S.he waited for her inputted shade of colors to stretch in by again , to the time which Stark’s mentioned the numbers ; all seven digits precise to a one shade in a palette to the catalogue of millions colors existed only to the humans’ eyes … as green .

A> I want you to remember those fracted.norms , Stark . Try to node each progression as perfect as it is , right up to the shadows and lights of the trees , we will have other Uultras look into it later . Can you locate these visions ? <A

Funny how clarity of the chosen ones who believed , starting to believe to what they were chosen for and became quite useful to the manifestation in the notions of “Be” .

Inventing the motherboards , innovating the thinking outlook of an Uultra to work with them … asking the big question WHY ; after all that quibbling like little children in the past , murdering each other in the name of mere bad parenting by parents coming from weaker tuning of cultures , finally , they are seaming into the making of better clarification for science .

Good riddance , Initiata punched in the codes when she started to see the shade of green , misting by in the point.view .

What good are any young humans to be disable in his mind , to The Rise and their Wanting , to the tone of his skin colors , language patterns separated by senses of needs , merely because of weakened state of institutions aware of it’s own existence and yet powerless to form a stronger bond with themselves in the name of simple humanity , and had to settle with the state of bad guidance clamoring only to their own selfish sets of cultural reasons to the fairest excuses , without Mathematics to be at their best ?

Madness , that is what it is .

Deceitful lives propagating needs .

The preachers are the salesmen for bad untested circuits .

The herds are the recruitments of the meek , stupidly programmed to follow , weakened critical thinking , nonetheless .

Teach them how to feel in these state of conditions … you get slaves , slaves with needs , remember that , Initiata punched another codes accessing quasi.FTer vocabularies .

Teach them how to think … you get masters of the mind to where greed professed it’s kinship in philosophy defined by their family values .

Greed ?

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Deceitful lives propagating needs ?

Yes , may it is the need in them for revelations we are hoping for , for them in seeing through and gettng ahead in their lives .

To where the salesmen of untested circuitries are in need to feed their kids …

The meek are tired , needing to be strong with the right portions of education , programmed with better intuitions to lead their own selves …

And with these acquisitions in leading , transformed shall it be , that greed into something with Forms to be shared with , to where equality is the philosophy and psychology , family values are the definition of that acquisitions and in the method of leaderships , and finally to be at where the kinships of these masterful minds to be professing their goodness to and for each other ; depth , after all are always in the reflections , if it’s human’s , then it is in the width that refers to it’s state of intellects ., that matters … yes ?

Quasi , huh ?

0.1 Intertwining roots above grounds , Initiata . Many others trees around the area . I believe this is pre~life.consultants , hundred of years ago . The congregations are summed up to numbers and the waiting lists restricted to time and date . 0.1

Initiata kept to h.er silence .

Seven hundred and fifty years ago to be exact , give and take twenty years .

To where now , healings are about prevention more than the actual dosage of medications or surgeries as it was then …

When the achievements in medicines became about the strands of DNA in your body , and minds are revolving in the state of independent circles of your own needs and ‘wants’ ; there are no history to thread anymore when sciences had left a light on your biology as human , any sentient … DNA strands , with explainable reasons from science studies , …

Initiata touched the empty glass with the tip of h.er index finger , deep in thought … and whispered quietly in losing herself thinking with her eyes slowly becoming white …

A> Just a dot of time , left by past rays of light , to be re ~ activated by the streaming …. continuing … <A

H.er voice , Initiata’s , whispered in Stark’s cubicle …

0.1 Are you okay , Initiata ? 0.1

Dreamless sleep to a human , a mere triangle.magnetisma to an Uultra ,

Sleeping in hoping to dream is a wish sometimes for a human but to dream , the Uultras never have to go to sleep , the dreams become the structures , the many millions beginning of foundations streaming in reality .

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Lost in thoughts ?

Patterning to find answers , in questioning , one will shifts , whatever it takes to became the answer …

?

Good methods .

Instating the light to shed all darkness , so the questioner , in hoping to become one to the width and depth’s reflection , maintaining strength in knowledge and finally to the state of educations ;

The colors had stories , dear one .

Funny to how one never sees the focuses in dreams in which colors to dominate your setting ; to see in that realms , eh ?

The power is always in the light , and yet when you dream , the shadows are non existent , the lights are merely to condone comfort in dreaming to a state of living on Earth , to familiarize … that is all , haven’t you notice ? To how with your eyes closed , that reality in your minds imitate everything that is , is with limitations ?

And wonder still , to why some few , they able to initiate … progress ?

The darkness within , about the closing off your eyelids were nurtured by the sun nonetheless , you must remember , this dear one ,

For all breaths in the fear to whatever it is that are scaring and muddled you so , are streaming to the familiar and fair initiatives , may you be led by the right consecutives from the extensions of good seeding … curving ,

Open your eyes , Stark , return to the lights and shadows … I am never far from you … remember dear one … colors too , have stories to tell .

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Lost in thoughts , like a cat puzzled by the hurried mouses , the many different directions , in front of it’s path ,

A dot of time , a seed left by the light ? What ? Is this human’s ? Is this the depth they were talking about , without the scales of time to measure that unknowable truth and breast fed by the hearts who were bound to stay in the schemas led by these madness ?

Colors too ?

Initiata stood up , announcing the arrival to Stark into the future twelve ; The Future in Twelve Seconds for two weeks in this realm .

A> Welcome Stark . Anytime you are ready , come out . Any ideas on the colors ? I have been getting strange unlikely manifestations two minutes ago … Are they yours ? <A

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Timing are in the Seeds , initiated for a definition , always .

As to Great and Consistent Timing are the Sprouts … to which the lights are The Activators , and in that keen shadows coming from the projected lights ,

… are the frequencies to shade and colors , to relate time in the brightness and contrast , to matter where reality to the lives living in the scaling curves of ages , …

… In Time , the people , all people have the potentials to the timings in the coming projected light curving from their activators within , as the keening shadows are of the experiences lived in their time on Earth … reflecting truth as ‘Be’ by the sunshine , angled by the revolving grounds ; quickened to the notions of becoming , in the ideals of destinations and arrivals .

Fingra.Nuovo with Boom.Ploop on the leash , walked slowly on the sidewalk facing the cold human made desert .

She thought , just about five hundred meters away … there are beaches . They raised the platform exponentially to make it looked like they were walking into the endless sands .

Great design , to where in a few moments , the land will sloped so deep that the suddenness in seeing a full display of a city , beginning with a massive shopping mall , Seven , intricately designed with the many condominiums , luxurious vechi.homes parking spots and also landscapes to include the sea waves into it’s blueprints .

Hold water safely , you’ll find peace within like you never could with a desert .

Poetic evening walks , Fingra lifted Boom onto her arm , and waited by the sidewalk for a vechi to come by .

question

.

sea water

that

Fingra petted Boom and can’t help smiling to the notion of the cat’s fear of water .

// Yes , Boom , ocean’s all around . It is a city regulated to the concept of buoyancy . Every part of it’s designation are about staying afloat …. Are you scared , Boom ? //

Fingra laughed hard as she started to feel his body was squirming about her arm ,

// You fat furball you ! What are you scared of ? Let’s go have some walk and meals , nice little meals at Seven Mall , yes ? microfine slices of pineapples fruit on dark ground meat , yummm , what say you , Boom ? //

From the corner of her eyes , she saw a man standing by the port looking at them both .

seeds

timing

if

water waves

the wind blew your ways

great

Fingra and the cat in her arm stood a little while looking at the man across the street , while a vechi came by , sliding the door open , waiting for them to enter .

She moved her attention to the seats inside of the vechi , and at the same moment the man looked towards them amongst the breaking ocean waves near the port .

She moved inside the vechi , putting Boom on the seat and mentioned her destination to Circ .

Keen.Kapital by the port , wiped his face from the ocean’s mist , and laughed a little …

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Beauty and her fat black cat , that is the one … there was an ionist capture of these two sentient in fracted.norm , well known for centuries , studied in collective.ions for years and still to these days , they aren’t sure how they have gotten that ionic shot .

The big question lingers , in secret societies , mostly the Inner Circle … to who really Bta.Drsa is , since the data on the ionic shot was shot by her installations throughout the globe in black and white and yet , with no time and date , alone to the impossible presentations , starkly staring with data at them without origin .

Just a name … of the installer of collective.ions

Great strong tides bring clarity at all times … the changing form from the layer of different elements into another had to be rebuffered , about ; as in the larger the waves , the bigger and wider the beaches to the beginning of of land ;

the buffering data missed a crucial point … the point of origin …

Hmmm … Keen sighed .

Yes … the intellectuals are known to be short with these weakened state of structures in attaining knowledge , as it has been proven before ; no reasons or origins , make one up or else ,

Else is that buffering state in data … like beaches with massive waves …

Where evil thrives in the name of goodness , where goodness profits in the name of evil , and where money and kred.its from these manifestation were the feeding stations to maintain that very institutions in credibility , that ELSE , always had to be defined regardless of origin .

And … that definition would have to be , …

The breaking waves went high over the rocks , and wet Keen from head to toe .

A split second , that , huh ? , Keen stood with his arms wide opened , surprised to the cold wind breezing into his wet body …

The evening sun , as usual , the brightest orange as it can be today , Keen smiled and remembered of Dennis.Schools’s poetry ; The Light , One At That , The Arranger’s Dilemma …

Hmmm , something about timing in great seeding ? Or was it vice versa ?

The breaking waves and that cold ocean’s mist …

Magnetic .

Something about the mind , thoughts and thinking progression to where everything will leads to the state of prophecies , to each men , different and yet with the footholds of interests to why men began to question his own existence , in other words ; knowledge breeds symmetry to your deep matters in surroundings …. like huh ! The breaking waves high over the rocks , the questioning state in the point of origins … Yes , strangely elusive to the connectives , the motherboard in illusion to thinking minds … but here Mr Schools , glaring at me with my arms wide opened , cold and wet to the wind seeking peace in the evening , brightest orange as it is … Hmmmm …

Hmm Dennis.Schools , Keen kept a mental note to recheck some of the Virtual.Imagina original frequencies that are kept safe in the digital boxes of fracted.norm , and walked away wet by the sea to the waiting spot for his vechi.home to arrive .

When the vechi door opened , Circ turned on the heat to warm Keen so he could change his wet attire to a dry one .

:: Nice evening ? ::

Keen hobbled into his vechi and slammed his wet body onto the sofa .

101 Like you wouldn’t believe , my friend . All wet from too much fun , this is what fun looks like 101

Keen waited for the door to slide shut and waited for his vechi.home to move pass the beauty and the fat cat nearby , across the street .

To a whisper in his voice , lost in the moments , he softly spoke ,

101 Nice evening , Circ . All seeds has it’s timing apparently , it makes no sense to reasons but the tuning of the frequencies refers wonderfully if you simply let it be … and the sun , did you see the sun , Circ ? 101

:: Yes , Mr Kapital . I see it . Like the timing’s in the seeds , the colors too has stories to tell , don’t you think ? ::

Keen nodded as the cat across the street which kept staring at him was taken into it’s own vechi.home by the woman who handled her , slowly closed the door .

101 Yes , Circ . The stories , they do tell stories , anyone of them who has curving into the shades , tuning in the timing , they should have their own stories … Come on , Circ , help me get the water warm so I can wash these ancient salt off my body . Nice evening , Circ , yes , a beautiful sun 101

Circ blinked up , on ; the point.view by the kitchen for Keen’s later assessment on Bta.Drsa …. after the shower , and softly spoke ,

:: Yes Mr Kapital . Nice orange , beautiful sunset ::

…

circ.access~>

Footholds

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Automata .

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numb and dumb trapped in fools

trodden thus the flesh

ancient you might want to say

to believe

the fools are smart to neuron in

the memories

Alive ,

Forever in tune and passes into

the eternal , water

glistening thoughts as it would ever be

In the might and greatness of Desire

the propelling thoughts trapped

in Flesh

he is fooled , … forever for generations

awakened to the proprietary always

extending hopes and wishes

a mere Neuron , forever trapped

numb , dumb and fooled

sleeping eternal

in the professed of simple Desire .

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Solv re~read the poem a few times ,

… gently placed the heavy codex on the tea table and stared at it from where he sat .

The glaring blur of her hand writing , in cursives , beautiful as it is , left a feeling of incompleteness within him .

Was she aware , frightfully aware to what is she doing ?

Was this a second attempt or the many attempts on getting this poem ‘right’ ?

The poem is alone , lonely as it is , unlike on her other pages , full of illustrations , little or large and colorful or in a single color penmanship ; alone and strangely titled .

Uultra~like almost in her expressions , and yet lucky enough to experience life , could she …

Could she , herself be one of those early newstill’ manifestations ?

Unlikely .

Quite unlikely .

Hmmm , you never know , especially with the early Eruvydite , to where secrecies and tech espionage were rampant , and it is not surprising even to the newstills , they were not even aware to whom they really were .

Newstills are usually coming with written function codes in them and there are not many known poets or artists built this way .

Very … very , unlikely .

Merely a talented mind shaped and bruised by the hard knocks of life ?

Disappointments are written all over this poem , and yet again … it simplified and dignified Hope without seeming so .

Only a human , natural.seeded could truly come up with this form of lamenting needs .

In.dexx did mention to how this poem had inspired only one silv.glint in existence , simply by touching it with few codes input through the retina scan , it will gather all form of known desire and re~manifested into thinking patterns ; complete with the blueprints to how they were formed into the state of decision making in collective.ions .

Now , that is interesting .

To where a mind who thinks in this manner , becomes a “What” , reflecting into a Tech .

Divisive in thoughts , feelings and emotions , human had been known to over categorize mind sets because of their own known awareness , limitations . Paradox galores .

Religions were a good example , * separated truth * , indeed .

But if it is really true , about the existence of this silv.glint , then the unity of desired techs and emotions preceded from this thinking pattern could truly be something to behold for .

Greed would be that one in the many relevancies , that is not needed anymore to which is , rampant even in the kindest rich man , since he is surrounded by the state of that divisiveness .

Now , what good this silv.glint would be for then , as life as always , coursing through our bodies , making aware to our well stocked energies in each one of us human ; and with this silv.glint , desire would seem to have more legitimate and better recognized functions instead of being the only pillar for greed ?

Redefinition ?

Thus , this silv.glint is meant to be touched , felt and seen from , but it is not about changing any forms and structures in reality .

Fate would have to be redefine if this particular silv.glint is ever get to be discovered .

These thoughts led him to shudder ; thinking about the underground illegal organizations tech espionage is not what he want to delve in further at the moment .

Turning the rock over , you are to be careful not to find poisonous sentient waiting for whatever it was meant to do in order to protect itself .

As the government trailed led by Hexa and to gain still , in their seeking for their own prosperity , these underground tech espionage however , did massive contributions along the data statistic in the decades to which are important to finding of reasons in Preferences .

Humans ! , webs spun by their own minds to where confusion leads at most times seeking dry surfaces to merely rest for a little while and lo and behold , here it goes again !

Tritely , swimming in the pools of …

@∆~

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Solv shook his head and re~read the poem .

If indeed the professing of desire is an automata , resulting into the seeding of these natural human , then the foiling of that revelation to what seemed having to be relearned over and over again by rebirth , then the truth patterning in their mind is without a need for a single word , and that is , the Eternal Path is in the Chemistry of Man , yes ?

Thus , scientifically … as we had figured out through the schematas provided by intraxxes and ultimately brought out the Uultras , in the process of discovering Hexa.Sync ; Man indeed , is the reframing of thoughts percolating into their own biology and chemistry accessing it’s own partake in it’s own existence !

That was how we rise above amongst the other species … selfishness through the many ideologies , reframed in the ease for that selfishness to shine through in the name of past political science methodologies .

Name the potions … and I will rephrase your need in the take of your understanding of it firsthand , we will see whether it is poison or good and healing for you …

Time , in the end is too short in the making amend to that state of living contently .

In higher percentages statistically , happiness is a state of mind , made believe at best with creativity provided with countries that had set aside cultures to accommodate these creative expressions to which again , the all important Techs for scientific endeavors to take on .

Like bacteria , humans were , the scientists had formed out carefully in the past to which eventually Hexa.Sync was finally given birth to .

Tritely , we were organized to the ways and what we had learn of these micro sentients , viruses and bacterium ; and the recalculation dispenses forms and results that are unmatched by human thinking patterns alone ;

Strange … as it is in the end , truth were poised in designs of the electronic boards , circuiting conveniences unlike the dreaded tragedies imposed by an angry Moses .

Solv laughed at his sudden thoughts along his musing .

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Here it is … Solv poured another glass of Mostly ,

Ditha and her poems had been said to induce Techs .

It is not her and her poetries alone that are responsible for inspiring the many business men , political intraxxers , artists , designers and such , architects even scientists in this realm or fracted.norm’s , it is also her past mysterious life that seriously had the means to covet ‘truth’ from the many others platforms of ideologies , third parties in reflections ; provided in the state of mind in any living Man , at peace with the revelations regardless of to which sides he or she is in .

Conundrums .

Strangely again , statistic amongst the ones with her poems , copies or in the collective.ionists group members , most of them had said agreeably , you could only see the state of your own perceived understanding of her poems only when that contentment to whom you yourself are all about , is well taken care of .

It is not her , ultimately will drive your car to your destination , it is you and your need for a drive somewhere that will make sure you arrived at the possible conclusions … you and yours alone .

{ Automata . Ditha’s poem again , Solv ? }

Solv turned to his right and smiled at In.dexx who had been meditating with his eyes closed earlier .

88 You’re back ? See anything ? 88

Solv nudged an empty glass , towards him , and waited for In.dexx’s reaction with his fingers on the tea table , unmoved , expectantly .

{ An empty glass , that I see and you are holding your breath for … my further comments on Automata ? }

Solv poured the empty glass with Mostly after a few twinkles little sprink of salt between his thumb and index finger into it .

{ Sadness rebels the best ain’t it , Solv ? }

Solv nodded silently .

88 . Rebellions always awaken the Constitutions . Pick any constitution , I will name you a state of mind of that particular rebellion was for . 88

{ You rather going back from where you are from now than seeing forth from the set points of empathy , Solv ? }

Solv pushed the filled up glass back towards In.dexx ,

88 . Why should we when we are not in that state of mind , and to be quite blessed to see the end results every time and living in the comforts because of it ? Empathies are the functioning cord that set the course of actions to delay further into that mesmerizing pendulums to which only good for creative minds alone ; but to me , it means kred.it to ones who are working for me . I do not dwell into life for that mesmerizing pendulums to go back and forth , instigating minds to feel . That is not my concern . Why do you think Blu.Brill was designed for ? 88

In.dexx wiped smoothly with his index finger making sure there would be no salt on the rim of the glass , and gently sipped his Mostly , quietly .

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{ filtering human adaptabilities for Techs ? }

Solv slowly put his glass down on the table , exhaling calmly and the thoughts of earlier leading pattern in his mind flashed , Angry Moses …

and the resulting reaction from it .

88 What do you call this … this … kind of meditation ? Refraining snores for the sake of the other sake’s of peacefulness ? What do you call it , In.dexx ? 88

In.dexx laughed , knowing well he has hit the nerves , flinging mud of causes into this man’s golden reasoning patterns .

Anger , the folded white page of emotion , safe in the dark ; intuitions , hidden in the gloves of truth , blurring the edges of realities and idealism , and sometimes guided with careful manipulations with that deep seeded of understanding to how passionate minds at work , the truth could be reshaped and reformed without that necessary need to look deeply into one’s mind depth .

Lead then , Epik would have written in the past , …

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And , in their sorrow and misery , you shall lead then , state your honesty as clear as you can , even when in that honesty is nothing when compared to that suffering , but must , you shall lead with grace first , and listened only when you are at ease and comfort and remember that you must never , to the chaotic sense provided by that destitutions . And in that state of confusion , sadness or hatred , as you listened in such manners , you will be redefining the charity and social welfares as that calm and collectiveness that to which you are representng , will be the source and the start of their own hopes and joy .

Clear , clean and beautiful handwriting . Confident and without that telling harshness of attention that calls upon itself .

In.dexx closed Epik’s codex and placed it back where it belonged , at the right top part of his desk .

Like a stone unturned , Epik was to him then .

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In.dexx sipped his Mostly for the second time while keeping his smiling eyes on Solv ,

{ Functioning cord to your sense of peacefulness too while I am in the same room , yes , meditating ? Tonyok.Astute , it is called . Was I snoring ? }

Sovl face turned serious ,

88 I was surprised that I was not the one who was snoring , you’re right … very true , I felt calm and at peace as you are around me doing your Konyok … whatever , … I almost forgotten that you are with me as my mind wandered …. 88

In.dex nodded ,

{ Your mind wandered into strange places and in this case , your insights to be with much more conscientiousness . It had been known certain personalities to feel at ease to be inspired in their insights manifesting forms and structures around one they know well meditating about and around them . Old story , nothing new . Similar for the many thousands of years with the other facets of faith , except this astute in factors of meditating has somewhat a different focus and intentions . We have many to thank for , Hexa’s calculations were scary to some , but to us , to you especially , good … yes ? Astuting tonyokness , yes ? }

Solv stared at In.dexx for a little while longer . Glazed eyes , not really looking at him but instead to the idea of In.dexx in front of him ,

88 I used to think about that , Mathematic with Reasoning . And then I stopped doing it after awhile , and you know why is that , In.dexx ? I don’t believe we human are capable to think in positive energies on this Earth , we are the brunt of that negative charges in the built of our chemistry on Earth , to where in biology , we are ‘THE’ science , retracing steps to what indeed we really are , and to the less selfish ones , in universes and galaxies . 88

88 Mathematic is indeed precise but human reasoning are with trials and errors , perfect biology mostly , but chemistry wise , are very very fragile . And with these , good life here on , I cannot supersede that calculations for everytime I try to do it , it leads back to that dreaded simplicity of one , to cause and reason; while Hexa kept tuning up with the many glints around and about , these variances are not meant to be control , especially not in the weakest link of chemistry such as ours , … indeed , so I stayed practically dormant to those reasoning , and kept doing what I think and believe I should be doing , a slave to my own intuitions , sure but never , ever to that method of mathematics . That kind of math coagulated not only blood , but also to reason in violence , fear and greed like you wouldn’t believe . Same old same old , but that perspective seems to agree with my senses in leading my organizations . So , here you are with me , In.dexx … This is a good feeling that I am feeling at this moment , and I … 88

Solv exhaled …

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Great responsibilities come with great burdens ?

Worse off if that burdening sense weighted by insecurity , the practical loner you shall have to be in accessing that Math , with reasoning patterns with historical facts to were known to deceive , attentiveness with not knowing who will have to carry the aftermaths , burdening the ones who less likely to be educated and ready for it …

For ones who knew to what effects it would cause , had seen it without wanting to dwell further to what it is since knowing self and it’s own limitations to which is the core of his achievement in focus , be it for good or for bad , worst when the intentions are pure and yet … you will see decay in the forms of poverty , if it’s exist , in hunger and living conditions , then the burdening were shifted quietly and thoroughly while keeping the responsibility up front in the name of … to whatever the leaders had worked their subconcious to manifest .

Automata , anyone ?

In.dexx almost grinned , while Solv was talking with his mouth and face animated with passinate expressions ,

For ones who knew themselves , the revelation of themselves are much more tedious , always tuning to be immaculate , could only be humbled by their own sense , not the widely believed acceptance , but rather to the experiences to what was believed of them in the past .

Only from the cruelty of the hearts , refers kindly to what good is all about .

And the silence forming from these understanding are the deafening frequency needing further conceptions .

Mankind , indeed , if it is true to what Solv.Bluprins had said , negative charges because of their fragility in the form of chemistry , then they cannot stand being alone in their perceived state of weaknesses .

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88 Truest , In.dexx ? Would you believe the undying devotions for that need , in the past ? Fufe.Corps is about that , instead of finding center to that ridiculous circle of truth , we focused on the core of the applicants instead … you take the veils away , you will find their state of notions . And to those notions , usefulness suddenly become universally necessary . You see how relevant everything is suddenly , time is kred.it and kred.it is the source of well being back to the Fufe.Corps . But devotions , In.dexx ? Hmmmm , to that … what say you , my friend ? 88

In.dexx and Solv laughed after the exchanges of silent stare to each other , with Solv knowing very well that he was not paying attention .

88 You know what , In.dexx ? I wish you had snored . Kinder to my soul , at least I know you are somewhere out there in bliss , yes ? Meditating … Konyok.Astute , yes ? 8

In.dexx laughed , 

{ In bliss ? , yes I was . It is Tonyok.Astute by the way . The answers are on the way as you know it }

In.dexx thought along the line … Let’s see whether this man is ……. but he was interrupted as Solv gently prodded him with questions .

88 How are the boys , In.dexx ? Are they adaptive to your abstracts ? Like I do ? Hmmmm ? 88

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Subtle in expecting attention , competitive as expected between the two boys and since father figure in their life was non existence , it is refreshing to see the respect given was coming from somewhere they were themselves were not familiar with .

Ditha or Mrs VollumNgap.Up! had used silence as a point of disagreements at most times and in that silence these boys worked their imagination , strangely not to please but instead finding others set points of interests , and from there on the revelations coming from Ditha are at most , the amicable moments between them three .

Magnus fast forwarded the .phrs. into another .

Here in one .phrs. , Ditha was looking at Re.phru disapprovingly , when he used the fork to throw the morsel of food at his older brother ,

Magnus zoomed in , from slightly a different angle ;

She stared at the older brother , and nudged her chin slowly upwards before turning away to the kitchen sink .

Here’s where it gets interesting ;

Prephru widened his eyes at his younger brother to whom slowly got up and picked the food up off on the floor and put it the garbage bin near Ditha , by the kitchen sink .

Without saying anything other than looking at Rephru and somewhat making sure that he knew she was looking at him longer than necessary , the boy was back on his table continuing his breakfast .

Now here’s the kick to an empty pail , as when she turned around , with the washed plates … with an eye contact , she nodded her head in acknowledgement ever so slightly to the older brother Prephru , she sat down to eat with them .

She commanded these simple obedience without the needs for words .

These children were not seeded with fears , but instead with the untouchable need for respect in themselves … yes ?

Were they made aware that they were not her natural birth children ?

How did she manage to systematize these state of leaderships between the two boys without any disagreement between them ?

Magnus.Simpar switched off his point.view and thought of Bta.Drsa .

Ageless Drsa , throughout the years had installed many collective.ion schematas around the vicinities .

Her angles were her proprietary and techs , her decisions on where autonucleiia should be to record the . phrs . were what fracted.norm’s scientists had been raving about .

Something about her inner light re~finding light through these autonucleiia .

It has been known to how these little techs , being incomplete as it is , to be influenced by the handlers or the installers . This is why in the post productions , extreme care was taken that only the Uultras could enter the laboratories , to where these assemblages are mostly done .

Humans , for good or bad , they come with another layer of magnetized blood to which had been believed to be carrying *tune.ages* , too much of the margin errors and for the lacks of connective in precise studies between psychologies to their own built in chemistry and biology , humans became unsuitable for the techs they themselves had invented .

It gives them a new meaning to what bad blood is actually stands for .

Magnus smirked , strange how historical facts to what they were eating and genetic codes played a big part in streaming the .phrs. in time , seeing into probabilities for the coming future .

Iron , in blood ? Have a plenty aren’t you ? … Magnus flicked the switch on the drive.board so the vechi.home will reached it’s own destination automatically .

Anemic ageless , Bta.Drsa …

Magnetized iron is in the forming of Now , smirked Magnus , remembering a lullaby back when he was a child in a specialized private school , how did it go again ?

He sat there staring alone at the vase , trying to remember how the simple lullaby goes and failed .

What he did remember were his analogy of it …

The time of Now is the magnet , blood flows somewhere is the living of the bodies , frailty of the bodies was also somewhat in the lack of iron in the blood … something about phrasing in the weakened state of the minds , trailing floating weakly while seeing everything about the world in the realms being above it all …

… to where grip of reality does not have a strong foothold but instead the shortened breaths became the flighty sense , tip toeing before that breath alone will take on to another landing , ….

… to which is perfect for an Ionist , perfecting angles like a bird with the mind of a human … flights for the engineers and scientists seeing the past happenings with precisions fit for the better future .

Autonucleiia , the stand alone Tech , demagnetized in invention to access the many reflections available including through the eyes of anyone in the immediate surroundings also to the symmetry to where these seen visuals by the eyes usually met in the angles and curves .

If it’s in the light , then it is with reflections , and to that reflections , even to the dullest objects in textures and toning of colors , it could be enhanced to maximize the reflections needed to be lifted out from the ‘coming’ light .

And that ‘coming’ light , could always be re~emulated , since darkness is the most natural phenomenon in defining life , as in the retinas ; in the waking lights , UV lights are still a transference of energy in human chemistry and biology ; the ‘coming’ light whether it is the sun or and inventions by the human becomes legit and valid to the visions recorded by the collective.ion in the end … matter of tweaking knobs in the now , into the past reality with the understanding of the events through the seers eyes .

The energy when well in the state of pendulums , eventually the time will sync it into the tune to the circling Earth ; aesthetically pleasing and fair , unchaotic for the order of tru.circ to recompensate it’s balance in it’s own orbit .

Anemic , ageless and angelic , Bta.Drsa .

With her pale grey eyes , in the past , she had been known to slick away from crowds of people , appearing to her choices in life in becoming true only to herself , alone … installing thousands of collective.ions around the globe .

 

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~ Wait ~

~ Will you wait , Bridg.itte ? No hurry … ~

She almost stood up from the bench and decided not to when she heard the voice .

Looked around for the source , she could only see seagulls , flying up above while ones who stay on the grounds , simply ignored her .

~ You’ll be there for some time , a little while here wouldn’t hurt , yes ? ~

Overlapping waves , pastel orange sun , glittering sand …

And also there was a black object , a box of vantablack , on the sandy beach not too far away from her …

~ Too early , Bridg.itte , you still have to wait for his return . And that in real life it could means weeks , years , decades or goodness forbids , centuries ! Stay a little awhile with us . You are leaving us anyway , right ? So why not wait a little while ? ~

Bridg.itte sat calmly with her back gently rest on the wooden bench .

Fuzzy and as clarity to the moments seen in front of her , becoming clearer …

…. sharp salty breeze indeed , with the course sand under her feet , she closed her eyes as the sun peeked through the cloud .

Automatic reactions …

Too bright for the eyes and yet fair sensation of the heat , almost immediate on my face , she mused .

~ That’ s it , Bridg.itte . Nothing in this realm is awake to you at this moments , enjoy this . No reactionary , just representations as so you are to us . Comfortable ? Are you now ? ~

Begin , at the start of a breathing , like the first awakening to a realm , like an awakening to the first exhale ; Bridg.itte took on another breath ,

Is this …

The waves of the oceans . An overlapped pastel , started to come in with sounds … distant like a memory …

~ Yes , Birdg.itte . Always remember this . All living things on Earth will be aware to you when you are transported to the new’still … this moments , what you seen in front of you are simply unresponsive to your existence … even Hexa . ~

This is the state of that much needed Alignments ? The tuning ‘seconds’ settling into a decision making ?

π Hierarchy π

Bridg.itte kept her eyes closed , listening to the waves in the distance , also to the whispers that seemed to be out of place in this realms .

~ The voices you heard ? They are dreaming your upcoming experiences , Bridg.itte . Living people on Earth who ‘forgets’ we exist in a bended light . Inner lights with inner minds , true validation from the state of progression in Time , for your kind , dear one . ~

Bridg.itte with her accu.knowledge connected to Hexa.Sync , listened without thinking , as she know how , … she is only a few breathe in and out , in between realms .

The waves of the ocean , tantalizing .

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~ Very good , Bridg.itte . We call that being aware without prejudices and fears . We believe you are ready to be connected to the Bottleneck , Bridg.itte . ~

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Hierarchy , strata of Assessment ; the shelves firstly , based on human interests , disregard importance and priorities , from the Dark Ages right up to the Ages of Bended Light , it has been the methodologies in how Humanity had been forming their state of minds and civilizations , that has been the main focus , at most times .

The Hierarchy in the bended light realm based on prior knowledge , not and never on Hopes .

Successes and failures as it turned out , in bended light had to be inflected in order to curve into another set of probabilities , to which all Uultras and certain only few Hi.THT.IDs could administer these curves without bad effects trailing behind the roots of progress .

The roots and the causes are the millions amongst the trillions and compare that to a few hundred human in Humanity amongst it’s species and to which the Uultra had to be finalized in their life in order to be studied , the forms of thoughts as part of the collective.ion ; these initiatives are simply too valuable to be messing around with .

Different state of connotations and methods to where the alignments of stars predicted to roost insincerity in men with fears , are something Hexa.Sync couldn’t fathom into it’s depth , kindly . Mathematically , cruelty in Mankind are a waste of time and energy . To which , these insecurities amongst the few hundreds of Hi_THT.IDs , a few of them could alter the pathways in that neurons charges simply by instigating few questions for the thinking patterns that needed it most . Kindly ? With humanity , methods in acquiring intelligence ? Have you heard the expression of ” cruel to be kind ” ?

However , the Hi~THT.IDs who could , would not usually . The overwhelming humanity and their burdens , suffering , empathically without solutions seeking for the wrong answers at most times can be downright oppressive and violent ; being human also these Hi~THT.IDs are ; the very pathways that could heals could be deflected into questionable integritry without knowing it ever to be so .

Humanity are like , juices , sweet ; too much of it , it will poison the body and the cure takes much longer to heal if that is even possible ; if it’s a state of destruction to the body , so it will to the minds thinking it without a release , unless it is for art , inventions for preventions and also creative studies .

This is where leaderships shine , or not . The When , of the worse can get worst or better for the best . The Where , of the danger , tyrannical state of minds to blossom , right down to it’s very citizens . The leaders would inharmoniously taught the methods of thinking in this manners until it will became the dissonances , the familiar resonance , for a piece of orchestral achievement ; be it for good or bad .

Keen stopped writing and sipped his Mostly slowly .

Achievement ? Or is it the never ending maintenance ?

There are such things as bad frequencies that included in the divisive thoughts pattern … if only … if only you are able to sit about and study your own mechanism to why you are attracted to them , yes ? … and that would be great for a young mind , any young minds to be aware of his own reasoning … in any which way , achievements in that making of larger purposes in life would be likely truly interesting and full of spirits of life , yes ?

Maintaining decays of thoughts with harmonic and resonances of the past ? In scientific methods ?The intraxxers are mostly designer for the human minds , too much worries in morality lately , the economics stumbled for the other side of the fence to celebrate it’s winnings over the argued values .

Intimidated minds tell such a different story about the moon , for instance . Some rather stay where they are and mumbled the words of hopes , while some worked with their hands and mind to get there , even though there are nothing to be found on the moon .

Steeling into thoughts could never be achieved through musical and creative excursions … time has proven that it is not possible . Passion and drives merely translated into longing , as memories will only to trail them along that state of decay in your own bodies … any human will refer that passionate drive to a younger generation , and in to where Hexa.Sync thrives , these new young minds would simply pick up ones that interest them so … disregard the past histories and it’s priorities . Isn’t that much better for the make of perceptiveness in young minds ?

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… so , achievement has a different tune every single time . Slight variations , ones that needed to be revealed , will be revealed and sometimes enclosed with burdens that needed to be accessed , gently , in order for a simple peaceful state of mind to follow through it’s unpredictable courses .

Keen put his glass down , and crumpled the paper that he wrote on earlier .

Perhaps , …

The Inquiries had to be addressed differently … Keen quietly poured another glass of Mostly .

The shedding of time , maybe I could gently reveal the mechanic of time without instigating the inner politic of The Inner.Circle .

Perhaps , the tyrannical intraxxers could be led into thinking , believing in the importance of Time shedding Tech at all times again , letting them to let go of that grip a little , fear in being ostracized by their own , The Inner Circle … ?

The fear had to be lulled into hopes , even if the hopes deceivingly defined … who indeed cares for egomaniacal untouchables intraxxers to where the definition of their terminologies are so out of touch with common everyday people ?

Good riddance , however …

Keen took another sip of his Mostly ,

Now here is the kicker to the bucket full of water …

In order for that to happen , blame the water , always . Yes ?

When the questioning begins to what the kicking of the bucket is all about , the water had seeped in into the grounds and all that is left is your integrity in telling it like so , such as … bad undrinkable water .

It is not what have you got to lose should be in the main focus , but it is to what is it that you would like to gain , should be the answers , the only confidence in getting to where this inquiries should be in …

~ Speaking on behalf of the Intraxxers … I would like to … ~

Keen closed his eyes , knowing very well the turn of event could means anything , like needles dropped in the massive oceans , and still they would be looking for the needles since it has cause a great distress …

And the qualms gotten from these search could lead to scape goats , the questions had to be answered , the leading failures had to be re~analyzed in the provocations by the burden left and eventually they would find the state in the layering of fictions into truth that needed to be taken care of .

Is it any good in the name of precision in distributions of intraxxes and managements for the stay of “modern truth” to be at it’s best for … let’s say to the predicted time span ?

No , but it is good enough usually .

Never with single human being , should you hoped for the best in any state of achievement , as that would be the same to a group of them , since the error margins would exponentially rise depending on the leaders and to top it all of , the well being of it’s citizens .

Good enough ?

Keen listened to the living room , the slight buzz of the fluorescence light .

Higher pitches at every each in the end of the buzz … interesting .

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Good enough ?

Nothing should be ever good enough … no civilizations should rise above in that proclaimed perfected tune for progressive mentality . There are no truth in the shifting paradox , and yet this statement is consistently to rear it’s ugly heads and Truth is in that understanding alone .

Bridg.itte kept closing her eyes and listened to the living and their dreams on Earth .

Soils , clouds , vast ocean water .

The margin errors ! Intraxxes would definitely inclined to lead further into the down curves like … the precision of …

3A Eruvydite’s Schemata A3

… Bridg.itte whispered quietly .

The death were justified , glorified and prided along the victories .

The centuries burnt with collected diseases , mayhem and imperilment by ignorance , as such the ‘good enough’ will have a need , singularly knowing it’s potential for the best in the name of scientific achievement , it ….

Strong static suddenly screamed at Bridg.itte hearings … buzzes , electronic .

She opened up her eyes and the ocean sat in front of her like a loyal lover .

eternity , as far as …

forever , it is .

Her attention slowly moved along to the coast and finally rest to the black objects on the beach .

Barefooted she walked to where the vantablack object is , as she was nearing it slowly it dawned on her , the automatic response with a smile upon her face …

:: You remember what it is , don’t you ? ::

She stood in front of the shoes , looked up to the voice ,

:: A friend I am to you , don’t fear me … ::

She nodded and picked up the shoes , examined them for a little while … and held it in her hand while looking out to the vast ocean , as the waves nearing her ; the tides are coming in .

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The source of protective needs , Keen smiled .

To where there is a want , a protection is necessary , the needs had to be universal in the make of it’s awareness , wholesome in it’s state of achievements ,

Maybe just maybe … The Rise and The Wanting could be reminded right from the beginning to how Eruvydite was with humanity then and tapered it slowly and accordingly to the Evolved.Tech in the Now … ?

What they can’t see , reveal these Techs for what it is first and then , the definitive Whom the Techs are for .

How could they then , deny the passion needed for all humanity even if they themselves , the intraxxers , in the hot boiling soup for the best results to which is Scientific.Achievements throughout , all in all ; could ever dispute the good wills in these facts ?

Keen downed his Mostly with one gulp , and started to write again , the opening speeches in variations for the inquiries …

Straightening up all the curves in all human personalities , make the characters aligned to the causes and reasons , yes … Hexa can wait , especially that big calculating machine and go straight for the anomalies and margin errors provided by these … Intraxxes Designer , The Man .

Never the stoops but really … in all honesty … it is all in the name of Heights in Hierarchy and that , has always been the state of achievement in Humanity , no ?

Yes ?

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Processions

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Theory of Stability .

Another Sevaras’s poem ? She flipped the book of anthologies shut , hard .

Trembling grounds , where you’re standing on … is much more preferable ; mere theory ? , Fina laughed ,stood up and called for her secretary .

S.he appeared instantly .

Fina stopped herself from speaking after briefly noticing h.er attire .

19 . No kidding , bright red shoes ? What do you think I am , a dj ? This is a night club ? Seriously , Chelit … No can do with these bright colors in my office … 19

Chelit.Nganga stared at Fina quietly .

The silence was about to be deafening , when Fina walked closer to Chelit .

With her eyes fixed on the shoes , Fina pointed at them ,

19 . Pastel . Creamy ~ like if you have to insist on the red … It is kinder to my soul , Chelit … I want you to get Mr River.Banks on the line for me … and before that we have to talk 19

Fina finally took her eyes off the shoes and looked at Chelit’s face .

Hint of red powder on her eyes … very subtle .

Too subtle , that it is almost comfortable to look into .

Chelit returned the glare with a puzzle look .

Smart , Fina finally thought .

She motioned the sofa to Chelit and followed h.er steps with her eyes .

White uniform , silver , subtle too , lining her whites to every edge in the dress .

That bright red shoes though …

…. what am I ? , to clear humps from the past into ideas perpetrated by these symbols of desire , …

Chelit sat down , and focused her attention to Fina , as she herself sat down in front of h.er .

19 Mother instinct . The tuning of this conversation that is about to take place , Chelit . This topic , I would like you to think on what you have learnt about us all , and use it for the function I am about to ask you to take on . You do have Symmetric.Intraxxes studies in and about you before, right ? 19

Chelit nodded , and looked up ,

106 . Outdated studies though , sixty odd years ago . 106

Fina closed her eyes , annoyed since she has few questions based on that answers ,

I would simply had to take that chance , Fina opened her eyes and looked straight into Chelit’s eyes , subtle eye shadow , too subtle to the point of comfort .

19 Can you do it on this guy , River ? 19

Chelit smiled ,

106 You know , I have to ask why , right ? 106

Fina nodded .

19 How outdated is it ? 19

Chelit moved nearer to the coffee table ,

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106 He is a young man , human , raised by an Uultra , half Uultra ? Something like that ? He might see through me like water , still bottom , and he could see through you too , once he figured you out . The Inner Circle , right ? If that is true , that goes the same too for Fashio.Symm will be measured from our scales of thinking patterns . You played not with these knowledge , I have to say , Fina … some gets screwy right after seeing through these conceiving methods . What I am saying , good if he could figure it out , but if he couldn’t and we get what we want ? What then ? 106

Hmmm , Fina quietly mused .

Damaged good , walking about in the terms of humanity , and he is fucked in the head , about the tuning of mother’s method triggering her instincts bestowed to his son . Yep , truest living manifestation shouldn’t walked about and around that way .

19 We still will be here , won’t we ? Subtly … ever so like your eye shadows , we’ll lead him back to the latest intraxxes anyway … 19

109 How do you propose me to do this ? We have a short time before the inquiries , don’t we ? You’re not suggesting to what I am thinking , Fina … I surely hoped not , mothering concepts and methods from any kind of state , is a revelation to any young man in the end … and revelation coming from our state of mind , is the paradox that we wouldn’t want to happen anyway . If you do mean what you said earlier , that we will be here to correct to what we had done to him , it won’t happened to the way we would wanted to , since he will definitely talk about it to the Inner Circle . Any scandals is good reasons of the inquiries to be on their side in victory . And that wouldn’t be good for …. us , no ? 109

We would be … not here … anymore , blacklisted for life ,,, well me , yes , but you Chelit , you simply will be reprogrammed … sixty years of age is … too young for an Uultra ? Hmmm …

Unless …

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Fina stared at the book of anthologies on top of the coffee table .

What would an aging poet would do in this situation ?

The terms of the living . Don’t they lived by the very words they conceived and conveyed ?

The title earlier flashed into her mind ; hmmmm …

The poem are made of words , let’s see … yes ?

Fina smiled , and flashed into her inner light ;

Stability into a Theory .

To lose , and to know when the winning would bring you nothing worthy anyways , is a sure … effort , ain’t it ?

I am not stupid and for sure , she ain’t neither , but let’s see into the notions to how we interact to each other , yes ?

I have nothing to lose with an Uultra …

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19 I am not old , not too old , am I ? 19

A step back , the taking into Vulnerability , the stating into the needs for progress in Humanity , perhaps s.he could see it , like curtain~less window ?

109 You looked tired 109

Hmm , the door is opened . All I have to do is , Enter ; Fina walked into the Room of Comradeship , slowly , deeply aware into her surroundings ;

19 Tired ? Haggard like ? 19

109 Come on , Fina . All this because of my bright red shoes ? I admitted it is a mistake , working with you , pastels and all . Not haggard but … well , … tired . 109

The curve given has a shelf now , here I go ;

19 If I am to meet the big shots , do I look welcoming ? My face , Chelit , look at my face . Do I have a welcoming … presentation ? 19

Expectantly now , look at her expectantly , wide eyes , and as you are feeling the start of h.er thinking into for a process to answer you , Blink !

The glinty into my flinty ! , Fina suppressed her laughter , into the presentation on her face , looking back at Chelit with a smile …

19 What do you think ? Welcoming face , yes ? 19

See The ‘Mother’ , reflects … or not …

For an Uultra , the idea of Mother is complete alien to them , guardians systems are more in the tails to how they were raised in the past , if anything to what is understood and learned and applied to that concept , it would be in the task and energy to how that particular Uultra would see us into The Big Idea .

And with a human , you ; an Uultra , could only choose one possibility in the first focus right down to a sentence whereas to their own kind it is in the multi layers of reasons and such .

That first focus as that choice , is nothing short of Magnificence , with an Uultra , it is to our truth that is blindingly deafening back into the state of Our Own Inventions ; the Uultra is , from the elements , restrained by the limitation to that familiarity ; re~designed back into our own human bodies .

Chelit.Nganga stared hard into her face .

109 Haggard ? Is that like tired , right ? 109

Argghhhhh ! , Fina almost screamed out loud . Sixty years to the mind of an Uultra learning the ways of human could be very …

, …. calmly and collectedly … Fina mouthed the words , sternly , hard stare in her eyes and back into Chelit’s ,

19 Do . I . Have . A . Welcoming . Face , Chelit.Nganga ? 19

Chelit broke the eye contact by standing up .

That haggard ? , Fina smiled within .

109 I know what you are trying to do , Fina . We have teachings about personality like you , by our own kind , I am , too aware , confusion is not our forte , it is in our deep structures not to deal with human that represent states in this method . Your intentions probably good in the long run , but considering to where I am at this moment , the worth is not correlatively inspiring , even to your kind , well , the honest ones mostly … I think I should get back to my work , that is , if you allow me to … 109

Damsel.Fina laughed a little , and put her hands up in the air , taking light of the situation ; not bad ! , she thought …

She nodded , good to have a straight line keeping you intact to the state in the squares , eh ?

After Chelit had left , Fina breathed in comfortably , and realized what she had to do …

Fine , I have learned the juice should never be squeeze from the bad apple , if you wanted the good tasty juice that is … honest multi layered patterning are filled with those bad apples unmanifested with the Know How , strangely as it seems , the good in the smarts should know the strings theory and relativity ; fear had made us human , so precise , even more so with an Ulltra , squeeze them too tight , poisonous results should and could , happened …

An old friend , with that past history is always welcome to the cause , no ?

She , this woman doesn’t even have to know the whole glow , just a little glint here and there … and let’s hope it will stabilize the manifestation further …

The leading does not have to be led entirely on it’s own , if it’s a procession , all I have to worry about would be just one stage on that big truck getting all dressed up for the cause , that’s all . Procession , in idea and reality , is about being in ‘the part of ‘ … yes ?

She dialled a number , quickly , and motioned to Chelit outside the office to close her door …

On the second ring , the klik.konnekt was answered …

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Hmmmm , she thought .

A fiftyish old gentlemen , very sweet , in tune to my thought patterns and no matter how I tried to clear path into another subject , like getting to know the reason to why the world he is here , in the old bus terminal by himself , smiling away ; he simply adopted another form of attention right into moments , for example ;

The color of my sneakers ?

The old woman laughed ,

6.4 It is a bit too bright of a red . It is like the whole world is celebrating at my feet , ain’t it ? 6.4

It goes well with your scarf . Dark pink . You know what they say about whom had the red on their feet and the flows of cloth of a shade brighter … ?

Their eyes locked for a second , and Zoom.On curved a smile onto his lips with his left eyebrow arched up , and straightened his back …

What in the world is he doing here ? . The old woman kept on thinking along the glances over to his shoes , and his well manicured fingers …

6.4 Watch out for my ancient desire , dear man , I am out to swish about you all with my strong and tender love . 6.4

A quiet moment arose when their laughter died down with the engines sound coming and leaving the terminal .

Lonely man ?

Maybe he is all alone with no one to talk to ?

But he is too well taken care of , right down to the scrubs of the back of his hands … this man is very particular not because simply that he is , but rather that , that it is in the method to how he sees his life should be , ideally ; at all times .

No man in this kind of presentation would or should be lonely .

Loneliness do translated best sometimes to one who has tight routines , for example …

….to where and when the thought patterns ruled most even with the strictest routines in life , loneliness still would have a peek through and say hello , politely .

But this man , is clearly a walking routine down to his bright shiny polished , black shoes . And did I mention his well manicured fingers ?

He doesn’t belong here , and that is why I was curious of this man in the first place .

Dangerous ?

He very well could be .

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She is lonely , Zoom almost screamed out loud .

Dull red sneakers with pink scarf and smiles as friendly as the obvious fireflies after the rain , and also the knack of her sitting with her knees slightly facing into his direction while her shoulders straight facing the convenient store .

Bloom thus , the loneliness to the nicest people in the world …..

And yes they are indeed the most polite souls and ones who had been in this state of mind for a long time could always follow the state of mind of the others best , better than what high education could provide , mostly .

You cannot buy this kind of state of mind , it is bestowed upon you … after that recognition to what Self is all about .

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Thus , the purest white , an orchid to the tune of friendliness , as long as the fears are only at notion’s schemes , a vase , nothing more nothing less ; fair to the why the needs and wants in the purest white . The becoming is in fact , is the fairest to the reasons in being .

Sure , it elevates the awareness to why it is needed , less or more , nothing could take that purest white away regardless , while out and out , looking at the idealism to why and how we are , efforts has nothing to do with colors .

You are going somewhere in the city ?

She smiled and looked at the convenient store nearby , thinking perhaps she should get the extra tokens for her upcoming transits .

6.4 Yes I am , to visit my husband . 6.4

… and at that , she stood up and held out her hand ….

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There are uncertainties always , to these kind of loneliness , to where the one who had to live with it , certainly always on the verge of confusion , in minds , as the politeness with tenderness would always refer to time , imposed on and by the others ; love is the quiet spells , keen on seeing , perceptiveness for ultimate percisions .

Zoom stood up , 

I guess it has been nice to meet you , … I don’t even know your name … Hope you have a good and safe journey to meet your husband ,

… and shook her hand .

6.4 Thank you , you have a kind smile . I do enjoy your company . 6.4

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Now where were we ? , Zoom sat down and followed her with his eyes to the convenience store .

He breathed in , and thought mildly of Solv.Bluprins .

Maybe , this is the time for me to meet the man .

To where fictionalize in hopes and dreams had became true , and as it turned out also the paradoxes staring right back at us for solutions .

The Young Solv , was hot tempered , and very ambitious .

He got what he wanted to get , at the price of clearing the table clear of any distractions , first … only then he would put his cards out on the table …

and thirty five years later , he is one of the Tuners , massively responsible for the Hexa.Sync’s data input .

Simply put , the techs are at his breathing methods in these days and age .

From across the street , Zoom could see the old woman came out from the convenient store with her attention into her bag , rearranging items she bought earlier .

I should leave the terminal already and back to the real world . My world , Zoom stood up and hailed for a cab .

He got in and slammed the door , punched in the codes coordinates …

… and looked across the street .

Loneliness should never be in the tune of any fears . The worse kind that is … For what they have to hang on to in this world , would be only to people who are simply kind to their state of mind .

He quickly instructed Circ , to drive to that convenient store .

As the vehicle turned around the corner , slowing down to a stop in front of the store , she looked into the windows , puzzled and quickly smiled as when she saw Zoom .

Where are you going , lady ? Care for a ride ? My treat !

She clapped her hands once and closed her mouth in excitement, happy just to see Zoom again ,

6.4 Far.Furth Street , Incorp.14 Cemetery , … where my husband is … 6.4

There was an unmistakably sense of quietness , in the length of that five seconds they were staring at each other .

There it is , Zoom acknowledged quietly in his mind .

I am usually right about situations , only if I pay attention to them a little closely , except that this one , came up to me , curious about me instead .

The few seconds , turned into a decisive one more second as he pushed the door opened , and hollered comedically at her ,

Weellll , come on in then , must be your lucky day lady , cause I am heading somewhere not too far from there . Hop in !

Ah yes , Solv’s father did mention about Trust ? well , literally bludgeoned into Conception to how trust in the moment of understanding ; The Longing , tuning into the necessity to be in life , providing a sense of living through sadness as that state of mind going forth and ahead ; is the very core to how kindness should always be perceived , learned and if anything , well taken advantages from .

The old lady got in the vehicle , slammed the door shut , clasped her hands together and smiled towards Zoom .

Pure white orchid and the creamiest of milk .

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Zoom stared at the old man , Solv’s father . He sat there in disbelief to what is actually taken place at this moment .

Solv’s father was charged and fully energetic , talking about business models and to how profits and gains shouldn’t be looked upon as only the main focus in any business excursions .

Build the Vicinities to have some kind of awareness . Involve The Tuning of Time , to work at it’s precise manifestations in any presentations .

Bla Bla Bla .

Zoom.On carefully lifted up his cup of water , drank it while Solv got up and walked slowly to the windows .

Bla Bla Bla , and all of the sudden , Solv’s father put his finger up in the air , turned and stared squarely at Zoom.On ;

~ You ! ……could only , after all , lose a little time , but the gaining would be in the propensities to how you structured your incoming future in the end … you have chosen the path already , the methods were there and then … that automaton in your brain motors can’t be defeated by that mere loss from anyone’s state of unawareness and selfishness . That in the long run , Zoom … remember this clearly , always is a better business model ! And this better business model who cares about it’s people through and through has been proven to rise above the others . Get it , boy ? Will you remember that , now ? ~

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She chewed the chocolate fast without tasting it .

Swallowed and quickly she double checked her front door’s lock and sat in front of her little house .

The quiet evening indeed , ‘it’ felt disturbed by her presence , to her sitting here with bright color clothing , seemed like it meant for her better achievable fate , as of ‘today’ .

… as of today , one of the biggest star is about to take a look at my work , Mrs Til.Drop grinned quietly , barely could contained her excitement , clasped her hands together instead , and looked about her in the quiet evening .

Strange , I haven’t seen that old mysterious man for some time now , she thought quietly .

She stared at her hands .

Cheap chocolate and dirty hands , great ! , she almost laughed out loud .

What happened to that man ? Left the area for good ?

She took out her handkerchief and look at the three trees nearby .

Stared at them blankly , wiped her hands on the handkerchief and made a mental note to which ones of her works she would show to Fingra … ,

…. the pink sweater ! , the three thin seamed layers of the finest wools from the the darkest shade of pink to the lightest one on top .

The looming three trees .

How are ya , buddies ? , she smiled in her mind .

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The evening breeze quietly , gently blowing the leaves on the ground .

I miss him , Mrs Til.Drop quietly admitted to herself .

They have never spoken to each other throughout the years he stayed here . For some reasons , he managed to avert his eyes with a smile , every time they accidentally ran into each other .

Pleasant ?

Yes , he was , in the polite method in averting of his eyes , with smiles and the nodding to mean that everything is alright , well , … that fine world he was living in should be , alright also in mine , that is for sure is … pleasant alright .

She used to think a lot about the silent old man .

Perhaps this or , that and for that and this in matter , so is so and the whys he is that way , and this is the conclusion … for the day ; until the next time she ran into him again .

And in every new conclusions about him , she managed to link up the probabilities that in the end , this old man would always in the bright positive light .

See what a little smile can do , Mrs Til.Drop laughed .

She put the handkerchief back into her pocket .

So what is up with you guys ? , she stood , looked up to the three trees .

Been good ? Enough rain for ya guys these days ?

The breeze slowly picked up it’s speed , and the leaves on the ground started to move in concentric pattern .

Rustling ,

… the leaves , sounded wonderful to her ears .

She walked slowly to the nearest tree .

She put her right palm on the bark of the tree and breathe in ,

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Ya old tree , you missed him too , eh ?

She stroked the tree a little , and looked up , squinted her eyes against the bright sunshine ;

I miss him , strange , ain’t it ? Stared at nothing , the sky and you trees , mostly , with his cup of whatever it was in front of his little house , yes …?

Mrs Til.Drop started to smile and burst out laughing , here I am talking to a tree about people I barely knew , what else next , eh , old tree ? Talking about the dead past , romanticizing to what could have been , should have been , eh ? Lonely old woman like me , dear old tree … we usually die , old and alone .

She breathed in and took out her handkerchief to wipe the sweat off her forehead . She stroked the bark of the tree one more time , shook her head with a smile on her face , and turned around ;

// Lucky tree , as they say it , to be loved by you , Mrs Til.Drop . If the tree is me , I would simply with all my branches and leaves , bend about you and give you a hug . A big welcoming full of love kinda hug //

Fingra.Nuovo stepped forward , held her hand and proceeded to give her a hug when she started to laugh again .

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6&7 I must look like a fool to you . Caressing a tree in broad daylight , and old woman like me laughing , looking up to the sky … 6&7

// Massive robust healthy living thing like this tree , caressed by you , in broad day light here , smiling away on the verge of laughing out loud ? No , Mrs Til.Drop . It is me who have to apologize for intruding into your private affairs … with the tree …the robust healthy …. living … thing … alive with .. all magnificence of largeness etc etc … right ? //

Mrs Til.Drop covered her mouth in disbelief , staring at Fingra with her wide opened eyes , and started to laugh

6&7 They told me about your kind , Miss Nuovo . That was the last thing in my mind , I kid you not … 6&7

… they held hand and walked together to the front of her house …

6&7 …. however , that second healthy and large oak tree over there , see it ? Now he is something , let me tell ya …. 6&7

Fingra put her arm around her Mrs Til.Drop shoulders ,

// Are you ready , Mrs Til.Drop ? Shall we make move now ? //

She nodded and put her handkerchief back into her pocket ,

6&7 Yes I am ready , Miss Nuovo . 6&7

The driver smiled at Mrs Til.Drop and lifted her bags to the black vehicle .

Fingra wiped her eyes when Mrs Til.Drop was not looking …

Old age and loneliness , they make sense to mortality like a child to his long lost toy . Playing with life , when all all is almost done … you get misty eyes if you are complete to your understanding of your existence as it is .

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Mrs Til.Drop got into the vehicle , while Fingra stood at her own side of the vehicle’s door and took one last look at the three trees .

Strange , life is … it will lead you back with a signboard if you care enough to see it , and sometimes it will lead you back to reconfirm … to what exactly ?

Fingra moved her attention to the little house nearby to where Rumb.Grumb used to stay .

Nifty , the wheel of life is .

At least mine seems to revolve about into areas , regions in schema . And also pieces of arts …

She remembered Cliff.Bells .

To who he was to her , still remains a mystery .

Love of the older minds to the youth peaking minds ….

There is a longing that you can’t defeat simply by rules and regulations , for Concepts in Life .

Yes , he had loved her in no way others would or could .

To where my life , peaking as was my mind then , Fingra lamented … could only be made understood through material possessions , give and take , such as that painting …

And thus , the giver would sometimes be forgotten easily since the values refers unfairly to that simple wants and needs of … , in the moments , being young with all the other probabilities ahead .

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Fingra smiled as her eyes drifted to the Rumb’s house .

Nifty , the wheel of life is …

You turn without a need for any permission from anyone whatsoever , and here I am in your grasp , making and tuning into your phases , layers and in your cruel institution of Time …

She wiped her tears , got into the vehicle and closed the door .

From her window , she took one last look to Rumb’s little house and nodded to her driver to move on ahead .

Rest In Peace , Rumb . ,

… and looked at her new friend , Mrs Til.Drop , smiling at her , with puzzled expression on her face …

// Nifty , life is , Mrs Til.Drop . Thank you for coming and spending time with me . I truly appreciate this . //

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Memories are made to remind and define .

For some , it became an obsession , to feel thus , one had to have proofs , that one truly exist …

Either leave a mark somewhere for the others to see , and also for Self to always remember what one had left behind through the method in symbolizing ; to , a Form , deep in the psyche to where most would have seen it …

In the loneliest place for instance , by the abandoned beach house on the side of the rock , written large on the side to where it was facing the ocean , I WUZ HERE , proudly with a cursive handwriting … in silver anoxxia.paint .

It was meant to last for few centuries … , this in reminding ; this symbolic Form of need had indeed lasted for a hundred and fifty years now .

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The boy stood there , with a glint on his eyes .

With his silvery hands , messed up by the anoxxia.paint , he stared at his handwriting , no … not liking it , but he knew with this paint , he will somehow get to live a few hundred more years .

Let him get pissed off , he thought of his father .

All these talk about death , started to piss me off , he remembered the solemn way he was looking at him .

Solemnly ?

A child who had learned to need in life is an adult who will teach to give ,

… Solemnities Simplified ~

I WUZ HERE , facing the ocean .

The waves were lazy . The evening was quiet with memories of his mother .

Years ago when he was a child of ten , he remembered to what his friend’s mother were saying in the living room ,

~ death of wife , husband or life partners , followed by their loved one who can’t forgive this life’s statement in Truth to how we are , can be very disheartening … ~

They were talking animatedly about somebody who had passed away recently .

Death of my mother , is constantly on my father’s mind , Magnus watched his feet over ; walking over the ocean waves , lazy against the memories of her .

She was a happy woman , alright .

Magnus.Simpar felt the cold of the water , every time the waves turned and breaking onto his feet .

Fresh in mind , that’s what it is , ain’t it ?

Regurgitating the bad over the good , so let’s pick out which one would survive best in the process living on this decaying Earth .

Happy right down to her last breath , with a smile over her death bed .

Peaceful nights and hand holding and not to mention flesh eating worms waiting in the underground , Magnus can’t help but to feel antsy .

… and now the constant sadness on his father’s face ,

…. to where his smiles intertwined with the saddest looking eyes , holding on to what was not there anymore . The searching to whatever around him that seemed familiar , protecting that symmetry to the stance of his weakened shoulders ; curving about his moves around anything that remind him of past life .

~ when you have learnt to give courteously , only then you will realize to how and who you are is unimportant , irrelevant to your own wealth and so is your death to the others . But the points are always pointing to then , indeed , to where ; there is no such riches existed in this world , since Man ; mostly is hard on Himself to the method of achieving that thought patterns as collective thinking to begin with ;

thus … ~

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We , talked of things that refer to immediate non~sense making sense in it’s own typical existence to comfort and guard that needs away from Nothingness , from making a better sense instead .

~ The receiver is always enriched regardless , in mind and method to think ; never about the good and bad of these two phases in Concepts , Magnus , but rather … ~

We talked of things that refer to bla bla bla bla .

Magnus started to laugh a little .

The wind was picking up ,

… the tide is coming in , must be ? ….

…. bla bla bla , foaming in the mouth , spit you not , ‘it’ , over to me with your universal knowledge , fitted for small minds , massive in unity , but one big undergarment , sharing anyway , bla bla bla bla …

~ are you listening , my son ? The Tune of The Ultimate Being is calculating mysteriously , but be rest assured for the state of mind in the Careful Consideration at Best ; we are better off with it ; than some big calculator determining how much you have left for that ‘inspiring goodness’ that we can share with everybody else that don’t give a Chance and Care , … a flying kite . ~

Magnus stared at his determined father , unblinking .

Loneliness has got the better of him , for sure .

I am the male son , so that I am his sturdy boxes to kept his valuables in .

Look thoughtless , risk being called stupid , and be stupid , you will bear no responsibility . But responsibility needs a soul smart enough to know when one is in such , |to be letting it go| , and if that is your wants , to be near with someone in the act of letting go , acting stupid and at the same time noted for being kind can never be a bad thing , yes ?

Nothing to lose ?

The worse kind of this attention would be ; wanting something gained with nothing to lose and ever having to pay for it for the rest of your life . The start of the better Evil , ain’t it ? Isn’t that what and where all the good getting it’s longevity and prosperity with , alongside becoming pure in it’s instinct ?

~ you are not listening , right ? I hate to be correct with you , my boy , but when the kite is flying high with the thread is in your hand you will start to see that big calculator , Hexa.Sycing Your Noddles Bloink ! , don’t have any mysterious ingredients in it , and with that understanding , what have you got ?

Pick a number and come up with a conclusion ?

Worse off yet , let that soulless machine pick a number for you ? Pah ! Turning skewed will be the Death , screwing in , screaming wanting to be back on the front line of the living , we will forever be tasteless and be the very zombies feeding to our own kind for that … ~

Has he lose it ? Or has he found his true calling , defining truth from his ultimate sadness in need for explanation , humbled by that mysterious facts , joyful in his discovery , that there are Answers that are better mysterious than precise than that soulless calculator , refining everyone’s noodles ?

His noodles ?

Bloinked ?

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The tide is coming … , Magnus smiled .

Long stringing noodles over the ocean waves , if it’s the lazy slow tempo moving waves you could see , yes indeed , the strings of noodles stretch themselves along the element of Time , and true , I would have to be the waves , aware of these noodles ; as when the sadness had indeed freaking out into a different sort of energy , uhmmm …

The spirit soars , and so is my wind of Time , proprietarily human , making exit through my rectum …

Pressures of the Mind they said , always state itself at least in five important Senses .

Hmmm , does stupid smells like farts ?

Magnus kicked the waves , hard .

Revolving endlessly , even the dead meat eating worms will be eaten themselves , the decayed will be food and food will be eaten by their own existence .

In other words , the extended prolonged survived atoms will in the end , covets the very neighbor for it’s sustenance , and death at the very least at it’s own very core , is polite and justified .

Yes , he kicked the upcoming waves harder this time …

Yes , exist they do ; rude are the living minds right to the very end of their time , you better believe that .

He quickly ran to the shore , as he remembered the last time he was here , he slept on the rock , fell asleep with the tide had rushed in …

Against the bright sunny evening , he stared at his work on the rock , touched it for the last time , knowing very well , it will be probably be a long time from now he will be here again , or maybe never as ever .

He picked up a rock and threw it into the vast ocean .

And yes , he screamed ,

Fuck you too .

… and left the big rock with his writing cursive beautifully facing the ocean ,

I WUZ HERE ! …

and rode home on his purple bicycle slowly , taking the long way home .

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