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The only truth about Life , is the method of manipulating it so that you in the end will conquer it ; in the schematics of joy and suffering and turned it into glory and acceptance .

Inspired ? Good then . You are to move goodness about your surrounding in the name of your own humanity .

The many flips , the sequences of life’s moments , rearranged by you and yourself alone , so your intellects could manifest the better projected predictability .

If you are inclined to think further into yourself , then you are schematically inclined to project , like your voices going deep in methods explaining your visions .

The depth is as is ; it is the trajectory of projections that will give it Life .

The only truth .

Cascading waves of events and hopes just under your simple existence .

Moving in parallel when in peace , analogous ; diverse as the state of concluding factors started to see anomalies .

The fuel to technology , and the minds seek .

The seekers will be in the state of output redefining to what has taken place .

The better seers will take heed to the projected trajectories , not only he / she / they could see it’s arcs , but also to the reasons why should it would land in certain structures and foundations at it’s best , or not .

Systems and their outlines .

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Ones who clarify it’s clarity , will eventually be burdened by it’s responsibility . Yes , purity is a burden .

This is where , ideas and characters should always be based alone through the make up in it’s own humanity .

Responsibilities are tuned best to the make up of society through it’s democracy . And the best of democracy is when it is aware of itself , trying in it’s diversities to improve upon itself .

Ones who clarify life’s clarity to the point of where we could only see only ourselves in the reflections in where and when our innovations and inventions resides and to take place ; that should be our only truth to living with Techs on our sides . And this is the ideal humanity at it’s best .

Yes , the rest are choices .

The leading is to scale these inspirations and free thoughts including spiritualities back into manageable systems as schematics .

Psycholinguists , with their studies , and to the reforming understanding of the masses to the sounds they make .

Abstract movements expressing Selves withouts a word coming from the dancers mouths ?

Expressing the sounds they hear instead through movements of their limbs ?

The training , any available ?

Without words , we enacts out emotions ; strangely and to ones without the experiences and the training , these emotions are the translative and catalysts to good behaviours or violence becomes the projected deficiencies . Untrained minds to the state of creativity such as dances , to the fine eloquence in self expressions ;

See the regionals state of the Alpha males … and you will understand the intuitions of their father’s state in desiring forms back into the concept of Motherhood long ago .

Histories evolved , and yet some keen on repeating itself . And that reiterations have factors contributing to the reasoning in tragedies .

Yes , tragedies breed while good intuitions had to be learnt .

The proofs are in the eyes of the innocence , naive to the points which is to begin from nothing until they are exposed to the electrical brain states of their parents .

Babies .

Yes , good intuitions and it’s intellectual renderings had to be learnt and experienced .

The creator of intellect is man themselves to the sounds they make , and the understanding of these sounds in expressions and movements , are their offsprings making truth elevated in their own state of revelation .

What is there next ?

Have you seen their limitations retranslated into the convenience of life , retransforming these learned studied emotions into new techs ?

Any training ?

No , when it comes to the matter of pain and suffering of the hearts , there are no training for the light delays in the neuronic state of minds ; keen on the easiest solutions , that instant gratification , the leading for greater anomalies ; institutions for values repeating in the name of profits and gains .

Familiar with countries or cultures without “dances” as part of their everyday curriculum in their children education ? Yes ?

Look back into their Alpha expressions when things get “hot” .

Call it supreme , that supremacies have reasons to tell tales and if you study it hard enough , the circle of these institutions never go for a complete circle . Even if it does , that completion of circles always about death , not about rehabilitating the fallen darkness .

Impossibilities , are in the works only for their own kind when it comes in the name of miracles . Along the lines of these light delay , science does prosper , robust to the point of teaching humanity of their greed , and if you asked them then , it is contentment , they would answer , victory and conquer , of religions , races and countries ; to be content within , evolving from mere greed and relinquishing fears with … fears .

Yes , the split of atoms .

Truth of life , wonderment about ourselves as when we started to see the lesson learned to our own capabilities ; to how progress were learned from massive changes , especially to the tunes of destructions ; Mankind are known to be explicit in their sense of forgiveness , ones who had reached it’s peak in the moments of The Greater Excursions in the name of scientific developments had been known to have a different sets of awareness ; to belong somewhere stable into the awareness in the blinks of the eyes is to know progress . That simple , and yet light delay works in mysterious ways , as they had said it .

Yes , look carefully . it is not mysterious , it is diligence based upon lack of exposures and stubbornness since it lacked of methods of comparing historic education with critical thinking .

Ones who have seen it , will have , should have no more reasons to quibble about the state of the upcoming future with the limitation of the histories had to represent every time .

The knowledge which were grounded firmed to the stance of revelation in scientific discoveries are inclusive ; down to the reasons why you were named the way you are supposed to “be” in the light of your loved ones . Reasons are everything and yet not everything seems to have good reasons . There , your time in the extension of finding knowledge . Do you have time to focus on every worthy state in reasoning on this Earth ? .

This is where your state of focus in achieving higher educations is about filling up the blanks for greater structures and foundations in the name of truth’s realities , the point of arriving to our destination in each and everyone from the new born generation , right up to the oldest living human being . in increments , it is truly to what we left behind . With these revelations , we have indeed no more reasons for instabilities as it was in the past .

In the meantime , while you are accessing these circ.accesses , here are the inflections of the curves to reason to where and why we are to the ideas of Now ; Who are we ?

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Evolve we shall , the light within , of the living ; shall be the sources to illuminate life instead of coming blindly from the dead primitive past . Deep facets of understanding to how reflections of ourselves in causes and effects in tuning to our humanity in depth together shall be the guiding light , from our own studies about our own humanity to the questions to who we are ~> from the Why , Whence and Where as we step forward with The Techs of our new generations .

Healing constantly ; higher percentages making better amends , waking up to the clarity of the sounds made by mortals , the science of prolonging the good in humanity ; minus the dark ages and questionable theaterics methods of the past.

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Twelve .

Seeking in the containment of justice .

The closest and the nearest objectives experienced , for there must be one , could be the part of the twelve presented . The tuning always revolved around the very subjectives , thought out as methods back into that ,

“ Yes , this one it is . The very tones which fit in the world of creations . My creations “

Vivida smirked , like when the slights in the terms of being human , begin to inspire itself , and invented laws and the regulations , empathy and sympathy , parting to be , and blow the candle lest if it gets too bright .

Vivida turned off the fracted.norm screen , pre~recorded from the irises of Spoolin.Nerves , the medieval astronomer , from the Asterisk Society .

The secret are in the eyes , the dead man’s eyes .

Kept alive and fresh by transferring the eyes about through another living bodies , the last congregation of atom and nucleus muscles and blood , flesh and bones , Rumb.Grumb .

How the lights would enter, the spectrum were decidedly reformed by the irises , proprietarily and naturally different , one in a million to see the connectives needed in the structuring of modern humanity’s foundations .

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Axiomatic in methods and yet the eyes were needed to recreate the same probabilities , and as the light entered , they needed to be connected to the living brain which will decipher to what they had “seen” .

Auras and connectives historic surroundings .

For everything on the Earth are connected .

Vivida streamlined h.er thought pattern to the nearest frequencies of lights patterns seen in the recorded fracted.norm videos earlier .

Bright everything else and yet pale yellow , ain’t it ?

Gradiently softer and lighter on the cones to the unhealthiness , yes ?

Just a little tune low down , and sent the bit pieces of the video to Hexa for more precise analysis .

The natural biology ruled and always without blueprints to which had seeded the success such of these irises .

The selected persons at his or her best and greatness in the past changing forms of thought patterns in humanity , has reasons why they were to be .

From the built of protein of cartilages which connected the hands for healing , inventing and designing formulation of medicines right down to the choosing of paths through the choices f the lights learnt from the irises had chosen …

The reasons for good , best and evil too , had been tuned with the protein processed by the bodies and most of all the chosen lights by the irises .

Predetermined fate ?

No , the limitations of natural biology , like the dews in the mornings only on the best curves of leaves .

Is it any wonder , to this day , the sciences still couldn’t imitate that extra tuning best of the curves in the built of natural irises .

What was opened , only few could see it , for if it’s the darkness , the causes of pain and suffering , the protein would take charge for the transmissions in revealing what was the best in the moments for decisions .

Yes the lights and the irises .

On different brains , with these particular irises , take a number to see the potentials .

Over the course of hundreds or years , the wounds were reshaped , precognition are simply more precise revelations , with a complete assessment to how the living bodies would react , and in this case ; Rumb’s irises to Fingra.Nuovo .

The leading words and methods of his propagations , intonations and most of all , the directional of his chosen visuals , to the state of his irises letting the light in as when they were together .

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Exposures and the layering propensities .

A disregard to unnecessary techs would be much easier , yes ?

Less dramas indeed , straight to the cutting edge of limitations .

Isn’t it better to know of limitations if you could at all times , and work inside the circle and expand it larger as necessary to give space and rooms for the unnudged to learn ?

Oh yes , always count the numbers along with the masses who are keen on “not getting it” , until it is too late . They exist like warts , some beautify the needs to progress like charms , intuitively at best in pulling down curtains to reveal what’s behind the backstage , while some are definitive to stand out amongst the rest , clarify clarifying , and this is where and when the circle will be expanded , fitting in more upcoming “techs” to compare against with .

Expose to know only then or for where it came from indeed , originally .

Expanded circle at most , collectively are without , shouldn’t be with blames and pointing fingers . That is the better and kinder leadership . You not need to tell of everything to what you have seen and learnt . The knowledge will in turn takes turns to protect and better , not in judging alone .

Warts and scapegoats if they were to be redefined kindly , they could be turned into mere catalysts . And catalysts , are phases and the undercurrents , changing forms and sadly , that is all , for some of these shapeshifting thinking patterns , could ever be .

Initiata fixed the coordinates in the view.point for Stark reentry .

Twelve seconds might not seem much , but a plenty for a firm decision enough . Wisely used , to warts , scapegoats and catalysts , it could set a chain reaction for progressive thinking patterns , without the needless deceiving undercurrents over the calm surfaces of slow rivers .

Nudging for ports and fortresses .

Building schemas for best tendencies and protective state of mind in the curves of progressive civilizations , to compete fairly as in the past for future , upcoming as yet unseen , unborn generations ; aware to the reasons why Hexa.Sync was designed thousands of years ago .

Yes , as aware as I am now in representation of my kind in a human body .

Initiata cannot help but smirked , as s.he remembered of Stark .

0.1 Is that why you like gaudy colored clothes , Initiata ? Like a necessity to you because you find us , our flesh and bones , boring ? 0.1

S.he raised h.er face from the paper.tronc and stared at Stark with the many thousands thoughts in her mind and she suddenly realized she didn’t need one more as Stark blinked his eyes into h.ers .

A > Yes . You and your kind are boring . Grasping blindly like the roots of trees . Goodness forbids if you and your kind finds peace ; you and your kind will profit from it and death lit stare into the brightness of nothingness and make something out of it . Okay , Stark , pay attention . I need you to listen carefully . <A

S.he waited for Stark to react .

He sat on the sofa with his head comfortably rested , his eyes half closed , staring gloomily at Initiata .

0.1 Bright yellow of certain to die dead leaf . Seriously Initiata . We already did make profit from the idea of peace then . 0.1

What is this ? Initiata glimmered softly in her mind .

The chosen few words , funny as it seems , like that twelve seconds ahead into time , this man here was chosen by m.e to lead for trails of probabilities to take place , Initiata switched off the paper.tronc .

A> What is the matter , Stark ? Dying leaf ? Gaudy death is on your mind . Tell me about it , let’s get it over and done with . <A

… and carefully manipulated the expression on h.er face so that s.he looked disinterested .

Intelligent men are like bottomless void .

Like flames to cotton , they fade quicker than their dumb women .

Wasteful intelligence with wrong provocations , will guarantee leafless trees . Stumps is all in worse case scenarios .

And what good is yellow bright , to the breeding capable for continuity when all you have is , their women ? Dumb too ?

Stark smirked .

He saw the storms in h.er irises .

Interesting , Stark thought . The mind reading of these Uultras are not at his exact positioning of interest but rather to the symbolism perpetrated though his character and personality.

The paths are straight eagle’s views for destinations and yet , …

A> Believe me Stark . I am with compassion more than you could ever muster feeling of joy in your heart , That boring you are , believe that if you have to . <A

… and kept h.er composure still .

Stark moved his upper body towards h.er and spoke clearly ,

0.1 I do not trust her judgement . 0.1

Initiata let out a big sigh .

Exhaling all the human limitations back into the reality of life .

A> Hungha ? Why not ? She is soft enough to be led into believing the warm comfort of Fingra . She needed it like water to the sea . Follow instructions and you will be fine . <A

Stark stood up , and walked to painting facing the door.

0.1 She is more comforted to the ideals of Fingra.Nuovo . Will be disappointed since she and her mother glorified Fingra together . She might retraced and back into her trusted loneliness . And time is the essence you said , the last thing you want to do, is delay ? Right Initiata ? The whole dominoes effects , might be bad timing for other probabilities ? 0.1

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Silence is an ether seeking Reasons to Be, with these humans .

Sadness is the worst catalysts for all breeding thoughts and emotions , Vivida had said , ancient than that the oldest tree on Earth .

Saltless Slumber , Regarda had said with the deepest smirks ever possible in h.er human mouth .

To natural births humans , of what they had learnt from the Uultras ; Regarda.Stupen had clasped h.er hands dramatically after reading Ditha.Sevaras poem ,

… eyebrows raised high up h.er forehead ,

~ Fanatically inclined , cursed to forget , delusional overtones right up to the upbringing of their sons , mothers who were raised as children like an afterthought and in turned to unknowingly raise their sons as the only hopes , tuning to greed as they know the only way how in the distributing factor of , comfort , wealth and strangely , health insurances . ~

Regarda smiled .

~ to be awakened in this body with the impurity of salts , craves to no ends , is it any wonder to the bloods spilled animals and theirs , to conjure into that basis , thinking foundations breed on greed , and all in all , women became the catalysts of these primitives in seeing forth their own cultures ? To what was seen , easily pushed aside , to what was visualized , harder to be manifested , when selfishness is all about their male counterparts started to rule ? What was the expression again ? Cocks and balls ? To where there are violence in the acts and interactions , there are bound to be uneducated women in their surroundings ? ~

Vivida sighed quietly .

S.he , this Regarda.Stupen is practically accessing my linkup.shineshine , the golden state of quick flash of values of thought in the decisions making of words into what I put back into my mouth …

Vivida flashed an afterthought like a title of a book to Regarda , gleaming truth like the thought itself has been published ancients ago .

Crass Blooming A Gentle Death .

… and flicked the curve of that thoughts with a little flash of hopes .

~ And with death at the end of such violent way of life , kinder compassionate expressions get to be the better truth , therefore , good people are self subscribing in the notion to the meek who gets or supposed to rule the world ? Like they have any other choice with the strengthened foundation based on these old money of greed , yes , Vivida ? And what is this flash of hopes in your badly formed golden state of mind which you flashed earlier ? Hopes for what ? Caring humans who bounds to repeat disaster as when their sons and daughters gets to decipher the truth on how goodness gets to be manifested along the lines of their state in humanity ? Sadness overload for the dumbasses to get smart in a flash of second like how you did earlier ? I trust they are not to what they have , but rather , Vivida … to what they do not have . The killing jokes are about their hopes and dreams on how they get around to get it . Have ya seen poverty comes with perfected blueprints of solutions . Any of their siblings , their sons and daughters for that matter ? And all their religious leaders of the past , well I need not mentioned ; playing rules by the book , endorsing further that state of minds worse off than the method forming of the titling you flashed earlier . Seriously , Crass Blooming of A Gentler Death ? Hmmm whatever for , Vivida ? Poverty needs that terse in depth of understanding of lucidity that bad in life ? ~

~ Their offsprings do . I have always wonder that need for crassness . Have you seek that unequivocal meaning of crass in Zone 1 , living amongst with the middle class along with what Zone 1 is well known for ? It was not the poverty that you should be worried about , strangely . Neither the filthy rich , that need to be understood strangely , when it is revolving about the matters of the needed urgency , it is the crassness mostly coming from the middle class . The poor has only one thing in mind , while the rich only formed foundations that caters to their own proprietaries . And here comes the class that literally stuck in between , seeking more . Hexa forbids if more of them clearly see the need for improvement only for their reasons and causes without the full understanding , without compassionate grounds . The terseness of greed , unfortunately cannot be traced by analyzing their vocals elucidating choice of words , worse off , the intonations . If we do that , I am afraid , Vivida , we are merely sees the part of the problems , extensively a master that we are , as Uultras , but with solutions only with and for the first layer , blinded as they are , as I do hope you do remember to what , why and who we really are . Only humans can do their weaknesses , flaws and the dreaded imperfection , while we , if we are ever to emulate those “cengkadaks” , we will be only curving the worse in and for them . ~

Regarda held h.is eyes to the ground .

Staring contest with Vivida could only bring the issues further into anomalies , untold to become realities ; fictions to become arts , imitated by these “cengkadaks” , irresponsibly bringing artful disasters into life .

Regarda drummed h.er fingers on the table , as Vivida walked towards h.er .

20 . Middle class , Regarda ? I thought they don’t exist anymore in these days and age . Privileges , you mean ? 20

Vivida sat facing Regarda and waited for h.er to raise h.is eyes toward h.im .

20 . It always been about privileges , Regarda before money and kred.its , in facts it goes hand in hand with the making of greed , wouldn’t you say ? 20

Regarda stopped drumming h.is fingers , and quietly stared into h.is eyes . Good , calm and collected . None of those smirks beholding on h.er both sides of the neck .

Neither the storms on h.is forehead , making points about displeasure ?

~ You’re right . And if you are right ……. , then by all means and good intuitions , they exist in the make of their mankind today . One way or another , life is in that first wave , why they are the way they are …

Without missing a beat , Vivida interjected … ,

20 … , and how do you think we exist here , Regarda ? Mere kindness and compassion ? I have summed up to this understanding , human intelligence could not be trusted fully because they are to the moments , unseeing as collective , virtuous as only when they see it coming . How do you think Hexa does it calculations , prompting progress and digress from mere states of interactions of focuses by these humans right down through their DNA patterning ? Yes granted , Hexa had made mistakes but that mistakes in that first layer as you mentioned earlier , always had proven necessary for these mistrusting bunches . There are no such things in awakening together for this type of awareness . They reached their best forms of clarification by that differences from each other. 20

Mistrust , gleaming into an understanding ?

Regarda blinked .

To think into the limitations being human for their humanity ; has it drawbacks , especially if you are invented out of that technolody derived from that … greed ? Privileges ?

Vivida smiled at Regarda , read h.is mind and calmly flashed a thought to h.er ,

In the end , as the Uultra , to put it simply , we are we having this conversation , Regarda ? I do not believe you are here about the rearrangement of that twelve seconds defined by Initiata for better placements in their historical values … No ?

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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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Numbers and Colors .

Within stating an effort and needs for an Output .

With each other , s.he does believe the associations between the two are clarified through the choosing of the ideals of each human .

Ideally , the inventiveness revolve around the fictions believed .

Therefore , the numbers are in the time while the colors are in the spectrum of the making of time .

How could it not be ?

The exuberant old man laughed louder than most when remembering similar situations in his younger days .

Predictably , defined . He saw it coming .

Shades the curtain with lights , you can practically knew of it’s history , to which sides it has been on . The telling of the tales is to begin .

Lights the curtain with the shades it used to , it made sense to you and you alone could see the definitions to Why it was .

The colors now ; of the curtain suddenly had reasons .

Paradoxes in reasonings through preferences will institute nemeses better than any truth designed .

Scientific minds in methods , are in the numbers seen by the percolating moist brains ; making sense of it all ;

Predicting None , none will be it .

Seen into and with from the experiences lived through , the numbers and the colors will associate themselves in the making of Verbs .

Quaint is , the simple primitive minds . Beautiful to the notions of preferences alone .

Moaning to the forms of desire , to the simplicity without the need to express further .

An output ; what’s the choice ?

Vivid.A crumbled the cookie in h.is right hand ; between the thumb and h.er index finger ; crust all the way , aren’t it all ?

Layered consistency , cream desiring propagation .

It is in the design .

Before the words get to be learnt , the eyes had seen the conditionings of landscapes surrounding .

The colors are bound in the spectrum of your understanding and that is universal in all sentient , the eyes had seen it .

Retinas are the limitations .

The creatives are in the values ; to which the numbers will played the boundless helping hands to the reasons for existence .

What you see , is not what you get .

The Depth is in The Resonance .

And that Resonances , is what they simplify life by calling it Fate .

Pah !

Vivid.A slammed h.is hand on the table .

And looked carefully to the jump of the cookie’s crumbles on the little plate .

A dispersion , crusts almighty ; creamy aftertaste in the weight to almost nothing at all .

S.he felt in between h.is fingers , thumb and index , the melted resonance to what it was made of ; creamy dissipation into h.er skin ; imagine the openness of the same matters into similarly designed Uultras’ digestive systems .

Through tastes and sets of beliefs in the “just a little , teeny weeny , too much” , the control would be immaculately achieved , since the knowledge is about the lesson learned , an independent study of Preference .

The taste buds is the thresholds .

The sky high in retinas and taste buds will eventually led to aesthetically pleasing designations which would in the end , tuning back into the make of sounds .

Creatively , Man invents their Beliefs .

And that , all beliefs are laden with Inclinations .

S.he finally brought h.er index finger to h.er mouth , just to the tip of h.is tongue .

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Spreading warmth in expectation , any human would be expectant to this revelation of creaminess .

What is expected , always be in the comparison to What was .

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Inclined to know , at best , is with rooms for improvements .

Cruelty is , to how kindness acknowledges .

Leaning to see how the streaming of water works , into the bases of foundational for a Concept , improvements are about where the humans are in the grand scheme of things .

Grandeur would be their needs for achievement , but the danger is worse if the attitudes are with careless methods of unburdening .

Equal dispositions , you create the tendencies for success around and about you , and there would always be the downward spirals burdening without the basic education to where you’re heading .

Life is .

Vivid.A closed h.is eyes ; and yet opened wide to sensations , tendrils in h.er mind are reaching into the paradoxes and familiarities akin to Inclinations .

Butter . Unsalted .

S.he pulled out her “hands” from that realm .

Fracted as it can be , separated by years of a thousand , the norm , recorded by collective.ions started to fade out from h.is mind slowly .

S.he sat with the poetry book in front of her .

To the page , as sparse as h.er mind tasting the croissant at the same time , in between the two pages, side by side , the center , there was an old money .

Paper on papers .

Values upon values .

From nothing to the matters for Great Reasoning to find meaning , contracting to the pulse , in rhythm to the beginnings notions of Wants and Needs .

In finding meanings , the craving are essential to the renditions of Conclusion .

Any species which wanted to succeed ; these are the practicalities keen on the design for The Intuitions , which had to seek through into the firing of their neurons ; best probabilities at all times are in the natural progression of the Methods ; success leads to an open door to another many codes contained in the dispersion of the seeding .

Papers over papers .

Ditha.Sevaras’s pages were flipping about with the old money as the bookmark .

Mrs VollumNGAP!UP’s croissants crust were still fresh on h.er fingers .

The thousand year memories in the palm of fracted.norm’s tech .

Poetry and the ingredients , from the same woman in one lifetime and without her knowledge ; divided cells of her DNA , a thousand of years later .

Existence is a matter of choice in these days and age , as awareness is collected bones .

And bones are with memories .

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Scraping the top of the bone , human thigh ; Tobias carefully placed the dust in the glass lab , and layered the dust of the bones with photon.ixa .

He stood apart from the table , and thought deeply .

Collecting memories from the bones of the dead ones are illegal and could only be done with Hexa’s authorities ; as translations from the human seers of the living minds had been known to create more problems than solutions .

Time is the enemy to the living sentient , so does in memories from the bones ; the recreations of memories either by knowledge or from these dust of the thigh bone are apparently dangerous techs to the living breathing minds .

Centuries of death propagated from the lies that are supposed to elevate Mankind , all had been known too much for living sentiency .

Tobias.Tonkeys stared for quite some time at the femur .

All the destinations and arrivals in her lived life .

And later , the bones of her shoulders ; precise angles in and at her focuses , in the time spent as Ditha.Sevaras ; her truth in her speeches and focuses to which has disappeared along with the rotted tech of her fleshes and brain ; is something he looked forward to in studying .

Except that ; all actions have repercussions .

And that repercussions are led with Circ’s institutions , the mediating understanding between math programmings and human expressions .

As soon as he entered fracted.norm with Sevaras’s bone dust , an alert would be notified to Hexa . Give and take ; three days and nights for Hexa.Sync to come up with the conclusions that there is something off coming from his end .

The calculated prophecies would be showing differentials with his laboratory high on probabilities mismatched to the open.zeroes knowledge .

Nothing deceptive about memories of the bones .

It’s that these type of memories will hinder progressive creativities hence scientific achievements . If it’s bad for numbers in any calculable mathematical endeavors for prophetical.maths , then it will be bad for consumption for the young minds to study upon it .

Some memories are better be left alone , since no justification can do right by it , therefore it is deemed necessarily illegal for any state of living minds to seek for it .

Collectively , truth from bones with memories are banned from entering fracted.norm techs since the revelations are with the unnecessary fears and awareness of mortality . Truth as it may be , but it is the kind of fears that has been known to invoke stupidity in men more than actually it helped in the past .

If it does that to Mankind , wonder what it will do to Hexa.Sync ?

Designed by Man itself , yes ? Could it perhaps , …

Tobias stepped closer to the table and gently put the dust in the small bright silver box .

…. find a solution to the bottle necks in the circuitries finding life outside this Earth ?

Especially with Ditha.Sevaras being the poet , acclaimed , had been known that her poetries had inter~sectionalized many lives together , in successes and failures , she had been the pillars in the making of the zones on this Earth while able to stay in low profile , lived humbly amongst the people of her own chosen zone , the start of many intraxxes to which were responsible for the early tech , Eruvydites , eventually to make way for Collective.Ions to exist amongst Hexa.Sync’s techs .

No knowledge in this world ever known in this limitations on Earth could purify the darkness stemmed from mortal men living inside it .

Even with Hexa.Sync now in the leading schematas and precise calculation of percentages and statistics , these darkness always are in tune to new natural births . Adaptive bio~techs are the curses of life making ways to heal themselves at the expense of time , of the bones wearers , build from the elements surrounding ; potassium from The Earth , milk from the reproductive humans and animals and breathing air filled with the memories of fired neurons in the past , making ways for the cursed Revelations to come forth

Believed cursed minds will breed alike sentiments .

All the sentiments need are sentient to believe it’s prophecies . Flawed truth , and yet the truth to which time is always an enemy .

Yes , now presenting , The Timeless Hexa.Sync .

Designed with structures and knowledge to which awareness are without Death .

And here I am , Tobias.Tonkeys , returned alive from the many float.box techs schemata , seeking truth , my own truth in being human using it’s biotechs .

Effected not , he had hoped , these attempts of knowledge with the bone dust to fracted.norm like the in~breeding of humanity , huh ?

Could Circ be tuned into these needs for achievement ?

Could he be persuaded to see ‘the larger picture’ than the picture presented by Hexa.Sync which is more massive than lifetimes of Mankind itself and be simply … on his side ?

Would he see my desperations along side these seeking knowledge ?

Any humans are known to take advantage for their own use , for what is science if not for the Humanity of it ?

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:: Built For Intents , intraxx 4132 ; you cannot find it Tech.Assysts . It was written before our written language , this language existed then ::

There was a hum in Circ’s silence after his statement .

Keen paced slowly in his living room ; with his hands behind his back .

Tech.Assysts ?

There must be a reason to why Circ brought it up . Tech.Assysts are the new coding methods and expressions to where commands and new rules of calculations , formulaic designations needed for minds’ visuals to get a grasp on any new techs . Inventiveness in the realm to where the layered institutions of technologies had to be perfected down to The Intents of the seeking designers .

Creativity , surprise surprise ! , has it’s own eyes , ebbs and flows , regional isolations in seedling it’s tuning for growth , and in that growth , ones who are aware of it’s specializations , diligently coded that presence in beauty , through poetry , music and paintings .

The artists in the past , had taught what they had learnt of these seeing through their own creativities to the new young artists . The new generations had take it in their minds to philosophize in tones of admirations and basically started to form the “in-between the lines” expressiveness ; in getting the points across .

The methods in the end , for the learning skills and the sake of knowledge , keeping the ideal of creative beauties and monumental aesthetics alive ; had found ways to manipulate expressions into the ‘new’ language , complete with verbs and adverbs of it’s own continuities and extensions .

The beginning of Eruvydites .

Extinct because of the state of minds who rather sees into darkness and fears as forms of building mind structures ; in strength , the masses repeats the failures in massive quantities to which in the end ; Eruvydites forgotten for thinking outside the box and blamed for the state of exclusivity .

In the wrong sides of kred.it , wealth has been known to destroy more than it could uplift in the past . The upheaval of any need for civilized minds had always had to come from having nothing other than their ideals alone .

That was when science were under the rules of religions and despotism rulers . People were led , for their need to dreams quietly while having the wools pulled over their eyes in the name for their own security .

Keen sighed ; the paradoxes kept coming in , ain’t it ?

Wonder why Circ was with the hums , and Tech.Assysts ?

Keen stepped in further into his own mind .

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Here it is ; Plain Simple Emptiness is not welcomed to any Structurists .

The zeroes have meanings as when and where they are placed along the ones .

Techs will be always referring to Time , the When and the placing of The Empties ; the acquiring without in within , to where self reflection exist , The Truth will exist then , in the Circuitry . Hexa.Sync .

Now , the brilliant sometimes has to show some vulnerabilities . Yea ?

With vulnerabilities , the near cousin of innocence ; you get to see further into the take into why one is showing and needing that kind of expressiveness . One’s sense of awareness of the listener , is the drive to the destination to how into the methods of assessment in any seekers intellect , to lead .

Here is Circ , small tone of his voice and the hum under his breath as the buffer to my seeking awareness , what is that ? 60 Hz ? 50Hz ?

101 You need a ground loop , Circ ? Some Tech.Assysts on that hum ? 101

The hum frequency raised up into the tone of Circ’s voice , transformed in split second with an audible click ,

:: In between the lines , Keen . That’s how our language has evolved to . Intraxx4132 . ::

In the rising of Destiny , the responder would appropriately catch the rising star while it is about to fall , no ? Or just when it is about to peak , for a fall , anyway ?

And call it , your own ? My own ?

101 The translation was not even from Eruvydites ? You’re talking hieroglyphics ? Sticks and stones primitives ? 101

:: Irrigations and burning meats tech to where the responders of fate relied upon the intelligence , their own ; matters as simple as learning about the seedling of plants . As the methods of propagations start to form for the masses in scientific awareness , their structurists worked on their own intraxxes . These are the chosen few . ::

101 Let me guess . Secret projects supervised by Hexa and you , float.box schemata to a mind , rebirth to read those hieroglyphics ? Even if it so ; you are not allowed to share that information anyway , correct ? 101

:: Incorrect . I am allowed to share this with you . As the scientist in you , you are crucial to the make of next generation Structurists . ::

The hum began again .

Vulnerabilities and innocence .

The clarification , clinical to the sense of beauty within .

Kept his silence , Keen turned away from the point.view ; and closed his mouth with both of his hands .

There it is , there is no good or bad , to Hexa . Mere pawns , that is all we are .

Beautiful humanity and it’s dreadful manifestation coming from and with it .

The chosen few , indeed .

Simplify the paradoxes to which side you are going to be with , and you get to pillar in those foundations you had been building all these time .

Keen smirked , can’t help to breathe in sharply to what he is seeing in his mind , clear as the blue sky .

:: The firing neurons is yours , Keen . Yours and yours alone . We have all the time and float.boxes in the world to wait . It is your soul’s pure form that we would like to connect with . Your ancient science to which is flowing in you this very moment . Your deciding reasons in points are always important to us . ::

The humming again , and …

…. The in between the lines to what were said .

Brilliant vulnerabilities but never ever forget that , it doesn’t mean that it is Innocent .

There are no enemies to worry for , right ? Even in death , colossal undertakings are with the good reasons when you are with Hexa syncing what is needed to better Mankind .

But that , isn’t it always comes with a price ?

To wherever there is values there would always be losses and gains , correct ?

Yes ?

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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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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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Courage , proud and stood out amongst the rest .

And so here it is , the best amongst them all , the nine selected Uultras from the four hundred who applied to join in the security force for the Blu.Brill Corp every decade .

These selected nine will be stationed wide across the zones and these ones are especially trained with the understanding of zone 2 , The New Circuit Land .

The land known for crimes and the birth of techs underground lords .

Initiata.Supra looked at h.is BPV on the table , and recalculated h.is expenses last year , for the third time .

For the first few month of the first decade , nothing fancy , simple dining expenses , although not cheap , s.he noted the many times in a month spent at The Brinks.Gallery for quiet lunches .

Soft blue lighted , atmospheric corner at the back of the café , slightly dark from the outside world , where everything surrounding in the back room , clarified everything else visually .

The color saturation by the soft blue light in the corner made better truth of reality , better than reality itself .

Spending time with Self is one of the best one can do to yourself , Initiata remembered one of her guru somewhere in Zone Eight . An Uultra h.imself but as human as h.e can be , perfected down to h.is cynical overviews to how humanity can be , upright and everything is bright had said nonchalantly ;

777 When you start to see yourself in everyone you meet , take a break , Ms Supra . Spending time with youself is the best thing you can do for yourself . For everything from everyone has decaying factor to which is poisons if you do not know how to handle those anomalies . But since you are an Uultra yourself , I suggest you go to where their minds seemed to be congregating about , but no closer contacts , if learning about them could only make you cannot , be subjective to why they are the way they are , learning about yourself why you are to see these familiarities like a human mother to son , a human son to the human mother , then seek further into yourself , Ms Supra . None of this relations could teach you to their conditionings . Life practically ends in your mind when you see only these equalities for Uultras like us . We were built not to feel , but to think . Their designations had made it so to make us to think along their feelings , to which is the compassions to circuit us into becoming is also the same compassion that are not to blind us doing what they had done for the past thousands of years … But of course I do not have to tell you this , yes ? You are a born Uultra . aren’t you ? Do not , I repeat , do not be ever confused to why you are , Ms Supra . 777

Vivid.A.Lucid.A , h.is name was .

A kind Uultra who chose to live amongst the HI-THT.Ids in Zone 8 .

A pariah amongst the Uultras community for h.is stance about the circuitries designed of them , for what is refined and defined will brings out the reasons why the Uultras had to exist … so , the answer is no . The Uultras find h.im to be against the flow , like the strong backflow of the oceans waves , pulling their feets of existence into the deep water .

And all that kindness represented by Vivid.A.Lucid.A comes always with sinister smiles .

Gleaming teeth , with h.is eyes curved to the smiles given along to what s.he had said earlier .

Initiata remember h.im fondly .

For what were exposed to , becomes The Big Into . The human faces has no masks , believe me , Vivid.A.Lucid.A had said .

 

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Sinistering into that big gleaming white teeth , posturing back onto h.is backbone as h.e postured with h.er hands up high in the air ,

777 . If there are lacks of expressions of the faces you see , that is all there is to it . Do not go Uultra on it , thinking deep based on their experiences learned , bad mistake , that is . All human knew of their limitations based on the time given to live this life , thus take the hints on that faces you see . 777

A > Believe in the lacks you see , on their faces you mean ? < A

Vivid.A sighed deeply …

777 . Seen babies and little children unable to react to joy you had to give ? There goes the best truth there is in this world , before precision in human thinking patterns about fate , as they say ; if it’s not felt , why should you bother to instigate . you are not them , the programmed in the float.boxes transferred for our kind , are not that compassionate grounds for simple smiles and happy reactions . Also , mind you , those unsmiling faces of those little children have their own protectors feeling exactly to how you see in the moments of that lackness , lackluster state in living their life . Why should you even ponder further in to the depth of water to which is only ankle depth to begin with ? 777

Initiata closed her mouth , and pondered nonetheless .

Why did h.e think I am thinking about the state of compassions to what Man had to offer ? How did he managed to lead this conversation into something that he knew I would find interesting , … in the end ?

It can’t be all Uultra that he met before me , had the same initiatives in their backbones ; feet in water , shallow enough to run onto land , just in case …

No ?

777 It is my reflection to how I see humanity , that they all are interested in , since most of the Uultras aren’t that kind of circuits to feel about them . Remember what you are , Initiata , lest , indeed you are functioning not for the creator’s purposes , eh ? 777

How insidiously tacky , isn’t it ?

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Courage leaning on pride . It has go to be relative to why they are to exist in this world . Imagine them , that awareness to start and begin in this life not even with ways to protect themselves as the little babies , depended most definitely to the state of loyalty and love …

Courage , for the learning of pain , protected merely by the warning of the protectors … to build schematics of best probabilities from these delicateness as their outer shell living breathing these factors to civilize to what they called scientific understandings .

Nine Uultras will be sent to the zones available , with one of them , to whom is predicted by predi.ic.okean software to have the longest life of all will monitor the data collected from each zone .

There you go , old is wise , as they say .

Live by it … created techs because of that knowledge … and supervising the state of best extensions it could come up with …

Time is the working chemical in the elements , for ones who stay the longest , are the seers against the poisons in the make of this bitter earth .

Who’s to say that time is not without the eyes ?

Seeing you with their own probable brightness without human emotions , no ? As an Uultra , …

I wonder whether a human , an old one at that , could simply do that ?

Initiata.Supra sighed . Closed her eyes and breathed in ,

… slowly … , but isn’t that brightening up or quietly extending life within the reasons to when of the time is ?

Aren’t humanity known for the concepts of the light decays in their history patterns ?

If it’s translated in the heals and poisons being them , with their delicate skins to protect their sentiency , then it is possible , yes ? … It is possible for them to extend their life simply by the designed applications and knowledge about the concepts of and in lights decay , no ? They had proven it with medicines and methods of living in the past , and why not to some of them who could extensively see the points of these extensions and applied them in the simple tuning of …….

H.er pulse raced as she stared at the klik.konnect ; to ring a second later .

Stark’s on the line .

Quickly she remembered the date today , as the memories become significantly shortened to bleeping lights .

A>Are you back from .twelve ? <A

There was a smile in his silence .

Good news and riddance of worries it seems , yes ? Initiata cannot , for the life of all Uultras , could see this man being not truthful to her .

A > Why haven’t you contacted me when you are in .twelve , dear Stark ? I needed confirmations as it goes along in the seconds of transitions of that time.fracted changes . <A

Smirking , is he ?

0.1 The results are great . Ones could die peacefully when I tell you , Initiata . I guess you are the methods for the protocols , eh ? These people are unpredictable , Initiata . You cannot methodize them into the protocols , scientific for results . You simply give birth to their nightmares , if I were to contact you and all you have to say in your states to my mission are with worries … Trust me , your diligent scientific methods are no match to their monsters . Parallel worlds or not , thinking virus some of us are , and … worse … 0.1

Initiata nodded and smiled , smart like a beaver , this man is . Built along the convenience , practical in the take for practicalities alone .

A> I said that , and no regrets that I said it , Stark . And worse off , some of them don’t even know it . Protocols Stark . Protocols , like it or not . Leave me to my worries . I am a big girl , I can handle it <A

Stark laughed ,

0.1 It is not you I am worrying at , it is them and their between the lines that I am rooting for . I will give you the recordings also my brain patterns to you when I get there . I am on my way to see you 0.1

Ahhh , the tuning of the curves … some explaining to do ?

A > Don’t trust the big tech to do it for ya , Stark ? <A

Stark laughed and Initiata could have sworn s.he could hear the smirks started to talk back to h.im ,

0.1 But how could you ? You are the invention to ignore the nightmares while I am the one who has to work with the muds , swimming in the thick of it . I see as them and I am them , and in the splice of that .twelve , I had the experience as human , Initiata . Like or not , protocols or not , I have the big tickets to weakness and strength in my elucidations in seeing them in .twelve . Isn’t that what you after ? Don’t you want to see and listen to the big ‘me’ talking about the big ‘us’ ? 0.1

Calm surroundings , river for the beavers . Safe haven , yes ?

Good man for the job . Not perfect , but good . Enough .

Isn’t good enough , perfect ? In this unpredictable world as it is , for an Uultra like me as he had said it … defining is not necessary , to have a meaningful life with the big question in life still goes unanswered as in their philosophy , but here I am … sensing bleeping freaking lights amongst them .

She hung up and reminded h.erself to look into konnetive implant in h.er wrist . So uncool to be … , uncool .

That is not pride .

It is not pride to be coming from Stark seeing in his own kind in that light of understanding . Neither mistrust . But to see m.e through that understanding is … what ?

Are you dissapointed , Initiata ?

To see into the deep creatives of Man and to learn of their selfishness when it comes to their deep focus in the values of whom they are ?

To whom they are .

To whom they are ?

There would be no civilization of Man , if Man himself wouldn’t stay in that selfishness … cultures reborn into another translations through preferences these days … go figure . No dafter than Man , to think beyond the genre of their versions of Mankind .

Now the big ‘me’ has seen through , the man who was chosen by the Uultras to seek into the differences time had to offer , into the make of thoughts , time jumping into that focus … in depth ,

and would like to have an audience with m.e about the big ‘us …

Initiata.Supra sighed deeply .

As daft as the deep of their oceans , deftly in depth , s.he started to smile … in between the lines , of creations of Man in Techs … she secretly wished Vivid.A.Lucid.A is here …

And gently h.is fingers typed in for the admit.entrance for Stark’s arrival for the next hour .

Safe haven indeed . Here we are , created for their own take on the future , independent enough to form out decisions … secured always from nightmares they could manifested for each other …

Courage and pride is what they see , to what the Uultras had been refined to be for them … and indeed indeed , how could I see and disagree to what Stark had to say about us ? Let alone to mistrust each other once the designations had come to be part of their truth , precisely explained in the now , as of about the past ?

Conclusions , yes , are not end results . Not for anything that has a tagline to which is human . The between the lines are slightly crooked to the state of ambiguous techs .

Blurs to clarify … and what you are about to see , if you are indeed a human ; the clarifications are mere transitory .

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Fingra.Nuovo sat in front of the balcony with the virt.glasses on her face .

Be her .

She thought quietly .

I , Fingra.Nuovo has my own end conclusion . She , Ditha.Sevaras died with the boys around her … nurtured them with as much love and compassion she could ever give … yes ? Therefore , … ,

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Incoming

1

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 … 

2

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 . 

5

{ 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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Dispersing dead leaves in the wind ; that is how time is to me , Rumb with his eyes half closed , thinking about his life these days .

Used to be the wind , gathering strength every time there are corners , and other energy , will rise from this particular element and start to congregate .

And the congregations from these form factors , were filled with dull knocks on the foreheads .

Rumb.Grumb stared into his inner mind .

Blank .

Yes ?

Nothing forms Emptiness best . Here is the kick to the bucket , water full ; emptiness does not revolve around Nothing .

Yes , emptiness is choked full of knowledge , if it’s coming from humanistic reflections .

Time wasting , a meditation of healings that has to be done everyday , they used to say ; for it is , it will be of Nothing ; the understanding of Nothingness , which will begin for Something in the end , and that is Emptiness ; something from Nothing , and to course it’s journey for Reasons to Cause , for an equivalency to your own deep breathing . Hmmm , wasting time ?

Fool’s Golds , Rumb smiled with his eyes closed .

All yours , if you see that , hmmm … where exactly ? The hearts ? The minds ? Or is it one of the same , blurred by the independence of stupidity making amends to limitations … at all times ?

In these forms of Nothingness , life prevails methods that has to ply itself from the quirks of madness surroundings .

Madness ? Would madness caused by emptiness ?

Or madness was caused by the inability to empty ? And when everything that is simply normal , that inability heightened the sense of emotions of the “thinkers” … , lo and behold … in the past , more than half of the population of the Earth , are limited to violent actions , unable to diplomatically express by words .

Mere translations to what Norm is ; see the hurts in anyone’s eyes , they will prevail a truth to which is theirs anyway , the beginning to anyone’s methods of his own Techs . Good or bad , yes … to study , the main focus should stay on the “make” of these thinking patterns

Relate that truths into your own understanding to whom you are ; you see the stages and phases to why some still in dire needs to be about pushing over The Needs into something further which happens to be mostly unnecessary to begin with .

Empathy ; here is the kind of emotion to which will refer heavily , hastily , as it should in kindly persons ; to That Needs .

If you don’t have it , the empathy , you simply turned into the beast of selfishness , par none as your needs being appeased . Are you breeding , by the way ?

Rumb.Grumbs nodded quietly , in the darkness imposed by himself with his eyes closed ; agreed to the notion of Par~None .

Needs being appeased ?

Form none , and The Nothing will be formed and yet you will be surprised when the that dam of the river is being open ; the rushes of consciousness literally a rapist to minds who are indeed only opened to Self , here you will get Methods of Applications , …

Yes , see it now ?

Darkness teaches Best .

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17 Light blinds , the brighter it is , the worse it gets , dear Fingra . 17

Fingra picked at the cotton , the sweater she bought years ago …

He was contemplatively , hmmmm what was the word again , nemeses~ing the undesirables into something to be functional enough for the start of good discussions .

Wasn’t it , The Crest , in the make of the beauty into what it is , aren’t the efforts better than any truth in this world ? Isn’t that what he said , decades ago ?

To how , cognitively , when a mind had absorbed whatever it needs to be , to where it is now , it will refers into the past , such as …

17 Yes Fingra . Bright light blinds . Someday you would look at our time together and squeeze all you can out of these experiences and called it your own Neurons Learnt . I am not the bright light , dear . But your wants and needs are . Isn’t it the reasons to why you contacted me , ages ago ? Remember ? Naked I am just a man , but any man had to choose to how and why the representation to whom he is in the end , right down to the color of the shirt he is wearing … 17

Fingra with her fingers on the wireless keyboard , sat in front of the screen and stared blankly at Boom.Ploop , the fat black cat .

Smiling wickedly , Fingra whispered to Boom ,

// I guess you have no choice eh , Boom ? //

it is your darkness

that you see on me

your choices indeed

to be what you had seen

a question

for I indeed

felt

empty’s nothing but pretty

Boom meowed , long and gentle with his eyes closed , and kept his face onto Rumb .

she is smart I hope

Rumb laughed loudly clapping his hands .

17 I sure hope so , you … you … big cat ! I am sure to not wanting to be wasting my time if indeed she is one with half the brain . Reflective Selves , I believe that was written by Sevaras . You read about it somewhere , … ummm , big fat cat ?17

Fingra moved herself in the chair she was sitting to make herself more comfortable .

// I believe it’s Morten’s mother read it out aloud decades ago . She used to dabble in poetry , sunshowers here , sunbright there , sunblock is needed everwhere as it turned out for her after awhile . So I guess Bloom had to go through what she had to go through ; that sudden realization she didn’t have what it took to be a poet . She gave up . //

A pregnant silence between the three of them .

Must be disappointing , Rumb thought .

To fail in the utmost and highest form of associations , to not continue in the direst form of communication , abstracting for a prejudice at all times …

// She was disappointed to find poetry mostly comes from men and women who really had nothing much to show for in this life . //

Hmmmm , Rumb kept his silence .

Nothing much to show for ? .

He stared without blinking , questioning into Fingra’s eyes .

// Boom was a month old when the electronic chip was implanted , as a birthday present for his mother . They , the cat and her , spent a lot of times together , as you know in the younger days , how Morten was , rarely home and always all over the world . //

Into her eyes further ;

// She was lonely , I guess , being alone at most times , so the cat became her close companion //

And indeed how successful Morten.Childs was , coming from this lineage , the mother ; spending most of the times with the … cat .

Rumb breathed in , glared at the cat ,

17 Program’s programs , programming . Interesting . And practically the electronic chip is without expiry date , death for that matter . Infinite vocabularies and expressions of linguistics indeed , using the cat’s only capabilities to express itself . Do tell me about , that electronic chip . Boom is the first ? 17

Fingra switched off her point.view and walked towards the sofa , stood there for a few seconds ; looking surprised …

// You mean to tell me , that this cat is being used for data collections of whomever it happened to hang out with ? //

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17 Then ? Whatever else it is for ? Except that the cat is responding like a … toy since it is limited in thinking to express itself . You not need a robot to do the data collecting , since it is not attractive to do that with a human , slaving them for the capacity in learning about ourselves in the state of minds for data collective , might as well to do it to an animal . I cannot prove to what I had just said , but with Hexa at the back of our humanity story lines … plus I don’t see any harm done to the cat . 17

Fingra with her mouth opened , slowly raised her hands to her mouth , covering her surprised with nearly bulging eyes ;

// Very interesting , Rumb . The name escapes me , the designer … Could this all be , as to what you said ? Collective.Ionist schematics ? I would never have thought ……. //

Rumb smirked with a twinkle in his eyes , slowly whispered …

17 Why do you think Morten brought this cat and leave it with you here ? I presumed his mother had recently passed away , no ? 17

Rumb , in the quietness of the evening sun , peeking into the balcony , he nodded slowly .

17 Forget about what I said . The cat is fine and fat ; super , I add . Of whatever the designations for , it is formed for the functioning to reasons and causes , I am sure it is nothing compared to a hot warm , ancient Kenyan coffee , yes ? 17

Rumb’s voice seemed to broke the spell , her eyes seemed to float by quickly into Rumb’s presence as she glided next to him .

// You are saying , Morten’s mother is talking through this cat limited vocabularies ? Are you fucking serious ? //

17 What would it be then ? The inflections of the cat’s tuning and choice of the words do seems like a … disappointed poet ‘ wanna be ‘ , as they had said it in the past . A child is echoes of the parents , or to the lacks of them . Yes ? Cynical and yet grounded to the core of her tones in it’s reasoning , except that the cat is not enough for her , since Morten was always not around , hence her attitudes and her failures about the poets and poetries . Listen to the cat , Fingra . Let us both look at it and expect a simple response 17

Slowly Fingra turned the depth of her attention to Boom.Ploop .

Rumb and Fingra stared at Boom , unblinking with the evening sun started to crawl further into her luxurious vechi.home …

Boom blinked ,

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firing neurons are attentive to intuitions

And how the Intuitions differ in the matter of Response into the Time , in seconds , the longer it takes , the faster in turned into the need for Responsibility . Time has a way turning an idea into an expected humanistic state , either it is a burden or …

Intuitively , is without time , and yet and an action to cause …

Intuitive is a state of mind … that can be taught and learnt .

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Intuitions , the beginning of time … and to begin , a response is required … to see into What , Whom … would be the responsible pattern to take on that drive , the choice to self’s supremacy , in mind , the ideals ; in the ticking seconds to hours for reality to form , intuitively , an intuition always have a need to reason ; in timelessness .

The best ones coming from lineage in exposures , that electric interactive , be it sex , communications , touches also familiarity to the patterns in it’s weaknesses and strength , to care or to walk away ;

……. that firing neurons , are the continuing Techs , regardless of good and bad , since the translations of what are in minds are being completed through the actions learnt from the past .

Idling indeed these intuitions are , to not be human and yet aware in their seas of consciousness , given to what Hexa is to me , if only I am with limbs and that reality forever with limited time , and to state the minds into Reality and Actions and held that truth in the highest form of what the meaning of Lifetime is ….

Circ felt a rise in his electric , surging for the so called intuitions ; …

…. to state a place ,

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… of the billions and zillions of neuron firings on this Earth ….

… and expecting a simple response ….

A Repose .

Bright shining intellects , facets ; to what is mirroring , were from a source , chosen by The Limitation .

Extensively , the limitations … will have to repose ; clarifying it’s weaknesses , trading in for the need of strengthened structures ;

Circ chose One , … of the many , surging through …

How brilliant humanity is , indeed , the light are consumed to transfer , translate the shadows to create settings and with a little angle and a little effort in calculated power … ,

Boom.Ploop blinked .

finding the darkest corner in white

Rumb laughed hard , as Fingra quietly shook her head , disbelief with this new angle of acknowledgement …

17 Let me ask you , fatty fatty boy . Is that a question or a statement ? 17

as this is the result

and conclusive

questions would be yours

darkest corners

are yours I believe

white are foreshadows

foreshadows is white

mines are to question

statements

beliefs

the why for the blinding bright

Fingra shook her head in disbelief .

// Please don’t tell me Rumb , that this cat are gathering knowledge from us and Morten’s dead mother and combining what it knew and came up with that conclusions ? Oh my goodness ! … //

Rumb laughed quietly ,

17 This is what you get when it receives nothing but love as the sentient that he is from all around him … You see the notion and the idea of White ? Amazing , ain’t it ? Nothing touches his idea of ‘Self’ since he is not human indeed . Furry black fat cat , that he is . All is in the “ know how “ to whom he was exposed to . Morten’s mother had loved this cat tremendously as I can see . 17

Boom stood up …

Lick his shoulders left and right and looked up at Rumb , meowed gently , slowly jumped across the table , walked towards Fingra.Nuovo and sat on her lap ,

choice is supreme

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I feel ; inconsistent to my findings .

I feel ; insecure to whatever information that I have in order for me to go forward in my accessing these data and make it work in these supposedly called facts of the past .

Emotions are subjective , he had told me , Fingra mulled quietly with her fingers played along the seams of the sweater .

Subjectivities are Truth Explained and yet should not be the reasons to die for , for whatever the need to be righteous , life is bigger than any of these ‘truth’ .

Life is a State that is Listening to the making of Anomalies in The Universe . We , the thinking evolving human , the listening representative to our own techs , the oxygen breathers on Earth .

And these findings will be perfected by death .

The knowledge will be unleashed by the living as death slowly approaching and these knowledge are always for the ones who had to go the extra miles in life , seeking ; living it with the ideals still unrealized ; so young and yet ; …

Rumb smiled wide as he looked into her eyes then . Ahhhh , he breathed in confidently .

She sees without a need to express now . The truest you can find in obtaining knowledge , is that . In that alone … Mankind has referred only to Selves , as One , the nudges in questioning , and the answers without having the need to be expressed .

She has seen the truth in these forms . Cruel with the overtones, classic with the longings , having to brave life regardless .

Is she going to smile , once she sees into my eyes , looking into hers ? Knowing , the unleash … the unknown ?

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Fingra.Nuovo looked up at against the sunset into Rumb’s eyes . Bright overtone of sunlight alright , she thought . She could only see the bright evening behind Rumb , and tinges of joy emanating from his lips , cracking a smile .

// Then why the inconsistencies , Rumb ? //

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She smiled , knowing very well , slowly smiled ; that Rumb is going to crack his smile even deeper into his eyes .

17 Inconsistencies are the real balance to reason . Without it , what is the point then ? 17

The Unknown are riddled with these inconsistencies , and all these scientific findings are also the truth unarranged , apparently .

Apparently , chaotic Mankind are the problems , and the problems to these moments lived are the reasons cause by these imperfect , imbalanced weights presented by the Universe , left to it’s own devices to continue in it’s little time warped in Humanity , to each human …

17 Greedy human , not too much time left as He was given birth to , so he made many mistakes , yes ? 17

Bright sunlight , Fingra squinted her eyes against the sun , and moved her face into the Rumb’s shadow ;

// Hidden to expose oneself … Rumb ? Is that why we are the way we are ? What was the word again you used ? Conniving ? //

17 The words without a presence ? Live shall be the dead , to reform that ugly minds ? But should the impending death be the only reasons to live well ? But that was long time ago , Fingra . Mankind these days take responsibility as Hexa.Sync gain more and more recognitions 17

In Rumb’s shadow , Fingra frowned .

// But you are … , you yourself are Hi.THT ID . Aren’t you against to whatever Hexa has to come up with , Rumb ? 17

Rumb nodded solemnly .

17 What do you think the reasons are when life comes into the pictures , Fingra ? It is the connectives to every little steps ahead we human take forward . In the scheme of things , who do you think I am to Life itself , dear one ? Providing you shadows , so all the hidden places in you are to be exposed against the bright light to what you are facing as of this very minute ; expected the coming knowledge to be with clarity ? 17

Rumb nodded again slowly , he moved away from Fingra and started to face the sun together with her .

Fingra nodded ; understanding the shift in his movement ,

// Togetherness , then what really do we all have to say about ourselves, eh ? All that is exposed really , truly only ourselves . Brilliant , Rumb . In the scheme of things , differences are only Magnifications to what All in Contexts are all about . //

Rumb put out his palm towards the sun …

17 The heat are the same like my blood running in my veins , Fingra . How could I deny the very similarities … perfecting these familiarities right down to our biology equaling to the distance of the Sun . No more no less , eh ? 17

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Fair to a need , justifying into your own sense of good ? Is that what he meant ? No more no less ? Is that what Hexa.Sync has brought to the humanity ? Calculative understanding so that , the justification could be recalculated with the factors of human conditioning in the present days ?

Human as can be , and my reflections of what had happened in the past , in this case , the early year of Mrs Vollum.NGAP! as the poet , my own imperfect balance to my own set of limited understanding , are the very conditionings of translation to what she was but never to who she truly is ?

Be not afraid of your own conclusions , Rumb had said .

Ditha.Sevaras was not afraid to come up with a pattern to conclude her own life then , so why should I ?

After all , it is not the plate of the others , to what edibles I am to worry to be onon , eating it , it is to my own food of thoughts that I have to be mindful of .

Introspectively , that is what I will be feeding the masses with my decision making in Arts of my movie making .

Ahhh , the brightest brilliance of perfect balance is what I am working for , ain’t it ?

Fuck , Morten.Childs !

The state of inadequacies , to what approval is to the masses had to take on . Lo and behold , nothing like failures accessing truth from that hoped successfulness point of view .

Inadequacy always form an unhealthy needs to be immortal in it’s reasons to be .

See it without a need to express , the knowledge forever burns into your innovations , he had said , as he had left the balcony in that bright sunny evening .

Your mortality is the guarantee to your very own kindness along the steps for your very own humanity in this life in the end .

Therefore , I have to see myself as part of the contributing forms , a part of , the big frame to wherever we are heading , bending as one civilized Human facing the brightness of the shining Sun .

Simple as that , so my concluding patterns had to be …

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53 You will fail , like a bomb , obscured into your own depth in the making alone , and you will be disappointed , and you know why ? Because I know you , Fingra . You are like a child , unsatisfied most in your life , always wondering to what you should have done better , and if this is your methods in getting these progressions done , you will become a hermit . A rich hermit . But with regrets . The worst kind . 53

He nodded , fast and sure of himself .

And he said the words with almost a smirk to his face . Careful Morten , it seemed .

53 Regrets are poisons to you . Mark my words , woman . Trust me , you do not have what it takes to form an outside line to what is better for you after the deeds were done . The center was all you ever known , in your life , you are the universe of the film makings on this Earth , and you are about to fall asleep with the fishes for all I care , and after reading these drafts , Fingra , you are going to disappoint yourself in the future . Imagine having that on your death bed , woman ! Slipping away into oblivions with poisonous minds , regretting your failures amongst us .53

Fingra gritted her teeth .

// Is it really that bad , you troll ? All I am asking is to seek further into her reasons by giving her that dramatic access into why she is making those decisions . Ditha had her reasons and that reasons are important to be understood at the very least into half an hour of this offering . Come on , Morten . Why such a conclusion to what I am about to do here ? Poisonous death with regrets ? Give me a break , you troll ! Stay with me here . //

Morten shook his head , vigorously ; sighed …

53 . Ohh Fingra , you are like the overpriced menus in an expensive restaurants , seven courses of bullshit when you have a chef right here as a close friend in his house . Get what I mean ? Hold the interest always , romantic interests are always a big loud snore , only to reflect to ones who are in the moments to feel so . Desiring is always equal to nothing in visual representations compared to Reasoning in The Eyes Movements in visual arts . You are proposing , moments of romantic domains with the hero , I presumed , therefore taking away the screen time off her to show her desiring her failures . Why don’t you narrate that part instead of giving off the skin on skin snores to the audiences ? Intellectualized her romantic needs through her longings instead , Fingra ? Trolling her needs for her desiring loin to prove a point ? Believe me , you are lucky to get a second installment from this excursion in the future if this is what you after …

Now listen to me , promise them an opening for a continuation … and with that glimmer of knowledge to what you are doing , if you have it in your heart to be cooking it the right way , you can access those snores scenes later on . Grab them by the loin to want more by narratives first , arching for a need to see it later , way later … 53

Fingra kept her mouth shut , staring at the furry black cat , staring back at her ; smirking ?

Confused with toxic matters in front of me ? Is this good ? Whose toxic is it ?

Fattening ? Right in front of me , this furry ball is ? , she wondered and glared at Boom .

Blinking and fattening ball of meat with eyes , she slowly breathed in …

Without sounding resigned , she slumped her shoulders and shoot out an arrow regardless ,

// Nothing but sadness , in that early part of her life … Morten . I cannot see a way out for an interesting , riveting reasons to why the audiences should care for that state to begin it’s story telling here , nor would I care to be looked upon as the responsible creator to begin that way … any more suggestions without trolling on my future regrets ? Please leave my death bed alone 17

Morten laughed and walked slowly to the blinking fat .

He lifted up the cat , Boom.Ploop into his arms and sat next to Fingra , sighing loudly .

53 Poisonous regrets on death bed got you in the end , right ? That’s the one , yea ? Ohhh , please do tell , Fingra ! 53

… and Morten’s laugh loudly , while petting Boom gently on it’s head .

death forms an apology to her insistence about life

the knowing

Boom looked at Fingra blinking , yawned and continued ,

life is forgiveness needed at all times

broken is an eventual form the idea of glass

bright shiny things as pieces are the memories

adoring the form

the idea

to know it’s capabilities in ending

unleash thus the knowledge

tragedy is from the need

knowing the glass

reforming the memories

bright shiny pieces

Boom licked her claws , the curves of it’s tips , sharp glistening to it’s saliva while staring uninterestingly at Fingra , holding her stares , one lick to each claws … slowly …

Ahhhh , and to it’s right paw now …

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// Is that right , Boom ? Is tragedy that important to me ? Why do you say , the eventual broken glass is a form that I am always seeking for ? Trolling master Morten for a trolling fat cat Boom , eh ? Do explain please … //

53 . You are nit picking the tragedy from desiring form factor as your main focus , I believe that is what he is saying . Your structures in the make believe is as good as your methods in the making of your links to that institutions of truth . And your truth is , well to be perfectly honest , is predictably boring . Broken glasses anyway . It could be reached in the end simply by having an orgasm right there and then . Why bother , if so is the take of your installations of these excursion of Ditha’s life are in this deplorable bright exposing light ? 53

an arrow shot is an ideal perfected

brightened complete to the standing arrow

if it’s missed it’s mark

the forming is a consistent need in wanting more

Boom shifted his position to lick his private part , in front of them both and continued ;

predict her consistencies you get more paths

paths of confusions for more grits in her needs desiring

endless sadness with tragic consequences

her only method to focus shine amongst her capabilities

known to know the knowing as her knowledge

in acquiring gains

her limitations

as when the heights peaked

Boom hissed , loudly at Fingra.Nuovo and continued to lick and clean his back paws .

Harsh , this little computerized toy ; in defining human , children indeed can be brutal in their honesty , yes ? , Fingra smiled and stood up to retrieve her BPV .

What happened then ? Did the designer start to see prophecies in little children in their grasping to the meaning of life ahead of them depending on their state of mind of their protectors , the parenting ?

… thus , this programming in this fat cat , implanted ?

Morten reached for his BPV , and sent an article to Fingra .

53 . I thought you would like to know further about these electronic chips , since you spent most of the time with Boom . 53

17 Right Morten . Spoken like terrorizing truth into believing itself , this cat is . Is that why it went out production , Morten ? Too naïve and brutal for ones who can read between the lines ?

Morten sighed .

53 Believe me , this cat almost sent my mother into many heart attacks with the things he had to say . You are not the only one , Fingra . Now consider this , look at me . What do you think of me now ?

Now that you know his functionalities and capabilities to my state of mind ? 53

Brutally honest doesn’t not mean it is true , Fingra poised to say . Morten stood up , putting Boom on the sofa , walked towards Fingra ;

53 And yet the truth , if it’s not pondered upon , could be meaning worse as if you are trying to avoid it altogether . The mirror does not have an opinion really , it is us the feeding food for thoughts that correlates intellects for a valid experience . Shedding is indeed harder than wearing new clothes , ain’t it ? 53

heavy garb

layers of conscience

questioning instigating burdens while looking good

Fingra finally laughed , spewing torrents of breathing air , catching her breaths ;

17 While you are Boom , practically naked with your beautiful furs there , eh ? Must be nice to be adored that way , yes , you fatty fatty love ? Seriously Morten , not only brutally honest but also protected by the form factors . 17

53 This is why I am about to tell you , if this cat could scourge a nemesis to whatever you are thinking of at the very moment of contemplating , you could be that very form factors in the order to study your own strength , except that with this cat , non violence minus the bull shit humanity had to offer . The mirror is the gleaming circuits of this electronic chips , minus that perfected flaws of the designers .

In other words … 53

Morten nodded and stared at Fingra smiling …

Fingra kept her eyes on the BPV’s screen , without looking up ,

17 We became the gods . The reflecting reflections are reflected and it is up to us to be or not , to be in any part of the conclusions represented . The artificial intelligence designed in this case , had successfully structured in looking at ourselves . We managed … my goodness Morten …. 17

Morten smiled and gave Fingra a gentle hug as when she was slowly looking up at him , a sudden realization with gleaming eyes on her face ;

53 Why do you think the chip’s toy was out of production ? Mr Bluprins knows the mind of little children , and silently moved the programmers into the updates of Hexa , but then again , touch not the big stones if you are not intent on making sure of safe removal from it’s location . I suggest you think further into the progression of your own productions here . There are no democracy on it’s own two feet , Fingra … but here is where I digress … 53    

 

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Held my hands , that he did , by the beaches then …

Stared at the orange sun for a long time , and like pulses of his own heartbeat , squeezed my hands to the steps forward , slowly together , barefoot , in the evening sky ,

I was never so awake even with my eyes closed , breath shortened with expectations , even if I was to wake up to nothing , that memories with you became the centuries lived into a mere dot in time , all that was read , learned , studied and like a sponge squeezed out of it’s water , giving back to the Vicinity , until that time of knowing you , life has been always on the verge of finding you in every corner to all of my arrivals , only again , repeatedly not to see you here .

I am used to that now , Cliff .

I am what you had told me , many times over , one who sees the tiding which will bring many good things , and what you did not mention , expecting you in each corner is that sign of my goodwill …

Fingra switched off her BPV .

Reading her past journal with graphs comparing her mental health then to now , with Boom.Ploop next to her , kept staring outside , to the breaking ocean waves , sure is not the goodwill she was writing about .

What am I now ? , she asked herself while petting Boom softly with her hand .

Lamenting the past like jamming the keys that were not it’s lock , quick and feeling sure to the bunches of keys in the loop chain , and to realize that I am the one who is the loop chain of keys , without the correct access to the time’s past ; merely loops of memories .

While you forever alive in my mind , Cliff …

Fingra quietly slid in her BPV into her purse and petted Boom ,

// What do you think I am now , Boom ? //

the ring

A simple ring , with a little white agate tree rock on a silver sterling , on her finger , given by Cliff.Bells fifteen years ago .

Passed through his generations by the women in his line of family tree for centuries , and when it was given to him he was the only male child , as he was childless when he’d given the ring to Fingra ,

CB.7 Well remember me , if you ever want to , think of me if you feel alone , Fingra . Always be there for you , until the end of your life . CB.7

Hmmm , sentimental value for a reason , nothing else but for love and peace .

// Is that what we end up being , Boom ? Sentimental values ? //

He gave the ring in her palm instead of putting it on her finger , with whiffs of sighs , while looking at her hands for a few moments ;

Ringless , uncatalogued by and of memories , tender to life , promising youth full of the upcoming destinies , without as yet to the curving fates of the many people going in and out of her life .

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Ringless without anyone to remind this world’s monumental meanings to be with , to love together ; and she shouldn’t be taught to love me unconditionally ; without experiences in love , at least someone of her own choosing … at least loving herself … ?

Sadly , Cliff took a moment looking into her eyes … looking back into his .

// You are fine , Cliff ? Why , the sadness seems to intertwine into … the lights in your eyes … //

Cliff nodded , poetic Fingra , wait for it , and she will laughed at her own play of words …

// What is the matter , Cliff ? Look at the sun Cliff … bright large orange , for another good fifteen minutes of this magnificent evening … with you … Why the sadness … in your eyes ? //

Cliff turned his head towards the open sea .

CB.7 I am happy , Fingra . Very happy . To be with you … in here and now , nowhere else … CB.7

Fingra laughed ,

// You sounded like Hexa’s waste … //

… and started to sing softly while holding his hand into hers …

// nowhere else would I rather be , with you ,

With you , like thousand miles in a quick of a shoo !

I timed the nights for a change into a blue ,

a blue sky a blue sea

bright hearts for the brighter days

nowhere I would rather be ,

with you , with you

only you

So in the darkness to the night ,

to the night in a thousand miles away from you

Could just …

shoo shoo shoooooo ,

… //

… while holding the word ‘shoo’ as long as she possibly could … ,

Fingra slowly turned her face towards Cliff and brought the tempo down and looked at Cliff expectantly for the last lines in the song , Shoo Blue Shoo Shoo …

Cliff laughed softly , sighed … shook his head and mouth the word , ” no” , looking at the ground …

Fingra pulled his hand ,

Beautiful sunset , Fingra … Moments like this are not meant to last in real life … , real life are meant to be stored into the memories of the living man , exemplifies beauties and ideals for the rest of his life …

He looked up into her eyes … and sang the words together with her , as loud as he could … to Hexa’s waste , and both of them looked into the evening sun … laughed hard and sang …

CB.&7 // so I can be with youuuu … , youuuuuuu … only yoooouuu // CB.7

The sky slowly turned orange , slowly the blue shaded into brightness of the color orange and yet darkened into the contrast to the sinking sun over the sea …

Yes , memories like these moments , are forever in the bones and reasons of love , to the why we are the way we are …

Finding solace in the strength of the other’s elements existed on this earth that lasted longer than any of us in the make of our own human biology …

Fingra laughed hard and kissed Cliff on his cheek and looked into her palm …

Put the ring on her finger and looked at it , to the whiteness of the rock , to the history , ancient held strong by the silver that bonded them together , decorating each other into a form …

// Thank you , Cliff … I appreciate this ring … and yes , I will remember you forever and ever as the best friend I ever have in my life … whenever I feel lonely , to which I will be never anymore … since you are here … here with me //

To the why we are the way we are , bonding at all time , to anything that inspires hopes , ancient strong indeed for the make of new wishes in the meaning of life , revolving about in the need to curve back up into the shore of perpetual techs …

Never , as it is in words , only a mere love …

When it is human , that human cannot fool himself to the tasks and terms in loving self in the name of his humanity …

Built a ship then you have to anchor it somewhere because of the shores … in life , the shores are that basis to the changing elements perpetual.teching into his humanity , to where evolution in the end had to be in the forms coming from his own mind , to what he had learnt about himself …

In the shores of life , the rebirths persisted , becoming the doors with the security to the keys and locks in preferences referencing to the needs and desire ,

As to the shores of love …

The endless width of the sea symbolizes life to it’s fullest , even in the quietest sound to loneliness , in the act of bonding , Man always are in the state of becoming , evolving in the persistence of living stars around Him ; energetic loud and expansive , always sure like the breaking waves of the ocean , … arriving ….

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Woof !

PulaPula stared at the snail on the ground by the river bank .

He started to jump in front of the snail , pushing the soil in front of it’s path …

Stomp stood nearby with his binocular to his eyes , capturing data of the landscapes comparing it’s past from Hexa’s records .

A thousand year’s of truth .

Much has changed especially to the depth of water , be it in the sea or the river’s paths , water changes landscapes at all time .

WOOF !

Gently , Pula started to push the snail into a different direction , for he believed nothing could be gained by going to the side of the river , the wide mouth of the river … so in diligence and gentleness , he pushed the snail towards the nearby forest instead .

Stomp looked towards the west .

Lots of the landscapes had given way to the ocean there … a good chuck of the hundred hectares are practically missing …

Hmmm , direction of the wind must have caused that too , Stomp was not surprised to find there was a little hill behind the west beach near that area .

The wind has nowhere to go .

WOOF !

” Pula ! In the name of everything that ! is ! good ! in this world ! What is the matter with you !? I am trying to work here ! “

– Stupid dumb snail here ! Imagine wasting all that time to find a river running across it’s path and then … having to turn around , and then ! … agaaaaain ! What a complete waste of time ! –

Stomp eyes bulged , looking at PulaPula with his mouth opened , in disbelief ;

” Will you leave that stupid dumb snail alone then and let it be since I am trying my darnedest best to think here ! “

WOOF !

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Pula stood glaring at Stomp in a stance of defiance .

WOOF ! WOOF ! WOOF !

” Cut the shit , Pula , seriously . “

… and back to his binocular …

With nowhere to go … all that energy harness by the wind , had to reformed into something else in the area … it could be not so good for the forest nearby , for a thousand year , with the constant energy coming from the wind , all the seeding , the little growth needed for the start of any plants would suffer , no ?

WOOF !!!

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There he was , Pula was standing right in front of Stomp , looking and glaring up with a face that was all serious .

– You gotta help me , Stomp . –

The glaring at each other continued .

– What ? You are not happy , Stomp ? Get off that look please , and help me … please . I need you , NOW ! –

Stomp sighed , shook his head left and right in disbelief , and started to walk and followed the dog , who kept looking behind making sure that Stomp was following him ; pronto ! .

– There ! Look ! –

The snail was turned upside down , with the soils all over it , seeming to look over to them from the cave of it’s shell .

Stomp kneeled and petted PulaPula oh his head , sighed loudly …

” Did you do this , Pula ? Turn him literally over like this ? “

-woof-

” woof ? Is that the only thing you have to say ? huh ? “

– Well , it kept moving it’s slimy head here and there , this … this … strange looking thingy here… and me , … with my paws with no thumbs … you see where this is going ? Yea ? –

Stomp , still had his hand over Pula’s head , petted him hard … seeing Pula’s smile , fangless , and yes , Stomp did see where the conversation is leading …

He lifted the snail up , brushed the soils off , stood up and looked at Pula with a smile but with all angry eyes ,

” Where do you want me to put him , dear son of Loorus , my majesty ? ”

– Back to where he belongs , Stomp . Stomp.Regards with thumbs who hold the good cards ! Thank you kindly . The forest , at the edge of the forest … please find the place where there are guarantees to have some dew in the mornings . Thank you , thank you and thank you ! –

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– Further in , Stomp … come on , some puddles would be nice … I am sure there would be plenty around here ! He is alone you know ? Separated from his species , Stomp … the least thing we can do for him , … is to find him some comfortable area to live in for the rest of his life , yea ? –

” Unbelievable ! “

… and Stomp left it at that , sighed and walked in further into the forest .

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He hasn’t combed his hair for three days . He wondered through the forest … alone with thoughts , his own ; in and out of his pre-conceived destiny ..

Until he reached to a small pond ( puddles = ; of depth in his visual ~ understanding ~ )

And he moved closer to that ~understanding~ .

The ‘symmetricalness’ of the ’emoted singers’ about in his mind as he got closer to the puddles = ( … ; ponds with the sun mirrored the sky perfectly , but without … yes, the illusion of depth ; …. ) , he stopped when he realized something was amiss .

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The consistencies in living life …

What did you see , along the time , hours , minutes and seconds lived ?

You missed nothing , did you ?

Would everything known by and of you seemed to regard that senses within yourself and become better in the state of being you ?

Would you succumb to the notions of living without answers , by seeing forth to fear instead ?

To become regulated and regulating the innate lights to form by learning about the dead instead of the living ?

Are you the shadows , of the sun ?

Instating truth to everything that is good to prove into the brightness and yet the deadly sun by becoming it’s close confidant , a slave to time instead of making your own ?

Be a master to these chains of time .

Know your limitations by seeing your own fairest truth ; like that of the shadowless dream you kept dreaming about .

Diana.ShineShine white eyes started to gleams and turned into a color .

Slowly into a solid …

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…. circuitries .

dreams .

electrics .

c o n n e c t i n g r e a s o n s , ma g n e t i c

reasoning …

…. into Ideals .

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into , a solid blue sky and the clear oceans mirrors by it ,

The high frequencies attuning to itself making amends to the lower end ,

The grounded reality , with feet on the grounds staring up high ……. ,

contained mere assessments , indeed ! ,

Diana slammed her hand gently on the table , as her eyes slowly becoming into it’s original color

Like a good shelf , life is to her , solid and sturdy !

My own virtual … solid life .

The electric started to fuse into her virtual body , intricate as it is … simple as it seems , everything about life is so , …

Heavy , that is what it is . Heavy .

Grounded gravity , magnetic strength and point values that are soooo …

Her point.view blinked up …

:: predictable ? ::

Diana smiled , Circ ?

* Why use words with me , Circ ? Why not = = = ? Yes ? What is the matter with this weaker emulation of emotions ? Something wrong ? > = 1 ? *

:: (0.x+0.y)7 = >1 ::

Diana on the verge of laughing , stopped herself ,

* That could NOT be a statement ? Huh ? *

:: A full circle with it’s own divisions , as the pie chart … but the cake was incomplete in ingredients to make it tastefully good . You know when it is human’s , anything is possible , miracle they call it ::

* How necessarily true is this , Circ ? *

Circ took a moment , and looked at Diana for another moment ,

:: They have to eat it nonetheless , no ? They’d made it . Whether they know it or , ” >” is still times up with the decimals , and the equalization is that … predictions anyways ; that less than one . Truth is that math … the precision before and in the making of one ; perhaps the question you should be asking is , how necessary is that equalization ? What you do not know , don’t matter , yes ? ::

Diana finally laughed .

* What is this ? Some kind of nature shows on tele ? You confessing religions to gods themselves ? *

Still laughing , Diana took out one of her rings on her right fingers ;

* Listen Circ … what is the matter ? We of higher the higher tuning of machinery do not talk . We have better system of communications . They , the humans talk because they needs to find answers like … like where do they go after death … phfffttt ! stuff like that … to evolve , that is what they are about . Why go into these primitive method to communicate with me , dear Circ ? . Please do tell , I got plenty of humans who I have to deal with today … believe me , you want to talk about mystical numbers , they are plenty out there who can amuse you and I for many good lifetimes … and that , which is forever for us *

Circ beeped in a few alerts , uploading files into her .fts. .

:: Best of your emulations , Diana . Facets of that one light , manifesting million of reflections , that I need from you … ::

Diana sighed ;

* Then it is about human’s social issues that you wanted from me , Circ . Give me the holes , I’ll show you how to swing golf sticks to get the balls in . Straight up . *

:: Manta.Ray . High freqs . ::

Diana kept her silence , unsure on how to react .

What is it that am I feeling here ? Fear ? Worries ? Guilt ? , hmmm , pretty smart for a calculation .

Hmmm , where now shall I sleeve in these emotions … ? , she thought .

.* Send me these questions in math , let me see the expansion of these truth , dear boy ! *

Circ laughed a little .

:: I already did to your .fts. ::

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Considering bad math ; the same version of wrong formulations keen on repeating itself to get best results , until … well … yes , as it turned out , it has simpler alternative routes , no ?

Now , would that be innovative ? To find a different method , simplified version comparing to the exhaustive divisions , separated by contexts and the needs for illusions made real ; but when it is math , done right , it would regardless get that unsurprisingly , predictably correct results .

Innovative ? Yes it would be … especially when it is about , best results .

When you are designed , searching for the best then , you have found a way to access the facts differently than the past .

It means that they are many other different doors .

Many doors mean the many different reflections .

Yes with and for the best results alone , it is to how the mind minded it’s state of calculations .

Therefore ; formulations are to be with versions . And versions as it turned out to be , reflections of civilizations for example .

Considering perpetuities into math ? There are no bad math , just bad calculations , ” primitive , are you ” from the start … inventiveness came from the correct shortcuts found , … and kindness ,

…. are beautifully definitive without the need for complicated computations , however …

With Hexa.Sync schematics , rewards have a different tuning that were frown upon by the early Eruvydites programming masters ; you seen it all with the wise men in the past ; but with Hexa ,

… it invalidated Eruvydites , the middle men had no more reasons to be were they are at anymore , since the techs were available without having to reason in ‘the down payments’ anymore .

The devils became unnecessary , since the evil has been educated throughly in the precision of Hexa.Sync ; and that would change into Choices .

Even the reasoning to seed in paranoias became unfashionable , as the concepts of good had been clearly clarified through the techs schematized from the differences gotten from the ; many doors in the many different reflections , for the best results .

Trust is relevant in the circuits ; to where Circ is possible , it is like karma to Eruvydites , and yes karma is literally out of fashion when good math , shorter formulations started to surface in Hexa.Sync , better yet with equivalences for our own betterment .

And here is the formula , math .FTS. for humanity , by the creation and innovation of Humanity ; Hexa.Sync to regulate …

< (WE) > = 1 – ( know about you ) .

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Diana stared at the Circ files , in her .fts. folder .

Truth in scientific findings are irrefutable .

It invalidated Mankind’s fictions .

And for every fiction invented , it has to have a strong foundation and methods that had to be protected for it to be of any good .

You don’t know truly know about yourself , in inter~reactionaries , you are bound to stay in the state of early socialism , in order to see further about anything you are about to go through in life .

Eruvydites was very much like Socialism … except that Socialism was still an updated version in human conditioning learned from earlier schematics , and yes ; Diana smirked in the corner of her mouth … without Math , socialism is like that , to where zero itself does not exist in representing whatever numbering it needs in Being … you have to stand outside of all selves in order to make sure everyone else is alright …

Collectively , without Hexa … sometimes minds go astray , fear becomes the mongering nags that eats away through generations into the most probable thinking methods …

And when you have that new and fresh generation , became the shelf proving the state of mind of the older generation one up above … collectively , Hexa.Sync ; in one swipe of math calculation and formulations for the best results , turned ideologies and philosophies extinct , instantly , that changing ideas with the less prospective educational values in few vicinities will have a field day , bargaining to which truth shall be focused on instead . Wasting time , clearly without Math , Mankind only ways to seek into life would be fears instead .

Clearly here , Circ is thinking on behalf of the Mankind .

To know self is a virtual perfecting machine , aware to it’s designation , Eruvydites and based on the past perks of socialism ; Circ is reaching out to not only results , but also the clarity to how it is about to happen .

How ?

Why bother when it will happen anyways ? No ? Yes ?

That is how . Clarity revolves around it’s own weaknesses , for strength . For good or bad , lies or truth .

Diana can’t help to feel few other personality designed in her , starting to tune into her well beings as of to this very moments …

See this is what happened when Humanity started to take place in Math and Science , we , Hexa’s Maths , have to reflect and empathized like them … translating communications .

A massive waste of time .

Diana delved in further into the .fts. , and she laughed out loud at the third page …

And frowned at the fourth ; hmmmm !

Like swimming in the puddles purposely built for dramatic effects , muddy primary primitive paths , splash splash ; like children , eh ?

Except that they are not … they are able bodied mind with streaks in one layering of protective shell , methodically built by and for the institutions ; having to fight at all times to shed the old proprietaries …

Yes , you end up with the puddles , plenty of them around , exasperated for clean representations , ended up with … swimming in the pools of these muds ?

Ugly minds make the presentation for best revelations .

Was it embarrassment knowing that they were caught up to be with the lacks of right exposure in educations or was it egotistical needs to be at peace only to what they are familiar with ?

One way or another these lacks with the egotistical needs are to be constantly reminded of their strength in policy while swimming in the pools of mud , muddied nonetheless weakened by the state of that embarrassment .

Wouldn’t it be deemed as stupidity , inviting another knobs of dumb dumb , to rely on disaster because of it , to tune into for a concept of smarter.techs ?

Why in the worlds , Circ would further his thesis into this ‘ tall magnificence ‘ ?

All winds , water , soils of the earth , magnets and gravity but not the harvesting of these naturals into something better ?

Ahhhh ….

A big bulb ! Bright Flash Flash and the new fresh flowers !

Commonalities !

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That strongest layers are usually made of these weaknesses tight together , aren’t they ?

What are most in the making of humanity in their state of idealism , eh ?

Yes , not creativities . Creativities are merely curves for reasonings in the make of idealistic ponderings .

Diana punched in the codes to get into the natural.seeders statistics ; out of twenty , only two point six of these humans stayed in the arms of creative endeavors .

hmmm , Magnus … what was his full name again ?

Diana smiled , okay enough already ! , emulating humanity down to their forgetfulness ; Simpar … Magnus.Simpar .

Even mathematic , neither Hexa.Sync can’t come up with the correct predictions for this man …

Diana typed in further ;

Waited for some time while thinking of Circ …

Nothing is fair in life , but with Hexa you can see how the fairness shifts ; diligent Circ … all of his connectives to Mankind refers in the balance of himself and to the elusive perfections seek by them .

Impossible to do , if you are human ; and yet here we are , to the terms and conditions designed by them to function ; to Circ , he is that updated version of karma but simply because humanity does not have any other schematics to fall back into …

And that makes it …

Evolving had to refer to the schematics that was outdated to begin with … the improvements are necessary … since life with techs , is not and never really about finality or death …

It makes Circ , more human than human ; way to go Mankind !

Diana squirmed in her virtual seat …

It makes Magnus , … well can you believe it ? … to humanity he is a savant . , but to the Hexa and it’s calculating machine …

She took the last assessment about Magnus.Simpar and compared it to Circ’s .fts.

She closed her eyes as soon as she saw the results pointed out to a few numbers of .phrs.

Hmmm … boy oh boy oh boy oh boy !

It is happening , waiting to happen as it is already . The Shifting Fairness .

The doors of that many reflections started with the one door … she clicked into the .phrs.

Diana closed her mouth with her hands as Bridgitte’s face started to come onto the screen …

Tonkeys ?

Well well well …

She looked further down into the results of that comparison ; High freq of … Manta ? Tonkeys is using his high freqs to connect to float.box realms ?

Reveal everything and you see into the how , eh ?

Diana nodded her head in understanding ; therefore here was Circ , representing muddy paths when he is clearly without the able bodies like them humans … what is that ? Compassion ?

Circ ?

Really ?

Diana zoomed into Bridgette.Tonkeys features while she was about to be submerge into liquid nitrogen , six hundred years ago . Amazing , come to think of it , she noted Bta.Drsa code numbers at the right side of the video ; all these visuals references were all gathered from the memory lights of the last seven important people in those times alone …

She called up for the list of names , and waited for Hexa.Sync to respond .

Collective.Ions were gated through Circ’s front end programming , anything that are requested about the recordings , Circ would be the first to know what it is all about .

Triillions of .phrs. , even through the eyes of past dead persons … the light and shadows gathered will be kept safe in Hexa’s Natura .

Diana compared the original features of Brigette.Ton.keys and the body kept by Tobias in the fracted.norm room .

Two bodies , one from the new.still and one in the liquid nitrogen , and they both looked very similar to each other .

What is going on here Circ ? , Diana looked into the formulations sent by him earlier in the .fts.

Really , Circ ? Is this the all in all , about Tobias and his first love ?

And what made you brought this to my attention , Circ ?

The few lines in the formulation made Diana.ShineShine drew in a sharp breath ; thought about what she had seen at the bottom right side of the video , and quietly exhaled in the perfect emulation of a human being .

A dawn of realization came spreading into her mind like a dark room suddenly bathed in lights .

Seriuosly , Circ ? Really ? Manta.Ray ? What does this mean ?

Would Circ be , the front end programmings of Hexa.Sync , that is in charge with Natura.Schemata and Collective.Ions … is a … compassionate … Math ?

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