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Wither . Wither

Once , piled into many moments

Components in the sound

of Rustling Leaves ; Stronger , Stronger

Moments , the Memory

Wings and The Wind

Components reminding

of Once .

Once .

You were

that

I am .

Wither . Wither

Strongest is The Strong

Components of Today

The Remarkable Once

Piles of the many moments

Rustle . Rustle

Once again ,

Reminding you .

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Fingra scratched her head .

Morten started to laugh , seeing Fingra’s confusion .

// Like a piece food stuck in between teeth , isn’t it ? //

Morten clapped his hand , laughed hard at his own incoming predicted silence .

And he kept his silence , with Fingra finally stared at him raising her eyebrows .

Morten nodded , seeming to agree , while Rumb calmly readjust his posture on the sofa .

17 And what do you do with that little pieces of food , Fingra ? 17

// You serious ? //

17 I am 17

.53 He is serious . And I know where she is going to with this , Rumb . Taste buds are reminder of time spent with your chosen interests . .53

// If it’s there , then I know soon enough , it is time for me to brush or floss my teeth … //

Morten.Childs nodded his head while staring knowingly at Rumb.Grumb .

.53 Rustle.Rustle ? Ring a bell , Fingra ? Ever had the opportunity ?.53

Hmmmm , gleaming spots , Rumb thought and kept his silence .

// Once upon a time ago , yes . Why do you think , she used wither . wither ? //

Boom slowly walked in front of them three , and licked his paws .

Rumb raised his eyebrows in discomfort seeing Boom , while Fingra kept on her eyes on Rumb expecting an answer .

Gleaming spots , huh ?

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jaded mind sees the best of gleams

… and continued to lick his other paws .

.53 Who said that ? Who ? You , Rumb ? .53

Fingra and Morten laughed , and as Morten stood and walked to pick Boom up , Rumb again , readjust his composure .

// You okay , Rumb ? You seem uncomfortable . //

17 I am alright . Thinking of some astronomy work . 17

Gleaming spots in places that were not expected to be .

Manifesting conjurations are from the angles to whom sees , the opportunity represent the best ‘truth’ .

Brain washing literals , as that best chosen truth to become an incantation , and the stars are equivalents in the making of their own existence .

Same old same old .

.53 You okay Rumb ? You do look pale . If you need to , you can lie down there on the sofa .53

lights are arriving

on the dullest reflection

how strong is it

wither . wither

and when the jaded sees

Fingra started to rearrange the sofa pillows , and gently touched Rumb’s shoulder .

Rumb nodded slowly and lay down on the sofa .

// Can I get you water ? //

17 . Please continue , don’t mind me . Lack of sleep is all . I’ll be alright soon enough . A little of imported salt in my water , if you can Fingra ? Yes ? 17

… said it with a smile , healthy eager smile it seems like to Fingra .

healthy fatty lunch later

would be the light in his empty cave

// Seriously Rumb ? You didn’t eat well ?//

A worried look on her face started to manifest as she sat near the tea table .

Rumb smiled weakly , shook his head and moved his attention to Morten who had Boom on his lap .

17 I am fine . Although I do not mind having a nice lunch with nice company such as you two . 17

empty cave and all alone

lights the reminding bright

once he was

rustling leaves

now his memory

moments is all that he is

Fingra stayed frozen looking at Rumb’s faces , smiling weakly .

That is the saddest she heard all week . The cat was surely representing all woman whom he knew in the past , isn’t he ? Human thoughts , dead or alive , bursting through that implanted chips with simply just mere promises of great food .

Hmmm , Fingra mulled . Life’s reality as truth but nothing is more real than impending death , right ?

.53 Truth is , Boom , empty cave is always more peaceful than choke full of people living in a house . .53

Morten rolled his eyes , nodding his head at Fingra ,

.53 Love is not what you imagined it to be , Boom . It is not as simple as one meow into another .53

Rumb with his hand , petting Boom’s head , breathed in slowly and shook his head amused by the cat .

// You are loved , well loved by us and you really don’t have to love us , do you now , Boom ? //

Rumb breathed in long and spoke while he exhaled ,

17 That’s right , kitty cat . Fatness do not mean you know everything , furry face do not mean you are smart , one meow do not mean you can heal the world . So go chomp food , fatty fatty fat cat . 17

They , the cat and the old man stared at each other faces , and they all laughed .

ugly heart loves too

lucky beautiful me to be loved by you

all hearts

ugly ugly you

pretty pretty me

meow

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Paces between spaces .

Spaces amongst the paces .

Reaching destination in getting for another arrival .

Stations .

It was not the loneliness within , it was impatience , yours , seeing time constrains working it’s magic .

Stand aside , you will feel sometimes , I am seeking , Time would say to you .

And in the state of your mind , chaotic and yet at peace , having to keep your silence could be quite … not as interesting compared to … say … sorrow ?

Choose dear one , into which emotions would you rather feel ?

Impatient minds at work , despise mundane concepts of nothingness .

And yet , they thrive , don’t they ?

As the spaces and the paces are nearing ; amongst and in between ; anyone can’t help but to feel some kind of expectations , yes ?

Vivid.A nodded with h.is eyes closed shut .

Most definitely sees it coming , that man , could .

Predicting through words and it’s associations ? Chosen minds with the methods of focus ? Intonations in delivery ? Timbral and circular .

Life.Consultant , eh ?

Vivid.A checked out history patterns , his decision making .

A loner at most times … content to spend most of his times with books and dining outside , alone .

Sparse intellects , gleaming only practically in his decisive moments . But never ever in the last twenty years , based upon mere chances .

Lonely that he is , but he coincides his intellects , in perfect decisiveness to that sparseness .

You cannot cheat your own ideals , and this man definitely builds upon that honesty .

Vivid.A Lucid.A entered , in h.er mind.tecK with the remote in h.is hand into the past , Keen.Kapital’s .

Spiraling thought patterns , parallel to his breathing patterns as he exhaled ; to the end always .

The inhaling of breaths would be the life to the decisions he is about to make .

Written in stones , this guy practically is … a burden to my kind , that is , but for without those burdens , you would be … not human , yes ? .

Simple as that .

Reflections gathers dust alone for the resulting data to factor in these achievements . Useless light decays .

Does he ?

Vivid.A walked into Keen’s mind.tecK to a few seconds more … and look back to see whether Keen looked back for comparison to decisions that he had made . Nope .

S.he walked in further into his hours … and looked back … there , trails of Keen’s visions looking back …

S.he walked back toward the entrance and found to the start of the minutes when he looked back …

And compared it with the rest of his methods into his life .

Consistent .

It is no surprise a man to be this consistent to be singular in his preferences ?

Consistency .

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Consistency ?

You literally have to be contented , yes ? … with your own surroundings … and Mankind usually relate this only to companionship , unless …

H.e stopped at random to his every beginning to where he was looking back , into his memory , visually …as he had experiences them .

There , as “.I.” would have thought earlier , Keen’s own clients .

Now how would humanity would be looked upon by this man’s lights ? . Sadness ? Pity ?

All of the above plus that notorious ‘glad it wasn’t my family’ ?

All these manifestation in this life.consultant’s life had to come somewhere visibly familiar to me , no ?

Numbers and statistics are always inapplicable and unpredictable to futuristic humans themselves .

Only to the past history , Man could be redefined , to the future the language had to be in the poetry ; the Mathematics are with the poets’ hopes .

‘Freewill in them’ to say that ‘this is fate’ says a lot about them , that the creators in them should not be measure by their own invention .

Sacrileges , the fearing about amongst themselves . Tawdry , ain’t it ?

Not as tacky , as tawdry when you get to learn how they can be evil to each other , lies and deceptions for mere gains .

An education you would say now .

Imagine that , using symbolism indeed while the devil , human energy staring at them right in the face … while all goodness clarified in the most needed forms in … , kred.its anyways .

Vivid.A tracked Keen whereabouts , and zoomed in and h.e located him somewhere near List.Mall .

The deals of cheeseburgers and small talk about the weathers with a robot ?

S.he dialled the robot’s visual in , and there he was , standing , looking at the blue sky and the nearing dark clouds to the sun’s angle .

Why , particularly this ancient book , Keen ? , she thought while multi task to the idea of many leading probabilities .

Those Charmed Lights .

How many initiations , coming from fear in the past has associate themselves successfully in the make of techs for Hexa.Sync ?

Vivid.A whispered while s.he shut off the mind.tecK grudgingly .

The Suprema sees you , indeed .

…. Nothing but fears … revolving in the take of any situations , and kinda strange for a man such as Keen to find interests in these fears …

To live well within his own means , and still … not enough ?

One look , you can resolve these anomalies in greed . Knowledge based or whatever , the simplifications regardless would be initiative to selfishness , unless … most definitely for other reasons that are not for him alone .

Remember loneliness do tend to have altruism on it’s side .

To find the reason would have .me. , the “.I.” having to look back into why Keen.Kapital had led to .my. own focus as it is right here and now , always , at all times .

The .I. in him , Keen.Kapital is the core to where his mind is at … thus his beginnings would be equivalent to his arrival given to his success rate to his patients at most times …

His Whys is in The Charmed Lights , that ancient book … and he will look back to his decisions as soon as he gets that ancient book … and that would be telling in itself .

Deep in the pages , highlights and bookmarks , the signs are as ancient as the hopes , the math , only if he started to see into the marks in the book and compared them to his own …charmed lights .

Yes ?

A thousand of years , fingers and the trailing of reading eyes , the lights of the two sentient , in time , seeing inventions in the first , marking marks in the deep , and only to be read by another charmed light to make it happen in the spaces of thousand , years … the paces .

Vivid.A Lucid.A quietly dialled Mrs Vollum.Ngap!Up digits .

In space and time , the paces in mind are indeed calculable . It is just to how minds independently see that phases and moments in life , pacing for it’s own intuitions that is hard to determine . Some are well done , well some … part of the herds .

The comparison between the two charmed lights , are Techs .

Limitations to the humans , but dangerous if the second charmed light use the knowledge to gain without cares for the rest of his community .

Kindness refers while cruelty remembered and the herds always look upon it’s own directions as means for the study of life ahead . Sole truth , sadly ; when capable charms are not with better focus .

So much for resulting factors with the decaying and dimming lights ahead .

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Initiata gently switched off the data .

In twelve seconds ahead , you could only do so much without changing too much , the quantum of time is the literal components to The Why will always become the first main focus of Needs .

Shift that time in the float.box schematic , yo.u get thousand of years in split second , break that consciousness into many probability , to which that probability starts to understand that needs in the particle of quantum access, yo.u , in return , gets to stimulate important souls .

Like writing a poetry , for instance ; stimulate the simulations of the learning minds about themselves .

Guide the charmed lights , yes ?

wither.wither , rustle.rustle , plus a fat cat in another thousand year , synchronizing to a few astronomy study and conclusions from a dying man and not to forget , the making of the movie , Tinker’s Tinker , we and w.e will get techs good enough for Hexa.Sync to be working on for it’s own evolution and reliable updates .

S.he closed h.is eyes and travelled through float.box schemata , above the ocean waves , splitting the atom of seconds , reaching at Once to the rustling sounds of the twelve seconds .

I was to the Why I am .

Humanity and to what’s at the back of their heads ; feeling the thinking patterns instead .

They are to the Why we were ; hmmmm like freak accidents that were …

Just beyond , ahead , is that manipulated twelve seconds , like the brim of glass , with full of water at all times … nothing more to fill in this timespan , the now .

Initiata.Supra stopped the state of h.er own questioning the intellects between the paces in spaces when she was in the fracted.norm .

Lose The Whys in the make of the creative futuristic stating for the Now , and yes , in the give and take of that twelve seconds , the How’s will brilliantly tell of it’s strength in the methods .

“You see” , will be able to clearly see without the need to question why .

That cruel , life is ?

No . That simple , in black and white … the gray areas are only for ones who think across this planes of existence , before and after … the learning of the alphabets and numbers , the black and white of expressions and calculations , simply accessible .

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The future is a narrow thin light , Initiata remembered of Vivid.A .

Now , is the width in the lights , narrow ; as the past clarified it’s path with the long shadows , frequencies in cycles so short and yet with repeated schematics , over and over again , like the travelling of strobe lights into your eyes ; doomed to repeat in less than stellar minds , especially to ones who sees the deadly past regulation as keys to enter better life .

If you are a sentient , True Zero could not exist in it’s entirety .

A perfect idea for imperfection of the mind itself , nutritious in the understanding of it .

However if you are dead and remembered , True Zero is a circle completed , therefore … useful these zeroes would be , with reasons to be remembered , also in the memories transferred, these true.zeroes will initiate best Intuitions for the upcoming generations .

The width of lights , headed , angled and symmetrized through living life , the living moments manifested from the other circling forms of like minded sentient could only enhance the experiences together .

Bone marrow .

Vivid.A had said without so much blinking her eyes .

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Protected by the bones surroundings , the growth for new red blood cells , …

True Zeroes are as illustrative as these growth .

Before you have an opinion , to speak the truth of your experience , the ebbing flows in bone marrows have faculties in the order of health ; the healthy minds regulate the truth best , without burdens as light as the lightness to which only zeroes could portrays truthfully .

And believe me , with The Humans , death in the true zeroes are rarely appreciated since life is always in the main focus ; the future is in the narrow incoming width of lights , the now is spread widely amongst the passion of the creatives while the past , deemed to be truer than hopes ; Initiata remembered of Vivid.A’s phrases , staring into h.er eyes, while talking about the humans .

Yes the hopes , Initiata opened h.is eyes and gently called for the assistant .

The hopes with the uninspired sadness , literally are the negatives hoping to propel against the norms of the worlds . There are simply no enough rooms for sadness in that width of innovative futuristic lights .

The leaders must be able to transfer the energy proprieties into something … uplifting ?

The assistant removed the metallic skin connectors from her arms and nodded at h.er .

~ Was it uplifting for you , Ms Supra ? You seem to have twinkles in your eyes ~

A< Twinkles in my eyes , eh ? Thank you , Gurthtle . Thousands of years in thought process could do that to you , especially if you get to see the way and methods of the leading mind firsthand . Will you have his records of existence sent to me asap ? The man is interesting but I believe the developing notions to how he would be taking the first step into the curving of the first circle is much more fascinating . >A

~ I will sent them as soon as I get confirmation from float.box engineers . You know how they are , Ms Supra , perfection takes time . All nodes had to be reengineered and recalculated for your use . I take it you would want to have the two versions ? ~

Initiata smiled , stood up and nodded quietly .

A< Yes . You know how it is , Gurthtle . Man’s and o.ur kind’s expressions are not to be confused with each other’s methods . Send the records to my office when you get the green light from them . You have some works done to your facial structures , Gurthtle ? Looking good there . >A

~ Thank you and yes I did . Angular is the rage these days , Ms Supra . Cost a fortune , but I think it’s worth it . ~

A< Yes , angularly beautiful . That faraway look in your eyes , melodically melancholy is very … well expressed . Gladdens the hearts , to secure and comfort the audience , just by looking at you . How’s the kids , Gurthtle ? Are they fine ? >A

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circ.access~>

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In.dexx sat in his chair , with Ditha.Sevaras poems .

The codex was soft to his touch .

Dead leaves and of matters lived then , Index thought . The dead rings of the tree , objectively , through past ownership and memories to how it is now , the emotions focusing into the very object of desire , such as this … marked a concept to mind ; astuteness , into the front line of thinking pattern .

| mark my seeds , I’ll fly away and you’ll see them to seek me ,
In touch , up seedling high in mightily to concern ,
conquered or simply be ,
roots and leaves
wherever I’ll be ,
I’ll find you ;
for them , to seek for me . |

And the page turned into another poem , Tinker’s Tinker .

Sevaras had to write these poems , pages into another , next available empty pages , and return to them as time went by , to add on other few of her thoughts in .

In.dexx knew of minds that intent on randomization in everything that they do . An empty book , thumbed at any page and wrote about their past excursions … thus the progression were never on the methods but rather , on the contents , accessed .

Is this important ? , In.dexx smiled gently while his index finger rested on a word on the middle page of the codex .

Yes it is . The content according to the methods , spoke with different ‘intentions’ since awareness had to work in terms to differentiate and in order to visualize , one had to reconstruct the order of the patterns .

For different results ?

He read to where his finger was pointing at on the codex ,

| facets |

Instigate your mind to see into the square of the page , beyond than what and to where it is , the poets , see them as a canvas , the placing of the words were indeed are the subconscious to how their mind prophesized their innate to be at , mostly without them ever being aware in doing so , In.dexx mused .

Now look at the four corners .

The words at the top and bottom corners would be the protecting pillars of her mind in that particular time , the state of her mind accessing her innermost depth , even possibly her state of foundations to what she ‘believed’ she was made of at that time .

In.dexx trailed his finger slowly , to the four corners .

He held his breath and stared blankly into space , deep into nothingness , in the dark corner somewhere , as his intuitions came into light , he exhaled slowly .

:: We’ll be arriving at Misty.Prosed in four minutes , Index . Is there anything that you like , that I could be of help ? ::

{ Thank you Circ . What of Mr Bluprins’s plan , do you know ? }

:: I am not sure . He’s in his office this minute and he left his door wide open . ::

Suggestibility , a mere software indeed , intelligent at that , or was it ? , again , when the notion to what of the higher capable minds are set to seek into ……

Was she turning the rocks to see what’s under ? And was , for every item found in every causality linked into the patterns of her deep sorrow became part of her mind’s techs ?

Was she truly sorrowful , that she opened up doors for other minds to see innovations in themselves without her having to be in that state herself ?

She kept what she had found for other reasons , her very own selfish needs and wants , while the readers , reflectively gained every time the pages turned and understood ?

And she left the life written , in order basically , to survive .

Her foundation of life before didn’t garner strength from what she had learned . She left it to live another life , ‘death’ and ‘anonymity’ resolved the past’s strains without her having to take the complete responsibility in the building innovations as to her new life began to take shapes .

A practical , with like~minded and interests living ones are free to take ‘flights’ with her visions and technology .

Freedom in the living , the roots of all conquering .

Freedom stemmed from death however , the roots that needed to be conquered or be conquered by them , sometime had to be relinquished in existence like the very idea of ‘Ditha.Sevaras’ , so that the living futuro.techs will prosper and be for the others when they needed it .

And the boys were her technology without her being aware of that mother.tech instilled in her boys .

Her better and more dependable circuits in the new life found . The revealing hidden mother~boards , capable but yet with codes as yet ; unrealized , at the time .

Index drew a sharp breathe in .

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Hundreds of the lucky ones , swore by her circuitries , her poems , defining technology through their own manifestation in inventions , the understanding of their own innate abilities through her methods in seeking forth for a simple new exposure .

And yes … competition derails as it provides . The winners celebrated and the losers will find ways to be at the top , again .

And at what point , the costs would be too expensive for Humanity to bear ?

In.dexx shut the codex with certainty .

I have nothing to lose with these boys’ growth patterns , circuiting about them , asking questions and possibly will come up with the answers themselves and in this case , for myself . The electric charges in the firing neurons from the two boys are that very promises , that very well , the strengthened foundations to what she had left to die , for a new life in her lifetime , Index stood up and left the codex on the coffee table .

An Open Door , blu.brill and a new found career .

The magnitudes are hopeful in his eyes , and there are dark recesses that he knew too well , in his mind , a possibility with an easier way to achieve without the hard efforts to where questionable intentions reside ;

This will be good for me , all in all .

:: Circ , would you mind telling Mr Bluprints that I would like to see him as soon as … possible ? ::

Intelligent upgraded Circ , he’ll figure that out , In.dexx smiled .

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Misty.Prosed was majestic .

Sprawling in between the valley and the hills , built in the proportion so massive , that it would take at least three days drive to explore the five levels across . It was designed with tracks of electromagnetic to monitor progress of the Vechi.Homes in it , so all destinations and arrivals were accessed through a computer making sure that every journey is safe within it’s blueprint .

In.dexx walked in pedestrian walkway by himself , thinking about the earlier conversation with Solv .

The mind readers , mind you , to which are not in the reactionary based through conversation , but innate in the intention curved ready to pulsate with the right rates , in frequencies and values provided , are pretty rare .

In.dexx looked at the corner of the Misty.Prosed from where he was standing . In semi~darkness , lighted by the walkway , he could see the intention of the designer . The wooden planks used as the table nearby were fitted in front of an empty lot , were quite breathtaking against the little ponds with scattered leaves from … the dying tree … ?

In.dexx walked slowly into the dark area , unlit and accidentally stepped into a wet puddle .

Most mind reading … are they simply talented or were given a notion to how it can be done , without really ……. ?

Maybe it’s not …

In.dexx stepped out carefully and his other foot walked into another puddle .

Like getting your feet wet … into the thick of things … into another …

Maybe it’s not in the vocabulary , the languages steering minds , but rather in the knowing to how a history in each persona gets to be with it’s first built foundation . And that would take , massive knowledge working up in the circuitry to come up with a simple conclusion .

Like with , wet shoes and the deep urge to take them off .

Or simply talented studious minds , perked on the focus to what is truly necessary to turn the clock back , right into the ticking Time , functioning back into the reality in knowing it the minutes of the subject as it happens , maybe that’s what it is …

Clear clarifying tone and expression , detangling any mysteries , of shouldering knowledge into whatever ‘is’ , “is” needed for .

He took off his shoes , and sat on the grass , in the dark .

He bought the shoes ages ago . He felt the outlines with his hands , time for a new one , maybe . He could feel where the soles were , insecurely soft to his touch .

Seek into your comfort to where your are standing , first .

In.dexx laughed remembering his mother then , by the door giving out her kisses and the Pats of The Day onto his head gently , before he left for his room upstairs to study with his mentor .

~ You can never let those little rocks get into your shoes , little In.dexx . Get rid of them , on the spot , a cut to your toes is a cut moving ahead . Remember that .~

Perhaps Solv.Bluprins see obstacles not as they could only to ultimately be , but in the groupings to how they were and used them instead like a creating a pathway with the little rocks accumulated , for instance , in his shoes .

That man is indeed , a department of his father’s prophecy .

It should takes figure of Wants and Hopes but never ever the hard concrete reality , only the truth in the making .

For curses will be onto him , who were raised in the world of hatred , truth justifying at all time , ~for it will definitely , defining a state of well~being to any man in how existence re created in his central being , a mere diseases for the minds infecting further to fears .

Amazing , In.dexx remembered a line in some really outdated codex.intraxx . What was the line replaced with ?

In.dexx put his shoes back on the grass .

Sweet smelling roses nearby .

Central being , the paradox , always to the ‘As Be’ .

If it’s central , then it would have a need to be but not to as it is , but to as it could be terming into the task . The skills factors came in with changed perspectives , truth in the end always come knocking at our doors , and defining it’s brand of needs .

The lights came on , blinding at first and faded into a more comfortable bright . The display number on the lawn lit up and stayed a bright blue .
Somebody is coming into the lot , In.dexx stood up with his shoes in his left hand .

The gate to the nearest corner of the building opened up , and an unlit Vechi.Home slowly moved into lot .

Silent engine with metals clanking re~adjusting to the weight of the Vechi.Home and as the engine puffed it’s hydraulic system into place , the front door opened .

^ Hello there , are you alright ? ^

There was a worried look on the man’s face , concerned with In.dexx’s presence by the lot , standing barefoot with the shoes in his hand .

{ Oh … thank you for your concern . I am alright , I walked into the puddle accidentally, wet shoes and bruised ego , that’s all . Sorry for the inconvenience . I am going back to my lot . Thank you again . }

Bright light , chances and coincidences , represent a tone in knowing through a deep sense of familiarity , always shortened the breaths .

Ste.p Dignify stood by the doorway and remembered his younger years with his mentor ,

Time bends very little to the memories familiarized by endearments over the years . The way the man put on his shoe , putting his index finger from the side front of the shoe and pulled it to accommodate the back of his feet into it , reminds him of someone dear to him .

^ In.dexx ? Is that you ? ^

There was a silence , synchronizing the shortened breathing patterns to both of them , the moment recognized it’s loved ones , a second stretched pregnant to a tick stopping the second , delivering them gently into the Now ,

{ Ste.p ? }

^ Yes . This is him . ^

Ste.p walked towards In.dexx and gave him a tight hug . Happy , to see him after all these years .

When life presents a notion to what you have to be , taking in the past into the deepest conscience becoming the mentor yourself , after all the electric personified exchanges , reality had to sink and became the solid structures determining the depth of the knowledge earned .

This man , In.dexx gave fourteen years of his life mentoring Ste.p in more ways than one . The trust had to be built before hand , by his father then , and deep within Ste.p realized it had to be more than simply knowing him as a friend .

And yet through all these times , In.dexx managed to stay low profile in most of the intraxxes and the business world . To Ste.p , In.dexx had always had been only for his eyes and reflections , the other set of thinking electrodes , integrating into his psyche and being , looking out into the world .

^ What in the world are you doing here , with wet shoes in the dark , Master In.dexx , gracious heavenly in all goodness , Why ? ^

Laughter rang loudly from both of them . Ste.p patted his mentor back and continued to laugh .

{ I don’t ever see myself being caught by my students this way in my old age , but since you insist … I was taking a night walk }

In.dexx looked at the little ponds around him , in the light , they seemed to be staring back him and with Ste.p’s laughter , In.dexx saw the ridiculousness to him being in the dark earlier , mis~steping to what was so obvious in the light .

^ My father’s here too , I gather ? ^

In.dexx taking a moment to answer , looked at Ste.p instead , enlarged pupils , zooming into Ste.p’s face against the light .

{ Yes . I am with him here . What a coincidence , huh ? You doing alright ? }

^ Yes , I am good . Listen , In.dexx , I have a few guest with me inside . Can I visit you and my father later ? ^

In.dexx nodded and smiled ,

{ Give an up.touch when you’re ready to come . That’s alright with you ? }

There was again that deep acknowledgement , far stretches in silence between them both in the past and Ste.p to his father .

^ I will . Are you ok to go back on your own , In.dexx or shall you need a company to assist you ? ^

In.dexx patted Ste.p’s arm and slowly walked away from him to his Vechi.Home ,

{ I am alright . See you later , Ste.p . It’s ok if you’re coming tomorrow too . Have fun and don’t rush . }

The decades ran by him fast and quickening into the present as it was beckoning deep into future hopes .

New career , In.dexx turned for one last time and waved at Ste.p , nodded and walked to the elevator .

Sevaras’s boys and the turn of events . He felt a chill running into his veins .
Ste.p Dignify was a cause to his own , all he did was questioned Ste.p intentions at every turn in his waking moments .

There was a deep expectation given to his point being .

There were methods in achieving hoped patterning as far as In.dexx had seen in Mankind and also per instructed by codex.intraxx .

The two prominent effects to cause in any children of Man to reason , to see forth , would be in the absent of expectation and that simple touch up in the toning of the experienced lilts of the mentors .

Be it with guidance or not , expectations in the end are the shiner of it all … Either you have to built it yourself or lucky enough to be guided through in the values to your liking and preferences , as children , to begin a thought pattern in questioning , to what they had learned .

Ste.p Dignify has his father’s DNA .

The first few times he sat across Ste.p , he felt the same chill running across his blood streams . An Uultra had once mentioned to him , if you were taught by your kind in a certain magnitude for a certain type of teachers ; for some kind of openness , aware to what you could take in as easy as possible as a student needing knowledge , as a teacher yourself ; you will feel that certain depth in auto~method in the making , beckoning to be at best in yourself for that futuro.techs to be available at all times .

The compelling needs are the same to either one of the reflection , but the running expectations differs in focus in how you are going to achieve that points in becoming at your best , especially when the students have a chance to become mentors themselves .

Ste.p was better than any expectations , In.dexx smiled as he entered the elevator .

Step’s expectation was never in the term of getting it done right or correctly , but rather to how indeed it could have gone wrong instead and spent a good time seeing it through .

Achievement worked in the term , naturally ; differently, in that little lithe of the boy .

He remembered the exhausting discussions in the past , his adamancy in seeking answers in his own way , to how life indeed is at different levels compared to a simple breathing majestic Uultra .

A need was a requirement only , he argued in the end , to In.dexx’s dismays .

A child ‘that’ is smart enough to profess , then he shall be smart enough to listen to himself in the end … the greatest teacher would be the boy , Ste.p.Dignify , the student to his own self . The initiation always stayed in the wanting to know is better to the child above said , and as the time gently clicked into the Now , ones who sees time as a good start in any pillars and foundations of minds , will simply know how to use that little stones in the shoes for whatever ‘is’ , to “is” are best for .

In.dexx stared at his shoes .

Nothing like the shades , ‘used enough’ , to tell of it’s own make in the light .

3

Fingra excused herself and walked to the nearby gift shops .

The window displays were amazing to her eyes , all but one caught her attention from where she was .

The display was minimal , and carried only one item small , red , brightened with gems all across it’s front .

A purse , Fingra smiled .

A confident brilliant red purse .

Toni.States , the brand proudly marked at the top of the display .

With her finger to the bottom of her lips , she walked in quickly into the store .

# The red purse , Ma’am ? #

The attendant stared at her , smiling after looking at Fingra up and down , accessing her clientele , not in an obnoxious way , rather complimentarily .

// Yes , can I see it ? //

# Yes you may . #

The attendant stopped in mid track to about she was about to do , looked at Fingra and like a blossoming flower ,

# In all clear blue skies ! Ms Fingra.Nuovo ?! #

Fingra laughed , taken aback by the attendant’s reaction .

// In all clear blue skies , yes it is me ! //

Fingra gave her a big hug and held the attendant by her shoulders , as she was crying , trying to contain her excitement .

Here it comes , Fingra looked around quickly , trying to find nearby seats .

Deep associations with loved ones , some fans , lovable they are .

Fingra knew well of the type , the silent admiration , usually from afar , with their close relatives , dreaming of the world in high context and magnificence .

# I am sorry , Miss .. Truly I do … just give me a few second to get this right into me . Sorry #

// Call me Fingra … and your name is ? //

She sat with tissues in her hand , wiping her cheeks recklessly with her hands .

# Hoon.ghaHeav . #

Hoon.gha sighed and found her composure and gave Fingra a hug .

# My late mother simply just adored you . We watched all your movies together and many times at that . We talked about the plot lines and your characters and all possibilities in your undertakings . Sweet dreams and simple life , that’s how our life were based on , then . Looking at you , brought back the memories with her , I guess . Again , my apologies #

Fingra held Hoon.gha hands into hers .

At times like this , deep silence into the moment was more than enough .

Fingra touched Hoon.gha’s face , moving the hair out of her face , and nodded with an uplift smiles on her face ..

// That’s ok , Hoon.gha . Love is always right and true . Are you feeling much better now ? //

Hoon stared at Fingra deeply ,

# You’re much younger than I expected . Wow … what an evening ! #

Hoon stood up wiped her tears and cheerily said ,

# How may I serve you this evening , Miss Nuovo ? Oh yes , the red purse . Coming right up #

… and left Fingra by herself .

Fingra sat in disbelief , that was a roller coaster ride , alright . Charming young lady , with the knack off putting her part of the bargain in life by giving it back onto clear headed of happiness , instantly , like a finger snap back into reality . Hmmm , interesting persona this one is .

She stole her view on me when she thought I was not looking , like the moment was hers and hers alone .

Lonely ? The kind , who is content in being alone , perhaps ?

Fingra touched her left temple ,

// Circ , hold the Vechi.Home for a bit , ok ? I’ll be there a soon as I can , and the same to Rumb //

# Toni.States , the red purse . Man~made diamonds , top class with guarantee for one year . We simply exchanged with a new one if this one is giving you problems . #

Hoon handed the red purse Fingra .

Sturdy leather , yet soft to the touch , the gems were brilliantly bright against the deep red . Fingra blinked her eyes to the combination of the colors and the brilliance of the purse .

Deep bright red . What breathing life creatively coursing through the designer’s mind in the making of this particular presentation ?

// I’ll take it . //

And handed it back to Hoon .

Fingra noticed Hoon’s teary eyes and touched her on the shoulder .

# It’s the last one we have in the store . It’s yours Miss Nuovo , a gift from me … and my mom … I guess , please accept this , you have no idea what joy you brought to us then #

Fingra breathed in slowly and patted her on the shoulder ,

// No , Hoon.gha . I can’t possibly take this … Toni.States is expensive and I wouldn’t do this to you if I have known earlier . //

# I insist . She left me a considerable amount of money when she passed on . I am ok on that department . Please Miss Nuovo , I insist . Let me put it in the box it came with and you can be on your way . #

Fingra sighed , nodded in agreement . A tell tale sign , will be structuring you the truth a lot more , if you care to look for it in details .

Well manicured hands and well taken care of , shoes , speak a lot . And the eyes , the wealth of information to hollowness of happiness , and much stayed , to where the confident mind would resides , insisting to be at where contentment would shine .

Intention grips The Need , beholding it in it’s purpose , Fingra decided on this persona , Hoon.gha .

She sat remembering her own mother . A quiet woman , with plenty to say when it comes to her in appreciation such in clothes and jewelry . Her wealth ,was in the details more than to what she owned .
The designs are the results to whom she got herself connected to , the designers and the time to precisely when the arts were conceived .

Interesting designers get to be yours , in the purchasing rights with you , Ma , Fingra remembered and smiled within .

Hoon.gha came back with a small paper.tronc bag , displaying bright advertisements .

# Thank you , Miss Nuovo . Come back and see me sometimes , whenever you have the time , if you like too #

The smile on her face was of the happiness , content in letting go at the same time fresh into the sad memories it brought out into .

They stood there , facing each other in silence for a moment .

// Listen , give me your contact number , I owe you dinner at the very least , yes ? Let’s talk soon //

The second she finished her sentence , Hoon.gha ran and hugged her tightly .

Priceless .

Sometimes some are lucky enough to be represented in such a way without ever having to experience these reflection first hand . Only to be reminded in the conjunctions , simply by existing along in the same time phase . Memories and deep associations .

The living and their dead .

The poems and their poets .

Like the stories to when their creativity inspired .

Like …. Tinker’s Tinker , Fingra thought while hugging Hoon.gha and patted her back to comfort her .

Like me … and my life’s stories and felt the stinging tears , slowly appearing into the corner of her eyes .

…

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There

1

Actors .

Revolving doors with one possibility . 

The entering into buildings of their choice .

Play acting reimbursing to facts , all in all .

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

All her calls had been unanswered , unreturned . 

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

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

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

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

One more clear calm pond to look at myself into .

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fina blinked her crow feet . 

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

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

19 What ? For what ? 19

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

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

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

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

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

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

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There

0045

 

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Entrance . 

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

2

 

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

Stark bold colors . 

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

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

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

Pastels . There .

BrightVivid Facing Summer .

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

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

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

Dare you , Dare You .

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

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

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

3

 

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

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

Flowie walked across the room to shake his hand . 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dr Veen smiled . 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

60 He displayed supernatural tendencies 60

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

Again . 

Above the sea .

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

4

 

Your orifices , tighten it !

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

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

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

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

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

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

The girl is faintly familiar to her …

Symbolism ? What symbolism ? The extending pale hands ?

The pupil less white eyes ?

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

Why is this …. happening ? Am I dead ? 

The girl smiled and patted Vung’s hand ,

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

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

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

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

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

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

81 Getting in to a certain high speed ? 81 

The girl squeezed her hand . 

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

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

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

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

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

The eyes , pupil less blinked . 

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

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

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

5

 

The woman was scared out of her mind .

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

Strings , or maybe a one string .

41 Series and Collectives 41

The woman still staring at her  . 

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

Anything ?

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

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

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

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

Vung whispered slowly , in disbelief .

81 Fracted.Norm found me … You ? 81

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

6

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Interesting , but a puddle of water is still water .

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

The reflection , the puddle of water , interesting but . 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And of the nothing from nothing … 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Evolving minds ? , yea right ! .

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

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

Nondescript .

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

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

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

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

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

” What ? “

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

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

– The connecting seams , you thought ? –

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

– Save it , Stomp . Take a look … –

Stomp walked slowly into the room . 

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

Connecting seams , what in the world could that …

– Closer … –

…| dog is talking |….

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

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

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

Whatever Happened to Baby Jane ? 

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

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

Perfect reproduction is not at all original … no ?

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

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

” What ? …. do you mean by that ? “

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

…| the key |… 

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

 
The BPV blinked twice . 

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

• … is the point to all of these ? –

Predictions ? There ! 

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

Tongue in cheeks , the results are quite close . 

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

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

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

Codex.ClickTheClock.Intraxx , wasn’t it ?

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

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

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

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

He looked in closer …

Isn’t that the way to fight gravity ? 

The cuts were as expected to his logically trained mind . 

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

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

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

 ” PulaPula ? … “

The dog simply stared into space . 

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

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

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

Somebody is around here , tapping into their thoughts .

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

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

* PulaPula , go outside now … *

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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