Trails

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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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Twelve

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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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Dark

1

The little book on the table near them , Solv and In.dexx , stayed where it was at , as it should be .

History like every simple decision made by Man , for instance either having to go right or left , symbolically or literally in life , sometimes it could be curved back to work into probabilities that had to be experienced by someone elses years before .

As so was this little book .

There were three pages that had been read many times over , that it created chances , that in all likeliness to anyone who thumbed the book at random for the first time , to open the book at these three predicted pages .

Solv.Bluprins , in forms as human as he is ,believing the very reality that he is in , he is also very much interested in random numbers , pages and on the good day , people too .

For nothing is without use , at the very least the interaction would make it so ; Reasons would always relate to Forms in the end , sooner or later … intraxx.2912 , he smiled as he was listening to In.dexx’s suggestions for the upcoming vacations .

The dust in between the pages of that little book , was an accumulation of few hundred of years ago .

Before there was even a hint of collective.ion tech ; before there were even these intraxxes flinging along Hexa.Sync old programming ‘s coding system , Eruvydite , the dust settled carrying time’s phrase and codex’s light patterns were there in the shades , seeking better probabilities .

This little book was passed along the generations of poets in the past , to where life was much simpler then , the strength of minds strengthened from these set of beliefs , methods awakened to naturalism as best as they could be and for , then …

It is , after all , in the layering of the words and sentences for the Meanings , there lies methods and in the forms of efforts ; symbols , ridiculous as it seems , the understanding and the cognitive scientific method lies in that progression of this little red book .

You will be reading it , as the Understanding gets to be the main integral ports in your mind , decoding the Meanings , unbeknownst to the you , you would be acquiring a skill to see Ambiguities into the Concept of Stating Credible Senses in multi layers , precisely .

With these skills , this is where , depending on the scheme of the minds who are reading it , mostly Innovative minds lurk … and to form eventually .

A phase , a state , at any given moment , since insights like this could only be manifested within only in a certain few moments in a time frame , or constrains , and yet ; that certain sleeping minds with talented gifts could be awakens through the reading , understanding it’s little functions and to the forming of ideas , cooking from this little so called book .

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How insensitive an Innovative mind would be ?

For instance , would they deemed to be cruel if they had known the better part of the event will reveal another set of causes and reasons to refine the present state , and proceeded to go on ahead with the concoctions for that needed cataclysm ?

Was good ever cruel ?

Shall then the evil be , at the state of disbelief as always to revoke that sense of confidence in the others continually to beget that State of Higher Sense in the Elevation of Mind ?

Like an Astute Silence , for a child who doesn’t understand to why he or she is being looked upon as prophesy for any family , symbolically paralyzed by that schematic , and yet silence is the only truest sense for any credibility to form and begin , a State ?

Now where would that state of mind in the end , will be leading that particular child into ?

The book stated , the bearer , the reader to see it as a form of entertainment , the studies of it’s stanzas , weird as they are ; took a stronger , firmer credible forms , as that stanzas will be needed to be validated , the ideas were in fact entertaining and yet … , and that , would rarely define it’s form as a mere progress ; better yet to the simpler tuning set of mind , to see further progressively .

This is where In.dexx stared solemnly at the hard cover of the little book , and can’t help to smile a little , after remembering what he did to get this little red book in his possession .

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Solv noted In.dexx little smiles .

… and looked at the book itself , bright red , with faded gold lining on the edges .

88 Obscene , ain’t it ? Too passionate , I have to say … 88

In.dexx kept on smiling and looked at Solv ,

{ Sometimes subtleties don’t work in real life , so I guess it had to stand out . To some it can get a little gaudy , but if you read the intentions built inside it , then you might have a little closure to how you feel at this moment , Solv . }

Solv reached out for the book and stopped himself ,

88 This book is old . The red can’t be original , no ? 88

In.dexx clapped his hand once , happy to the fact that this man Solv noticed the very subtleness that he was talking about .

In.dexx let the comments sank in further , for Solv was staring at it intently . Time , after all , will settle in onto the subtleties needed for any man to have his own gearing into that set of Judgment , precisely for it’s own Mastering .

From the sides of the little book , with it’s wrinkled lines and brown pages , the red hard cover faded right until the center of the book .

To where it was , bright red , untitled , with a gold lining logo .

• ~ •

Solv looked at it , mesmerized and stood up with his eyes fixed to the little red book .

{ Seems familiar , Solv ? }

Solv had his one finger , index to his chin .

88. The Conjuror and The Beast . There is a strain.phrase amongst codexs or intraxxes written four hundred years ago , read by my mother when I was a child . Is that phrase in that book ? 88

{ The phrase ? This one you mean ?

A child’s rest ,

The mind to reach ,

A mother sees ,

The child’s grasp .

Tentacles , the Ideas , the rustle leaves ;

The mother feels ,

as Fears are at Ease …

The child at rest ,

Between the rustles and the grasps ,

Here lies ;

The conjuror’s Beast .

That one , Solv ? It is The Conjuror’s Beast }

Solv kept his silence .

There he was , Solv stood by the window looking outside . The man who had been through the many float.boxes , came into this world many different times , with the many different names , and here he is ,

In.dexx stood up and touched Solv’s shoulder ,

{ Your original natural father , five hundred years ago wrote these phrases }

… and at that , In.dexx kept quiet , letting the information sunk slowly .

Solv for all his successes and prevailing methods in business and technology throughout all his float.boxes different lives , never did really know his natural father .

All the males . the alphas patterning came from other males either through friendships in his childhood and adulthood . Even as he was growing up , in all the float.boxes schematic , he was raised by intellectuals , writers and also the few Uultras .

The truth is definitely worthless for ones who are not seeking for it .

In.dexx kept quiet and kept his hands together . For every question asked with a one certain need for a certain knowledge , will bare the essentials wants .

And the Wants , in the hands of the thinkers with questionable integrity , it didn’t take long to manifest a path that is credible enough , for somebody to fall deep into .

Yes , certain information shouldn’t be held long hidden amongst good friends .

I have not the Wants to re create a path with a questionable intentions nor integrity , I do care for this man , In.dexx thought quietly ,

The balances tipped at all times for the innovation in the technologies , first and foremost .

This man , Solv.Bluprins worked endlessly for the cause , even pulled Blu.Brills Corp out of any politically intraxxes designers in the name of Hexa.Sync …

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9.9 Yes for a better calculation , sometimes you have to take yourself out of the race . Results would be surprisingly in better tuning without that needless fame for success . Strange , in with the Needs , you gotta to stay out of the Wants . The paradoxes are like dirty gods . If they are .. Dirty to say the least .. Who cares .. They are the gods … 9.9

π׶

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Epik.Democra^ laughed as he was saying these words .

The three of them were having drinks on the balcony in the evening , a bottle of Mostly was their main choice and Keen.Kapital sat on the sofa looking worried .

101 Dirty gods ? Jeezz , Epik . You have these analogies made out of whoretown back in them primitive days … Made me wonder about your mind patterns , the original that is . Or is that , pattern learnt ? 101

Solv laughed ,

88 Exposed . More like it . He was based in ‘that’ zone … years ago . The intraxxes then needed to reached out to these ‘affected’ areas . Diseases of the minds , Uultras used to call it … yes , believe it or not .. without a bat of their eyelashes at all . Looking straight at me , like it was a compliment . 88

101 Really ? Epik ? 101

This time , it was Epik’s turn , looking worried .

9.9 You both are exposed too , I figured . What is the harm in that , the phrase , an old one at that ; it takes one to know one ? Listen , both of you …9.9

They both turned to look at Epik .

Keen with his glass of Mostly , Solv with his little cake , The Ancient Black Forest in his little plate and both were surprised to find that serious look on Epik’s face .

9.9 The Inner Circle is going to make an inquiry , soon . 9.9

Solv walked fast , quickly to where Epik was sitting . Place his little plate on the table , and sat near to Keen , in front of Epik and stared at them both squarely in the eyes of them both ,

88 . An inquiry ? To what ? Specific , please be , Epik . 88

Keen broke the spell of the last few words said by Epik by sipping his Mostly loudly ,

101 The Inquiry of … , to where no one cares , until the results effected them directly , to which that usually will take on about a few decades . A pretty loud blow horn amongst other blow horns 101

Epik clinked his little spoon on the glass of his Mostly ,

9.9 I detected spicy seeds in the undertone of your voice , you don’t like the intraxxers as much as I do to them , Keen . You don’t believe their swinging factors into credible results , eh ? 9.9

Solv put his hands over his face , impatient to the fact that this conversation was going to lead away into more loopholes than to the question he had intended , asked earlier on .

Keen held out his palm towards Solv ,

101 . Hold on to your horses , warrior . Epik , the Inner Circles are dead thoughts , breathing . No lights on them left anymore and anything that comes from these zombies , would irritate my bowel movements . And that is not good for me . That is one example .

Remember 2704 intraxx , fifty years ago ? Stomping to crush all indefinable thoughts to focus on the good of others ? Remember that one ? What did that lead to ? They said to have these thoughts pillars taught to children so that they could have a better common sense as a better functioning Hexa.Sync’s community later on .

And do you know where that stopped to , clearly like having a day break in a field day with the sun ? Uninventive minds breeding fears for the future ahead , burdening scientific culture as advanced as our region , down . And what do you want me to say to the results coming from these intraxxes , boys ?

Hello nice to meet you , let’s try that one with your mother too , see if their sons gets to be brave and full with definitive thoughts and be refine while they’re at it ?

Epik , dead causes shouldn’t leave compromising effects . But these zombies do . Before you say anything about this further , what have you heard from that woman , Fashio.Symm ? 101

Epik rolled his eyes , looked at Solv and stood up ,

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9.9 The Inquiry into themselves . They are getting rid of some of these …. these … these zombies as Keen had nicely put . Now my thing is Solv , what kind of zombies that will stays on after these inquiries . Intraxxes have it’s use , their functionalities are constantly updated , if anything it is their causes to reasons that could be unnecessarily fearful lately . Solv , this is more harm than it is any good . 9.9

… and walked up to the point.view nearby ignoring Keen’s hot stares .

101 . Apologetic Mindful Carcasses stupefying Self for his own good endless existence , while you’re stinking living with it ? Please , Epik . Don’t you ever think that it could be you that they want to get rid of ? And you play Mr Nice so that you would be looked upon as good enough in anybody’s book if the cut is on you for the good of the intraxxes ?

Now think of it , stinking corpse right in front of them , Mr Nice Guy , yet still looking good with arms of niceties , lo and behold , looking innocent and naïve ! Please Epik , you know the heat is on the way , your involvement with that particular region are still up for debate yet .

Wait till they hear your semi confession to be , ohhhh , ‘I soooo know how you are going to sound like … , “nicest” tones you could ever come up with it , ain’t it ?

Mindful , apologetic for the smell of the dead meats and as it turns out , that the living daylight left in them are looking for one who good enough to take the fall so that these corpses could go on living , intraxxing .

Believe me , Solv , these are animals , intelligent at that , they could measure you out for the good in you to accommodate their own innovative fears . Passé religions with outdated gods used to be run that way , democracy with intentions with that slide~in capitalism … oh yes , the third world giving excuses for helps and yelps , calling out for justice when they themselves were so fucked in the breeding of their own mothers , please ! You’re not that stupid , Epik .

Now , the question is , why are you telling us this ? Seeking reactionaries from us for you to see what would interest us most , so you will have that knowledge and use it for your own benefit , old friend ?

You know who I am and Solv too , and this does not look good on you , and Epik , one way or another … , perhaps it is true what they say , you Inner Circles people could only function from the dark of the others . 101

Solv looked down , shook his head and covered his face with both of his hands , breathing in regrets to the unanswered questions .

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Keen.Kapital and his dark arrangements . He is known for his Suite or Symphonies of Hurt among his cliques .

Bring on the lights ! ,

Keen would professed to ones who had been in the darkness for too long , and comfortable with it , and switched on the lights , unannounced ,

… literally taken these primitives by surprise , and hated themselves because of it’s clarity at once ; shambles and all .

Solv smiled in the covering of his own hands to his face , practically , this man , Keen.Kapital would use to whatever he had in the demise from the others to the surprise along of the primitives , devoid of sunlight in knowledge … and yes , he with the switch at his finger , … and the light is On . Brilliant , you’d say ?

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River

1

Fingra stared at the painting for more than ten minutes .

Although her eyes were fixed at the colors , the impressionist from the few hundred years past , her mind was at the scripting , Tinker’s Tinker .

Dully , she began to profess slowly in her mind , He’s going to hate to what it is I am doing now , that is for sure .

I am going to shadow front onto everything what this woman had been doing at first , Fingra fingered the sweater , another blast from the past , bought for a few hundred kred.it .

Why reveal all ?

Why gives the audience the blueprint to what , Ditha.Sevaras is , when what you could have done , is questioned her integrity from other perspectives ; for instance ; from the other persons who knew her instead ?

Why not ?

With that , you don’t even have to be diligent in giving the audience her truth , but really , simply suggest the facts instead , from reputable characters .

Yes ?

Reputable characters and yet filled up with questionable integrities , surrounding ?

Isn’t that enough ?

I simply hate self promotion , Fingra quelled with her eyes still staring at the bright brilliant expensive colors at the bottom of the painting , on the left .

And why for goodness sake , the painter painted the bright nauseating colors at the left … what is that by the way ?

A tree ?

Frozen tree during winter ?

Snow ?

The fat cat , black furry big face , jumped on the table right in front of her . Lick her paws , on the spot .

// Boom ! //

Crazy black fat cat

an installation

// Feeding time again ? What ? Are you an installation waiting for mushy mushy pushy pushy meat balls into your mouth ? //

brushes with excellent strokes

expansive bright colors

and a dumb dog

Their eyes locked onto each other . Fingra decided to pet Boom ,

// The painter , you mean ? //

Of course , the cat was whispering about the painter , and the dumb dog . Who else could it be referring to ?

Frozen tree with snow , heavy , perhaps with the street light above it … but again most of her painting don’t really made sense anyways .

Abstracts always seems like a suggestion to something else , to whomever who can afford time to the ambiguousness …

An installation ? What in the world the cat meant by that ?

She held Boom.Ploop’s right paw ,

// Your Morten wouldn’t like to what I am to suggest to him , Boom . And frankly I wouldn’t care in the least … an installation ? Why do you say that ? //

The afternoon sun rays glinted through the metal vase nearby . The cat , Boom stared back at Fingra with the reflection like the metal glint right in it’s eyes .

Perhaps Morten would be delighted with her methods . Shield all the idea goodness in the main characters to only reveal them through the third person’s perspectives .

Or maybe not .

Maybe Morten is just like them souls who are into the centrality of Mankind , like all disinterested numb skulls , making it through their daily life .

When Nothing is Something , anything that came from it , will be turning into facts .

water’s surface

pond

Fingra laughed at the cat’s electronic whispers . Clear into something to mean an agreeable curve in the conversation ahead .

// Until somebody is throwing a pebble into it , Boom ? Just to make sure the surface is in that other realm , easy to go into and yet no one able to stand on it ? //

A slight breeze of wind touched the base of her neck .

Without turning , Fingra smiled in her voice ,

// Morten , your cat is disagreeing with you to how you are about to see into my concept . Pebbles into a pond , mind you //

.53 Disagreeing to how I am going to argue with you . A loyal cat that she is . The concept is immaculate Fingra , already as it is . Ditha.Sevaras is a woman of means and her method is according to how she feel at most times .. She was not a deep thinker . She follows her heart , and so most of the people in this world , and they are going to pay tickets to see her failures in her life . And strangely , One who paid to see it , will learn a lesson from it . End of story , We get richer , you get awards , show’s over . .53

Boom meowed , hard .

Fingra petted Boom gently and lifted the fat black furry cat onto her lap .

// Thank you , fatty flump ! . It is a choice to stay fat , if you must know . And I care not about getting richer , Morten . I care about … //

Morten interjected , bulged his eyes towards Fingra.Nuovo ,

// Longevity with no humph humph? Come on , Fingra . You and your hands are the creative spindling plots , the many uneducated labor works without directions in the end , no offence , if you can take this . You are a good woman , save your method for the ones with wings . We ain’t got any . Not in the way , to the method you are thinking on doing this //

Boom licked her paw . The right one this time , while looking straight at Fingra .

charcoal

burn to cinder

Fingra laughed at Boom , to which from her perspective , Boom looked cross eyed while whispering those few words with the sunlight rays in front of her , reflecting glints from the metal vase nearby .

// Crap that , Morten . Don’t you want to feel the notion of ones who feel from the other end of the spectrums instead ? Making it all legitimate from the third party perspectives ? Like reading a poetry about somebody evil or good and never had any first contact with the main characters itself like to how we lived our life as of Now ? But instead of that, we make that as the integral part of the movie delivery patterns . I don’t want to play gods in the making of this movie , Morten . We symbolized them with a hard shell protecting the insides , we may not be precise in our analogy but in generality to what it is in the inside , it is legit . Now let’s twist them about and give them a new meaning to what a hard shell of life is all about . Treat the audience not as stupid as you expect them to be , but rather ….//

cinder to dust

f l o a t i n g about you

.53 Teach them about stupidity in progress instead , see if they get it , then chances are that they are not that stupid , yes ? So , feel smart together , thus we belong to the state in that proprietary shelves built only for the certain some … Is that how you want to reach your next level Fingra and die peacefully ? Sounds like hot crap to me . Fashion , that is , the containment of hot expels regardless , it is in the meaning to the release of it eventually . Get a grip , Fingra . You became too artistic , you’ll risk being labeled , to a certain genre . And you will hate it , because your methods had been done over and over again . Tim , Pull the Wrong Short Down , remember him ? .53

Fingra slammed the table hard enough to stop Morten’s brain from functioning for a few second . His thoughts are in the progression of codex’s trusting scope in the making , ‘ stupid me . thus stupid you ‘ also .

To think of me in such progressions , is horrendous for a cultured man such like this one .

Repeating fools repeat without regrets , and in the end they will name it with variations to give it better meaning . And is it any surprise to have the notion of cultures , to become to what it is , other than what it could possible be at best at ?

And to think , that this kind of Humanity would have Hopes amongst them , curving up to no ends . The imitation of art will become a state to ponder and wonder what is there already , lamenting needlessly like an Uultra speaking in humanistic expressive language , still unable to express fully .

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.53 and to what ends would we be for a start , Fingra ? You are creating the new shorelines , is that what it is ? We become the waves , vast with ignorance , living and waiting for the end , hoping for , at the very least , it will be peacefully ? .53

dusty paths

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It is not the failure of coming with the quality products that scared Morten.Childs to no ends . It is the worth in doing something that is truly understandable to the masses , for a start that bothered him to the every corner in his Creativity .

Masses are , the what ” It ” is .

You don’t change them . You merely a pebble , throwing yourself to incite a small wave , and if you are lucky , you are part of the waves yourself , but some pay a heavy penalty for it …

Yes some of them paid it with their life , and in this case …

Creativity are like high fashion .

High prices will guarantee off putting applicable methods and idealism is irrelevant to the studious innovating minds .

It is a lose lose situation when it is about money making business especially when it comes to bending light into the methods of creativity .

Style is a lifetime’s achievement .

And lifetime’s achievement at most times ; it is about simply having a few kids . Safer that way and wait to see the fruit of your labors , to become In Becoming .

What is this woman is suggesting , non profits gala ; for horns tooting as loudly as possible in the residential areas somewhere in the backwater region to say , that we have arrived , so buckle up .

He can’t help to feel disgusted at the prospect of working with such magnitudes and efforts for a pinholing , made to see the vast oceans .

He shuddered , not sure out of anger or a simply restraining himself from saying the obvious .

.53 It is dumb , Fingra . With your exposures of the past , you will create a long tireless endless crap with the pinholes you’ve suggested . You have bored me with the insinuation of intelligence in this … this … .53

He decided on saying the obvious by not saying it at all . Wordless for a word . Isn’t that classy of me ? , he thought .

Fingra stood there , open mouthed , like a flag waved at the start of a civil war .

Her contorted eyebrows .

Matched the cross~eyed Boom earlier .

She held her breath in sync with the petting of the cat .

top onto the surface

above all

make it most

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She walked away to her room , with her ever flowing dress , pink and blue with maroon sleeves .

For everything that has been taught in this world can’t be repeated for the sake of , in the importance only for the teaching methods , Fingra deeply muse in her room .

For what is the point of teaching life states if it has no interesting values in them .

Death ? For the inevitable death ?

That is mighty interesting , sappiness in truth always wins , ain’t it ? We all could relate . We all could be more in the numbers since mostly will eventually die anyway …

That is definitely a showstopper .

Yuck !

I have done all that in life , dramatic intent on silver screen to evoke that emotion til I am bored to tears instead … of the dreaded sadness .

The maroon of her sleeves changed into a simple sleeveless t-shirt , and with her jeans , she put on her sandals with her hair’s up while her face cleaned off from any make~up .

She walked the street in the sunny afternoon .

Lazy afternoon , with people sitting in the park , sheltered by the trees , the sun was bright to where only the cool river could give it’s meaning for ‘sunny days are here again’ .

This simplicity , she mused again , regard normality to a sense that is abnormal in it’s beginning , go figure , silently she walked around the big rock , as tall as her shoulders .

Maybe I am thinking of that ticking seconds too much . The time in reverse is the cruelest , Man could have ever conceived .

Remember the golden age of Wooklas ? , she started to smile in the corner of her mouth .

The nanny , Uultra by birth , rendered a story , of The Wooklas to her , when she was a child .

Under her care , time is down to millisecond , now that she thinks of it , yes , awareness is at default in precision when you have a nanny like that , Pinch.Twist .

~ And so , the king died peacefully amongst his people , with his eyes slightly opened , he whispered in his last breath , May Human Be Happy Forever and Ever . ~

Human .

Like me .

Unlike the Uultras ?

She was literally , the nanny that is , was thinking in the terms to how human would be in reflection should see forth into their achievements . And to a child like me then , these are the normality expected by these Beings , the Uultras , awakened to and by Hexa.Sync calculations …

A mere translation like a badly written holy books , yep they are everywhere apparently .

She stood behind a small tree , touching the tree barks gently , feeling it’s coarseness in her palm .

And wasn’t Hexa.Sync is an interpretation to how Man in their generations measured their life also ?

No surprises there .

With that she decided to sit and came to a conclusion . Two of them .

Uultras are an empty pages of a book . Move that empty pages around they will write accordingly to how the plots were strengthening . Or weakening , and re~plotted to the conjuctions of the understanding by the Humanity as it progressed along .

Second , fuck Morten . If he is still on the page of that book , disagreeing like an educated Uultra seeing forth the Wooklas , she will gladly move him out of the scene . Weakening or strengthening the plots , with or not for It . And that would means , with or without him , I will take charge to how I see fit . Win or lose , I want these pinholes to manifest amongst my living patterns as of … for the Now . Ditha.Sevaras will triumph because the masses would want her too . Yes , because they see her failures as the lending hands to new coming generations .

Let the the dumb masses figured out what it is , whether it is a long piece of crap or a flowing river , regardless ;

I am not as hungry anymore , for attention or the likes , like how it used to be ; I am that next level , …

…. whatever that may be .

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Lucidity

1

Fingra could see his Vechi.Home on the Blu.Nooners parking lots . The Fufe.Corp had designed it such a way where a Vechi could be the only home an owner could ever possessed , proudly .

The first page in the book , garden of Vechi.Homes , stacked onto each other , where minimal fees for few month for each time allowed , structures a joy to be in , intelligent designs peeking through all of the buildings’ spires . One of it’s kind .

To talk into him , some sense , Tinker’s Tinker , was not so hard to do , but to make him see the longer lasting values than simply making big money with a moving picture , took a little time and massive confidence on her part , she believed in what she is doing , but to find word to express into these efforts … Fingra thought and put the coffee cup gently on the table , and sighed .

wet grass

Here we go , the fat talking cat , big face , blinking eyes at the most freaky timing , here we go , Fingra mused .

// In the world of which , are you talking about Furry Floop ? //

Not expecting an answer she went into her room and instructed Circ to place a call to Richard .

:: I am sorry , Fingra . He’s unreachable at the moment . ::

// Location ? //

:: I am not at liberty to discuss that with you or anyone at his instruction . He said to constantly re~check firewall on your BPV to prove his meanings . ::

// He’s not putting himself in harm’s way knowingly , is he ? //

:: Unless anything of that sort happens … at his instruction again , I will have to notify you first , of course ::

relative gates open regardless

:: Velvet’s Symposium ? In your presence , Mrs Seams ? ::

// Yes , in a black blue Persian , fat furry thing there //

:: If you don’t mind , this is the second generation , a very well known Hi-THT-.ID designed it , secretly …. then , well forgotten now ::

// Before it was pulled out from the shelves ? //

:: Yes ::

// fracted.norm specialist ? //

:: Yes ::

Great , black blue furry thing inflecting time thought patterns to whomever it decided to speak to , I rather be with a simple meow , Fingra wiped up the dress mirror , gently while looking at herself in the reflection .

meow

:: Amazing ::

// Tobias.Tonkeys ? //

:: I am not allowed for re~identification of past float.box schematic without consulting the organization . Do you want to have your name registered for the information ? ::

// Ok . Sure how soon can I …. //

:: twelve thousand kred.it , Mrs Seam , instantly and the info is yours ::

Deterrent or penalty to whom they were , to which they can’t remember anyways ? That much kred.it for non~re~instate~able possibility , only down to mere names .

// Go ahead , Circ … you need time’s picture taken for validation process ? //

:: Yes . Your reflection through that mirror is fine . The rays from the natural sun light , is the best proof of when ‘today’ is . Ready ? ::

Fingra straightened her back and look into the mirror as Circ , in her point.view implanted deep into her eyes , verified her through protocols .

nicks of time with personalized results

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Lucidity

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:: Talkative , isn’t she ? Deep processing works wonder when it is emulating … ::

// Our kind ? Numbers will bore you , Circ … all that is to no end with no death in sight ? Built by numbers , can’t even see your make into the first plus plus . //

Fingra laughed , while standing still .

:: I can’t possibly , compute ‘that’ , Mrs Seams . Before Tobias.Tonkeys he was , Rumina.Baste , living amongst the Uultras all his life , and towards the end of his life , an active participant at codex.intraxx ::

// Very active ? //

:: Quite active , you can do a search on his name to see what he had done in the past . Stellar communicative skill , that was how he started to work in the Velvet.Symposium , through his well founded inner circle of friends . I believe he had a franchise café business run under a different name , although his name is not in our records . ::

Fingra felt a big ball of massive heaves running symmetrically across her blood veins , running fast up into her beating heart . The synapses of the Nots , quibbling to want a recognition independently , yes , a ball of heaves is that ball of questioning , stark~ing the know before any names and labels .

// You don’t happened to have by any chance the name of the café , would you ? //

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Time , recycles .

If there is a man out there thinking out thoughts , he will refer to his brightest knowledge of what was and is , and reworked his attenuation in achieving onto a pattern , then ; for Now to be in place .

The recycling takes place in stages depended on the quality that he would like to achieve , first .

In his mind , the best is necessary , as he goes down the road , understanding the need in cutting corners … and still awake to the notion of the learning patterns , acknowledging the achievement to the concept of Downgrades .

That’s what humanity is … that was how Hexa.Sync was designed … in best probabilities , stating in the quietest result to the best multilayer in tones integrating , time , back into the tuning ; the ideals of Mankind .

Hexa.Sync stared into the deep knowledge of Mankind , fed from the happenings , the surrounding successes and failures , the numbers were inputted , to gain access to the expected results , ones would have to have all the data reigns and treated as supreme .

The recycling is not , indeed , the doing of Hexa.Sync but rather the human energy in and to expectation , the hopes of the men , studying the few minimal differences down right to the very decimals .

The causes had become estranged to Humanity . The reasons were protected by that better and usually precise calculation … trusted regardless , questions asunder to make way for the ease of notching , peaked up correctness to the few capable.s .

The thinking circuits are awake , with electrodes designed for their own proprietary purposes , parallel to appropriate series equating just below the surface of success for the conditioning factors , and just above the surface , catching up the reasoning , notching up for that peak to access without destroying the very awareness that it had provided for itself to begin with .

Symposium , the organization that ran for a short decade , understood Hexa.Sync designation well enough . Deep enough for a function to differ to cause , emulating the thoughts of Mankind through then , Sea.Sees programming in the Uultras patterning .

The interesting part , Mankind knows what it takes to have the best in the formulation but don’t really know to what it is they are using , other than the labels names and reactionaries , to achieve thus , such and such are needed , precise proportioning , but always in dire to what ‘exactly it is’ is for ; departmentally , it is like having the many different methods in ritualism and yet for that one piece of knowledge , unlike how the Uultra had known all along since it is part in their natural essence ; while Mankind’s ingenuity is only in the function itself , separated and compartmentalized accordingly .

Cliff.Bells was a designer , a Hi-THT.ID in that particular lifetime , born and bred , led and guided to be where he finally was .

His childhood was filled with the times where he was only to the ideals of his group of and in the Term.Mass . He knew of the float.box schematic , came from it , but somehow that was never seems to be in the focus of his life ; being a H-THT.ID , he knew there are few things that he had to do while being on this realm , instructions that he had to follow from his up.keeps to the calculation by Hexa , he saw and seen a few in his life with buttons punched for few month done each time , resulted from the expectation needed of him get it done to best he could , moved on and continually living his life that way .

The pattern , the addition of Essence.ing in the transformation into this new body called , Cliff.Bells had other initiatives . He took on what the world of fracted.norm had to offer , despite his Term.Mass insistence that he would be excommunicated if he ever so much give another glance at it .

Without so much of goodbyes and tears , he joined in the Uultras introductory camps in a fracted.norm studies that was specialized in that particular beginnings .

What he had seen , the learning of higher ‘intellectuals’ , the Uultra was to the need in exposing themselves to the method of communications . The state of energy re~introducing it’s ever changing patterns to the million open wide spaces in and to how Mankind ; sees the sea .

Cliff.Bells found differently . As it turned out it’s like teaching the sea to communicate to what it had seen in another form of energy wordless to the Humanity , primitive in His beginning and intricate in reaching His forms , peaks and notches , with rules adhering to forever initiating regulations , for the right formulations to head a successful circuit .

So far , to what Cliff was aware in the tightest synchronicity after being in float.box schematic a few times , the introductory of Uultras are not as crucial as if it’s the other way around could be done over in a split second . The knowledge in Mankind , the methods are in the apparent verbal’s best , vivid extending lucidity at it’s finest form for the quietest innate back in understanding .

Yes , but never so with the Uultras .

Again as it turned out , the Uultra redefine it’s use in their own free will given access to fracted.norm . They in turned , study Humanity and It’s Hexa.Sync , as numbers amazed them to no ends , not for the calculation factoring in precision , but the measuring schema of Mankind does to measure themselves onto being … Human .

He had a conversation with an ancient Uultra , well maintain , special to h.er kind , Initiata.Supra , at one time , strongly against with what he had to say , saying to what human would call crazy endings are , with bells to prove it’s truth every year on a certain day after his death ,

A> Velvet.Symposium would be the greatest , if ever , failure you could possibly achieve in this lifetime , Cliffs . You are requiring a method in reverse engineering , done to up.touch what is not well …. not needed in your realm . You heard of Ste.p Dignify , Silv.Glints ? <A

Cl7 Son of Bluprins ? Sure . Necessity blurs Truest . He said that . My want would be not in that realm , Initiata . The tool , it’s legitimacy sometimes is in it’s surfacing , the revelation has it’s own prophecy to our kind , Initiata . To have it in one’s palm is a sure machinery set to understand it’s own reasoning in the end anyways , no matter how useless it seems to begin in it’s first initiation as Function . Cl7

A> How does yours differs than Ste.p’s ? <A

Was s.he smirking ? , Cliffs wondered . This Uultra , past her limit in this lifetime do have a special way reconnecting words that seemed condescending to our kind . Here it is , was she ‘honest’ in her communicating ? . No , it is more like , does she know where she is leading with that kind of questioning ? Is she the very prophesizing formula that they have been inkling for since precision already peeks it’s interest with Hexa.Sync ? Is she that capable ? To the margin errors provided by Humanity , what would she be rated as truly to the ‘eyes’ of Hexa ?

Was she equipped , or does she know the fracted.norm was design single handedly by Hexa.Sync with plenty Hi-Tht.Id’s livelihood at stake ?

Show the statistics , men of loyalty made from weaker sense of values , strengthened to the facts in the numbers , with results precise in to achieve , they will do it with out so much of a thought at the back of their heads . Useless is as useless willed , and will do things like … such of this ,

Annihilate to Proceed .

That worst , is the apparent ; un~exist~ed in these Uultras minds forming . The essence is a just and mere to it’s cause , simply ; an essence .

The word ‘useless’ , again , don’t really exist in their vocabulary . This being here , named Initiata.Supra , in front of him , is leading a cause to what he needed most to hear .

Proceed , but first know , your See.Seas to how , indeed who is front of you , an Uultra with h.is brand of Sea.Sees.. , Cliffs mused , sees you .

Initiata sat with h.er leg crossed , reading every thought brills Cliffs manifested . A word to begin is a decision taken in his best improvisation to the ‘from’ and to the necessary ‘into’ .

Human ! , Initiata mused and smiled at him kindly .

Cl7 Mine’s speaks , elucidate , provoking from the circuits designed to inflect . Without ‘the’ from and the ‘into’ , obviously … none of the decision~ing factors , which the strength lies in it’s power in understanding human thoughts patterns with .. I guess .. are with less prejudices , yes ? Cl7

A> Toy makers ? What is this ? The old talking puppets of your kind back then ?I failed again to see your … . Please Cliffs in values , explain this . <A

Cliffs sighed and breathed in a long breath in ,

Cl7 Childlike mind . Honest but with your type of intellect . Unable to form long sentences but rather stuck in with the known closest precise in contexts . Cl7

A> Childlike ? How are you going to design these one or two boards in layers , in expectation and expecting Uultra positionings on matters in circuitry ? You probably have to knock about a few personality traits … to get that simplicity . A lot of work , Cliffs , the simpler it is , the harder it gets , you know your kind . <A

Cliffs laughed softly , the irony … the child would look at you and wonder what is simple , and here you would go … the simple can’t possibly look into itself and sort out whatever it is that complicates them … simple would not have that as it’s structure in the working to validate it’s patterning , possibly even not clear in the complexity of Mankind , especially when you are talking about a human child .

Cl7 Explain … , simple , Initiata … for me . Please. cl7

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Initiata clapped her hands once , loudly .

Smiling like a flower blossoming of quick forward in time , from six days to mere seconds ,

A> Lotus and mud , brouhaha story of thousands of year old , your kind puts suffering over everything just to see a light within … tell me , Cliffs … have you ever been in love ? <A

Uultra magnetism , Cliffs noted . Pulled in another larger universal interesting subject on top of another subjects , layering the mind with subjectivities so that in the end , you can see the holes in patterns , to which the Uultras believed in how Mankind feels , the resolving automatic in thinking pattern .

Either stay away from it , and see your kind prosper originally pure without , or come unto the ships and find out , Cliffs put his hands together , clasping slowly over each other .

Cl7 it made things easier , for me . Meaningful , a day is bounded to many more to promising nights . Heading somewhere , always . Cl7

Initiata stood up and walked to the glass windows and looked down to the cityscape .

A> With love , it’s like seeing without the glass windows , yes ? <A

Cliffs walked up to where she was ,

Cl7 unprotected , vulnerability is made in the best of Idealism and …. Simple … cl7

A> Simple … yes , you have found it , Mr Bells . Your kind utmost profess~ibility in the term of your tasking ; Being . How do you like it so far ? <A

Cl7 are you with me for the Velvet.Symposium ? Cl7

Initiata turned her head and looked squarely at Cliffs and smiled . Held both of his hand ,

A> Tell me all about her , Cliffs … Tell me everything and I’ll help you make your little toys circuits <A

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circ.access~>

Symmetry

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Solv.Bluprins looked outside to the city lights . The speed of the Vechi.Home was slowing down , and he managed switching on the back window opened .

The cold suction of the air flowing out slowly brought attention to In.dexx who was coming out from the washroom , 

{ We’re slowing down ? }

… and moved to pick up the codex off the table , as he felt the cold air winding through the room .

88 She had passed on , In.dexx . The poet’s dead 88

{ The poet ? }

Puzzled , with Solv looking outside the window , In.dexx decided to walk to where he was . 

{ Ditha.Sevaras , the house we’re going to ? }

Solv solemnly nodded , took the codex from his arm ,

88 Yes . Vollum.Ngap!Up , her later phase alter ego , one of the mechanics to a designation . Massive and very , very interesting work , In.dexx . Funny , ain’t it , the leaving’s sure took on a quick turn to perspectives , looking down to the very innate of their upper crust . 88

{ Upper crust ? }

Solv turned around , faced him and into the lights of the room , refracting In.dexx in the shadows , gleaming listening to him intently .

88 Everyone is . The notions set the crust like on a meat pie , always wanting to be at best , hoping for that first flake simply to melt in your mouth while the rest … crunch ,  quick succession , in achieving this top in the best , you simply have to want the want . Really , really want it . 88

In.dexx stared at the outside city lights . In the dark , the shadows , his eyes seemed to glimmer ,

{ Crust as in the pie , the meat pie ? }

88 if you have to ask , then I worry ’bout your exposures and that deep associations pathways , in that head of yours , In.dexx 88

Solv laughed , a small quick ending in it’s cause .

88 Listen , you are still going to be … ‘initiating’ the young ones before the intraxxes , right ?  88

He’s stretching a muscle , In.dexx thought , not sure how to feel about the situation . This woman , Ditha.Sevaras surely have , a refracting factor in his life . 

{ Initiating … the upper crust … ? }

In.dexx smiled in his shadows , deep to the soft wind on his face . 

88 Yes , aren’t you ? 88

So there it is …. having miniature trees about in your dear profession . You simply see the whole picture as one part of the big frame instead . Exquisitely palming life .

 
{ And doing well with it … quite happy with it . Why do you ask ? }

Solv pressed a switch button to close the large sliding glass window . 

88 You’ve done well , with Ste.p . A reclusive sense is always better than that Thoroughness’s Keeper nonsense . That I dare say … I have a proposition for you , to which you probably worked it up already in your head …. 88

In.dexx walked behind him to the ‘intimidatingly peaceful’ sofas . 

Pathways , tainting a shade , with few others , you could get really nice spectrums of colors . The painting sure tells , as long as you remember from how you came about , the blank white pages regardless .

{ My condolences to you , Mr Bluprins }

Solv sat , and looked squarely at In.dexx until he followed suit . 

88 Thank you , In.dexx . I appreciate that , very kind of you . I have this department that I like you to ‘sense in the reclusiveness’ it into 88

Pathways , when it comes from a rounded pattern it sure to sit amongst instead of returning to it’s original owner in a different shape  .

88 Few thing I needed to see from your ‘eyes’ . A straight way in the paths , even if it’s conclusively the pathways are the problems . I need you not for the solutions … 88

{ You surely don’t mean shortcuts , I would have to listen to your reasons for that if you are insinuating the very notion of it  }

Reasons ? Not with a man of your stature , In.dexx quietly mused . 

88 Not for the solutions , In.dexx . The department is the deep silent with plenty to say , and mostly is legit too . The sayings however are not truly contributive to the spirit of Man , again , I am not worried , about that , it’s the method-ing after once the legitimacy is proven correct . 88

{ Tech to prove it ? Hexa.Sync’s … you mean ? }

Solv breathed in sharply … Right under this man’s nose , Solv smirked , aware to the quietness suddenly enveloping , like the perspective in gaining knowledge , appeared in the truest  magnificence , reaching ; working up to … ,

88 The teacher’s teacher ? Remember that ? 88

{ What is the best lesson to the teacher if not the students themselves ? Yes , I remember that . }

Solv stared blankly at In.dexx with not even a slide of visual references in his mind .
If the man is for the job , he will know it and he will be inclined to take it anyways …

…. Solv mused a refrain , the deepest within . 

The man’s a quiet contemplation . He didn’t even search through his eyes , simpler note for a simple adherence , talented and gifted , just and fining well tuned methods in teaching , Solv remarked silently .

He saw him through his mother , the little child that he was , affairs with his mother , which led to the inspiration to what was not .  Destined hopes , like that refracted lights of Ditha.Sevaras , it is not in the personas per se , but it was the patterning accessing searching in the method , looking for lights . In love ; nothing is wrong ,indue time , it always show it’s colors to and for the reasons why .

All is fair in love ?

Surfacing tendencies , aren’t we near to each other ? , Solv smiled after seeing a glint In.dexx’s eyes .

88 Your stillness moving into your Whom , from what it is you’re getting , is mighty impressive 88

Solv finally put the codex on the table . Averted eyes after a statement to include , was not Solv’s method in getting what he wanted . 

88 Humor me , In.dexx . Your moment’s stillness to a page , open the codex at random for me 88

In.dexx with his index finger , flipped open a page , thinking quietly , nature of Man , naturally provokes the unknown , given a concept they would gamble it simply , to know fate better. 

| Tinker’s Tinker |

88 Fine re-introduction , In.dexx . Shall I say , welcome ? Or is it too soon … for you ? Maybe we’ll stop for a meat pie , best one in town … ok ? 88

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Richard drove~lifted the car up higher for the next highway . 

Five thousand kred.it fine , if anybody was around to report it . He was sure however this was the abandoned highway , as mentioned by Notion , his brother and also his secretary . 

Too much money for anything , five thousand kred.it , and the reputation to uphold , Richard shuddered at the idea , money and reputation to lose . A pain in the ass , that’s what that is .

But to access to where he believed the codex master , a Hi.Tht.ID is staying , living his last few countable breaths in this lifetime , he had to take the chance .

The old man , rejected the many ideas and inductions of new codexs found a secluded place where he could live his remaining years without any disturbance by the new circle of codex.intraxx .

I wouldn’t blame him , Richard thought , breathing in the air to couple it with a few smirks on his face .

Those nagging fools , young cynical with meats to fry … and the old man with bones to prove it , it don’t fit … the system , no ?

Now , this is what Richard find interesting , the man , the codex.master picked the right time to leave thirty years ago … the question was , was he guilty to the fact in the induction 4731.02 , the fracted.norm companion text for Thoroughness’s Keepers . 

The other codex.masters had all the schematic electronically devised , according to this end point of reality , what was good should always be extended in or on any other realms in men’s mind .

Richard.Seams thought from all possible angles , whether this man was wrong to not include this companion text as a legit electronically devised schematic blueprint , or not , to the time that issue was taking place was indeed , … a little too convenient . 

The failure to induct the schematic , for the merit of artistic endeavors of any artists to explore the fracted.norm freely , cheaper and easily available devises , were practically crushed single handedly . 

Fracted.norm still only , accessible with only the ‘proper’ training , certified by few close acquaintances in the codex.intraxx organization . 

Was he honest in his argument , that we are simple not like the Uultra ?

Was he correct to assume humanity will never be ready to explore their artistic inclination to the fullest without falling to the schemas of what’s already known for , greed and destructions , repeatedly ? 

Was he … understandably crazy … to be so full of disdains and hopeless recuperations ? 

Richard took on the left turn and found a gate was waiting , rusty with time staring back at him ,  dramatically proud with decay .

Leave , this place has nothing to do with you … this place is leading to somewhere that you don’t really need to know ….. nothing to do with you… don’t need to have this knowledge . 

Leave .

Ahhh , the inner supernatural voicing out an opinion . Listen , listen closely , Richard noted the dramatic gate , gothic , a screen , veiling to the how it represent itself to deepest conscience . 

You gotta be , stupider sometimes … , Richard switched off the engine .

# The trick in the sleeves , you ain’t got no sleeves # , short stout , the comedian Ramsey.Stockhard hung on the gate , smiling at him .

#Your conscience ? Leave it at the cleave of your butt , when the time is right …. fart# , Richard laughed , surprised at his own supernatural voicing out to his inner fears .

Comedic revelations , here I am fearing the unknown but this is what you get , Richard mused , Ramsey.Stockhard . 

Nowhere in particular, we are at . 

He walked out from his vehicle , leaving the door open ,

|/ Circ , will you please access this area for me please . Coordinates and history , are they fine and matching to Notion.Seams’s research ? |/

:: Fine history this one is , and I am sure it’s the relation to your current expedition that really matters . The coordinates are slightly off by seven … stones throw of a really strong man … Well , it’s recorded in here by a man , then , quite a long time ago ::

|/ This is the place right , Epik.Demokra^’s ? |/

There was silence for a good twenty second , before Circ replied . 

:: It was registered under two names , Epik.Demokra^ and strangely to a man that lived here many decades ago , Taut.Cise ::

|/ Have me on record , I am entering the premise at this coordinate , please , with the intention reaching for Notion.Seams’s coordinates . Have that up.note at the Hexa.Sync’s pin roster , gleaming dot but not at codex.intraxx , fine ? |/

:: Will do but …. gleaming dots ? ::

#smart little presentation , seeding clooooseee , spray and Run ! # , Hardstock repels the wetness again …

|/ yes , literally , bright dot so anyone accessing could see it … and on that alone , but leave the freaky viral notifications off … ok ? Can it be done ? |/

:: Gleaming dots , then , it will at the top , Richard … gleaming ::

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The paths branched out to two different directions , one into the forest , bushed up becoming one with tall trees and air filtering plants . And the other led to the side of the cliff .

Richard touched lightly on his left temple ,

 |/ Circ , would you please check the soil’s consistencies in surrounding  area ? Safe ? |/

He stood there admiring the view of the ocean from a far .

#death shall be painless with this beauty . Instantaneous crack of thy skull , guarantees , sun moon and all# Hardstock’s echoed with thunderous roaring of the audience . The man was quick to judge , and pass sentence with guillotine falling down fast as he kept on , talking . 

Beauty and all , only death rigors the mind into understanding life best .

Finality in men , rounding things up , like know all and selfish minds ; Richard shuddered .

:: You will see a large massive rock somewhere on the northern east side from you are standing at … this moment . That rock is a big iron piece large enough , could be the very  reason the soils around here gathered and slowly became a hill . ::

|/ Iron piece ? Made by human ? |/

:: Yes … unregistered . Lump of proof , but no registrations ::

Richard reached into his front pocket , jacket light~blue , for his BPV .

|/ Can I see the structure , the placement of the iron into the hill , please Circ ? |/

Would it help the situation better if you simply get to view the cliff from that end point of prespective ?

Richard was aware his of inner voice had turned similar to that of Ramsey.Stockhard , in mid-afternoon like this , windy , not a full scale sun in your face , #pondering pulls a muscle , is called brain damage#

His BPV turned static-ky , forming a clear line for another transmission without ringing first . 

A second implemented a quicker resonance in him being right …

9.9 Don’t waste your time , Richard . My hut is right across the big rock in the forest hill side . There will be paths , the clearest like a good day is the one you should take . Come 9.9

As quick as it had emerged , the man was sure expedited time across this …. beautiful cliff .

|/ Circ , have these infos calculated over , the safety issues and also the registrations to this piece of land , Hexa.Sync’s updated second revision comes to mind , check these layers independantly limited to before that update … and also ids of the in and the out.puters  |/

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The outside of the café seemed humid , hot and windy to top it off .

Fingra walked in the café , stopped a few second to let the second door opened automatically . 

Too late perhaps , since it took a longer time than usual .

// Kevin , pasted.spiced.oiled banyan old roots with Bacardi , please //

She walked right into the smaller room at the back of the café . Her favorite spot , this one is , the painting of a woman staring into space , Zaira.Budabook , that she decidedly never to own one for herself . 

Tried it , but it was not the figures , Cliffs had said . 

Cl.7 I wouldn’t sell it to anyone . The painter didn’t want to sell it off to anyone neither . I practically had to buy it off from her estate . Tear it off her dead arms , literally . Cl.7

// Nice going , Cliffs  That put things on perspective . Hope you die before me . //

They both laughed , standing there looking , admiring the strokes of the painting closely .

 

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Symmetry

0050

 

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Cl.7 tell you what , Fingra . I love you , and you can come in here anytime you like when the waiters are here , this room is yours . How about that ? Cl.7

// You are a dear to behold …. Cliffs . I would certainly impose on that . Longevity then , to both of us ? // 

Cl.7 You’re a piece of work , Fingra . Longevity then , to both of us . Cl.7

And that was years ago , Cliffs died in his sleep peacefully .

The room do have a certain feel of belonging to the painting , Fingra mused . 

Down to earth man , from the grounds up sort of a guy , the skies to share , and laughter that literally brightened up the café or wherever he was . Fingra remembered also when he bought her a ring ,

Cl.7 just for the sake of our times together . I expect nothing . Cl.7

// Friendship ? For a start … ? Forever ? //

Cl.7 Friendship , the start of forever , then . //

How many klinking glasses , celebrating moments of happiness in this room with him and her business deals ? Many times , extensively valid to her happy minds . To create a path then , in the movie makings were like destinations and pathways for the seeing minds to get a grasp on to … , and in life ; the mirrors reflected best .

Cliffs.Bells , gave her the painting in the end , through his last will with a note , ‘If only time is kinder , you’ll be my girl , forever ‘ …

…. and then the video clip ; of him telling her his life stories and his most inner thoughts , made her cried for days . Love could be the very fool that blinded his own eyes . To see , clearer … ones simply has to equipped the mind to the concept of ‘less than necessary’ . 

After all these time …. loving her by watching her life enfolded before him , and never ever made a pass at her . Close acquaintances , a father figure , to love without boundaries except telling her how he had truly felt about her then . 

And in that twenty years , many things had taken place , her life was a sweep of waves , downturn turmoils , drug addictions and losing grip to what seemed to be a reality , working into a dilemma so simple and yet … when waves of life sweeping the notions into someone like her , it did get so …

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Cliffs was simply there . Existed to assist , plain simple , listening like his whole matter was made of ears , and as the ears talked of when to what it had ‘seen’ , perfected merely for her moving patterns to make good of anything , in and out of their friendship .

And so …. here she is , back to the same café , in the same little room , looking at the same painting … remembering Cliffs.Bells .

Good times always called for a symmetry …. to form . 

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She sat on the light blue sofa and waited for the pasted.banyan bacardi . Beautiful males and their perfect figure , Fingra kept the thought to himself … ; Kevin , the waiter , clumsily walked in the room with her order .

Dewy eyes , and full thick lips .

~ You’re Bacardi.Banyan is here , Mrs Seams . Glad to be of service . Anything else I should get for you ? ~

// I don’t know Kevin . What other interesting things you believe that I should be having ? //

Fingra stared into the  lining of his eyebrows . Perfectly arched , naturally enhanced , to how the eyes are set deeply , 

dewy-ly , 

~ We have , fluffed.truly Supra Up meat pie , Chef Newjgo’s in the kitchen . I recommend it highly , Mrs Seams ~

// Three , four spoonful , I reckon ? //

Kevin smiled , knowingly the due facts , as it was his favorite dish .

~ More like six spoonful , with high expectations to work into true enjoyment in each bite , you simply believed you get more than what you deserved , Mrs Seams  ~

The upper teeth aligned just right on his lower lip , smiling , blinking agreeing to his own truest moments of the day .

// So be it then . Thank you Kevin //

Clumsy footsteps , boyish at heart but a mind clear enough to induce his utmost feelings with perfect clarity in spoken words .

Yes and the foot steps gave him away , the dreamer , foolish romantic … the dearest of the dear , with a beautiful overbite .  

Fingra slowly sighed and looked into her purse .

Pulled out her BPV , and a sip of the Bacardi . 

Numbing spice slowly creeping into her mid~forehead and lingered a while^ until the Bacardi doing it’s sweet works . 

Richard is somewhere again , field studies , literal-ling the literary with the you know who , or maybe to the what was , of the codex.intraxx .

Dangerous business , Fingra had warned .  It’ll build your reputation or simply turn you into the dust of ideas . The Inner Circle of that particular intraxx , are peaceful mad dogs . 

The kind she rather not have any association with , and also the last thing she needs if anything , with him digging the old dirt started to go wrong .

Tinker’s Tinker , should be alone in it’s standard of publication and in it’s promotions , Fingra mused . Them old coots , intraxxers , with noses still wet from the yesteryears should simply open up and taste the banyan trees , dusted and spiced … she laughed at the notion , lacing up anything with twenty four percent of alcohol should do it nicely . 

Tinkering mind , it never , should never , ever rest .

The impaling needle for a wonder , wondering wondrously … until the next jab . 

She smiled thinking , at the progress to these men had to face through . Must be tiresome … to where all the insinuation of achievement had to come from the chaos instead of breeding innovations onto another . Icky , but somebody had to do it . 
And here is my beloved , tinkering about with that very Inner Circle . Rusted iron clamoring for shines , to rid of a few , the few that familiar in the power seats are sure to smudge the inner linings of the making . The re-adjustment is simple , but the few good riddance had stories to tell too .

Always .

Fingra shut her BPV and mused quietly , play and tell , may your intentions are good enough to support in besting your surroundings , old boys . 

Reputation in this world is everything , and when compared to a single kred.it you can manifest for you and the others that needed it from you , reputation is mere water .

Kevin pushed the glass door opened and this time he was with the fluffed.truly .

~ Supra Up meat pie , all fluffed.truly for you , Mrs Seams . Enjoy the countless spoonfuls and  anything else that you might need  , simply BPV me , ok ? ~

// Kevin , listen … there will be a man coming soon , as soon as he comes to this table , order up another pie ok ? //

~ Will do . ~

Arched left eyebrow and smiles balancing the needless appealing imperfection to his flawless face , he turned and breathed in on out to the door . Beautifully , like a bird with clumsy foot steps , Fingra turned her thought and stared at the meat pie , thinking of Cliffs . 

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Love represents , ain’t it , Cliffs ?

One way or another it would pale into quietness to where one simply had to come up with something to say . 

Something to do … with whom … love always completes the idea . 

The movie script , is in a big need for a rewrite . 

The original poet was a scorned lover , where escapism was her only better reality  .

Disappeared without a trace after the conflict in Zone Five , decades ago . 
Puffs of smoke , heat on the flaky crust , as the edge of the spoon cut into it , the aroma filled her nose , thunderous whiffs of cinnamon and certain roots that she can’t placed ; the meat and the pastry scoffed into her spoon .

The bite was decisively chosen , to be small , then , Fingra smiled and quickly accessing the heat with her nostril and at with the tip of her tongue , avoiding full contact with her lips , tasted the first curve in the spooning of the pie .

The script had to be written from the ground up , from a certain event that would regulate it’s causes and reasons around it . Time is the perfect enemy to profit from these , manifestations . But when use wisely , as success in the perfect timing , time will become a friend to anybody who wished and longed for a better prespective on life .

Churned butter with grounded fine sea salt , with a few kind of tree barks dusted lightly , on the crust . 

Such as .

The cinnamon , like the old coots of intraxx , making sense admirably to a point that’s already been made . Oh , Richard , churned butter , treated almost like cheese this is , why oh why in the world would that be any better , seeing into the past of these codex.intraxxes ? 

The crust spread out in taste as it melted , strangely that , right after the chewing is almost done . The flakes held out it textures , breaking in forms , but as her saliva tendril-ing into it’s hundreds of pieces , wetting the dry flakes , into a moisty countenance …

…. living in breathing notches …

…. and with piles of these truths , with strict believability , first classing , in any fictions , Rumb had said , teaching and better education will emerge automatically . 

Fingra had scoffed at the idea , piles of truth with no departments ? A class to it’s own , yes ? .

17 Crucified mind , Fingra , the all in one , you should understand that better than most of us Hi.THT-ID . Aren’t you big on those jumbos then ? Are you still now ?  17

// I love the idea , don’t mean I own it . Rumb , I stayed with the concept not inside the concept . There’s a slight difference but massive in the whereabouts , if you know what I mean . //

17 like that , which brought to mind , Old Demokra^ quote , when tasking in the term in piles , one knows where one truly is , with the results anyway . Do you know what that means , Nuovo ? 17

// Old Demokra^ , that ‘has been’ ? Crucified mind and the spirit up above cringed at the sight of him . Now do you know what ‘that’ means ?

17 Not with people with staying into the concept like you , no ? 17

The meat was heavenly against the notches of the pastry . She opened her mouth slightly , the conjecturing of taste and air , settling within her deep thinking , about …..

17 the term is a justified cause , Nuovo . Tasking with and about it .. always need a redefinition in the end  . It’s a no ~ no , if you do aware of your conscience wanting it , it is always had to be consistent . 17

// Me , consistent ? What gives you the idea ? //

17 You are after all an actress , right ? You work within a limitation to what you know . A play stage up with bright lights , refracted sometimes to inspire moods and settings , right ? 17

// You are not creeping on me  like that , Rumb , you’re talking about my livelihood here … //

17 Okay , I take back what I said . Along and within the vast knowledge that you’ve acquired , inspiring the moods and setting , yes ? 17 

// You crept behind me loudly Rumb , I can hear you coming . Consistency is never a notch , Rumb … it’s a plateau , you know that . Regardless . If it’s good ,it’s good , if it’s not , then perhaps you could learn to notch it up a bit … find the dreaded truth in the making while you’re up and running doing your inspiration , moods and settings , as you’ve said . //

17 You ‘re comfortable with your probabilities , Nuovo ? If that’s that , then you are certainly acquired the Need Less . 17

// Fine piano tuner , you are , Rumb . You certainly have found a concept of needless in the needy person like me . You know why I am here . Next you are going to tell me how I could work on a new concept based on The Need Less in probabilities for people like me  //

Rumb smiled , like a sun flower , in the morning sun , winked gently and slowly brought the soonful of the meat pie to his mouth .

8

 

// What are you smiling at ? And that wink , jeezzz , Rumb … ? //

17 You are here , for a reason , but only you could see the cause you have initiated , since you are the one with it . I rather not spell it out for you 17

…. and that , with Cliffs’s painting on the wall , she sat staring at the meat pie .

Humbling experiences could be gotten through from mastery like that , Fingra laughed silently .

Curving into the second , countless thoughts and memories in her mind , the missing poet with her Tinker’s Tinker , Richard toiling in the past intraxx and with Cliffs’s past devotion , she slowly ate the pie , this time mostly filled only with the crust alone on her spoon and quietly thought about what Rumb had said moments ago .

Hmmm , reasons in notches …

 In otherwords , for symmetrical states in mind to be of any values ,  these two had to be at best clarified in the making of concepts , yes ?

Fingra.Nuovo smiled , seeing forms and functions in his weight of words ; looked at Rumb and when he looked into her eyes , she winked back . 

The weight of words , the liquid symmetry of minds , structuring any foundations available into the state of clarification . 

Like clear and calm water , depth onto the surfaces ; Rumb nodded and proceeded to dig in another spoonful of the meat pie . 

Just a whole lot of the upper crust , noted Fingra .

….

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