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I feel ; inconsistent to my findings .
I feel ; insecure to whatever information that I have in order for me to go forward in my accessing these data and make it work in these supposedly called facts of the past .
Emotions are subjective , he had told me , Fingra mulled quietly with her fingers played along the seams of the sweater .
Subjectivities are Truth Explained and yet should not be the reasons to die for , for whatever the need to be righteous , life is bigger than any of these ‘truth’ .
Life is a State that is Listening to the making of Anomalies in The Universe . We , the thinking evolving human , the listening representative to our own techs , the oxygen breathers on Earth .
And these findings will be perfected by death .
The knowledge will be unleashed by the living as death slowly approaching and these knowledge are always for the ones who had to go the extra miles in life , seeking ; living it with the ideals still unrealized ; so young and yet ; …
Rumb smiled wide as he looked into her eyes then . Ahhhh , he breathed in confidently .
She sees without a need to express now . The truest you can find in obtaining knowledge , is that . In that alone … Mankind has referred only to Selves , as One , the nudges in questioning , and the answers without having the need to be expressed .
She has seen the truth in these forms . Cruel with the overtones, classic with the longings , having to brave life regardless .
Is she going to smile , once she sees into my eyes , looking into hers ? Knowing , the unleash … the unknown ?
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Fingra.Nuovo looked up at against the sunset into Rumb’s eyes . Bright overtone of sunlight alright , she thought . She could only see the bright evening behind Rumb , and tinges of joy emanating from his lips , cracking a smile .
// Then why the inconsistencies , Rumb ? //
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She smiled , knowing very well , slowly smiled ; that Rumb is going to crack his smile even deeper into his eyes .
17 Inconsistencies are the real balance to reason . Without it , what is the point then ? 17
The Unknown are riddled with these inconsistencies , and all these scientific findings are also the truth unarranged , apparently .
Apparently , chaotic Mankind are the problems , and the problems to these moments lived are the reasons cause by these imperfect , imbalanced weights presented by the Universe , left to it’s own devices to continue in it’s little time warped in Humanity , to each human …
17 Greedy human , not too much time left as He was given birth to , so he made many mistakes , yes ? 17
Bright sunlight , Fingra squinted her eyes against the sun , and moved her face into the Rumb’s shadow ;
// Hidden to expose oneself … Rumb ? Is that why we are the way we are ? What was the word again you used ? Conniving ? //
17 The words without a presence ? Live shall be the dead , to reform that ugly minds ? But should the impending death be the only reasons to live well ? But that was long time ago , Fingra . Mankind these days take responsibility as Hexa.Sync gain more and more recognitions 17
In Rumb’s shadow , Fingra frowned .
// But you are … , you yourself are Hi.THT ID . Aren’t you against to whatever Hexa has to come up with , Rumb ? 17
Rumb nodded solemnly .
17 What do you think the reasons are when life comes into the pictures , Fingra ? It is the connectives to every little steps ahead we human take forward . In the scheme of things , who do you think I am to Life itself , dear one ? Providing you shadows , so all the hidden places in you are to be exposed against the bright light to what you are facing as of this very minute ; expected the coming knowledge to be with clarity ? 17
Rumb nodded again slowly , he moved away from Fingra and started to face the sun together with her .
Fingra nodded ; understanding the shift in his movement ,
// Togetherness , then what really do we all have to say about ourselves, eh ? All that is exposed really , truly only ourselves . Brilliant , Rumb . In the scheme of things , differences are only Magnifications to what All in Contexts are all about . //
Rumb put out his palm towards the sun …
17 The heat are the same like my blood running in my veins , Fingra . How could I deny the very similarities … perfecting these familiarities right down to our biology equaling to the distance of the Sun . No more no less , eh ? 17
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Fair to a need , justifying into your own sense of good ? Is that what he meant ? No more no less ? Is that what Hexa.Sync has brought to the humanity ? Calculative understanding so that , the justification could be recalculated with the factors of human conditioning in the present days ?
Human as can be , and my reflections of what had happened in the past , in this case , the early year of Mrs Vollum.NGAP! as the poet , my own imperfect balance to my own set of limited understanding , are the very conditionings of translation to what she was but never to who she truly is ?
Be not afraid of your own conclusions , Rumb had said .
Ditha.Sevaras was not afraid to come up with a pattern to conclude her own life then , so why should I ?
After all , it is not the plate of the others , to what edibles I am to worry to be onon , eating it , it is to my own food of thoughts that I have to be mindful of .
Introspectively , that is what I will be feeding the masses with my decision making in Arts of my movie making .
Ahhh , the brightest brilliance of perfect balance is what I am working for , ain’t it ?
Fuck , Morten.Childs !
The state of inadequacies , to what approval is to the masses had to take on . Lo and behold , nothing like failures accessing truth from that hoped successfulness point of view .
Inadequacy always form an unhealthy needs to be immortal in it’s reasons to be .
See it without a need to express , the knowledge forever burns into your innovations , he had said , as he had left the balcony in that bright sunny evening .
Your mortality is the guarantee to your very own kindness along the steps for your very own humanity in this life in the end .
Therefore , I have to see myself as part of the contributing forms , a part of , the big frame to wherever we are heading , bending as one civilized Human facing the brightness of the shining Sun .
Simple as that , so my concluding patterns had to be …
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53 You will fail , like a bomb , obscured into your own depth in the making alone , and you will be disappointed , and you know why ? Because I know you , Fingra . You are like a child , unsatisfied most in your life , always wondering to what you should have done better , and if this is your methods in getting these progressions done , you will become a hermit . A rich hermit . But with regrets . The worst kind . 53
He nodded , fast and sure of himself .
And he said the words with almost a smirk to his face . Careful Morten , it seemed .
53 Regrets are poisons to you . Mark my words , woman . Trust me , you do not have what it takes to form an outside line to what is better for you after the deeds were done . The center was all you ever known , in your life , you are the universe of the film makings on this Earth , and you are about to fall asleep with the fishes for all I care , and after reading these drafts , Fingra , you are going to disappoint yourself in the future . Imagine having that on your death bed , woman ! Slipping away into oblivions with poisonous minds , regretting your failures amongst us .53
Fingra gritted her teeth .
// Is it really that bad , you troll ? All I am asking is to seek further into her reasons by giving her that dramatic access into why she is making those decisions . Ditha had her reasons and that reasons are important to be understood at the very least into half an hour of this offering . Come on , Morten . Why such a conclusion to what I am about to do here ? Poisonous death with regrets ? Give me a break , you troll ! Stay with me here . //
Morten shook his head , vigorously ; sighed …
53 . Ohh Fingra , you are like the overpriced menus in an expensive restaurants , seven courses of bullshit when you have a chef right here as a close friend in his house . Get what I mean ? Hold the interest always , romantic interests are always a big loud snore , only to reflect to ones who are in the moments to feel so . Desiring is always equal to nothing in visual representations compared to Reasoning in The Eyes Movements in visual arts . You are proposing , moments of romantic domains with the hero , I presumed , therefore taking away the screen time off her to show her desiring her failures . Why don’t you narrate that part instead of giving off the skin on skin snores to the audiences ? Intellectualized her romantic needs through her longings instead , Fingra ? Trolling her needs for her desiring loin to prove a point ? Believe me , you are lucky to get a second installment from this excursion in the future if this is what you after …
Now listen to me , promise them an opening for a continuation … and with that glimmer of knowledge to what you are doing , if you have it in your heart to be cooking it the right way , you can access those snores scenes later on . Grab them by the loin to want more by narratives first , arching for a need to see it later , way later … 53
Fingra kept her mouth shut , staring at the furry black cat , staring back at her ; smirking ?
Confused with toxic matters in front of me ? Is this good ? Whose toxic is it ?
Fattening ? Right in front of me , this furry ball is ? , she wondered and glared at Boom .
Blinking and fattening ball of meat with eyes , she slowly breathed in …
Without sounding resigned , she slumped her shoulders and shoot out an arrow regardless ,
// Nothing but sadness , in that early part of her life … Morten . I cannot see a way out for an interesting , riveting reasons to why the audiences should care for that state to begin it’s story telling here , nor would I care to be looked upon as the responsible creator to begin that way … any more suggestions without trolling on my future regrets ? Please leave my death bed alone 17
Morten laughed and walked slowly to the blinking fat .
He lifted up the cat , Boom.Ploop into his arms and sat next to Fingra , sighing loudly .
53 Poisonous regrets on death bed got you in the end , right ? That’s the one , yea ? Ohhh , please do tell , Fingra ! 53
… and Morten’s laugh loudly , while petting Boom gently on it’s head .
death forms an apology to her insistence about life
Boom looked at Fingra blinking , yawned and continued ,
life is forgiveness needed at all times
broken is an eventual form the idea of glass
bright shiny things as pieces are the memories
adoring the form
the idea
to know it’s capabilities in ending
unleash thus the knowledge
tragedy is from the need
knowing the glass
reforming the memories
bright shiny pieces
Boom licked her claws , the curves of it’s tips , sharp glistening to it’s saliva while staring uninterestingly at Fingra , holding her stares , one lick to each claws … slowly …
Ahhhh , and to it’s right paw now …
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// Is that right , Boom ? Is tragedy that important to me ? Why do you say , the eventual broken glass is a form that I am always seeking for ? Trolling master Morten for a trolling fat cat Boom , eh ? Do explain please … //
53 . You are nit picking the tragedy from desiring form factor as your main focus , I believe that is what he is saying . Your structures in the make believe is as good as your methods in the making of your links to that institutions of truth . And your truth is , well to be perfectly honest , is predictably boring . Broken glasses anyway . It could be reached in the end simply by having an orgasm right there and then . Why bother , if so is the take of your installations of these excursion of Ditha’s life are in this deplorable bright exposing light ? 53
an arrow shot is an ideal perfected
brightened complete to the standing arrow
if it’s missed it’s mark
the forming is a consistent need in wanting more
Boom shifted his position to lick his private part , in front of them both and continued ;
predict her consistencies you get more paths
paths of confusions for more grits in her needs desiring
endless sadness with tragic consequences
her only method to focus shine amongst her capabilities
known to know the knowing as her knowledge
in acquiring gains
her limitations
as when the heights peaked
Boom hissed , loudly at Fingra.Nuovo and continued to lick and clean his back paws .
Harsh , this little computerized toy ; in defining human , children indeed can be brutal in their honesty , yes ? , Fingra smiled and stood up to retrieve her BPV .
What happened then ? Did the designer start to see prophecies in little children in their grasping to the meaning of life ahead of them depending on their state of mind of their protectors , the parenting ?
… thus , this programming in this fat cat , implanted ?
Morten reached for his BPV , and sent an article to Fingra .
53 . I thought you would like to know further about these electronic chips , since you spent most of the time with Boom . 53
17 Right Morten . Spoken like terrorizing truth into believing itself , this cat is . Is that why it went out production , Morten ? Too naïve and brutal for ones who can read between the lines ?
Morten sighed .
53 Believe me , this cat almost sent my mother into many heart attacks with the things he had to say . You are not the only one , Fingra . Now consider this , look at me . What do you think of me now ?
Now that you know his functionalities and capabilities to my state of mind ? 53
Brutally honest doesn’t not mean it is true , Fingra poised to say . Morten stood up , putting Boom on the sofa , walked towards Fingra ;
53 And yet the truth , if it’s not pondered upon , could be meaning worse as if you are trying to avoid it altogether . The mirror does not have an opinion really , it is us the feeding food for thoughts that correlates intellects for a valid experience . Shedding is indeed harder than wearing new clothes , ain’t it ? 53
heavy garb
layers of conscience
questioning instigating burdens while looking good
Fingra finally laughed , spewing torrents of breathing air , catching her breaths ;
17 While you are Boom , practically naked with your beautiful furs there , eh ? Must be nice to be adored that way , yes , you fatty fatty love ? Seriously Morten , not only brutally honest but also protected by the form factors . 17
53 This is why I am about to tell you , if this cat could scourge a nemesis to whatever you are thinking of at the very moment of contemplating , you could be that very form factors in the order to study your own strength , except that with this cat , non violence minus the bull shit humanity had to offer . The mirror is the gleaming circuits of this electronic chips , minus that perfected flaws of the designers .
In other words … 53
Morten nodded and stared at Fingra smiling …
Fingra kept her eyes on the BPV’s screen , without looking up ,
17 We became the gods . The reflecting reflections are reflected and it is up to us to be or not , to be in any part of the conclusions represented . The artificial intelligence designed in this case , had successfully structured in looking at ourselves . We managed … my goodness Morten …. 17
Morten smiled and gave Fingra a gentle hug as when she was slowly looking up at him , a sudden realization with gleaming eyes on her face ;
53 Why do you think the chip’s toy was out of production ? Mr Bluprins knows the mind of little children , and silently moved the programmers into the updates of Hexa , but then again , touch not the big stones if you are not intent on making sure of safe removal from it’s location . I suggest you think further into the progression of your own productions here . There are no democracy on it’s own two feet , Fingra … but here is where I digress … 53
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