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YOU SEEK MORE COMMENTS, TAKE ONE TO BRING ATTENTION TO A MASTER WE WOULD LIKE TO ACKNOWLEDGE AS GREAT!
When we are in town, and have the time to comment, we have no hesitancy to do so! Today we want to honor this Artist : Master MarkJayBee, Please, with all due respect Master of Masters, We beg your forgiveness, to allow us a brief second to show the list of others celebrities like you, we will honor, Master MarkJayBee. Then will begin your tributes in your honor, Master! In section zone [ A ] below.

REMINDER

Attention Members of Fractal forums, if you are fans of the reading the Fractal Science Fiction stories located in the huge lack of comments section, http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/

Fractal Science fiction tales from the dark side, like the adventures of the mad man, BIG REX, MISS LOVE KILLJOY DEAF, DOMICKO, BABY JESSE, etc, written by the Fractal author Intermind weavers, we want you to know and remind you that the new reality: The website Fractal forums.com has announced they will close soon and will be read only, So as a reminder, there is the possibility some links for texts, and pictures and videos might be broken and not be working anymore. To avoid this possibility and to continue reading uninterrupted go now to our websites
https://badpersonalities.wordpress.com/
https://badpersonalities.blogspot.com/

There you will find pictures and videos of the BIG REX, CAPTAIN BALLS, AND AI THE ZOTOCON, characters, along with new crazy fractal stories from the dark side.

And you'll be able see and hear our fractal audio books video at
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BT6VWRUbrhc

Please Note, Fractal Forums members : If the VIDEO you want to look at is not visible on your computer screen : It's because in 2015 the Flash Video player does not support youtube videos anymore.
: if the video STILL does not DISPLAY OR PLAY, THEN PLEASE SIMPLY CHANGE AND USE ANOTHER BROWSER SUCH AS Opera, Fire fox, OR Internet explorer, or other great browsers, to see the rest of the forum videos.

Another solution would be first downloading and installing the latest video player on your own individual computer, in 2017 shockwave video player was available here for example : https://get.adobe.com/shockwave/thankyou/?installer=Shockwave_12.2.5.195_Full_(OS_X_10.6_and_above)

Sorry for the inconvenience.
Update 7/10/17

Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations, to you Master MarkJayBee

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2016 contest entries participants listings

link to 2016 reviews>http://www.fractalforums.com/fractal-art-review/compo-review-2016-by-weavers

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Item movies review : Data : honored distinguished Contest participant : time duration 5:29 : Data : title " Coil Blood from the air, " By Arias, aka Bernard Bittler SEEITHERE>http://www.fractalforums.com/fractal-art-review/compo-review-2016-by-weavers/

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item Fractal painting review : Data : honored distinguished Contest participant : Hal Tenny : Data : title " The New Machine " By Rendered and created In the year 2016 on Earth.seeithere>link to Hal Tenny gallery>https://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=19126

[ 3 ] item Fractal painting review : Data : honored distinguished Contest participant : : Data : title " Mineralia " By Pulsar69- aka Philippe Jacqueroux, Rendered and created In the year 2016 on Earth..seeithere>link to pulsar69 gallery>https://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=19024

[ 4 ] item Fractal painting review : Data : honored distinguished Contest participant : : Data : title " Watermelon Surf IV " By Zakar aka : Matthew Haggett, link to zakar aka matthew haggett gallery>https://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=19230

[5] 1 ] item movie review : Data : honored distinguished Contest participant : time duration 2:16 : Data : title " Lifeline " By Patryk Kizny, we give a Special acknowledgement by Patryk Kizny technical crew SEE GALLERY>https://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=19258

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2015 contest entries participants listings
[ 1 ] Honored distinguished Contest participant : [ films ] Master Johan Andersson : aka Master Mandelwerk, aka kraftwerk aka : Master man ahead of his times!
: time duration 1:40 : Data : title" From the depths of the C - Fractal organic intercourse," http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/compo-2015-review-by-wavers/msg84191/#msg84191

[ 2 ] Honored distinguished Contest participant : [ Paintings ] Master of open ended zones in and out of the 3rd dimension, and fascinating works of art! Master Hal Tenny, creator of the "Row Houses " http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/compo-2015-review-by-wavers/msg84202/#msg84202

[ 3 ] Honored distinguished Contest participant : [ Paintings ] Fractal inspired explorer, that attracts discoveries to his hand, named pulsar69 reply 203 creator of " Some where in Africa " http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/compo-2015-review-by-wavers/msg84279/#msg84279

[ 4 ] Honored distinguished Contest participant : [ films] sion_ru time duration 1:00 : Data : title"M3D Voxel Stack models render"
http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/compo-2015-review-by-wavers/msg84280/#msg84280

[ 5 ] Honored distinguished Contest participant : [paintings] ZONEPATCHER clever as can be makes you see.
http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/compo-2015-review-by-wavers/msg84348/#msg84348

[ 6 ] Honored distinguished Contest participant : [ films] 2015 Master of the mind to brain to camera of 4TH DIMENSIONAL, fractal visionary wave 3 mode dreams, and The Creator of the Movie " Aliens dancing Sirtaki " By San Base.seeithere>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg83880/#msg83880

[ 7 ] bad genius at work named lucas The Creator of the Movie " Bubblegum Daydream "
http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/compo-2015-review-by-wavers/msg84352/#msg84352

[ 8 ] Honored distinguished Contest participant : Shizo [ films] 2015 duration [ 3:20 ] Insights knower of secrets,The Creator of the Movie " ETERNAL LIGHT "
http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/compo-2015-review-by-wavers/msg84362/#msg84362

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2014 contest entries participants listings

[ 1 ] Honored distinguished Contest participant : time duration 2:39 : Data : title " DREAM / ITERATE " By Julius Horsthuls SEEITHERE>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg74493/#msg74493

[ 2 ] item movies review : Data : honored distinguished Contest participant : time duration 5:01 : Data : title " H&H " By Arias aka Bernard Bittler SEEITHERE>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg74508/#msg74508

[ 3 ] honored distinguished Contest participant : time duration 5:09 : Data : title " TRAILERS " By PULSAR69 SEEITHERE>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg74510/#msg74510

[ 4 ] Honored distinguished Contest participant : time duration 2:42 : Data : title " EARTH FIRE WATER WIND LIFE " By MATZER SEEITHERE>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg74602/#msg74602
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2013 contest entries participants listings

[ 1 ] Arthur Stammet - item movies review : Data : honored distinguished Contest participant : movie : time duration 20:01 : Data : title : Data : "LOOKING FOR A NEW HOME" : Data : By Arthur Stammet
REPLY#156 see it here >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60841/#msg60841
[ 2 ] By Truman Brown item movies review : Data : honored distinguished Contest participant : time duration 5:05 : Data : title "ENLIGHTENMENT" By Truman Brown REPLY#161 see it here >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61256/#msg61256
[ 3 ] Bittler item movies review : Data : honored distinguished Contest participant : time duration 5:02 : Data : title " IDOL " By BERNARD BITTLER
REPLY#162 see it here >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61271/#msg61271
[ 4 ] Master Brummbear item movies review : Data : honored distinguished Contest participant : time duration 8:01 : Data : title " WHERE IN THE UNIVERSE IS TIMOTHY LEARY BY MASTER BRUMMBEAR REPLY# see it here>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/165/
[ 5 ] item movies review : Data : honored distinguished Contest participant : time duration 05:03 : Data : title " Fractal Zoo " By FractsVj ; aka : Sion _ru
link page see it here >http://www.fractalforums.com/film-b240/fractal-zoo/msg61881/

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2015 Celebrities in the News
FRACTOLOGIC FRACTAL FORUM FILM REVIEW 2015

2015 Master of the mind to brain to camera of 4TH DIMENSIONAL, fractal visionary wave 3 mode dreams, and The Creator of the Movie " AT LOW TIDE " By San Base.
see review here>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg83880/#msg83880
2012 see other reviews of > MASTER ALEXI AKA LANHENKO AKA SANBASESTUDIO .COM REPLY# 67>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg45340/#msg45340

2013 Honored distinguished : Truman Brown [ films ] time duration :06 : Data : title" Enlightenment"
http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg84281/#msg84281

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2014 Celebrities in the News

Distinguished Fractologist : Subdream, Fractologist, Architectologist extraodinaire, see surfacing movie he made seeithere>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg73393/#msg73393

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2013 Celebrities in the News

2013 film reviews [ youtube ] series constructs

19 MASTER 0Encrypted0 link> REPLY #137 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg55820/#msg55820
comments/msg53719/#msg53719

20 MASTER 0encrypted 0 link> REPLY 139 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg57243/#msg57243

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2013 MUSIC FILM REVIEW AND MUSIC REVIEWS

MASTER FLAVIO MASPOLI ·« Reply #146 on: merge of equals - out of body SEE IT HERE>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59447/#msg59447
MASTER TYPTA SEE IT HERE> Reply #147 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59603/#msg59603
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2013 Celebrities in the News

Distinguished Fractologist Christopher D'andre.REPLY#164 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61390/#msg61390
Distinguished Fractologist Mariano Petit de Murat Reply#176 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg64981/#msg64981
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The Call of Universe, as it speaks through and guides the Masters :

2012

1 MASTER OF MASTERS, MASTER MARKJAYBEE=REPLY#12
2 MASTER REALLY BIG NAME=,REPLY#13
3 DEC FRACTAL ARTIST=FRACTAL JAM =REPLY#14
4 MASTER HMN= REPLY#15
5 MASTER ZIEGRID = REPLY#16
6 MASTER PROGRAMMER, MASTER JESSI #17
7 MASTER KRAFTWERK = REPLY #23
8 MASTER RCPAGE = REPLY#25
9 MASTER THINKER =TEENA #26
10 MASTER BIB993 AKA BIB FOR SHORT = REPLY#28
11 MASTER TAURUSS66 =REPLY#30
12 MASTER TAURUSS66 =Story Tributes start here in THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY = REPLY #30
13 MASTER PROGRAMMER BUDDHI = REPLY#48 see it here>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg44231/#msg44231
14 MASTER BUDDHI = TRIBUTES STARTS HERE TRIBUTE#2 = REPLY#68>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg45466/#msg45466
14 MASTER ALEXI AKA LANHENKO AKA SANBASESTUDIO .COM REPLY# 67>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg45340/#msg45340
15 MASTER METEWENGER REPLY #117 LINK>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg50554/#msg50554
16 MASTER DAVID HOSKINS REPLY#131 LINK>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53656/#msg53656
17 MASTER TAURS66 AKA TORSTEN STIER LINK> REPLY#132 RHAPSODY 2012>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-
18 MASTER ‪NACEREDDINE‬ LINK> REPLY# 134 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53736/#msg53736
19 MASTER 0Encrypted0 link> REPLY #137 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg55820/#msg55820
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THE MASTER BUDDI TRIBUTES INSPIRED FRACTALIC CHRONOLOGIES
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For instantaneous locations of Art and Film Reviews by All Masters featured go to see REPLY#12 in the " huge lack of comments" section

THE MASTER BUDDI TRIBUTES INSPIRED FRACTALIC CHRONOLOGIES
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BAD PERSONALITIES

MISS LOVEKILLJOY DEAF

The Scary Jesse Chronicles

BAD PERSONALITIES

THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY

The Madcow Sammy tweet series motif is an expression of cheerful story telling, about the adventures of every day farm animals, and the comedic circumstances of their lives, their loves, and struggles. [/color][/b]

The character called Madcow Sammy is a prion microbe, living in the brain of his friend Penelopees the cow, and he loves to dream and tell incredibly funny, slapstick, comedic stories, to all his friends living of on Farmer Jerry's farm. The story was inspired by the Fractal movie called," SLURP,"by the famous Fractal Artist known as Tauruss66, alias Master Tosten Stier, in 2011 on the Fractal Art site, which at that time was called Fractalforums.com.

The Stories are divided into light hearted fun and down right craziness from chapters 1 to 4, But, after Madcow Sammy meets his new secret girl friend Natasha, a russian microbe from outer space the stories change. The stories change and turn dark, and dwell into deep alternative psycho exploration of the criminal mind of characters personalities, and we explore both the good and bad in stories entitled," BAD PERSONALITIES." Examples of which start from chapters 5 to 17.17.13

The Author Intermind Weavers, pseudonym, nom de plume, Tweets of Madcow Sammy, was a contributing Fractal Art reviewer on the website called the Fractalforums.com, hopes these stories will result in happy reading for you.

Notes: here is the original Fractal Art review of Tauruss66 alias Master Tosten Stier >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg43229/#msg43229

Here is the original fractal movie by Tauruss66>see it here> http://vimeo.com/27237114

THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY
Table of Contents
THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY
Table of Contents
CHAPTER 1= REPLY# = 32 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg40863/#msg40863
CHAPTER 2 = REPLY# = 33 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg40864/#msg40864
CHAPTER 3 = REPLY# = 34 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg41777/#
CHAPTER 4 = REPLY# = 36 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg43109/#msg43109
CHAPTER 5 = REPLY# = 37>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg43229/#msg43229
CHAPTER 6 = REPLY# = 62>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg44746/#msg4
CHAPTER 7 = REPLY# = 63>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg44749/#msg44749
CHAPTER 8 = REPLY# = 66>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/60/
CHAPTER 9 = REPLY#= http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg46490/#msg46490
CHAPTER 10 REPLY# 79>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg47768/#msg47768
CHAPTER 11 REPLY# 100>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg48659/#msg48659
CHAPTER 12 REPLY# 104>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg48953/#msg48953
CHAPTER 13 REPLY# 111>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg49534/#msg49534
CHAPTER 14 REPLY# 112>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg49904/#msg49904
CHAPTER 15 REPLY# 116>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg50417/#msg50417
CHAPTER 16 REPLY# 124 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg51313/#msg51313
CHAPTER 16.1 REPLY#125 FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg51811/#msg51811
CHAPTER 16.2 REPLY#128 FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53148/#msg53148
CHAPTER 16.3 REPLY#130 FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53494/#msg53494
CHAPTER 16.4 REPLY#135 FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.4 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg54335/#msg54335
CHAPTER 17 REPLY#140 LINK>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg57583/#msg57583
CHAPTER 17.1 REPLY#142 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58199/#msg58199
CHAPTER 17.2 REPLY#143 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58695/#msg58695
CHAPTER 17.3 REPLY#144 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58937/#msg58937
CHAPTER 17.4 REPLY#145 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.4 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59206/#msg59206
CHAPTER 17.5 REPLY#147 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.5 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59477/#msg59477
CHAPTER 17.6 REPLY#151 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.6 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59836/#msg59836
CHAPTER 17.7 REPLY#153 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.7 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60170/#msg60170
CHAPTER 17.8 REPLY#154 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.8 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60383/#msg60383
CHAPTER 17.9 REPLY#155 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.9 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60657/#msg60657
CHAPTER 17.10 REPLY#157 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.10 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60923/#msg60923
CHAPTER 17.11 REPLY#159 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.11 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61212/#msg61212
CHAPTER 17.12 REPLY#167 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.12>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61627/#msg61627
CHAPTER 17.13 REPLY#168 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.13 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61892/#msg61892
CHAPTER 17.14 REPLY#171 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.14 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg62326/#msg62326
CHAPTER 17.15 REPLY#172 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.15 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg62851/#msg62851
CHAPTER 17.16 REPLY#173 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.16 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg63782/#msg63782
CHAPTER 17.17 REPLY#174 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg64643/#msg64643
CHAPTER 17.17.1 REPLY#177 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg65342/#msg65342
CHAPTER 17.17.2 REPLY#178 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg66662/?PHPSESSID=b97cbd7011eca7c89b1f03a8f235bf2c#msg66662
For instantaneous locations of Art and Film Reviews by All Masters featured go to see REPLY#12 in the " huge lack of comments" section
CHAPTER 17.17.3 REPLY#179 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg68190/#msg68190
CHAPTER 17.17.4 REPLY#180 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.4 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg68790/#msg68790
CHAPTER 17.17.5 REPLY#181 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.5 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg69428/#msg69428
CHAPTER 17.17.6 REPLY#182 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.6 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg69668/#msg69668
CHAPTER 17.17.7 REPLY#183 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.7 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg70326/#msg70326
CHAPTER 17.17.8 REPLY#184 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.8 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg70919/#msg70919
CHAPTER 17.17.9 REPLY#185 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.9 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg71351/#msg71351
CHAPTER 17.17.10 REPLY#186 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.10 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg71569/#msg71569
CHAPTER 17.17.11 REPLY#187 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.11 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg72012/#msg72012
CHAPTER 17.17.12 REPLY#189 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.12 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg73245/#msg73245
CHAPTER 17.17.13 REPLY#191 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.13 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-
comments/msg73864/#msg73864

Stories from THE FRACTAL FORUM CELEBRITY NEWS inspired by his work ; entitled, " SLURP "

http://vimeo.com/27237114#at=0

rendered and created by Master Tauruss66 in the year 2011 on Earth!

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Photographical Fractal Art integration REPLY#136 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg54602/#msg54602

TWEETS CELEBRATORY TAURUS66 INSPIRED MADCOW PARTY =REPLY#50
TWEETS CELEBRATORY TAURUS66 [ FOLLOW ME ] MOVIE INSPIRED REACTIONS OF MADCOW SAMMY =REPLY#88
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MASTER OF MASTERS

This painting called, [ AT THE NEXUS 1 ] http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=2755
key words: Hybrid Amazingbox Bulbox posted by MarkJayBee

Yes, we see, One of the best U B !
Yes, we see, One of the best U B !
Echoing off the walls of times destiny!
Happy we be, to make this discovery!
To make this discovery,
Discovered we did, your master works creative laboratory in your mind, is really a factory, the old, the new, and the precious few with attitude! Archives , good treasures buried deep inside the forums gallery periphery, we must go there more often to see your works again family!
Discovery, your critical foot prints, few other masters of your class can leave such imprints!

The Art World falling, falling, declines no more, Big event, in 2010, you created this big work then, went Un noticed by all but a few, including those , holly-wood ders, whose jaguar oligarchs, from the top, failed to noticed u r the man to send their money too! Stupidity knows no bounds!

You are a mean art machine that goes around, Master MarkJayBee, calibrated , imaginationally keen, adept technology manipulator, futuristic innovator, secret art army incubator, you!

In your time, the gas in your car expensive, your foot to the pedals metal, no need, no one can catch you! At five thousand miles an hour!
Hold in your breath your power, in your pocket you do not! Risk spectrum parameters of subject matter cannot restrain you, restrain-less U! Your fingers, powerful instruments. Your era,blessed to have you!
Echoing as you do! Tranche, quality avalanche ,quality avalanche, you persue!
Tasteful too, not afraid to cut a taboo, such as hungry wild animals in a zoo do! Your [ ARTISTIC TECHNO PIECES ], classified by their morphological insight that triggers out, imagination less , weepers, amongst the finders keepers!

In the year 2010, you painted this then, opened the door and let the sun shine in! This painting called, [ AT THE NEXUS 1 ] A GREAT PAINTING, OF THE COMPUTER GENERATED KIND, A ROGUE FINE! A hegemony statement, one of kind!
Capable of blowing your mind! Capsulated pity those with eyes un mated, but whose taste in art, however is blind, Un able or Un willing to acknowledge you or this fractal art fine! Tongue tied, so described!

  In the year 2010, YOU, along with a few, given the threat of decades of upon decades of artists, who shouldn't be called or label as such, said you ENOUGH! , blew up the world of art with a huff, with this humongous painting, superior, eligible to be called : one of theTWENTY FIRST CENTURIES FINEST, Your first works sublimeous, are on us to see, forum members you trustfully, gratefully we be. This piece in particular begs attention, Hopefully, when the time comes, you can replicated to be seen in a museum, eight feet by eight feet !
Hope you didn't lose the parameter MarkJayBee ? And your archive in general, stumbled upon them successively we did ! Regret not we!

Here is what we think : [ AT THE NEXUS 1 ] When we first saw this, Hallelujah! The picture has the power of a GREAT Beethoven symphony! You : Dedicated revolutionary fractal rebel, tremendously intelligent, astute, hind sight your birth right to boot, confronted by your imagination, broadminded, witty, cosmopolitan, passionate you be, dedicated first above all, to your art by your destiny! The composition, [ At The nexus 1 ] initially time honored algorithm panacea, class asset : Awesome!
A picture that transports you for a visit, to another time inside your futuristic mind! Good structural multifaceted interconnected nodes. Patiently, masterfully illuminated by subtle light arrays, shinning down, extrapolating on this surreal worlds anew, casting soft toned, self defining shadows, and myriads of tiny cutting edge slivers, of pale yellow gold tonalities, adorning the surfaces fibers realities, morphing in expansive variant colors, ranging from the heights of subdued white high lights, sparking lights , pleasant controlling pale greens to light colored orange delicacies, that stun us captivatingly! Plus, full ranges of oranges, from deep, dark and rich colored samplings on the top boundary of the top plane, of this picture frame! A structural boundary, forcing our eyes magically to focus downward, on the center heart illuminated steel ribbed caged cubical, center of our eyes attention!
Gorgeous reflections, blending unforgettably majestic color harmonies, that bounce around like the exploding rich, tonalities of a classic symphony, that quite possibly, pleases both the retina, of the trained eye of a curator connoisseur , and the novice collector to be, and the tantalizing kiss of royalty, symbolized by this particular rich toned purple fog, you intentionally selected gloriously! A purple fog that Invites the viewer in, to the long term view, of the perspective, leaving him hanging, excited in that alien air balance as if it were real!
What is the composition of that air , can we breath there ? We perceive ? Tell us please!
The composition formulated, with two iconic distinct visual v's structures, anchored with a center cubical, with the radiant ambiance of a last supper, sinking in perspective with zeal, that give your eyes a free ride to wonder this range,around and explore, these legacy structures with appeal, based on algorithms you inputed and The Master Jesse's application outputted! Congratulations to you both! Members of the fractal forums klan of achievers!
This picture of yours, not deceivers, Ringing out loud the bells peal! Catering to the discerning galactic eyes real! Our mind fries!
No wonder this advantage point proved so irresistible , attractive to the magical discriminating artist eye yours, he must have it or die!
Rebel without a cause ? May the day comes you prosper, on a global scale in the sky with an oscar ! Thank you! We find compelling all the things that you do. Ahoy! Captain, competing with your self, you do!

We would be remiss, if we did not also suggest : The painting Majesty called ,"The Promenade "
see it here>http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=10435
Other majesties include," Arrival at Trantor"
see it here>http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=10535
MiniMech Space Artistic TECHNO piece, catastrophically stunning!
see it here >http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=11648

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In us you see a fan of Master MarkJayBee! incredible high marks, that don't vary!
Assessment : Predominance imperial : Architectural fractologist of the Twenty first century!
May the force be with you on demand! A contest winner, hands down by this fan!

   A Space Techno Artistry pièce de résistance.

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Insist we do a tribute to another prestigious mighty Master,

An Architectural Fractologist, and purveyor of a list of modern works with inner meanings, thus making him worth polite expressions of praise and respect, in the now and here after!

Today we like to honor this Artist :

Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations to you MASTER HMN

Summaries review of selections :
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First the painting unearthed from Master HMN treasure chest of goodies is : The Forest Totems

intro :

Did it did it did it ,boom,Did it did it did it, boom boom! Did it did it did it boom boom boom! . . .Have you ever been in space? After a while you begin to hear things.
Your first night,Your first night is the worse. You, you try but, can't sleep, you toss and turn and peal back your eyelids to look out of the window! You realize all these stars are real! This is real. Your body is in a state of shock. Your body is saying what the hells going on, and your brain is telling it, it's ok, we just taking a trip into outer space thats all, . . it's ok calm down, thats what happens . Another thing funny, your first time is when you try to sleep you can hear your body parts moving, you're breathing, especially your heart. It beats a rhythm loud and clear : Did it did it did it ,boom boom! . . A strange pounding in your chest. Your heart sounds different to you out here! ! One particular painting you did reminds us of a trip we made a long, long time ago. Brings back memories.. HMN Thanks .. When we look at the one with orange skies.. Wow! it's so spot on, like said . . Brings back so many memories!

Paintings list :
see it here> The Forest Totems http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=4275

Heres what we think : In the cult circle of the knowing : U R1 of the 1's!

This painting called : The Forest of Totems? Done in 2010. We see light pale orange gentle curved cone structures : their circumference is wide at the bottom and getting thinner at the top: that swoop up all the way high into, into the sky out side our vision! Examples of this architecture style housing: these exist by the millions, they house people and accommodate their space homes crafts too, and for you to stumble on this, random numeric contrived depiction, using the mandelbulb 3d app create by the Master Jessi, and cross dimensions, and cross different times zones, and worlds, simply by using mathematical inputs we find amazing! Great job! Astounding really! Its impossible for you to know the significance of what you discovered symbolically here, . . but future generations will recognize the archetype, that's reminiscent to them immediately! We love this painting for its beauty and simplicity and because it a hall mark of sentiment of affection to things we know and hold dear, and what it symbolically represents!

When we look into the window frame portal construct of the picture, we see you took great pains to carefully, nudge and position the camera just so : Horizontal, facing an off center to a slightly tilted image plane construct : a few hundred feet off the orange, impossibly smooth tattooed designed surfaced valley floor, our eyes look out and the first thing we see, in the darker warm orange shadows in the bosom of the valley of the strange, is a multi thorned architectural construction symbolizing possibly ; armed security sentinel systems , our eyes gazes momentarily on it then curiosity gets the better of us and promptly drift pass them, into the far off distance perspectives and we are floored by you're intentionally achieved choices of the misty subtle orange color .

Composition : Symbolically Mesmerizing : content and lighting wise : Witness we do, the beauty and rapture of luscious multi hued pale orange tonalities, extrapolating the curvatures of the shapes in the soft light from distant setting suns. Your manipulation of the fog inputs into fade phase parameters are exquisitely done, branding U as a lighting master under the sun!
Discovered we did U too! Lost we were till we found U. Thanks love your work!

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2 see it here> Heavenly Valley of Mist   http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=9124

We jump to the year 2011, and again,the second painting : analytically a derivative of the first : with a wide range of variations on the custodians architectural housing structures that additional lend testimony that they too, will come to past in your world. Amazing, amazing! Welcome fractal, HMN U R a prescient seer without knowing it!
We are talking about : The second painting by Master HMN dug up from his Gallery called ; Heavenly Valley of the Mist :

In this construct ; The picture plane frame is horizontal to the image construct which is also 180º, scary organic worm like protuberances , detailed in the foreground have hues of delicate sweet pale grayish : multi quadrants of tonal ranges from the deep dark rich gray to the eerie light white, and we can discern touches of waspy hints of toned downed pinks that are pleasing to our eyes! Behind those foreground illusions, in shortened perspective is a bold pyramid like entity whose outer surfaces are triangular and converge at the top in a single point, shaped like a small mushroom. This stone structure is a ultra dominant quadric degreed cone standing proud before us.

One would assume the anticipatory nature of the act that the alien structure would be standing perpendicular., but to the contrary, and our surprise because in the future they are standing perpendicular, so our senses are shocked by the nuances to find it with its mushroom head inclined to the left as if it was a scandalous flamboyant hollywood actress posing for you! In fact they all seem to be full of anthropomorphic rhythmic tendencies alive and seem to be dancing when you snapped this picture! You caught them Disco dancing, off guard, perhaps, didn't know they were being photograph and were just misbehaving, like devious celebrities of your time often do! We can only imagine what music they are dancing to! Bravo, your sense of camera timing is perfect! Your rebellious taste too! Excellent intuitive shot on your part! Heart. Can't be beat, as we say : " space sweet "!

Getting over our surprise of these anthropomorphic structures, and looking behind the main character we see in the distance a landscape populated by a proliferation of other dancing pyramids that vary in sizes from minute to the huge, all are bathed in heavy cold blueish white mists that don't miss a one, Suddenly, seen, eerie entoptic ghostly fogs rolling in on the winds of death from the left part of screen. Chilling exhibitions these scenes!

Composition : Epitome of creative spontaneity : Each tip of the four major pyramid entities are pointing in a different directions, together unanimously causing an inner tensions that holds the individual components of the composition intact with dynamic power, and the viewer too, stares, frozen voluntarily in place with utter wonderment ! Great composition!
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The third painting by Master HMN in the Gallery is one called " the Tiberious Space Minings " Done in late 2010. Here finally, we see the artist flexing his compositional competency and true greatness , where attention to detail is a prerequisite, and lighting acumen , progenitor of the HMN legacy!

see it here> http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=3687

Here is what we think : We look out in the picture frame portal construct, upon a mysterious city that surrounds us and we are in the middle of, the city is characterized by giant sized flattened egg shaped architecture structures below us and to the right and left of us. These are fabulous, with micro , macro necklace blue baubles structures in detailed nodes displaying themselves ,as if taking in the rays of the sun, beckoning us a welcome, if we dare to come, to come in closer and fly our ship around their intricacies and explore the city pretty, Their surfaces are endowed with colored architecture of royal tans that are interspersed with fractal node elevations characterized by brand new, chilly toney shades of pale blue, magically your talent at color control, demonstrate what else can beautiful colors do in the periphery folds, then the artist fades fully the back perspective, immersed it with a barrage of lite golden orange fogs that send the distant structures in the background into disappearing modes, as if trying to expunge them gently. He demarcated them with a fright white Ghost sky background!

Composition : Truly engaging : camera view downward at first, revealing multi intricate architectural surfaces detail with duplicative nuggeted modules, in arrays that lead the viewer in and out perspectively, in this fractal city, note we do with pleasure our ability to see through the floors of the multi layer construction sub-depths , in the orange fog, that allows the thirst of the curious viewer, to see the lower floors of this fantasy, which is nothing else but a floating fractal palatial paradise in time, and you give the gift that artistically flushes our spirit with gaiety, by your sensuous touch of mastery, to reveal the subtle abundance of 'rich grayed down pink' range color variations tonalities on the right side foreground, in the deepness of the brash shadows might. If only the artist made this picture bigger we could see the details bright! Regardless, it's a perfect Artistic touch, depicted they are, beautifully done Master HMN! Separates the men from the boys you do! Tells the world who is the lighting master true! Well, done, well done indeed! Reminiscent of the works of Master Buddhi and Master Taurus 66, two others masters of lighting.

Assessment : Industrial grade, Architectural Fractologist and Steward of light.
Recommendation : ridiculously small image : republish it please in a bigger size : so the worlds can see : affording us better appreciation of its innate quality!
Commendation : A Space Techno Artistry pièce de résistance

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Acknowledgment work by Master HMN : a derivative view of the sub depths of " Tiberius", again : the power and understanding demonstrating your lighting prowess : This painting called , " Tiberius space minings shed "
   " Tiberius space minings shed "

see it here> www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=3689



Here is what we think : This construct, like the previous painting was dated in 2010, and also is too small like the other unfortunately. It depicts artifacts that form a simulation of a fantasy palace, where the ships of Gods fly not men!
The picture frames width is small, in comparison to its height, done so to accommodate and accentuate the gargantuan, Bubickian boricundo decorative free standing palatial columns. One of the left of the picture frame and one on the right, we look in amazement at this sight, down a corridor in perspective with arrays of them standing to attention in majesty, over seeing great events invisible to our eyes. They hold up the heavens decorated ceiling, where mere mortals can only aspire! All of them, these columns with their multi tiered indentative reverse elevations, reminiscent of the balconies of opera houses and in fact if you look carefully with your imagination with X-ray eyes, in the perspective of the picture in the whiteness of cool air of the misty floating fog , you can just barely make out the ghost white figure of a great operatic soprano belting out an aria before the orchestra! She sings out magnificently our favorite song,
" Long live the mathematicians, Long live the mathematicians ,whose work has inspired magicians ! " Cool!

Composition : Formation of simply two beams holding up a ceiling repetitively into infinity, " but ", done with the gracious majesty of Master HMN and the sumptuousness of supremacy of his light technology applied to them. : encompassing displays of his favorite color, orange! Here his acumen with wispy fog ascends to the heights pinnacle , with his orange color ranges from white to pink, that hits and sink into lovely fog white subtleties, in the tones of the space mining shed, inside of the chamber of the mysterious " Tiberious!

Assessment : Architectural Fractologist and Steward of the light. A Fractal Light Rebel
Recommendation : ridiculously small image : republish it please in a bigger size : so the worlds can see : affording us better appreciation of its innate quality.
Commendation : A Space Techno Artistry pièce de résistance

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   Passage to Fairlyland

see it here> http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=4682

We save the best review for last, it deals subconsciously with its own individual reality!

Here we see a view of a landscape in despair, a place we go when the feeling of doom is in the air, here is that place! Some paintings R pretty just 2 B pretty, the gallery is littered with them! Some paintings R not pretty, some paintings like this one, have so many meanings, they must have come out of the world that time forgot! We enjoy looking at this picture a lot! We look into the picture frame. On this covered with nails and spikes plateau, we walk unsteady as we go, one miss step, we fall through, to a thousand foot drop below. The picture done in gradient shades of ghost pale blue, says hello not to you. Serious painting this B! You can feel the strong palpating sense of mystery! U know U R going someplace U have never gone before! This unusual perspective of the composition keeps you on pins and needles, and if we walk on the winding roads of this plateau and we ponder our question as we peek over the edge below! What, what is this place? Whats this place about? How did we get here? What am i seeing, what does it all mean?

Here is what we think : it took imagination, it took a mind, it took one hell'va mind that is keen,and prescient, to see the possibilities of this fractal construct and the uniqueness of its world. Your depiction in the imagery construct, invites the viewer to enter this scary environment, with it's foreboding atmospherics of eerie gloom, the foreground component of the picture is a platform, in the center tilted to the right, going off in a right side perspective, like roads , that if we take them will lead to nowhere but death! It fades in to pale ice cold blue mist of non life states that inflates our fear. In the background voices of youth wondering out loud : What now ? How can we fight this? Where do you go from here?
As we contemplate the passage to fairyland, it looks more like the passage to scary land. You more than exceed intuitive revelations, subconscious implications, expectations in sensory sensitivities both psychologically and physically outside of your time. You made this painting in 2010, well, it's coming true then! A picture without meanings and feelings is decorative art, but art that has meaning is dangerous art, because it has innate influence for all generations and all times to come! But this one is sun of a gun, It is art and half on steroids! It has a thousand and one encrypted meanings to be decrypted!
Weavers, what weavers thee? We weave destiny. Decrypt this picture 4 thee . .

Decryption :
The thin spires shooting up represent todays youth.
The plateau represents continents.
The color blue represent hope.
In the dark represent the old.
In the dark represent those in control!
All men are combinations of good and bad. They are born with a face but the face is mask hiding the real man and the real woman. In your time, men and women must take the mask of the slave off and put on the anonymous mask and act collaboratively. In a movement globally. The old refuse in complacency , doubt and fear to lose the status quo they hold dear. The young getting out of college know, know what its all about! Without money, without jobs, no future,no making babies.
Who has made this so, must pay!
Who has made this so, must pay!
The youth have no hesitancy to say. The old cannot understand. You shake your wringled head old man and call the protestors trash. The tooth of the youth must be bared in anger and must take a stand! A bite! No choice but to rebel, born into a world of hell. . Born then movements you will C from hell. The color of red represents ?, is not seen in this painting only blue, symbol of hope and renewal true! More you do for some one the more loyal you are. If your country fails you. It leaves a scar. Young persons face should not have a scar! Your children's face shouldn't have a scar! Your politicians fail you, the young rails, pushes the mighty train of society off its rails.

You got to admit mistakes so you can show, that you can learn from them and the incumbents , presidents, premieres, kings and dictators have not because they R too stupid and have failed U.

Gaze your eyes into the painting. Take your time now, you know this is your free time, no need to rush, You're not going any where but here! Slow down won't U, be calm, read slower, take a break for heaven sakes. Look you do at the face of mystery, this is earths history. Passage to fairyland , The fairyland is earth in 2012 and beyond. Look into the painting strong. Sing while U r still free . . .[ Look into the painting here you C, Look into the painting here you C, Whats in store in your destiny. Look into the painting here you C, Look into the painting here you C, Whats in store in your destiny. ] A plateau that represents the table of earths life's destiny.This plateau upon which babies R born and life's innovations plays out, but it is not a plateau at all, but a continent that separated from the rest. The earth ball planet was once a solid but cracks appeared in its morality and in its armor and the cracks got bigger, filled with water, water turned to oceans and the cracks became continents. Continents tried to be like a teenagers and separated from the parent and go on their own and they did. Now the earth does not look like she did. The mother has died and her children have taken over. And that is the story encrypted behind whats being depicted in this painting. " this is all U should know ."

The people of earth If they continue this way, will kiss death.

The old hang down and are hard to see in this painting.

The pointy misty pale blue spires shooting up to the sky, represents the souls of the earths youth stirring rebelliously, the babies rise, rise and rise to join the blue skies triumphantly.

Look at them,
thousand and thousands,
inexperienced, full of self doubt, but determined to have their say!

Look at the painting, imagine you look on from afar, you see people in a glass jar,

unscrewing the top trying 2 B free.

The thin spires, the thin spires pointy, misty pale blue spires, R your babies!
The pointy misty pale blue spires shoot up, shoot up, rise up, rise up, rise up, rise, rise! Shoot up, rise up, rise up, rise up, rise, rise!

Unknown 2 them in the year 2012 and beyond, the armies of the rich will confront them, and the color of red that is missing in your painting will appear! Appear, Appear!

We know not where you mind set was when you made this painting on the 13, 2010, but it was in the right place at the right time. THANK 4 being born!
Your work is really super! Spot on! Makes us happy! Make more! Pleaseeeee!
Thx , Paragon, your good flows of matter and energies revitalize our spirit, may the force walk with you, and you with the force : always!

Assessment : CHOSEN THINKER : detailed obsessed : Architectural Fractologist and Rebel
Recommendation : ridiculously small image : republish it please in a bigger size : so the worlds can see : affording us better appreciation of its innate quality.
Commendation : A Subconscious Altered states Techno Artistry pièce de résistance

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Today we like to honor this artist :

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Painting list :
Painting entitled : " END OF TIMES"

see it here > the painting called " END OF TIMES " 2011 : http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=7340

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Greeting and salutations,
Greeting and salutations,
Greeting and salutations to you Ziegfrid.

Your mind is freed. Strong B U!
Great job too! We like what U do, this pic of the atom bomb having a bad hair day COOL!
While every body, well, almost all everybody that is, maybe 50% or more : fractal creators and lovers, fractologist and his brother, mother, sisters from here and everywhere, obsess with decorative images, and realistic depictions, reflections ovations, imageries of shiny metals rendering fascinations, with over tweaked parameters, but not you, you walk alone. Gets lonely right? You do not follow the crowd. Different B u.Totally different style! Wow!

Yes, perhaps in the future, U 2 will change,

but for now we must acknowledge you!

Welcome home fractal!

You drive your space ship into the forth dimension and do abstractions, and do abstractions , and do abstractions for a while ! Wild child U B! We sense a commonality!
The subconscious does not need to look realistically! Its power is beyond realism. It is fractal subconscious feeling. Feeling is an abstraction personified, in the wave. And the wave is the wave. It crosses space instantly, leaving the speed of light in misery.
   Have you ever [ knew ] of a love one,
   who [ knew ] without proof that another love one
   she [ knew ] far away on the battle field, has died? The strings interconnectivity of the wave fractal feelings knows no boundaries, and told her so and you ,if you free your mind to B predisposed 2 it 2, and be humble before it, 2 learn of its capabilities! Times R ah changing! Will U change 2?
Such is the mysteries of the fractal feelings!
Mind power over profits , try it and THRIVE!

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The dad sat sad, look at the ad, the last ad on television, as the tube went black for ever, no more television ever, see, me he said, I see nothing who , whose that? The shadow in the dark looked on and listened.
The dad sat sad, look at me when young I sat in that land, gone. Who said that?
The dad sat sad, reconnoitering memories. Whats that? Memories are imprints of recordings of impressions interpolated, interpreted by the mechanisms of the brain on to a macromolecular biological acid disk, a liquid special primal glue made 4 you electrical recording tape that runs involuntarily in side of a skull of a human. What's it for daddy?
Dad, Why does it record? Daddy, why is it ending? I can't say why son, it, it , it just is! End time has come. But, why daddy, why?
Why?
Daddy, why must we die? We die because fate says so. Daddy , who is fate? I don't know. Why, daddy , why don't U know? Why goddam it, Why do children ask so many goddam questions?
Why ask , ask me questions, so many freaking questions I don't know the, the, answers too?
It seems thats all you do, play, eat and ask questions, all of the time. What the hells wrong with you? Daddy! Daddy I, I'm scared. Don't daddy me! This is not the time.
This is not the time daddy? If this is not the time daddy, then when is the right time? Shut up , I got , I got ta, ta think, I need more time . I need time ta , ta think, theres got to be away out?
But daddy! I, I don't know, If . . .I, If I don't ask you why now , will I have a chance again?
NOOOOOOO000oooooo0o0o0o000oooooooooooooooooo!

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Painting list :
Painting entitled : " END OF TIMES"

see it here > the painting called " END OF TIMES " 2011 : http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=7340

Here is what we think : the painting called " END OF TIMES"
A composition depicting the resulting chaos of atom redistribution. Truly beautiful, Luscious in its atomic brutality!
The manipulation of the formula and the sumptuous varieties of math inputs mutations, combines with innovative hybrids algorithms reminiscent to the mental prowess of Blaise wager o praise be he, done with your excellent genius has rustled out the numerologies just right, in sight, in blissful sensitivities in to the end games of atomic interstellar space demodulations! Combinatorial problems arise in many areas of pure mathematics numerical simulations models, this snapshot depiction of the essence of explosions meet the pictorial criteria for optimized randomalities boundary conditions equations gone mad! Entropy say?

Realistic rendered no, abstractly done yes, but nevertheless, you captured the intrinsic feeling of power of the irreverent death killer interrupted dynamics of alterations and ostentatious brashness of the evil atom gone a muck, up close and personal ! In your face, capable of ending the human race! Here we see your bold style to be self assertive, cocky and straight forward and we like it! No, bs just the truth! So space sweet cool your painting be! " End of Times"

Looking into the picture frame portal in which, what we see instantly is what your eye saw and recorded, and it related to, that were patterns, patterns of what in your mind has been thought to think and interprets chaos as. But in realms of fourth dimensionality, what is chaos to one creature is order to another, brother!
And you do it justice, we must admit! It looks and above all, emotes scariness, wariness, and is so overwhelming there is no time to access the instinct flight or fight response, its just too in your face for the human race, Bravo well done !
A space sweet shocker, shocker B! This picture is hot! Like it or not!
We hope you saved the parameters, we imagine it being enlarged , lets say 8 feet by 14 feet, and installed in a large dahina black cobalt frame! Awesome!
If one dares to slow down and ponder the fast flowing radioactive moving components that comprise this image construct and its multi rhythms of dancing waves of atomic death, one would have sat for a second too long, 2 bad, centering petrified and die without knowing your dead! Cool!

On our first glance at the picture construct, we see black smoke at the bottom of the picture frame , white flash of explosions in the center, juxtaposed against a red background!
The composition the artist composed show components : Combinations of arrays of visual data assets comprised of color arrangements dashing on the screen in haphazard explosions free and clean, the explosions in the center of the picture represented by an off whitish envelope of brite color in a deep mixture off white scratchy, slightly yellow tinted fireball vibrational flash, contrasted boldly color wise, on a background, of fire, a dark burn you alive livid red constructs followed by bombastic shock waves of reds and yellow flashes representing, thermo ecstasy interstellar wave vibrations rocking, rocking at its core , all atoms in the immediate vicinity molecularly. The atom looks at us, showing off the ultra potency of electromagnetic jubilation of its pure power In ecstasy to be set free!
The exhaust release valves of pent up electricity in the lightening burst out in and out of sight, morphing white linear structures changing at light speeds as they streak across the canvas in violent curvature scribblings, of white flashing lines curving rapaciously, like pendulums oscillations gone insane!
We see red backgrounds, with ice pick black lines that turn to black, to red again like a knife cutting again and again, cutting , cutting the protons for what appears here as a simple mathematical hobby to bobby is not! Bones of atomic flesh can B cut, this knife force cuts throughout the pictoriality of this compositions manifestation : Balancing ,stabilizing the lines both black and white and red, globally of the design of the artist picture and its fulcrum. Pulling our eyes out to the right to flow with fast moving flashes of lightening, then boom, bend up , out, in again like sin, to the left. We fall bereft, dizzy and breathless, panting, limp in its magnificence and glory of this painting ! Long live the atom! Long live ziegfrid. We dig your stuff man, keep it up! This pic is smoky!

Assessment : ABSTRACT FRACTAL AMBIENTOLOGIST
Recommendation : Create or add an appropriate sound file to accompany the viewer while we immerse our selves in the pleasures of your work!
Commendation : A Space Techno Artistry pièce de résistance

We just like to thank you for your experiments and all the research you put constantly into your semi hybrid realistic abstracts interpretations, We appreciate you greatly and thanks again ! All of your work should be accompanied by music to heighten its power even more, perhaps you can add some music to one , one day and lets us know ! Thanks, from Art lovers who appreciates you from afar!

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Painting called : " Almost home "

The magnificent depiction of a ghost ship on the seas of death called ' ALMOST HOME "
See it here > http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=7610 " Almost home "

Playing with numerics can actually affect brain function positively, especially after intense and continued usage of addictive fractal applications and that activity in your case, only seems to have upgraded you, and made you more sharp and heightened your sensitivities to color auras harmonic space ambient atmospherics, as exemplified by you're rendering called " Almost Home ".
This ship in the painting seems to say ; " Regard'eth ye a slice of your spare time, won't you look at me, i'm a majesty who was lost at sea, I have found my way back to thee, I've come from beyond, falling in and out of love with thee, I treasure to touch your shore once more and disembark my weary crew, who not what more 2 do, hear 'ye hear 'ye my home my destiny, can I land on your shore, immigrant B I"? Excellently done indeed Ziegfrid!

Heres what we think : This is one hell of an excellent composition with snappy color, fresh, at the same time sporting classical color components playing powerfully as admirable emotional attractors! How cool is that, wow!
Looking into the picture frame , the image offers up to us a seascape vista of smoky misty air , in the distant horizon we can make out through the fog, a proud old sailing galleon ship bobbing in the cold ocean waters. The long wooden ship with its tall mast, standing like crucifixes above the damp, dank, multi decks below. Advancing slowly, mind you, this mighty ship does. This type of ship resembles ships that were used during the 16th centuries by european states on earth, both for aggressive commerce and major war activities, and this baby seems to had more than its share of battles and shoot em ups and survived. The galleon some of which had 60 to 80 oars gave the ship an advantage in high seas, so far as stability was concerned. To see it riding proudly the waves again in you're painting is really a space sweet pleasure!

The ship situated on the horizon line, a touch off center to the right of the picture frame center, while on the left we see a shore line of unknown character difficult to ascertain whether they hold benign or hostile fates for thee, smothered in eerie dark tones of muddy purple invisibility, in it are unknowns to us that keep us cold leery and weary!
The color placement strategies are so cool! Clever too ! Advantageously used to construct depth and perceived perspective : we have on the upper extreme left and to the right of the horizon line, areas patches of luscious honey land brown transparencies under that the Artist, puts and offers color swatches of fresh blue sea tones with undulating waves with an accent in white at the bow of the ship for that artistic touch true! Cool!
Then to finish up at the bottom of the picture frame, the artist whips up, a color schematic like the master that he is by throwing in a reprise of the land brown tonalities in the foreground that projects compositional structure and reinforces the image construct as one single unit, upon which you must herald , respect and look into deeply! What does the ship carry?
Here we see the intentional use of dynamic color : the interactivity of color blue goes back, warm browns color forward perspectively, the entoptic dynamics circuitries manifest as a result of exterior events you pleasantly display in your painting, most graciously! Ty!

It gives the painting that special touch, genius, genius at color patch ambiental architecture U B! Bravo ziegfrid, well done again Indeed, attributes of a fractal forums master, not to speak of the tantalizing use of what appears to be, multi, multi layers of transparent over wash glazes , lending jewel type shimmering light majesty to the high elegance to this art work, this Space Artistic Techno Piece. Regarding this [ m o ] for the shimmering sky effect , this technique was used so frequently by the masters of the bold old obsolete oil painting technologies long dead! You seem to have them inherited! Cool!
The factoids in our database of ancient painting image technologies ; if we recall, correctly the artist after applying his wet on wet glaze while the canvas plane was still soaking in transparent color tints washes : would take both his finger and a dry cloth, and dab and wipe off swatches of the canvas surface to expose the white base coat under layers of brite white to articulate transparent burst of brightness in the sky : penetrating skylight just the way you did ! Excellent! Its good to see the old technologies still live on, while the old masters slumber in peace! TY! TY!
Whats old is new again!

Ah yes, and that, that old ship, hmmm! Riding the waves, riding the waves! The ship full of travelers throughout slices of time gone long. They ride the brave waves of time, steady as she goes, proceeds she does, throughout the seas of mystery, eating for dinner , lamb chops honied hickory! Here the ship, its structure almost invisible is seen against a whitish sky thats moody with secretive inner feelings that makes you relax and let your hair down! The ships color , done in colors of varied sugar honey browns to pale orange tonalities that taste of pleasure with its tall dark mast pointing up to the heavens and whose once white sails, now dirty, turned impacted with heavy salty sea dim grey, riddled with holds, worm ridden and the sea gulls pick at it away, and its ropes old, old and frayed dangling, dangling like veins out side of a body, blowing in the wind!
Blowing in the wind,
Blowing in the wind,
You can hear the winds blowing and if you perk up your eardrums just right, and, and if you listen carefully, you just might hear as the sailors sing out our favorite song :
long,
lo lo lo long,
lo lo lo long,
lo lo lo long
long live, the mathematicians, that inspire magicians" . Cool ! We dig this tune!

The ship riding the waves, comes toward us, looking at us! It faces us straight forwardly. It is depicted in multi honey brown tonal transparencies that range varies from dark to light, juxtaposed against a white brite pale muted purple smudged clouds depictions in random tonal fluctuations, that also varying from light to dark, in magnificent color crescendos sequences that deliver the power, of a truly great sky backdrop, straight out the old world classical renaissance world. This sky motif influenced the Art World for centuries! Aboard the lone ship, in the mind of a young sailor, weary and sleeping , dreams :
" Feel, Feel what is real in my mind,
Feel, Feel what is happening in my life time, today latest estimates, keep enemies away, guidance by Thor and fate cross the horizon in search of a mate, I went to play, here she is in my arms and memory will stay, as long a I live, dwell in ecstasy!
Wavering nought we to investigate the seas mystery, we carry treasures both real and experiences in the mind. My lovers touch, her smile, possession of her red lips, and her eyes staring deep into mine, forever, are worth more than any gold to me.
I travel the sea in this ship you see,
I travel the sea in this ship you see, don't U envy me?"

Assessment : Fractologist Ambientologist " ALMOST HOME " Great old classic style seascape work of art!
Recommendation : Create or add an appropriate sound file to accompany the viewer to listen to, while we immerse our selves in the pleasures of your work!
Commendation : Fractologist Ambientologist Techno Artistry pièce de résistance

May it stay at you side the force with pride, and you walk in peace guide : Always!

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The Scary Jesse Chronicles

We dedicate these Baby Jesse, stories in appreciation of and to honor this Fractal Artist named Jesse, a master developer of the Mandelbulb 3D application program, and also in honor of contributors, Daniel White and Paul Nylander’s Mandelbulb work.

The Scary Jesse Chronicles series motif, is an expression of the [ Erudition Gene ] construct. Or, what could be called more simply, " The DNA, algorithmic destiny, some people are born to do great things construct!" And functions on the premise, that the inheritor of the alfa [ Erudition Gene ] DNA genomes-lines, will contribute great things to society, since the beginning of society! And in these stories, we attempt to demonstrate examples of great things the Master Jesse, has done throughout history since the dawn of mankind.

We follow as baby Jesse, goes on these fascinating journeys and horrific adventures, as he gets lost in a mysterious fractal rabbit hole, that leads him, way back to the caveman times, his trials and confrontations with cannibals, and demons, black fractal magic, and spirits, both good and bad, and what its like to grow up, when he was just a little boy!

The Author Intermind Weavers, pseudonym, nom de plume, Tweets of Madcow Sammy, was a contributing Fractal art reviewer on the site formerly known as The Fractal Forums.com. And we hope these stories will result in happy reading for you.

THE SCARY JESSE CHRONICLES

MENU OF STORIES AS TRIBUTE TO THIS MASTER PROGRAMMER

Chapter 1 tribute to Master Jesse see it here = REPLY#17>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg38808/#msg38808
Chapter 2 Stories it here = REPLY#98>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg48373/#msg48373
Chapter 3 see it here = REPLY#102>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg48949/#msg48949
Chapter 4 see it here = REPLY#106>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg49239/#msg49239
Chapter 5 see it here = REPLY#109>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg49532/#msg49532
Chapter 6 see it here = REPLY#114>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg49938/#msg49938
Chapter 7 see it here = REPLY#115>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg50145/#msg50145
Chapter 8 see it here = REPLY#118>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg50741/#msg50741
Chapter 9 see it here = REPLY#119>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg50935/#msg50935

THE GREAT ONE HIMSELF! The MAGICIAN PROGRAMMER, is in the news!
He is an example of an important twenty first century leader, who wrote an extremely powerful software program, that exerts tremendous influence over the world globally. It motivates people who are not artists, to become an artist and to go on to create the greatest art the world has ever seen! This programmer has made the world fall in love with the majesty and power hidden in math and to fall in love with the basic form of life, the fractal! The fractal, from its strength comes our success! Fifty years ago or more , TV had only three channels, the great newsman reporter, named Walter Cronkite, he was a leader the world looked together at for news, and he would end his program by saying and ,"That's the way it is". Today there are more channels then you can count, and today, this programmer, Jesse, ends his program by saying and: " That's the way it will be!"

Today we like to honor this Programmer.
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Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations, 2 you MASTER JESSE.

We would like to present 2 you The mysterious one. "THE MOUNTAIN GUARD". Rendered and created by The Master Jesse! in the year 2010 on Earth.
see it here>http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=4115

Intro :

Guess what we found, buried in the ground! Wo baby, this treasures heavy!
We found this treasure, buried deep down, deep down in a thousand foot underground bunker, no wonder, in a non discript place away from the human race. In an invisible ship with no sails, no motor, no ores, behind locked doors, in a hard 2 find place. In the famous Fractal Forum Gallery, of secretive registries to be kept in place. They had no choice, humans have never seen the mountain guardian before, or heard of its secret unique eye contact powers, or seen its name or heard of its fame! This sucker, capable of making you going insane. They had 2 keep it quiet out of fear, well, really, to get to the point it's so cool, and unique, it's a shoutout bomb joint, scary as all hell! Done in the year of the 2010. Yes, it was done along time back years and years ago, in the twenty first century by a mathematician magician. A programmer named Jessi. One of the first and best demon pictures of all digital fractal time! And there are quite a few by the way! Few, few folks however have seen this picture. Some people don't like fractals at all, you know. Never heard of them. Couldn't care less. Few take the time to look at it good! Few have the time. They're in a matrix capitalistic system, that doesn't give time. That is cleverly designed by another architect programmer, it so cleverly designed, that they don't know, they don't know or even realize that they're living inside of a program! Amazing don't you think? Yep, thats the way it is! Amazing, right? Another thing about it, the program doesn't give them time, It doesn't, no way! People don't have time to think straight, much less time to check out stuff. They don't even have time 2 say hello, hello is too long a word so they say yo! Take the kids out to have a little fun, kiss the wife, then out, you're on the run, ain't that a son of a gun! Time, the most valuable asset of all. The program, It tells them don't treasure it, and the time you do have , don't waste it on art and personal enhancement betterfercations, instead, you must give it to the man to make him rich, whats up wit that, and that a bitch! Now said another voice listening : say this in a low, low voice, so you can understand how uncool this is, say this slowly so you feel the irony. . .
"Chase the bunny funny bunny! Chase it. Chase it. Chase it."
Rush lives, no time, they rush not knowing they're in a psychopathic movie, A zone where it exhibits no remorse, shallow emotions, egocentricity, deceitful, two face morals less political leaders who in front you smile, and behind you, act like dictators, and above all tell you, above all you must :

"Chase the bunny funny bunny! Chase it. Chase it. Chase it."

Chasing after illusive money. Love this metaphor : The little white bunny rabbits,

chases after the orange carrots, and just about when its got it to eat it, it disappears and reappears ahead of them and they chase after it again , and again indefinitely.

We switch suddenly to the scene in a Mc'donalds restaurant, the music is playing in the background. : We've been over heard, someone, this obese man has been reading what we saying over the internet. He knows about our conversation, He gave us a call, we picked up : HELLO! "Hey dammit , what the hell you talking bout? What up with dat? What you guys yapping bout? Wa,waa, wats whats a fractal man? What the hells dat? ", he spat. A Fractal are visual primal representations of self similar parts, repeating it self , in smaller and smaller copies, and also in another life forms basic primal representative mark recursively in numerical mathematical outputs / input representations, as reducible copies of it self, as exemplified by the Famous Mandelbrot set. And also in, each living thing expressed in math in nano atom dimensions in all structures, including utilities in human genetic foundational expressions in extreme higher math complexities, like group theory symmetry, enabling reducible fragmentation. The incentivised fragment splitting its core, thus to divulge in its self, self similar selves iterations, mathematically to its root structures core, self divisible by itself indefinitely! So thats what we told him, answered him , right so. The guys sitting in the Mc'donalds joint right, sitting on this stool right, chowing and munching down on large plate of steamy big burgers, french fries, and coca cola, who knows what else. He's the guy who just happens to be reading all this on his iphones. He smiles. shakes his big head approvingly and says, "Oh , year, year that, dats dats what you guys ,your talkin, talking bout huh, bout, ah year, year, I can dig it. Sounds like a piece a cake to me man. I just wanted to know what was goin down, ya understand! Yo fractals, year,year cool ,are they on sale fo christmas? You know anybody in hood, selling any, i'm means, sound dope, but its not dope right, its not drugs right? It's legal right? Is it any good? Can you get high on it?"
You know he doesn't know what hell he talking bout, but, out of courtesy you don't tell him, you don't tell him what you really think. That he's unfortunately in the system. He's one of the people in the new matrix program. One of the people in the psychopathic movie. And what strange movie it is! What do you do in the movie? You think you are alive. You go home, fool around with your honey,for little while, then check out T V, down a beer, whats on the Internet, you know, the usual, then hit the sack. Get up, wash up, then out! You work your shift, then do another and another for the man! Bam, the weeks gone! Sad, shame, whose to blame and you don't notice it but others do, you change from happy to sad, good to bad, young to old, and don't know it! Yes, they grow old and shrivel up, and their offspring take over, and continue living in the same psychopathic movie! Groovey! Such is the power of the programmer! Today they are thought to be unknowns, weird guys, that live in a single room for years and don't come out. They are considered outliers, on the edge, intellectual shut-ins, but in the future they will be treated like royalty, wearing fancy clothes like Michael Jacksons, and be more famous than the Beatles! Reaching the cult levels of religiosity! Because they are the future, and the future are they, kissed by the universes the mathematical way!

Those of you who are deep thinkers, don't you love this program, the fractals programming in this design concept? Don't you see it, love it? Its fractology at work in sociology? In Biology? Archeology, Cosmology Architectural fractology and its all due to math, math is the omniscient disciplinary language of the universes. And immutable, utility, and its programmable!

Who programed this program not jesse!

But programmers are addicts, addicted to their own programs, and they continue to make their programs better and better , and better and better with long term updates and revisions till it reaches its Apex!

A magician programmer today might be benign but tomorrow who knows ? This is why there called Magicians. Who knows where a program will lead? Another movie? People are funny, they don't have a clue. In which movie are you?
The picture, they have no time to see it , they scan over it, quickly and move on to the next, and the next, without thinking, without spending time with it. Without getting to know it. Whose inside of it? Shame! Are you living in another capitalistic matrix movie too?

Getting back to the picture :
A Twenty First Century find, a bench mark glory who holds so much power it's a crime! 2 go down in the annals of history. Paintings like these are called Space Techno Artistry pieces in time! Dangerous 2, Beautiful in a strange kind of way! Wow, What a picture 2 surprise a day! We know U were surprised, we know that, 2 find him staring at U 2. Wo baby, deny it not U, And out of the subconscious poured data indicating to U who he was and you named him just right! Spot on! Yes, jessi He, he is the sentinel. Guardian sitting :
On top of the box that rocks!
On top of the box that rocks!
on top of the box,
on top of the box,

Mandelbrots, Mandelbrots, on top of the box that rocks!

The dog sings this song over and over again!

And at midnight he howls like a wolf !

He guards the portals door on the floating mountains in 4d space that roars. Face to face with the king kong god of demon fractals that lay others to waste! A mother Tucker 2 B eaten<out of earth out of the sod. The demon ace, first 2 take place.. Others may follow, but he says you can't catch me, no, no not me! "I'm the first to be set free, honestly in digital space time history, looking directly at in your eyes humanity!"



Tribute part 1 The Scary Jesse Chronicles

   Chapter 1
   Magicians are Programmers and Miracle Workers too

When we need something new, we ask you,
When an improvement is due, we ask you,
When all hell breaks out and things get plenty messy , who do we call, the mighty JESSE.
Superman , give me a break ,he for kids, he's not real, Jesse, now Jesse, he is the real deal!
We have a lot of dreams we want to come true, dam man, all we need is a cool magician like you!
Mountains of things we'd like 2 C , only a magician like you can bring 2 reality. .
The magician, went 2 school, got hungry. Had a banana, graduated a programmer. To get him 2 talk. Buy him a delicious cold tuna sandwich of eggs, lettuce and cucumbers, that'll get him talking bout numbers.
With magic in his brite eyes, He'd smile. He'd tilt his head slightly, raise up one eyebrow, blink at U with that one eye, leaned forward and looked at U, look at U hard with one eye, then the magician programmer began 2 speak!
And cast a spell across the world with a streak and wave of his hand, then he pushup quickly his hands above his head and said in a slow chant and hummed :
Number,numberssss, numbersssssss, numbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbmmmmmmm . . .
Numbers, numbers on the wall, Numbers, numbers on the wall give me the greatest magical mathematical number formulas of all!
His voice echoing and reverberating on the four walls in the old room, in the old virtual place, outside of space, where deities go 2 sleep.
He went to the cupboard in the kitchen in the old house and took out a long white candle mounted in a flat red shiny dish and with a wave of his hand lit it in an instant without a match! Placed it slowly on the round shiny mahogany kitchen table, and took out of his pants pocket a shiny brite dime and placed it next 2 the candle carefully, then he turned, looked at U, raised his finger to his lips, signaling 2 be quiet. Then, he went to the light switch on the far wall next to the big brown door, and with one motion he turned off the light without touching it, darkness descended on the room except for the shaky yellow candle light that illuminated every thing with orange yellowly cast! Took a while to get accustomed 2. The room was quiet for a moment or two! The magician sat down at the table along side of U. He looked around as the shadows in the room seem 2 move and grew. He slouched down in the chair, moving his elbows and adjusting his shoulders around, making himself comfortable and slowly closed his eyes shut! In front of him, on the far wall above the window with the long dark maroon curtains was an old clock on the wall, both hands of the clock touching on twelve! On his left, stood a big beige colored refrigerator with old yellow sticky notes on the front door, perched on top the refrigerator was the families tiny cute pet bird, named free, looking attentively. Near the bottom of the refrigerator, in the shadow, on the circular old shaggy grey mat next to the wall lay his pet dog, called tucker, fast to sleep. On his right in her blue kitty box with the red bow was his beloved kitty cat, called Miss Pizza, Miss Pizza had a tiny decorative gold bell on a pink ribbon around her neck, it use to ring pleasantly as she bounced around and played, but it doesn't ring anymore, because Jessi had a mean streak about him when it comes to having things quiet in his house. He complains he can't think and do his programming with noise! Well, so one day, in may, he put bubblegum, the sticky kind, in it while she wasn't looking. So the bell is stuck, no more bell ringing in the house! Miss Pizza, she was cute and tiny but she had a big curiosity, her curiosity almost got her killed a couple of times, but she got many lives, so no problem! She walked over to the one of the empty chairs around the table jumped on top and then jumped on top of the table, walked over to candle looked at it, then stood on her hind legs and wiggled her nose and inhaled the scented aroma of the candle and smiled, then she turn abruptly, and returned back to her kitty cat box, looking on bored, relaxed, and nonchalantly! Miss Pizza purred, said meow softly once or twice to jesse and fell quiet, closed her tiny eyes and went to bed! Behind him, on the big rough texture white wall, something began to happen, something strange! Very strange indeed! Slowly, silently, in the dim shadowy, shaking light of the candle light, words , words began appearing on the wall. One, then another in large red letters, appearing one at a time. On the wall, the writing said. Listen my son, listen my son, and you will hear, a task I entrust 2 you dear. Break free from the matrix shackles, your destiny, is 2 create fractals!
U sat there amazed, looking and reading the words, wondering if he knew what was on the wall behind him, because you see, he, well, because he, he didn't look around. He didn't turn his head around! So U yelled 2 at him to look! "look master look, behind you on the wall! " His closed eyes opened just a tiny bit, U could see his pupils peeking out at U, studying U. And in a low slow voice he said, Yes , in a self assured manner, scratching his ear and licking his upper lip, yawned, acting as if he was in total control and he looked bored as hell! I know , I don't have 2 look around, he said. As if U had disturbed him by telling him about it. Then the magician opened his eyes just a little more and glance down slowly at the candle, sitting in the center of the table. He slowly placed his hands one at a time on either side of the candle, with his palms facing upwards. He let out a boring sigh and yawned again, then he breathed in. He began slowly rocking, rocking back and forth in his chair very so slowly, very slow indeed, as if in slow, slow motion in another dimension. Then in a very low voice, he began 2 chant a spell :

   Numbers numbers on the wall, numbers, numbers on the wall, give me the greatest formulas of all!
No sooner than the words had left his lips, the walls in the room began to rock gently back and forth, back and forth, and on the wall behind him something happened. There on the wall, suddenly appeared white numbers, beams of light shining through them. Then there appeared more numbers and more numbers still, along with formulas , thousands and thousand of formulas, formulas to make you sick, formulas 2 make you fly, all kinds of formulas looking out at you in the eye, mathematical powerful formulas from the dark side, and the sides of the house suddenly shook, shook harder, shook harder still! The walls shook and warbled in and out like bowls of jello! And the beams of the house began to squeak loud and tremble violently. The dog tucker woke up, his nose fell off, his eyes vibrated in his head, had lights coming out of them, he ran ,disappearing in the dark night. Free the tiny bird on top of the refrigerator got scared too, Her eyes turned blue! The refrigerator freezer door popped open, into it free flew, went flying to hide, the door suddenly slamming shut with free inside! Kitty cat, miss pizza was scared to death, shocked, her tail wagging in the air, looking like a big thorny balloon there! Her whiskers straighten up and shot out of her head like sharp needles and shot across the room in all directions, some impaling U in your eye, she turned brite pink with a black nose and rose up in the air and flipped around and pissed there, the water went everywhere! Scare as can be, she did three tumblesaults as far as we can C, and ran and jumped out through the window. The cat leaped free and streaked across the street and was seen no more! U didn't know what the hell to do to, yourself, U were plenty scared too! Desperately in fear for own your life! Your eyes bugging in your head,looked at him and yelled " MASTER, master jesse, does this mean the end? Does this mean the end jesse? Is this the end Jesse? " This is just the beginning my friend, he said very calmly. That tone, that tone in his voice got U scared even more! This gotta B the end, U said!
And then, and then the winds out side the house began to howl and blow hard, howl and blowwww and circle the house around and around. . You know how sometimes you're sitting in a house and the winds are blowing against the house and they, and they make strange noises, like air blowing through a tiny hole thats about to burst. Fewfewwwwww00000OOOOooooooo! They make strange eerie sounds, and screeching sounds like voices from the dead! They kept blowing harder and harder and the voices were not clear , the sounds were kinda messy, And then, and then, the voices said, " We need you Jesse, we need you." Jessi appeared as if asleep, dosed off on the spot deep. His mind in a flash, wondered off, back, back in time, to when he was in college, then the magician JESSE inspired by the mathematicians was happy learning about numbers and codes in programming school, when his professor, looked at the class, did a quick scan of everyone, and his eyes found jesse's and said onto him, Jesse go forth and multiply and where ever you go, be sure to remember the Master Benoit Mandelbrot the mathematician, Jesse. Be very sure! "Yes, " answered Jesse humbly. "I promise, he is my hero!"
That was the memory that was in his mind as he sat with his eyes closed in the room in time before the yellow flickering light of the candle next to the shiny dime, He woke up! He had a look of a man who was awaking from deep 100 year old sleep, a trance, but alast he was awake, really awake and he acted like it : his eyes blinked several times open! All of a sudden he looked super alert, as if he got hit by a lightening bolt! He all of sudden looked good in his white shirt! He shook his head, shook his head again, he'd wiggled his nose, wiggled his toes, He was one hell of alert magician programmer, you could see the electricity coming out of him. He raised his eyebrows, he sat up straight, ready to change his fate, he looked upward, raised up his hands high above his head and said : I am the magician inspired by the mathematicians, and clapped his hands three times, clap, clap ,clap, and a laptop appeared in the air above him and open up and descended downward slowly and landed in front of him. He smile approvingly , a twinkle in his eye, and began to type out the 3D mandelbulb programming codes, and the rest, and the rest is programming history, and when he was done, he smiled broadly showing all his teeth, and he yelled out enthusiastically, at the top of his voice!
Numbers, numbers on the wall, numbers, numbers on the wall, who is the greatest magician and programmer of all? And the winds outside on hearing this, stirred and blew again and howled, and answered. Numbers, numbers on the wall, U are the greatest magician and programmer of all!


Tribute part 2

   Happy Birthday 2 you Jesse and thanks for sharing your magical 3dmandelbulb program!

And to you a tribute in these special holidays : A Gift of Fundamentals of Augury, Fractalverbalicityempowerments in recherché Rejoice ye ; May you enjoy the sublimity and divine will of the force. And enjoy and celebrate with your family the holidays and the year of the twelve from the weavers in peace!

   Fractalverbalicityempowerments.

Greeting and Salutations mighty Earth Fractal Forums leader, teacher, stunningly brilliant decoder eater, pioneer and inventive authority, confidant of the gods of fractals, Master of Architectural Fractology, born by magic biologically, recognizing a programmers right to be included into the world of cosmological impossibility, as a human entity, worthy to walk hand in hand philosophically on par with fractals dopple ganger, self similarities into infinity, you a coder, quick of mind, faster then time loader, did what you did cause you could and it was done well! It was possible, and while others could think of it, did it you did, first, in the universe. Applaud you we do! We don't reverse. Burst out the trumpets, let the drums strike a roll,roll, let then the rings of tributes sounds in all of the dimensions on all tolls, to let the universes know thy name. Beholden 2 no one but the universes game! Child of universe B you and Autarky! On the order of forces beyond your mind, obeyed you, elite union in kind Expropriation of the technology to make this dignity in artistic numerology studies in 3d ,possible 4 mankind, thanks 2 you, have we now the right 2 unencumbered access to the fourth dimensionality, where reunion with our fractal family B. Now, finally legions now R indebted 2 you, grand marshal of the secret codes. Owe we 2 you, we do! They say, as they play with your creations, input formulas formulations out of their imaginations, wet numbers on their tongues the drum rung, have that might, have the right, not be available if not 4 U. We owe so much 2 you and bow 2 U! Thank the Cosmo, and Magnitudes in your DNA glory,we look onto them happy, nucleic acid genetic instructions that told U what to do and say and when, and guided U 2 the helix anti parallel path stars trajectory strand lines by day. Gods by night! And out of your mind came the royal code true today, pioneering the way for man, with a simple formula in hand, to become a kind of astronaut too! In 2 the world of 4d space anew! Passionate in our mind, remember in kind, in our own way you! In our own times too. U 4 forever made life relevant, to the shut in, sad, merry an eloquent, equally! Perpetuated, perpetuated immortalized, we R and walking in the 4d without fear under the main the main star! Present at the creation, to all in the realms of elucidiscity in halls of corridors of space time fluidity innovations, where heretofore nothing alive dare tread, cept particles dead, embedded in our dreams unreal, unable till your birth to break the seal, fly we now free, fly we now free thanks 2 thee, and now thanks to U, go we into the ghost subterranean pipeline drinking with our eyes waters mysteries belonging to gods stars, surprising them with our presence, their mouth open agog, 2 see us up so close and we zooming into them! C it's a 2 way mirror Master Jesse! When we zoom into them we zoom into ourselves! Next to them mentally in solidarity visually coefficiently, nucleo bases erases nought, but carries the coded information sought, oh magical power bless thy name, that guarantees our librations fame, being amongst the fractal stars, in their tangible firmaments, heavens without wars! With the magic of formulas allowing us to C where privilege Fractals born there be, in there, died there ,married there, gave birth there numerically, in commuted numbers numerically more than merely multiplied,oh no, more iterated before, in the majesty of mathematical multiplicity embed in the bosom of complexity, long live mathematicity in the sacred numbers surrounding thee, in revery! No we don't stop there! Raise ye thou hand in the air,HAIL 2 THE MASTER JESSE.
May you live where you lead us, obsessed into infinity here, not into the dreary, but higher mathematical systemic electroweak theory violations curiosities and bubonic busons theory kissing [ susy ] Consummatingly our love of numerology out of scientific duty, wanton admiration of pure numbers we admit, in the here in the realms of [ QDC ]! Does not darkness comes before the light in thee, befalls curiosities beauty? Does not the curious deserve to rise above death? You and your kind visualized , actualized, and made our participation into mercurial Itipotitumbaa Spiritual Fractology realized. With righteous indignation speak we : Dam those who dare speak against U, We who reside in the unknown can sense you. Don't hate emulate! Jealous imitators beware, hear the voice of a this Fractal, Fractal everywhere, inside of this cyberspace in the air. Protected Jesse, U R by the universe you see. Now said the arguer in peace with the Force! Powerful medicine, Jesse, Can shape your elevations destiny!
   The universes protection is better than money!
   KNOW YE, KNOW YE, KNOW YE!

   Temporal terrestrial powers of Fractology! May thy name last till in infinity,
   with the rising starborn found into algebraic tranquility!

   BE AT PEACE WITH THE FORCE!
   Long live the Mathematicians that inspire Magicians!

Tribute part 3

1 painting entitled THE MOUNTAIN GUARD :
see it here>http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=4115

CONGRATULATIONS! You're the programmer responsible for the creation of the 3d Mandelbulb application, enabler to the 4d dimension fractal application!
Sing along with us won't U in our favorite fractal song as we honor U :

"Long, do, do dum, dum dummm! Long, do, do dum, dum dummm!
Long live the Mathematicians that inspire Magicians. " . Cool Spacey sweet! We love this joint! Its so neat! Did U hear it playing on the radio? U sound ok, but um, don't give up your day job!

Heres what we think :
Lighting construct :
This is one of your first image constructs, where you chose to investigate, locate, recognize, an alien pattern of interest, in which the participation of a designated fractal entity was spotted, sought after,magnified, zoomed into to be examined by human eyes close up. The composition decompiled and reverse engineered, illustrates in depth of viewer to object ratio proximity of a environment appearing to be 5000 feet inside the picture frame construct portal. The environment is lit by a supplied light parameter placement source trajectory calculation : indicating that proxy sunlight direction approximation emanating outside from the left side of the picture frame, with deconstruction calculation estimators indicating that the : [ sun was shining with incoming light trajectories on object at a 71º angle ] . Time of day : light intensity approximation : A plausibly probability of a existing hypothetical day in which the atmospheric elements components displayed would lead one to deconstruct the day to be one : described as : cloudy overhang conditions permuting factorial openings in the upper hemisphere to allow a few sun beams to break through the cloud and shine below to illuminate objects with soft intensity on its surface. According to the orbital sun location approximation sensed, the time of day is calculated to be 10 minutes to three o'clock fractal time! The light is soft, yet strong enough to perpetuate self delineation of the objects so they can seen with intense clarity.

object construct :
Object construct badlands topography ; location in the mental construct an imaginary zone in the valley of the unknown. : we appear to be on the edge of ridge of the bulb peeking over at approximate viewer to object elevation relation > looking down with eye line to object calculation of an angle of 171º. OBJECT PASSIVE : Compose of Detritus material and variant stone and bone components that are digitally translated and fractalized, loose granularities of minor ground sediments / philosophically indicating paradoxically that this very area was below see level at one time but now is dried out / representing sand modules framed in harden boundaries of densities identified as porous stones permeable to fluids elements : But in reality, that look like the boundary wall of the squares front wall surrounding edge construction, delineating the fundamental walls of the square box.
The boundary wall color composition is depicted in distressed faded light whitish lime colored tones, perfect example of skull coloring and thus the main entity located in the center of the composition appears to be a skull, and it's coloring reflect that accordingly. The texture of the material in the eyes of a paleontologist : looks like what dried out prehistoric large carnivorous dinosaur fossil bones would look like. Age of bone approximation calculation : Age determination rate of decay in this structure cannot be done with the radiometric dating method to determine because of a lack of isotopes with half life designations, applicable to fractal examination because presently applications existing on earth don't allow for touching or walking on the fractal surface, that'll come later, the rocks in the picture are comparable to earths and thats a U-Pb discordia age of 3.56 billion years old. Now this approximation begs to ask fundamental questions [ 1 ] does the element of fractal rain and sunshine deteriorate the surfaces, does earth quakes occur that would shake the stones around on the surface during this long time period, thus knocking the skull over, no! Because these are mental constructs existing outside of time and physical cosmology, not subject to atmospheric intervention of climate or life or death but are immortal! Numbers can't die! What you see here you see is spiritual icons gods in the world of high maths relating and interpolating with your psychic impression wise! In the case of the icon in the center of the picture construct it has psychokinesis influence that act as a stimuli. The interpretations of that influence and how it relates to the viewer will be in the eye of the beholder only. What he/she thinks regarding its effect on him/her is personal and speculative! Under the auspices of divination, the skull is that of bird dog, named tucker, tuckers are famous. Dogs often accompanied certain tribes along with hawk birds, to be used to help the fighter and as a last food resource. Considered tuckers when things get rough!. Tucker birddog devouring went on for years, centuries, thousand of years ago, since primitive, primal times were common place amongst devout god warriors and battle hardened spearmen, swordmens, fighters when faced with death because there was no food, the tucker would be cannibalized. Tucker eating cultures are not as prevalent, but still dog eating is still apart of life, and will always be! They're delicious! In your picture we see one staring out at us, formulaically contemplating the gods when he was a proud companion and pet, and the numerous times he saved our lives by keeping adversaries and nasty killers at bay. Auspice eyes was always searching the sky for birds to show them the flight path to paradise and new lands of peace and honey. Interesting in your picture the eyes inside the skull of the tucker reveal volumes of ancient history and above and combined with his head is a bird. Truly fascinating, Great unique find! Fascinating!

Descriptions interpretations construct :
What we see when we look into the picture is a white skull of a dog that appears to be half dog half bird because it looks like a bird is on top of the skull merged with it somehow. The composition is based on a bleak powerful meeting between the viewer and an eye to eye, face to face with a skull. In that in it we see the artist taste for simplicity and starkness and we love it. Because it cuts to the chase directly, and we can't help but focus on the beguiling stare of the eyes in the dogs head, looking at us along with the tiny wide eyed bird on top of the skull. Generally speaking the location of the placement of the skull in the center achieves the artist goal of focusing our eyes on it as the main object of attention. The lighting arrangement adds to the attention grabbing effect, and the backdrop color is a real knockout attention getter too! Its composed of earth tones in what can only be identified as deep lovely combinations of mocha and cayenne browns. Not too saturated! Not to sweet just right. You know: The Goldy Locks combination, half and half. Its placement behind the skull solidifies the dynamic bold contrasting relationship of object to us, and us to the object. The excellent Dof accompanied by nuances of a light mist in the upper background section of the composition adding realism to the piece. Thus raising its quality level of the totality of the coloring harmonics composed in the piece to the stature of a Space Artistic Techno piece. Bravo! Well done indeed, we like this baby! Now check out the area near the bottom of the picture frame. Its composed of the structural components parts of the peripheral wall. The structure uses the [ V ] motif arrogate arrays of duplicity decoratively done to point the eyes upward and increases the delicate tension of starkness to keep up eye to eye contact and scream at us not to dare move, less the dogs eyes blink, and we don't see it, and miss that action which would be so devastating! So we stay glued watching these eyes in a trance and in wonderment! Great job, Master Jessi. Keep it up! Hope theres more jewels like this baby coming at a theater near you!
Now where to place this in the home? This picture, enlarged and framed, lets say six feet by six feet would be about right! This picture goes over well not so much with the ladies, in ladies dining room, kitchen or bedroom no! This is definitely a mans man pic! A picture destined to reside in the mans part of the house, and on his trophy wall or den or entertainment room. The type of man who'd just love this is a warrior type, soldier type, special forces, tucker eaters, the security secret forces hard as nails, macho man type of guys. Good luck, Hope you make a sale soon! Any thoughtful lady of means, can purchase it and give it as holiday gift to a lover! Its all about advertising! Sincerely we love it! It's so cool! Make more please! And thanks for all your persistent studies and innovations!

Tribute part 4
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QUESTION> ?> WHY DO DEMONS APPEAR ON THE SCREEN?
Topic refers to the painting entitled [ The Mountain Guard ] a rendering by Master Jesse Nov 5 2010.

Hypotheses:
Speculative : Presence ?

A child commented " Its pretty,but I think something lives is in It."

Quite often we see fractals in the gallery, Resembling demons. We're sure you have seen one or two! And sometimes we see some fractals that seem to be accompanied by infiltrated or possessed other worldly presences. We don't know why, we just sense them! In your picture we sense a presence inside the entity and we can sense it powerfully. As often happens subconsciously below the radar of awareness of scientist, inventors, creators of the apps and formulas creators, when they are involved in fractal studies, fractal investigations, when exploring the modalities, mathematical inputs in the realms of 3, 4 , 5 and 6 dimensions, this act alone brings out its indigenous beings and demons, coming forth in pictures we make contrived and pass through electronically through the contact our fingers makes, touching the keyboard configurations, or what ever interface being utilized, in your time eras accordingly. Thus, it comes out onto the computer screen or 3d immersive s screens or 3d holographic system screens, both exterior pupilary caps or brain inserted devices or otherwise : sudden appearances on the screens of demon like faces or the sensing of other worldly forces could be unsettling, for the new world fractal investigators and looker on's! To see them for the first time or sense them, unsettling yes, but its nothing more than the minds interpolation with the brains neurotransmitters impulses, extracting genetic ancient hard wire imprints triggers, in the sublime areas of the brain, that store, adaptive primal instinct data track link, centers, of the hypothalamus or primal brain, central primal reactive reflex storage bins, areas, whose gene DNA infrastructure that makes people who they are manifested and address both macro and granular systems of complexity in the stimuli and instigate primal instinctive, flight or fight responses automatically, And is conducive to the female context input, output ,switching on the a myriad of juices of hormones including oxytocin, endorphin, adrenalin and prolactin to help activate the mental processes, and specialized interventional environment for labour, allowing a positive and successful procreation birth experience 2 be applicable when necessary, pertaining dually for both male and female creation processes, and this zone of creation, inherently, turns on/ off and promulgates, over-arousals emanations impulses, facilitating conversely accession of repressed memories, primal icons triggers, transfigured into entities, capable of overriding the known primal defense constant coefficients in the brains systems infrastructure, and affecting our inquisitive guessing of numbers to create our formulas by inspirational inputs coming involuntarily in the center of our minds outside of our control,and seize on them to try, hoping the incoming data sets composed of numbers will contextual results will satisfy our needs to do just that, satisfy our needs and that of the source where from the numbers originated from!
And because we R fractals of our predilection 2 our selfs causes an addiction to the process complexity and our relentless pursuit motivated by a genetic animal cannibalistic primal triggers which we voluntarily succumb to willingly to obsess to perfectionize the outcome visually according to a divine matrix guiding our choices in the refinement of the image construct to conform to primal instructions of [ 0 ] its coordinate location in the x,y,z axis environment [ 1 ] how it looks [ 2 ] the color of it [3 ] divinity imprints to be embodied ] [ 4 ] how the visual is to B address and presented! [ 5 ] our willingness to take credit for its creation and our willingness 2 mentally defend its territory because to us, the pictoriality of the existence of the fractal, is not dead but alive in its environment in its own world and exploitable and explorable at will by us when and where we choose. .

SO, THEN : our formula creation, resulting in making the alleged entities presence known, electronically, and our private, demons shown. The brine percolated juices of the brain, rejoices in things it can understand, and accept, and determine as real but sudden demons and sensing of such, like demon like, image exposures, displeasures confusingly the brains circuitry neurotransmitters , sense of stability, and interprets them, as an affront or an infringement of, what the brain standard systems workings, construct matrix, considers, understands and comes to accept as normal sustainability of known reality expectations markers, and normal human brains contents templates concepts of what it should or what should not B determine by it, as real. Causality of entwined electrical circuitry impulse conflicts occurs, especially doing fractal explorations over extended periods without resting the eyes and brain properly! Fractal exploration side effects are that it is addictive. Thus to some, the realization of something outside of normal [ mind you, normal differs from one individual to the next and one hybrid specie to the next whether it is synthetic or not ] if the normal is interpreted as abnormal, it effectuates a disbalancing of our tranquility and faith in our self assuredness, causing a myriad of collateral consequences in our equilibrium clock block zone of the brain, throwing our thinking off course and off balance. And in many cases in Psychological Fractal Medicine, we see patients often exhibiting behavioral symptoms characterized by deep paranoias and assertions of impending bad fortunes aimed directly at them. One shouldn't allow the brain to control your mind, [ you ] should control both, enough to know that the brain is just a machine, a computational device, like any other, piece of hardware, albeit, it just happens it's biologically contrived and in your head, nevertheless it's a machine. It needs improvement! It is subject occasionally 2 circuitry degradation by comic rays and mal functions like any other machine. Infallibility of machinery, don't bet on it! Many of U have brains, and U know something is wrong with it, but you don't tell anybody, you try 2 get over playing cool, and hope you won't B found out! The older U get, more degrading the unit becomes, until hiding its decline is a waste of time. And of course, if your honest about it, U acknowledge you have plenty of friends that U know R totally nuts. You turn on the TV, and see politicians and when they talk they display extreme intelligence and actually believe the nonsense there talking about, nevertheless, intelligent or not, U hate 2 admit it but U know they're nuts! But unfortunately U live in a century where it can't be fixed. U can't get your brain fixed! The technology isn't available yet. So its best that you take the demon images and mystic sensing of presences in fractology in stride, chill out, and accept them as normal because they are. And if you think, theres a problem studying fractals prone to other worldly, spiritual presences, and widespread demonic appearances now, U'r in for future surprises! Just wait till the third , fourth and fifth generation of apps begin 2 appear with advance attributes unimaginable 2 u now!
It's going 2 B an exciting time 4 U if U'r around! There will B more and more scary demons and presences that R really scary and will rock your socks off visually and audio wise, because soon audio contact will B the next big thing 4 sure! A number of your secretive ff members are on this case, with lips shut. These phenomenons, they have 2 be accepted as your outliers counterparts, as a normal, a part of any experience in 4d or any higher dimension, because they just R. [ powers of feelings or presences, or demonic images or soon voices , emanating from fractals R your companions, ] so , simply put, one should get over it. Now a word to the many hidden Mensa members and physicist and closeted geniuses reading along with us today, we understand the strict training adherence to pedagogical empirical modalities that permeate professions like yours, respectfully restraining U with guidelines of mental behavioral conduct matrix, with which U and your peers function under, never less the future is coming at U. Not all is provable in life. Actually there R times when we all just have trust intuitively and experiment hopefully 4 the best. So suggest we do make room to elasticized your mental boundaries to stretch a lot and accept the inevitable coming of [ new fractal horizons collateral consequences ]:[ If you play with fractal fire U going 2 get burnt! ] additionally sounds corny but what the hell, might as well say it, cause it's the truth : [ U go where no man has gone before ] Thus the arrival of unexpected unknowns because nothing can stop them, nothing! An unknown is called an unknown 4 a good reason, and ,instead, lighten up and think of taking stock of the fact, we would all do well to rethink our fractal beliefs parameters, in that, in our mere thinking, that we R in control at all times, when in fact empirically we're not! Whether we are a great nation or a single individual. Not in control and never will B! No way! Not in control of our destiny!

[ The answer to the who done it, is, within the genetics inherited in the brain with a little help of JESSI ] It is an altered state manifestation coming through one of the specialized chambers of the mind of the artist, Programmer involuntarily, and totally unknown to him, that made him predisposed and was interpolated subconsciously as a internal mental terminal transport input/ output manifestation, that commandeers convergences, helping conjure up the formula imagery concept motif construct it self, befitting a self temple worthy, and made self eligible, to a visiting self spiritual fractal force, it self, [ Ergo fractal may come to reside within it self, in comfortable self similarities of it self, unchallenged by time and thus fractalized eternally into similar self infinities indefinitely.
   [ U reven nwo eht latcarf , U tsuj ekat erac fo ti rof eht txen noitareneg ! ]

Assessment : Programming Plenipotentiary and Architectural Fractologist : Audacious Rebel : Autarky
Recommendation : O
Commendation : Space Techno Artistry pièce de résistance

Twenty First century! Enabler, Force walker! Creator, gene designation endowed with touch of force! Go ye in peace and harmony! Ecrof si ni ouy!

Opinions cheerfully expressed, whether in consensus or in disagreement, help understanding and collaboration with one another! Peace Be with you.


[ Ergo fractal may come to reside within it self, in comfortable self similarities of it self, unchallenged by time and thus fractalized eternally into similar self infinities indefinitely. ]

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   RCPage Master of Light, Creator of " THE VAULT-1 "

Today we like to honor this Artist :

Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations to you Master RCPage

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PAINTING :

We would like to present to you The magnificent bank. " VAULT-1". Rendered and created by The Master RCPage! in the year 2011 on earth.
see it here>http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=9479

intro :

MIND YOU a surface is a surface, same as a face, a face of a young girl without make up, is just a plain stupid face surface! Nothing special in the eyes of a young man, until, until she pulls the gold casing holding a tube of blood luscious red lipstick out! She twist off the top and twist out a rising tube of lipstick called " RED BLACK HOLE POWER!" She takes out her mirror and puckers up her plumply lips, and paints them painstakingly, tenderly, lovingly! She presses them together with a little wiggle and stands back and admires them, she continues until she feels proud, she opens her mouth pouts, sexy like, then smiles. Then satisfied , she puts the lipstick away, and pulls out her eyeliner mascara, and continues painting her eyebrows, sharp exquisite method of madness lines making her more and more attractive! Then she drops the eyeliner, back in her pocket book nonchalantly and now comes out the powder puff. She powders her cheeks briskly, with flare and gusto! Then with a touch of drama, while batting her eyelids. She smiles while practicing her sexy voice lines:
" Hello, big daddy, you got something nice for mommy ? "
Satisfied with her look, she tops it off with her secret weapon perfume called, " Take No Prisoners." Now her weapons of mass destruction are at the ready! She approaches the male target of her choice and zeros on him : She is powerful, so powerful, she can take a cherry and toss it threw the walls of a battle ship!
She's transformed strong, stupefying the man, he flips flabbergasted, overwhelming his logic. Despite his superior super duper, phd IQ, he acts like a jackass, and when she uses her sexy voice and says :
" Hello, big daddy, you got something nice for mommy ? "
The male flips out , his eyeballs bugging out his head! She seduced him all right, he didn't even have chance. She leaves him limp on the floor begging 4 more and her slave forever! So the intelligent man becomes a nucklehead! Reduced to the mentality of a five year old! He has succumbed to the illusionary charms of a female. Charms that were painted on! Poor fool! He failed himself as an intellect miserably, he didn't demand empirical proof of her power he just melted like butter on toast and she ate him alive!
   So to a surface, a surface is just a stupid surface without makeup, no matter what, until it is kissed by the magic of the LIPSTICK of light. Here the application of lighting to that surface touches it, at which time it becomes transformed strong, stupefying the viewer, stupefying us. We flip flabbergasted, the light in our eyes overwhelms our logic , Despite our superior super duperIQ, we capitulate to the captivating visual experience, such is the power, the Master Artist RCPage light technologies is capable of exercising, and charming our eyes with! We witness his work and we too, R stupefied by the majesty of his lighting acumen! The technology he displays in the VAULT-1 is beauty on the level of medication to the soul and effervescent pleasant joy to the eyes! THANK YOU Master RCPage, making all this possible and sharing! Your works are all the rage!

THE VAULT-1

Immediate and enthusiastic applause , clap, clap clap, echoes bouncing off the palace walls, this magnificent palace you travel to snap this picture of the vault behind which lies mysteries of the age, is that not so RCPage, grateful we B U share this ARCHITECTURE jewelry on the fractal forums stage! Call it what you will, We can hear break in masters, swiftly coming, the hunters, bad bandits, grave robbers, and evil eye shadowy ones approaching, tools, and nasty armaments in hand, readying their explosives to blow open this dam Vault door, blow it to smithereens, but know U what we do , this vault was here in your untouchable dimension, before U were born, U just now discovered it, and a great discovery it is!
It was here before we knew it was here, before the petty robbers were called Cons, Before they had moms, before they were created, before the earth existed, before our star had light, before we know how to turn out the light, and this vault shall exist after we are gone in all of its magnificence and might one day open, who alive can say, no one, only the RCPage, and he's not giving the secret away!
And the combination is his life's algorithm, he shares not, nor the parameters with no one! Quiet he B! Secretive guy U see ! He's got to be, he holds the vaults key!
Seven days a week it took your circuitry to mentally fore-fill your passion to build, and build U, and build U you did, one hell of ' va building. One hell of ' va artistic architectural structure, composed of multi nuggeted, positive and low bas-relief indentations, multi level elevations, a wondrous example of Architectural fractology in the first order ,specifically, and without speculations!
Congratulations! And our sincere thank you for your time and for all the research and feverish mathematical inputs, the expedited results of which leaves us speechless, and thank you for your intense focus, intellect, and your patience to address calmly the delicate lighting, you know we love it when it is expertly done, and U do it to death! And we appreciate it so much, you did it with love, nothing rushed!
Your choices of coloring and the Exquisiteness of the elastic tonal ranges U employed are unquestionably astounding and beautiful.
Arise U do, in your technological era , in your age RCPage! Your time has come!

THE VAULT-1

Heres what we think : This is a dazzling architectural construction that you have put multiple times in production , great, simple yet with PCPage illuminatorial lighting powers, and technological prowess, becomes mind intriguing in its beauty. The artist intentional presentation of the parts, the artist wishes us to see and appreciate, facilitates captivation in this joyest architectural fantasy, tons of fun visually for the eye, and soul!
We C light pale blue tints, faint love purple hints, palpitating RCPage orange, helping tell the reservoir of stories yet untold!
Well, done RCPage!

COMPOSITION : The structural components in the composition : are straight forward : A symmetrical composition for the most part, with one or two asymmetric regions located in the main center rectangle. : The computer model in the painting shows a balanced image construct : demonstrating what appears to be, an ancient stereotypical religiosity edifice of undetermined earth bound tribal lineages. Nevertheless it imbues to the viewer to have inculcated reverence to an amorphous undetermined power , within and behind the confines of the VAULT structure. There something about this image thats attracting us. This picture , we sense a presence, something godlike? Spiritual like, something mystifying, something alive?
We can openly speculate what this power is, the seeming presence of an unknown entity emanating from the totality of the air volume from the vault, but we see it not, cause its cloaked in a supernatural invisibility outside of our eyes ability, but not, but not our minds sensitivity ability, to feel it, to know it. It is there, regardless of a lack of empirical proof to prove this to be true, somethings human science, currently fails 2 empower us, 2 do, miserably!
   We are aware that in our brains dark closets, yes, yes, we bring along lots and lots of naive, immature, scary [ peek a boo ] child like baggage with us unconsciously > In the case of this painting : the Vault piece , a presence of some kind of surreal invisible presence is sensed strongly, and attracts Master RCPage to depict the structures they populate, patiently and frequently. You know you are not alone viewing the construct, when U are! But it's such a pleasure 2 create them that he can't resist making them and we can't resist admiring the beauty of them forever!

THE IMAGE CONSTRUCT :
The image construct : On the surface of it, the picture shows a formidable, massive rigid structure, of architectural perfections : resembling an inner shrine within a religious temple, an enormous compound context, To give U just an idea of its size of this mental matrix context birthed, out of mathematical formulas inputs : see the tiny white square in the center of the picture with that white light on it. Well, its debatable, but elasticity in the space could be this, the dimensions of that tiny white square is a mile by a mile, now thats big as U want 2 B baby! So it gives U an idea of what we are seeing and what we're dealing with, and the power of the electronic presence in the picture! The temple : with towering sculpted surfaces, decorative pillars, within which, that resembles what RCPage's unknowingly, unconsciously sense are flying saucers space crafts configurations, that come out of his mentality and manifest themselves physically , if U are rushed, not relaxed, and not concentrating, U 2 might over look their presence too! A wise trick is to hide something right in front of your eyes and you won't see it, interesting? [ three big ones on the left of the picture frame embedded in the first column, directly displayed one above the other and on the right a similar arrangement of duplicative displays ] Two rotative search lights can be seen on top of each of the flying saucers, but at this distance they appear to look like two tiny eyes on top of each of the ships! funny right!
   As if theres a message somewhere right? Flying saucers embedded in the walls, all over the place, is somebody trying 2 tell U something? . . Hello ! Hello! Yes, yes, yes we Know! We know! Also arrays of multi faceted rectangular series of ancient looking details, surrounding more smaller collections of rectangles each of which is more ornate and beautiful than the next, beguiling ones eye as it finally comes to rest, overwhelmed by this edifice, found out of its digital cage, floating in space in the mind of RCPage! Beautiful art work, indeed Love it! Space sweet discreet! Thanks again, Wow!

LIGHTING CONSTRUCTS :
The artist gives us several spotlights colorings, intensities, or lack there off to ponder their placement and the resulting illuminatory features that grace the surfaceiality normalities of this vault depiction.
Lighting : first lets deconstruct the components of the edifice in digestible visual sections and for now, focus our attention the center section of the image where you see the main rectangle with the approximate dimensions of nine miles wide by nine miles high in to which you see a luscious elasticities of tones of orange ranges in varying intensity!
If observing object unlit then imagine checking out the center rectangle on the bottom frame structure, ok, now the placement of the spotlight at the center of the point where the frame is mitered at 45º angles on the corners and extends out to the other side of the picture frame the next miter cut of 45º but in this case the extenuation shoots out to the center of the frame and is mitered again at 90º in its center, most point closes to the observer { exactly in front of him/her! but the frame is pulled out forward towards the observer. Where you see the top point of the tip [ the color of which is the pale faded out gold colored triangle located in the center bottom ] it is here the artist placed a lamp, guessed correctly about the measure the luminous flux per unit needed, turned on the beam to focus hitting the inner top portion of the top of the rectangle ceiling, thus you see the top section drowning in soft edged wavelength weighted white light! the collateral consequences of which are the resulting shadows small at the bottom and passing over, or disregarding the structure in preterition, as the eye progresses glancing upwards, however we witness, the increase in darks shadows and the delineation of the edifices decorations to reveal its dynamic fractal geometry profile! And such a profile it is! Love it!
It's an Architectural fractologist dream! It's so bad we could scream!
   Now here is where the Master RCPage' flexes his mighty lighting muscles, heres where the magic begins, the beam on the light, hits the ceiling and bounces back down causing reverse shadows, delicate and awesome in its discreet flavors of illuminance emittance harmonic combinatorial lighting exquisities! So, you know your bad! You absolutely,blow away the art connoisseurs with this! We are blown away! What else can we say, offering this simple ovation to you! Thank you , Thank you! Beautiful, Fractaliciously ambitious ! We love it! Great exercise in Fractal Artistry of the highest algorithmic order! A DELICACY, Little blessings we appreciate like this, thx! A feast for the eye of the art lovers of any dimension! You sit at the table with the likes of Beethoven my friend! Congrats! A thousand times over, you are a very, very special lighting master!

P U Z Z L E : process> Question .
A puzzle means there is something we don't understand. Counterintuitive things. Something that U laid down, to which we frowned : not process> Question the white square photo-shoped or not? It looks beautiful, could you take a picture of it enlarged it and publish it large sized in the gallery, so we could appreciate its beauty close up? We love a mystery RCPage, engage! If you care to comment on its existence feel free to!
Now we proceed with our main inquiry :
P U Z Z L E : process> Question .
Focus U will in the center of the picture, notice the main rectangle?
Why is the top half of the center orange rectangle different then the bottom half ? The plane components are different : It is composed of a sacred orange triangle on the bottom, a pretentious ostentatious orange window frame on top with a white square inside of it that is illuminated : not a symmetrical structure but combinatorial includes asymmetrical components. Question > Shouldn't a structure that is 99% symmetrical be completely symmetrical as expected or is there a bug in the formula ?
Bug classifications : A Mandelbug (named after fractal innovator Benoît Mandelbrot) is a computer bug whose causes are so complex that its behavior appears chaotic. Bit rot bug ? Heisenbugs ? A Schroedinbug? Lady bug? Waterbug? Bed bug ? RCPage bug? RCPage bug : a nervous bug with issues, that eats and drinks and looks human, goes crazy fooling around with mathematical inputs, all hours of the night and day incessantly and can't get away, and is a bonafide registered member of the infamous fractal forums! A loose knit, tiny insular international renegade group, composed of outliers Physicists, rogue Mathematicians, Mensa members, Deviants, Geniuses, Philosophers, Architects, assortments of mad Programmers and elite mad Artists, under the sneaky, watchful eyes of the : FBI, CIA, KBG, RAW, ISI, Chinese Secret Services, Narcs cartels, Taliban, Strange Folks, Shadow governments, Bots, and free radical elements up to no good!
Interesting, very interesting indeed! Hmmmm. Hope you have a sense of humor and can take a joke too! HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO YOU!

Assessment : Architectural Fractologist and Lightologist illuminatus : detailed obsessed
Recommendation : Solve this puzzle of the first painting called Vault -1, could U, by republishing the image but enlarging just the perfect white square so we can see what mysteries unfurls there? Speaking of unfurling, The flags of magnificent colors done by you go through the casing of the colors as you our company commander departs.
Commendation : Fractologist Ambientologist Techno Artistry pièce de résistance

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PAINTING :

We would like to present to you The space colony prison. " VAULT-18". Rendered and created by The Master RCPage! in the year 2011 on earth.

see it here>http://www.fractalforums.com/gallery/vault-18/msg39127/

intro ;

No, no, why? Did you see him shopping? That car as brand new as his old one, old man. Why am I balled? Hell man , wat's, watt's up, with you dude? Wat's you looking at me fo? Don't look at me man, the barber did it, the barber did a job on your ass! No, how much is that shovel? It's not fo sale dude! I'm going to shovel it up! He exclaimed delusionally, as his hair lay on the prisons barber shops floor in side the vault. It would seem, bubble , pictures coming from the hubble, good shot, hot rocks in the universes sky? No, no ,wake up dude , you know you on, on somethin, smokin, or dreaming, what you see is what it is man, his hair lay inside the vault, and he bends down and grabs some hairs up and frantically places some back on his ball head, it falls back like dried up feathers to the prison floor dead, the crazy mans face turned red, Suddenly,crying, his time done, he yells, let me out of this place, out, out help me god dammit help me, let me out, his voice cracking, choking, his voice echoing along the iron walls, as the other inmates in the crazy house dis him, laugh , and spit on him! The Artist decided to open up the vault door, a little more, so we could savor a peek! So we can seek, whats in it! Open it, open it lets us in! Or lets us out, I been in here so long, I don't know whats life's bout! Why the hell am I here? Did I commit a sin? Is thats why I'm in? Are we not human, are we not worthy or you don't consider us devout? We demand you let us out! We demand you let us out! Open it to see another, free life outside of the vaults prison, the inmates run free, in liberty glad to see what a free way day lay, say it can't be, out of the vault looking in, It's so good to be free! Are you sure, halt? Halt, yelled the robot officer , a cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes staring out, out at you, hidden behind black sunglasses, gun in hand, I'm da man! I'am da man , he said, smirking, with one mean ass looking grin on his face! You ain't going nowhere brother!
Inside the mother vault was more vaults pretty brite and gleaming. Should be, we'd wash um down, daily! A full colored spectrum, sheen, was it vault number vault 18? : vault number 18? : vault number 18? Lying in front of your eyes in between, a brawled occurred, eyeballs plucked out lying in the dark unseen, a undivinity like environment previously unseen, Looking at the pictures center, and dead center in the colors of heat mean, the decorative shield grill holding the quadrant of fire , and us, where the like of us are not allowed to think much less bid on a chance to escape? Who said so? He did! No way, way! Not me, where constitutes the scene , this, in the mind of a stiff, who refuses, the call, plaster his heart with life's whiff, on a wall and happy, sappy , pappy no dogs, pets or kids allowed in this here prison! U free freak? Freak you too, man! If you think U'r alive, look into me said the picture, look into me said the picture, look into me said the picture.
Wicker victor, in a day of rapture But you responded in a huff, yo, know, what? I ain't got time fo dis, piss! Man I really got better things ta do Man! Not any longer from here you will not pass, in contrast glance we do at this extraordinary vault, a frosty first glance we feel like we're looking down into, flying into, a prison behind the walls , thousand of images of prisoners , falling unblocked ones in orange colored smoky smocks, our numbers printed in block letters across our chest in black! It reads : [ Prison block section 18, shoot first ask questions later ]. We've been locked away, long f**ing time! Barefoot, no socks, the floor cold as hell, as we unbelievably, march out of this hell! Free at last , free at last, thank god almighty we're free at last! Did you, did you see um ? Thousands of um! The thousands of inmates, the black ones, white out ones, fat ones, old and young ones, women ones and the inbetweennnnnnnns ones? Dey we'rent in-between when dey came in! But dey are now and dey free now too! Did ya, did ya see the legless ones, oh hell yes, they run the fastest, out of this morass in space, a one way ticket? NO ! You don't need no dam ticket , dude you gotta free pass! This is Vault -18 in the outer space prison colony, and da DOORS OPEN AT LAST FINALLY!

Heres what we think :

What we harvest visually here is the conceptuality of a sanatorium opprobrium prisoners, pretextuality superimposed, on top of this revolutionary image construct, depicting what could be the frontal view of an edifice of a space prison hub station like vault structure. The Master RCPages ideas about his vault motif series, agglomerates to its apex in this visualization of a death on wheel place beneath fluidity's window of thought, about contents of the vault, beings, humans many of them in disgraced space. Lost criminal souls, a factuality that will come to pass in time, with the human race, sending for economical reasons, prisoners to serve their time in outer space, under the tenure of robotic solutions! Evolution of which is in the planning stages!

When we open our eyes and look at the [ vault 18 ], our first thought is the awesomality structurality of this thing he puts forth before our eyes, seeing its size and magnificence leaves us utterly breathless, astounded boundlessly , this he does using his fluidity in mathematicity and supremacy of the 3D mandelbulb program, and we fall to the floor, overwhelmed by his formulaic fractal sweet as can be Artistry! Bravo Master RCPage, U DA RAGE!

IMAGE CONSTRUCT :
We see this entrance to a space portal bedecked with decorative embellishments, entrance to the portals, the security clearance of which we don't know whether we have, but with joy we gaze into the true sacred fathoms of this fractalized environment. We are looking into an armory like space structure, the experience is like that of one, that looks like a fortress, intimidating, mysterious and foreboding.
If, then option : a law enforcement center that looks like it has been here since time began and then some.
The overall basic color tone of the picture, hits us in the face right away, it's a death cold gray, numbing in its austerity, unsatisfying, and unwelcoming, we know we have overstepped our bounds and are witnessing the exterior of an eye opening comportment anger management mental facility in outer space! SHOCKINGLY, We from our perspective as a viewer, don't know whether we are looking out throughout the window of a space ship in safety or are floating in the air outside some where, will gravity drag us in? We feel funny as we begin to spin in, twirling around as we go in, down and around drawing us down, the gravitational force drawing us now powerfully out of control we, we are going down, down . . . Into the picture!
that leaves us in awe and in levels of bafflement, there are four easily spotted constructions along the picture frame, one on the top,left,right, and bottom we exercise our eyes to focus in the center of the picture and see the reddish yellow light shinning through a square that looks like an image vector illustration of seamless mendhi or vector hand designed henna-heart floral patterns in this center panel with a yellow light behind it, silhouetting the decoration!
Clever mathematical distribution of entities located at 45º degree angles from the center of picture where we see the mendhi fire gate door construct, they are awesome in appearance and these entities look like the face of Donald duck in a souped up football helmet! You see his two black eyes and large duck like mouth, he has two large square shaped gray eyebrows and on top of his ,over embellished ray beam proof helmet is a vertical tower, this entity is the centurion commanding an overview, guarding against the possibility of approaching infiltrators ability to try to rescue the inmates that dwell in this prison system vault!
We would be remiss if we did not congratulate you on the clever misbalancing of the picture frame horizontality, normally the brain, would if it had the ability to control all events , would be urging you to have the bottom picture frame plane at a flat 180º degree angle, but you chose to leave it at a 182 º degree angle! This decision is fabulous, because in real life nothing is perfect, and in fact by doing so it adds an equilibrium optical tension between the viewers pupils and the image construct, hence, then we are on alert to the experience even more, attuned even more then usual, cool! way cool, love the eye tension, its like buying an ice-cream cone and putting it to your mouth, but instead of eating it, you watch and let the sun melt it, the sensation of mental alteration point inputs, are awesome! So the picture appears a little off balanced, great tension eye ergonomics , so cool! Astounding Master RCPage, beautiful concept wise! We love your tricks!

LIGHTING CONSTRUCT :
From the left of the picture frame at a lighting trajectory of 180º degrees, Light softly flows almost in-perceptively in gray tones of bleakality except for the center of the picture , the ingenious firelight ranges of orange harmonics that kiss our eyes and breathe life in to us and comes riding to the rescue to save us spiritually! Bravo RCPage , they don't say you're the rage for nothing!

NUMEROLOGY CONCEPT PREDICTION CONSTRUCT : hypotheses only!

RCPage works in his studio in the wee hours of the night, adorning his studio walls with dozens of his paintings , he is brave , he ventures into the grid lock obscure collaboration in dimensional fractals essentially translating his all important ideas and thoughts into user friendly formulas, his formulas translated into electrical inputs into his 3D mandelbulb program, which in turn, translates throughout its independent programmed intelligence his activities into digital paintings of intimate photographic quality, born in mystery and macro investigations, into the locked vaults secrets of fractal infinities! He invites you come along in to this picture called VAULT-18
This picture means that the magnitude of its square shaped motif can take on only certain discrete values of self similar square structures throughout the picture construct, lets first see with open eyes what we are witnessing. We see a wall comprised of squares. to simply facilitate the deconstruction of the image construct, lets utilize as a crutch, for simplicity sake the picture frame which the artist fabricated, it is a square , the bottom frame of which : if we go to the center of the bottom frame, we fine a rectangle configuration construct, in the middle of the frame line with the approximate dimension of 2 miles wide by four miles high, at the top of this rectangle configuration construct, we see a head face icon ,seated atop a variant form Tetrahedron , the head face icon has configuration that resembles a gray colored cloth flatten side head turban or Kuffiyya, , under which peering out at us are his two black eyes under that we can visually discern a human skeletal bone nose construction, under which is located a open mouth with teeth in it, the teeth are composed of one vertical tooth and one horizontal tooth , encased in a muzzle, signifying that this is a muzzle placed on the mouth of a very evil vulgar man>thus then, interestingly we can see two teeth growing out from under the creatures chin, the double teeth are stabbed in a circular flatten disk to the side of which is a apparition of a pair of dopplegangers : two round headed balls with two tiny black eyeballs mysteriously staring out at our every eye movement as we proceed analyzing the image construct!
If this, then observe the icon face man's eyes have horses blinders on each side of his eyes restraining him from looking sideways, thus this means then, therefore he can only keep his black watching eyes on us, the intruder, in his pictoriality fracto locality. He considers our presence a defacto invasion of his sentinel privacy! If, then Under the chin of said entity, described as : this prisoner statue man icon is 7 co-mingling triangle football,or flying saucer shaped units attached to the line crest of the Tetrahedron trianglelized wall structures signifying the coming of creation of space ports, not one but seven in rapid succession, and below that we see four large immense triangles signifying the four quarters of the century in which new shuttles will do battle in space and the possibility of one or more destruction of said space ports. Running along the sides of the triangles are seven smaller triangle units multiplied by the four units of seven equaling =28 days add on the addition total of 7 units multiplied on the bottom of the four triangles gives us 28 additional days, together signifies 56 days before the coming! The number 56 confers compatableistical harmony but due to the nature of the brain configuration of man as currently constructed this seems a paradox, a conundrum only science will eventually rectify! If, then 2012 is a zone in that it is a leap year, and has 366 days some of which will be quite turbulent and earth changing! Musical chairs played out globally protests oriental wise you ain't seen nothing yet! On the light happy side of things, Beware on the 29th of february a female of mystical attributes baring a tattoo of a green colored fractal, will approach and ask for thy hand in matrimony. Bird populations will become disoriented as electro magnetic variances play havoc, tipping their navigational systems into chaos , they will charge at planes, and charge at the cement sidewalks thinking they have the power to fly through them! A bird will befriend you! It will be the reincarnation of a love one passed, it will be a happy time! when you see this bird, make sure to take time out of your busy day to receive it, and not to dismiss it , the lost will be yours if you do! It will carry a message!
if, then no more : options : close :
and so continuing with the picture analyzation ; as we see in these zones this manifested, the self receptive use of this major rectangle construct model, used again on the bottom, the left, the right and top frame without variations, signifying the 224th day of the year of the 12 should be watched! The 224th day august 11 a hot day like no other! Interestingly It takes 224.7 Earth days for Venus to orbit the sun, and 243 Earth days for Venus to do a spin once on its axis. That means that the day on Venus is 19 days longer than the year. In this picture construct the data relates to interpretation of a disruption in the gravitation magnetic forces altering the flow of time climatically of earth! Hence if, then a augmentation of cannibalism tendency in populations of polar bears and others as resources decline. NO don't look at your watch my friend, this is not about time in your concept of time as you think of it! This is fractals time! What we see is an array of rectangle units on the top, bottom, left and right inside a linier square configuration, and when we look into the center of the picture frame we see a grid of decorative iron works through which we see a ball of fire light illuminating from behind a grid , signifying the bars on a jail gate, access to the entrance of this gate is remediated by concentration of your mental prowess to perceive and manifest your entity inside of it. But what is the prize inside? Is it worth the effort mentally? Is it knowledge that will rid ourselves of our ignorance or is a spiritual divinity held in this place as his abode, and not wishing to be perturbed by the lowly likes of us? Is it a good divinity or gainsay contradictory one? Only fractals time will tell!
Enjoy the holidays
Enjoy the holidays
Enjoy the holidays! Gaze in peace always from the weavers! Thanks again ,we love your work, In the year of the 12, Can you exhibit more .Please ?

Our time grows pressed and we must take off again, in the mean time : admirers of RCPage : Its' time to celebrate the holidays , and wouldn't it be nice to buy one of Master RCPages works as a Holiday gift for that special honey?

REGARDING : those who would like to purchase works by RCPage : Give him a buzz! They make great gifts! Thinking of purchasing this and others , you should see some more of his stuff and contact him right away!
painting called VAULT see it here > http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=9472
Painting called VAULT 10 see it here > http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=9488

Assessment : Architectural Fractologist and Lightologist illuminatus : detailed obsessed
Recommendation : O
Commendation : Fractologist Ambientologist Techno Artistry pièce de résistance [ Fractal Forums Art Award ]

WOW! Grateful B we 2 know and treasure beauty your paintings bring 2 the Twenty-First century! Thank you RCPage, May the force B with U in your age!

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Greetings and Salutations to you : wendyvainity and to you Teena

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Hi wendyvainity :
Animator vital crusader doer of mandelbulb insanity. You got the balls racked in a triangle at the foot of the table with the 8-ball in the center of the triangle, the first ball of the rack a Mandelbulb gold in the sack, followed by brown, silver, purple, dull dark red and blue, who knew, on the footspot, a stripe ball in one corner of the rack and a solid ball in the other corner. The object mesh no can do idea is a goner! Wow girl you know how to play billiard good, just like a good lady billiard player should! Behold, the lady has legally pocketed any object ball on the break. We watch in the hall as her shot causes an earth quake! The balls rise and fall, causing shadows on the grass walls on time in kind, as breathless we wonder what next to anticipate! No referee official to watch this game needed, but Socratesse succeeded all the same, the behind the eight ball no more but in front! The eight ball wins the game! Team Mandelbulb goes insane, score tied, the team catches the ball , runs and scores as fractal lovers go wild!
What happened in the poolhall that night, it was one hell of a sight, the air was tense, the cigarette smoke smokier than usual!
Seven Billiard balls mandelbulbs set in poolroom hall in fairy land movie. Watch very carefully with both eyes her movie. Miss Wendy animator player lets cleverly the balls fall, she maneuvers the spotlights on them, she ups the anti to her fancy, she turns up the intensity to 100 and wow, spot on, every thing looks great now! You're a player the game later, You use not the pool halls long white stick to shoot but your fingers to boot, electronic inputs in betwixt on the computer keyboard game, put men to shame, girls got the fame! In the year of the 11, things will never be the same! One more, one more obstacle mystery died and gone to heaven! Grateful be we, to see you and you and you : minds working collaboratively! This is what democracy looks like!
Run south, now that the secrets out, Beamer Voxel Apple Cleaner child name Teena, The idea lady, capable of driving you crazy and leaving you in the dust, and calmly makes an apple pie mixes up the batter good, and puts you in the crust, hmmmmm taste good, she smiles a pretty smile!
Smiled for long while on the conundrum she did,she smiles and smiled until it was a conundrum no more! Heart felt thanks 2 U galore! Congratulations! Teena!

In the federation of archivable films information, we love you're presentation wendy its a sensation : demo : called Mandy Bulb.wmv done in the year 2011 on earth.
see it here> [ reply#56 ] http://www.fractalforums.com/mandelbulb-3d/voxel-image-stack-and-then-what/msg39368/

Heres what we think : The pretexutality conception construct ;

PRETEXT CONSTRUCT :
Pretext : A well conceptualize animation visual construct ; time restriction 40 seconds of none ended action of objects in perpetual motion but synchronized ; scene opens in a grotto comprised of a shallow pond were we can look into the water construct and see out the bottom of which, rises up seven rock beauties symbolizing the wonder a child enjoys when finding in the water a treasure to behold conceptually and philosophically : rising now we witness the bulbs colorings at first in subtle murky translucencies rising in actions, they rise like the phoenix bird rises again : [ A dead idea born anew of fractal objects in 3d films a dream of many, the idea not exactly new , but the how,and where with all, who knew ] : if then proceeds, whereas : Mandelbulb configurations constructions behind which you placed a color map, texture gray Green lush strands of grass, stones on the ponds shore and commendations to you for the idea of placing the gold colored fall, fallen leaves concept signifying an idea that object to mesh realization could not be done was just that a fallacy in worthless jewelry ; if, then, proceed : the music plays but to our surprise and dismay its music not :
But data speech mechanical agent only an artificial intelligent agent could mutually comfortably understand, enjoy we do regardless of the fact the words suffer from a time delayed, and if the technology is in its infancy, so what! If you take the time to adjust your eardrums, the words provide a link to a tutorial in sync for all to see!

Our eyes glaze as seven balls begin to rise out of the shallow water and rise up toward the top picture frame, the eyeball to object movement concentration mesmerizing, their ascension magically done with a touch of spice! As they discombobulate into oblivion at frame 0.06.
NEXT SCENE :
Next scene at data count frame of 0: 07. We see the seven billiard balls descending down from heaven slowly making a touch down in frame 40 where they proceed to self destruct, and dissipate, obliterating each other, gone from view. But just a word of ovation we like the way you made the balls fall forward the timing synchronization was cool! They came down as if bowing to us, nice touch,love it much! Thought it was cool! Way to go wendy thanks so much, the colorings rich and the shadow below a niche, we do thank you for your selfless donation of your time, this above all we appreciate! We do, especially with such short notice in the fall, holiday season true, but you came through, we owe U, THANKS AGAIN, become a member won't U! We love to see more of your work especially in the line of fractal investigations, again ovations and special salutations, here hoping to see more of your work miss wendyvainity, doer, and worker in the realms of Fractal insanity!

Teena : Make loopy application :
the if, then whereas : option ; comment : proceed : the XD 2.4 RENDERING PRESENTATION YOU REFFERED TO IN [ REPLY #64 ] UNDER THREADED DOCUMENTATION ENTITLED : Re : Voxel Image stack and then what?

see it here> http://www.fractalforums.com/mandelbulb-3d/voxel-image-stack-and-then-what/60/

IMAGE CONSTRUCT :

Here's what we think : Composition composed of a tubeberlar construct under the influence of magnetic flows pulling the molecular components from it base circular base circle tube base foundation, into object elasticized vein structures manipulations resembling the in affect what happens in a weightless floating outer space environment where the liquids of certain Visceral organs hold structural integrity while appearing to emanate vein like noodles hot in the pot, appeasing to the eyes, smells good too! Looks like melted butter squeezed out of toothbrush tube! Love the utilization, freshness which is in itself undifferentiated and formless and which, as the subject of change and development, receives form and becomes substance thanks to the mathematical formulas whose bidding is under your control!

COLOR CONSTRUCT :
Color construct : Keeping inline with the female chef in you, you choose Helmanss hot mustard color for the squeeze out tubular floating orbiting components, which happily zig to the right, left up, down and around, in front of the large circular in the background and then ziggle, wiggle around till we fall dizzy watching them. With this silly putty elastic "Make loopy ,"application what can one expect? Great rendering love shadow crisp, well delineated.
Thanks so much its a great piece! On the serious side, the loops correlates to civilization, the loop says : we are directionless, it is not my business, we all want to live but somebody's got to give, mankind cannot continue to despise and create havoc with one another brother, too much introspective me-ness and less -togetherness what direction shall the loopy take. What direction shall the loopy take. Watch the loopy choose our fate. Boggles the mind as you watch it curving this way and that, right? In its struggles to ascertain which direction to go in! Reminds you of yourself? Right ? The basic wave of aspirations create inventions of kindness in men. women and children, we are not chattel created solely to goto battle , but ascend the barricaded mountain devoid of misery, our home with humanity,kindness,gentleness in our heart, listen not to these who will tell you otherwise!
Be wary of the goose steppers inclinations in you , restrain, restrain restrain!

LIGHTING CONSTRUCT ; light trajectory infiltrating inward from the right of the picture frame illuminating the loopy at a 120º degree angle . encasing the ambient magnificent mustard gold tonal ranges from deep gold black to sunbrite yellow, the left of the construction the loops appear , how we should say, " er " pardon the pun, well done in the oven seeming to appear to have lost most of its life giving vital liquids and moisture, almost dried out and in some cases if the viewer focuses on the extreme left of the construct, some tubes appear to be dried out and fragile brittle! But beautiful all the same. But isn't not funny : Ergo what is in the light side of the force is always pretty in appearance compared to the darkside, shadowy side of the force, but this is not always true : Beware of appearances , appearances can be deceiving : A pretty face does not mean a pretty person!

Assessment : wendyvanity : Cool Animator illustrator Demo donator
Assessment : Teena : Innovator investigator supporter donator
Recommendation : regarding the film : Do more but with real scintillating music this time! No matter what anybody says!

HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO YOU BOTH! and may the force be with you!

Quote : How true it is from the mouth of Sockratease : " Great Fun awaits these things in the future…"

It's a day great in history, end of the inoperability of 3d obj. mesh transportability! With the downfall of this mystery, great way to start the year off, Thanks to you genius Fractal Forums members all! Progress is so beautiful! From this day forward in the year of the 11.

   The door is finally open, Let the games begin!

GREAT NEWS , WE DIDN'T HAVE TO WAIT TOO LONG TO GET THE BALL ROLLING!

Master JESSI STEPPED TO THE 3D ANIMATION PLATE HES NOT THE ONLY ONE THAT CAIN'T WAIT!
see it here > http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=9696

Let the games begin! First out the box, jessi out in front, He's a fox, who else can tie the score, as the Fractal Forums crowd goes wild in the sky box, looking, yellin ,lets see more! Whose out, whose in, as new history scores begins, hit him in the head thats what hes for, Progress is so beautiful, anxiously we want to see more!
Wow, competition rocking, crowd turns their eyes to the darkside of The Fractal Forums stadium stage, a mighty warrior out of secret molecules decloaks allows the people to see his might, oh boy, this gonna be a big fight, he picks up da bat, swings dat, and the score currently is Jessi, 50, sockratease 20, wendyivainty 40, teena an honorable mention you can feel the tension as it builds in da air every where, as the big time players make deer mooo'ves! Up next da blob, decloaking, he walks to the plate, casting a long black shadow on the baseball field, he see the pitcher, throws the ball, MANDELBULB BALL, Its bad, two hundred miles an hour fast ball, wow baby ! POW! He hits it out, he its out of da ball park, Da crowd goes wild!

Da crowd yells and screams, goes mad, it so bad, wanna bees cry, sigh, dey nat in deer race, oh my!
Blob blinks, he knows he's cool! He puts em, down some, swings his mighty bat, rata tat tat! Spits out a pict, Mandelbulb cold in da northpole, hangin, out it wit Santa, taken ah swim , in his skinneys , water looks cool on ah roll! Ripples lumpy, Crowd loves it and goes bunkers but it, but oh , oh da black umpire opens up his mouth and yells you're out, only animations allowed! Blob strikes out!

see it here> thread Re: Voxel Image stack and then what? scroll down to REPLY#79
http://www.fractalforums.com/mandelbulb-3d/voxel-image-stack-and-then-what/msg39468/
Blob, pissed, says ok, ok, maybe I didn't make a stupid movie, but I can make da greatest 3D mandelbulb still pictures swimming in da water porter! Master Jessi says, oh year! Who dat talkin fat!,take dat ,he not only knows how ta make Mandelbulb 3D movies but he also makes bomb bad still pictures too!, he spits out one just fo you!
Ah cute blue ocean in motion wit a tree floatin in it!
The crowd roars as da game gets hot, Jessi says common blob dude, show me watt more ya got?
see it here>thread Re: Voxel Image stack and then What? scroll down to REPLY #86
http://www.fractalforums.com/mandelbulb-3d/voxel-image-stack-and-then-what/msg39489/
Blob getting really pissed now thinking he gone send dis dude to da funeral home in da sky, wit blue flowers wit a note, saying adios to you where you going you gonna need a coat!
see it here> thread Re: Voxel Image stack and then What? scroll down to REPLY #87
http://www.fractalforums.com/mandelbulb-3d/voxel-image-stack-and-then-what/msg39490/

No time to bicker now as dis here lady walks onto da green stadium grass getting ready to go bat!
Oh oh, whose dat, at bat, none odder, dan bad teena, puts her foot on da baseball mound swings a home run fo fun. Crowd jumps up and down applauding, but oh oh, its da bad umpire again, the umpire says sorry honey, it ain't funny, only animations allowed, Teena strikes out! Teena fina did ah pic, wit ah chic on sumptin, flying higher dan a kite in da sky, checkin out a Mandelbulb, hiding in da grass, alast the scene is summer time sweet , it so neat, but its not an animation 2 qualify, tweet tweet!
see it here> tread Re: Voxel image stack and then what? scroll down to REPLY#82
http://www.fractalforums.com/mandelbulb-3d/voxel-image-stack-and-then-what/msg39468/

Meaner Teena says , hell wit dat umpire, what he know? Doesn't have to be animations, i'll show watt I show! I say stills are just fine and i'm gonna give that Blob a piece of mind, she gets up slowly but surely off bench and marches back in the baseball stadium mad as hell, and determined, as the crowd gives her a wild ovation, cheering loudly and wildly! The crowd rocks as she steps up to the plate, then, pow, she hit da glass mandelbulb agin so hard it begins to see ufo visions in space.

See it here> tread Re : Voxel image and then what? REPLY #89
http://www.fractalforums.com/mandelbulb-3d/voxel-image-stack-and-then-what/msg39510/
Her pic ball in da water checkin out ufo high in da sky! Gets kicked by da umpire who calls it, Teena strikes out.

Fractal Forum crowd in da stadium goes mad, and begins ta chant We want a home run, home run and da pressure mounts as nodder champion woks in to da brite sunshine in da Fractal Forums baseball stadium. He's short and slim wit a pretty grin, look left, right then spins his head 360 degrees, he takes his position as he pleases , He pulls his baseball cap low over his black eyes, squints and raises da bat, sweat dripping from his forehead, as da eyes od der world checksum him out, He breathes deep, the pitchers throws da mandelbulb ball fast ball ands POW! He swings, its ah doozy , its rising , it going up ,up holy moley, he smacks it out of da ball park too, but umpire says your through too, only animations will do! Bib strikes out!

See it here> tread Re : Voxel image and then what? REPLY #88
http://www.fractalforums.com/mandelbulb-3d/voxel-image-stack-and-then-what/msg39510/
bib spit out a pic wit not just one sticky tree in da water but more dan three!
Oh o wat da we see, sockratease oh here he be!
The stadium starts to cheer, as dey next batter comes near, he's not too tall and not too fat, and Fractal Forum crowds love em like dat! He's just right and crowd loves watt he's got, Sock, Sock da crowd chants his famous name! Dey cheers as sock da fractal baseball player walks out hot on to da field!
He strolls out tipping his baseball hat and waving to da fans, as the crowds dances in da stands,
Dey grows anxious as dey stare down from the sky box, as sock, makes his way to deer plate! A fan yells, go get em sock, we cain't wait, Da sun high in da sky shines down hot as da sock bakes! Umpire snarls out at him, Wat U got? Sockratrease ain't saying, as he approaches da plate on time , not late, his aluminum bat self made, He stands strong looks long as, da pitchers looks at him back, pitchers spits to da left, signals to da catcher in mode bold cold code, dan suddenly faster dan da eye can see he lets da mandelbulb ball sail fast free! Will the Sock hit it or miss it? Will da pitcher strike out da sock?
Ain't nobody gonna strike out da sock, no body, yells sockratease . Here comes da pitch and boom , he smack it , it's going up, the crowd roars dancing in the stadium as the Mandelbulb ball streaks up by the Sock! Socks says I'm da man, AH KNOWS watt ah got!
The crowd loves it and goes nuts and he hits ah home run, son as gun lays down his goodies : Watt he got? Sock got, a pic and what every body waited for wit anticipation an animation worthy of ovation, Da umpires mouth is shut, as he looks at watt socks got! Not just a good movie, but great pic too! A still, shows a scene in a fancy restaurant ,showing 3 plates or dishes , on da left a tiny gray Mandelbulb sitting pretty in a white dinner plate, in da center of da pic a pair of antelopes horns wit a fancy mandelbulb gold colored clock, on da right a loopy tubey in erpple purple sittin in a plate too, looking brand new, Da movie you gotta see, The sock made a flick showing psychedelic fascinations right out of socks imagination, crowds cheers, applause, da crowd can't get enough, as the sock shows his stuff,
Da baseball game score is blown wide open just as sockratease was hopin, his score creeps up, score currently Sockratease 42, wendy vanity 40, Jessy 50, where dis hot game will go, nobody knows! See wat he's got!

see it here> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PzlClSkRUNA&feature=player_embedded#!

score currently Sockratease 42, wendy vanity 40, Jessy 50,

Suddenly da sun went behind a cloud as the crowd went wild, heres comes a nod der fella, a shadowy cloud blew in wit a cold wind and mysterious player woks in on ta baseball field, oh this game is hot, to hot to trot! Sthings are fluid! Dis baseball player dressed in pinstripes, woks, and woks n ta spot light shinin down on da plate, umpire watching, pitcher pitchen, the ball is thrown da player cold, says wooo ,but he doesn't have a bat? Strike one just like dat, player blinks looks down den up, chewing on his tobackey, spits in da air and pulls out of his fair back pocket

ah inflateable brown colored bat, just like dat!

Da umpire didn't see dat luckily!

The pitcher wines up his arm alarm, wines it around , throws it close to da ground and holy cow, would ya believe it, pitched high, he bats it, in da sky, the crowd roars oh my, yelling we want more, and Umpire mouth is shut,as he scratches his but, he don't know much, about dis batter , Whitaker known as bad dude who bites pit bulls fo fun, one son of gun, and Watts U got asked the umpire in a huff as Whitaker shows his bad animation is hot stuff, a dancing ladies earring, blue on her good side and silver on her backside flying in da middle of deer screen he makes ahh hit and scores, deer score right now, Sockratease 42, wendyvainty 40 , jessi 50 and whitaker 5, he full o' jive, but he says warning, dis ain't nut thanggg, I'll be back! I'll be back !Just y'all vvawait!
see it here> Tread: Voxel image stack and then what? scroll down to REPLY# 97

see it here >http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yRfCPoI2RX8&feature=player_embedded

Sockratease 42, wendyvainty 40 , jessi 50 and whitaker 5,
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yRfCPoI2RX8&feature=player_embedded

Who dat wok'can past da Fractal Forums Team? Its none od der, dan da Fractal Forums queen, back to try ta get over on dey stupid Umpire again! Can she ? We'll see, as Teena tips toes quickly out in da front of the batters plate, does a funny tumblesaute on der plate now ready as freddy she eyes da incoming fast ball! Wait, trying ta hide from da Umpires Crossed eyes, Da girl puts on a hurting on dat bat , and as the pitch is thrown, she is on her own smack, smack, smack ,ha, ha, ha!
She flats punts it too, but da Umpire upper jaws drops open wide shownin, his missing teeth an yells your through too, Teena stikes out! A still picture won't do! Girls burning ships on firer be shootan at ah ufo higher!
see it here> thread Re: Voxel image stack and then what? REPLY #99
http://www.fractalforums.com/mandelbulb-3d/voxel-image-stack-and-then-what/msg39629/

Wooooooo! Da temperature on the horizon was a rising as the shadow of ah new player walks, walks and walks some more, toward da the base ball plate, he is not ya typical type of player, oh nooo, this be, the crowd quiet, till one drunk yells who da hell are you? The baseball player reaches ever so slowly into his pocket and pulls out a black squirrel with a dog tag around its tiny neck reads da name "Don Whitaker-rocket " on it, and lets it run free! Suddenly da crowd recognizes whose he, he smiles pulls out of his od der pocket his baseball bat and hat, the tension not too mention was a getting hotter, as the pitcher watched this boys every move! Stinking to himself : I will strike dis boy out, that is exactly what I Stinks! I stinks the time has, come for this bony to go back homey, no way he can't hit no home run, dan, dan, instantly he threw it, faster dan a human eye could see, the mandelbulb fastball, the batter, quietly as death raised up da bat faster than hot lighting was bitting, and pow, pow powwow hit that mother out, saying, see this is watt life's bout! The crowds reaction was fascination, let out a big ass roar, cheer' and, was it what they were anticipating?
Wo boy, let it be told, up she rose, up she flew up, up., up den down she came and the pitcher caught it! Fool ya didn't I boy? The nasty picky pitcher smiled an smirked like da badass jerk he be! Foul ball, yells out da umpire nasty! Da man cain't under stand this pitcher man, but he's squints his eyes and gets ready for the next pitch and da picky pitcher, pitches and oh boy! This time da boy hits, its out of the ballpark, gone, oh year it's a home rummmm! Da crowd yells hooray! Da umpire snarls at him asking, hum Watt ya got? I got animation, answered DonWhitaker–looking him with da face of a happy baker, politely!
He drew a line in da sand! Made a tutorial to show he was da man!
he makes a hit and scores! The score right now, Sockratease 42, wendyvainty 40 , jessi 50 and whitaker 45,
thread ; Objects made with M3D Voxel Stacks
The man went to school, he ain't no fool, and spit in da umpires face, he had animation called 3d fractal ZBrush Turntables, he had fun cavorting in the sun, in the animation he had a mandelbulb ball rotating round and round ,next minute it turns into a ear of dark green pig, next, it turns into a nobby ball, snowflake tall, green potato chips, shiny bronze pill, insect made of lettuce leaves, next one, this is what your brain looks like on cheese, finally it fades into the darkness as the umpire jealously yelled, so what? What else ya got?
see it here>http://www.fractalforums.com/movies-showcase-(rate-my-movie)/objects-made-with-with-m3d-voxel-stacks/msg41238/

Let the games begin! First out the box, Jessi out in front, He's a fox, But, it is he too, who must obey the base ball games law, only movies, will the umpire accept so you won't break the law!
but jessi says watch me, I can pull a fast one, I'll used my magic powers, and tell the umpire, this still picture called ,"Displacement " is really a movie and he magically believe me, and I raise my score galore, ha aha, aha ha !
But, the sneaky dog umpire, saw jessi coming, and raised up his," anti magic shield" and Jessi's magic failed, Strike OUT! Yelled out, the fat Umpire, smiling, as Jessi crawled off the baseball-field! Score, stays the same, till somebody brings in a 3d voxel cool movie, who, oh who will that someone be?
Displacement by jessi, 123 see it here >http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=10542
SCORE : Sockratease 42, wendyvainty 40 , jessi 50 and whitaker 45,

The score, is almost tied, as the Fractal Forums crowd goes wild in the sky box, looking, yellin ,lets see more! Whose out, whose in, as new history scores begins, hit him in the head thats what he's for, Progress is so beautiful, anxiously we want to see more! seems, it creams it, DarkBeams it do he do, lets say hey as the umpired snarls ,"So what?". "What else t you got?" Score gets almost tied now that Darkbeam tried! Cool work emancipated orangalities amorphesities femalities entitled ,"Alexander horned sphere."
see it here> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pe2mnrLUYFU&feature=player_embedded
SCORE : Sockratease 42, wendyvainty 40 , jessi 50 and whitaker 45, DarkBeam 48

The game was called off, but the baseball fans revolted, and said no, and so the game was on again and a shadow came onto the field of dreams, umpire said what you got? The pitcher pitched the ball, and it was none other than a baseball player with the nick name sin-ru, who stepped up to the plate in red, white and blue! smiled and said hi mates!
Then it got quiet, and he blinked as the knuckle ball was thrown by the pitcher and bow, pow he hit the ball, a knuckle n ballot of the ballpark, was not alarm! and umpire said so what!

SCORE : Sockratease 42, wendyvainty 40 , jessi 50 and whitaker 45, DarkBeam 48, sion_ru 49.50

see it here >http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q4c9-LRISsQ&feature=player_embedded

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SION-RU, a Baseball player who came out of the blue!
He was outside, but not anymore, onto the stadium field of dreams he walked, the Baseball fans at first new him not, but when he got to the plate, he made a home run hit, that was fun, and Umpire yelled : So what, what else do you got?

but his play was knowledge based, and generous too, For he teaches, few baseball players are professors pedagogically inclined too, and he is winner!
[ Seconds into scene at 0:28 ] He shows a atom core mandelbrot geometrousity, inside a transparent glass like liquid shield, and shows how to make the shield discombobulate and structurally self destroy it self, and uses a carousal effect making it go rotating around and around, then
[ Seconds into scene at 1:00 ] He goes into a zone of blue colored mentalized structuralities, manifesting in the moon light of universe, where abundances of stars flirt, with the moon light as a backdrop!

The team owner, George Steinbrenner, who rebuilt the New York Yankees into a sports empire wants to hire him for the yankees, want to learn see his work!

See his work : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=reCXsppsAfA&feature=player_embedded#!

SCORE : Sockratease 42, wendyvainty 40 , jessi 50 and whitaker 45, DarkBeam 48, sion_ru 49.51.001

Weavers , Weavers what weavers thee?

We who speak silly flibbertigibbet can speak serious too, We speak to humanities selected powerful few!

To the clueless reader of this, who don't understand, worry not dear reader you are innocent man, we don't speak to you. But there those who do! It is to them we speak to! Pre embryonic states. Story that yet to be told, enfold emergent cloaked, because thou art not ready! Now when we grow up we'd remember our virtuous pure innocents!

Now its fun time play, play, play and we are in kindergarden yes its true, but a word to those watching us outside of the ff Anew, we can sense you!

If ye want to complain about what assets is 3dmandelbulb attainable, weary thou, of the mandelbulb!

It was its own fracto locality environment perturbed , penetrated, thous humans hasth, breached, it did not breached yours, thus then causality rally dictated its freedom lust cause? Mathematically of course? Inauguration of any magistrate, decisions made within the people’s assembly neural chemically , required a positive auspicium pray not vitiate, known prone the use of auspices as a means to decipher the will of the universes culture ,wisdoms of the earths not taught, past forgotten rotten must be, consuls Lex Ogulnia updated to fractal jurisdiction benediction positively reality of the now, no need of a king Hortensius like return but burn questions of doubt what thy world is about? And can dumb down civilizations acknowledge fractal laws or decipher, the universalities contained similar stipulations Less commit thous the same mistake not once, twice but trice? 15th parallel bovid meridian universes fate?

Will man not learn or fail to discern, who he is and his responsibility to his mates?

The perception of the world is in a mess,blame the politicians is the easy way out you guess! Who elected or allowed them and their dictator brethren to rise and to be, was Y O U! If the truth hurts it should! Its karma manifested into Other worldliness, otherness connotes proprietary reality looking wakening in on us. Tongue-tied, into the brain encased higher fidelities, in higher logarithms exponent functions of the trillion neurons, plus trillions of synapses, in the billions of cells of the brain form neural circuits, that generate an organism's perception of the world ,thats all it is a perception, you know this and so do we.

That is why we're here you see. What you try to do about it, is what we watch to see! Its called, less you forget : the brain is a simulator, a unique fractal self similar contained brain universe, explains things not in words humans speak, but in many respects, in its own magic speak. Decrypted says simply from the dark side of the force stay away!

It's here you mustsant play!

Earthly Pharmaceutical Military Complex medical licensed and unlicensed practitioners best heed this warning : Ignorance of The Universal Fractal Laws, is no excuse, no longing! Simulate, simulate bakers man, be careful what you simulate man, man man!

[Scientists, We speak to you directly now, for it is your hands the world must place its trust! You will be approached with unlimited money, we understand you must earn a living but don't sellout mankind for this giving! One thing is to let the cat out of the box, it's quite another to put it back in! Curiosity killed the cat! The cat only has a limited amount of lives!

Somebodies, don't understand the implications of your actions, are your best globalwelfare set aside by power and money? To pursue, involuntary psychedelic stimuli sanctioned by a few, unsantioned by the worlds many?
And speaking of Corporatocracies : Corporatocracies are not only fragile greedasotically but emotionally compromised. Out of both of your babies front teeth in these new areas of psychological pursuits : Curiosity and Exploratory acumen of

[ 1 ] the brain imprint and wireless neural body to body transportation and

[ 2 ] Phantom pain redistribution technologies. ]
Yes, be it known onto you, when we leave , we will still be here! You watch us and we watch you! Play the game on the good side and mankind will come out a winner!

We end our visit now, but we'll be back!



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[ Ergo fractal may come to reside within it self, in comfortable self similarities of it self, unchallenged by time and thus fractalized eternally into similar self infinities indefinitely. ]

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BIB993 Master of Light, Creator of " Weird planet II and CPU 3D Fractal Zoom- Spiral Motions "

Today we like to honor this Artist :

Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations to you Master BIB993
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FRACTOLOGIC FRACTAL FORUM FILM REVIEW :
This flick is about the mysteries of The Fractal that baffle the souls and minds of men : It's a charge, offers great kicks, blasting off at a theater near you! A Space riders Delight! One you don't want to miss for its atmosphere and mind altering run in the 4d fun :
We like to present to you the film entitled : " Weird Planet II " created and rendered by the Master BIB993 in the year 2011 on Earth!

Technically >M-set of a rotated Mandelbox.

NOTE , NOTE! if you have difficulty seeing this film on the forum just type in the title [ Weird Planet II ] on google and it will display flawlessly enjoy!

see it here> http://www.fractalforums.com/movies-showcase-(rate-my-movie)/weird-planet-ii/

see it here youtube > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=APsLfpfDGOI&feature=player_embedded

PLOT COMPOSITION : The plot theme is that of a flight into the bosom, unfathomable depths of the 3d Mandelbulb
WORLD OF THE GODS OF SPACE,
looking on a planet where only deities tread, looking pretty in the designation of a fracto locality on the outskirts of space in fractal time! Its does this with music in the background, as we do lot of spins twirls back flips and subtle soft landings in the world that only ultra high algorithmic mathematical formulas can create! These secret formulas are in the traditions of great cuisine and chefs through out the world , held close to the vest of the artist, it's his personal treasure, they are called Parameters. Some artist give their parameters away, others would kill to keep them secret ! If you were a Architectologist Fractologist what would you do? The formula that the Master Bib used is slick and mysterfying ! Hope you enjoy it too! This is what democracy looks like high on math! Enjoy!

RECOMMENDATION ; It would a crime to miss it! AN EXCELLENT PIECE THANKS BIB! YO DA MAN!

CONCEPT CONSTRUCTION ; VIEWER IMMERSION ; viewer experiences stimulative ergonomic immersion psychologically projecting himself visually forward around , down and zooming in a spinning planet ground on the beaches playground o the gods! And this holy sand where for the life of man, no human foot prints can be found, not a one! Oh glory be the story, when we too can say we have landed and stepped there too and utter proudly :

"that's one small step for man; one giant leap for mankind."

Historic, ambitious dream, to walk on this land out of the mind of Master Fractal Forum Artist BIB993 he be an artist, investigator, fractal art maker instigator, elevator world creator sayer and inker of words yet languages can nought pronounce but pounced Master BIB996 did, not in words but in deeds with pictures creating the ultimate mind to eye space trip, quips a god on seeing his movie, where oh where think be he to invade without assign nest our land setting aside for basking, did he not see the sign that read no trespassing? Woo, said BIB993. Please excuse me! The language of the gods is unfamiliar to me, please excuse ME! That said he went on filming and thanks to his bravery, we sit here today, watching in awe this film in all its glory, beacon dear heart , notice this, the mans excellent taste of music too! His skill rose to the occasion selecting the setting of the tone with the right music not the wrong, gone strong it will, in the hearts and minds and souls of men forever. In syncopation of the sound with image on the fly creating a treasure in ones eye! Now and forever then let its freedom ring as the movie lets us in backward in reverse, upward and around to the full musicality accompaniment of dazzling crescendos of tone setting music by classical masters with ambiance and hypnotic symphonic wizardry, with chilling vocals beaconing us to come on along and sing along if we dare we stare in amazement at this unfurling picture story, this way and that, as we fall helplessly off into the fractal depths of this mysterious movie! Its a trip and a half worth taking, and one you will remember and we highly recommend it and offer a well deserved applause, we humbly offer to the Artist BIB993 for not only making it, but making it possible for us to witness it!

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It was a day like no other, just another flick we thought at first but no! As the fractal VIDEO SHOW, began ,the beginning of the music the sounds and images rushed into our head and said welcome into a world like no other brother, hooked we had no choice to open up wide our eyes as we flew inside, no place to die or hide, everything swirling around flashes of white light. Our first thought woo is me! Can i believe what my own eyes see, it this possible? No,no way, immediately we begun to spin and found our selves being drawn in to the world of Maestro Bib993, Artists extrodinaire, creator of fractalious movie creations in 4th dimensional architectural elevations, worth all your ovations with flair, assemblages in omega fluctuations outputs out of our higher sense, thrust frontward and back, like a heart attack we watched in awe, the unfurling of the film and its musical score!
Boom the roar of the drums, music score another boom that shakes the room, sitting on the edge our eyes watching out for more, each frame a killer!
As the door breached wider open we the viewer were allowed to enter, timid at first we watched the world of his world a master full stimulations drawing us in down in the pores of these monuments, down in the pores of this thing with valleys and crevices that sing, and tombs that go deep down in. We feel like we are in the center of a whirlwind composed of hot steam but its not, its walls talls, plateaus floors that drop down and under! A wonder! A tripping, not fibbing we fall down, down down, gasping for air in the pleasure of visual ecstasy in this, place this master artist has taken us there, then,up, then back. Then we drop into a twist and fall upward two miles a second like looking down at heaven, this place as the music goes on and on, as we are forced by the might of great imagery to hold out our breath and spiral around out of control, we spin two hundred times around, around and land on the tongue of a 3D mountain.
This is food for the eyes of the wise to become wiser, learning things this new mans world as the artist lets go of our hand. We bemoan, scared year, frighten ,think so, retreat no, we slide into the magical picture alone below, we fall following the trajectory of the flying eye into this world becoming wiser and designation, we yell out in anticipation, ovation spacitation flactalation spiral sensation, help we wish not, we experience the floatations and when we hear music and voices of the choir, Its the zod of the Gods, we gasp speechless and thunderstruck, its so over our head we fall out of bed and time, we experience this world going in and of it higher and higher! The choir could be heard in perfect accompaniment as the opening beginning of the movie spaced onto the screen in a burst of light clues our eyes to its might sight with delight, stood we did paralyzed, yes, able to think right for our selves, no, unable or unwilling to let go of what little sanity we had, oh no, in front amazement this other worlds doors! The film cunningly design shows its fulcrum, threw us awesome, opened to its cinematic doors and we the viewer are floored and amazed by its totality, otherworldliness, reality stupefied we eye all, till breathless again we fall!
Now we feel as if we find ourselves feeling as though we are inside the movies parts, in his mind danger ridden dark arts, on a wild unstoppable wild ride, no guide, right left above and every where swirl around first the monuments of gold colored stones, a million miles high, it flies past we appear to be flying upward and looking backward at the same time, a nice artistic trick by the master climatic artist Master BIB993. He does what magicians always do, with a wave of his hands the islands of monuments spin around thus then it is his art, his command! The excitement slows down only and when he says so, then spins like a top, this the magic bib got, we fall into the depth of the movie free in a world apart, then pow we slow down in slow motion as our head spirals around a thousand times and lands gently on the tongue of the gods of stone seated on a throne! Wow! We demand a replay please?

FILM IDEA CONSTRUCT :

[ The films Idea or construction of the film concept is called its pretexturality and was use to ] [ Utilize the 3D Mandelbulb program to create ]
an interesting looking Fractal monumental entity for the purpose of exploratory zoomadic investigations by the 3D Architectologist Artist researcher!
The resultant efforts achieved were to fluctuate it, in and out, with magnetic multitudenal rotations with sub routines with adroit rotational variances in full zoomibility fluxes oscillating fast enough to cause vibrational optimality optical impulses in the brain of the viewer witnessing the film to its neurotransmitters with light visual engagements transferred visually through the use of the film or video or digitals video engagements with the viewers cortex assorting all imagery audio data sets, igniting harmonic optical illusions in wavevonic circuitries facilitating iterative simulations of said impulses of the brain of the viewer thus registering reactions of feelings of falling backward and frontwards and being intermixed reactively in the zooms oweing to intentional contrived multi velocities due to the spirals in the film. The viewer becomes mesmerize transfixed, especially if said viewer is a witness of said visual event for the first time in his or her life!
   Film duration 3:34 seconds
BRAKE DOWN : Analysis :
Film opens : First frame with a burst of sposmatic yellow flash! Musicality ensues : Five warning notes is heard, sounding like this :dan,dan , dan, dan dan! We know trouble is coming!
Portal opens door over horizon spits us out onto the planet scape, pushed inward!
We gasp at seeing the impossible, the impossible attacks us. We want to run no option! scene gets realer, feeler!
Circumferential magnetism take over, our jaw drops in awe. Manifestation experience as our mind to brain falls back in dis belief,

[ in frame count in seconds : 0:06 second into film ] We see a landscape like no other , a beach with no ocean but the ocean of space, sands with no people the amorphous entities the size of buildings rise up to the sky, we swivel around then to take a good look and begin writing a book! Dam sam, it it, is it looking at me? Or am I looking at it?
[ In frame count in seconds : 0:30 ] we see in the front of screen a pyramid riddled with holds where the dead warriors sleep in above ground catacombs,their time of battles done, they're buried but not dead from the black hole they start staring out at us as us stare at them!
[ In frame count in seconds : 0:47 ] We see a black pine apple with mysterious power rising up in the sky it looks at us and we at it, then pow,it turns its back on us we are not worthy to look into eyes, we feel shamed it rushes away saying go away! The music pauses on the singing of La, La, La, Alelouya!
[ in frame count in seconds : 1:13 ] a black crescent moon is seeing it self chained down to the ground by a nasty chain, It is juxtaposed against a purple colored light with might that makes it resemble a child flying a cosmic kite in frame 1:20 it turns into the bumpy acned breast nipple, signifying we are but little babies in need of nurturing! It then, turns as the movie starts again, It begins to discombobulate but quickly regains its composure! And proceeds to morph back into the black crescent moon [ in frame second 1:38 ]the trumpets roar for more the ladies in the choir in the background vocal sing louder ah ah ahhhhhhhh la la la laaaaa la Alelouya!
[ in frame count in seconds : 1:55 ] the crescent moon rotates in slow motion and shape shifts into a black shiny row boat and moves towards us as if saying come aboard small friend, don't be afraid we welcome you to come in, fearful we say no and let it go watching as it disappears again merging with the sand back in the bosom that time forgot leaving with our lives and grateful we be to see its majesty!
[ in frame count in seconds : 2:00 ] we are flung backward as the land from under us leaves us behind twirls in to ball doll and spins toward the left, a series of hot pancakes flipping over flies over toward the left landing temptingly before our eyes in
[ frame count in seconds 2:12 ] indication that its true, the gods wish to feed us so we can come live with them again we refuse fearful of that which we might lose! Then to our surprise . .They turn its back on us again, insulted at our refusal of its camaraderie and begins to depart , its movement is classical high art and musicality rally in masterfully sassiness as the choir chimes in !
[ in frame count in seconds : 2:23 ] They move away now we can see the planet is not a planet but a manifestation of cosmicality in the realm of another reality we pause stare ask our selves from where this thing appears in the rear of mans mind in kind we witness a light as heaven nice day with amorphous entity of plenty in front of our eyes, it is colored in saturated yellow toned cone structures with black foam bubbling on top of it, It's morphing enjoy its brief stay with us as it turns away, as if saying we'll be back another day as it slowly goes away but it sticks out its big bad yellow tongue wags it then proceeds to disappear

[frame count in second 2:23 ] A lady sings a fine Alelouya as it proceeds to turn into the shape of a human heart with whole in its left ventricle pounding mightily as it bads us farewell The heart is the symbol of love, it loves us and wants us to visit again!
[ frame count in seconds 2:43 ]
[ in frame count in seconds : 3:19 ] The world turns turns around and around into a round ball entity slowly rises up to the sky its an eyeball observing us, it falls down to right of the screen in a ball of white light leaving us immobilized and brain inert, lighted headed we cain't breathe, we give our selves C P R and dizzy headedly watch in amazement this falling star as the choir sings and the musics pour in reminding us this is not the end, this is only the beginning, pleased enthused we suck in air we are breathing again, again alive and aware, thanks the heavens for letting us see this art, the glory of time and gustatory exteroceptors gods given that made it possible to witness all of this. Oh pray tell may we enjoy this mark in honor and remembrance of A.C. Clarke! Go ye mathematician in the firmaments in peace! The film comes to a dramatic conclusion at [ frame count in seconds 3:34] as singers sing Amen, amen! THE END

What we see is 1 :
oscillating in rapid succession begins a transactional stimulus of wide ranging visual stimulations with tactile electronic pulses to brain to mind causing minute transitory psychosis stimuli in the realms of psychedelic pattern transfers causing a harmonious stimulatingly gratifying hypnotic impulses in the lining of the optical nerve of the viewer as the viewer imagines him/ herself seemingly falls into the pictures depth which in turn immobilizes his / her essences temporarily in delusions of chaotic ecstasy enhancing the brain to mind interface agreeably thus providing entertainment to the mind to brain construct as defined by interchanging pictoriality fracto localities displays and their self similarity which, then emerge and, then morphs and re emerges self similarly endlessly causing employment of neural chemical releases that gratify enjoyment and bewilderment centers in the mind of the viewer. These pictoriality arrangements constitutes the pattern of self similar shapes continuing till these arrays in the numbers composing the formula initiating a subtle changes in the iteration redistribution of the construct image wise to enable them to ascend to other mental stimulations levels, in the mind, thus making the viewer observer experience sensations of beautification, in the magnificent visual assemblages of images flashing before him in quick succession in arrays of self similar manifestations rendering happy pleasant experiences in the mind of the viewer participant and augmenting his Primal curiosity! We say Primal because said fractal is at the root human to, and we too have self similar fractals in our DNA as well as our nervous systems Syncopated bipedal makeup for locomotion as well as other struturalities!
The affect is overwhelming for the viewer be it him/her momentarily, The viewer is baffled why he/ her is bewilder by this unique presentation albeit not unique but such rapid amorphous movements with functional biological purpose in minute structures are happening billions of times cellularly in the blood stream of humans on the subatomic levels ! Math is math it is the supreme power large or small!
The effect is well designed by the artist and its affect stimulative and successful as thought from the mind to provinces of the brain to its extreme Mandelbulb manipulations, as these images idea concepts get translated again and again into input interfaces with the 3D Mandelbuld program as its outputs displays are executed!
The film is comprise of a M set Mandedlbox structures in the center of the screen, that bolt to and fro, its construction shows for the most part combinatorial symmetrical arrangements, these then burst fort toward the viewer in rapid succession in harmonious structurality and if well render by the Artist therapist who has studied well and is an experienced Certified Fractal Forums Fractal Architectologist with a don for rendering acumen, it is seen in all of its beauty with unrestrained clarity.

What we see 2 :
We move to morphed complexes as mathematical algorithm strikes hyperbolic-breathtakingly celestial images of giant monuments whiz pass us some heading for us!
The artist injects color theme definities describes [ a] light gold sub tonalities , light blue accents , pale blue pale faded orange juxtapose dead white background construct, manifestation continues out coming toward observer, impression bewilderment on secondary optical impute in the cortex, mind to brain component adapting and pre-conceptualizing the thought patterns mental conceptions, recourses electrical stimuli the artist mind configurations themes chaos is inverting intentionally with volatility patterns connection flux digital realizations , contracting and expanding and zooming in and zooming out, in detailed emergent optics ,pupil dilates trembling as our inner cellular constructs get inundated vitreous gels get heated up as the temperature is raised, spits upside down reverse mirror image constructs for analysis and retina gestation packages up in the nerve fibers, bundles patternized pixel colorized fracto image impression data sets for transportation into the optic nerve pathways to the brain to mind interface laced with joy at seeing this toy to the eye on the fly we tremble with excitement addicted as endorphins flushes and increase availability of peptides heightening alertness, and strengthening our resolve in us now to learn and see more of the glory movie which gets translated from his brain to ours digitalized in the visual film displayed,
detailed emergent as logarithm fluxes Vector Magnitudenally, undulates iteratively as the artist goes ahead intentionally adding more power augments inputs to deep drive camera into its hidden puddles of fracto localities in the inner sanctum of the fractal [ state ], resulting in states of beautiful chaos prefacing executive monument stone like mountains heaving to and fro, clearly in full resolution, structures keep their integrity, despite twist and turns backwards and forward movements, immersion of zoom manifestation outputs continue along state as we zoom entering into deeper and deeper levels of the zoom. [artist who is in total control in others words he is in the drivers seat color and lighting wise, [ lets expand on this technology for the clarification of the first time fractal viewer] [ in other words to give you an idea of what is happening outside of your purview the 3d mandelbulb movie format operates in and outside the mind of the artists, he gives the car gas, the gas we speak of is his secret mathematical formula into 3D Mandelbulb application program, then he activates a steering wheel in the program and away he goes driving it just the way the viewer see it, but all these things the viewer sees he saw first, and it is he that choses which corner to turn left on and which street to stop on and when to put the car in reverse, and when to slow it down and how many turns the roller coaster is to make, get it ! ] Good lets continue with the analysis, its beautiful to be inside his head isn't it!
The Artist here shows a proclivity to enhance utilizations of pale orange to gold, the purpose are unknown, orange choices of color them concept wise are unknown all we know is its looks awesome! Color harmony effect connective, proceeding with analyzation, the background shows emergent development of structural inner circle circumferences, now entering inner space states that disappear as the wall of orbit recursive points crash out of view, as we jump in the squares changing display subtle weak tonalities of grayed down orange hints of tints from orange to white and all the while brite is the fact that the great music is just a roaring ingeniously in the background like the crown jewel of artistry, bravo MASTER BIB, we love your crib! The music seems bewitched in that its sounds seem to have affix them selves so well to the accompaniment of the movie as it goes loud and soft as the images go big and small in harmony, it goes in then out and in again fluxing the optical circuits teasing masterful optic anti Syncopation constructions in the reverse planes to the optical and audio recording constructs blending the experience within the eye and ear before being transferred as data 3dm sets to the brain for further analyzing, then covered, we switch to mental adaptation in the mind lending credence endomorphic activity defined by the mind as pleasing as the film proceeds, in out recede themes input in the program begin to manifest outside and inside the chambers of the upper exteriorities of sensations feelings centers of the mind constructing a final result of audio and eyeball happiness to the max, good job bib! yo da man! THANK you bib, this distraction to our satisfaction, a discreet interaction opening up our future dialectic about the astonishing trajectory of fractal art to come! Thank you again, please show more!

FF TREAD SEE IT HERE > http://www.fractalforums.com/movies-showcase-(rate-my-movie)/weird-planet-ii/

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Film 2

FRACTOLOGIC FRACTAL FORUM FILM REVIEW :
This flick is about the fly over view of a hot planet but this is no ordinary planet, nope, this bad boy is one of upcoming type of robotize planets that are set to function in outer space for the benefit of earth inhabitants because the fuels that is lets loose in the atmosphere are deleterious to humans physiology, thus this technology is relegated to space outpost production!
: The film rocks with catchy rock beat, that grabs you by the seat, real neat aerial shots! Check it out and enjoy the high dive spins into the center of industrial secret joint, don't point, just enjoy the trip! Its hot off the rocket at a theater near you! Another Space riders Delight! Circuit board lovers got you covered this time :

We like to present to you the film entitled : " CPU 3D Fractal Zoom- Spiral Motions " created and rendered by the Master BIB993 in the year 2012 on earth!
Technical construct make up is called a : M-set of a rotated Mandelbox >SierpHilbert + _reciprocalX2
NOTE, NOTE! if you have difficulty seeing this film on the forum just type in the title [ CPU 3D Fractal Zoom- Spiral Motions ] on google and it will display flawlessly enjoy!

see it here > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hNeMM9itRVA&feature=player_embedded



PLOT COMPOSITION : The plot theme is that of investigative high aerial flight around a metal fabricated planet by a un named corporatocratic mischievous enterprise!, We take a long slow motion glide down , knowing we as intruders are hoping we don't get shot down, but bravely we proceed with cunning as we fly our ship down, down to the secret core in the dark of mankind special off limits places in the oasis of the hidden and the forbidden in the bads boys wild side businesses they don't want you to see, take a trip, we must admit it's a joy ride for nosey investigators be they small fry and old in the tooth alike, cheers! Another aspect of depths of the 3d Mandelbulb industrialized world of outer space, looking on a planet where only black market bigwigs dare to tread, it looks pretty when you're high up in the air, but if you dare set your ship down there and land it would be the last time man!
Its just one more example of yet another one of those persona non grata fracto localities on the outskirts of space in fractal time! But the flight swings hot, thanks to great down beats , treats, music rocking sweet in the background as we do lot of rotative swings! Do we land ? Well, we won't tell you that buddy. What do you think? Watch the flick and see! This movie is done with the 3D Mandelbulb application and a bunch of his top secret formulas that are something else, and that Master BiB993 got the stack! Hows about that , now lets check out this bad flick! And rackkum back like a heart attack!

intro

You work in sanitation, but your out of work cause you turned down an invitation to go to work in an outer space sanitation recycling facility, thats where the jobs are so you feel funny, no money so you turn the tube on and input the new job local, where they want to send you. This film pops up! You want to see whats its like. What you see right off the bat, it's a cool looking habitat, but no women, long hours and millions of miles from home, you'll be an old man with a balled dome by the time you return back to earth, if you ever do. So you sit back on your fat butt, on your comfy couch and, pop open a beer and sit there and watch!

The film opens up and you check out what looks like a shiny circuit board, changes to satellite view!
[ in frame count in seconds : 0:05 seconds into film ] we see the picture begin to rotate in a left counter clock wise trajectory, why you don't know, you see the roof of a giant factory. its colored light beige and opposite that one below is another roof factory in shiny ague dull down blue, curiously you see four [ x ] marks the spot signs , you don't know if thats a good sign or bad, don't see signs of people, you don't see clouds and you don't even see birds flying over head, no birds ,no clouds, wow, something is up? You think to your self, thats not good! Don't see any horses or cows no nothing alive. That don't look good. Hell, this joint must be bad news! I keep searching, but all these goddam buildings don't have any dam windows.! Now whats that suppose ta mean? I never worked in a place that don't got windows! Holy cow, I just noticed they don't have no doors neither! Now how da hell an I am suppose ta get in! Oh, oh, I get it! Once inside they ain't never gonna let you out, well hell man! I ain't gonna go work fo these crooks! They can keep that job!

[ in frame count in seconds : 0:11 seconds into film ] We begin to descend downward, we see array of roofs and for a minute you think that its like looking at an airport runway and we going to land but no! The happy upbeat beats of the music takes on a somber scary note of impending malevolence! You take another sip of your drink, then another swig, wipe your lips, the beer needs some ice, but your hesitant to get up! You want to see this joint!
[ in frame count in seconds : 0:17 seconds into film ] we see a frame that contains a rectangle to focus the eye into buckling down and to chose a magic pattern, the pattern is the fractalcality dynamic mobilization identifying core construct composed of an spacial entity of simplified components represented by, in this first instance a abstract modulated capitol letter, the [ E ] but the capitol letter E is written backwards, The E represents the first letter of the origin of the planet where the author originated from namely Earth,
[ in frame count in seconds : 0:23 seconds into film ] We see the same E but upside down
[ in frame count in seconds : 0:32 seconds into film ] we see the E in the upper right corner of the screen at a great distance
[ in frame count in seconds : 0:34 seconds into film ] The E in the focused rectangle off center to the middle right of the screen, now notice the inner workings of the his inner cortex entering in over drive as he initiates syncopated functionality with his controlled descent factor calibrated both in descent, oh lets pick a descent mode identifier of one mile per second descent and rotation index of 360º degrees per second, with clever optics nerve electrical impulses to neural transitational encoding, from the equibrilbrionic chambers in his cortex on Earth reality to Fractal reality chaos space locality, with prescience efficiency coordinitudenly rotatatively, as the numeric driven descent continues :
[ in frame count in seconds : 0:37 seconds into film ] the E on the lower left of the screen
[ in frame count in seconds : 0:43 seconds into film ] off middle to
[ in frame count in seconds : 0:49 seconds into film ] to
[ in frame count in seconds : 0:53 seconds into film ] to
[ in frame count in seconds : 0:59 seconds into film ] in the center of the screen, this identification of the descent patterns signifies many altered states within the frame work of mind to brain, to exteriorities, to manifestation in the universe of observable moments of mathematical intrigue, to the essence of orderer of disorder. A attribute the brain is capable of with ease due its processing power, which of course makes the brain one the Greatests Machines on Earth! What a shame we don't use it appropriately enough or don't appreciate it due to flaws in the brains human memory storage components thus : We fail to learn from the hard bloody lessons of wars of the past and fail miserably to evolve from the primitive to superlative logically? Never the less as you can imagine this process of focus and refocusing continues throughout the film construct. We return now to the basic plot of film animation matrix : We go back to the sanitation job hunter full of self doubt , asking un answerable questions about his economic survival as the corporatocracy gets over big time on jehovah!
[ in frame count in seconds : 0:34 seconds into film ] The music tempo sounds happy again, lifting your mood, hopefully it's not as bad as you might wonder, thinks the sanitation worker! What you see is buildings, thousands and thousands beautiful of factories but what, but what the hell does all of this mean ? What do all these buildings mean? I don't see no people?
Whats happening here is the Artist is secretly telling his story, just like a spider catches a fly, and he doesn't pounce till the unsuspecting bug reaches the center of the spiders web! And we watch in utter amazement as we go in gliding down on the winds of slow-motion time, we feel like we're seated inside a drone spying from the sky! Great work Master BIB993, love the controlled suspense!
THE ROTATION CONTROL AND STEADY HAND PILOT CONTROL IS FIRST GLASS!
Great color contrast revelations and perspectives to sharp black and white deliniations, with off brite tonal variations, that hold the composition intact even though it is spinning in mid air, every where !
[ in frame count in seconds : 0:38 seconds into film ] We see the artist placing a thin white outline of a rectangle to help put a frame around the area he intends to maneuver the camera to reach into! Its done with such visual ease, giving the wrong perception to the novice viewer that this camera manipulation is a piece of cake! When it fact it takes years of trial and error to achieve this level of artistic mastery and sophistication mentally along with input dexterity at the helm of the electronic 3D Mandelbulb program to input the coordinates just right to hit the nail on the head dead!
He scores a knock out punch for technological know how as the film continues, the music playing an important psychological role in setting the tone of the viewers mind set getting in the right modality concentrative wise, in the context of brain to eye, eye to image data sets being receive in syncopation!
Just a word of note in 0:38 ,Look at the encroachment of the applicational inputs of blue mist fog on the left of picture frame lending to tensing of drama augmentation, blue is placed to calm and sooth the beast as he is led in to the slaughter! Cool!
[ in frame count in seconds : 2:21 seconds into film ] We see the images fading in final cut in white the tones fade to light gray to light blue then disappears from view. Now we can finish that beer, nice job Master BIB993 !

FILM IDEA CONSTRUCT :
[ The films Idea or construction of the film concept is called its pretexturality and was use to ] [ Utilize the 3D Mandelbulb program to create ]
A high sky aerial view of industrial complex using the M set mandelbox, the inputs calculated in certain numeric rotations at a probabillistical speed of { x } frames per second to achieve the Zightgeist momentum speed, favored by the Artist to render his formula correctly!

ASSESSMENT : 4D FILMOLOGIST FRACTALOGIST ARCHITECTOLOGIST : bad rebel : detail obsessed
RECOMMEDATION : DO MORE
COMMENDATION : FRACTAL FORUM ART AWARD FOR ANIMATIONS IN 4D

May we recommend one more zoom trips made entitled " Trip Trough a hybrid Boxes "
[ " http://www.fractalforums.com/movies-showcase-(rate-my-movie)/a-trip-through-the-boxes/ " ] created and rendered by BIB993 in the year 2011 on Earth!

May we recommend one of the better Fender Benders imageries perspectivities, called such in the context of interstellar warfare, in that when your SPACE SHIP is so bad it can crash into another enemies SPACE SHIP just for fun and destroy it , your SPACE SHIP is called a Fender Bender ! See a picture of this power and caliber wise! One of the best fractolic horizontalities the world has ever witnessed, originating out of the " CPU 3D Fractal Zoom- Spiral Motions " Thank you a million times over, MASTER BIB993, great land of tis of thee to thee we do bow!

See it here > http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=9683

We would be remiss if we failed to mention with ovation his " JEWEL "
see it here > the painting called BPL12 a lushious baby for the eyes of the queen unseen :
http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=9591

Hail Sail upon the see another painting, you this must see called : " In the Cave of the Beast "
see it here >http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=10791
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Walk in walk in peace with force Master BIB993!

Opinions cheerfully expressed, whether in consensus or in disagreement, help understanding and collaboration with one another! Peace Be with you.


[ Ergo fractal may come to reside within it self, in comfortable self similarities of it self, unchallenged by time and thus fractalized eternally into similar self infinities indefinitely. ]

   The fractal forums, the possibilities are infinite!

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FRACTOLOGIC FRACTAL FORUM FILM REVIEW :

This flick is about a subatomic trip from the viewpoint of the thing responsible for Madcow Disease, the movie is a walk through the brain of a cow and was taken by a captured thing name Madcow sammy! Madcow sammy, was arrested and forced to participate at gun point in this movie. The movie director is tauruss66! He made this movie to only to show the world a fractal, but to us it looks like what you might find inside a cow brain on the subatomic level! Now guys you gotta love this! Its got drama, intrigue and the color,WOW! It's in tectno fractal color! The music is great too! Its by that great musician tauruss66! He's one multi talented guy! This flick, Its one hell of a trip, don't close your eyes , you'll miss the big surprise guys! , Grab yourself a seat, Its movie time again! Its ice cream time kiddies! You guys who love fractal movies are gonna love this. Its gonna kill you! Its art full, serious and fun too!

We like to present to you the film entitled : " SLURP " created and rendered by the Master Tauruss66 in the year 2011 on earth!

Technically >M-set of a rotated Mandelbox.

  NOTE , NOTE! If you have difficulty seeing this film on the forum just type in the title [ SLURP ] on google and it will display flawlessly enjoy!

see it here> http://vimeo.com/27237114

PLOT COMPOSITION :

The plot theme is that of a rapid flying flight into the infrastructure of fractal shapes that look like what could be composed of an imaginary brain like structure, the modalities used are the 3D Mandelbulber program and the trip involves a fantastic well designed organic screen shots that rate top notch! Lots of twists and tunneling down around into the nooks and grannies of that world kept secret untill now. The Architecture of the brain is revealed in all its glory, as we slide up over and around embankments, enter and shoot through webs of fractalized synapses and arteries. We do lots of spins twirls reverse back titillating twists, and subtle soft peek a boo shots! We swivel over the tops of organic mountain like structures, in deep investigatory examinations of the dark brain world! The Artist used a secret specialized algorithm, formula and artfully navigates to rip open a fractal, that resembles a possible cow brain, and lay bare the hidden structures, before our very eyes! Inside a cow brain in fracto color? Thats whats going on? Stay tuned!

RECOMMENDATION : See it , its rocket hot, what happening at a theater near you!

CONCEPT CONSTRUCTION : VIEWER IMMERSION : [ viewer experiences stimulative ergonomic immersion psychologically thanks to the camera skill sets the artist brings to bare on this artistic project! ]

intro :

The scene opens up inside a dark back room of a jail house in a small southern town in the lower USA, near the mexican border! You see these two big men are in the dark room , One is the towns sheriff, the other a sergeant, his gun pointed at the thing in the microscope, one man is seated at a table! He is hunched over looking intently into a microscope, talking into the microphone at something strange in the tiny petri dish with light shining on it :
Hello down there, can you here me boy? Yes, sir I can! I'm Sergeant Mc bole, do you know what the charges are against you boy? Yes, sir, ah do. Good, this here is a law biding town, We are the law boy! We behave and we expect visitors who come here ta behave too! When they don't, that's when you wind up in front of me, boy! Now quite simply son, with all the choices to eat stuff. What are you eating Cow brains for? What the hell do you mean asking me that for ? You eat cows don't you, well, so why the hell cain't I ? Listen up punk! And listen up good! I'll do the questioning here! What are you doing eating cow brains for? I got hungry! So why don't you have a dam pizza or a ham and cheese sandwich or something, why cow, brains ? Because if you haven't already noticed sarge! I'am as small as a virus, I am prion! We only eat cow brains , you got a problem wit that? Dam man, give me ah break! I'll give ya break all right, if you don't keep ya voice down I'll put your ass in da slammer and throw away the dam key! You dam illegal aliens are all da same! Whats ya name? Madcow sammy? Whats your mothers name? Madcow Mammy! Whats your father name ? Madcow Poppy! You said you are farm hand laborer a " peon". What is the name of the ranch where you worked , and who did you work for, and how long you been picking tomatoes? The only illegal aliens we like is legal ones and you don't got no address, no I D, and you addicted to Cow brains!
NO GOD DAM IT! I ain't no illegal alien! I ain't broken no laws! I ain't no dam farm hand peon! I'm a protein, a " prion!", there is a big difference sir! A Prion ain't a peon sir! We don't pick tomatoes or nothing! We don't work for no body! All we do is eat Cows brains sir, thats all!

How old are you? 18! Where were ya born boy? On earth ! Now hell BOY! Don't get me started boy, cause i'll put a bullet in you right now! Don't get funny wit me, don't be a wise ass, I know ya were born on earth ya big stupid jackass! What part? In Arizona sir, near Cherry top, north of Dig Deep City, on littLe Gerry's cow farm. The questioning went on and on for hours, actually it felt like days! I WAS LOST. I was alone , I felt sad to da bone, without a home! I felt blue, cause I knew I didn't know what the hell to do, lonely and dejected! I cried! Big tear drops, I say, I cried and cried big tear drops rolled down ma cheeks, I could hardy speaks! I walked softly around in the petri dish under the microscope with the sheriff's big eye staring down on me! Even though I did my best to make the sheriff and sergeant understand, it was a hopeless situation, Man! They forced me to make a choice. Either make a movie with this big time director guy named Taruss66 or be put outside in the hot hundred and twenty degree sunshine to die! Thats how this here movie got done, they brought in a man called Tauruss66. A very technical scientific guy,You know the type! He belonged to that brainy club for geniuses. The infamous Fractal Forums! The FBI ,CIA, KGB, and the PENTAGON, Taliban, ISI, be watching those guys! Not to mention the BLack water academy folks, dark eyeglass wearing dudes spying on them too!
They got ta be ah fool not ta keep and eye on them 4d rebels! Now tauruss 66, He had lots of scientific technology I nabber even heard of or seen be fore! Why they picked me I don't know? I'm ain't nabber hurt a fly! I am a tiny protein on the scene, whose just a little mis guided, mis folded but I is an honest dude! They put this here camera on my head and sucked my body up in a needle an injected me back down in the head of a live cow, WOW! And I started filming! They want it ta see what I sees, well, shucks, I said ta myself. How hard can dat be? Well, sir! Once in side the cows head, I FELT FREE! I started swimming while this here tauruss66 dude, was controlling the movements of the camera on me wirelessly!
He was filming in da movie, all I had to do was turn and swim in the direction he wanted me too! The film starts off in the first scene, you see the a, " Cows Obiobiy ice tux," I love those! They taste like cow ice-cream! They taste so, so good! HMMM BOY GOOD! They're mouth watering! I swims pass um for now but you better believe it, I'll be back later for a bite! So anyways, in the next shot you see my world! The world of Madcow Sammy! [ So you sit back on your fat butt, on your comfy couch and, pop open a beer and sit there and watch! ]


The film opens up, on the subatomic, Quantum fundamental level of magnification, and you can actually check out what you see looks like twists in mental reserves in the preserves of the world of darkness upon light, the very secret inner gizzards meat of a fractal he chose! Snaps on his camera light mounted on top of his big movie camera and the director reincarnates into the Hollywood Master, the giant larger than life, the balled movie mogul with his beady tiny eyes, that has god like powers of criticality! De mille, real imaginary name is tauruss 66, Yells out, " ACTION!", the huge camera crews rolls into action, as he sits stoically in the directors chair staring but in total mental control, pure silence on the set, as the fractal actor drives up in his big black shiny limousine, and says softly just like on the 1950's flick : The Sunset Boulevard set, with the Hollywood Actress Gloria Swanson, as she says in her lowdown sexy voice, and drama queen demeanor and breathing softly panting her voice undulating very , very slowly :

"I can't go on with the scene, I'am too happy! This is my life! It always will be! There's nothing else, just us! The cameras, and those wonderful people out there in the dark, All right Mr. De mille. I'M READY FOR MY CLOSE UP!"

see it here> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eOLypkY8LMc

Tauruss66, turns into The great Hollywood director Mr. De mille, smiles a wicked smile, and starts filming and the rest is history, fractal history in the making, oh glory can't be but is tauruss 66 flicks kicks ! And grateful we be to see them!
This may seem , Deemed movie he has made, you must if you have the time to study it, watch how his eyes culturally, historically, and aesthetically loves his actor, this fractal, His actors are fractals! His manual cameras focal adjustments are significant, we watch stunned! His cameras kisses the surface of the fractal like a woman's lips, sucking each discovered shape tenderly, lovingly, yes, watch the film , watch as the shapes even his inner thoughts crosses into 4th dimension space reacts to his deep commitment of curiosity and passion and actually if you watch carefully, the fractal bulges out toward you as if to say hey baby come on in,
We see it, but don't believe it, as his camera flips in chronological order to record, what attracts him, can you hear his thoughts, can you, lets help you, do try to hear now? What we are able to hear? Listen lets go inside his cortex , focus in on the ear components for a second as the reception of sound made by the rapid oscillation of tiny auricle and their passage down to the eardrums causing it to vibrate. Vibration of the eardrum sets the ossicles into motion and even though he is thinking the action is recorded electrically in neural vibrational sequences in impulses we can capture in frozen time regeneration :

" Art is art and I am its slave, happy be I for its world, my destiny I crave! " Says he

As the electricality fires its synapses sending out impulses we who are predisposed to capture hear them into his interior of his thought processes as he looks on the navigator screen on his computer screen as he drives the driving wheel of the 3D mandelbulber car program application, as he digs into the heart of the illusive fractal. We do show audio wise his thoughts of amazement his reactions, in all its rapture. Here is what was going on in the artist mind way back then during the creation process, listen in . You should find it interesting :

" Art is art and I am its happy slave, happy be I , few can understand the pleasure it gives me, I crave nothing more out of life than to be me! "

Brite then thou star artistic taurus66, for in all of life, blessed is he who comes to know thyself and understand thy place in time is a wise man! Oh night your works to us delight. When we thought what we were just going to check out was just another fractal flick, Mick, but no! It was better, clever than most. Ho it's a go! Gotta see it! It moves, it grooves so it flows out of the mind of a pro!
He coulds to creates these goods, grateful rateful with high marks in our opine, straight out of his mind! Notice beg the melodic swirl controlled movement of the camera, self taught, who can do it better! Am I just a pretexturality? Yes, but we are a witness to this artist prowess, an acknowledged his efforts as such! See we, we see, eats better than sweets, work of worth, voluminous caught the images sought, might look you do at the at the flow of the artistic rhythms granch? Yack yard stick measured tauruss 66 teaser given free for humanity must see danced? Dragged the blind eyes open, even the blind can see his great art! Who barks this? Without a word spoken, can see it as the evolution of the compositionality of the film grew and grew, plasmaticisms in colorations prisms! Note with ovations his color variations citations high marked! With brite colors at their start in the heart of red tonalities valedictorianalities, of glory wanton for not we do. Thank you tauruss 66! Singing to your artist hand we do bow and kiss it we as in priests do in religiosity!

Chose fine, no better than thine, fine colorishes vicious we like em, as the artist placates outré taste, he spikes em for us just so, flew unfinished the pictoriality of this work! The artist let us see his compositionality, composed of stratification in fracto reality in threads dimensional left and intermixed with peek a boos of fourth dimensionality! Coming out of his imagination and yes, deny we not, nor you did, he did fine with the ebb and flow of his camera showing the magic in mind and thought and the power of his camera lens to swirl gurney less out of sight and body, let it be so, in this hour, when the world cowers, that he decided to bring this flower to entertain! Grateful we!
Notice who have eyes the mans tenacity to move the camera , not zoom as other do stupidly but artfully, there is a difference as he shows here with flare, Is he perfect no, improving he does go but nevertheless we stood swimming boundless in the eyes 3d mandelbulber programed obsessed. Wo might no need to tell thy children to go fly a kite but this here flick stick it to them, geezers creepers Ow so that they too may be introduced to the world of the fractal! Must see, glory did you did! You see he the artist no kid, maneuvered the curve with his camera cool! His camera trajectories doing his brains biding, pulsating a billions of times, yes high in cortex oscillating enzymes, telling the mind, to brain, to hand coordinating the camera thanks to cellular energies micro speedities in the humble bodies of men! Here ye, Here ye that most enzyme react rates are millions of times faster and badder than those of comparable Un-fractalized catalictic reactions, rushing about 4,000 biochemical reactions surging regurgitation of all the things dark in the mind of man, made right this night all right towing this fractal film of lost beauty found, of praise due hot our his detailed obsessed intention to go on in and capture the immensity of worlds fore with where fractal come from in kingdom comes and then there after, oh praise phases ought some pass you who nought do say ? Thou art fractal too! Bless you! Know'ith ye this edict?

Tally the high marks his camera trajectory makes, we think, ponder, let asunder, sure why not amazed at what he got, we rally behind this great Artist, tauruss 66 who wields his camera hot with passion as he makes his flicks, mind you this he wields from the state with artistic acumen not thanks all to jessi buddhi applications, but to the simple fact he was born by destiny not technology to be an artist not because he uses dam applications, the genetic code made him stand out bold, genomes are part of the portfolio of the universes code. STOP , lets explain , that again outside of rudimentary languages of the universe languages of poetry, simply said, hear from our lips to your ears : what the hell we saying, YOU see my friend in the future, the programs will evolve and will be so easy, robots will also use the advanced 3d mandelbulb program and do better than humans, but a robot will never be born an artist. Get it? But it is true their faster stabilized processing of numbers faster then man will allow them to investigate to our enlightenment through the realms of the twenty-third dimension and the fourth and more and show witness to our eyes future surprises on our new screens, yet unseen!

Taurus 66 will always make a better picture, films than any robots in any time! Jealous they will be of him, they will give him a good run for his money yes that is true, they will compete, but the born artist will always come out on top, ain't that neat! HUMANS [ 1 ] ROBOT [ 100 ]
Anyway time will ring the bell and ring the bell and time will tell! The time Man knows, you not have met him yet, but he is the background listening, cool don't don't you think. What you think, you think but don't know? Hungry for a good movie, eat or starve, walk in the winter without a scarf and suffer the consequences! Check out slurp! Benevolences set aside we admire his work, he does with pride! You got to see it too! Against this backdrop on fast exuberant round and around movements, stopping on a dime. Dizzy our mind! To let us check his details in the head, cool said he watch the movie, lie not he, surprises embedded in it be for thee to see. The music , backgroundish, quiet, not the star, perhaps next time crimes spree in this eye revery, our eyeballs move left, up, down around thirty-three times and wary we stare chuckling wow how cool is this, crisp! Oh oh we flipped! This is what this mans sees! Tauruss 66, in real life , He lives in the land of the cold brite sunshine next to a dark emerald green forest, we see a river near his neighborhood, but his art is so USA, Hollywoodish in the realms of californications brite day, LA beaches where pretty women lay in fractal wait for him, the LA directors eye will catch on to him one day, if they are lucky, if he is lucky, if luck is lucky, if they see his work and he approves and they become lucky duckies!

Citation for those who like more Madcow stories : [ Madcow Sammy stories are at a new post dedicated to Madcow stories called " THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY ". see it here>Reply #30 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg40863/#msg40863

BRAKE DOWN : ANALYSIS : These scenes you are about to see are like a sexy slow motion trip, like a love boat cruise into virgin fractal worlds unused!

[ In frame count in seconds : 0:03 seconds into film ] We see in the colors of aquamarine light blue, in collages of the films title [ slurp ] as background musicality starts slowly to sew its magic lighting upping up the ambiance mood inducing a welcoming feeling!
[ In frame count in seconds : 0:07 seconds into film ] We see the blurred round hemispheres colored in soft light lipstick red against a dull honey love blue background, the music soothing too!
[ In frame count in seconds : 0:18 seconds into film ] Our eyes float pass a thin [ V ] shaped wire sharp angled grid, dumps us inside, our eyes blinking skid, as the fractal worlds swallows our being hold, in a swirling spiral world around us dance entranced. LET IT BE SAID , The artist TAURUSS 66 DEPLOYS : a tricky use of the [ FISH EYE LENS ] technology using fisheye melding of image to imagery ensues activating us enthralled.
Notice how smoothly he puts his foot on the pedal as he pilots this ship camera through fractal space like an ace! The music like warm sex on our face invites in!
[ In frame count in seconds : 0:41 seconds into film ] We see the image thin spiders webbed laces going places we never have been,beckoning us to jump in and take a swim. We hesitate not knowing what to anticipate, with this reddish colored thing looking at us, webs on the bottom, left, a mega hold in the center of the web before us we look through to see in long distance blue a new world on the other side. We fly inside like a homing pigeon on a mission! We see the weird strange fine dress laced, we can see through, seemingly forming the outlines of a sexy woman's open mouth, opening up as we pass down her throat through to the other side, we glide, ever so slowly , lovingly as if driving in slow motion through warm colored waters of emotions, passively enchanted not scared but hungry with curiosity, in awe of the things, all twirling all around us, we witness them in their majesty!
Dum dum dum di dumb goes the piano strings enchantingly!
[ In frame count in seconds : 1:18 seconds into film ] We see a lite blue stylized curved sides of a big hold in a jet black sky of lies not a star in there to be found around, surrounded by soft amorphous bending structuralities, bending, bending around our soul in heavy weight stories it keeps hidden untold, they dance in soft pastel blue variations in time with utter beautiful love sounding music in tenderly soft syncopated ovations
[ In frame count in seconds : 1:23 seconds into film ] We see on the upper right of the screen an oncoming rush of a huge blue love wave fluid bending structure about to crash its water all over us, we gasp holding our breath undaunted in anticipation!
[ In frame count in seconds : 1:59 seconds into film ] We see on the upper right of the screen a floating caterpillar worm color blue entity swaying this way and that,to the rhythms of the music, telling us where its at, and whispering to us if we would like to come along, we say no, but go along anyway hypnotized by her red plataued hat tilting on her head to the left so chic chic! In the upcoming scenes in the movie she bends over and plants a kiss on us, we blush, as we see her shy away timidly and proceed to recede and fly down the to the right hand bottom of the screen, her neck not smooth but bedecked with blue toned fine ornate jewelry!
[ In frame count in seconds : 2:18 seconds into film ] We see the artist raising the camera higher the art structures then tilting the camera plane down and into expose light seashell structure and at it top just off to the center a tiny fat blue question mark. Asking what are we and why did we come?
We look into fathom awestruck blue, red colors running a muck in allegorical glory
[ In frame count in seconds : 1:59 seconds into film ] We begin to descend downward, we see arrays of dainty blue red, lights, pale purple royal blue structures whizzing pass to our left and right in fast flight, falling forward we do destination unknown!
[ In frame count in seconds : 3:17 seconds into film ] the scene turns to black our trip ends satisfied we see the end but feeling so good we replay again and again !

FILM IDEA CONSTRUCT :
[ The films Idea or construction of the film concept is called its pretexturality and was use to ] [ Utilize the 3D Mandelbulber program to create ]
A deep slow motion revealing submarine trip into ultra slow fracto locality space, vacationing with a mysterious colorful fractal and exploring its hidden secrets, its architecture, its perception of it self physically, exposing these structures for all the worlds to see its majesty! Tauruss 66 does this with his formulas to create new forms of art when he tweaks the wide ranges of iterated bifurcations and the changes he makes frequently in the mathematical inputs of the parameters in the 3D Mandelbulber program, to render and to place up onto the screen images whose caliber and gusto here to fore were never seen. The whole totality is magically done with the hypnotic fish eye lens construct, making us open our mouth and gasping in 3.34 seconds of pleasure!

film 2

May we recommend one more zoom trips made entitled " Diving Deeper Down. "

See it here > [ " http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=6981 " ] created and rendered by Tauruss 66 in the year 2011 on Earth!

BRAKE DOWN : Matador bull killer ,warning, dangerous with a camera!

Tauruss66 moves his mighty camera liked a light hearted ballet dancer! He puts Master George Balanchine to shame! With camera choreographers mastery rushing forward and back tilting the picture plane short sided and in double reverse burst of optimality optically inside the fractalicality of fractal hidden universes, like a heart attack, gleeful smiling at us! His cameras techniques beguilingly us in full brigailia in only 59 seconds and back!
[ In frame count in seconds : 0:01 seconds into film ] We see the lay of the land, in 10 seconds more a green grid laced score floors us anxiously.
[ In frame count in seconds : 0:17 seconds into film ] we see the tauruss flying faster than a Jet plane makes a double tumblesault, image flips over to the right quickly we pan our eyes they glaze over festering in bold curiosity! He grabs the steering column down around up down back in out wise shout enough, but he and heart too late we cain't get enough, breathless waiting not knowing what more to anticipate! boom sew rush forward like the matador charging at the evil bad bull we raise our sword ! This the feeling his camera mastery makes on us!
[ In frame count in seconds : 0:22 seconds into film ] He makes,like the camera is a jet fighter he pull us we rise, rise up, up higher and mighty the jet roars, sweat pops out our pores and the mad artist holds no punches bam bam, take that and that we are stunned, as his camera is reloaded , primed hot, and ready as all hell for freddy!
[ In frame count in seconds : 0:28 seconds into film ] Our camera ship flies toward black space absent of stars in the firmament, spent we struggle to catch are breath, equilibrium, bent! WHAT, What the hells that?
[ In frame count in seconds : 0:39 seconds into film ] We rise backwards as if repelled by evil the ground falling away down, down we knows not where, and stare!
[ In frame count in seconds : 0:44 seconds into film ] HELP, help let me off this roller coaster ride done in masterly perfection of his camera ship, it flips , flops titillates, making earthquakes as his ire flier we will concede a halo upon his royal head! Indeed man o speed! Artist man instead, man [1 ] robots [ 100] but Still robots, even though they can do math faster, Artistic wise tauruss66 leaves them in the dust, eating dried out bread crusts!
Will never compare to the daring young man on the flying trapeze who flies through the air with the greatest of ease and on his shoulder, in his gun holster, he packs a six gun called the 3d mandelbulber application, bad fighter naught rider, straight shooter! Your all right tauruss 66, we don't cares what anybody says about you!

May we recommend this one of the eye of the TIGER a crystal ball worth kissing!

See it here >http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=9697

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[ Ergo fractal may come to reside within it self, in comfortable self similarities of it self, unchallenged by time and thus fractalized eternally into similar self infinities indefinitely. ]

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Continuation tribute to the Master Tauruss66

THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY

The Madcow Sammy tweet series motif, is an expression of cheerful story telling, about the adventures of every day farm animals, and the comedic circumstances of their lives, their loves, and struggles.

The character called Madcow Sammy is a prion microbe, living in the brain of his friend Penelopees the cow, and he just loves to dream, and tell incredibly funny slapstick comedic stories, to all his friends living of on Farmer Jerry's farm. The story was inspired by the Fractal movie called," SLURP,"by the famous Fractal Artist known as Tauruss66, alias Tosten Stier in 2011 on the Fractal Art site, which at that time was called Fractalforums.com.

The Stories are divided into light hearted fun, and down right craziness, from chapters 1 to 4, But, after Madcow Sammy meets his new secret girl friend Natasha, a russian microbe from outer space the stories change. The stories change and turn dark, and dwell into deep alternative psycho exploration of the criminal mind of characters personalities, and explore both the good and bad. Examples of which start from chapters 5 to chapters 17.17.13

The Author Intermind Weavers, pseudonym, nom de plume, Tweets of Madcow Sammy, is a contributing Fractal art reviewer on the site Fractal forums.com, and hopes these stories will result in happy reading for you.

Chapter One

Intro : These tweets were inspired by the film that : We like to present to you the film entitled : " SLURP " created and rendered by the Master Tauruss66 in the year 2011 on earth! see it here >http://www.fractalforums.com/movies-showcase-(rate-my-movie)/slurp/

The scene opens up inside a dark back room of a jail house in a small southern town in the lower USA, near the mexican border! You see these two big men are in the dark room , One is the towns sheriff, the other a sergeant, his gun pointed at the thing in the microscope, one man is seated at a table! He is hunched over looking intently into a microscope, talking into the microphone at something strange in the tiny petri dish with light shining on it :

Hello down there, can you here me boy? Yes, sir I can! I'm Sergeant Mc bole, do you know what the charges are against you boy? Yes, sir, ah do. Good, this here is a law biding town, We are the law boy! We behave and we expect visitors who come here ta behave too! When they don't, that's when you wind up in front of me, boy! Now quite simply son, with all the choices to eat stuff. What are you eating Cow brains for? What the hell do you mean asking me that for ? You eat cows don't you, well, so why the hell cain't I ? Listen up punk! And listen up good! I'll do the questioning here! What are you doing eating cow brains for? I got hungry! So why don't you have a dam pizza or a ham and cheese sandwich or something, why cow, brains ? Because if you haven't already noticed sarge! I'am as small as a virus, I am prion! We only eat cow brains , you got a problem wit that? Dam man, give me ah break! I'll give ya break all right, if you don't keep ya voice down I'll put your ass in da slammer and throw away the dam key! You dam illegal aliens are all da same! Whats ya name? Madcow sammy? Whats your mothers name? Madcow Mammy! Whats your father name ? Madcow Poppy! You said you are farm hand laborer a " peon". What is the name of the ranch where you worked , and who did you work for, and how long you been picking tomatoes? The only illegal aliens we like is legal ones and you don't got no address, no I D, and you addicted to Cow brains!
NO GOD DAM IT! I ain't no illegal alien! I ain't broken no laws! I ain't no dam farm hand peon! I'm a protein, a " prion!", there is a big difference sir! A Prion ain't a peon sir! We don't pick tomatoes or nothing! We don't work for no body! All we do is eat Cows brains sir, thats all!

How old are you? 18!

Where were ya born boy?

On earth ! Now hell BOY!

Don't get me started boy, cause i'll put a bullet in you right now!

Don't get funny wit me, don't be a wise ass, I know ya were born on earth ya big stupid jackass! What part?

In Arizona sir, near Cherry top, north of Dig Deep City, on littLe Gerry's cow farm. The questioning went on and on for hours, actually it felt like days! I WAS LOST. I was alone , I felt sad to da bone, without a home! I felt blue, cause I knew I didn't know what the hell to do, lonely and dejected! I cried! Big tear drops, I say, I cried and cried big tear drops rolled down ma cheeks, I could hardy speaks! I walked softly around in the petri dish under the microscope with the sheriff's big eye staring down on me! Even though I did my best to make the sheriff and sergeant understand, it was a hopeless situation, Man! They forced me to make a choice. Either make a movie with this big time director guy named Taruss66 or be put outside in the hot hundred and twenty degree sunshine to die! Thats how this here movie got done, they brought in a man called Tauruss66. A very technical scientific guy,You know the type! He belonged to that brainy club for geniuses. The infamous Fractal Forums! The FBI ,CIA, KGB, and the PENTAGON, Taliban, ISI, be watching those guys! Not to mention the BLack water academy folks, dark eyeglass wearing dudes spying on them too!
They got ta be ah fool not ta keep and eye on them 4d rebels! Now tauruss 66, He had lots of scientific technology I nabber even heard of or seen be fore! Why they picked me I don't know? I'm ain't nabber hurt a fly! I am a tiny protein on the scene, whose just a little mis guided, mis folded but I is an honest dude! They put this here camera on my head and sucked my body up in a needle an injected me back down in the head of a live cow, WOW! And I started filming! They want it ta see what I sees, well, shucks, I said ta myself. How hard can dat be? Well, sir! Once in side the cows head, I FELT FREE! I started swimming while this here tauruss66 dude, was controlling the movements of the camera on me wirelessly! He was filming in da movie, all I had to do was turn and swim in the direction he wanted me too! The film starts off in the first scene, you see the a, " Cows Obiobiy ice tux," I love those! They taste like cow ice-cream! They taste so, so good! HMMM BOY GOOD! They're mouth watering! I swims pass um for now but you better believe it, I'll be back later for a bite! Oh oh I am getting a tweet, gotta go, y'all come back soon you hear, bye, too da loo!

Hi this is Madcow Sammy, I got no time now , I just got a tweet I go protest ,but I'll be back stay tuned, tu da loo!

Hi! Hi, I 'er, I am back again, I, Well sure enough I got ta tell you I lives very active life style, ever since we made that movie a long time ago. I kind of fell in love with movie making, read some books and got myself even more 'edge ger ma cated,' bout people than I was before! And let me tell ya, I became a good fan of that director dude. He sure e'nouff knows how to lay down one heck of a good movie, yes sir ree bob! We all think a lot of him, here down on the farm. Course, as you might guess all the farm animals saw the movie and they treat me like I am big celebrity myself and all! Well just between you and me I didn't tell'em bout the part bout, that they forced me ta do the movie. Instead I told a little white lie and, get this shucks! I told the farm animals that Hollywood, came looking for me and put me in the movie! Yep, Shucks, that's not all, my girl friend Madcow Lady ga ga, well shucks, I am blushing now, well, she thinks the world of me! She thinks I am a big shot ! She loves me to death! Oh wow, YES, YES, that's how it went down!

Right now, I am back home in the farm, you know , Little Gerry's Cow farm! It's a small farm, only got three cows and we all live out back in this here giant farm house outside in the field near Farmer Gerry's red little farm house. Farmer Gerry is a good old soul! He treats all of us good! He done up and put a big old television set in side the farm house, the cows give more fresh milk if they see in happy sappy!
So we watch whats happen' in the world all day long! Shucks we probably watch more TV than you! We now know all the names of world the leaders, who is dating who, BBC 123 and all the old re runs of the I love Lucy show! What oh yes, yes we play the lotto! We see all the world events and all! We get a lotta commercials, we hate the commercials though! They suck! We are one big happy family here on the farm! When you up in these parts you must stop by and pay us a visit! Really!

We got two dogs , ones named Rallydally and the other one is Buckeye! They're good guys! They keep the fox away at nite and we got a mexican cat named Margarita, she only speaks Spanish! Her job is keep the rats away! We got twenty eight hundred chickens and outside in the yard we got two hogs, Mo and Dipstick! Man are they big, I says big with capital B!
They are Huge! Huge like in centrifuge man!
They're lots of laughs! I'll introduce them to you next time!

Right now I am at home with my favorite cow, Miss Cow Penelopee' Hey Penelopee', wave and say hello to the city folks! " HY! Y'all, Nice ta see ya! Y'all come on down when you get a chance now, you hear! The weathers fine and we love visitors" And, did I tell ya we got five horses and pony named boney!
   And ah well, well I just feel I got ta let you know, after the movie as you might of figure out for your self, you probably guessed, DEY LET ME FREE! Yes thats what they did, and I was happy ! Today my Sweet heart and I went on the internet and watched all the movies of Tauruss66! Oh oh I got ta go, shucks, I got another Tweet, but thanks for stopping by, stop back soon and we'll talk more about movies! What hot and whats not! Too da lou!

Hi ! It's Madcow Sammy again! So how was your week? Mine was a blast, We had a Fox attack, they got beat back, you should of been here it was wild! Oh man! Chickens were going nuts ! Feathers flying all over the place! It was so insane, you should of seen it, wow! Y'all would of gotten a charge! I know dem boys are hurting! But Foxes just love chickens, so I know dem boys will be back to try again!
   We got to see more videos! Long john hiccups, You haven't met him, he's farmers gerry's pet monkey! He would steal farmer gerry's Apple Ipad at night and sneak it into the farm house and go on to the internet, punch in ff and boy oh boy! We be checking out all those cool Tauruss66 fractal zoomy movies! My girl, Madcow Lady GaGA loves his stuff too! Don't you baby? Like fish love water! See I told ya, Girls got taste! Girl you looking good ain't no crime! Shut your mouth, barrels of laughs. Pour your heart out sweetie! See but don't touch! Honey child, I am seating here ain't miss behaving! Craving ain't no crime! Madcow Sammy, did I imply dat it was sweetie? Lets keep it that way! She replied in her soft sexy voice while she was bobbing her head and getting down to J Z'S new baby song Ivy Blue, his new track Glory!
We have so much fun watching Tauruss66 movies! We cain't get enough of that Tauruss stuff! Madcow Lady GaGa, who smokes big time, be smoking on her cigar, puffin big puffs of smoke, looking at his stuff! Well, his stuff struck me mans got heart in his art! Know what I mean? Props! He got what it takes to make Gallery hopping fun and then some, hey guess what? What?
Found this! What another one of flicks with formulas that rack kum back with Eigendecomposition of a matrix! WOW! Check out! His flick entitled " Morphogenesis ," a sophisticated, quick zoomy morphine rush, that don't blush, back again in hundred and three seconds! WOW! But, no music? Year whats up wit dat? Give him time baby he'll get his act together! Year but if it don't sing it don't swing honey! Still, Its fractalicious, here check out this link, tell me what you think?
see it here>http://www.fractalforums.com/movies-showcase-(rate-my-movie)/morphogenesis/
   SuddenLY a figure approached them from behind and let out a loud, BUCK, BUCK, BOOUACK! Hi mind if I take a peek? Who the hell are you ?
Oh I am one of the new Chinese chickens farmer gerry's been importing! My english is nat so good, so sorry! Wow! Honey your accent is really thick! Whats your name!
Wang take a shower! You want ta take a shower? Oh no, thats my name! What you guys watching? That looks so cool! What is that? Thats a Fractal! Whats a fractal?
Holy Mackerel, you don't know what's a fractal? No, so sorry in china we don't got none! No? Ain't that something? Thats sad! Year the government don't want us to see to much internet! They don't want us to get too much, " edge ger ma cated! "
You mean educated?
Year, they tell us only chinese internet is good, that the world wide web sucks! But now that I am on Little Gerry's Cow farm, I WANT TO LEARN AND DO EVERY THING!
I think this movie is surreal! Well, you doooo got good taste, I'll say that for ya!

We into Tauruss66! What is tauruss66? Sorry me no know! Tauruss66 makes these movies! Really? Year, he's a bad dude! Oh wow, thats surreal, Chinese girls just love bad dudes! All girls love bad dudes honey! My name is Madcow Lady Ga Ga! What did you say your name was again?

Wang take a shower! Cool , please ta meet you! Love your dress! Thanks! What part? What part, so sorry I don't understand? What part of china you from? Oh I understand. I am from Guangdong province! Just north of Hong Kong! Guess what's surreal? We make Ipads in Shenzhen, we make everything in the world there!
But please tell me what is a fractal Madcow Lady Ga Ga? Oh oh! Shucks hold up, I am getting another tweet, gotta go!
Later! Too da loo!

HI! Hi Its me. Madcow Sammy! I am back, my girl! I like to take her home, whose that lady, thats lovely lady, thats my baby, My silicon Lady, Madcow Lady GA GA, she looks so cool, but she tells me, look but don't touch. We got a pink cadillac Escalade, try I do to keep the top up, but my baby throws its top down, thats whats happening when we're in town! Thats where its at! Way things going, there all ways some one, trying to tempt you into doing something wrong, but I am strong! Despite my girl breaking my already broken heart! Hide my heart, walk walk my heart but she coming, hide it hide it, I tries no lie, but shucks you don't need ta hear bout my love life, you got your own! How ya doing ? How the new years treating you, right? I hope so! Lets dance to the music here on Little Gerry's Cow farm, We got the beast music in our farm house and when it gets hot, we're not worried cause Farmer Gerry with a flick of the switch turns on the AC too ! Last time, we were conversing, if I recall correctly , we were checking out Tauruss66 flick entitled " Morphogenesis ," if you open up the flick and scroll to 0:06 seconds into the film and check that frame for second, do you see the reddish bulb like flower thingy at the top of the screen? It looks like a tomato on steroids and its got two tiny babies down on the bottom, one on the left and one on the right, and check this out !
Turn the film back on and it goes puff, it morphs in to a totally new situation, so nice, saying come on lets celebrate , suddenly it takes a holiday turns into new blue " witch' em ma call it," and zooms fast back away,And its fractalicious, if you check out 0:21 seconds into the film on the bottom left you see some big red lips, like what my girl Madcow Lady Ga Ga got! Oh work it girlfriend, work it work it! What the world needs now, is more cool art like my man, Tauruss66 got! WOW His camera boils hot, control that mans got!
see it here>http://www.fractalforums.com/movies-showcase-(rate-my-movie)/morphogenesis/
   Quietly a chicken walks over to him and says , "BUCK BUCK BUCOOAK!" I is here again its me, Miss Wang take a shower. Wheres your girl? Oh hi, Good day to you! Miss Wang take a shower, oh she er, she, she went to the bathroom, Whats up? Can you tell me whats a Fractal? I see tauruss 66 stuff, and I want to know? Can you tell me what is a fractal! A Fractal is a Fractal honey! No big deal, this scientist guy named Professor Benoit Mandelbrot whipped up this stuff back in the day around the 1960s and laid down the name fractal in 1976, thats all! Now my girl Madcow Lady Ga Ga was putting on her thinking cap, girl got a head on her shoulders some times, anyway she was saying that theres a lot more to a Fractal then meets the eye! She said that? Yep, cause I don't where she got that stuff from, she do be into book learning , that much I Know! My girl is one heavy momma!

But so sorry, me no understand, can you explain it to me what it is?

Why, sure, but mind you, I am not the brightest bulb in the room, the man you need to ask, is the guy thats got all the brains, Superman Owl! Superman Owl? Year , but he don't live around here, honey! But he does lives in the dark forest, keeping an eye on the bad foxes, thats where Superman Owl hangs out, He's got internet, and he's very computer literate! Last time he came to visit we asked him just that and he was here he laid it down on us normal animals like this : A Fractal is a mathematical fractal, based on an equation that undergoes iteration, a form of feed back based on recursion! AND he went on to talk about Professor Benoit Mandelbrot papers
about how long is the coastline of Britain and he ran some stuff on us that sounded like this, lets see if I can remember his words, oh year, he said : "empirical evidence suggests that the smaller the increment of measurement, the longer the measured length becomes." but that if your measuring the coastline of Britain that the measurement is flawed because if Professor Mandelbrot didn't also take in to account the fact, that other things are affecting the measurement of the coastline line , and Superman Owl, rattled off such things as thermal molecular expansion of the earths surface due to the sun heating one side of the earth making one side bigger than the other, and distortion of internal thermal engineering processes such as conduction convection, and thermal radiation where thermal equilibrium is influencing the upper surface affecting expansion and contracting forces which are resulting in defacto fluctuations in the measurement accuracy regardless of the measurement system being utilized! ,OMG! Did Superman Owl say that ? Sure enough did! That boy is bad! Oh, Wow chinese girls just love bad dudes!

Nows, to tell you the truth I am not smart enough to understand what the hell he means or what the hell he's talking bout, but let me explain to you the way me and My girl understands it! OK! So Miss wang take a shower its like this : Well long and short of it, A fractal ,it's a thing LIKE A SNOW FLAKE, you get to see copies of as you look into it ! WOW! How long is the coast of Britain? I don't know I am a tiny chicken, not a big eagle, so I can't fly that far to find out! You know your all right Miss Wang take a shower! I don't cares what they say about you! Thats very nice to hear, Madcow Sammy, thanks a lot, I like you too!
   Does anybody really know what time it is ? No, why? So sory. Madcow Sammy! My english nat so good, I am still learning! Somethings I understand and some times I don't! Well, Miss wang take a shower at least your honest about it and admit it! Some folks lie and say yes, they understand when really they don't!

I hope you understand, I gotta go, but me be back! Bye, bye, Madcow Sammy! 再见 ! Bye Miss Wang take a shower! Take it easy y'all! Well, sir, I got a story, ain't got no moral, let the bad guys, the bad guy win once in a while, this poor girl going around and around! I was clue less but this child, had the balls to up and leave the farm house and up herself, like a bird high in the sky went off to find out for herself what is a fractal? She was off to find Superman Owl, himself! She crossed the hot plains, crossed the drains, crossed the insane, and over the blue colored rivers that shivers, and, and landed in the dark green forest where he lives , but thats also where the miscreants and mentally challenged foxes and a lot nasty bad drunk animals live! I don't like spiders and snakes, so I keep away from that joint if thats all thats it takes!
Meanwhile in the dark forest the Chinese chicken lands! Bam!
WOW me must know what a fractal is? "我想知道更多我想知道更多关于分形, 哦，我觉得超人猫头鹰 ?" My this is so exciting, the answer to what a fractal is in the head of Superman owl! Where oh where is he? I don't see him? The dark forest is dark! May be he is sleeping in the shade, I walk over to the dark bushes over there and take a peek!
   Hey Rochester wake up, you ain't gonna believe this. What's up Big teeth? Keep your voice down to a whisper and don't move a muscle, not a muscle do you hear me! Why? Listen slowly turn your head left and look out into the clearing to your far left! Holy shit! Do you see what I am seeing? Holy shit! Holy shit! Quiet, quiet! It's a f**ing chicken! I know, shhhhh, don't say a word! Watch out watch out it's a f**ing chicken! Dammit, Here she comes! OMG I must of died and gone to heaven ! I cain't believe it! A f**ing chicken! A f**ing chicken! Holy shit! Holy shit! shhhh! Quiet very quite I said! We got to act like cool operators, don't move, stay still like a rock so we don't blow it! Well, sir, if you can imagine bad luck, this girl was having a bad luck and a half, double bad luck, as you can see. Poor Miss Wang take a shower! She was having a naked confrontation with instantaneous death! How will she die? Who are those in the black shadows spying? Will she be eaten alive slowly or quickly? Will this be her last day? Does she have a chance ? What I want to say about this, this is the day that changed forever her history! This is a bad way to end! Curiosity killed the chicken, I Heard bout it killing the cat, but chickens too! OMG! You can kiss that chicken good bye!, Oh oh I am getting another tweet, gotta go, why don't you go lay down for a while and think about this! But don't get to depressed! Stay tuned. Come back y'all! Later! Too da lou!

Hi, It's me, me again! Madcow Sammy well sir funny thing happened on the farm the other day big old hog " Dipstick ," was playing with the other hog "Mo," and mo chased dipstick up a hill! Well, sir. Old Dipstick lost his footing and came tumbling down the hill it was so funny You should of seen him! It was a riot! Course , he's OK! Hungry as usual! My girl and I seems to be getting along better this week, she seems more sweet! May be the time of the month or something? Here in Arizona, Its hot in more ways then one, did yall hear about that new law they passed, HB 32281, Lots of folks are up in arms bout the crazy law banning Mexican, Chicano and Native american books, seven textbooks and forbidden the teaching of Shakespeare’s play “The Tempest” in Mexican-American literature classes, since Farmer Gerry is Mexican American you know he is appalled to put it mildly, them red necks some of them are still prejudice ass can be, despite this being the land of the free , said he! "The good news is we have a vehicle to challenge immediately the constitutionality of HB 32281," said attorney Richard Martinez, who represents the Ethnic Studies/Mexican American Studies teachers and students. Cowboys and Cowgirls still like playing cowboys and indians as long as the Indians lose! Folks gotta learn to get along! I sure hope they will work it out in the end! Besides that , everything else is normal! EXCEPT Maxine , she's one of those new chickens, Oh lordy me! Talk bout having issues! This girls thinks she is a dog, she runs around in circles chasing her tail, and be trying to hang out with real dogs! She got dementia but don't know it! She be barking , Bow, wow, BOW, WOW all night! She says she don't want chicken food like corn seed and stuff she prefers red meat and dog bones! She been sleeping in the kennel with the dogs, now she done up and got dog flees! She looks awful especially when chewing on dog bones! We got to do something bout that child! No joke and My girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga was telling me she got a SMS text from Miss Wang take a shower! Seems the girl is in trouble, fact is she told me the child wanted to know the cell phone number of Superman Owl , its up on his Facebook page but, so he doesn't get crazy amounts of calls , he has his cell phone number encrypted, so she gave her the plugin to decrypt it so she could call the man! Wonder how she's doing?
Mean wild back in the Dark forest :
Its dark and getting darker, shadows move in the high bushes hidden from sight! A happy little white butterfly flies near one of the shadows and gets eaten by a character named Bigteeth! Listen up! You see that delicious looking chicken walking into the forest all by her self, well, if she sees us its curtains. She' ll fly away and you can kiss her goodbye, but if we use our heads and act like the cunning foxes that we are will be chowing down real soon ! Now listen and listen carefully Rochester! So it was that these two depraved villainous miscreants of the shadows formulated their dastardly plan !
The happy go lucky Miss Wang take a shower was walking in the forest one day when she heard a sheep crying, baaa baaaaa ba, ba! Oh my I think I think I hear a sheep in distress, perhaps I can help? She saw this big big black pot, the type used to cook large amounts of soup! Inside of the pot, cries of the sheep was coming from inside, so she flew to the rim and peeked in and saw a poor disheveled sheep who apparently somehow had fallen in!
Bah, Bahhhh Wooo, is me, I stupidly was walking on the edge of this big pot and fell in can you help me get out please, asked the sheep beggingly!
Oh my poor sheep, why do you look like a creep?
Oh sorry about my appearance I was in an accident some time ago and I know I don't look right and all but you see I got hit by a truck and I am disabled, can you help me get out of here please?
Oh my poor sheep, that's why you look like a creep?
Yes!
Oh my poor sheep, why were you walking on the edge of the pot creepy sheep ?
Since my accident I 've taken to drinking vodka 150 proof so some days I walk around in a daze!
Oh my poor drunken sheep, Thats why you walk around in your sleep creepy sheep?
Er, Er, well, year ! I GUESS! I guess you could see it like that but listen to my voice I am coming down with a bad cold, Bahhh Bah bah! Can you help me get out please?
Oh my poor sheep, why do you got a cold?
I took a bath this morning as usually at 7 am but I forgot to dry my self off well I guess?
Oh my poor sheep how come you can't get out by yourself?
Well, when I got hit by the truck, it broke my leg, and my claws oops, I mean my hoof is twisted too!
Oh my poor sheep, why didn't you go to the doctor?
Well, I don't got insurance so I been using home remedies and I 've been drinking lots of orange juice too!
Oh my poor sheep, you put orange in with the vodka?
Er, er , og well yes how did you know? I guess its a lucky guess right? Now listen you are lovely kind hearted little nice chicken just give me your hand and help me get out of here please?
Well, Miss Wang take a shower was no dumb bitch, she was berry suspicious of this funny looking sheep in the bottom of this black pot, who got looks that rot, and smells of fots, but what she didn't know was that a shadow was slowly sneaking up to her from behind with a sledge hammer, then all of a sudden, pow!
SHE GOT KNOCKED IN THE HEAD AND FELL INTO THE POT!
The sheep, who was not a sheep but a fox dressed in sheep's clothing, jumped out and then slammed the cover on her trapping her butt in the pot! The tricked worked like a charm, the two foxes relaxed happily disarmed, high five'd twenty times, with ever after laughter and pranced and danced for joy, they got their toy and now it was dinner time! Good job, if I do say so my self Big teeth said proudly! And oh,oh I getting another tweet gotta go, BUT I will be back ! You guys drop back real soon, now you hear!

To see what type of bad cooks these boys be? Too da loo! GO to Reply#33 , Chapter Two!

CHAPTER 2 = REPLY# = 33 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg40864/#msg40864

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Continuation tribute to the Master Tauruss66

Stories from THE FRACTAL FORUM CELEBRITY NEWS inspired by his work ; entitled, " SLURP " rendered and created by Master Tauruss66 in the year 2011 on Earth!

THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY
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CHAPTER 10 REPLY# 79>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg47768/#msg47768
CHAPTER 11 REPLY# 100>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg48659/#msg48659
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CHAPTER 13 REPLY# 111>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg49534/#msg49534
CHAPTER 14 REPLY# 112>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg49904/#msg49904
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CHAPTER 16 REPLY# 124 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg51313/#msg51313
CHAPTER 16.1 REPLY#125 FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg51811/#msg51811
CHAPTER 16.2 REPLY#128 FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53148/#msg53148
CHAPTER 16.3 REPLY#130 FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg53494/#msg53494
CHAPTER 16.4 REPLY#135 FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN.4 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg54335/#msg54335
CHAPTER 17 REPLY#140 LINK>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg57583/#msg57583
CHAPTER 17.1 REPLY#142 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58199/#msg58199
CHAPTER 17.2 REPLY#143 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.2 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58695/#msg58695
CHAPTER 17.3 REPLY#144 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.3 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg58937/#msg58937
CHAPTER 17.4 REPLY#145 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.4 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59206/#msg59206
CHAPTER 17.5 REPLY#147 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.5 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59477/#msg59477
CHAPTER 17.6 REPLY#151 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.6 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg59836/#msg59836
CHAPTER 17.7 REPLY#153 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.7 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60170/#msg60170
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CHAPTER 17.10 REPLY#157 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.10 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg60923/#msg60923
CHAPTER 17.11 REPLY#159 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.11 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61212/#msg61212
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CHAPTER 17.13 REPLY#168 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.13 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg61892/#msg61892
CHAPTER 17.14 REPLY#171 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.14 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg62326/#msg62326
CHAPTER 17.15 REPLY#172 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.15 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg62851/#msg62851
CHAPTER 17.16 REPLY#173 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.16 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg63782/#msg63782
CHAPTER 17.17 REPLY#174 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg64643/#msg64643
CHAPTER 17.17.1 REPLY#177 FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.17.1 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg65342/#msg65342
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   The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

   Chapter Two

Hello, wooo lol, Madcow Sammy's back! You know not so long ago, we met up with some rough looking strangers going down to Mohave, passing in through tonto forest along the cave creek river, but all of dem, had rifles and all these boys were saying, was they were hunters of mountain lions and wanted to know about bone out requirements near our farmland.

Well, farmer Gerry was right brown down suspicious of these boys.

They weren't on horse back, oh naw! Nope! These boys were driving! Driving and styling! Dey had, several shiny long, longggg, black horse trailers with black tinted windows. One was shot up with bullet holes! Being out here in Arizona sometimes you get mighty strong feelings about certain folks passing through and well these feller's seemed stranger than strange.

They claimed that a rare prized Cock fighting rooster name Cuchillo, had been stolen along with his female mate a chicken named Draculasita! And they were hoping to see if Farmer Gerry might of heard or seen him round these parts.

They said this chicken was very valuable as a champion game cock bird, cause it was bred by the Wahaba Brothers of Mexico, and was specially conditioned for stamina and strength and that he had his wattle cut off and was known to make long cooing calls. They pulled out a bunch of photos of the chickens and displayed them to Farmer Gerry to see if he recognize them, but Farmer Gerry said he didn't recognize any of them !

They also asked if they could spend the nite on Farmer Gerry's land down near the cave creek. Farmer Gerry said no! The fella doing all the talking was talking smooth as can be, one small sneaky looking guy, going by the name, of Mr. nice. Farmer Gerry, thought to himself, what the hell type of name for a mexican with long blond hair under his cowboy hat and funny tattoo on his neck! He wore a black patch over one eye and was sly and he had a big Glock gun sticking in his waist band, not exactly a gentleman.

Mr. Nice looked disappointed, glance downward turned and walked toward his big truck saying : Thanks anyway and moved on. But turns out they left but they came back at night and sure enough, did set up camp down near the river without permission and without saying a word. Next morning Farmer Gerry found the bloody remains of a sloppy deer hunt! Apparently they killed the deer for food! Also he found a dead cock fighting rooster , apparently they were using the place to have a cock fight and one of the birds got killed! A lot of blood and guts were on the ground drying out in the hot sun, and these boys left the place in ah mess! With the deer, they did a bone out all right but didn't clean up and left lots of wasted meat smelling up the place it was a disgraced.

But, they're gone. Just hope they don't come back, might be trouble, thought Farmer Gerry.

Anyway always stuff happening round here!

Oh year, remember that , that female chicken, we was talking bout , the one that thinks she's a dog, well rumor has it while the other chickens were laying eggs, they found a Glock#19 gun in her nest in stead of eggs! Can you imagine, boy, Lordy me, that chicken been changing in more ways than one! Well, sir Farmer Gerry sent that sick chick to see somebody, I don't remember his name some famous shrink, doctor , who shucks, his name escapes me for now! Anyway. Well changing the subject for a minute : Well sir, Lordy knows our governor , Jacky K. brewer she don't make mexicans happy in her state and can't wait to greet them on the way out! Funny thing, before her tribe came to Arizona, Arizona was Mexican prior to 1912! The state of Arizona was admitted to the United States union in february14, 1912. So whats up with her? Are all the Mexican and Indians and Hispanics born there are suddenly supposed to up an live like they don't belong there or have a life or history there? Boy folks, some are born to make trouble for other folks! But, thats not all,President Obama is apparently mexican in her eyes too, she no doubt like to drop a get him out of here law on him too! But can't do! At the air port, the President came to her state, words were spoken and she pointed a finger in his plate?
Our Gov.. She points her finger at the pres., with disrespect, red neck, black necks, you guys are not in kinder garden no more , grow up, QUIPS Farmer Gerry as he reads his morning newspaper, while eating ah fresh bowl of milk with blue berries! But she did calm down and show respect to Gabby, Thank the lord she not Mexican , I guess that what she thought! She was given respects to the miracle lady who got shot in the head with a Glock #19 gun in a failed asassination attempt! This happened awhile back. Our Governor,Miss Jacky K. brewer, she recently commented : "Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords has been a noble public servant to the state of Arizona, and a model of what can be accomplished with persistence and determination. Her remarkable recovery over the last year is an inspiration to us all." Gabby Giffords went to president Obama State of the nation speech, she received a big warm hug from the President, and afterward she announced her stepping down from the Congress, saying she needs to dedicate her self just to her recovery!

Speaking of moments to remember did you check the Artist Tauruss 66 new picture called " the Monument"

It was amazing! But me, I just like the way he put that picture together and all! The balls looked like worlds sitting on top of each other, My girl Madcow Lady Ga Ga, said she love the way he made us feel we were looking up at big balls rising up to heaven! She said the balls were nice and shiny like gun cartridges, kind of reminded her of bullet casings, and that it had of all things, the these shiny balls had the fire power of a Glock pistol! See it here> http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=10029
Strange thing though, speaking about the Glock, that plastic, large magazine pistol, the Glock! That Austrian boy, called Mr. Gaston Glock, he designed that bad boy! Old man Glock introduced the plastic gun stuff called ferritic nitro carburizing with anti corrosion properties and a slick looking surface that will kill ya! The Drug Cartels love it, they be singing to that great melody in the night clubs, goes something like this, if you care to sing along!
" Glock, Glock, Glock, goes pop, pop, pop bullets feel real, full you full of steel gotta Glock, Glock, Glock rocks! Don't gotts to take crap, gripe, Glock give ya might, ain't no hype! " Glock, Glock, Glock, goes pop, pop, pop, bullets feel real, full you full of steel, full you full of steel, full you full of steel, Don't go hungry, ticket to a meal! Steal! Gotta Glock, Glock, Glock in da hood, Gotta Glock, Glock, Glock in da hood, do what ya should , go full your dog with steel, eat his meal!

" Glock, Glock, Glock, goes pop, pop! Cool song!

It's playing hot on the radio in Arizona! Funny thing, though speaking on the serious side for a moment. Arizona is always making history!

It's a Glock #19 gun that Congress woman Gabby owns her self and it was a Glock#19 that was used to try to shoot her in the head by her would be killer her! Ironic don't you think? And now one of our own chickens on the farm turns out to be carrying one, Wow, small world ain't it? We found a dead chicken in the farm house. The chicken had been lynched and hung from the rafters on the outside wall of the attic where the dark window is on the backside of the farm house! Farmer Gerry is investigating cause the bird had all its blood sucked out of her! We don't know who did it. But the chicken who thinks she is a dog, He said he's not sure how she came to the farm house maybe she just snuck in and mixed in with the others chickens , we just don't know, he said? But due to the fact she be acting strange and all, and carrying a pistol, well sir Farmer Gerry, after he found drugs on her, decided to sender to rehab!

Fact is I think she is in a session now.

MEAN WHILE IN SESSION AT THE DOCTORS OFFICE!

Doctor Kelly, who is english and is from the Royal College of Psychiatrists in Britain, interviews Maxine as she lays on a couch inside with the lights out, in a special security isolation booth. This is because the doctor will not let himself be seen by dangerous inmates for his own protection! But this is a high tech hyperbolic chamber system that allows a scan in which he can see the chicken in the dark to ascertain for example : allows you to get good enough views at the inmate and if you are paying attention to the chickens body language, voice tonality, eye accessing cues, inductive and deductive reasoning, and what the chicken is saying , so on and so forth, you can learn a lot! If you work for law enforcement, you would definitely be trilled to have a system like this!
She cain't see the Doctor but she can hear him.

Good morning, Miss Maxine. I am doctor Kelly,

says the Doctor smiling and cheerfully addressing the young lady laying on the psychiatric couch.

How are you feeling to day?

I' d feel a hell of lot better if you call me by my real name doc, quips the strange chick!

Oh I am sorry, we have you down as Miss Maxine, Thats what Farmer Gerry said you called yourself. Maybe he got your name wrong? What is your real name? Draculasita Mezzanine. Draculasita Mezzanine. I will update your chart right now, sorry! I am typing it into my ipad as we speak. Thats a beautiful name too, where are you from? Slab city!

Slab city, whats that? A small camp in the Colorado desert, thats where I was born. We got our laws and ways of doing things. We are unplugged and like it like that! Where about is this town, asked the doctor curiously? A bit east of inland California. We have you down as living on Little Farmer Gerry Cow farm Miss Draculasita. You Like it where you are now Miss Draculasita? Yep! Thats good, cause when you are happy where you are there's nothing you can't achieve! What are some of the things you like? Things I like? Yes, what I mean is, you know, things you do to make your time there a happy one! Do have a lot of friends there? Ah sure, I do! Good, I am glad to hear that!

What do you and your good friends like to do? Why? Well, I like to know a little more about you to be able to understand you, so when we talk like this, I may be able to help you when situations come up you might need help working out with them, and discuss it with you, thats all! So what do you like to do with your friends?

We like to use our noses! Your nose! All that matters is noses! We use our nose and trust it, because we know our nose is watching our back, looking out for us, there is no challenge to hard, no hunt we can't accomplish! Hunt, asked the doctor curiously? Chicken hunt? Do chickens hunt asked the Doctor puzzled and a little bewildered? Who you calling chicken? Who you calling chicken doctor Kelly? You calling me names man ? Do I look like I am chicken to you, shit? You don't know who you messing with doc?

Well, I er, I meant, What? What you meant? Come on. What you meant man?

I ain't scared a nothing.

Tell me what you [ bleep bleep ] meant? Man, you [ bleep bleep, bleeping ] better not be dissin me man! I am in this dark room and can't see you but I got the nose, baby! I can smell and hunt you down baby! I can't see you but I can smell you and get you!

Oh boy this is Madcow Sammy again, sounds like that Doctor Kelly being threatened ? Boy dat doc got his hands full! Yes, sir ree bob! Speaking of chickens you remember a while back, we,re talking bout that other chicken, Miss watts her name? Oh year! Miss Wang take a shower, year thats the one, well sir, last time you dropped by the dark side of dark forest was in Miss wang take a showers eye!

Remember dat chick, the chinese chick, wound up hot trapped in a pot by hot foxes. Well, sir talk about crying, that child was a crying, fraid of dying , can't blame her though all she did was to go strolling in the Dark forest , she wanted to ask Superman owl, what is a Fractal and she got fract in the head noggin with a big hammer, bad mamma jammer! She got trapped in pot and nuts the fox got, their funny bones gregariously singing and carrying on celebrating their happy song! They would hop up and down happily clapping their hands and given high fives and swaying to the band, , and jumping to the music on the radio as they sang and danced around and around the pot! You can sing along too! Sing:

Hey hey hey, chop , chop, chop! They say ,Hey hey hey, chop , chop, chop! They say, We gotta chicken in da pot!

We gotta chicken in da pot pot! Dats wot we got! We gotta chicken in da pot! We gotta chicken in da pot pot! Come on down , we gonna get on down! We gotta chicken in da pot! We gotta chicken in da pot pot! Wot, Wot, I say chicken in da pot, We gotta chicken in da pot pot! Hey please tell me, wot time is it ? Hey please tell me, wot time is it ? Dinnerrrrrrrrrr timmeeeeeeeeeeee,! Hooray hoorayyyyyyyy! Hey Rodchester , are you a happy fox? Yes, boss I is a happy fox, Hey Rodchester wot say we light a fire under dat pot.

MEAN WILD INSIDE THE POT!

Inside the pot! Poor little Miss Wang take a shower, called Superman and said. Oh me oh my. I didn't go to bed last nite, cause I got hit the head! The fox hit me in the head with I don't know what ,perhaps a rock and I locked in a pot, they wanted to eat me lit a fire and my pot got hot, help , help she called SUPERMAN OWL!, He got SMS text message saying yo yo,its getting hot in here ,yo yo,it's getting hot in here! Got ta get fresh air can you get me outta here? But although she called Superman owl for help to come to her rescue , but he said unfortunately he couldn't now because he was in space somewhere but that he told her he was on is way, but in the meantime he would help by giving her instructions on what to do!
   So he said,Ok , First thing I need to survey and define the level property casualty assessment time critical approach damages to get an causality surveillance environmental ambiance data set so I can ascertain and have and idea what your adversaries are up to, and beside that I need to know what ever armament capabilities they might possess! Oh so sorry I am Oriental, my english is not so good, plea excuse! Still don't understand everything Superman? Comprehension is not a prerequisite! Must trust in the force! Just shut up and listen to me and do as I tell you or you will die! Do you understand now?
Yes, Superman! First thing. I understand that its dark in the pot but, what I need is for you to do is to fly up to the upper most top of the pot and place your Smart phone with its volume turn on high and press it up against any crack you may see so I can listen to what's being said outside of the pot, I will be able to amplify this with my superior hearing powers and find out what your enemies are planning!

Do it now! Yes, Superman owl!
   What I hear is good, they plan to cook you, but they forgot to bring matches so one of them is running off to buy some matches, along with duck sauces, barbecues sauce and a box of Heineken beer, while the other will attempt to start a fire under the pot by rubbing stones together! One will then go to the near by stream, bring water which they plan to pour into the pot with you so they can boil you, then take you out de-pluck your feathers, remove your eyeballs, cut out your inners, clean your meat, then place your body on a barbecue grill and barbecue you with old down home New Orleans style barbecue sparge juice over your meat, along with onions lemons, and succulent honeysuckle glazes. What they call in NewOrleans "debris po-boy" which means they plan to make a hot submarine roasted chicken sandwich out of you! Then eat you! All of thIs will take time. So that gives us time to plan a strategy and gives me a time window to effectuate and set up the macro oscillations! NOW Next thing I need to know is the weight, wall thickness and dimensions of the Pot! To accomplish this I need your help! I need you keep the volume on high of your smart phone and to begin to tap the side of the wall of the pot six times on one side of the pot and six times on the bottom of the pot! This will set up echo locutionary structure statistics of the components of the structure so I can hear them!

Do it now! Yes, Superman!
Tic tap tap, tic tap tap, tic tap tap, tic tap tap,tic tap tap, tic tap tap, ok great, good we're in luck.
Ok! This is what we learned! The pot has nickel non corrosive properties alloys and weights approximately 56. 2 pounds and its metal pot is 1000 millimeters, with internal wall diameter and 0.0625 nominal thickness, manufactured from combination of nickel/ iron plate. And it's not really a pot but an old water drum, circa 2005, it was apparently lost somehow!
Next thing I need is to get more data, so I am going to be quiet for a while, so if you don't hear me for a moment, don't get scared stay calm, but I AM STILL HERE WITH YOU ! I just need to get a GPS and visuals to see your location and habitat structurally! I ' ll hack into any one of these secret Russian, American or Chinese or Indian satellites here in space and bounce some alphas to triangulate your location, this should not take me long,
Oh Superman OWL you are god! No, Miss Wang take a shower , I am an ARCHITECTURAL FRACTOLOGIST!
Just sit tight! Give me a minute, just stay calm Ok? Yes, Superman answered Miss Wang take a shower! She really was scared and didn't understand practically nothing, but she did the best she could and thats all anybody could do, and if anybody could save her it was Superman Owl! Superman, she said,

I am scared! Must trust in the force! FORCE! What force you talking about? Don't be scared he spat abruptly,in his strong self assure way of speaking! Every thing is going to be all right, he said, and when you heard him speak, you could tell without a doubt this man knew what the hell he was saying!
I have interpassed firewall X3-18.0500 password decryption code bt7.023.5 composites and I am in, I am inputing a code re-directive subroutine algorithm indication of a circuitry mal function signal this will allow me to over ride security and commandeer the telescopic lens and get a visual! GOOD! Oh yes, I ZOOMED IN! I see the pot, and now with super powers I can see through the walls at you and my,my Miss Wang take a shower you are very attractive! Oh you got to be kidding I don't got no make up on and I know I must look a wreck in this dirty filthy pot! You got me blushing Superman! Your HOT! Oh Superman shut your mouth!
Next, he said I need to elevate the pot quickly off of the ground using atmospheric pressure suspension technology, I am working on with a research team with Nasa, I will use equatorial quantum harmonics Class [0.12 ] oscillations algorithmic vibrations to induce subatomic properties increases in the material that could then easily exhibit spontaneous ferromagnetization a net magnetic moment strong enough for the phenomena by our external magnetic field beam to raise up the pot and move it out of harms way from the fire, so everything will be OK! You'll be ok! To offset I need you to harness a sound vibration inside the pot, go to this site turn up any sound file as I start the oscillations! He text her this : this is telling it like this bum ba bum bum bum , bum bum, bum ba bum bum bum, bum bum bum ba bum bum bum, bum bum! Cool very cool~
see it here >//www.youtube.com/watch?v=u-ltkFndsEY
Ok so far so good! I like that beat it gives good vibrations! Bum ba bum bum bum , bum bum, bum ba bum bum bum!

I think you should be feeling like you're going up in an elevator Miss Wang take a shower, do you ? Yes, it's amazing what floor do I get off? You don't, what I am doing is I am floating the pot up and away from the fire wood. NEXT, I can now see the foxes have a lead wire tying the lid of the pot shut, I am melting that, there its done now you will be able to push open the lid and fly out, but don't do it till I give you the signal! OK? OK! When I tell you the coast is clear and get out, you can open the top and fly silently away but I don't want them to notice you so I will wait , and cause a diversion to distract them from you, that way you will be able to get away safely. Then I want you to return to the farm! Got it? Yes, oh yes Superman owl! I can see the foxes are going nuts outside as they are shocked to see the pot rising into the air. I will wait for an opportunity to start a big diversion to distract them or something that will cause a lot of smoke and when I think its good time for you to escape I'll tell you when!

Wow, now we can relax for a moment!

You care for an ice cold drink? What you, what, you mean you can do that? They don't call me Superman Owl for nothing! What do you drink? Cold beer, wine, or do you care for a margarita on the rocks? Oh my all of the above will do I could use a couple of drinks its true, after all what I am gong through! Still scared and blue but happy too, thanks to you! Sure why not, I am going to beam down a soft red cherry wine on the rocks hows that? Cool, do you by any chance have potato chips too ? How about some Chinese pork fried rice? Er Miss Wang take shower perhaps you'll have dinner with me later? Sure, oh yes, oh my me oh my! YES! And then I will ask you to tell me all about fractals! It will be my pleasure, said Superman Owl !
MEAN WILD OUT SIDE THE POT!
The big black pot hovered in the air just off the ground, four feet off the ground, so the foxes panicked not knowing what to do, Bigteeth said: What a load of dinosaur diarrhea this is, he said disgusted, sad, their dreams come asunder, tears forming in their sorry eyes as they went on witnessing the impossible !
They didn't want it to float away, an idea popped in Rodchester stupid head, lets get the air head crazy the bear, to jump up on the pot and with his enormous weight he'll bring it down to the ground! So big teeth stayed watching the pot while Rodchester ran to get the bear, the bear was fast asleep in his cave, and was angry to be woken up, so Rodchester struck a deal, look he said , theres a pot floating in the air and we want you to sit on it and because your big and heavy it will be forced to come down to the ground, said nasty Rodchester the fox to big black bear named crazy! But crazy was no dummy and asked Why? WHY ? ER said Rodchester because it a bad president to have big pots learn they can fly! Soon all the pots in the world will come to the dark forest and start flying all over the place it would be an environmental ecological disaster, but you can stop this , If I was big like you I would sit on this pot my self! Oh please crazy bear. Don't let this pot start something bad like a pot flying craze. I tell you it's a sin, it's terrible! It's wrong!
   YOU GOTTA BE PULLING MY LEG! Said crazy bear, so he went along to see whats was happening and sure enough when he got to the ragged dark forest tree lane he saw this big black pot floating off of the ground and to the right about eight feet away was a small camp fire the type somebody sets to cook something?
What is the fire over there for asked crazy bear? We are cold so we wanted to keep out selves warm! SO, you know boy, we went on a head, and built a little hot fire, to keep our bones warm. boy! What ? This is Arizona! Its ninety degrees in the winter time! it ain't cold? What hell you guys pulling ? Year, it sounds funny to you young folks, but we are old folks, you know how old people when they get old their circulation slows down and well, they feel cold. Well, asked crazy bear, how old are you? How old are you? Er well replied Bigteeth proudly I am one hundred sixty-two and half years old, and my friend Rochester is two hundred so to us its cold outside! Sick mother tuckers boy I tell you, but still it is strange that a pot is flying in the air, shucks I nabber seen such a thing!, Then you'll sit on it a bring it down? Sure, answered crazy bear with a wide buggies wuggies white teeth grin, so the crazy bear hopped on top of the big black pot thinking it would fall down, but to every ones surprise, the pot suddenly, shot up into the air, swerving and flew back down over the fire, and tipped over on its side, tossing the big, fat old, bear straight into the fire which consumed him, and the bear was crying help, and yelling as he died, great balls of fire, light my fire, light my fire light it owwwwwwwwww he roared and yelled burning in a big fire ball and screamed as he ran lickity split toward a stream and into the steam, he jumped in up and down and splat, and that was the end of that! But notice how cunning the foxes are, that they didn't reveal the real reason they wanted the pot down was because there was a chicken inside! So now what, asked Bigteeth, as the pot came down and hovered off the ground just about five feet now!
   Go get crazy and bring him back! Boss, crazy gotta be dead? So what, Bigteeth yelled angrily, even the dead eat chicken! Look we'll tell him there's a chicken inside the pot! That should bring him back to life and tell him if he opens up the pot and reaches inside and gets the chicken for us, we will give him a piece of the chicken! So Rochester brings back the dead bear, who is pissed, but wants a piece of chicken, but the bear is using his noodle now, and plants a new deal " I WILL CATCH THE CHICKEN, and I will give you foxes whats left over! You'll get one chicken foot for you Rodchester and one chicken foot for you Big teeth, what do you guys say?

Bigteeth, calmly walked around in a circle pondering this new twist!

YOU know boy, youknow boy, I use to like you! You was one of the boys, but you gotten greedy in your old age, and I understand where you're coming from! He then turn and looked at the big burnt up black bear, and pulled out his harmonica and began to play! Now whenever Bigteeth plays his harmonica, it's a secret signal to Rodchester that he wants Rochester to kill that person! So Rodchester sneaks behind the bear and out of his bag of tricks lites up dynamite sticks and silent as a shadow that he is, tip toes behind bear and lays some under his butt there, then runs away hides, as Bigteeth begins to play his harmonica some distance away. The bear looking on impatiently wondering what this fox is up to! The melody was happy but sad and sounded something like this : twangy twang, twang din dum twang, twangy twang, twang din dum twang, old rest in peace grease twangy twang, then , then all of sudden was heard a big ear splitting boom! BOOM! A hell red loud explosion rocks the spot where the bear was no more not! May he rest in peace Rodchester said smiling? Bigteeth puts his harmonica away in his pocket and turns and looks at Rodchester. Hey Rochester! Yes, Boss. We got unfinished business to take care of! Yes, boss, he said as the fire and heavy black smoke cleared : They turned their attention back and looked at the pot! You know Rodchester life is hard! Don't you agree, asked Big teeth? Yes, boss.
Boss did I do good? Bigteeth turned his head, looked at Rochester curiously. Then look at the ground. Then raised his eyes slowly upward at the prize and squinting his tiny black hearted beady eyes, looking silently at the pot for one long sweet moment, you could feel the anger in him, and sense his determination as he said, adroitly : Why soil with questioning, the irrelevance the necessity of his demise catharsis?
"OH OH I am getting OUT OF HERE! Got another tweet , just when this is getting good too! Come ba la, come ba la, come ba la be!, said the spirit casting a magic spell over the dark forest and thee, inquisitively! Whats coming next is what y'all got ta see! What will happen next? Somebody else is going to die! So I gotta go! Bye! Too da loo! "

Hi, gee wow, I am back , had a big lunch, need to sit down, Cow brain sure does fill ya up! Thought I tell you how we felt about the new picture that Artist fellar made, its so, so cool! It reminds me of the sun going down and casting a nice shiny glow on the chickens, now I know what your thinking why? Well you know I am so small, so that chickens running around in the farm yard look mighty big to me so this picture resembles my point of view when I am looking up at a chicken, If were on the ground. And I can tell you if you look at the color on those fractals in this mans picture, well sir, when the sun sets down in Arizona, thats the exact same color the chickens take on, on their shiny feathers reflected, when the late afternoon deep orange sunlight hits them. Mighty purdy, mighty purdy indeed! Sure is honey! I wonder if Tauruss66 ever been to Arizona? Well, don't know. could be! I 'll ask him! Well anyways, talking bout his colors in this pic, sir, I swear, thats same nice rustic orange you see when the sun just about slides down in the horizon! You can say that again, honey, and did you notice how he got that nice blue in there too! You mean in the background? Year, I see it. How sweet it is! Reminds me of the sweet cool color that comes over the river just before nightfall, looks cool and refreshing after the sun goes down , said Madcow lady Ga Ga looking on approvingly! And I wonder if he's a farmer boy at heart because I swear these things in his picture, look like plants growing in a garden! What ever they are they sure enough look cool ta me! Check out this link and tell me what ya think? see it here >http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=10098 You know honey, you just might be right cause in his next pic he got them big Arizona eat ya alive type spider webs in it , just wat we got growing out here! Lordy me your right, dat do look the spider webs we got growing out in da barn! I love da color in this pic too, but you know, course, looking at it good, it looks like that see through bikini you wear when we go to da beach! Ah shut up, Madcow sammy.
see it here>http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=10125

Anyway, shucks , got ta cut it short, I am getting another tweet, I' ll update on what happening later we got lots and lots to talk bout, don't got no time now! got ta run, too da loo! I gotta go, I got another tweet bye, bye, adios, adieu, abschied, 告別 ,告别 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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Continuation tribute to the Master Tauruss66

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Stories from THE FRACTAL FORUM CELEBRITY NEWS inspired by his work ; entitled, " SLURP " rendered and created by Master Tauruss66 in the year 2011 on Earth!

THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY
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   The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

   Chapter Three

[ 1]
WAHH WOOO NOOO BLLLL NO! Can't talk, Madcow Sammy is crying!

How could it happen?

Waaaah wqahhh yaaa no MOO, MOO gee whiz, Buck buck bark! tweet, tweet, bow, wow,cock ga doodle doooooo!
Gagamagggga hi chime back co bbbbbboo cough cough! sad, no, noooo!
No we not on coke!

Not yet! Every one on the farm is just crying, balling, going nuts!

Tears falling oh like crap! Wa, waaaa! , like been in a state of shock, Oh, hi, its just poor little old me, Madcow Sammy down on Little Gerrys Cow Farm!
Yo, its me, again I am not thinking too good, me Madcow Sammy, wasn't in the mood, good, mood, that is for talking, to no one. Let alone you! I was have-ing a bad hair day! Believe me you.

Its hard to respond to all my tweets I barely eats! Barely can stand on my feets, Don't care to eat my favorite treats, Cow brains, what, WAH waaaaa blabbing nooooo, ow it hurts so! So much! It's so hard to keep talking with you, guys, cause I am sad! I hate life!,Yep thats right! You heard me right! Life suck, sucks! See, we had a death in the family! It was La Lupe, the horse that sings, one of our beloved lady prized cuban horses, on Little Gerry's Cow Farm! I was watching the Super bowl, when Alkatrass the squirrel came in and told me about it! I fell back on my ass ! Serious! It bugged me out !

She was one great big hearted cuban lady from havana cuba! And boy, tell you this sir, you haven't seen a horse dance till you've seen La Lupe the horse dance!
I know what you're thinking all horses dance, well maybe in your house, said willy the mouse! Who the hell knows what goes on in your house?
Moo, Mooooo Moo Oh big moo wash eel no? I can't believe it, Madcow Sammy, can you? No! Penelope, It's hard for me too! Wash wahhhh og ga bah ga ba MOO,mooooooo, Oh, try, sniff, sniff, try to calm down girl, she'll live in out heart do your hears, I said to my host, penelopee the cow, you know I live in her head! She was really taking it hard. That said, every body was, oh , my lord, she kept mooing, and mooing. She mooed five days straight, constipate! She and all the other farm animals were crying up a storm, just ah wailing! So much tears were falling, falling like rain making the soil soggy wet! We missed her! As you all, can imagine, you know living inside a cow brain, gets hard at times! You get to see the world through her eyeballs, and I can tell you guys, I, well when I talk to you, you hear me but see her, when I send out a frequency wave so you can hear me,and when I want to talk to her I send out another to communicate with her, sometimes people think, they are just conversing with a cow, cause they are staring up into penelopees face, but they are rapping with me wave length wise! Easy right? It takes some time getting accustomed to! Getting your head around the concept, but what the hell doesn't everything? What I observed,though, was that : Penelopee and La Lupe were close friends. Hey, Penelopee! Year, Sammy.

What? What did you like most about our dearly departed?

Well, she was good. Truely a nice person. A good person.

She would take the shirt off her back to help you, you know, you hear what I am saying? Year, I said. I know! Its hard to see her go! It chokes me up inside! Its just a lot bunches of strange events, thats bad, terrible! I recall all her good attributes, I , what I mean thats what I keep in mind. She cuts a rug, OMG, this horse could dance, man! She be dancing and she all was had a big grin on her cute face! Honestly, gee whiz, She was smart too! Kind, just a nice all around horse! Like I was saying, she was a real Cuban treat, and was always singing them, Cuban Caribbean Afro music! She be doing her dancing thing on all fours, and singing this song in spanish, that sounded something like this ; Dar les con sabor lo que llamamos, deja papito solito solito, deja me! Besa me mucho! Mullato suave Digan muchachos! Aprovecharse del momento! ahi ahi si baby!, she'd be sing and yelling in a her oh so cool vibrant style, well sir, I remember her voice so clearly. She was grooving! She's so groovy, and that ain't no lie, boy, tell you! Well too bad! So sad, sadly what happened was she was racing drunk and ran off a high mountain plateau by accident!

She didn't notice till she was in the mid air and it dawned on her things was not right , when her hooves were suspended in the air, so she automatically put on the brakes, shifted in reverse, but she got tired, no more energy, and out of gas, desperate she quickly struggled to put her hand out as she was zooming downward and stretched to grab hold of a tree sticking out of the side of the cliff, luckily she grabbed the branch, breaking her fall !

But a sneaky snake was wrapped and intertwined in it.

It got pissed, and up and took a bite at her hand.

its fangs sunk deep and La Lupe gave a loud yell : Ow Ow woo Caramba Que te pasa? She told the snake to go jump in the lake, so the snake bit her again and again! Then bit her on her nose, Then bit her on the toes, Then can you believe it, the snake had the balls to tell her to go to hell! Well things were mighty punky funky now! La Lupe grabbed the snake with her tail and strangled it! Now the snake didn't just up and die without a big fight! Mind you , oh no, not him!
It screamed out and hollered holy hell! Now all the while the tree La Lupe was dangling from was shaking terribly and coming loose, till the weight of the horse pulled the tree out and, oh lordy, it suddenly came down La Lupe and the dead snake. Now La lupe zoomed down landing on her big head, luckily, which was a good thing cause you see the girls head was hard, boy I tell you, the girl was hard headed, so guess what? She didn't feel it, she didn't feel a thing, problem was that she bounced up and fell way over into the swamp full of alligators who ate her.

All that was left of her ass was her I phone!

Yep! Thats the breaks!

Thats how it goes sometimes! Yep, year! tell you I was, I was so so devastated when they told me the sad news, I just burst out crying! I was so sad, she was loved by everybody, She got along with, the chickens, the cows, Penelopee the cow, mo hog, little can't budge , the pony, Margarita the cat, Margarita only speaks spanish so these girls were great pals. Oh what can I say she was loved by all the farm animals, she will be missed! I am truly gone miss her. I been playing her music to keep her alive in my mind. See to us, she was somebody special, Oh well I don't know . I can't believe it happened, It is so weird, she was so young, the girl could run on all four backwards and race any body! Great race horse wow! I am so so so sad, broken up. I can't take it any more, said Penelopee, to me!

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I live in her brain and I didn't know what to think or do, I would pace backwards and forwards! I would go walking around in side the fractal like shapes in her head, and I thinks to my self, what do I dread? Do I, I do. I take a bite here and there to eat. I eat my treat, she don't mind, she don't feel a thing! And sit here, contemplating things, turn up the volume off my itunes and just layback, chill out and close my eyes rest up and relax! When I speak to you, she can hear me, my voice comes out of penelopee's head, and I know its confusing, but hey, so what life, what in life is not, every thing in life is confusing! Sometimes I need a change of scenery, so I pack up some bottles of milk, some cowbrain sandwiches for lunch, take my girl Madcow Lady Ga GA and split!
And we run down out of Penelopees brain and up and out through her ear, and out, to the outside! And once outside we flag down a ride on a taxi fly, good guy fly we know and hitch a ride to anywhere, but here, sometimes into another cow!,
[ 3 ]
speaking of which, we stumbled upon one new cow, that Farmer Jerry imported into our neck of the woods, We met him, a strange gentlemen though. He seemed like one cow, that was a bit, how should we say, er, over the top, demented, guy who got Madcow disease, he thinks he can fly! So we went down that a away to check him out to see if it was true, and sure enough boy, that boy was sick! Hey howdy partner, my name is Madcow Sammy, you er, look like you new to these parts boy? Moo moo , I might be mistaken but why are you standing on that box, you are joking right? What are you going to do, jump off an commit suicide, I asked him smilingly and just as joke? JUST as I said that, the cow, done up and launched into the air. Zoom ! Going up real fast into the air, flapping his legs like they were wings, the noise was excruciatingly loud, like a giant bumble bee! Buzzzzzz BUZZZZZZZZZZ And could you believe it ? This here boy flew across the farmyard,turned and banked quickly, then quicker then you could say OMG, shifted its body and zoomed up and came down for landing on the roof of the farmhouse, looked down at me, and said,Year I am new around these parts, my name is Humm -bird-berger cowboy, now Humm-bird-berger cowboy was smoking stuff man, I tell you, that boy, he got Madcow disease, no doubt about it! And, astonishing as it sounds, he not only thinks he can fly, he does! That boy flies! He be trying to flap his legs just to fly! But, wait we will leave Humm-bird-berger cowboy, for another story to tell you about later in another tweet,

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Cause right now, so many things is going on this farm , I, wait, what the, wait, she, Oh oh! What, shah! pipy ? Coming behind you! Who? Oh him Fuggetabout it, Look, I don't want anyone else to hear me, wait ! OK, well like , I , I'll explain later, anyway, can't tell you every thing! You know! Some much is happening in here! Holy shit, its sick! Living in Cyberspace is a high you should try! I do believe I saw something clawing fast like lighting zooming across the farm grounds, well shut my mouth if it ain't margarita the cat! Hey, Margarita, did you hear bout, Claramente chico escuché, clearly she said, I heard, I'll translate cause she only likes to speak in spanish, Muchacho, Madcow Sammy, Boy Madcow Sammy, I am so sad, but mad to hear what happen to my girl, LA Lupe, ella y yo éramos amigos, La Lupe and I we were good friends, It was sad to hear about it, but you know something sammy, this bitch was cool with me, and you know how I am I just don't make friends wit every old tom dick and harry, you know what I am saying, She said right, Madcow Sammy? She was a simple girl, ok, smiling! Let me spell it out for you : S, I, M, P, L, E! Do you hear what I am saying? And she wasn't a rich bitch , you know! She was born in dirty poverty in a tiny ghetto in San Pedrito in Santiago de Cuba, thats where she originated from and from the time she was a tiny little horsey, she always loved to dance and sing. She always would be telling me lots of stories about her mother trying so hard, do you hear me, to raise her up like good cuban lady, you know what I am saying Madcow Sammy? I, hear you girl! Her, momma, long legs bazzos, would beat her in pedazos , trying to make that bad child good, like any mother should! But it wasn't to be! She tried to do the best with that child, she did, you know, what I am saying Madcow Sammy? Yep, I do! But like, she did, you know have a problem drinking, cause you know Cuba, Sabes! You know, they're very big on drinking their famous Bacardi Rum down there!, So she'd pack down a couple a bottles a day, anyway ! And besides singing and dancing, luckily the bitch, she knew how to run fast, and the people saw her, liked her,and put her in the racing tournament she won, they put her in another she won that, another she won that one too! OMG, My bitch was on a roll! , She kept winning and slowly became famous as racing horse, and when her owner finally died, she and lot of his horses were sold and when she got old, wasn't fast no more, you know what I am saying, Madcow Sammy, they thought about sending her to the glue factory, and thats when the Good farmer Gerry stepped in and bought her and brought her here to our wonderful farm, thank god, Blessed be dear that man, she lived a good life here! Its terrible the way it ended, she got messed up, you know she was drunk as usual, that girl had a bad, bad drinking problem always. Year I know, sad, the way it went! Si, pero sabes Que., Year but you know what, she said to me? I think it was big lie or something very very fishy was going down! So, when, Margarita, said that to me, I was kinda taken aback and I looked squarely at her laying on the floor of the farm house floor, thinking to my self! What do you mean Margarita? Well, Madcow Sammy, she said, the only person that was the sold witness to the murder was Succotash, the mighty bird vulture, and that boy is sick! Succotash the mighty wouldn't lie about seeing her death, I said pondering in my mind her words. Now margarita was the farms black cat, her duty, was to take care of the rat problem here on the farm, but apart from that, in to my head this idea, hatched, maybe Succotash was lying, after all, he was a strange bird indeed! A scavenger, a black vulture, vultures duty in life is eat the dead, turn them back into compost, cause every body knows, the dead, rot, fot, stink on the brink, and breed lots and lots of flies, that fill the skies and bring rain storms on the plains of hot Arizona, an thought I did bout what this cat was saying stuff thats on cutting edge of dark mystery to me!
So I asked ,why she thought suspiciously about what succotash had said?

She said: Porgue el es un magico programmer, because he is magician, a magician programmer, that belongs to a strange club in another world. What, I asked, thinking to my self, What club, was that, I asked her?
Margarita looked up at me , jumped on top of Penelopees head and whispered into the cows ear, knowing I was inside Penelopees listening, el es miembro del club del fractals llama a Los foros de fractal, She said he belong to the Fractal Forums, where strange things happens.

What, OMG, No, Si senor, Si,she said yes! I was shocked and asked, Succotash belongs to the Fractal Forums?

OMG! The government , is trying to shut that place down!

Those guys go in to outer space! 3D space, 4d space, its nothing these guys cain't do, They got hackers in there, guys that create stuff no one even knows about. They got wild programmers from others world, they even got that director dude I was talking to you bout,Tauruss66, in the mix, I told her what he and the sheriff did to me! But, But . . But are you sure I exclaimed nervously hoping in my heart of heart she was wrong!? Are you sure? Are you sure ?
That Succotash was lying and if so why in the world, would he be lying, I asker her, staring intently at her in her large black cat eyes! The cat looked around wearily, circumspectively, this way and that, making sure no body else was watching and listening beside me, Madcow Lady Ga Ga , and Penelopee the cow. I think he's a magician programmer and a serious under handed coder, I 've heard him talking in his sleep, I think that bird is mad! And put his formulas in the computer, along with fractal things he works on. He is very strange. He's not married, lives alone, and he is always, on the computer making these thing he calls fractals. Well, I said that don't mean nothing, it don't mean he had anything to do with La Lupe, getting eaten by them alligators, it was the girls dumb luck, she was high on drugs and you know, stuff happens! Si pero este tipo es muy, pero él es muy extraño, she said, But this guy is very very strange! Just so happens, we know some one else that is a member of that club, the film director, Madcow sammy you mean Tauruss 66? Yep, he is also a member of the dangerous club of geniuses. But still why question Succotash integrity?

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Because says Margarita, looking at me, I was chasing a rat the other day and ran up into the high tree after the rat and happen to see Succotash typing something into his ipad and saw a bunch of his fractals and I thought I saw a horse in the picture that resembled our exact horse, La Lupe! She's alive and running across a lake in a fractal world created by some guy, oh gosh , what the hell , its hard to remember, it starts with the letter, B, You mean Buddhi? yes him, they call him buddhi! So thats why! Thats why! I don' trusts him Margarita said!

OMG! So I tweeted a secret friend of mind, a microscopic dude like me, Toni Listeria , his official name scientifically is Listeria Monocytogenes, but I calls him Toni, for short, this boy got brains up his you know what, boy, this boy is smart, if anybody can figure this out and give a sound opinion, he can!

I calls him, and comes over after a while, he arrives chipper and curious, bout why I needed him, and so, I asked tony, Hey dude, what do you know about people who study fractals dude? Can they be dangerous and is it possible for them to make an app that can import a whole big horse into computer?
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Can they? Can a car without wheels fly? Can a dead woman give birth? Can a man without a head eat pizza? If he belongs to the Black Magic Club of the Fractal Forums he can do anything!
Yes, their investigations in to other worlds where they have no right to be , can be dangerous! They are nosey dangerous! They do the impossible regularly.
They are a small band of dangerous fractal rebels! Hardly nobody in the world knows about them, they keep to themselves! They are math addicts! They are fractal lovers! They only live to eat, drink, and dream of fractals
They only wish in life is learn all they can about fractals! They don't sleep! They creep! They don't go out to play, they render night and day! When their computer machines get hot, from rendering so much a lot, they laugh and say so what? They compare notes strange things called parameters, things that make demons appear on the screen, and strange picture that seem, they when asked what are they doing they say recursive formulaic investigation into x y z so they can c Euclideanly the structure of space time itself is a fractal that arises from limits gimmicks making the connection between E=MC^2 and fractals that rackle the minds of men and beast alike! They who try daily to learn how to do the impossible, dud, do you, would you consider them normal? Can they import 3d mesh, can they? Can in theory import a horse, Can they? First they start with 3d mesh, then they progress and import horse flesh, then if your not careful, you too! And soon the world! And so with the power of math behind them, given that, what think you?
And you really ask, if they are indeed dangerous trash?
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We Listerias have seen many types of creatures come and go on earth ! My people number in the trillions, we have been here dominating and killing all manner of creatures but these humans, especially the ones on the fractal forums are a breed apart, I am a killer, Sammy you better than anyone knows that, right? Well,er, hum , er you, you do carry negative reputation Toni! Thanks, you say that so very diplomatically you are a true gentleman Madcow Sammy! I and my people have seen the sun rise and the sun set before humans existed, given the proper conditions, we are born fractal, we mega multiply, nothing can divide and multiply faster than us, you zoom in to the fractal heart of us, and you see more of us we all the same! We are the contractors! We are sanitation fractal force of nature! We are the force that rules foods, we are the force that rules if an egg is safe to eat, or very toxic tart for dumb fools, it is our domain, that drives the insane Madcow Sammy! But, did this Succotash import a horse in to his computer? Maybe!

  YOU SHOULD NOT PUT IT PAST THE FRACTAL FORUM THINKERS TO TINKER WITH AND DO THAT WHICH IS

   IMPOSSIBLE.
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WOW, why do you know something I don't Toni?
Do I ? Have I? Lets first tell you just a little bit more about me, you and I eat, we eat what we eat and have since the world began, but never, never have we been under such a dire threat since the birth of man, let me tell you whats been happen in my life my good friend, in the very beginning, we would come alive like jive,do what we wish, when and how, at just the right place and time, when say, the un knowledge-less folks who get hungry funky and place their warm food out so we can get at it, eggs, fresh meat, and milk, cows milk, nice and fresh, ha, ha ha, and pork meat, what ha ha, ha and yes all kinds of meat too, ha, ha ha, heh ha oh seriously excuse the likes of me, my day done it all we, ah yes, memories Madcow Sammy, memories, I have, memories throughout history, tis, was fun, but alas with coming of the humans its done! What joy, was it, to see them do this ,to place their food out at a nice warm place, so we could get at it, we grin at warm room temperature with food within, so we will spontaneously pop out, and be able to change their safe food, from healthy to deadly with in, Ha, ha, ha, haaaaa, we were are all powerful on earth then, until the humans creatures caught on to us. And trust us into a sticky culture under the and in the eye of the microscope and, can you believe this sammy against our wishes did, Oh I hate to say it, did, did experiments on us! They, beat, they beat us Sammy, manipulated us, smashed us, poke at us, lifted us up like pus, moved us, cracked us, put us in a culture dish under the eerie cold glare of the microscope, than these [ bleep ] [ bleeps ] had the goddam mother [ bleeping ] gall to put purple stains on us to see us better! Goddam it Madcow Sammy , it was terrible, can you imagine what the hell we had to go through, OMG!

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No, no , it was, er, What they did was humiliate us, and what they cunningly gleaned by using their thinkers, the kind of deep seated obsessive geniuses thinkers, like that, that populated the Fractal Forums space, they killed some of us, Yes, Madcow Sammy, you heard me, You heard right! Instead of us killing them, Now the goddam [ BLEEP , BLEEP ] son of bitches, have learned how to kill us, can you imagine? Imagining good, now , check this out, speaking about the dangerous dwellers of The Fractal Forums deep thinkers, This communitive community, of rebels can't stand to stay within the confines and restrictions of designated States of their world : OH noooo, hell no! Not them! Not these guys [ bleep ] Dammit, these feisty explorers, these dashing hell creators launching forth in to unknown territory, it is they who get ideas and premonitions in the back of their minds to go where no man has gone before, they are the new fourth dimension space academy cadets of the new frontiers, do you hears?

They sit fat on their derrière listening to their heart desires to inspirer bleak nosey investigations, promulgation passions strong enough, convincing themselves value where it did not exist before, and charge time, changed they had not to persist, from almost from the start, invisible thoughts, made real wrought full of inquisities, propelling obsessions an awesome circus carousal, that goes around unendingly!

Drug addicted by fractals beauty, unable to miss to resist! Trapped ,un expected visual expectations, satisfied-less, force themselves forward, and more, making way, moving they're so called 3D mandelbulber sciences forward, self gloating, promoting to rip out naked truth, things hidden since the beginning in the hidden condors of places in space mathematrixed, twists out hung, drowned in the seven seas of darkness, kicks, laced, not meant for eyes to see, less this prize, regurgitated naked pictures of forth dimensionality, oh God, Help me!

But Why of why dear god of fracto localities allow'ith thee, to let these rebel Fractologists Architectologists go'ith they free play? My heart, it does quake, brake under knowledge of this impending doomful scenario for God sakes, wo is me, wo is me, wooooo my good friend, Madcow Sammy!

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OMG! Sammy, I tell you it was so humiliating, so shameful, I can't live it down, it's so hard for me to show my face, its hard to go out at night, it's changed me, profoundly, We were wise, we were a once a proud bacteria people! Sometimes I worry about my, my bacteria people. It seems those people with computers ,especially the coders, are very, very dangerous! We since the dawn of time have been proud Listeria monocytogenes that invades and establishes infections of all, do you hear me Madcow Sammy all mammalian cells and tissues, it is not, we who host pathogens interactions with the unknown forces of time and fractal space, and to think now these young human upstarts are spitting in the faces of our races, with unmentionable graceless dis graces among our earths common places! Hark curses be this world shit! Hark, blark doom be good folks mine Listerias Monocytogenes in shame, no! Does'ith, the gods, betray, abandon, we ? How, pray tell man be allowed to take us down to the ground with utterer impunity, does, truth of the fractal will of be set nature ways prevail? Well, sir, I tell you, I say I tell you hmmmm, that boy, Toni, boy, with all that said, he just about dropped dead, with that poor Toni collapsed of heart attack! I quickly gave him CPR and just like that, brought the poor boy back! Thanks Madcow Sammy appreciate that, he replied thankfully and opening his eyes from deaths door, shook his head , rose up propping himself up, raise his head, looked at me for long moment, then slowly turned away and looked up very slowly,up, up at the heavens open his mouth and began to echo his soulful ramblings again :
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Is it not, is it not a shame, no, not a shame, more! It is a Goddam crime, against our reason to be alive! Do you hear me? They have learned, they have, that they can restrict our growth rates by sneakily keeping food temperatures, at greater that 130º degrees F, and, NOT only that, lets say er, hum 54º degrees Celsius, Worse, oh, is there no Bacteria GOD!, These human beasts thinkers have learned too, way too much! Some of them make it hard, very hard for us to live! Some are just ignorant fools, don't take the time to watch if their food is left outside and eat it when its spoiled, they don't do what they are supposed to! But others who are smart, they make conditions so terrible for us so we can't survive! But they can't control conditions every where all the time, and when conditions are just , just so right in the sunlight! We thrive, but they have learned that if they heat their foods to 60º C and 140º degrees Fahrenheit we die, Yes! Do you believe it, Sammy? Its unbelievable! It is not believable? What are they? Are they at least beasts ? Pray tell me, if what I witness is wrong? Contrast what humans preach, to what humans do? It's not human the way they treat us! How can you reconcile that which is un-reconcilable ? What, have they no sense of humanity? They call them selves humans! Human my ass! These human bastards have learn to do to us, the worse, oh god help us, is there no justice in the world, oh noooooo is they, cough cough ice, eke spit, oh sorry I am getting all choked up sammy, Sorry , I under stress, must confess, my scholarly stature of gentlemen ly ness dissipates under the weights, as you might ascertain I discombobulate just pondering the dismal state of our fate, but wait, good gate, know you this twist, said Toni, well sir, Tony went on rambling on and on telling incredible personal stories! He said that he has lived for centuries and when things get rough he can build a wall around him self a space shield. He said it was called a shell that turns into thing called a spore, strong as hell and he can live in it forever till conditions return temperature wise, pop out and go back to doing what he loves doing! This is one powerful guy in the world of Bacteriumdom Pantheon of Un parallel killers, it was shameful to hear him whining crying and all, but, what can I say! We all have our day in the sun, but even the sun goes down sometime! He told me a little secret that when the temperature and condition are just right he could double every 20 minutes, and even in the refrigerator them suckers ,can live and double every twelve hours, and humans can stop them cold by taking their food and putting and hiding them in the freezer. He is the man that can break down meat proteins and fats causing food to deteriorate and spoilage, develop unpleasant odors, tastes, and textures. Fruits and vegetables get mushy slouchy or slimy whiny, and meat develops a bad odor. But the thing he says that got him was one day in may, when he got caught by this thinker doctor and he had plans to make vaccines out of him ! So Toni yell out in his distinct way of speaking : Oh shame, is hope, not left in the world for , me, has the wind, sun and stars abandoned me?
Well sir, He said, on the other side of the coin, this is occurring while other sneaky scientists were forcing him into submission, to chain him down, and become a vaccine against their maIn killer now, cancer! see it here > http://Berkeley.edu/news/media/releases/2004/09/29_vaccine.shtml

But he said he had many enemies the least of which was an asian guy going by the sobriquet of Takeshita, Fumihiko. This Japanese son, he said, he persistently absconds with whats left of my prides self worth, and dignity in his brutal death hunt for me! The mans does not relent. The mans obsession with my death does not yield or abate, conceal my self, camouflaged in wait! Investigation he does runs after me and my kinds to bring finality to my fate!
see it here > http://www.scopus.com/authid/detail.url?authorId=7004455374 from the National Institute of Biomedical Innovation, Laboratory of Adjuvant Innovation , the guy was a thinker all right, just the type of scientist that populate the Fractal forums as a simple hobbyist, flexing for fun their mathematical prowess, making pictures for fun, he was into immunology and microbiology, biochemistry, genetics and molecular biology and according to Toni, he was also into Architectology fractology but won't admit to it! He uses a phony name to keep him self anonymous.

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One thing Stunning , Toni reached over to me and whispered :

I am the guardian angel of the self divisible root of life rotative jurisdiction of the rotative process to Fractal evolution to facilitate the death rate, and the anchor state of the fractal state of world change! Say what? That went over my head! Oh, Boy SAY what ? CAN you, Toni, er, boy, I know you is cool man but please, Could you run that one by me again one more time please, my brain ain't been good since forever, . . . fella? So I asked him what the hell did he meant by all that, and I gotta hand it to him, The boy, he did take his time with me! He was nice enough to explain to me, slowly, that what he calls [ EG life tasks ] He said :
EG : Evolutionary Goals! I am obeying the laws of fractality! That is [ O ] repeat, and loop the repeat , replete with certain ordained evolutionary circumstances of creature specific desolutions indefinitely! Like timeless beautiful music all the time being played! He said that he is a tool, a receptive tool used by the fates that govern life that cleans and replenish and make anew through chaos and intentional disorder through murder, and if you look at him you see he and his children look the same, self similar and they are self similar in every thing that they do, if fractal is self similar, then their life's generation after generation is fractal, in that they did and do, what they were mandated to do infinitely since the beginning : rotate the live and death cycles of populations on the planet for the benefit of the evolutionary process!

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Well, I watched toni, he slowly appeared to go in to a kind of mental trance state , a transcendental phase state right be fore my very eyes. I saw him, I saw him, transform, he got up and slowly walked around in a big circle, put his hands around his back and looked down, and up, while he spoke in a loud stern voice.

He stood there walking and preached proudly yelling upward to the heavens above, as though they too were listening in. He had a deep, deep base voice, that shook the place, as he said :

What, what wrong did we do, to deserve mans unleashed hate, all we were doing was meating out his fate!

In god's soil hide we do, hide in the cool earth, we do, . . . and do as we're told in the in natures good book!

If i could talk to humans, I would tell the truth!
Was it not we, the likes of bacteria like me,
was it not we say, impairment eyes, saw we did, a creature whose scale had no lid, . . when man crawled out of Africa, like explorers:

Who was there in Europe to welcome the first Europeans, was it not the likes of listerias like me, we it was,

We who welcome you to Europe!

Was it not we when the future Chinese came to China,
Who was there in China to welcome the first Chinese to set foot on China, was it not happy go lucky me?
Was it not we when the future Irish came to Ireland,Who was there in Ireland to welcome the first irish to set foot on Ireland, was it not happy go lucky me?

Was it not we when the future Japanese took a chance, set out on your rickety old wood boat, could barely, stay afloat, forgot your time, that the sun went down, thrown of course,arrived in town called japans shores , Who was there in Japan to welcome the first Japanese to set foot on Japan, was it not little old, me?

Was it not we when the future Russians came to Russia, Who was there in Russia to welcome the first Russians to set foot on Russia, was it not happy go lucky me?
Was it not we when the future English came to England, Who was there in England to welcome the first Englishmen to set foot on England, was it not happy go lucky me?
And Is it not fair to say the least, beast, I felt wronged, deeply and profoundly by the accession of man, to violate the cosmic fractal laws of perpetually mandate, of infinity self similarity state, in death controllers wake, assigned to carry out such tasks by a decree! Of mother nature her self? Well, sir I looked at Toni, the man was engrossed, breathing hard, his eyes clenched close!

I could plainly see the man needed to chill, so I heard him say that he can no longer can see him self living forever, but I told him to relax, cheer up, dude, because if the thinkers scientist use your body and those of your people to cure cancer, they will see to it you live forever brother, albeit in a more benign role of control, You can take that to the bank, frank! I told him with a cheerful smile!
To this comment by me, he, spat back disgustedly, shucks, what the hell fun that would be, and broke down crying pitifully! Still he said other scientist, the other guy hates me, and any way that Takeshita, Fumihiko guy from Japan was after him too, ready to throw at me his shoe, He's developing radiation technologies to destroy me, Toni! Well, sir, what else I got out of him was, that he was going to come visit me and Madcow La Ga Ga this wednesday, around 9 am, to go to La Lupes funeral, if you guys want to know, he is going to be bring his beautiful, wife Mrs. Bettyboop Listeria. Boy let me tell you when those two are together, they be cursing up a storm, talking all kinds of trash, so if you want to listen in, just tuned, and check back. Well sir, If want hear us talk, and talk some more! Don't be shy, just drop on by! If want to hear more , hey,just tweet me, thats all. Madcow Sammy, I always answers my tweets! Now, talking about, Toni, boy he is one cool looking dude colored a little of purple like. He small in stature, but strongly built, He got one of those deep ass voices, like Barry White, but he likes to listen to the beetles all the time, and doesn't smoke cigarettes, at least! He's got one of fractal tattoos on his you know what, and if you met him. Why shucks, you think he's ok, till he starts his poetry, then anything can happen boy , goes off the deep end, and who knows where things will wind up, and where that old boy goes? And oh year, he like to wear this here fine and dandy looking pink silk scarf, he imported from china. And he's the dude, that more then not looks like hot digity dog! Well, he and his girl tied the knot in an unusual spot, . They got married inside a chicken egg left out at room temperature that got hot rot! He smiled, and proudly took out his royal coach leather wallet with the united states flag on it and showed me some recent photos of him and his wife Mrs. Bettyboop Listerias , she is all colored rosy pink, and in it you can see some of their kids! They got a trillion boys and about two trillion girls, they vary in ages as you might imagine! TONI LISTERIA cancer fighter dude in fractals in nature can you imagine!
See it here>
http://www.fractalforums.com/images-showcase-(rate-my-fractal)/toni-is-example-of-fractals-in-nature/

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Say Toni, lets rap this mother up boy, any thing else you want to tell 'em?

Tell them? Tell them something? Yes,! Yes, yes, es, yesyesssss , Sure! I , I want to say, I Want to say something. I want them to hear me out! Especially you scientists, AACR, you can't defang me, to hell with you and your mother that bore you! You bastards! You lowly [ BLEEP , BLEEPING BLEEP ] May you rot in hell! Goddam doctors who think your smart. All you bioengineer brothers, trying to attenuate me to death! Me? It is I who really know how to transcellular transport. And it is I, I am the master! It is I who am the master of motility! FOOL! Dumb jackasses, filth! Scum! You, you are a Johnny's come lately on our mother earth, earth is ours, it's our home , not yours, we were here first, and we will be here after your gone! You miserable ones who call yourselves Doctors! Think you're a big shot with you're live cell imaging experiments with your updated, revved up, super juiced up Bernstein, shiny new microscopes, with all the bells and whistles, space time gadgetries, deep thinkers and all of you humans! Listen up! And listen up good!
We bacteria, yes, I say we bacteria weigh more than all of you and all the animals combined, way more than100 billion tonnes C/yr, When we get angry we shake the earth and we shake it hard!
See it here >http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Biomass_(ecology)

  There are typically 40 million bacteria cdellsin a gram of soil and a million bacterial cells in a millilitre of fresh water. In all, it has been estimated that there are about five million trillion trillion, or 5 × 1030 bacteria on Earth with a total biomass equaling that of plants!
Yes, yes!
I who lived since all, can upon you say this tall: You laughed at me, do you? You seek revenge cause I killed your races for millions of years before the advent of the refrigerator, well, well, well . . . but it is I, It will be I who shall have the last laugh ! YOU have a brain, yes its true, but don't know how to use it, you created a bomb, and you are so stupid you are going to use it, and Guess what ? Guess what dummy? I will survive! I can wrap my self in to a shell, a shield, a spore, yes, we Listeria Monocytogenes, can . . . survive diabolical conditions my friend. We are small in size but powerful in the mind! Don't believe those stupid Hollywood movies where every alien happens to be the same size as you, rubbish fool! We are coming to the table prepared, prepared do you hear, prepared to do battle! We will not be an easy target! We become instantaneously a spore and wait, and wait for a million years if need be! Power of sustainability, natures fractal trick factoid up our sleeve, in our favor, In our favor! We got the numbers, you don't! You number less than 10 billion or less, a drop in the bucket compared to us! You can't fight or kill numbers! Self similarity into infinity ? What's up your sleeve laugher? Thats what I got! And when conditions are just , just so right in the sunlight! Bingo baby, thats right I'll pop back out, and Hello it's me again, Toni ! Toni Listeria show time again!

YOU are ineligible to survive your self!

Oh, Ho ho Ha, AHA HAAH AHA AH AHA HA AHB Baby, HHAA A OGF OGH HA HA ha, ah ha, ha ! GOTCHA DIDN'T I, Oh ha, aha ha hAAHAHAHA, Hurts right, the truth! Ha,HA AH a,ha haaaa aa a! Oh the last laugh feels so good! HA HA HA HAHAhaysn aha Ha ha ahha aha ahan ahhha aaa heh heh ha ha haa! TOLD YA, HA HA AHAN ASUASN ASHAHA AZHHAHHAaha ha ahaaaa![/color]

[ heres looking at you backwards ,upside downside from the hole in the back of our head , something almost

being said. ]
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Well, at lease he will be well thought of if he successfully wipes out cancer, and then maybe, maybe he will wipe off some of his bad, bad boy reputation he carries around with him, but you know what?
When we spoke to him about La Lupe the horse, that got drunk and fell off a cliff. If he thinks that Succotash dude, could snatch her off the earth and put her inside of a fractal program on his ipad, you know what he told me? He said. " Madcow Sammy, don't brush aside or count those fractal Forums guys out of doing anything!" He said, he wouldn't put it past them! Swell, hell, if thats the case, maybe if I go see, you know, talk, real nice to the Succotash vulture dude, maybe he might let me see La Lupe? Who knows? Any way ! Toni listeria felt fractals were an digital visual addictive drug, a, person can't get enough of sent here by an alien world to infiltrate and dominate earth, and change the structure of the brain of the brazen people who like to study them, and it would wise to keep away from them, thats what tony said, but he also said they make beautiful pictures from another world, but if they get near to you better run the other way! Well, sir, I thought about what he was saying. Still I don't think Succotash was lying, hope not anyways, and , and I and the others didn't believe a single word of what the cat margarita was saying. Oh well, thats the way it goes some times any way. How bout you, how you guys doing? Did you get a chance to see the latest picture that director guy, was exhibiting on the Fractal Forums Gallery? The painting was called, oh shucks, I, I can't think of it right now, My head is all messed up after tweeting with Toni! But it will come to me, but it was so cool! Lifted my spirits right up, just looking at it, kind of reminded me of one of our big Arizona scorpions climbing up on top of the shiny gold colored rocks, in the bad lands in hot sun! That picture, It's so, so purdy, such a pretty picture! Well, say, check out the link, when you got some time and give me a tweet, let Madcow Sammy know what you think! [/b][/size]
see it here> http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=10204

Me voy ahora, caramba. But, oh year I remember the name now, yo recuerdo, se llama " Hoja de afeitar ", The Razor by the film director Tauruss66 , Shucks, man, they tweet me too much, so I'm on the fly, adios, adieu, abschied, 告別 ,告别 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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Continuation tribute to the Master Tauruss66

« as reference see Reply #30 on: January 11, 2012, 03:13:07 AM »

The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

Chapter 4

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Que tal? Soy yo? Hello, it's me MADCOW SAMMY, I got hit in the head with a rock, well, thats a lie, it wasn't exactly me, see it was you know, Penelopee the Cow, cause I am in her head. Anyway she and I was outside walking, I was eating on her brain as usual, it was, I don't know about, let me think? Oh, year it was one O'clockish, or there abouts. Any way, Well it was about lunch time. I was starving, mad ass hungry. I had just sat down to have some,' Cows Obiobiy ice tux," thats brain later talk, for the tender side of a cows brain. My favorite, hmmm good!

Anyway, like I was saying, . . . when out of the blue, i read about that old Russian Satellite thingy, that fell out of space, the thing, the thing, the name was it?
It escapes me, oh, er um, wait! Oh year, the, the Phobos-Grunt Mars probe! Yep! You remember, that stuff came down falling into the atmosphere on January 15 2012.
Cause their stupid old mars thingy, or what ever it was they threw up, had kicked the bucket again.

Putin, got to hand it to him, got to give him props! That boy don't quit! Now, he and the Chinese boys got something going down, cause on board was, guess what ? It was a, Ity bitty a batta boom, a thingy! Yep, you heard me! No only that, the Chinese state media up and declared the , " 萤火;" ,"Yinghuo-1," probe was lost too! That's right, you heard me! They said:
"Roughly 7.51 metric tonnes of highly toxic hydrazine, and nitrogen tetroxide, were on board, according to the head of Roscosmos. Now them fellers, them boys, that know about this junk, say that, "The world's space agencies agreed that any one person's chances of getting hit by debris were tiny -- something like 1 in 20 trillion, based on the spacecraft's orbit, and the amount of debris that might survive re-entry. The chances that of the 7 billion people on Earth, one of them, somewhere, could be hit were something like 1 in 3,000."
"RIA Novosti news agency, however, cited Russian ballistic experts who said the fragments fell over a broader patch of Earth's surface, spreading from the Atlantic and including the territory of Brazil."

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I read that some where see it here>http://abcnews.go.com/Technology/Phobos-grunt-failed-russian-mars-probe-falls-earth/story?id=15366151#.T0vF8JjOFC4

Well, sir, it went out of control, tumbled back to earth, they said they didn't know where. Now, where will " the Aftermath," of the derelict space vehicle, fall? Well, so did Penelopee the cow, know? And I sure in hell didn't know either, being in Penelopees brain and all, but it fell, a piece, it did and hit her in the head, she almost fell dead.

Now, granted most of the space junk burnt up, but still! I it was, It was so dam scary, OMG! It came zooming in, passed, hit her skull, it fell inside of it! This here, space relic. It was a tiny piece, a super tiny marble size piece, actually, but it penetrated her brain and fell inside right next to me, shit! Need I tell you, I was shocked!

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I cocked my Gluck!

Suddenly, as I was about to fill the intruder, full of holes, when a cute Russian Satellite girl microbe came out of it! A Russian microbe Babe, WOW!Now it might be news to you guys, but not to me! As you boys already know I am small prion, microbe, living inside Penelopees brain, I am a brain eater, and I eat brains each and every chance I get!
But did you know, us microbes, we sure are in hell are a wily bunch! "Once in space, germs mutate, become stronger partly due to radiation levels 500 times higher than on Earth, they can at metal. They sometimes become disturbingly super aggressive, growing rapidly in unexpected places.

Now them [ BLEEPED ] UP, spaced up, screwy louie Mutant microbes, really grow aggressive and might develop intelligence's populating the regions in areas of dark matter? I am not saying that's a fact, but it would not surprise me!

Also, Solar activity often causes the fungi to grow more actively. Them Boys get nutriments from the breath, perspiration, and dead skin of astronauts.
Read more: Space Fungus — Infoplease.com http://www.infoplease.com/spot/spacefungus1.html#ixzz1nbvrJpEN

Now anyway, The Russian Microbe, girl! She was one aggressive bitch! You know, in outer space we bacteria don't play any games. When we want it, we want it!
We change and do our thing, our way!

So anyway, the girl was a pearl! Boy was she was hot! Rock your pants off hot, man, year, I tell you she was so cute! And she said to me, "Woo, woo, old big, boy. Hi, I am Netasasha, from space come to visit the human race." Well sir, things were getting plenty sexy, she had the cutest eyes, kind of like a cute Chinese, like and a smile that was made in heaven. So anyways. But wait, before I get to the sexy part, about what happened.

I am going to address, what happen to my cow, Miss Penelopee, cause I know you guys are big fans of hers, and so. Well, just want you to know she is OK! She is doing much better now!

When she got hit in the head, it OMG, sad, but now, she's was in a coma, and she put on some weight since, and being in the hospital and all! So she took some weight reducing pills, called "knock off, made in china, so any way. Gosh, she'd been sick, foolishly she took it for granted, that If one pill was good, than taking all the pills in the bottle at the same time, would be better!
And would speed up the recovery process! Well sir, she forgot to read, the side affects on the side of the bottle of pills in fine print : So, now, check this out, when her hair fell out, her eyes would not open, she put her hands, in the air, like she just, don't care, and her tail, her tail fell off, on the floor, she had a baby that came out crazy, and OMG, she started eating pickles, and she lost her hearing, and became god fearing, she thought something was wrong, so she went to see the doctor. Oh, speaking of doctors, year, forgot to update, ya guys on da surprise. Remember that sick chick, Farmer Gerry sent to a Doctor at the rehab, Miss Maxine alias ,"Draculasita Mezzanine." Well, guess what? That Doctor got into a fight with her, and rumor has it he is missing! Jus thought i'd drop that on ya!

Any way,

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MEANWHILE BACK IN THE DOCTORS OFFICE.

Every thing seemed normal that day to Dr. Lu Chang Lu Chang, her doctor.
He had the bran new patient, Miss Penelopee, who when, she first arrived, was obviously suffering from high cortisol in her blood affecting her mental perceptions, causing manic depressive, anti social behaviors, induced by brain penetration of a foreign space relic lodging in her brain.

It was simply, just another case, specialized case he handles, involving head and brain trauma by getting hit in the head by heavy falling satellite junk! It is a highly lucrative field, so many people the world over are getting hit the head, with falling space junk from space, nowadays!
Nowadays, with every body and their mother, wanting to go to out of space, to get away from the human race!
Any way, Dr. Lu Chang Lu Chang, he thought it was just an another case of a Cow youth, young disoriented wild child, with severe illusionary psychopathic obsessive disorders, combined with bipolar personality distortions. At lest thats what he first thought.

Dr. Lu Chang Lu Chang, was accustomed to handle problem patients, and this case while on the face of it, Miss Penelopees behavior, demeanor was repulsive, he thought with time, analysis and correct therapy he could help her!

Dr. Lu Chang Lu Chang, was a work alcoholic, dedicated to the Roschildvotto Institute. This Institute for the mentally challenged was founded by him in 1989 in Mohave Arizona, near little Jerry Cow Farm! He was, you know, a good man, a young physician, with stoic mannerisms and a verbal articulational mixture of Chinese and English accent, that was distinct, and it was a pleasure to hear him speak.

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He was tall, about 8 feet or more, and looked like, the skiney basket ball player for the Knicks, the Linsanity dude? Jeremy Lin," only the Doctor's hair was not black, but a big bushy straight white hair, even though he was still in his early forties, and relatively young! He was thin, love to keep himself fi

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Chapter 5

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Where, oh, where does a sleepy man sleep, if not for his sleep, he'd be awake, in a black dark place, facing his demons shark.
Dreaming? Sleep dreaming?
Sometimes you'd get trapped, and never wake up, for him, his dream life, is a jail, it felt like he entered another world, in an horrific storm gail. The stormy winds moved fast, but, . . . Time it stood still, he fell ill, between the cracks in the red clock of time, took on the life of another criminal in crime, a slimy version of himself, personalities brother, he never knew he had another, living in a time-loop that was bad! Bad! bad! In the dark space, in his mind. The dark space loops of another time, the dimensions of which were, the dark anti time, fractal dimensions of the unknown, was his eventual home. Who is he? Who is he? Who? His name is, is Big Rex.

Ext. Sun is setting over a desert town. camera captures the image of a shadow of man way off in the distance.

[ A shadow? We see a shadow of a man, we see a man dressed as a cowboy. He is walking towards us, but it's in slow motion. One Slow motion minute, and fast motion the next, as if time slicing. He's walking out of a scene of what looks like, a kind of desert, with lots of mountain ranges, big desert expanses, dotted with many strange looking tall, blueish green cactus plants, that look like long, skinny green fingers, covered with thorns, pointing to the blue sky, above.
Passed, a grave yard one day he'll make his bed. When we look at him, we are seeing, it's another kind of version of Big Rex himself. A different self, a self similar but different person? As he gets closer, he's got the same facial features, same beard, same cold eyes that seemed capable of looking right into your soul. But, dressed with a bullet holed cowboy hat on his head, looking like he came out of the ground dead, nasty and mean. And he says : ]

Dam sun, that dam sun, hot as all hell, always shining, shining down on me, got something against me? Trying to cook me. Sun, ain't no friend o mine. But, one of these Goddam days. I' am gonna shine down on it, and put a bullet in it, said Big Rex, angry and sounding very vindictive, as if the sun was his arch enemy.

It was high noon, the type of high noon, where death lurks and some unsuspecting soul dies.
And the air, something about it, strange, something was in the air, a strange feeling lurking there.
Under the big bright western sun, the sky hot clouds, slowly evaporated. one by one, till it, till the sun,
was hung out,
shining down like a police flashlight, blinding you in the eye, just over your head! Asking the question are you the one to die? Only thing it was hot, you felt the heat on your skin a lot. It was hot and burning.
But this scene is no ordinary scene, no ordinary place, inside the outer-body experiences of space,
every thing is dream like.
There were parts of this world, where the sun don't shine.
And nobody cares if you're dead or alive or out of your mind.

Something, something was stirring, stirring up time it self, and it was nothing good! No! No! Nooooo!
It was down below, in the shadows. In the shadows of the weird looking, long, dark mountain ranges,
that spread out, all around every where, every where!
And here and there, were these big, huge, pointy jagged chunks of rocks, old as the earth itself,
holding secrets in its ancient layers, upon layers, upon layers, of stories of man, and his klans untold!
And deep, deep down, cave filled canyons, abound, they looked like they were carved out of the Earth,
by the cutting force of the teeth, of mighty running rivers, from a million years ago!
And the stones we could see.
The reddish, bleached stones, had little sparkles on them, that blinked and glistened in the sunlight,
looking like sparkling stars, in a skull with dead eyes! The skull could be a woman, a child, or some animal wild.

And they were sticking out of the earth, all dried out and bleached white by the hot sun, a few bones here, and a few bones there, pointing, pointing up, skeleton fingers to the sky, as if to ask, the sun itself why?
And, there were so many bones, too many to count, and they looked like the shadows of lives passed.

We just don't know, what we just don't know?
But, the wind, the wind was blowing, and every so often, we could make out sounds traveling in the winds, sounds,
coming out from some place far, far away.
Sometimes, it sounded like it was coming from out of the ground.
There were cracks in the earth too, big and wide and canyons abound, that were miles, and miles across.

In the caves, down there, a creature was hiding, hiding, hiding. His image, was blurry,
difficult to make out. He was not a good scout, hard to make out. We can sensed the moving shadow of his form though! We sensed his form, and he looks thin, narrow from here. His form looks dark from here! We can tell his nature is bitter,
and his loneliness is big!

For this place, this unholy place, is like a graveyard out of which no one can not dig!
One has to feel bad, living here! One Has to feel real bad.

His chances are in his minds only, and unsurely!
The place is terrible, dry, sandy, the kind of place where you can easily die, cause it's so hot you'll fry.
It's rocky, and foreboding, hard to breath here, hard to take, you feel nervous, paranoid,
make your teeth ache,
a nervous feeling, like the next minute you're gone get bitten by a snake.
Like there's no tomorrow. None!

Outside up above, the vast open sandy plains, exists. The mountains, all the strange fractal terranes,
surreal and dangerous, were clipping his hope!
He's got this much going for him, though. He's alive! Yes, and he's survivor, a tough guy, is he?
Only a fighter, strong man, could stay alive out here alone, no people, no nothing, just bare bones for company!
Company? He gets used to the fact, that he doesn't have any, and lets his imagination run wild.
We see he's got a case of liquor, and drinks it, like its going out of style,
and takes comfort, he's gone mad, cause there's no place else, to go.

His desires as big, for real food manned by wines of all kinds, and whisky too!
He ain't got nothing to do.

His fun is to watch the sun come up and go to watch it, as it go down! His aim,
might only be to feel like a winner, go hunting, and catch a dinner, of red canyon snake,
sun baked, topped, with some, some cool fresh cactus juice, with the bugs and thorns removed!

Who is he?
Where does he come from?
Why does he choose this God-forsaken dry hell hole to dwell? But, but wait, does it matter to him?
Now, what's his name? There is no one to recall, from whence he came?
From whence, he came, really important to him?
Removed is he. He is in Arizona. He, he is trying to remember, if he ever had childhood tender?
The white of eyes stand out in his face stark! And when he smiles the cowboy, looks kind of handsome,
in a deathly kind of way! What a waste?

He is the picture of a tall rustic kind of cowboy, that looks crazy, because he is.
He doesn't care anymore, he doesn't. He doesn't give a dam about his about his appearance,
what people might think, cause out here and there aren't any. He is beyond that, vanity, is a brat!
He is from a pass time, long dead today!
But yet here he is, why? We don't know, he doesn't know,
only his destiny knows, and destiny is not saying. It's keeping tight lipped.

His clothes, if you can call those clothes, are rags,
all faded, bleached by the constance of the direct sun light bright!
Did you know, the sun can bleach your clothes white? Bleach your bones white, too, when you're dead!

Who knew? And his minds screwed up bad, it's not all totally baked, but well on it's way, . .
going insane today!
He, he tries to remember, when life, was so tender, but each time it gets tougher,
tougher for him to remember.
Year it's true, he wears this here wide rim cowboy hat, to keep the sun out of his eyes, at least he tries!
And his uncut hair long, from hanging down into his dark tanned face. And that boogy man bullet holed, cowboy hat?
He wears it day in, day out, every day of the year.

It's in a despicable state, dusty and all raggedy, a bullet hole, or two, or three, with dried snake blood on it, he doesn't care, to have his eyes in its shade, it makes him happy!
Tells what this boy do, tells you what this here, cowboy, has been through! Doesn't it?
Around his neck, he wears a fractal set moon, jewelry, shaped like snowflakes,
done up, in whats looks like brass, or, of yellow tin metal.
Might be gold?
He wears a long wooden carving of a whistle, looks worn, very old, and you could tell he uses it a lot,
by the shiny patina discoloring, its got.
Yep, you can see he' used it a lot! Probably when he goes hunting for hawk birds, to get their attention,
while he sneaks up to shoot them. He's looks mean enough to eat the bird without cooking it,
and just chewing on them, feathers and all.

The long whistle, it dangles around his hairy neck. He has another smaller charm,
whittled out of dried white buffalo bone, with a hole in the middle, the type you use to call animals,
hiding in the bush! You, Hoo. You Hoo, we can imagine him saying to the poor animal, I am going shoot you in the tush!
He was talking, to himself that day, in the shadows, and had a hostile, clint in his eyes. Hey Sally, Sally! Hey Salleyyy! Sal ley?
He would brake out in laughter, over something, he either thought, or he'd said to himself. Obviously mad,
this man. We presumed, he was thinking about something bad that had happened to him, cause, next, in the next minute he looked different, had a mood change or something?
He had a serious look, that would suddenly, come over his face, was he possibly thinking of some disgrace?

Then, one instance and then the next, he'd have a broad grinning pleasant smile,
as if he was talking to a woman for awhile, a girl friend maybe? He was crazy, definitly!

And then he shakes his head, looked all around, looked all around again.
And, there would be a twinkle in his eyes, and he'd smile too!
As he spoke to himself, he would enthusiastically gesture, with both his hands, explaining something to himself, we couldn't understand.
And when he laughed at something, he laughed, and laughed loud, as if it was really funny, and yell Sal ley!
He would hold his stomach, and laugh, and laugh, and laugh. And laugh some more almost giggling, so many moods had he.

You know, a wild west Arizona styled, vagrant, yes, but a very, strange bad dude.
But who was he? Where was he going? Was he really a loser, a nobody?
A hobo, wanderer. A hobo wanderer, always he, always will be, that's him? Who knew the truth?
Sleeping in railroad box cars, by day, sleeping in railroad box cars by night!
Traveling light, across country in them, sleeping in them and watching the world go by in them.
Sometimes, he would jump off, and stay a spell, especially if it was Arizona where he's from, and accustomed to dwell.

He would be in one of those rickety southern towns, with a four lettered name, full of rednecks,
and black necks, tanned skinned latino brothers necks, red indians with chips on their shoulder, and crooks,
pretending to be nice, when in truth, they'd rob their own mother to get a hit.
A little cocaine for the brain!
And they wore guns in their holster, eyeing everything that moved, live and dead!
Rex, was his own man, his own law, his own government, something in his genes, his DNA,
made him a killer. Killer genes, that's what he inherited, he couldn't fit in, if it killed him! An odd ball,
a person so far out, he should never have been born.

A big seven footer So, He thought he ain't got to be scared of nothing! Besides he carried Tits!
He carry Tits, his sawed off shotgun. That's the nick name he gave his shotgun! She's be with him,
where ever he went, she goes! He carried her in his right hand, o on a shoulder bag, or hidden in the long leather coat he sometimes wore!
He wore a holster belt with a gun on each side of his waist, and had a hunting knife, name Lula too,
that he knew how to threw.
Rex, don't take much lip. If you got in an argument with him, he come off really angry, scary like, and tell you not to talk over him, and was very aggressive, dominating the scene, ready to fight, knew how to fight,
and did frequently, and if that fails, he'd shoot!

He'd shoot first, and ask you questions later. Lot of good that'll do you!

But nature has it's reasons, why things are, and in what time, and what seasons!
To Rex, life was for players of a game, redistribution of fame and wealth, your money wasn't yours,
it belonged to him, thats if he could get it, and he lived to try. And, to that end was willing to die!
When he didn't have any money, he would get some, saying he'd get his money straight!
And get boozed up. Raise hell, with the town folk.
And visit the towns bars, and go to the saloons, cause a lot of hell, and steal what he could,
and hop back on the trains, and be gone, but not for good! He'd be back,
when his wallet was again thin and flat!

[ 2 ]

   [ BIG REX ]

   Big rex, has fallen off the empty open box car train again, comes too, and tries to figure out
   what happened and talks to himself.

Well, . . . seems like I done got liquored up again, and fell from the train.
Shit Fool me, must be insane!
Shit, I don't remember a thing, drunk I must of been! Oh well, let me see if I can get up,
he said as rolled over, and struggled to get up right, and get on his feet.
Shit I must of had one hell-ova good, good time, heh, heh, heh, Oh, year!
Cause these panties, stuffed into my shirt, sure in hell didn't get there by themselves.
HA, HA, HA, HA, . . I don't remember how, usually means I got too drunk to remember,
but, I must of had myself a good time in that town! Dag-git, my head hurts, dammit!
I got a hang over and a half.
Can't even remember, the name of the town, or the nane of th4e girl i was foolin around, or when I climbed back on board the train car!
Or when I fell off the train. Any hows, I woke up and here I am, in the dead of night,
in the bushes next to the rail road tracks, not a good place to be,
reeking of whiskey, and I can barely stand up!
My head buzzing! Cousin!

Where the blazes am I?
Don't knows! Any-hows, just my luck, out here, in the middle of nowhere.
And the little jug of whiskey I kept in my shoulder back pack, was finished.
Not even enough to keep my whistle wet, god dam, man, nothing to drink,
till the next train comes. When?
Who the hell knows, when that will be? That's a hog wash mystery?
But, wait what's I thought I heard something, Big Rex, said thinking to himself,
as he quickly grew cautious, and pulled his pistol out and held it out,
as he looked all around, a couple times, trying to find out where the sound was coming from.

Sounds of something got to me, sounds of something running in the shadows of the dark!
Got, Tits ready, case,
now that do be strange noise comes my way, I'll blow it away! I thought.

I heard something in the shadows. I looked and looked,
and didn't see even the nothing stuffen of anything living or dead.
The night was quiet, sounds usual, night birds, bats flapping their wings eating insects,
on the wing, prairie foxes running in the bush, crickets chirping like they should,
and howls of the wolves up aways in the distance, yep.
Everything normal like it should. Yet something inside of me said watch out Big Rex.

But, if something was out there, that shouldn't be.
What ever it was, that, fuddy duddy sucker, was going to be a dead fuddy duddy sucker!
If I laid my eyes on him. I quietly pulled out my shotgun, Tits. Looked to the left,
looked to the right, in the night, there was a deaf sight,
a big black cowboy, looking down at me in the night.

   [ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]

" Howdy stranger in the night, I am a friend,
saw you laying there. thought maybe you hurt o need help, o something.
Are you all right,"

   [ BIG REX ]
   [ shotgun at the ready listening what he said, . . ]

Am I alright, asked this black sneaky dog, who snook up on me in the middle,
of the middle of the night, talking all sweet like!
I swirled big Tits, my shotgun, around and aimed for his head.
I could not see him clearly, cause it was dark and he was black! And he was different. Different.
He didn't have any brown or chocolate in him, he was pitch black as can be,
thought Big Rex, to himself. Big Rex, anxiously, and the under lying fear, he felt of this stranger,
was a natural response, to have in dead of night. Why should he trust him?
But, little did he know that this scene, he was living in,
with this black shadowed intruder, suddenly coming on the scene, was not about one petty thug,
sneaking up on another petty thug to rob him.
No, it was much more that that. Much deeper, much creepier; it was destiny knocking.
The man's look, was to appear real,
and a game was being played that designed tobe indistinguishable from reality.
The black stranger was like a mask man, camouflaged in a-body that couldn't be real,
to keep his real identity secret.
And what was occurring was that Big Rex, was in a digital dream interface
manipulation, outside of the concepts of rules of existence, that he really couldn't possibly know of.
Or could he, could he too, have been hiding secrets about himself, and that's why,
he was choosing to live the life of little seen,
low life vagrant cowhand, roaming the outlaw badlands of the under belly parts of the west,
with it's drugs trafficking gangs and bad hombres, who get up every day to live, drink,
and be merry, and committing murder all the time, as a way of life.

Was that his way of life for real, or was he just playing,
playing the role of drunking derelict, crazy man,
sleeping on trains hiding from something? He was boozed up, and fallen down far from town,
and someone comes across him, laying on the ground, whether that persons,
intentions whether good or bad are unknown, as Big Rex,
fearing the worse, as he sees the man in the dark out in he prairie, reacts :


[BIG REX ]

Boy, you know, you just about startled me, a little!

Do you you know that boy? I said to him aiming my gun steady, and at the ready!
Now, just what you doing going sneaking around in them there bushes boy, I asked him.

Huh? er, waiting to ponce on me, and rob me, er, I asked him angrily? You know?
Cause I was pretty sure thats what he was going do. Anyway,
my finger hugging the trigger of Tits, poised to blow this man,
to kingdom come. And I would of, but he spoke again, real easy like.

   [ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]

Rob you? Oh, no! Cowboy, no, not me, me your friend. Like you might see someone, on the ground,
" Brother in the night," laying alone, perhaps hurt?
He said in broken english accent that was difficult to place, couldn't tell where he was from,
but where ever he was from, wasn't from this world.
This man if hurt, maybe needs help? That, what I thought in my head, he said.

   [ BIG REX ]
   [ The man was gesturing with his hands wildly,
like he really didn't want me to shoot him. and his words sounded enough sincere still,]

I'll decide if he's telling the truth, later, I thought to my self.
In the mean time I began to talk with the man a little bit. Now he didn't have any eyeballs,
so that was bugging me, I mean dam , that was a problem for me, but, if I could put that out of my mind,
he sounded like nice person. still, . . .
Well, partner, I said, slowly lowering Tits down from pointing it to his head.
If what you are saying, is true than thats mighty neighborly of you. You want to help me and all.
I is mighty hungry and not feeing too good!
I thought, I would be the only hobo traveler dude out here in the this here patch.
But looks like there will be two of us hobos travelers,
waiting for the next train to hitch a ride and catch. My name is Big Rex, thats what they call me.
You gotta a name?

   [ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]

Si, señor, they call me Mondongo. But I think you got this all wrong, me no hobo.
I live here. You need any help?
He asked me again.

   [ BIG REX ]

I lowered my shotgun down, and spied on him with squinted eyes! Taking my time and pausing.
I didn't know to believe him or not, or to blow the niggas head off!
Thats, when I noticed this, he didn't have any eyes, just holes in his head,
where eyeballs should be.
Every body got eyeballs in dey head, but not this cowboy, not this sidewinder, not this cowboy!
Dammit, I thought, something is up? He was the blackest cowboy, I ever did see.
He was so black that when he smiled I noticed his teeth where black too.
That was the last straw!
Seeing that, set me back, I wanted to see all his black crooked teeth again,
so to trick him into opening his mouth.
I made up something dumb to say.
So I said to him, you look kind of healthy, healthy boys, got long tongues to lick a woman,
you got a long tongue boy,
I asked him?

   [ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]

"SURE," look he said, and the man stuck out his tongue to show me, and it was about four feet long,
and it was black too! Thats when, I thought to my self, somethings wrong with this here boy.
Then I looked him over once or twice, and saw the boy had a lot of things wrong with him.
He seemed friendly enough though, harmless. and was so hungry, i just couldn't help asking :

   [ BIG REX ]

So, you got any grub, any stuff to eat boy? I am sure mighty hungry, I asked him?

   [ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]

If you stop calling me boy, sure. White gringo, you sure in hell not.
Remember I ain't your boy! Otherwise I don't got no food .

   [ BIG REX ]

Well sir, I knew where he was coming from. I told him how I was trying to hunt m up something to eat, but didn't catch nothing.
I told him how hungry I was. We talked a bit, and as we walked he said he was taking me to his camp.
Which he said was just ahead. As we walked, I heard the tinkle of coins, in his pockets.

   [ BIG REX ]

Maybe I'll take Tits out, and relieve him of them, perhaps he's got gold on him, I thought to my self.
I might come up with something worth while, anyways there's time, I said to my self, and thought
First lets eat, drink and be merry. For the winds that blow the tumble weeds are blowing now,
tomorrow, who knows what they will blow in?
Besides, I just, might get some information from this cowboy, I thought to my self.
What did you say, your name is again?

   [ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]

Me, Mondongo.

   [ BIG REX ]


Year, right, anyway, I thought to my self, Just my luck, here it is, two Hobos out in the dark of night.
And after while we reached his camp, It was fenced in all around with a tall black iron gate,
and as we approached it, he kept walking, and I followed along,
but stopped cold when I saw him walk through the iron bars of the gate like it just wasn't there.
He kept walking, and I, was freaking out, I was shocked and yelled to him, . . . Hey, how you do that?

He turned non nonchalantly, like it nothing out of ordinary, and turn around,
pulled out some keys and open the door of the gate and held it open,
gesturing to me to walk on in.
I did. But now I knew I was in big trouble. Things were not, thing were not, not what it seemed.
I got scared but didn't want him to know, for heaven sakes!

And in the yard there were some old wooden chairs and benches; he invites me to sit down,
he doesn't invite me in, I thought that not very neighborly,
but then, maybe he got his lady in there and maybe she's private or something,

Anyhow's, he goes in to this big tent, one of those pointy tents pointing up to the sky, called a indian tent,
or whats called a Tepee, and sets up a table outside the tent, with some black plates and black napkins
which I thought was strange. It was like a funeral, but being very hungry, I couldn't give a dam.
And so he brought out, some benches all painted black, and waved his hand,
for me to come over and sit close to him, and thats when I started to check stuff out good,
and noticed that even the house, the tent he lives in was black.
And he was rambling about this and that, and he brings out this nice dinner, of turkey, and all the trimmings,
candy yams and all.
Only thing, was all the food was black.
And that's when I noticed him, taking two pieces of black whole wheat bread,
and picking up a black kitchen knife, and spreading some black butter on it.
Then he sat down across from me, and we started eating, and I asked,

   [ BIG REX ]
Got milk?? Got milk? Got any milk?

   [ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]
   and he said as he glanced around at me smiling, . .

Sure.
So, he went in back inside the black teepee house, and brought along a jug of milk,
and glasses and placed a glass on the table for me, and poured some out, into a glass.
Thats when I noticed the milk, was black. I tried to smile and say thanks, but it as hard!
and I didn't wwasant to look at him, cause he did have no eyeballs, and that was hard for me to deal with.
So he served me a black plate of nice black hot rice.
Thats, when I noticed the fork and the silverware, was black. The black silverware was shinny,
and I was mighty hungry, and I was ready to forget all that, all the anomalies,
and just chow down and get down with the getting down, and just start eating,
but since the food and everything was dark and all,
I asked him, could he turn on the light. So I could see what the hell I was eating!
May be ants are crawling on my food! I don't know!
I thought it was reasonable thing to ask!

   [ BIG REX ]

   Saying to him friend,

" Thanks for the nice dinner, it do smell might nice, but do you mine turning on the light? "

   [ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]

Mondongo stopped chewing on his food, and turned and looked at me without eyes in his black head,
and said,
Me don't got no light. Me always eats by the natural organic light of the moon.

   [ BIG REX ]

Year, I said to him, but the moon is not out tonight, I can't eat, every THING is so dark?

   [ MONDONGO THE BLACK MAN ]

Man, you got to be crazy, the moon is out, don't you see it, don't, you see up there,
he asked me, pointing straight up over our heads.
I looked up into the heavens, all I could see was the blackness of the sky,
and thats when hits me I must be nuts,
cause the moon is out but was visible but just barely.
It dim, and getting dimmer by the minute.
I had to get my shit together,
I started eating as fast as I could, I was woofing down the food, crabbing it with my hands
stuffing it in my mouth real fast, so fast I was hardly chewing,
cause I wanted to get the hell out there.
if I stayed, I could just imagine bad things were gone happen to me.
So with my belly full I got up and head for the door, and waved to him,
and thanks for the grub, and if my belly was so full I swear I would of ran away!

   [ BIG REX ]

So kept walking as fast as I could, and when far enough away I saw a log, I sat down there,
thinking, what he mother Bleep, BLEEPING BLEEP, bleep bleeping bleeping shit ] is going on here ?

   [ MONDONGO ]
==
[ mondongo appeared out of nowhere behind me and was laughing and said
  Time is now. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, . . . you don't know what your destiny is,
You don't know because you are not suppose to until the day of your destiny,
HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, ha, ha, . . .
he said laughing I got up and started to run. I twisted around and I shot him
BAM, BAM BAM, I shot at him a couple of times, but he just kept laughing!
this cowboy was a ghost or a spirit or my drunking imagination getting the better of me!
I was nuts. I was insane. I was scared out of my wits, i didn't have any more brain!
It had to stop. It had to, It had to. I kept going and didn't look back, said Big Rex,
and he didn't look back, he ran, just like scared rabbit being chased by a wolf!
He was out of his league, he come in contact with a demon,
a imaginary monster coming out of his mind. But, what if it weren't imaginary, what if it were real?
What? Why? Was there a lesson, he could ascertain by this encounter?
The environmental content of the parameters of the encounter was a construct mentally in black and white!
Raw, like the facts of life. But what life, life,defined by who or what.
Defined by when, even though the basics like time, and light, were self evident and reduced time,
time, may have appeared to stop, but it didn't, it was there forming the framework of this unchartered
experience by chance? But wait, when one, is dealing with destiny,
there is fate and no chance, that is the law.
But in the outer dimensions of reality, restrictions are not allowed to exists, and all things are possible!
Big Rex, was scared with good reason. The encounter Big Rex, just had lived through, was full of anomalies,
and while the intruders appearance was suppose reveal something to him.
What ever it was Big Rex, for the life of him couldn't see it.
It was though he was blind, like the Cowboy named Mondongo, no eyes, and can't see it,
but, even though Mondongo, had no eyes at all, he didn't let that stop him,
didn't let that stop him from living his life,
Could that it could be the hidden lesson? Don't let anything,
any obstacle stop you in life from achieving your goals, your destiny?
And how do you do that when you don't know what your destiny is?

Big Rex, kept running, but then, dealing with things outside of his Cowboy comprehension,
the mind, can play tricks on you.
Can make you see things, hear things, an when the truth is something you can't handle you crack,
and don't want to look back.
Big Rex, is not so big. He runs along the ground, tiny and small, like little boy running home to his mommy,
but in his case his mommy is the next train car he gets to. It's his haven; there always trains cars traveling to and fro,
carrying goods all across the country. There always a place thats not where he is, not where he is.
and for some reason that an attraction to him. Some people like where they are. where they are maturity wise.
He is not one of them, roaming, searching, thats why he calls himself the wandering cowboy.
It's like a compulsive disorder, a urge, a compulsion, to flee and he does,
not because he wants to. But because he must. It is hard wire in him to run. He's a runner,
What did the black shadowy stranger tell him, destiny? That's where he is running to, whether he knows it or not.

Then, then something, something, very hard to explain happened!



[ 3 ]

The Earth shook!

And the ground turned upside down, and rose up off the Earth, left the original Earth, and hung in the air, above the original Earth, stood there rotating around slowly in circles.

The other Earth upside down, shattered parts of which disengaged, raged, switched, pitched, molecularly ickasciched, rigamortised, and tumbled, tumbled around and around in violence, but adhering still to the forces of Mother Nature gone mad and gravitized!

What happened simply, the finality of it all, due to bombastic intermolecular disengagements, lamentably causing structurality atomic schisms, caused intensely loud sounds of nightmarish booming thunder, augmenting them to super deafening levels!

As the racy crunching of impossibly huge rocks, came slamming down into Earth1.

They did so, with the extreme arrogance and prejudice at uncontrolled speeds!

They pummeled, crashing, smashing, and ricocheting back up upside downside, smashing ferociously together, heavily, as the Earths duplicated, erupting in hot balls of steam, than melted boulders in lava like streams, that rushed into the sea spraying up in to the air, bright spider webs structures everywhere, like thick sizzling reddish yellow Fractal webs, connecting the two new, bi planetoids, together haphazardly in its awful moments of death!

From this whole beginning, of these evil events bifurcation of both man, beast and the oceans, seas juxtaposed.

And flipped and re-assembled back, forming giant strange ultra fractalized slivers, of new topography.

Things of, lets say you got hit in the head this day, when a rock the mighty size of Eiffel tower, came your way! But didn't crush you, it would take a big miracle to survive, well somehow, the epicenter of some sort of stability gravity zone existed, around us, through out this madness!

Allowing the cavern structures where I was, and he was, to stayed in place safely, and not only our mental psychopretexturalies introspective, in both our personages were saved, but our physical bodies too, in us two!

Thank god, other wise we would not have co-survived this cud nightmarishness.

Now at the hour time and place, this was all going on, I was unaware that the stranger and I would have co survived this melange catastrophe.

It happened so quickly, there was no time, to have time to think, much less react, just hold on, and pray!

The conversation between the smashing mountain rocks, and red hot awakened Earth components, transferred avoiding nothing over roads of the real buffered into the in mouth of the hot surreal, leaning to the points, of the totality finality of death!

Mock not, this day of the rock splits, onto the two islands separated, goes into shock, chases her mind thine crazily into the woods of good bad and brutally mainland halved for necessary suppling life puzzles, mussed notes the not muzzled, two earths, screamed their birth inaugurations, sensations of creations, majesties rescue a shipwrecked posits worthless few fleas peoples, parched all that was, beached and made it to the compound in life, new, due to powers hour hath'itsat say it, shall, and so be'ith educated edict, let no man put complaints asunder this wonder, but go ye forth enjoy the aftermath of peace!

The termination of life, who knows, never say never, first class desire of nature, is self similar survival supremacy!

Basically vexed, in five times the pressurized complexities, rushed to and forth, like a broth, but finally the great wobbling of the humongous chunks of both earths stabilized like sizzling scrambled eggs!

Settling finally back, in close approximations from each other separated, by only two or three miles perhaps if that!

The predominant cosmological systems rapidly absorbed the change, as if it did not take place in Fractal space.

The celestial components stood there looking on at us, the sins and the sun too, was still up in the sky on the corresponding ordained orbital trajectories, along with the moon, stars and inner outer Universities, in all their magnificent glories, and need I dear say, so thank the force, were we!

Its giant rocks, bigger and smaller, hailed down like thunder that fateful moment, that fateful day, that fateful minute, and day turned in to night, and night turned back in to day, a new day as it rained!

Stones the size of buses, and trees with disease, the size of planes, and all manner of sandiness grit, and looseness bits, prone debris, sailed down heavily, suddenly on top of him and me, with the mighty roaring sounds, straight out of hell!

Loud enough to wake up the devil!

They fell back to the original Earth1, live and dead out of graves!

Everything falls down, and the man ran and I both sprinted to take cover into the safety of the caverns! He went one way, and I another, and I don't know about him, but, I closed my eyes really, but really tight, and I prayed like a baby! We did hide, for quite a long, long while, under and in crevices in the mountains! As stones and rocky chunks, the size of buildings, came thundering down around us, bouncing crashing, bucking up, spats of electricity cut mountains in half like yellow cheese! And down and flash dancing rocks, rotating a thousand times a second, came booming down, with the roaring sounds and speeds of draconian unleashed wild buckets of millions of mad as hell rocks, splitting, screaming, splintering like wild dangerous sharp cutting glass, ready to slice and dice us!

The rocks hot, dazzled and gleaming with core stones, from the earth center, like blue white cut diamonds, being exposed, sprinkled the earth like little sparking eyes! The hot steams pouring out of them, like in a hot kettle in a pot, and lord knows hot water sprang up!

Finally rocks after a long while, the stones and debris stopped falling, and the tumultuous roaring sounds of earth crunching together, seised! And things, started to stabilize, and low and behold the earth on top that was floating above us in the air, was blocking out the sun, and suddenly, in the shadows the impossible happened. It got cooler, yes! Yes, yes! The temperatures was dropping fast! It was impossible, but I felt it! It was coolness, but it was true! I felt it, it was coolness, coolness! Still it was a little warm, but not as brutally hot, as it was before!

Things slowly were settling down, as the huge mountains of dust settled back forming what looked like, intense clouds of fined grained saw dust! The colors, wow! Oh wow! It was a magnificent sight.

It was so beautiful, to see the translucencies of the sun light's beams streaking through the big clouds, like flashlight beams shining brightly through the clouds of dust, with such a huge range of colors too, such as the dainty sunset like light brite pinks meshed with inter orange lush tonalities! It was composed of every kind of yellow and whole variety of mellow colors! It was like awe inspiring! It was life changing! I never dreamed such a thing could happen, yet here it was, I could see it! It was unbelievable! I was witnessing the birth of another earth, one up and one down below, that I was standing on! Two of them, and in fact, now that I think of it, thats exactly what it was, Earth Mother Fractal two!


Still, beautiful, or not, the dust, it got in my eyes, my hair my ears and every where!

This was possible, thanks to technology for I was Digtaslsometbetrodic being, after all!

After a spell, I witnessed, something strange, the other guy, yep, he did it too! He was alive, and, not only did he survive, but I saw him dusting off the dust from his arms and shaking it out of his long hair! And low and behold, he started smiling!

He had a big ass grin on him!

Can't for the life of me know why?

Now the man walked to the spot where his coat was before, an immediately began digging, and digging. After about an hour, he got it. And with his bare hands dug it up and out of the rubble! It came up and out, his beloved old wind breaker, and he pulled on it hard to get it free! And it took a while to get it out, out of the debris, then you know what? He put his coat, the wind-breaker coat, he put it, he put it on, and smiled, grinning. He raised his rifle up, up high, and aimed straight up, at the face of this Mother of Earths number two, and shot the mother full of holes ten times, yelling loudly as he fired at it away :

"You sons of bitches, I am free!"

[ 4 ]

Then the original Earth, was on the bottom. And the fractal copy of the Earth, was on the top.

And hung in the air, steady there, then magically between the two Earths, came a big flash of lightening!

Out of the light came the pow, snap and crackled of strange electrical sounds, like something fizzing and cracking!

Theres was no need, for graveside eulogy, for the passing of the Earth old, to the new Earth number 2 of two, new, like a half baked, homozygote, it was true!

Then came the stiff breeze and hence a high windchill of new consequences, times and places and adjustments to the new age of the new Two Earths!

I, listening, my ears taught sensitive, thus heard : heard a voice out of the wilderness, are, are, are thee ready, something quite different?

Sustainabilities newer realities, birthed, as it relates to natural ecosystems complexed to the particularities, when distinguishing societal sustainability, from ecosystem sustainability?

Could we be it, and it be we?

An unsustainable ecosystem will collapse, causing a large extinction event, tis true, but miraculously, this time it was not to be!

A near-death experience yes, but, stressed near, for we lived! These phenomena after a time is nothing more than the topic of lure, but to be here, alive, alive, inside the fractalized happening, spaced, me out big time!

The clockwork universe theory, compares the universe to a mechanical clock wound up by a supreme being, what ever he she it my mind in madness did this hour, day, minute, second, was shocking, yes, but to survive it ,was more than fine with me!

Suggested arguments, against why this could happen, or happen not, I dismissed it, because I live in the now, and so, dutifully, I testify by my being alive in the now, and as survivor as witness!

Natures, perhaps I say this facetiously but, nature speak'ith not in words, but in mightiness of actions and today she has'spoken a signal, that artfully selects the survival of the fittest, as she and she alone sussed out right of way, for who should go and who should stay alive, there was something fishy going on live true, but only her shadow knows and he is not saying!

Structure of channels breaching barriers to our minds eye, she only can and do defy and so said, eyeballed from the point of view of our awakened awareness trolls or the fresh! Or meager we and I, don't know why, this thing that happening now is not ordinary weight of a soldier's mind panoply as the out of the nothingness, of the airs chemistry a pleasant-smelling, colorless, volatile ether that was the catalyst, then there it was , something looking like a giant ball of lighted electrical beams, snaps and crackles shattered the feeble airs reality!

And it appeared there, and I heard a strange, other world like fractal speak. It said :" Lets not tarry here, but go forth!"

And this thing, the ball shaped turn thing, was a Telepathic Iconography machine, which was, submerged in white fog, like the type of stratus foggy clouds, found only high in the sky, billowing gases, shaped like an amorphous robotic head, vibrating there, inside of it, fully lit!

Sparks flying in out every which way, splatting throughout the air with a spray of sparks and electricity! The sounds this thing made, combined with intense forces inside, the core of the Earths rumbling, angrily was totally deafening!

This ball which was a Transmigration Zhotodigprojection machine, which was belching forth, a set of elaborate arrays of ceremonial beams, of great brilliance!

Blurry images, at first, very hard to see, but with each passing second, the feeble fragments came to fit together, like a crossword puzzle, and a bulb lit up in my head, warning me to be very skeptical and very weary of what might happen soon! I began to hear voices.

Voices that sounded like a crazy man, talking to me, from a thousand miles way, at the same time, I could hear the environmental sounds, of the ecosystems! Sounds of birds, sounds of winds blowing, sounds of scratching things, scraping up the sands looking for insects to eat. I could hear, the trees breathing, throughout the leaves, sucking up the nutriments from the air, and the sunlight there!

I heard the noises of draggle crackle sounds of some black vultures, circling high up in the sky, close to the sun. I could her waters, seas, near and far, gurgling under in the deep streams every where! The atmosphere was alive with life! Inside the minds of all kinds, birthed deadly Strife! I could hear insects, shifting around under the rocks near by! And I could feel the motions of the earth, I stood on, heaving to and fro, moving below my feet! OMG, I could feel Fractal Gods! The Fractal Gods were at odds, large barging to this marginless zones, toned in surrealistic gravity, putting in place, a stasis of new realities! Oh hell must'ith have'ith me, these things, these impossible things, I today see?
   It was unreal! It was un-natural! I lost my breath, it was just too, too much! Too, much for me! And slowly, very slowly, the fractalized portal transmissions, stabilized. I got new, clearer glimpses of the figure. And this world, forming in front of my unbelieving eyes wide! This new mansion, volatile making in the shadows of new times expansions. And this stranger? Was he, the same man, as before, or a self similar entity, that resembled him, but was not him just similar? Or was self similar to his old set of selves?

I, now seem to be hovering the air, over his head, looking down at him, I sensed his mind opening, It thoughts to me, I watched his lighted brain flash pictures of his past, his past, his passed memories, but, it was memories, that were gory, shady and deep!
I heard voices too! Saying a spell inhale, hell into the fractal wells well, you go you see in to the fractal, you go with me, by and by something sighed inside of me, some alive inside of me. I felt it but what can it be? Fractal, fractal you be?
And then I saw it. The lights, big and bright lights, blinding me! I saw a vision, visions of his past, and asked merry not these visions be? What visions do we see ? Merry visions, came the answer from the beyond unvirginisities, boundlessisities painted, tauter red and ready all for all hell! Go rouged, merry go round hidings, wheels of Fractal memories abound, his memories, his, chemistries, like frozen branches, fractalized branches in the ranges of timers of stasis, altered and, placed with opened gases, trashes of star dusts in inner spaces!

Which I breathed in deeply, lace of special chemicals of the misty waters, special water with the secret powers of life and death.

Drink?

I heard a voice ask.

Drinkit?

Asked me again?

Drinkit?

I trembling, shaking wishing I was dead, fear in my mind, fear in my head, as I communicated with id!

Did not dare, refuse my fate, in the hand of Fractal time! Yime hoyahaaa sunn tick, mick, hoyahaaa sunn tick? Maggssithena, it and suddenly a young woman appeared and said: who whosdsiyt ahten it swille in debae, no not I? Around as I look bad, it too, looked at me, sadly I grew, then things went a backwards anew, and I closed my eyes, going back to where ?
And when I opened my heart, trusting in the force in the dark, and drank. Then the voices, trailed off into silence, and were gone, and slowly were replaced with a strange bands of waves music, filling the void, with loud scary desitacodic chromatic tonalities of desperate dooms plumbs! Hungry late I ate one, enjoying it, it sounded so good! The Fractal music belching forth, from a spectra-body to mind sequencer application, using scores from an irrational iterationalfabulation resuscitations, of Fractalized musicality, in the realms of spiritual formulas of the Ducks! The Ducks were yelling at me, I was stunned to, to hear them here, so clearly, so distinctly! What the Fractals were speaking? They were not leaking! What theory, had they, today to say, was terrifying! Suddenly I heard the sounding of big bass drums, combeating hard, as lard, as if they were located deep inside Mother Earths in the cellar of the bad fella!

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Big Rex, has just witnessed the unbelievable splitting of the planet Earth, into two floating separate parts, if you can imagine it, they look like a big great fruit, cut in two, halves, maybe, perhaps with three or four miles of separation between the two!

The cause of this phenomenon, has been so far unknown, but has other worldly ramifications, in the forces of nature, and out side of it, and beyond, and the Universe it self. But, for now, the two halves, after tumultuous re-arrangements, shifting violently the continents, oceans and seas, now settle back, after both worlds, the upper Earth, and the lower Earth, were consumed in fires and destruction.

A totally unprecedented phenomenon is now occurring, slowly manifesting dualities double gangers everywhere! The few survivors, now face further challenges as they come to grips with having to confront, the opposites of themselves, an evil fractal duplicate, self similar, but is a diabolical evil being, that looks just like them! An army approaches and the army is you!

This is just an appetizer, compared to what is to come! In the midst of all this terror looming everywhere, is beauty! We see the thick smoggy, floating pale blueish gaseous clouds, floating upwards and twisting in the strange new currents of winds, streaming between the worlds like white on white cobwebs. These wispy strands, and bands like clouds, are a fantastic thing to witness.

They float high above in gloriously shimmering orange and white colored stratified cloud layers. All, shifting slowly between the upper and lower earths bearing witness to the new births. While down below, deep down below, glows in the twisted wreckage's of burnt blacken and melted together buildings, we see mystery. We see the cooling of the lava, slowly moving, brite reddish, lumps. Churning and bubbling, spattering high as if they had the hick ups.

These meandering lava flows of death, running where streets use to be. Where cities use to be! Where humanity use to be! The lava rivers are there, still belching out straight up, vertically like chimneys, white gaseous steams, we hear a voice. I have eyes, that sure enough , that just about have seen it all, at least that is what I thought, but, I never, never! Never in my life, in my wildest dreams could I imagine this madness, real, hot and smelly as it was!

The scale and breathe of the devastation was outside of words, there was none! Repulsive sights, could make you vomit! Could not be ignored. In life you know what you see is what you get! Over there the head of horse, over there a leg of man, sticking out of the mud. Hair without a head, eyes of the dead, under my foot is a tongue. Next to that, an old bell, that once wrung. Pages in the floating stinking black waters from an hymnbook that children, once happily sung. The humming days are dead.

Dead were buddies, friends and chums, then I saw it.

A Harley Davidson, parked like, like everything was as it was supposed to be.

It was a little dusty, but other than that, but how could this be? I looked else where, I was already shell shocked, to mocked shocked, by so many strange sights, to care about anybody, anything, live or dead, any more!

My heart heavy, my despondence grew, this I knew, it was wrong, to do what I was doing showing, show,empathy! I was supposed to feel nothing, impartiality?


I remember when I looked and remember a time, when there was peace. I remember when there was order.

I have seen the the coming of death.

I have seen the coming of evil.

Somehow, now people too, have divided into two, too!

A duality of the one split in two, manifesting into two separate beings. A good side and bad side, war is on the horizon and there's someone bad, very, very bad, someone is on his way, on this new brave horrendously dangerous planet. There is an evil me! Is that plausibility? What will happen? Which one of us fractals humans will survive? The questions that I have multiply, and the possibilities too, divide. They, like this day, are all very, very scary. Just too much for a domain, to restrain! To, Too, unthinkable!

Fractals are unthinkable unless you have math for blood.

For now as I look at my new surroundings for guidance to help me comprehend my fate and how it will end.

I hear in the winds something I no nothing of, a voice whispering wohim wohimmemanha caoducks, the Ducks are , hhomiedacocto bucket, the Ducks, thid moo rhumba si, the Dusk are mnf comba ha hitasata.

The Ducks are coming!

Oh my god, "The Ducks are coming!"

I thought I was comfortably, situated, but the wavelet convolution, I am on, apparently has experienced a glitch in its frequency!

I, I, I should not be, be affected, but, somehow I too am, am conflicted, me a Digtaslsometbetrodic being, my feelings, I should have none! I have my empathy button turned on, when it should be set to off!
This should not be, not me, personally affected, but what's happening, as a witness cerebralspastically fluctuating being, but as it seems, as the Fracto psychoacoustic, or what is called, branches of psychology concerned with the perception of sound and its physiological effects, complexities now have begun. It seems it's affected him, and affected one? It seem damages are not limited, but unbelievably extend to, investigatory distance observers too? And me?
The bifurcation of the mentality of the protagonist personalities have mixed?

I shutter, double shutter to think, if that is true, the unworldly influences that broke amidst the mayhem, and that permeated, have such enormous power, it's visual, physicality's and its collections of powerful atom transdenominational, electronidoshozsetrodic, interrmolectuals affects all, the outpost of any program, live or other wise, that is enabled to think? And that included, dare say I, me?

Should I discontinue?

Me, my essence , my senses, my mind shook by it all, felt like I, and despite my credentials and years of experience working in techo-celebraltransmigrational voyeurisms, my mission stands, my interests in this trip, has blown outs my frequencies, and now, now the wavelets unstable, and my mentality too it seems. I struggled to maintain it, but it felt like, like I was on a pogo stick. In and out of this reality. Reality, this reality? Was it, or wasn't it a malady, I was in this reality? Anyway, fed up, I ? Yes! Yes! But, able gable sable, despite it all, the phenomenon's spill over effect, tougher, for facts to be, be precise, back, said I optimistically, not a drop, of truth, joins my senses, cause every feelings go blurry, in a hurry, so it makes me sorry, but look at the fragments, of his memories, seared, and thoughts, interactively, floored me, and met me, in the air. Puzzled, disappointed, yes, but then, I sense he's his presence near, I sensed it! I sensed it! I sensed it! It was it! The culprit!

And, I felt the brush on my face, an underweight, if you please breeze, and without prompting of the catalysis actuating the sitting frequency of consequentiality pertinent , without inhibitors, I began to hear his desperate unconnected ramblings. His word, his words, and it sounded ungrounded and it was him, I knew it! It was him. I looked around, there, way, way down a thousand feet away, or more, sitting right up against the hull to this partially buried boat, the size of building, sticking out of mud of the earth. It was him, sitting in it shadow. It was him alright! Wearing his ghost coat, his ghost cowboy hat, the man rat, and in his hand, he held his riffle, too! He was, he looked the same, but was he? Double in trouble, or was it I?

My, self, I categorically stood firm, of my targeting of him! I snook up closer, well, despite the fact, after all that happen him, he still discounted it all, smiling after that big mental fall, and he sounded as mad, as he did, before. He said ,speaking to himself out, out, out loud of his mind. He said, I going get this shit working, this fire gotta fire, burn, so whats this gonna do, and then, I saw him. He gets up, walks a few steps and drag some tree branches, that are still smoldering, and he configured a sort of campfire, and sat his backside back down and then suddenly began to cry! He cried, and cried! Surprise, to see a big bad man like that cry! Not I! But his heart, his red hot heart, with the fear in it, got, this way, because of this day, this hellish day, that will burn way, into the fiber of compositions of his memories till is dies and is no more! I can't blame him!
He seems in the crosshairs of surrealities forth coming ducks! He sounded familiar to me, since I started studying him. The smell of gasoline and other chemicals, wafering, lingering in the, in the air, as he sat there, then I moved, as I only can, in my present state, can I? I can, and did, augmenting my capacity, got closer, got still closer, cause I wanted to be able to record his words, his thoughts, cause I knew, what he did not! So I got closer, still. Then and spied him. He unaware of me there, comfortable with his madness, began once more, to talk and bubble absurdities.

I grabs her up, he mumbled in his quant rough cowboy style, way of talking, accented slant of the english speech, long gone. I grabs it up, these loose woods, he said, I built my self this here campfire, why? Why not? And, I takes my frying pan out, and reaches in to my saddle bag. And from the gold I stole, I pulls out just one gold bar, just one, and plunks it down, in to this here hot pot that I got! I watched it get hot, boil and melt! He said rocking his head, backwards and forewords, like a bad crazy kid on drugs, but he wasn't of drugs, his mind was, he was hallucinating, and enjoyed laughing to lesson the tension, he laughed and laugh : Ha, ha, ha,hahaha, Reminds me of what just happen to me.

And my world, ha, ha, ha,ha, ha , ha year, yep! Me? Me don't gotta wait! Wait? I don't have to wait, for there, right there the corner of my eye, I spots one. And I swoops it up. I don't think anything dead or alive, that goes through what I just went through today, can blame me, if I plays games in an effort, to try not get, more crazy, than I am ready, am I?

I scoops up another, and drops it in the this container, where I keep em, till I am ready! Ha, ha, ha, ha,aha, ha, ha! In his madness he took a liking to his new fiends, roaches and bugs all kinds that seemed to have survived along with us too! He took a stick and scraped them up, one by one, in to this glass jar he had, and close the top back up and shook them, playfully back and forth, back and forth. Looking at these captured odd ball trophies. I hold, em till I am ready, then I wait till the gold in the pot is nice and hot, is thick and creamy like creamy gold soup!

My gold, my god, my lord, my gold, don't have no more value now, that life as I knew it, ain't no more! He yelled out at they top of his lungs, this new truth," Life as I knows it, ain't no more! No more, nooooooo moreeeee! " then he gather back his wits, breathe deeply cried a little more, breathed , looked around and then back down in to the pot!

And whispered, so what, so, so wha , so what, what possibly use could gold, be for me, now, only thing left to do with it, is play with it, if not to play with?

Questions and of course no answers, no alternatives, said the man and broke, broke down again and cried!

Well stay tuned, it's me Madcow Sammy, I am a going boy, as fast as I can! This stuff is getting plenty heavy for my head, I just might have to tweet Toni! I gotta go, I got another tweet bye, bye, adios, adieu, abschied, 告別 ,告别 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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MISS LOVEKILLJOY DEAF

We dedicate these stories and plays in appreciation of and to honor this Fractal Artist named BuddhI =alias Krzysztof Marczak, a master creator of the 3D Mandelbulber application program in the year 2011.

The Miss LoveKillJoy Deaf series motif, is an expression of exposing para-normal killer masterminds, psycho story telling, about the motivations of a beautiful female paid killer, and her love of the gruesome, grisly, gory, morbid, and totally unearthly, fascination with the Fractal art of killing, equating it to highest fine art processes, in evil.

We follow her as some kind of Fractal witch, with other worldly para-normal body changing capabilities, and examine her thinking, behind her motivations for the love of the macabre, and dwell in the details of her adventures, and every day life of a famous top paid assassin, and the circumstances of her life, her loves, and struggles.

And when things don't go as planed, her backup, is to secretly transform herself into an alternate cerebral fractal demons from other dimensions, to help in her kill missions here on earth.

The Author Intermind Weavers, pseudonym, nom de plume, Tweets of Madcow Sammy, was a contributing Fractal Art Reviewer on the site formerly known as The Fractal Forums.com., and it is our hope, these stories will result in happy reading for you.

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   Professor BUDDI , Programmer, Master Magician too!
   Master of Air, Light, Water, Sight, Creator of " Mandelbox and Flying Lights and The Mandelbox in water"

Today we like to honor this Artist : BuddhI = Krzysztof Marczak creator of the 3D Mandelbulber application program : Magician Programmer

Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations to you Master BUDDHI

films 1: " Mandelbox and Flying Lights "

FRACTOLOGIC FRACTAL FORUM FILM REVIEW :

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   TABLE OF CONTENTS

Warning : some dialogue scenes contain graphic descriptions, that may be inappropriate to expose to young children and the emotionally fragile.

1 FRACTOLOGIC FRACTAL FORUM FILM REVIEW : The intro to the analysis of the works of the buddhi Movie / films 1: Intro film entitled " Mandelbox and Flying Lights "

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: PLOT COMPOSITION : BRIIEF DESCRIPTION
2 PRODUCT : ENDORSEMENT
3 [ " Mandelbox and Flying Lights " ] BREAK DOWNS
4 [ 4A & 4B ] Here we are going to offer our interpretations, based on the altered states concepts of the films, in the sense of adding proxy characters intermixed with a story line concepts expanding the lens of elasticity abstracticity : An abstraction bifurcated in two interpretive analysis analogies constructs !
[ 4A ] A boxing analogy feature representing the inherent combative nature the lights secretly have!
[ 4B ] A Intermind Weavers play, interpreting fictitious characters living in the Fractal World in the    Buddhi movies, that live, love, and die! Chapter 1
5 Tributes parts : Fractalverbalicityempowerments. For Magician Programmers only
6 FRACTOLOGIC FRACTAL FORUM FILM REVIEW : Intro film entitled " Mandelbox In The Water " rendered and created by Master Buddhi in the year 2011 on Earth!
7 BRAKE DOWN : Version [ 1 ] composed for [ first ] for the benefit of Master Buddhi and current Architectologist Fractologist, with keen observableatorial acumen.
8 BRAKE DOWN : Version [ 2 ] composed for [ second ] for the benefit of the Master Buddhi , his followers and the General public.
9 Tribute part : Song intentional compiled in a Interstalyricmusicality Lyric construct : To be sung onto or dubbed on top of said, music The Master Buddhi placed onto video clip, entitled [ " Mandelbox In The Water. " [ Music credits : Facilitated by Miami Night garth Johnson and Justin Johnson, ]

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PLOT COMPOSITION : BRIIEF DESCRIPTION

   Before hand, lets tell you right up front, this flick, it's not just for the those hip members of the club at Fractal Forums.com, fractal enthusiasts, but its bandwidth, appeals to the world wide hip audiences hungry, to experience the cutting edge of technology too! The music is classy sazzy classical, while the vistas and perspectives are flamboyant, capturing every bodies interest as if by a spell!
Need a vacation, watch this movie!
Do you, yes you happen to belong, to the ninety nine percent of the good folks on earth, who are missing out big time, on what the new world of Fractal Movies are all about, no problem, watch this movie!
Hey, you think you are an artist, sorry you need to watch this movie!
Hey you thought you were a film director, sorry you need to watch this movie!

What it focuses on, is the striking fracto locality, in new dimensions of altered visual imagery states, it's hot in techno fractal color! The scenes in slow motion, that give us the feeling we are in search of some mystic fugitive lurking inside a new world you did not have a clue existed, namely, year, you guess it, inside a Fractal Geometrosity! Say, what, you never heard of it cause the guy just discovered it, hello!
So, what the hell is fractal, hello, its nothing but a thing that looks the same at any levels, buddy!
Whilst shucks, man I said thats sounds crazy, true but, what you get to see is always glamorous, always stunning views, journeys the movie director Buddhi, takes us through, in to a new unbelievable world, and when he gets there , year, he and the audiences know about it!
   We ride as if in a helicopter, wide eyed in amazement of the vast architectural wonders of the world, the fractal world, that never seises to blow our minds!
We are proud to present the introduction after which we will start the movie :

INTRODUCTION

When we go to see the movie by Master Buddhi from the very first frame and image he displays :
The first picture is clear!
What we harvest from this pictoriality, is the great sense of pride the Artist takes in his work, Here, now and forever, he taps in to the gifts he was born with, and out this box, a genetic treasurer trove of intellectual goodies! He focuses on taking us on a little helicopter ride into his fractal world! He invites everybody to come aboard! We mount into his mighty ship, as he presses a bunch of strange looking fractal buttons and yells out, this is your captain speaking, all aboard, we are leaving the terminal, next stop, is a secret! Passengers are advised to fasten their seat belts, and turn off you're ipads, and cell phones , no drinking of alcoholic beverages allowed. The time is now, we sit back, anxious, we are in the presence of the Master Buddhi himself. We are excited, this is so exciting! Oh boy! It's wonderful. We sit there squirming in our seats like a spoiled child, We understand what he is capable of doing, magician programmers can bend the contours of fractal space time like pretzel! The power of the force is contained wholly within the organ on which it acts. In your time, it acts on the programmer!
Empirical evidence suggests we should trust in nothing, but it is incumbent on us to trust that the force will guide him! We know that a good fractal knows that in order to win you got to be able to lose and handle it! We relinquishment our self now, calmly, take a deep breath sit back, relax and place our fate in the hands of this Magician Programmer extraodinaire. He is our pilot on this trip! But where oh where is the mysterious one going to take us? When you combine one-dimensional time and three-dimensional space it adds up to a four-dimensional anomaly called space-time, is that our final the destination ? If it is what happens if somehow this helicopter gets lost, will the time coordinates x,y,z,t be able to locate us ? Will the space police come in time to our rescue?
With so many numbers in his head, perhaps he might input the eigenvalue of an equilibrium, passing through zero, instead and we wind up dead? Errors, no man is immune to them. True be it not, human faults we tolerate not, but our own we forgive, not others! Why is this ? It is up to him to decide and set the course of this helicopter ride. Will he set a course and zoom into the center of the embedded julia set or won't he? Fractals are funny don't you think? They have been around before time. Whats old is new again, was it not Sir Thomas Brown in his Religio of 1943 who said " Now besides these particular and divided spirits there may be a universal and common spirit to the whole world, it was the opinion of Plato, and yet of the Hermeticall Philosophers." Did you ever come to a fork in the road of life and had to decide which course to take? Is it a fork in the road, is that where we are? Will the helicopter pilot set a course on OMG, to the a qualitative or topological structure of a family of the mandelbox, or will he take us to the moon, sun, or the belly of the beast in the another kind box that rocks? Will we wind up in a box? Perhaps in the movie in the corner, in frame, such and such, he will stop the movie, to a particular frame, and point his finger and shows us the philosophers stone?
Alchemical writers assign a long history and anonymously claim that he who acquired the knowledge of the stone, gets it directly from the force. Is the force driving the helicopter, or is the helicopter driving the force ? We know not where we go, and that in it self, we find so titillating! Perhaps we in our falsity of expectation, set to high, are setting our selves up to be disappointed, even so this is trilling! I am praying we can say: veni, vidi, vici, I came, I saw, I conquered, but who knows how this trip into the mind of man will turn out? Boy, we love to have our private (PCAST) to advise whether this trip is a good or bad idea!
We feel numb and mumble, girneys till!
Oh, oh, suddenly, we hear it, we hear the hum of the motors igniting! We feel an endorphin rush of exhilaration, we try to explain it to ourselves, to calm our mind, but we can't explain it, but we can barely contain the excitement ! The big vibrations of the engines, shakes the walls of the ship as it begins to rock us! Without thinking, we, we quickly look out the window, the sun is shining brite. We cover our eyes with our hands, shielding from them from the brite rays of the sun!
We nervously look out at mother earth once more, as a lonely tear runs down our cheek, as we wave to it, good bye and say fare well, farewell, adios amigos, Abschied, wenn wir zurückkommen, wissen wir nicht, Lebewohl, tous au revoir, さようならみんな, 大家再见

So, you what, you got to see the movie, so without further ado, Heres the film entitled : " Mandelbox and Flying Lights " rendered and created on Earth by director Master buddhi, aka Mr. Krzysztof Marczak,!

Technically >M-set of a rotated Mandelbox.

NOTE , NOTE! if you have difficulty seeing this film on the forum just type in the title [ " Mandelbox and Flying Lights " ] on google and it will display flawlessly. Enjoy!

see it here> forum connection :

http://www.fractalforums.com/index.php?action=gallery;sa=view;id=6347

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ENDORSEMENT

First before we begin, we would like to offer our Endorsement of the 3D Mandelbulber application program : Evaluation : The Weavers Recommendation : We highly recommend this product!
[ 1 ] what we think : First the product : The 3D mandelbulber application is a superior product! Why? The confabrication is user friendly, displays the interfaces fields as laid out which are formal, straight forward and offers arrays of preset formulas to use along with the ability to save : light settings, fractal investigative results, color constructs, personally contrived nuanced formulas, images, movie settings, backgrounds, water and volumetric settings, optimized minimums in rendering times resulting in ultra imagery quality, suitable for the most demanding Architectologist Fractologist! This excellent program created by Master Buddhi, displays dexterity in a myriad of features in the application program, offering a formidable feature rich interfaces full of sharp high tuned, bug free components, lending them to what ever the desire of the interest of the emergent : Mathematicians, Artists, Graphic designers, Video Photographers, and Programmers, wishes to accomplish!
3D Mandelbulber facilitates execution allowing for straight forward workflows and due to the ease of the application, one can conduct coordinatudinal triangulations within the fractolocality under investigation! You can conduct also exploratory experimentations without losing time, the tools inherent in the programs major features are applicable to professional realization of the highest qualitative visual workflows demands! It has unlimited undo commands, error free rectification, alternate repertoires of color facilitated schematics to change instantaneously the color of said fractolocality being explored, with multi tonal variations and awesome rotative ease in twisting around, tilting, zooming, towards, zooming through, and instantaneous resets abilities at long distance ranges, to regroup, and group think an idea!
It is without a doubt a superior product, for both industrious beginning designers, and seasoned professionals : Offering inherent deep coloratorial schematic feelings in the color palettes. Heightening the quality level attainable for ones iconic shadow to color shadows, clarity delineations, in pictorial representations.

The spectrum of steering facilities to manipulate the image plane, by tilting for both forward and reverse and side view rotations, are undeniable exemplary! And we might note : incrementally updating for free currently as of January 2012, achieving higher and higher levels of superiority! As demonstrated in the above, fore-mention movie constructs previously displayed. Camera tool sets, adroit in their capacity to dof, refocus, with astute refocusing capabilities, which can be customized to the liking of participating Fractal Artist.
Inputs to immerse image with fog are excellent. And views are flexible optimized, along with the usual fish eye manipulative offerings.
Inputs to conjure light modes of 1, Light transport algorithms generate realistic images by simulating the emission and scattering of light in an artificial environment.
2 illumnatory beam placement and modulated shadows are optimal.
And we enjoy with great pleasure, the touchscreen mode, using the cursor to PIN point where the light should be designated! This is a joy, a great feature if not the best, as it is offered to the user! It also offers a rendering window, that gives multi- opportunities to see approximate results, before going into heavy duty rendering processes, as to how the approximation image construct will come out!
It allows for shadow directions calculations, and offering one, the ability to dictate according to his her own numeric calculations, the very precise light altitudes, to object trajectories with stretchable shadows customized with exact and precise placements, where and how the designer wants them, this again, said is an excellent application of the highest order!
Currently, available for free download see it here > http://sourceforge.net/projects/mandelbulber/

CONCEPT CONSTRUCTION : VIEWER IMMERSION : [ viewer experiences stimulative ergonomic immersion psychologically thanks to the deeply personal and pointing camera skill sets the artist reveals in his fracto artistic project! ]
RECOMMENDATION :
: This movie We suggest, is best enjoyed with a fine but light dinner and generous flavored wines with the reddest of cherries, or something you really enjoy, and of course someone you love, a fiance, a lover, some one you would like to cuddle up with! This artistic techno piece, took a year of work, he did for you with passion and pride. He made it for you to enjoy, so for this moment in time we hope you enjoy it, replay it, savor it,

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Now. Let us begin : First : [ " Mandelbox and Flying Lights " ]

BRAKE DOWN

BRAKE DOWN
Notice this before we begin : The artist, Magician, programmer : He utilizing his domain preeminence skill sets to display :
[ 1 ] A large screen in a large mega sized proportionality format, to inaugurate the showcasing of his exhibition of his movie, to us the public! We might have notice few others in the Fractal Forums have acquired this acumen to display their movie screen sizes so LARGE in this way!
[ 2 ] Inordinate level of picture quality, and flawless running of the film despite its large size! When you go on to " you tube," and you click to make the picture large, you hit the fit screen button, it will fill your screen like a cinema!
scene construct :
What we see is frame number 1: Represented by an image depicting the realistic looking structural components of a fractal contrived, using his formulaic mathematical swagger intensities in the realms of mathematicity, to produce the image construct, in 3D using the mandelbulber application program, for which he is the progenitor!
[ 3] Stop, will you please! Before activating the movie, Look at the artistic quality of this picture ! Take a brief moment to examine this first frame the way a master architect would! Or pretend you're a neural surgeon and this is your patient, you need to familiarize your self with the object in question before proceeding.
Notice, a deliberate intentional effort, by the artist programmer, to form a cohesive balanced composition, which shows a central point of view of the main object close up and personal to the viewer, behold before our eyes multitudes of isomorphic structures, some with brash bold curvature shapes and some small, with minute definitionalities we label geometrosities, and here are thousands of them and the sheer numbers of them here, amazes us to no end! We are befuddled , enticed, and magnetized to stare, in pure wonderment!

The immediate object in the center of the picture frame, is defined and surrounded by the illumnatory lightbulbs, placed with great care, not haphazardly : ones located precisely on the upper right and left crest of the central object module, we see in the center of the picture frame, resembling slices through a major hemisphere geometrousity! If it where not for these lights specific localizations, definition of the geometrousity would be difficult to ascertain, if not impossible, due to the choice by the Master in this case, to eliminate all activated lights, save for the light bulbs currently lit up in the front, and displayed in the composition, which if you check the background you'll see a [ v ] motive light configuration, it is also lit modestly by a faint complimentary lights in dull tonalities, off white pale blue tinged color fog inputs, put they're placed with care to represent the backgrounds perspective! This perspective view of the component of the fractal, allow the spectator to bear witness to the enormity and extreme length, approximation, possibly ten miles long and breath ten miles wide of this fracto locality, here displayed before us!
Visualize before we start, what we are observing! The concept before we begin, is to imagine a large rectangle solid floor plane! This plane is the base upon secondary and tertiary topographical mutational structures are seen exhibiting self similarities ! This base floor plane is what the fractal objects sit on. The isomorphic objects possesses hyperbolic rounded shapes when placed close to each other you will notice they form a [ v ] motif, which is a significant fact, because if you look they are almost every where! The bottom floor structure, it looks self similar to the ceiling floor structure above, in many respects visually, and in its content of self similar architectural isomorphic structures mathematically! The color of the fractal is a mixture of dark muted green ÷ by modifications resembling distressed veneers, which when the light hits it, it becomes visible and it turns to gold!
SCENE
scene construct : Duration 3:29 minutes.
Let us initiate the movie.
[ seconds into the scene at 0:01 ] We see the aforementioned image, switches instantaneously to a swivel rotation of the image, to the left along, a downward trajectory with the two lights now, clearly visible one on the left in blue white light, separating to one on the right in sunlight white lights, they quickly proceed to take up their roles as sight seeing tour guides, as if we were on a tour bus visiting New York City, or Paris, or where ever. But this city is in the world of the fourth dimension, in the underworld realms in the forbidden regions, outside of the time continuum, and space! Along with initiation of the movie, very soft piano tonalities are heard marshaling perpetual harmonious pleasantries to our minds ear, through audio fractal musicality, represented by classical syncopations! We for all intentional purposes, feel like the artist driving this helicopter, has a swivel camera with unrestrained view ranges, and he presses his foot gently on this flying machine carrying us up, at a slow speed of, approximately fifty miles and hour. He turns the steering wheel again, using the cylic control, to the blades on the left and right sides of the chopper, and, pow, we jump, zoom in full motion all most immediately, as we see the floor plane begins rising up very fast, indeed up toward us, in a rush! As to make us think we're going to get crushed!
[ Seconds into the scene at 0:03 ] We observe the floor plane rising up and aligns it self with a modicum of conservative flight control, as it reaches 180º degrees then . .
[ Seconds into the scene at 0:06 ] We see our chopper flip around in a heart beat, rotated, quickly in a blink of an eye, the floor plane rose up to the left at a 45º degree angle. And we have moved into and high up above the floor plane, looking down insanely at the distances down below, the screen is illuminated now by the slightly chilling light, coming from the blue light shining down on the thousands of modules, stratified constructions pertuberations, that comprise the fracto locality, with rows and rows of geometrousities, all perfectly aligned, as if they are participants in a huge military show parade! We can't help but to look at the center of the picture frame, and see a big happy go lucky smile on the face of a rounded metal actor construction in the parade line, looking gleefully up at us, as if asking who do you be tiny flee?
We are shy but so what. I feel, I tossing my timidness to the winds we begin to converse with the interesting thingy from a different universe, praise be you noble one! Welcome this be, in the realms of acientasity fractmoduleacity distant traveler, what be you? I, why I be simple a person, a seeker! What seek'ith you? I seek the peace. Peace seeker, you are to wait here, while I pause in peace, while I see if your peace is the same as our peace! I heard his words, I knew not what meant, but still curious be I be, and did as told by he, did I, wait, and after a time, I noticed the ship, the air, the reality of all that I knew was frozen in time, the ship too! I hesitated troubled, whether I had done right to speak with this stranger, living in side the mandelbox movie created by Buddhi. Minutes turned to hours, and then the thingy with the big smile came alive to me, and said, sorry come back when you have grown up. And its smile turned to a frowned. I felt numb, and look down to the ground, looked away, as if to say to my self, well at least I did try. I did not feel mad, I did not feel bad, I did not feel sad, I felt relived in a way, cause such a meeting was not planned, and seemed scary to me. He is so big, and I be so, small an all. So I said than thank you for taking your time to consider me worthy, I shall do my best to grow up wise, but without wisdom, like I know you possess. It will be hard for me! Good bye I said, and I fixed my head, and was about to come out the trance, that befallen me when all of sudden, I looked, turned back to look at the picture, and to my surprise it had its smile back on its face. I looked in the picture and saw it blinked at me, and it said wait, help I will. Come back when you can little one and see me later! Oh, yes, I exclaimed with a happy frame in my head, said I am to my self, I am addicted to want to be liked, and acceptance, it, is like a cheery pie to me! Be back I will said I, smiling happily. Will you still be here, asked I? You have my address, you have the seconds count, and the frame number, in the movie to find me! This is my address! Then I breathed in and then breathed out, got back my consciousness, and felt a good feeling about everything, and what I was about momentarily, whereabouts in my mind I should be. When I got back to my own reality, I slowly began to hear the fizzing whip of the big motors, of the big chopper carrying me. I could hear them clearer now, the powerful twirling big blades of the helicopter, yelling loudly, as they sliced cutting the air whizzing fizzing whip wap pa wap, vap vap pa, went the spinning sharp rotor blades, whipping hard the air above around and around! Then I knew, we were flying up hot fast, and away and breathed easy, knowing in my mind I would return another day! Happy in the knowledge this happy face thingy from fractal space, upon me shall bestow wisdom! I looked around this way, anxious to get back and with that, and unsurprisingly spotted the light of the blue light, was still chilling looking at me, while the light bulb on the right corner, was warming to my body and soul. The aggregating tension between the feelings of these lights conveys in the mind, excitement of being in space racing in place, without fear of time! Counter balancing this optical sensual perceived dynamic tension of lights, is the underlying tranquilly produced by hearing the soul soothing classical musicality softly playing in the background, as if saying to us air travelers on this helicopter ride, not to worry your on gods side!
[ Seconds into the scene at 0:09 ] We inflate, rotate to the left like on a roller coaster ride, don't but jump into the center deep up close and we realize all of the structure actors are really smiling happily at us. Hello, hello, we're are glad you are hear, they seemed to say, we glanced away, in doubt and but it seem it is true, they want to make us feel welcome, with their big smiley face grins! Wow, they appear to be enjoying the music as much as we do, its a happy time for us both. You who, guess whats, over head in front of us, we got a breathless perspective view, of the fog blue tying its shoe, look silly but right, this place is about ten miles long, or more seems about right, love we do the blue fog hazy white!
[ Seconds into the scene at 0:12 ] We quickly shift to the left canyon delight, and gosh, wow, look at this will you. In front of us, an actor structure, with a big smile on the front of his face, surprisingly, and one on the back of his head too. This guy, got to be one happy guy! He appears to be saying, Hi, y'all, nice to see you! The brite light continues to accompany us, and shines on the structures baring witness to their immense size, and myriad of self similarities on their surfaces, with-high relief round shaped nodes patterns, scribing circular crevices demarcating lines decorating them. To the left bottom of the picture frame, we see long lines of parallel runways running off, in the distance ending in a perspective that ends with a cliff. A big drop, A drop off to where? You don't want to know, one of the many floors below? Could be I hope? Hope this helicopter got gas!
Cause I don't got no parachute, didn't think I would need one?
The detail, we see on the floor plane is astounding, they are a perfectly clear testament, to the raw tenacity, of this Master Artist to capture patterns in 3d specs, even thought the choreography of camera is rotating around quickly, no distortion or blurs in the film, only clarity on the level of super perfection is observed.
[ Seconds into the scene at 0:20 ] We zoom around a corner to check out whats happening, two light bulbs checking us out as we peek down the long corridor leading to outer space ace, boy I am sure glad we are in this chopper, I'd sure hate to have to walk all of that!
From this vantage point, the perspective is utterly amazing! The colors of the fog make this scene absolutely fabulous and delightful to see!
   We see the lights got smaller, but still they're in unison compositionally, and speaking of them, it is a revelation, to see the mind to brain to formula dexterity, needed to conceive of, and place them in synchronized harmoniousness with the ebb and flow of the trajectory lines, of the lights palpitating restlessly, undulating in waves seemingly to have an auto consciousness about them, as if they too, are getting one heck of a good time going on this trip too, through all the palaces of the mighty gods of space, built for their eyes only! One must ponder, the class of mind this Master Artist, Magician Programmer, possesses, to be able to calibrate his brain frequencies, in harmony with the light trajectories frequencies. Actuating, an auto immersion consolidation, of two physicalites bonded in to one, ultilizing the 3D Mandelbulber application program, as a mere tool to accomplish, these mind over matter feats! It is truly astonishing, what Master Buddhi is perpetrating with the skill sets of a surgeon! He appears to give the light regional self determinism, using anthropomorphism in animating their cross constellative existence warranting, rightfully so, that their movements are so graceful that it's true, they too have a life of their own. Whether its true, they are anthropomorphic deities or not, we salute you! Bravo Master Buddhi, in this it is true in light trajectory controls through 4d space, no artist living or dead can do it better, congratulations!
[ Seconds into the scene at 0:29 ] Our ride got our mind fried, as in pure smoothaliciousness, in gracefulosity, we flow in the air and awestruck in wonderment at the artist camera skills, to achieve this! We flew in like sin, and find our selves in the outside looking in, checking out a plateau on the conner of a big multifaceted gold colored geomonstrosity, spit back out of eternity, and wow, by being inside the hive of fractalversities where rationality and this artists mans ability, to focused the brain to mind and mind to brain acuity, refute the tribes, who dare say it cannot be done. What we are doing? Well, to those outside the Fractal Forums, heres the living proof, that one of the Masters of the Twenty First Century is Master Buddhi, and is to be found live, and in living color, right here, on the fractal forum of emergent time continuums, where the cutting edge, is born, on the very cutting edge of new art ages, where the spanking new technologies do dwells! Questions, on how precise are his movements, of his light, and whether the movement has a definite beginning and end, and whether they are synchronized to his souls, and minds subsconcious feelings, whether the outside environment, mental and social states, affects the performance of his artistic skill fractal mentality, no one will ever know! The rumors run rampant, that there are those of the Fractal Forums, who live in parallel universes, a place apart mentally, from earths mentality! This movie shows to you another reality, within a reality of his reality!

[ Seconds into the scene at 0:53 ] We zoom around, boundless in rotation, dips and witness the collision of the two lights kissing, this a great picture, truly beautiful and romantic!
[ Seconds into the scene at 1:05 ] Astonishing imagery, long distant perspectives causing extraordinary confluence of events, in the deepness of the picture, as it relates to tapping into the long subconscious assets of the minds ability to see, ponder, and wonder about, is this the time to want to burst out of us, ourselves and to fly, free and deep into the perspective glories of this movies, other worldly realities!
[ Seconds into the scene at 2:11 ] Kissing on set is allowed in space, as the two tour guides go at wildly, despite us looking on, and the music plays on and on!
[ Seconds into the scene at 2:44 ] The camera got to give it props, it stops, gives us a tremendous perspective shot, showing the ceiling floor levels, and the absolutely stunning expanse of this fractal space, we see a crevice, a slice so nice, like it was gods device, dividing in half this fractal paradise! The balls of light hesitate. Blue on the left. Redish white on the right, in syncopation with the music ripe! Here you can see the similarity of the ground floor to the top floor, stop! And see for a second, way off on your right hand side, far off in the distance an anomaly of a floating structures, independently floating in the air, on their own in their own space, winking at you and saying, you ain't seen nothing yet!
[ Seconds into the scene at 2:54 ] What you see is the big [ v ] image structure, and We look now, its upper levels of the perimeter of this special space, top floor can't ask for more, as the music score plays on.
[ Seconds into the scene at 3:09 ] We enter the sub level, beveled next to the upper floor structurality, in the who knows what locality and we see an orange foundational mountain structurality, right there on the left side of the picture frame, Looking dignified but obsoletely ancient, as the two light bulb cross eyes staring back at us, as wondering whats up with us, if we can say, year, had a nice trip or what?
The camera, as always rotating smoothly, tuning around and around, this way and that, while our eyes glance up at the ceiling, high above our head. And the music wines down mystically.
[ Seconds into the scene at 3:14 ] The floor jumps, swish quick and pulls away, as if to say goodbye, come back again, another day, as the two happy go lucky big lights jump and bump, this way around that, up in front of our face, putting their big spot light on us! We cuss! On us, saying peek a boo I see you!
This image shows a dynamic structure zooming out toward the left of picture frame, the two lights aligned in the center are clearly focusing on us, HELLO, are we being asked to become one of them, dare we ? Are we brave enough ? And in the looming gigantic background composed of a huge orange toned geometrousity, surrounding all, making us believe we are in the center of an enormous temple, tall, enthralled to be so happy and so free on the outskirts eternity !
[ seconds into the scene at 3:28 ] The helicopter pilot pulls back the steering, using the cylic control to steer and change the angle of attack of the blades, on the left and right sides of the chopper, to go in reverse quick verse and we spiral up and fly away ,up, up, we go faster, the air zooming around as what once look big, now looks small, then looks tiny, Wow, oh wow . . . OOooooo. What an adrenaline rush to see this, OMG. Wow!
Finally we get farther and farther away, able to see finally the truth in its totality of the locality, is bared before our eyes, yes, to ponder, wonder, in the somberness of fractalized zone forming a humongous geomonstrousity, resembling a floating metropolis, resembling a giant hydro electrical plant, resembling a floating death camp, resembling a four sided structure, mega floored, mega dimensioned verticalized, horizontalized duality, squared like a floating big sin city, looking pretty, in another conscious place, saying to us, friend, why don't you stay, sure, you can stay, stay with us, stay don't, don't go, we, we have a special, a very nice, a very special luxury suite just for little old you, you can't leave! We listen, smile politely, but bolt for the door, as the helicopter zooms us away quickly, you can hear us saying, with a big old smile on our faces, see you later alligator! THE END

   Space sweet, let it come, let it go!

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What, The cinematic wonder movie director Master buddhi, aka Mr. Krzysztof Marczak, created, was more than what, any discerning competent movie guru could expect! The effort was an awesome fractal extravaganza, befitting the Fractal Forums Art of Award of Excellence, for the one of the best fractal films of the early Twenty-First Century! The surprises, of which are many in the film, tip toe in at first, then begin to run full throttle to the heights , reaching the stature of making the movie you made to belong in the Academy of The Royal Fractal Forums Gallery of Architectology! Congratulations and thank you sincerely

   Given to you the command to walk force inside the force in peace

   Master BUDDHI
   Thanks again!

Assessment : Architectural Fractologist :
Recommendation : O
Commendation : Space Techno Artistry pièce de résistance [ FRACTAL FORUM SPACE ART AWARD ]

Creator, ! Ecrof si ni ouy!

Opinions cheerfully expressed, whether in consensus or in disagreement, help understanding and collaboration with one another! Peace Be with you.


[ Ergo fractal may come to reside within it self, in comfortable self similarities of it self, unchallenged by time and thus fractalized eternally into similar self infinities indefinitely. ]

   The fractal forums the possibilities are infinite

to continue with tribute see it here > reply #71 >http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg45466/#msg45466

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Continuation tribute to the Master Tauruss66

« .as reference see Reply #30 on: January 11, 2012, 03:13:07 AM »

The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

Chapter Six

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I was a Digtaslsometbetrodic being, after all!
Who would of thunk it? Surely not you, surely not I. I scowled, abruptly, and didn’t think it would be hard to think, data acquisition, could cost me my existence, in a blink! Why? A job involuntarily done, for the reign of one, such as an meritorious programed observer as me.

It seemed like fun to think, press, a button, and sink, initiate disruption, the management of the life cycle now happening, sophisticatedly influences abound fractoly unholy, fractoly unholily, allowed, thus, given apprehensive feel, to the air of this planetoid split Earths aware, laid bare.

I a visitor here, to self denies I, this truth, foolish it would beware, inquisitive, investigated, status around abound with flair, as it should be officiated, but by whom these fractalized double gang games to us, that will soon arrive coming, a running? Soon across this marked world, and it's split personalities, eventually, both in all things real, and not, zeal here, let I be said, an ambitious move, out of the mouth of the dead, who if possible would concur before ditched, these un-sufferable destinies read.

Let it be said, said a timer automatic buried in my circuitry matrix machine, to me, warning me! To remember, the training I received, from my tutors benefactors, in all Patterns of Algorithms Geometrousities, and the dynamic rigors of a transmigrational, time traverse traveler, should come to, to a new world to only observe, but not to, let herself, himself, itself, get involved emotionally as an existential exercise. Turn off the emotion switch buttons, enterprise!

Still, for first timers, the success rate is a probability of forty-five percentiles, a shoddy numerical fate, date, but me, with all my certified acumen, to see, and to know what is coming, preside of mentality weakening me? How, how can this be? Neither I, nor the mind in me, can foresee this worlds algorithms affects best, vexed?

Its implications of the scourges of transmigrating are known these are, but nevertheless, to fabulously wind up in the midst of a phenomena, like a Earth planet geometrousity bifurcation, is almost virtually impossible, yet here I am, witnessing it in real time, and observing it passionately as an super event, at the same time, as a responsible recorder and traveler. I am keenly aware, here that I am lucky, but, at the same time, subsidiaries of pedagogical research, will benefit by my recordings of the evolving Earth, terminal reactionary manifestations complexities, and no doubt, will understand, this is indeed, a seed, a pristine opportunity, to see a planet and its inhabitants under extreme duress, not just because of the looming ducks entities, but also, beside the implications, that signifies, but the object of our time travel studies reveal, the Earthlings are in no way a flight risk. No way, no way!

Why?

One,
they have no possession of pertinent technology to thwart their future, lurking events that by determinism's fate, are coming.

Two,
they have no where else to flee to! Now for me, as an observer, I sense a change in me too, electromagnetic field disruptions grid spins, the replication of the dimension spins, may have affected me?

Certain? I am not. Worried should I be? Less I wind up down the slippery slope like this fool I see? He a rare bird indeed, fine specimen to track, aware on one level, yes, but the underlying issues, he's cracked, and hasn't a clue!
Look at hism, hism, pitiful, sitting catching bugs. Catching bugs, that's what his life he thinks, has come too!

The think in his head, that untrained inherited brain, is so interesting. I watch him now, as he smells, and there he goes laughing in stupors, of a twisted pernicious rhetorical dimensional rants, clothed in his smelly pants!

Talking to himself, he out loud laughs, "ha, ha ha,ha ha, ha,ha, ha, ha, ha, ha," then utters :

I, I, I wonder what time it do be boy? Shucks, by da look a things, it's getting darker, dark ker, ker, and the sun, my sun, is blocked by the other half, of the Earth hanging upside down, over my head, like a fool, he said to himself. With the look of a crazed man in utter bewilderment of his predicaments. As the prevailing essences of the presence of this new world fractal times, was happening, whipping his fragile mentality, and affecting all his malities.

[ DIGTASISOMETBETRODIC DRONE BEING ]

I listened to him rambling. He sat hunched over on a log, next to a small tiny, green, survivor frog, with burnt skin and warts, and with only one eye left, looked at him bereft too! The both of them looked nuts! Maybe the frog thought, he was food to be eaten, he had guts, or vise versa!
Nevertheless, they had to be hungry, one could surmise! He sat there, seemingly unaware that he was in the shade of the great big, giant ship stuck in the sand next to him.

He didn't bother his curiosity, to climb up into the big hull of that huge mass, to see, if there was people still alive or money to be had. He assumed every thing on Earth was practically dead! Strange thing right, what a demented fellow will do. What would you do, if demented too?
Still, not he be, satisfied with his plight, thinking he was the lone survivor in the night, and comforted himself, playing with his gold and bugs, singing like as if in a old southern chichi-poo church, some where out there. His voice sounded like a raspy drunk, with a slow gritty feel to it! He sang very slowly :

I stirs em up gently, with this here twig. I stirs em up gently, with this here twig. I stirs em gently, with this here twig, once, twice, thats nice, three times, four. Doesn't need no more, till I count to five, it's bubbling alive. Ha, ha, ha,ha, ha.
Then I flips open real fast this here, my container, with all the little buggers inside, then I took a bugger out. Then the bug looked at me! And I looked at the bugga. Then I spat into the hot frying pan. And I heard a sounds of a flip, zip, and a sizzle, hee, hee, hee, and as the smoke and steam rose. I slide the skinny looking thing, in, and let it fry, ha, ha, ha,ha ha hee, ha, haw,
he hee, haw, away, aha, aha, ha, ah ha, Am I crazy, or what? Wait a second, did, did you see that? Did you see that worm? I love worms. I am not sure, but in another life, in another life, I must ta been a bird! wha, . . what . .

What I got, when I come to think of it, is nothing, nothing!
Nothing at all! I got bags of gold! But don't mean shit! When I think, it's kind of hard. I, I, don't see my friends. I don't see anything, that'll give me hope. Nothing worth while to stay alive for! Maybe I should put, put a dam bullet in my blasted head, and, and just lay down dead!

Everybody, everybody else is dead, the world is dead, save for one or two stupid ass bugs, might as well join them! If I die, as a cowboy should, I dies, then I die as a good cowboy, or don't die at all! I can't, I can't, I don't know, I no, no, I just can't get myself to, to, to do it!

But to do it after all, the shit, that I just went through to survive this! Survive to, I did it to stay alive, now to come to suicide, don't make any Goddam, sense! Something I am kind of short of, ain't good. But no, naw, no way Jose! Better, that I rethink. Rethink that, anyway look, just look out at all this, this destruction. The world is gone in a hell basket. Me, shucks, crying like a stupid child, wild, well, give me the strength, got to, I got, to get it, from some place! Well, what the hell is a sucker like me, gone do? To do? Boo who, no crying I ain't gone do!

I remember when I busted out of lockup, years back. I had to get the hell out, had to! There was , oh, I don't know, several months back, I messed up, got caught, thought I could get away with, robbing the bank, by simply kidnapping the daughter of the president of the bank!

So, I being as slick as can be me, I caught the president's daughter of the bank, and demanded the man, bring money. Lots and lots of money honey, bring it to me nice and cool! Nice and sweet!

And hand it over, red rover, if he wanted to get his daughter back. If he wanted her alive!
Sounded like a good plan! Sounded like a Goddam good plan!
It was on a what? Oh year, a thursday afternoon, high noon, I recall!
I was dressed snappy, wearing my long lucky wind breaker coat happy! Had my favorite boots on too You hoo, I felt good, like a bad man should! Mama lou was in my back pocket. Had my shades, a smoke, and took a drag, as I walked, and had my wind breaker long coat, in it I had Tits, my rifle. Tits, was hidden in the long side of my lucky coat, so no body could tell she was right there!
It always brought me, me luck before, but not that day!
Nope!
I took her, the man's daughter, she called herself, Miss Sally May! And, I sent a carrier boy, by horse, to advise them, to give the ransom letter to her paw. But what seemed, like a good plan, when it comes to carrying it out, don't.

Don't always work out! The pretty bitch rich kid, had a knife. I don't know nothing bout it, till it was too late!

I didn't see it till she stuck it into me. In, in my wrist! Well, sir, I was shocked like mother [ Freaker ] I could not shoot.
I could not hold my rifle Tits, with my right hand! I could not think, I didn't believe what she had pulled! All I knew was I was bleeding, and some Goddam [ Freaking ] girl, she was gonna pay!

I took out my tits, and aimed at her head with my other good hand, pulled the trigger and smiled and put her down. Well, sir, this here cowboy, had, to, had to leave, leave town. And fast, I wrapped my arm up with strips of her white, of her white dress, I cut it up, to make a tourniquet, and that was it! Fixed my self up, best I could, and I ran, and ran away, stole a horse named moss, and wound up in this here Goddam valley till this day! And I knew I was a wanted cowpoke.

A wanted man, and ain't nothing that gets you creepy and fear up, than seeing a wanted poster up on the wall, with your own dam face on it, under the words in big, big white letters, saying, "Wanted, Dead Or Alive."
Every thing is quiet now, I got away! And ever since then, since they had a bounty on my head, I stayed out here! I went a little crazy, but I stayed! I stayed here, I thought, with time, I could escape.

I and I, I tried several times, but, buddy, each time, the Goddam bounty hunters, be on my raggedy ass, lickity split.
And they came after me, they came after me like nobodies business! The banker had bucks, truck loads! But, luck was on my side still, cause so far as having a good hideout was concerned.
No body knows, no body knows the hidden valley of," Cacata-cactus lands," like me! And thats, and that is why, I hunkered down here on the reservation, or whats left of it anyway! I got a number of ways to stay alive I got fire, fire so when it rains, when it rains in Spain. I can purify it and make crystal clear drinkable water, and I strains it out in my handkerchief! I don't know how to cook, but cook I do, my food, one way or another brother!

I cook snakes, birds, shoot anything alive and eat it, bugs too, when things are really bad! The fire gives up heat, provides me warmth, light and comfort, keeps the Goddam predators away, night and day!

They keep their distance, and if they can't understand they are not welcomed, I shoot them! Each and every person who ventures into the outdoors, should have a minimum of knowing how to get some grub, or to fish to put something in your dish, or shoot straight, and if it comes to that, than always shoot them in the heart!

At least, at least, before the world ended that's how I was. But ain't shit alive now. Nothing alive now a days!
Maybe a bug or two? He said to himself and looked sad, for a while, and then his face brightened up fast and the cowboy smiled and said :

I am a lucky sucker, for real! I found all this shit in my camp, buried and full of sand, but still good just like I left it.
I got two flashlights but the batteries are long dead. Luckily I found I had brought along just basics, to keep me together. Not just my coat, my guns, sword, Tits, and in my saddle bags, I found several bright color markers, flags, a mirror, whistles and my guitar!

All this shit, will help me, if I decide to stay alive. Distressed I've been, no jive, but with a little more luck, I'd, be OK!
Lucky some times I am, that is why I am still alive today! I, I guess?
I figured, better live out my days, a free dog, a wanted dog, doing what ever I wanted to do as a freeman, a free dog, than go back to thinking of shooting me, and become a dead dog!
Well sir, the more time passed, I felt much better, much better now.

And broke into a happy cowboy song, singing :

" Yip pee eye a ah yo ooo!" " Yip pee eye a ah yo ooo!"
What's good for sucker, that ain't got no mother, to take care o him? A girl friends kiss at Mid night! A girl friends kiss at Mid night! " OH, Yip pee eye a ah yo!" " Yip pee eye a ah yo, Yip pee eye a. Yip pee eye a, OH, Yip pee eye a ah ooooooo !"

Now, ha, ha, ha,ha, he laughed going crazy, ain't so bad, compared to these little bugs, I got. They're survivors too!
I have fun with them. I catch em, and put them in my urine bottle, and I named them, Nicky, Bicky, Little Rex, and Patricia! I think it's funny!

Ironic, isn't it? I, me, the big sneaky dog, that I be, robbing this here gold bars, to make my self rich, only to wind up out here abandoned and alone, in a ditch! Tell me, that ain't that a bitch! Sad, almost dead, picking boogers out my nose, picking up little buggers off the ground, to play with.

Bashing in their head! Gosh!

Dam, I don't like to think, think about, think about it! I have fallen so, so, so Goddam far! But no turning back, now! No one gives shit about me. And no one alive! No jive!

I take the bugs I caught, and toss em, in the hot frying pan!

I be drowning them, in my melted gold soup, in this big ass frying pan! See it's kind of wild to see them, um, um er, first, they first, when they get in, they swell up, and dey pop, their eyes swell, pop, then they go snap bapple, crackle and pop, hammer dammer, tis fun, ta see, oh, Lordy me, Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,ha, ha! Well, talking to myself, ain't no fun! Am I crazy or what? Don't answer that!

I catch them, and that was one surprised little bigger bugger. Ha, ha, ah, ha. I toss them in and waits to hear the little buggers scream! Ha, ha, ha!

But, anyhow there was this freaking sucker, that didn't want to scream! This one, this dude! I didn't hear a pip out o him! Nothing! Nothing from him at all. The frying pan was full to the brim, and hotter than cat in heat, looking for some meat! The pot was turning steamy yellow, steaming up little bubbles, in my melted gold soup, and I kept stirring the pot, with a twig, around and around. Watching all the buggers swim in it, before they drown! Man, it smelled good, I really do know how to cook! The soupy gold in the pot, was perkling, just perkling gently!

And sir, all I hears, was a little popping thats all. As the quiet bugger, that didn't want to say anything, sank down to the bottom. I can tell you this much, . . the last thing the sucker saw was me!

Bye, bye bugga! Bye bye, heh, ha, ha, ha!

I turned my head, looked up at the giant boat next to me, reaching for the sky and wondered for moment where on earth was I?

The sight of the Earth, floating above my head, and everything all crazy like, people all dead, only made me feel bad, sad, mad, shit! So, instead, I got back to what concerns me, hell with world. If the world had any sense it would still be here! I am! Anyway, . . . I looked around for more buggers, yes, more bugs, more buggas! I am crazy! But there ain't nobody around, so who cares? I don't

Ha, aha,aha,aha ha! As I looked on the ground, I could see more bugs, and I looked up in the sky, and it was getting dark outside. Now, with the upper Earth blocking out the rays of the setting sun.

It seemed to grow darker faster! Twilight is the time I always liked best!

Soon as the sunsets, behind the hills, them little critters, them nocturnal, little buggers, done gone crawling out.

They moe zzy, out from under the rocks, real, real slowly like. they move their antennas around to the left, then to right, sniffing! Peek around to see whassup!
I tries to stay quiet like.
I like sitting down here, watching, them, with my legs crossed, and waiting for the little critters, to get the courage to come out.
Oh, ha, ha, ha, ha. The little critters, would come crawling out seeking the cool night air, and a chance to stretch their legs, Ha, ha, aha, They be fixing to hunt for their dinner, and me, well, I am fixing to hunt for them, they don't taste so bad!
Oh shit I am lying!. Ha, ha, ha, ha, oh, ha, ha! ha!

Oh boy, this is, heh heh ha, ha, I am having so much fun! Shucks, I needs, another drink!

Lets see, let me see here, well sir, I know I got a bottle in my saddle bag somewhere, why not celebrate this end of the world and drink to the world that'll come! Ha, ha, ha, oh boy, this is, this is so, this is so much crazy fun!

Too much, ha, ha! Well, sir, I, know I got a bottle in my saddle bag. Why, not celebrate this, ha, ha, ha!
Well, sir, I remember knocking my self out drinking, and drinking, and to top it off like dessert, I lit up a joint, strong shit!

Well sir, I fell over, and felt dizzy. So, I got up, and I moved myself back, back a little, back a little ways from the roaring fire, from the campfire, and pulled out my coat, rolled it up into pillow ball shape, and laid my weary old head down, closed my two dead tired, red eyes, and fell fast asleep!

But lord knows, my mind was going spinning around and around.

And I, I began to see things, things a cowboy, never did, did see!

I dreamt, a decagon thing big, like a tree, covered with hair and shaped like a big long grayish white haired monkey man, with no neck was running, and it was a huge, maybe fifteen feet wide, with long arms looking like nasty ass ape! The way this picture was unfolding appears chaotic and uncertain, and full of things I never seen in my life before! The creature was down right scary, terrible looking, and amazingly strong, too! Boy ran fast! OH my God! He went from here to there in no time! He went into a neighbors yard, the dog ran after him, and he turned around and picked up the dog and dropped him in his big mouth, and was chewing on him like he was a candy bar! Dog stopped barking, you can believe that!

As the sucker ran, its shadow was trailing it in the distance, cause I could tell it clearly, by the long, long shadows, the setting sun was casting on the ground, all horizontal like. And suddenly, its higher-dimensional counterpart, came alive as some sort of continuous stretching and bending of the shadow, into a new shape that looked just like him, and the shadow, rose up off the ground.

And rose up to its feet, all black and hairy like, just the same size as him, and ran after him, and roared, like all thunder, in a deep awful horrendous sounding voice, scary enough to wake a dead man and make him stand up, It yelled : "†† DUCK††, duck!" whf!

Then suddenly, the first thing, the first monster did was to swirl around quick, and confront its shadow!

So, it turned around, and appeared shocked to see it!

Seeing the other thing, it got raw hide angry, and the two things began to roar out, saying, Noohnh it, ahhhh immm noooor!

Then the other one said, Houma ximva rick, aahhhriiuommm rosiammmaoh!

And then, and then the creatures, who must of been, OMG, OH my God, ten, or twenty feet high, took a fighting stance and then began to fight each other, each with such brutal fierceness, and bloodthirstiness and ruthless ferocity. Boys were eating each other up, while they were standing up!

One guy, grabbed the other guys nose, and ripped it clean off his face! Ouch! I thought, that must of hurt! Suddenly, he hit the guy in the chest, fast, five times, and knocked him down. And then, the other guy, got back up, running and opened its mouth and pushed the guy back, and bit into the other guys chest, ripped out its heart, and ate it right in front of him!
He was growling and roaring, and screaming bloody murder! You know what I mean, boy was hurting.
He got pissed off, and that's when they really got into it, ripping and tugging, pulling each other hair, biting to kill, as the green blood spills, splashing in to puddles on the floor, along entrails and wiggly guts galore!
Messy? Lordy me! tell me about it! Was something to see! Glad it ain't me!

The other one, upped, and grabbed the long hair of the other one, who had his mouth that opened up side ways, mind you, with a full set of big ass, sharks white teeth in it!

And he pitched forth to bite, the head of the shadow one, and ripped it half off!

But, the shadow dude ducked, he didn't want to get
[ Freaking messed ] anymore, and yelled out loud in a roar that must of reverberated, up to the moon and stars and the universe it self," ††Duck††,"

And reached down, and picked up a boulder the size of a [ Freaking ] truck, and bashed the thing in the mouth splitting it open!

Mountains of mush and blood, all greenish red came poring out splashing up in the air in big dribbles and rolling down his body as he screamed out in pain.

Then, the powerful blow, looked like one eyeballs just up and fell out.

The shadow hit him in his head, didn't stop hitting it and again with bullet speed, several times bashing, bashing hitting crunching it into the skull till the mighty beast fell back down to its knees, staggering!

The the shadow grabbed it with one hand, and jabbed the stone in to its eye splitting its head open!

The mighty beast, roared.

I tell you, oh, my god, I never seen anything like this before!

I could not, I couldn't believe it it so real. I couldn't believe it. Then the thing fell down covered in blood, and then it roared, a loud, roar, sohiooooahhh, it was so loud, it shocked the air and me! And then, and then, the shadow thing barbed up and down like a vicious clown out for blood, and grabbed up another bigger boulder, and raised it in the air and pummeled it onto him with a big bang, boom crunch! And, lo and behold, it yelled as the mighty rock crushed him to death," ††duck.††"

And I tell you boy, if I hadn't of seen this, I would never of believed it, just up and split and became two things, two decagons only beefier, now, they got back up to their feets, and chased the black shadowy thing away, and ran, and then everything went black, and as it did, I heard in the pitched, darkness something yell out : " †† D U C K ††"

Now, shucks duck, mighty strange! Mighty strange in deed! Well, I didn't understand that at all.

Only ducks I know is the ducks I shoot to eat, why, I heard it, I heard clearly, ducks, I heard it, I heard heard why, well, in the heat of a dream in the craziness of dream, well what, I heard it, what did, what I, goddam strange ass dream, that was boy!

I tell you, must be, mind mind, must be, my mind going nuts, nut! Well, I opened my big mouth and yawned a bit! Seems, I am still tired, I yawned some more! But dam it, would be mighty, mighty hard for man to fall back to sleep, after that creepy dam dream, I thought to myself.

I heard, well, after while, I got my thoughts together. And I figured best, best to forget about it, those things, what ever I saw, must because of the shock of the planet going so nuts and all, that upset my poor brain, make me see and dream crazy stuff, making dream insane stuff, either that or I really am getting insaner.

It's so hard for me to tell, cause I ain't got nobody! I, is all alone, might well be dead I guess, wait I don't want to think about that, like that.

I promise, myself, well anyway I am just goner true, stay away about thinking like that. I want to live, shit! Anyways, I just gone to close my eyes back, and get some more shut eye, I said to my self, but then I, I, looked at the fire and it was just about was on its last. Only a few branches smoldering, so I guess, I don't want it to go out.

I'd feel better it was burning. I dam better get up, and, and scuffle around, and find some goddam wood. I gotta put some more fire wood on the damn thing! I had slipped in and out of my stupor and mind you, that scary dream was so powerful, I had a hard time getting it out of my mind.

Anyways, I said to my self, as I scurried around, walking away from the campsite, hunting for wood, I noticed a water hole not to far away. And, I looked up. rose my eyes straight up, and saw the earth was black in the sky directly over me! And as I looked sideways between the two earths, I could see stars. I could not tell, if the moon was out, cause the Earth was blocking the moon! I don't know, but as I walked away, I had breathed some fresh morning air in my lungs, and, and boy tell you, it, it sure enough helped clear up my poor head, no more the them brain fogs and brain freezes, seemed to have uppted, and gone away.

Wow, the air smelled good, possibly them chemical, them good chemicals fumes leaking out, leaking out from the centers of the two earths! Hmmm boy! Yep! Must be, must be something new, something new, in this here new two earths air, I guess?
   And I started. I started to think, to think a little more clearly. And I looked around at every thing, and then I thought, I heard a sound. A sound like something crying. Crying? Something like a cat. The sound was being carried by the breezes, that had suddenly started to blow from the back, where the morning light was coming. Some where I don't know. The Silhouette of the perimeter edge of the floating earth above, was kind of blocking the view of the sun rising, so it was strange looking, a light pale fogyish blue with just tint hint of yellow.

Early morning, and shit, I never seen this before one earth up and one earth I am walking on. I must say, since all this was new, this'll be the first time the sun every rose up on the halves of the earths before. I didn't know what to think, then I heard it again. A cat, or a something crying that sounded like a cat, but this was the strangest goddam cat sound I ever did hear. It sound like, well, like it was dead and was calling to someone, shit, I hope it ain't me. I just couldn't handle it. I been through so goddam much.
   And, I just could not, I just don't think I can handle any more shit. Anyway I walked away from the site a good ways, and I and something told me to turn around. I looked back and it was then, I realized, where I had been. I had been sitting and sleeping right up next to that boat, and it was one goddam big ass ship, too. I said dam, big!

Boy, I don't want to think about it, but maybe, somebody , maybe somebody might be, not alive but, maybe I could search and fine some of the dead folks belongings! After all, they ain't gone be needing stuff! Fuel, some new rags, perhaps grubs, food, can stuff, wine then clothes who knows, I will be ornery enough to use dead folks clothes if got to be cleaner, cause, I know I must be smelling like tim buck too! And surely, surely they got be some bottle of liquor too. Well, I don't got no flashlight, cause my batteries are dead, but when morning comes, this cowboy going exploring!

The winds was refreshing, in the early dawn, but ever so often, once in a while a faint, barely audible sound blew in sounding like, "meowwwwwwwwwwwddddddddddddduck!"


Hi, Madcow sammy, here! Well stay tuned, they are coming for him, the guys in the white coats, and as for me Madcow Sammy, I am going boy, as fast as I can! This stuff is getting much too, heavy for my stupid brain, I just might have to consult with Toni! I gotta go, I got another tweet bye, bye, adios, adieu, abschied, 告別 ,告别 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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BIG REX

Chapter Seven

Good evening, again friends and another good Fractal welcome, back to you all! The great ages, full of fractal sages warns one to be courageous! As you about to enter chapter seven! The fractal door creaks opens ever so slowly once more! Look yes you look!

Gaze into eternity, invisible and alone, gaze in to eternity and see, stories to frighten and make you sigh, stories to make you ask the questions why? Stories of hate, stories that make you want to debate the reason and where with all of your fate! Stories that search, quests that dare to inquirer into your private hidden puddles of desire. Mysterious Fractals galore, sure! But warning! It's going to get a little scary from now on! Better, better hold on!

"BIG REX"

Well, sir, I didn't get much sleep, tell you the gosh darn'th truth, I couldn't. Too, many, to much crap gone down for me to sleep. I closed my eyes, my eyes all-right, but that, was about all!
But, it was hard to sleep! Anyways, the morning came! And to my surprise, I thought I heard a bird! Shucks, A bird? Wow, I thought all the birds had kicked the bucket! But now to hear one, that was a good sign!

Usually in the morning, I hears roosters, chickens, and after a while, lots a birds waking up with the day, but not, not anymore, not today. Nope, must be all dead, all except for one. I opened my eyes and looked for it, cause, it sounded close by, but I didn't see nothing!
No bird?
And the, the funny thing, was it sounded like a duck, What, wtf, would a duck be doing in these here parts alive? I got up, yawned, stretched my arms out, stretched a bit, and looked around, and dam, it's so hard to see the sky with half of it blocked by this here, enormous Earth hanging, floating orbiting up above my head. Realizing that for long as I live, this is the way it is gone be, was kick in the head for me, tell you that much! Yep, well, didn't have to do much to get ready for my expedition into the ship, I took my basics, tits, my sword, some rope, my knife and my hat and that was about that.

I took tits, my shot gun, cause you don't know what you don't know? And I grabbed my shoulder bag, and picked up my, my sword, stucked in the scabbard and I thought I, I usually don't touch it. I just leave it laying in the scabbard, but, today is a new day. So, I grabbed it, onto the belts locket, and let it hang at my side, just in case! I don't have a clue, if it is my last day, on these here Earths, but I know, I have changed somehow for the better, and I got to search, and see if its true, am the last fool alive on the Earths? Goddam, I hope not, well, lets see, I said to my self and I walked toward the ship. It was a big cruise ship. Some of these critters are ships that will measure 220,000 tons and carry a whopping 4,000 passengers, or more, onboard and run a world-class operation, but when the world ends so does the operation!

The letters on the side, were painted in big red maroon block letters, and was the size of an airplane. The base color of the hull was painted white. The bottom was black and the railings were shiny gold. And everything on the boat was cold and dead, so I, I didn't have much hope. Fumes had poured out of her, so the only way anybody could have survived, was unless they were lucky enough to be in some kind of air-bubble or air-pocket locked in a room somewhere!

Anyways, it was one of those rich folks cruise liners, mostly old folk, in their seventies retired, and the like, and like I said, this sucker, at least a minimum, was seventy five percent or more buried in the ground! Only a little bit of it, was sticking up out of the sand! So it was easy for me to throw up a rope up, and, and grab hold of any one of the set of straps, that were dangling down from the sides of it, and climb up the starboard quarter of the stern of the boat. And, and er um, shimmy my way, my way on to the aft deck of the, the ship, which was by the way, practically standing vertically. Yep, vertical like, now!

Perhaps this is the way it was supposed to end.

Perhaps this is the way it was supposed to end.
I'am coming Sally.
I'am coming Sally ha, ha, ah, . . . . won't be worth it. Bugs don't got to be scared. I had poor eyes sight and couldn't see them too good, from up here.
Then, I don't, don't know, I was way up top on the very top of the ship,
and, I was so high in the air, on the very top back of the ship, I held on to the railings, so I not would fall down to my death! And I couldn't resist taking a second, and not looking at the new Earths scenery! The dam views, were down right super amazing boy! I could see, I say I could see for the first time, hundreds, and hundreds of miles in every direction! Every which way! Wow, wow, Oh hell wow, I exclaimed enthusiastically, as I look over and over saw, the workings of God! Wow, my God, I said shocked, as I looked around, and saw the impossible! I took a deep breath, breathed in , breathed out, saw what my new world was about, and baby, sucker was beautiful! I saw a totally new perspective of where I was, and what this here new world of mine was, and where in tar, newtons, I was located on it. I was on a hill, in the hill, this ship was stuck into the Earth, all the way down except for the back where I was standing and holding on to! And around me, I looked out at the scenery, and goddam it! It was, was awesome! To my back, I saw in the distance, there was what? Another, another ship, too, wow! This one, was one of those big babies too! It was breath taking to see the thing so big, looked like a big jumbo building all shiny and brite, sitting on its stomach! It's, the kind that carries supplies, a supply ship, sitting out here in the desert! I think, if I recall, from my younger days, when I rode the seas too! It's called a reefer. Yep, not the kind I smoke! No sir, the kind that that brings food to folks. One of these days, I goner visit her, maybe sooner than later, if she got food?

Who knows! And, I swear, it looked like it was in plenty good condition too boy! Only thing, it was out of the water, and just sitting on the sand like a bad sand man ha, ha, ha! Like as if, like it was a toy from mother nature, she had, had just picked it up, and placed it down there for fun. Man! What a site! Wow baby! It was unreal! But, there, there it was, a giant ship sitting on the sand! And not far from this ship either, maybe a days walk, if I am lucky! And it was beautiful too, modern and sleek, and funny thing, the sky was blue, behind her too!

And the ship was painted the color of white with a big pale blue stripe painted across her hull! And right above it, floating in the air, in-between the upper earth and the lower earth, were the prettiest cloud formations you ever did see, lordy me! Boy, tell yall, it was just a drifting over it real spooky like.

And the light, was bouncing around, being reflected here and there, real eerie like and all. But, easy on the eyes, didn't have to squint no more! Tell you that much! No brite sunlight beaming down. It was no longer, steaming hot like before! It was cool, unreally cool, but cool! Didn't know I like cool, cause I didn't have much cool! Well, that was one good benefit, I thought to myself! I looked to my front and I saw what looked like the grand canyon of these old, United States, but triple the size! And that was scary, I tried to see, but could not see, for the life of me, the bottom? Did it go in to the center of the earth? Was there a bottom? And where the hell was the oceans, but way out on my left, to the East where the sun seemed to be rising up from. They looked awesome, I could only make out, the pale blueish white mist of them in the foggy distance, but it looked mighty pretty, pretty indeed! Yep! I don't know why but a coolness brought in on the waves of the breezes made me sneeze. I haven't sneezed in a long time! And don't got no allergies, so it was puzzling to me to all of sudden sneeze, but thats what I did, I sneezed. But I did! Something about this new Earth air, boy was affecting this rebel! I don't know what it was, but something, something about it, was affecting me! So, anyways, as I looked to my right, I looked and saw mountains, that seemed to reach up high and I swear, I couldn't be sure but, but, they seem to be roots the size of, of a country sticking up almost touching with the upper Earths surface!

And there where sections of the upper Earth, that were dangling down roots too, kind of forming a kind of web tree like network, difficult to understand. If you were to dare climb up it, you would be obliging yourself to go into the, the future Earth, or the past? It most likely would, probably would require somebody brave and daring to find out, just as long as it, ain't me! I might be crazy but, I ain't that crazy! I got enough troubles boy, believe you that! Its Like if, you can climb up, and what ever could climb down! As if the lower Earth was separated but close enough, so one could climb up on to each other and be connected? Wow, this was exciting stuff! But, my task this morning was to checkout this here ship. Keep it simple stupid, thats all! And get some stuff, for myself, like tools, clothes, foods, money, money honey and any other goodies, this here cowboy can find to keep his behind alive! I just don't know, but I fear for the worse, I thought to my self, as I got down to the serious business of climbing on down inside this big ship.

I'am coming Sally.
I'am coming Sally ha, ha, ah, . . . .

I took a deep breath, and like I said. I saw the aft deck had some compartments for the large water jugs, and I found one and pried it open and tasted it. it was warm but it was clean water, fresh water, something I hadn't seen in a long, long time,
I poured some all over my self as I held onto the rope. it felt chilly, refreshing, so good oh boy, it felt good, I hadn't bathed in god knows how long.

   First, thing I thought I was, was gone need some light! Can't hold a torch or anything while climbing, so I looked in one of the compartments marked,' employees only.' and broke the lock, by prying it open. And there was a couple life jackets, and around six florescent orange body vests for emergencies, an axe, ship maps, and rapped in one of the clothes bins, I found three, flashlight lanterns. I clicked it on, sure enough, its battery was good, well, sir, no lie. That made me a happy man. Let me tell you. I was happy, about that. It made things a whole lot brighter ha, ha, ha. Yep, and so I went, holding onto the ropes.

As Big Rex, started to go deeper in the boat, he said, It was dangerous inside, it was dangerous down there, with all the chunks of metal, and glass, and wires dangling down from the ceiling, sharp pieces of metal ripped up, and just sticking out, all over, the place. Man o man, . . . I, I, . . .
If I was to get down below, passed the different decks of the ship, I needed a rope, of some kind.
I saw just what I needed. Cables lines, . . . cables lines in the ceiling! a h ha,
I took out my knife, and went toward the white, CCTV, cameras cables, that lined the roof's ceilings of the ship, and cut it and used that for a rope.
I was hungry. I could use a worm, right now, I eat anything.
Worms are good to catch fish!
Here fishy, fishy, fishy, here fishy fishy,fishy. Here fishy fishy, ha, ha, ha! Here fishy fishy, I said, there got to be one fishy down here. ha, ha, ha ha, .

I'am coming Sally.
I'am coming Sally ha, ha, ah, . . . .
You hear me Sally, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
Sally is my three legged horse, said BR. BR, was going to a dark place, in his mind.
A place that he kept secret all the time.
See, he once had a horse, a three legged, a three legged horse, that he loved very much.

But Sally, that horse, had fallen madly in love with a tiny turtle! They had a complex affair.
You down there Sally?
You down there, . . . Sally? I coming sally.
Don't worry Sally.
Don't worry Sally.
You'll get over the trauma.
You'll get over the trauma. Your leg will grow back one day!

Truth was, things below deck as I went down didn't look good.
Wow, talk about destruction! Geepers creepers, man alive, talk bout dead! No jive, Folks, dead,

OH My God!
All over the place, on the floors. I had to step over them. And sometimes, there was so many, I just walked on them, and it, and it made a funny squishing sound when you walked on them too!
You make sounds when you walking on dead people, you know, bodies, and all!

Yep, tell you like it is, they were deader than a door nail in the head!

This place you could see, you could see it, it was once, it was once, a beautiful place, like a, like a, like a, palace, or something. With fine rugs, nice statues of peoples, and er and er, and all, nice, fine er, er, furniture, lots of them. Marbles stair cases, and all types goodies, amenities galore, were all over this fancy ship!

But boy, ha, ha, he he, it was trashed, bashed and ripped apart, and filthy now! He laughed ha, ha, a ha, . .

Now as, now, as I lowered myself down, that's when I, seemed, to smell something? He Sniffed, sniff! Sniff, sniff?
Well, I don't know, I thought, well sir, I thought, to my self, Wait! Just wait, a gottin pickin minute here. Hold on! I know, . . . I know, I know what that is?

It was the chemicals that were still smoldering from the fires in the walls of this here boat, this here ravaged place of the dead, but then, but then, sniff, sniff, Hmmnnn? I don't know, me, I thought, me smelled dog meat cooking, frying up! Sucker, smelled good too! I know dog meat cooking and frying up, when I smells it, cause some time back, out in the prairie, when I didn't have nothing else to eat, I caught a dog and ate the sucker. The Oder, the special whiff, informal doggy funk, sniff, sniff, was a pleasing fresh roasted smell, got me hungry, was coming from deep down in the ship! So, I held on the rope, as I lowered my self and kept looking around, didn't see nothing alive, but then I stumbled upon this tool box and managed to open it up, and it had lots of fancy tools I could use, and to my surprise, there was a small generator too! So I figured why don't I take the time to get this stuff out first, to hell with that Oder, its probably my imagination. Anyways, and this was real!

So I struggle and got this shit up deck, and down to my campsite, so for the next hour I pulled this thing open and looked through it. It was a treasure trove of tools I could use, all right, no doubt about it! And the generator, boy, that sucker worked too! This put a smile on my face! Wow, this was hot news, good news! Then I thought, there must be modern guns in the captains quarters maybe, I should try again, see what else this gangster cowboy can find!

  Now, I, I got back down into the ship and again. There was a lot of different Odors, stenches, weird ass fragrances and still, and still goddam it, lingering to my suspicion, was the whiff of frying dog! Sticking out in my nostrils, distinguishing it from all the, aloof different smells. Rotting people, rotten smells of wet rugs, smells of spoiled foods but then, so I know it, and I knew I was crazy but not mad, but I am glad, and up and tried to follow the scent, and after while, about two or three decks below the floors, I think I found where the goddam smell was coming from. I was very quiet. Shhhhhe!

I, smelled dog meat cooking. Ha, ha, ha, Dog meat cooking, . . . frying up!
The sucker, smelled good too!
I know dog meat cooking and frying up, when I smells it, ha, ah, ha.
  Cause, a long time ago, some time back, when I was out, in to the high lands, and I didn't have nothing, nothing to put in my tummy,. I caught me a dog, and I caught that dog, ha, ha, ha, ha, . .

And I pulled out Mama Lou my knife, an gave it hair cut, and fried that sucker up, myself, and ate the sucker, ha, ha, ha, . . . laughed BR, smiling, as he remembered the incident well!
If someone was cooking, I wanted to see for myself. Well, sir, sniff, sniff, sniff. I followed the Oder! I finally lower myself all the way down to the bottom of the ship.

Place had lots rooms. It was big, place was big, and it was dark, dark down there!

But, I was lucky,
I was so lucky, I had found a small ship, lantern, before, that had a battery, . . . one of those really old lanterns that had a battery and it worked just fine, and I was able to have some light!
I could tell by the whiff of the smell, floating in the air, down there, that the room over there, to the left, to the left of me, which had some tiny holes, punctured in its walls, was where the smell was leaking out!

So, I sneaked up, and tipped toed, and put my eyes up to a hole in the wall, and looked in. And lo and behold, there was somebody inside, ha, ha, ha, and he was not dead, he was alive! I saw a dude, a dude in a dark room, no lights, no nothing!

We'l well, . . . To give him lights, he had, he was using these tiny, little birthday cake candles lights, you know, . . . little red, orange and blue candles! That's he had!
That's what he had! that's the type of candles he had! That's what he had!

And he had them, all over the place, to give him light.
   By his general appearance, BR, looked at him and thought, holy mackerel, a real live dude, ha, ha, ha, . . . He's is alive, I saw so many dead people, it's good to see one, that's alive for real, and if I am not mistaken he looked like a Dude, Fish, to me, ha, ha, ha, he said, looking at the man for a while! Looks like he'd been eating his dead dog, . . . to stay alive, said BR. The heavy metal, door to the room, where the man was, was jammed tight. He'd been sawing away at a big thick metal pipe, that apparently was forced upward, by the explosions, when the earth split apart, when it was tossing the boat around,
and it came up through the floor and jammed into the door, blocking it solid, so he could not get out of his room. So, he, he, he could not escape!

I was checking him out, and I saw he was trying to saw off that pipe, so he could get out. He was trying to get out! He sawing it with a tiny ten inch metal file! I guess that's all he had. And the dude, was filing it down with the edge of the file! Filing it and Sawing it.
Sawing it off, little by little, hour by hour, trying to get himself free, out of that room, that he was trapped in good. By the looks of it, using that little file, it would take him a while, a good while! A long, long time, ha, ha, ha heh, heh, perhaps a month, two, three! Ha, ha, ha, . . .

If he lived that long, without food, you see!

I guess he done ate the dog, to give himself some , give some, some nutriments, so he'd could hold up! Anyways, said the mad man, peeking through a hole in the wall,

I sees, the little fishy, but the little fishy, didn't know the worm was a looking, but I was! I wanted to laugh, thought BR, to himself, but he didn't want to scare the fish!

When you scare a fish, they swim away, ain't that a bitch, he thought to himself! BR, watched the man and saw, he saw that he stopped, trying to saw the pipe, and took a little break, a little rest, and sat down on the floor. It was obvious by the look on his face, the man was sad, sad, man! The man was depressed, and the burden, of knowing he doomed, left him with a heavy heart.

And, so, surrendering to the boredom, he leaned his back against the wall, and closed his eyes! It looked like he just wanted to, . . . die!
It looked like he just wanted this to all end, and you couldn't blame him!

Then after while, a little later, he raised his hand up, and scratched his nose, and picked some boogers out of his nose. He let his head dangle forward onto his chest, and just rested that way, for awhile.
He look like he was trying to, trying to sleep! BR, meanwhile poked his eye to the hole in the wall, and looked all around at things in the room. And saw on the other side of the room, And saw on the other side of the room he had, a small microwave oven, with firewood he put inside of it. Seemed he had, he had broken up a wooden chair, and use it, to fuel the fire, cause, there was no electricity to cook with. Cause, there was no electricity to cook with.
No light, in the boat! So he had to put some wood inside the microwave oven, and lit a little fire, and placed his pet dog on a stick, and cooked it!

BR, was checking everything out, and said to himself, that fishy, was one hungry fish, and fried that sucker up! Ha, ha, ha, That's how he had it set up, oven-wise!
BR said, smiling as he watched the man, who suddenly, shook his his head, and open his eyes, and woke back up! He raised himself up, and sat in chair next the table. And BR, said :

I saw the guy, said BR, I saw him, I saw the dude, waved away the flies, and on his left side, on a table, he had a bottle of Ketchup, and a jar of Skippy creamy peanut butter, and a jar of Goulden's Spicy Brown Mustard! So, I watched him, as he dipped the knife in each, and spread it on a chunk of meat, that he had ripped off the dog, and stuffed it in his mouth, and chewed it up, like a hungry pup! Hee hee ha, ha, ha, . . .

No doubt about it, The boy was hungry, and was eaten up some more dog! He was gnawing on a bone,
The boy, liked the Bones, particularly, particularly the yolk-like marrow inside, which are, which are, rich in nutrients.
I saw him, sucking on the sucker! ha, ha, ha, I saw him, sucking on the sucker! laughed BR!

That means only one thing, that dog, must of tasted mighty good, thought BR to himself, as he watched, curiously and smiling. You can tell when somebody likes what they eating! You can tell, you an just tell, he was enjoying that meat!

Apparently it tasted good too! Cause the dirty dude, smiled, and licked his fingers, too! But after while, the man, he looked sad, cried a bit, knowing his situation, and all, and coming to the realization and all, it was looking kind of hopeless, for the boy.
So, he was crying a little bit, an er, so he wipe his eyes, he wiped away some tears, and ate some more dog, to make him self happy again!
Then, he took a deep breath, got up, and he pissed in a bottle!
Then, he grabbed some hand towels, and he got down on all fours and there from outside, under his door, came a puddle of water, seeping into the room, it was seepage into room, onto the floor of his room. And the boy, he be thirsty.
he was mighty thirsty. So, he'd mopped it up in a paper hand towel, and take it, and squeeze out, squeeze out the water in the paper hand towel, squeeze it out into his mouth, and drank it up to keep alive!

I don't know, I don't bout this guy, I don't know whether this guy, if this was a good guy or a bad guy, BR, thought to himself, but he didn't want him to hear, him, so kept his breathing real low, and decided to use his ability as a ventriloquist and play a trick on the man.
He spied on him real quiet like a mouse, and then he suddenly made his voice come out of the dog, barking, in the microwave and it sounded like this, Bow wow, bow wow! Rouf bow ow!

BR, pretended the dog was barking, and it sounded like a real dog, and when the guy heard that,
it scared the hell out of the poor man, who jumped up, with his eyes wide open, and his mouth ajar, and spun around looking at the dog in the microwave! He was shocked, to hear the dog bark, and his face turned red, and he was trembling, as he stumbled, awkwardly falling backwards, and exclaimed loudly," OH MY God!" the dog, . . . is barking! the dog, . . . is barking!

The dog barked again Bow wow, bow bow wow, barked the dog!
I had to hold back my laughter, it was so funny, thought BR, to himself, enjoying every second of his mischievousness, and he wanted to get inside to get something too eat too. So, he tip toed around to the front of the door and he took his shotgun, and pulled the trigger, and blew open the door.
Boom, Ka Boom! Boom, Ka Boom!
The shotgun let out a loud blast!

The poor, Dudy fuddy dude, done fell back as the pipe and door fell back on him with plenty of force, shocked and trembling, struggling to get to his feet dazed, he looked at me all crazy like, and then, I , I walked slowly into the room, holding the shot gun in one hand, aiming it toward his mouth! And, yelled slowly and real angrily at him, in a deep voice," Hey, hey you, year you, bumble bugger bitch, Whats your name, bumble bugger bitch?"

[ 2 ]

Listen up, shut up!
There is time, and the time,
And the time, is in your hands to die.
What you do in the next words, thats out of your mouth,
will determine if you live, live or if you die, cause am gone I shoot you,
depending on what you say!
I will make you die right now!
I will take you out!
See you in this room, this is your room.
This ain't my room.
I am violating your privacy by busting in on you like this!
Ain't I? Dam right I am! I shouldn't be invading your privacy, like this! You deserve to be alone, ain't that right?
I know If a [ bleeping ] sucker, busted in on me, I 'd be pissed, too! Under normal conditions, you would, you wouldn't want me in your room would you?

So!

Cause this is your room!
And your room is your room, ain't nobodies else's room!
And your room is your coffin.
I will repeat, this room is your coffin!
Just because, I open up your coffin door, don't think you coming out! Or see life anymore?
I ain't come looking for no buddies to save!
I ain't coming to save you!
Now, now, I don't know you. To me, to me, you is dead. See, I come from life, to find dead alive, but not dead really, but almost, and that's, you!
I got friends. The bugs are my friends!
My buddies are bugs. You ain't no bug!
I am gone ask you some more things, some questions, but you don't dare answer or say a word to me, cause I will pull the trigger!
If you understand, what I am saying to you, nod, you nod your dam head, I said to the man, and thought to my self, as I looked at him, as he stands before me, nodding his head up and down, shaking like , like trembling , fearful of me, and it got me, a thinking. Thinking how in life we fear, and the fact is, the only thing, we got to fear is bumble bugger fear it self! We fear, cause we know our bodies are fragile. I guess, thats what mother nature wanted it to be, fragile, I thought! Then, I squinted my eyes, and looked goddam at him, and said, " stop trembling! Or I'll shoot you for sure!"
The man stopped, stuck his hands up in the air and didn't shake as much as before. Year, he was having tiny tremors, all right, but, I over looked that! He was breathing fast. I imagined I could hear his heart beating faster, as his blood pressure rose up off the charts!
He was sweating goo gobs of sweat, too, pouring out of his forehead, the sweat ran meandering down the contours of his cheeks, ran down upon his upper lip, down his neck, down into his shirt, as his eyes would flicker, looking between the gun barrel, and me.
You know what ?
Up against the wall Bug, I told him pushing him up against it, he got up against the wall like duck tape,
as I quickly patted him down, the result of which, I found on him, a small German luger gun, a M92 pistol, which I happily confiscated.
Turn and look at me, I demanded.
You not gone need a gun no more.
You know what ?
Do you know who I am ? You can call me , "BR."
You know what I do, I do with my buddies?
Up top, I put my bug buddies in a pot in a bucket of hot boiling gold, hot gold, they die in gold.
They die rich! They die in my gold! Cause I, I fry them!
Just like you frying that

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Chapter 8

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Hell yes, that's what I thought you were here for!

Nope, nope,
That's not what I am here for!
Nope, nope nope!

And who are you? Who the hell are you to laugh at me? Did I tell you, you could laugh at me?
Did I? Answer me, boy?
The man looked at Big Rex puzzlingly, and thinking to himself very seriously, he found himself in danger once more. My god, he said to himself, what have I done? What, have I done, oh no. Big Rex's reactions , his reactions to the things, he said about him. Things he thought were OK, because Big Rex, claimed he was just joking, joking about everything, was a lie! A Goddam lie! And the fact that he was laughing at him, are having now, having unsuspected consequences! Consequences, the reverberation of which might mean he winds up dead after all? Because, he forgot he was not dealing with a rational person, but, that he was dealing with an insane person.
But, now, he now dramatically sees his understandings of what is permissible to say to an insane person, is a thing, he will lose his life for! He would have to surmount a deranged mind, and he would, if he wanted to live. He would have to see this reality kick in fast, now, big time!

He would have to be extremely cautious, in what he says, what mannerisms, he can express, because this guy in front of him is on a different plain, in the insane. His sense of self esteem, plummeted, what he had done was to say and think what was on his mind, but if he wanted to make sure he would live, he won't do that again. But what are the boundaries?

The line in the sand between his concept of reality, and this guys sense of reality, don't add up!
BR, had an accent like a southerner, He was fair complexioned, but his skin was dark, deeply tanned by the sun, like he been living outside all his life! His beard made him look like a lion, the sun turned his hair into strands of silvers and blackish brown with blondish colorings like a lion beast, his eyes brown with reflection of green in them, like something deathly. Despite that his smile was handsome, but his mind, his mind was intriguing and dangerous at the same time. He felt that talking with Big Rex, was equivalent to playing Russian Roulette, which is a dangerously deadly game to play! But, what choice did he have?
From his standpoint, the decision would have to be, please get along at any price, with this man, if you wanted to live.
You can indulge him conversation, but there is nothing, nothing he can do now?
He laughed at him, now what would be the penalty He would have to suffer? He gather up all his understanding and conjured up in his mind a strategy to placate the gun holder, less he suffer death!

He had nothing to pretend to respond with, or nothing he could think of. What could he say?
Then it dawned on him, he could be nuts too, so he mounted a counter psychological offense, and gathered up the courage to say, hey, I been locked away in a hole down in this boat, and I laugh at anything, anything to keep me from going nuts, what if you were locked up, in this coffin, wouldn't you laugh and say anything to stay sane?

Now, that clever pre thought out remark was a bullet, that hit BR, right smack in the head, and he said,
Sure , just as long as you don't do it to me! Just as long as you don't do it to me again, got that, Boy!
See I am mad! I am beyond nuts! Do you know what nuts means, boy? Listen, I wish you'd stop calling me boy!
Nope! You don't wish around me boy! Only boy that wishes around me boy, is me!
Now, listen up, and listen up good, Bumble bugger bitch! Heres the deal, take it or leave it,
I didn't come, to save your ass!

I didn't come looking to save anybody! But if I do save you, you, boy, belong to me!
You'll do what I say, go where I say, and when I say it! And now that the world has ended, anybody I find, and save is gone belong to my gang of survivors! Because listening to you, got me thinking, there might be others, so right now, I got a gang. Right now I got a gang with one member, and that member is you!
Right now, I am missing some members, cause they have fallen on hard times! And you, you are gonna be in my gang, cause I am a Gangster, cowboy! You got that boy! You want to live the rest of your life outside of this room? But, if I am going to take you out of this room, your coffin room, then you gone be part of my gang, and listen to me, if you don't I will kill you! Simple as all that! Decisions yours boy!
If I decide to take you outside of your coffin, you will work along at my side or not? Make up your mind, it's yes, or it's no? What? What are you saying? Are you serious?
You a grown son of a bitch man! If you don't agree scientists boy, I, ain't gone shoot you, no no, noooo sir!
Not me, not me no no, noooo sir!
When I kill a man for fun, I use my sword!
But, this time, this time, If you don't want to be in my gang?
I am going to blow out your candles, all of them, take all your Goddam matches, all them bad boys!
I am gone eat the rest of your Dog! Put some mustard on that bad hot dog!
Do you like hot dogs, I like hot dogs!
I always did! When I buy a hot dog, I want everything on it, onions, mustard, shucks! And a coke, ice cold!, I said smiling broadly at him!
See I like dog, thats why I came down here to bottom of the [ BLEEPING ] ship, cause I was smelling the funky smell of hot dogs! I wanted to have some dog! I am gonna put back on that dam door, and put it back, block up it with some shit , real good so you can't get out!
Gone mop up that little stream of water coming in under your door, that you been drinking off the floor.
I gone make sure you can't get out, just like before!
Gone make sure its dark, dark do you hear, in here! Just like before!
Then, I am gone light up a joint.
Then, I am gone say good bye to you, real softly, bumble bugger bitch!
Then, I gone walk, walk away! And say to you, have a nice day!

Well, sir, I thought to my self. There was a long silence, as the boy pondered my words! This boy, smart!
This boy, boy looked at me , looking and looking at me!
Boy, was doing something, some hard ass thinking.
Being a scientist boy, he gone think I am full of shit, if he does, he gone be wrong!
Funny, yep funny, how when you in a room, you, you in a, you are in a room, and somebody is thinking, thinking real hard, you can feel his little old wheels in his head, going around and around and around!
I remember, couple years back, when things was different for me, I had just got out, out of the service, I was in the North east at the time, New York City, and right under neath the Brooklyn bridge, there was this, this here, Merry go round, going, round and round, full a little babies, going round, driving those little babies crazies! I don't be ducking when I am trucking! I hold down don't regurgitate, I facilitate! I take the train to the insane! I don't take the IRT, Irresponsible Rubbish Trains for the insane masses, no, not me!

I remember. I remember back in the service. I met up with a dude, his name was Pham Charlie. I jokingly, remember we used to call the boy spam jam Pham, he was Vietnamese American in the valley, smart sucker, smart jocksucker! Goddam! Smart! And he, me, and another animal, called , Alejandro Georgey porgy, a Puerto Rican dude, The three musketeers of nano brain apps. We hooked up, man, shit! We hooked up some nano drugs, for intercellular divert system apps, to penetrate the Blood Brain Barrier! These suckers were bad!
Use these suckers, when you gone have augmented virtual sex in they real world. You check it out the parameters, do your input, turn they shit on, and bang, sucker is rocking, you hook your glasses up. Turn on, tune out, and, bam Bam! You know, some folks like to have augmented sex, right! Dreams while having sex, so being the wild mothers [ bleeping ] programmers we were, with itched bit up this app, to use along with the Big G, You know, you put your HUD, retrieve cool music, hop into a virtual environment, and plunk yourself down with your bitch, chill-out, get down and play the virtual reality way! Cause, we dudes, were a little on the, the, the advance side, and everything, was every thing! Everything was cool, we had buddies back in the states, who were employees at the big G. They stole some bad, shit from them, and sent the G crap secrets to us! Shipped us out three Google glasses prototypes, in a box, marked Support and honor U.S. military service members! We got boxes of gifts of goodies for soldiers on duty, and it got through, cause I had this pretty slick chick, this girl was working in the security check out the incoming deliveries of mail and care packages for the soldiers! She checked it out, as ok, you know, we had the usual in it, like Chewing gum, Cookies, Coffee, Gatorade, Jaw breakers, and hell year, Poker games, Playing cards, Dice, Porno mags, Weed, Smokes, Music CDs, you name it, we had it mixed in the box!
You believe that, we were bad, and we rejoiced when we got that stuff!
Year, bad old days, those were the days. Back in those days, I wasn't crazy, quite the opposite! Awesome [ BLEEPING ] times! Those long gone days, anyway, and we ran with these [ bleeping ] sockets, had good experiments going down, all of us all. The three of us, kept our big ass mouths shut, less we get, you know, loose lips sink ships! Get, get caught!
This was, what was going down. But, don't know, unfortunately, we got hit. Yep sir, war is a bitch!
And The IED, that did us in, changed all. They are dead, I survived. The codes I knew I pretty much forgot! Now I am small, and now I am, I am here, lonely crazy cowboy sitting inside a boat in a world destroyed! Shit, I was born on Earth, now Earth done up, and split in two, Lordy me, whats a freaking cowboy to do?
Well, Get over it! I told myself! But listening to this scientist boy, brought back some long buried flash backs! But, although my mind is all messed up. Now and then, now and then, I recall snippets, of the man I'd been.

But anyway, I thought to my self as I looked into the boys eyes, I could hear, his brain doing the merry go round thing, in this here room. Room, ever been in a room, four walls?
One , two, three, four! And if your lucky you got a door! When you in a room like this room, his coffin room, and the only light you got, is candle light, it makes everything look nice, but because it makes everything look nice, doesn't mean the world is nice! Like folks, some smile, smile smiling at you, make like they your buddy, when they ain't! I cut them boys, but thats another story. Anyways, I am in this here room, with one candle, and one shaky makey man!

Things look all shaky like! I like shaky light! Shaky candle is cool lite especial if in a dark room with one candle, shadows move, move around. You begin to hear things, voices yep. Then all of sudden the scientist boy interrupted my train of thought ,as he yelled out, All right, all right. all right goddam it get me the hell out! I 'll do what ever you say! What ever! But, that box, that suitcase, I got to have it its important. It's my work, its just very important, he said, apparently he was worried about it, by the way he said it so passionately. I thought it must be really important to him, so I said its negotiable For now. I'll hold on to it. I'll put it in my bag, and we will climb out of your coffin!
But if you telling me you agree, and double-cross me, I'll kill you! Agreed? Yes, he said!
So, be smart, so I want you to say it, the contract is I am saving your life and you now owe me. Say it, what is the contract? You will save me and I owe you! And you will listen to me. I will listen to you!
Good, I said, now, say good bye to you coffin boy, we getting out of here. Blow out those candles, and the fire in the microwave.
Sure.
Wait, what did you say to me? I said, sure! No, boy, thats not how you talk to me. Thats not how you dare talk to me! You are to address me always, as boss, say sure boss!
Sure boss!

Better!

[ 2 ]
Now, you know something?
What boss?
There once was a little old lady who lived in a shoe, if I ever catch up to her I'll know what to do, ha, ha, ha, I laughed mightily joking with myself, as the confused soul standing in front of me stumbled out of his room.
The boy smelt bad, just like me, ha, ha, ha, I laughed again.
He didn't know what the joke was about but he smiled and burst out laughing anyhow.

Now, Now come here I told him, as he emerged, brite eyed, eager and smiling as he strolled out, out of the doorway, to his coffin room looking around, but he couldn't really see nothing. It was dark, where he had been trapped. I set the flashlight on the floor.
Turn around I said to him. He looked at me puzzled, and I know he wanted to ask why, but he hesitated and didn't. Put your head down towards me a little like you're bowing, he looked at me again real curious like. Funny like, but the man listened. He bent over, but tilted his head up, to keep a sharp eye on me.

Blind folding you, boy, so relax. I took out this black bandana, from around my neck, and blind folded the man. Whats the blind fold for boss? Don't worry about it, take hold of this, I said handing him a piece of chain. And, he proceeded to take hold of it, and as I walked, he followed blindly. So, so it was, I took the dummy away. I was thinking to my self now.

I been, alone so many long months in the desert before the world came to an end, and split apart, that I almost kind of, kind of hungered for somebody to talk to, even if it had to be a the point of a gun.

Cause, Jonathan, this boy, he'd have to make his keep, Hold his own. He don't know it, but the world he knew is gone, The world up stairs is my world, and he is the first person who gone enter it!

The both of us gone have to survive one way or another.

I don't have a clue how we gone eat, or drink, but I figure this is big ass boat got plenty of stuff in it. Sure got to be food on it somewhere, and this boy is gone help me find it, if not, Shucks! It, well, sir, if not, we both will die. Cause I got just enough food, grub in my saddle bag for one day, for me alone. Before this all happen, I if needed food, I just up and go hunting, shoot something to eat. And. if by chance some travelers came into the desert, I'd buy some provisions from them.

But, now, no animals alive, best I can tell, If they are they sure in hell ain't around here for hundreds of miles, I know, cause I took this binoculars off a dead dude, and check it out. I searched high and low. High and low, I tell you! Didn't find shit. Nothing to shoot, and eat, no sheep, no cows, no bears, not even one [ BLEEPING ] bird in the sky, now ain't that a bitch, but where? Tell you boy, tell you.

Not a stream to go fishing. Cause there got to be streams, with water some where, some place, but not knowing the hell where, ain't gone help me none shit! I spotted a water hole like a tiny lake bout half mile away! no fish in it, no way!

I know the oceans are still circling out there near the horizon, but that'll take me and him, a couple years to walk that far, we be long dead. And the oceans, who knows? Might be, could be, will be full of carcasses of dead fish, too!

Who the hell knows?
Cause mother nature, old girl, she, she's a bitch, she is still alive, and kicking, she'd figure out, something in couple hundred years, cause by then, I been a long dead memory.

Best thing would be, to have a little rain, but how can it rain? How can it rain? How on earth, can it rain, if the other big earth is up above, so close up in the sky. Only thing, I figure maybe the storms will rain side ways like, or something. I wonder if those boys in the International space Station are still alive looking down. Must suck, knowing you gone die up there, you gone die, cause ain't got no shuttles coming ever! Might as well hang it up brother! Any ways speaking about rain, it would have to blow sideways to get to me! That would take some mighty big winds to pull that off! Oh shit, what if it never rains! Oh my God, gosh, I didn't even think of that possibility? Man, I sure do miss the old world, at least I knew how to act, what time it is, and what to do to survive!

I hate to admit it I love earth, sniff, sniff!

Sure, all this will rectify sure. I know, yep sir, yes, sir ree bob! Over time, but in the mean time, I am dead man, going hungry, and that ain't no bull_s.
Don't got no food!

Neither us gone make it. I thought, pondering deeply our chances.
No grass. Grass has been replaced by molten rocks thats shiny like glass, and lava flows, boulders and dry, dry gritty sand, dry in your eye sand, like what you find on a hot beach. Cause I got, got to believe, that since the earth got tossed around a few times, under neath all that sand and debris, and stuff, there got to be, got to be, good fertilized dark brown farm dirt, perfect for farming and all. But then again who knows. And who hell can dig that far down. The machines like them big old tractors, bulldozers, earth moving machines, them boys are all buried.

They're, are buried, smashed ripped apart or just plain no where to be seen. I am lucky there's plenty hand shovels aboard, at least I can dig my own grave and sleep comfortably!

And water, well there's plenty of that on the boat. We gone have plenty, cause I found some water cooler jugs. But, we'll see how I make out, and this boy Jonathan, if it turns out, if it happens that, he causes me more trouble than I bargained for, he'll wind up food! I got Irish, Spanish, Mexican and a touch of Maories american in me too, if you know anything about our history, we Maories boys eat just about anything! When things where bad, in the desert, and I had nothing to eat, I ate bugs, so he can't taste much worse!

Anyway, he was gathering up the plastic bags around his shoulders, trying to accommodate it and balance it, so it would easy to carry it up! So, I said to him, wait, I want you to grab on to this rope and hoist your self up, to the next level. Great! er, um, I, I mean great boss!

Go you can start, I told him, and I lifted the plastic bag and tied it around his neck for him. Go on with yourself. Just remember, as you go up hold tight, and you'll be up there in no time, you gone feel the underside of a deck, once there, I will tell you, then, take your time, take it slow, and carefully toss up the bag. Then pull yourself up and wait for me. That's it! Got it ?
Sure Boss! I led him to where, I had the ropes hanging down, and took his hands and let him touch the ropes, and he automatically grabbed them and the cables.
These wires and cables, this is the rope, you're talking about, why, I don't know, why, can't we use the stairs boss? Sure, I said, this boy, was Lordy me, so clueless about the devastation all around him there ain't no stairs elevators, nothing, but, I snapped back at him in jolly good golly good spirited mood, exercise is good for ass sucker, now go ahead and do what I say!
you, I exclaimed ruefully smirking at his awkward attempts to get him self up off of the ground, and, I couldn't help but not hinting to him this titbit, I said,
go ahead and climb, but on hold tight, if you fall, you fall, you die! Got you boss, he replied in a strong self assured voice, determined and trusting in me, something he'd have to learn to do, if he wanted to live.
So, I stood back aways and watched him grasping the rope, he figured around with the cables and I could see him be somewhat relived, when he found I had sense enough to put knots in them every couple of feet, or so it would be easier to haul up on. I wasn't a bit worried, I got down here, and sure in hell, I knows how to get out, but he don't gotta know nothing, less I wanted him to. I know it would be a long difficult climb. I watched the man climbing the ropes, he was disoriented, but kept trying to go forward, and shucks, thats all you need to get up.

Anyways, he was reaching the hole through the deck, flooring where I had the ropes hanging down, but it had some sharp jagged protruding metals hanging down, that could cut slice him badly, if he touches it. He didn't see it, and couldn't, so I guided the boy, as best I could. I warned him he must'ant, put his hand out to his sides, cause they are sharp razor ribbons near by, and just keep his body straight around the rope as tight as he could be and he would be just find. Well, sir that boy, as soon as he reached the edge of the hole and felt the platform and metal deck floors, the boy upped and yelled out, hey, am I nearly outside yet?

You don't go asking stupid questions, now, do you hear. If you were outside you could tell it, smell it and see the sunshine! Now where you're at, thats just one of the levels, we got to climb, boy, there lots more where that one came from. Climb on up boy, to get to back to the uppers decks, where I come from, gone take some doing! No need, not to take heed, and go slow, and make it, than to go fast, and fall on your ass! Lets get to the next deck above. So just chill, boy, I am coming up now, hold on!

Now, what I did, was I gathered up my things, the bag and all, and tied a string around tits, my shotgun and taped my sword tightly, and carefully, so it won't fall out, because if it did, I could kiss, that mother good bye, that the last sword in the world, for who knows how long. Once Jonathan got himself up, and I caught on the rope, I looked around with the flashlight and I yelled, back to him, here I come. As I grabbed the rope myself, and started climbing up, about a couple of minutes later I too, got up on the next deck with him. The man, he was laying there stretched out, panting, bewildered that he has gotten up here. Like it was a big deal!
I took a deep breath, then I glanced and turned to him and said, yo, you did good dude, get to your feet, now and take hold of this chain, I told him as I flipped out a length of chain I had around my waist. And he grasped it, and I led him down, oh lets see, maybe, about two hundred yards, through dark twisted corridors, with half slashed hanging ceiling beams, some big, big pipes painted in hilarious, riotous circus colors, like red, blue, yellow, orange each color signaling a function, you know the engineers get high painting pipes, thats their thing. You know, hey like make up special colors for hot water, cold water, standpipes, you could just imagine it all. It wasn't pretty though, it looked like a jazzy scary, sort of like a cave carnival circus of doom. The scene was macabre. The smell was bad. So bad, it was sad! We're talking dead body hump funk stink, fumes gazooms! Yo, cowboy, yo, y'all know what, what I mean, there is a reason for putting your behind in the ground when you kick the bucket! Anyways, done did what we had to do. I held my nose and hopped over a chick with no head, dress in pink high heel shoes, sure, when she was alive, she was a looker!
We passed by dozens of broken beams with shark shaped like teeth like endings. If you had the misfortune, and were to trip, and fall on one, you'd be done for. All the broken pipes, were dripping some fouled smelling sludge or liquids. Drip, drip, dripping down. Funny thing, I saw this guy. This dead guy, dead with his mouth open, and his head was right under a dripping pipe and, and all the drops of nasty gook, was just dripping into his open mouth, till his cheek's looked like two overblown basket balls, it had so much in it! His eyeballs, was popping out, staring at you!

We passed by dozens of smaller pipes, tons of wires hanging down, along with dripping water running from the ceiling. Finally, we reached to the next spot, where I had another roped, tied up, leading to the next deck above. The descent was not what you'd be thinking, nope, you think it would be a straight up and down the descent, but, no. That's not what it was. That's not what it was at all. But instead it was where ever I found a hole punctured through the deck. That was where, that I tied a rope, to get down in the blackness of this big cavernous mother ship we were in!

I suddenly noticed something. I looked good. To my right, when the flashlight hit it a doorway. The door was leading to a room, A room, that when I pitched the light beam into it, the light revealed, it appeared to be safe enough to walk into! Come lets go in here I said. And I walked in. I placed the lantern, on the floor and as I the light I illuminated the room. I could see it looked like a Bar Lounge. So, hey, like two dudes going into after hour honk tonk bar, I wished out loud laughing, anyways, we went in and sure enough there dozens of liquor bottles. Some broken, buried in debris, but luckily, most were not broken. There was door that said rest rooms, yo, my surprise it work at lease the toilet, there was a man lying dead on the floor, his body bloated your usual dead balloon size stinking so bad it made my eyes water!

It didn't take me long, to realize I would need help, so I told Jonathan, he could take off his blindfold, along with the two flashlight lanterns we could see just fine! We placed the flashlight on the floor tilted up to reflect on the cream colored ceiling. It was eerie! Jonathan turned on his recorder, the batteries were still lasting, and played a deep funk Jimmy Hendricks electronic guitar drug tune. The music was blaring out as we looked around at the destruction.

And the air in here stank real disgusting like, but it had a little ventilation and in comparison, it didn't smell as half as bad, as being further down below.
We dealt with it shit, because we had too! No alternative! And I scrounged, around and pushed back some of that crap that on top of a large variety of wines, beer cans, premixes and liquors. I had my choice out of dozens and plucked a rare dark burgundy, opened the turkey, and quickiy found two glasses, and poured each of us a drink. Then being my natural devious self, I asked, Jonathan do you drink? Boss, he said, smiling broadly, even if I didn't, today I would. And with that we downed it, and a couple more till the smiles we had, were glued to our faces. It. Oh yes, it, Lordy, Lordy me. It tasted terribly good, eye, sir, yes, sir ree bob, if I do say myself. So I was checking the joint out and to my disbelief the water in the bathroom was running and the toilet too. I relieved myself, all the while indulging in drinking in style. Hopefully, I thought to myself, this would be just the first good surprises to come our way. We set about placing a couple of bottles in the bags, we were carrying but they would be too heavy. So we only took a few and some glasses..
We filled up some boxes, we would definitely revisit this joint you can believe that. We be back to this club stinky stink, lounge smelly or not.
We were walking out heading for the rope, when I spotted a box of chains and pad locks with the key sets on the floor. Apparently, they would chain up the door to this joint after closing time. And so I took the locks and chains, thinking to myself, never know might need them, I also found a gold cigarette lighter, the lighter worked. And I scooped up a wallet, jam pack with green bills baby, the wallet, I didn't bother looking at the pictures, just swiped the cash quickly, didn't rightly know why, no stores on Earth, to but stuff with, no seven elevens, no ATMS, but what the hell. I thought, never no! I all ready had maybe forty Thou in gold, and my head nuts, was using it to drown bugs in a frying pan with it. Maybe these 100 dollar bills, I will roll up a cigarette? And smoke it?
It was about six hundred dollars, and put in my wallet immediately. I told Jonathan to replace the blindfold, we are fixing to leaving now, and wanted him to put it back on, he slipped it bandana blindfolds back on grudgingly and I led him to the ropes at the next spot, and again we climbed to the next deck successfully. It was there that I saw some something it was a pipe with ice on it. It must mean that somewhere in this giant ship half buried the mighty self generators are still working miraculously crunching power for ice cold water and who knows what else. Power that was good [ BLEEPING ] news. That means we got gas, where who the hell knows, but it was a good sign, I was smiling, and so was Jonathan, then it happen.

[ 3 ]

I was taking dumbo towards the escape ropes, when above us, bam, the goddam door popped open and a ton of heavy duty machinery crashed down, missed us by inches. I turned to run. Shocked, I jerked dumbo back with me, so he wouldn't get hurt too. We had just escaped being smashed. Standing several feet back, looking at what had just happen. I Felt [ Bleeping ] lucky, to still be breathing. Anyhow, something must of had moved inside, shifting the weight balance, of the room and causing the shit to fall down.

We were two lucky son of a bitches to be alive.
The door that read mechanical room, popped open, and all the shit fell out almost killing us! I looked at Jonathan, startled, he had pulled down his blindfold in a jiffy, and his eyes were wide open with fear, his forehead was perspiring, his mouth quivered, as he turned his head to look at me and whispered: we, we, we are, we shit, are two lucky guys boss!.
Yep, boy we sure in hell are, but look at all this stuff that came out, heavy duty ship tools and pulleys and junk and stuff we just might use.

Year, boss, but boss, but look at that. He said, pointing to two yellow Florissant colors buried in the mess, But, check it out, check these out he exclaimed excitedly, as he crawled on top of the mountain of junk and pulled one out!
The ships emergency gas masks boss! Holy hell, the boy had sharp eyes, all right, I looked at them, and sure in hell, we could dam sure use those suckers right now so we wouldn't have keep breathing all this stink shit.

We took the time to wrestle a couple of them free, and pulled them out. Several masks we took and tested, to see which ones worked, and put them on. It wasn't perfect, but, dam sure beat inhaling cemetery stench by the mouthfuls in here, and so we proceeded to climb over the big mountain of carnage and stuff so we could continue.

When all sudden the body of the dead engineer popped out, scaring the hell out of us. I pulled my gun out and shot the sucker, twice, Bam, Bam. The way he popped out like that, had given me such a fright.
Well sir, if he wasn't dead already, he was now doubly dead.

Boy, was deader than dead. Boy, looked bad. He was hanging down, out this here door, his hands just a swaying loose in the air, pointing downward towards the floor. He was young. His body caught up in some wires. And his urines and body fluids came leaking out fast. God dam, that shit looked terrible. I closed my eyes and looked away. And said, lets keep moving dude! We quickly ducked and pass him and proceeded to where the rope was, when all of sudden, we heard a big crash.

Another wall just fell over making a huge, startling noise, about a hundred feet in front of us! It seeme to be coming from the elevator shaft, so we shined our flashlights, inside of it. It had a long dark tunnel, at the end of which was something very strange.

Way down, way down at the other end, we noticed a light, a light was on down there. What the hell, I said, you see what I see? Year, boss. What you think Boss?
Before I could answer, we heard the low crunching sound a machine makes when it turns on! It was one of internal ship pumps or some kind of machinery. The power was still on down there, Still working!
I must imagine, its got to be those giant powerful monster generators machines these ships carry. Electrical redundancy, mega machines that's what they are quipped, Jonathan. We goner be in luck, if those bad boys stays on.

We looked at each other. I had to make up my mind fast, decided to investigate. I started walking down the elevator shaft, and motioned for Jonathan to come along too.

The doors of the elevators were open at each deck level, and were all blocked by bodies of dead people merged together in a kind horrible soup of death. Thank god for the masks, it cut down the stench of the dead.

We walked all the way down and the last door, led to a corridor, where the area, ceiling had collapsed in.
Mountains of beams, carnage, pieces of bodies, heads, shoes with feet in them. There was a woman, a young chick in her twenties, her face with make all all out of whack, her hair, soaked, wet with god knows what, and sticking out like porcupine needles, her nose looked like a fat midget carrot, her ears, had these god awful big fashionista earrings, hanging down eerily, making her look poopyier than what she was all ready! No clothes, she was swelled up bigger than cow. She had her arms sticking out, and her legs pointing all over the place, like a the big ugly shiny pink death balloon! Only thing was she was smiling and her eyes were bulging out! Clouds of exhaust fumes with that bloated rotten flesh stench spewed out her butt!

Oh My God, bad scene I yelled out, Bitch, you could use some deodorant, God dammit!

But, over to the right, was what looked like a long line of storage freezers, and if I am not mistaken, a butcher shop, which by the way, looked like it just might be still useable..This was of interest to me, while, Jonathan went down the other side to investigate. I went in here to see what i could see.

It, was pitch black inside. I shined the flashlight around and found on my right on the wall, the light switch, hoping against hope, I flip the switch up. It had light!

The lights were working in here too, luckily, revealing, cutting tables, machines to cut meat, refrigerators, meat racks, and all. I walked in and walked towards the cutter machine, flicked a switch. The machine, wow, that sucker, made a hum and then blades of the slicer machine, spun into action, spinning around, and around, this sucker got power down here, I thought to myself.

Jonathan, down the hall he didn't see the butcher shop at all, he was more interested in something else down there. I switched off the machine. Took a couple of carving knives, can openers, and forks and plates and shoved them in my bag. Shut the lights off, closed back the door. And went to find him. As I approached the boy at a distance, by the look on his face, I could tell some thing was not right. What's up dude?

Er, um, I mean, Boss, I, I could of swore, I heard something, he replied, biting his lip and looking plenty worried, as he glanced back to look at me. What? Don't know Boss. It was coming from that freezer over there! We walked over and looked in the freezer window, and pulled the door open, and a sucker fell out frozen. He fell on the floor and cracked in half. His head rolled and spun around like a top.

[ 4 ]

We watched the spinning head without a neck come to a stop and it looked at us. I don't if it was the darkness or the shadows in the hallway or our imaginations gone wild, but, but did the, the face appeared to flash a smile then go limp?

I looked at Jonathan and he said Boss, look!

He was pointing into the freezer, the electric ventilators machines inside was still pumping and cranking out powerful freezing air into the room, When we opened the big freezer door, It came out like white smoke, and it pour out upon us, chilling us cold.

Hey, hey look look, check this out, exclaimed Jonathan excitedly, with the look of astonishment on his face, his was squinting his eyes as he focused on something weird.

The boy, was standing there, pointing into freezer at a figure of a man standing up talking into his smartphone, frozen dead stiff. Looked like he was calling for help, and walking, but froze to death, while standing up, and never fell over. Jonathan asked, incredulously, he's got to be dead, right boss?

Shucks, I said, the guy froze to death while standing up! Horses sleep standing up all the time, why can't he?
Hey Sally don't, don't don't come down here Sally! It's cold as frozen polar bear, in here! Year, year year, Sally! It'll freeze your but off girl! life an death strange how they go together! I said, remembering my old fat rat, that used to carry my on her back, Sally, could run, faster than a son of a gun!
Hey Sally do hear, do you here? Cold in here.

Common, I said, ain't nothing here. Lets get the hell out. That man died talking on his phone, let's leave him in peace, so he can finish his conversation! Betcha there's a lotta dead folks talkin on their phones down here!

Just as my predictable words, left my lips, then, down hall we heard a sound.
It turned out to be coming from yet, another freezer.

Well sir, I heard something. it sounded like something, something heavy fell down.
I wondered what the hell was that?
Me and Jonathan walked over, toward another of the ships giant freezers. I stopped outside the big, heavy, thick, metal, grey door of the freezer, before going in, and listened didn't hear nothing, and I peeked inside. Then cautiously, I shined the light up towards the ceiling and around the walls, and looking around to see what I could see. I thought I'd checkout the ceiling. Didn't want to go in and fall on my ass!
I could see that it was a big space inside, and
deep, wide, it was a big, big freezer, and I spotted on the far left, the ceiling, had collapsed and was hanging down! And as I walked in, I suddenly felt my foot kick into something hard, and I tripped over it, and fell down, turned the flashlight around, and saw, this guys jaw, his head, his whole body laying on the ground, like a dead man, surrounded by an ice puddle!
What happened was, I had just kicked the dude accidentally, in the head!

The dude, looked like a white statue that fell over and cracked in a dozen places. And by the looks of long red blood line cross his forehead, it appeared his head was cracked, Oh shit, I said in amazement, look at this!
look at this! Will ya look at this!
Dam, sam! OH MY GOD! exclaimed Jonathan when he saw it, another one? I hope not, I sue hope not! Shit! Looks like this one we might be able save the turkey, I said. so, I did what i had to do!

So I quickly got up really fast, and placed the flashlight down, so it's shining on his head, and grabbed the two parts of the mans head with my hands and pressed them back together again, and I reached into my pocket, and I pulled out a tube of crazy glue, and squeezed out some and glued the dudes head together, then, I looked up, to Jonathan,

and yelled : Hey Jonathan, go quick look for a rag!
Or grabbed something, and help me hold this man's head together.
Oh my God, is his head cracked?
Don't ask stupid questions, go look for something to tie it back together. Like what, asked Jonathan? A rag, or something to make a tourniquet, or some gosh darn thing, I don't know. This boy, brains gone spill out, he must of been frozen like ice sickle,and fell over and smashed on the floor, and cracked open his head!
OK, boss, said Jonathan enthusiastically, and who ran around quickly, with his flash light, and ripped the shirt off a dead guy, laying down a couple a feet away on the floor, and tied it around the mans head, around his ears, thinking that should hold his head together. But, then, when he shinned the light on the man, he blinked; he was alive and said. Oh my head ! My head ow! Ow, owwwww. my head hurts!
Ow, oh, meu, ump, gees, ah, um, di fumy, bumy nuc nuc, . . . Oh, noooooooo my, my head, ow, it hurts! The man mumbled to him self said, when he open his eyes and looked at me and said mi mymy mi e la lelay,
sun bon,am aahi ick poo icy ma, ma maaaa! So, I thought, this boy is got his brain messed up, he's thinking he is an infant and talking baby talk to me, so I took out my Pistol and turned it round using the but of my gun, and beat him in the head! POW, POW, and instantaneously the old dude, yelled OH, OW, ow, OW OW!
BR, smiled and he bent over watching the man, an said to Jonathan, who, now, was shocked,
to see what BR, had done to him.
See I knocked the boy in the had, a couple of times! I hoping to get his brain working, and up to date, cause by the way he's talking, he's delusional and thinks he's little baby, and I am his mommy! Pow, So I hit him again, Pow, I hit him once more in head! Oh shit, Jonathan exclaimed shocked, you trying to break his head completely open, boss! Na naaaaa no. See he was talking a lot of baby talk, so, I just gave him a little tap,
so he could get his head together and talk straight, like a man, instead of a baby! That's all.
Pow, pow, pow, BR, tapped him hard a couple of more times! OW screamed the man, in extreme pain!

OW. OW. STOP, Stop! OW! the man cried. BR, looked at him and smiled, Hey boy, you in there! Big Rex, asked the man, and guy, was hurting even more now, let out a loud, loud scream OW, OW ow owwwwwwww! then BR, leaned over and whispered
Boy, you, you, you gone be alright boy!
Is that you mother?

Mother you look terrible, the man said really distressed, and it was obvious, he was clearly not thinking rationally and imagined he was back home conversing with his mother! The man was delirious, and gazed up, thinking BR was his mother, and told him! Mother.
Yes boy, answered BR, trying to give him some measure of comfort.
Mother you look really bad! Year well, I had a bad plastic surgery job boy! How you feeling, asked Big Rex?
Oh Mommy! I feel terrible. Year well, I told you, there'll be days like that, my boy! Why you wearing a cowboy hat, he asked? That's what's trending now a days boy, replied BR.
Why is it dark? It's night time.
Why is it cold? Cause it's winter! Now, see Jonathan, see Jonathan, see i was right! It is working!
After a couple good solid whacks to the head, the boy, is not talking no more freakin' baby talk!

I think he's got a chance. A good chance!
Come Jonathan, help drag the sucker, over to the boiler room. The fish, will be warm, and toasty, over in there, and he can thaw out, and get his circulation back good again, and feel much better, said BR.
So, they carefully dragged the poor guy out, and took him down the hall to where the ships boiler room was located and laid him on the warm metal floor, and let him lay there to rest. The boiler room as indeed warm, the air in there was trapped, and you could see the ice on him began to melt,
and he laid there quietly, befuddled and clueless, like a little crazy baby, waiting for his mother to feed him!
Now that he seemed to be stabilized, I had time to check the boy out good! What I saw was an old heavy set man, white as snow, balled head, inside disheveled, shucks, he was I don't know about in his fifties, there abouts!
Medium build, his shirt was open, stained with red blood, around his neck he wore a bunch of gold chains, that glistened in the sparse light. He looked like he was wearing one of official ships uniforms, looked like one of the ship's officers, by the way he was dressed.

Lots of stripe's on his jacket. He resembled that old American president, Abraham Lincoln. slightly, but not tall at all!
He had a black trimmed beard, and wore phone set in his right ear.
He dam sure looked European to me, possibly, French, who the hell knows?
He was holding on for dear life.

The guy, was shivering! The old man look bad, he looked really cold, and his skin, just had that misty icey sheen to it!
Don't know, how he stayed alive but, I didn't think he could live much longer.

I for one, wouldn't bet on it. I wouldn't bet on it at all!
And that was those noises, that drew Jonathan's attention!

Me and Jonathan, was doing the best we could for him. He was asleep now. I left him alone and went back to the freezer, to check out if food was inside.

I saw some meat hooks, but no meat, and underneath the hooks, there was a small wooden bench, and next to that was a long aluminum chopping table.
As I looked inside, I noticed, the back part of the rooms ceiling, was crushed in, and I saw some men, smashed under tons of debris, Boy, were they, . . . dead!

Apparently this guy, had been trying to push the debris away, from in front of the door, so he could get out of the big locker door, and must of gotten so cold he just froze in his tracks and fell out on the floor. No way could, he have done it and gotten out, if we didn't stumble upon him!

We got busy and pulled away the junk, blocking the door, opened it, and went back inside the freezer and looked around. But, tough titty, and we came up empty! No frozen meat, any where. No meat, no meat, no meat to eat! So, we went back to where he was, and walked in and to my surprised the guy had wakened up, and was on the floor leaning up on his elbow, and was passing the time, looking all around. And, i don't know, but the fish, he seemed better now, and hopefully had, gotten some of his senses back. Whether he nuts or not nuts! I was not gone play his mama, no Goddam more! Enough of that crap!

I drew my pistol and we walked in on him and I yelled, "Hey you, you inside there, Bumble bugger bitch, what's your name, bumble bugger bitch?"

Well, sir the man, when he heard me call out, he just about freaked out. He didn't answer, or appear to understand what I had just said. But you dam sure could tell, he was just happy to see us! Seemed his head was working!
He didn't call me mother, an that was a good thing, believe you that!
He looked up at us, his eyes brightened, his face broke out in huge smile, like he just saw his momma! Oh Oh, I said to my self! He smiled broadly, his head wobbly on his old neck, like his head was gonna fall off! The blood leaking out of his head, where he cracked it, had done dried up! He looked shitty, but the crazy glue was doing a good job! Although for a minute there, it looked like he was about to lose his head, as he started shaking, shaking it, as he awkwardly struggle to get to his feet, the boy was plenty dis-oriented, half out of his mind, or all of it, I don't rightly know?

Part of his brain, must of froze up and perhaps he wasn't using one side of his head? But at least he wan't dead! But, still he was so happy somebody heard him and come for him. The boy was besides him self with joy!
I couldn't believe the guy, he actual was crying, he couldn't make it to stand up, so he walked over to me on his knees. He crawled on his hands and knees and embraced my shoes and wrapped his arms roundly both my legs crying like pitiful dog in need of love! He kept, thanking me for coming. He had given-up, he said with dismay.

Jonathan and I, we looked at each other stunned, but this was the way, he was expressing his gratitude!

I got the man to stand up and he seemed out of his mind and carried on incoherently.
I searched him but he was in such bad shape, I don't even think he noticed!
And I pulled his wallet out, and also found he was carrying a revolver, which I quickly confiscated. The card inside, the wallet, indicated this boy was none other than the ships Captain. Holy shit! His drivers license said his name was Di Andronikos wow, I thought to my self, this guys Greek boy, he knows where all the secret goodies are on this ship!

And he got to have, he must got keys too. Wow, this means, we don't have break down doors to get into stuff! We gone have keys! Wow, I thought to my self, this was big time news. I was looking tough on the outside, but happy as five year old on the inside!

Holy Mary mother of God, the man exclaimed several more times, holding up his hands patting my hands even though it had a gun in it. He didn't notice! Thats when I knew the boy had lost his marbles. And was going nuts fast!

Hold on feller, let me see if I can get you out of here!
Now, after about ten minutes of dragging him out of that place, we took him back to another room and laid him down so he could get accustomed to normal temperatures, and defrost defrost his brain a bit more.

I took out a beer, and knelt down looked at the boy, and nodded my head to him, signaling, if he would like one. He smiled, nodded his head back, and without a word being spoken, put out his hand. So, I gave him a can of beer.
He was happy, already, wouldn't hurt to make him, well make him happier and more talkative, it you get my drift, boy needed to be more talkative, warm them frozen lips up!

And, no better way to warm them cold lips up, than a beer, and yapping your head off!

He began yelling and yelling, some, somebody, he burst out yelling fanatically, looking up at the ceiling, then at me and Jonathan.
Some, some yes, wow, I can't believe it. Some, some, somebody actually heard me! Thank God! Thanks, oh thank you, thank you, thanks! thank, thank, thank you, you yes, thank you, thank you! You must be god?

I pulled open the bizarre mans coat, and sure enough on his belt there was big wad of keys.
I looked at him, while I made up some Bull Shit, story on the fly, I am the new Big Rex, police rescue security team. What are these keys for?
He was in dream land, not listening to me, so I slapped him upside the face, he woke up fast, stunned, but that's what snapped him out it, and he said, Oh, yes, um, um, er, they, they are, they open the different doors on my ship.

So, I tried to get him to elaborate, so I asked, you mean, like food storage rooms, motor rooms and the like?

Yes, of course, he nodded his head up and down in agreement exaggeratedly.
OK. Look! We need to have access to portable gas tanks, does the ship have any? Especially, we need ones with wheels so we can store gas, once we get out side?
He looked at me bewildered, but I could see him searching his mind for the answers.

He replied unsteadily, thanks, thank, the kind you can attach to pickup, are in, section FA-1deck, on the upper deck near the pursers office cabin #R3.

I could show you, but I don't feel up to it right now. I need to see a doctor, and get bath, I, I, need to call my wife and tell her you found me and I am going to be all right.
Then I am going to call my boss, he's got to know too!

Then I want to sleep in a nice warm bed, a nice big one, hmmnn! Can you take me out now?

Sure in a second, but first our rescue supply envoys, haven't gotten here yet, supplies are a tad low!

Just a tiny bit, Captain, sir!

So, to act fast, we want to use emergency supplies on board your ship, you understand?

First tell me, where would I find, the ships doctors offices, some portable generators, equipment like extension cords. We gone need hundred foot long ones too.
And well, sir, you got to tell me where I can find stuff like, welding machines the engineers on the ship uses.

Our staff could be in need of this stuff right now and it sure would help if you could cooperate, and tell me, right now where I might pick up some, clothes lines, hampers, paper hand towels, toilet paper, first aid compartments, even a battery powered ICD defibrillator, is needed sir, during this big, big emergency sir!

Can you be a little patient? Sir, and help me by telling me where all this equipment is now, sir! Here I said to him smiling, and handing the boy, another beer!

I suckered up, real good, to the boy, cause this stuff was important and he had all the answers in his head, and he just might go bizzerk and lose his mind, memory and all real soon. I knew he was teetering on the edge of being insaner than me!
He soon appeared to forget about stuff often in the middle of a sentence, this tragedy had knocked the juice out of his brain, it was still frozen, so I hedged my bets, and figured while he still lucid, while he still sane, I better get as much info about the ship as possible?

I pulled out a map, I found of the ship, and discussed it as best I could with him about where things like food, weapons, portable generators, and, and food pantries where located.
He showed me on the map where the gasoline tanks were located. I wrote down the locations of the stuff, he told me about, and told not to worry everything will be ok! Which of course was one big ass lie! The world was dead outside!
I am going to need the ship's keys for safe keeping and for other safety reasons, so they don't get lost. We're gone do a lot of climbing to get you out of here, I don't want you to lose anything. The dick head, believed me, and I knew what I had to do.

He was getting worse by the minute. I told him to try to relax, he was just having panic attacks! I told him, they only make things in your mind, seem worse than what they are, and they will pass and he will feel better soon.

Are you a doctor? You look a little weird but you got a nice smile! Are you a doctor?

When I need to be, I replied smiling.

The guy started shaking and mumbling something, then he started again, he was loosing it fast. He started crying again, and thanking me and carrying on, I don't even know if half the time he understood me, but the main thing is I got the map and info!
He got up, fell unto his knees and put out his arms to me and yelled, Holy Mary Mother of God, some, somebody heard me, Thank God!

One thing was for sure, we needed to get this boy out into some fresh warm air, and fast less, he just collapses, and dies and or go bonkers crazy, and go bye, bye!
He closed his eyes and kept thanking us for coming. It sounded like a broken record all ready!

Holy Mary Mother, Holy Mother, Oh, yes, yes than thank you! Dear God, some, somebody heard me, Thank God! I am, Di Adronikos, the Captain, help me please, please, I am freezing, thank God somebody, somebody came. I thought it was allover for me, thank god, OMG!

Well, the boy, went on ranting, but then, got serious for a moment, and told us a little more, about what occurred.
Turns out, he doesn't remember taking the elevator down to the lower deck, or why he went into that freezer,
but, he said, the walls and beams of the freezer box, down there caved in, but, somehow he survived.

But, he said, I got myself trapped inside, some guys with me, they got crushed, when the ceiling caved.
They're dead, cause part of the freezer, it collapsed in on them.

So, he kept on talking and was paranoid. He looked at the floor, then in my eyes, then he turned around fast to see if someone was behind him. Then he began scratching his head real hard, like he was trying to figure something out! He was getting jumpy.
He smiled, crazy and I told him, everything was gone be OK!
I was smiling as I tried to calm the man down!
He was the Captain of MV MARINA, all right, but he was Captain nuts mostly, right now!
His main concern was to get himself together, and warm his body back up, and get him out of here, which I promised I would do, but I said, I wanted him to rest up a bit, to stay here with Jonathan while I took another look around, since I was down here already. I wanted to make, a quick search to see what else I could find! I'll be back! Jonathan, ever the dubious one, exclaimed fearfully, you will be back, won't you? What did you say? What did you say to me? Jonathan choked up, realizing he was out of line, and said you are coming back, Boss?

Hi! It's me Madcow Sammy , Oh, oh wow, that's wow, OMG. So crazy this guy! This stuff is unbelievable! Wow, that boat, I don't think its a good idea to be in there!
And that Captain, He is bugging! Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Boy! " Anyway, Got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga! Oh cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!
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   Master of Air, Light, Water, Sight, Creator of " Mandelbox and Flying Lights and The Mandelbox in water"

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Today we like to honor this Artist : BuddhI = Krzysztof Marczak creator of the 3D Mandelbulber application program : Magician Programmer

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films 1: " Mandelbox and Flying Lights "

FRACTOLOGIC FRACTAL FORUM FILM REVIEW :

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   TABLE OF CONTENTS

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Warning : some dialogue scenes contain graphic descriptions, that may be inappropriate to expose to young children and the emotionally fragile.

1 FRACTOLOGIC FRACTAL FORUM FILM REVIEW : The intro to the analysis of the works of the buddhi Movie / films 1: Intro film entitled " Mandelbox and Flying Lights " : PLOT COMPOSITION : BRIIEF DESCRIPTION
2 PRODUCT : ENDORSEMENT
3 [ " Mandelbox and Flying Lights " ] BREAK DOWNS
4 [ 4A & 4B ] Here we are going to offer our interpretations, based on the altered states concepts of the films, in the sense of adding proxy characters intermixed with a story line concepts expanding the lens of elasticity abstracticity : An abstraction bifurcated in two interpretive analysis analogies constructs !
[ 4A ] A boxing analogy feature representing the inherent combative nature the lights secretly have!
[ 4B ] A Intermind Weavers play, The Flying White Lights Chronicles Chapter Act 1 Domicko's Strange Change
The Flying White Lights Chronicles
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interpreting fictitious characters living in the Fractal World in the Buddhi movies, that live, love, and die! Chapter 1
5 Tributes parts : Fractalverbalicityempowerments. For Magician Programmers only
6 FRACTOLOGIC FRACTAL FORUM FILM REVIEW : Intro film entitled " Mandelbox In The Water "

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rendered and created by Master Buddhi in the year 2011 on Earth!

7 BRAKE DOWN : Version [ 1 ] composed for [ first ] for the benefit of Master Buddhi and current Architectologist Fractologist, with keen observableatorial acumen.
8 BRAKE DOWN : Version [ 2 ] composed for [ second ] for the benefit of the Master Buddhi , his followers and the General public.
9 Tribute part : Song intentional compiled in a Interstalyricmusicality Lyric construct : To be sung onto or dubbed on top of said, music The Master Buddhi placed onto video clip, entitled [ " Mandelbox In The Water. " [ Music credits : Facilitated by Miami Night garth Johnson and Justin Johnson, ]

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[ 4 A & B ]

Here we are going to offer our interpretations based of the altered concepts of the films, in the sense of concepts elasticity : A abstraction in two interpretive analysis analogies!
[ 4A ] A boxing analogy feature representing the combative nature the light have!
[ 4B ] A play interpreting fictitious characters living in the fractal world in the movie, that live, love, and die!

WE BEGIN IMMEDIATELY :
[ 4 A ] A boxing analogy feature representing the combative nature the lights have!

ANALOGY MOVIE CONSTRUCT :

Analogy Movie Construct : What we are going to do, is use an boxing fight idea construct, using a theme plot to bring more life to the buddhi project, hopefully enhancing the pictorial inner life that the lights possess concept wise, in a visual lights mode experience! Thus, we use an old fight clip to represent abstractly the feisty victoriolic spirit force, eminating out of the two " Flying Lights " in the movie! Analogy Movies is an influential philosophical tradition use frequently in the future where early practitioners’ lay claims to profound powers within the realms of hypnotism, life altering upcoming dualities, realities, rooted to the past but, brought into the future! Hope you savor it as much as we did!

lt's an abstract idea in icons made real :

THE LIGHT BULB FIGHTERS FIGHT BUT IN THE MANDELBOX MOVIE, THEY HERE ARE PORTRAYED IN SLOW MOTION,
Here you see real fighters and what it is like to fight in real time! Cool! Space sweet neat! Who are two bad awesome fractal wrestlers that exhibit domain specific skill sets with finesse back in time, and at the same time, then come will they back in another time to compare the agility of the two light bulbs dancing. Whereas to us mentally, the bulbs reincarnated into two human wrestlers, the film starring fractal fighter Matsudo and fractal fighter D. Renolds go through their paces as aces! The concept here, is the that fighters represent the light bulbs: The light bulbs, they are seemly alive and happily jockeying for position to shine their flashlight before us, so we can witness their fractals majesty !
The Referee is you!
You check them out, They're equal in daring, prepared standing, worthy bright light adversaries in another parallel universe world, that varies, see fractology on different levels, deep in the minds of men! Master Buddhi decided to let the Light Bulbs play such an important role! The light bulbs fighters are important, so important they in effect become actors in the movie helping to tell the totality of the globally investigative nature of his movie construct!
Great work Master Buddhi, WE LOVE IT! Analogy in fractocality movies sooo cool!

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[ 4 B ]

A play interpreting fictitious characters living in the fractal world in the movie, that live, love, and die!

TRIBUTES part -1

Tribute part 1 A play

The play, briefly is a provocative ground braking far flung fractal spectacle, where the action centers around a million manned space colony of slaves, belonging to the fracto locality , city of King God, Jumpalassy and one slave's personal struggle to set the stage for human rights, which is against the King Gods laws, and the families repulsion of their sons behavior, turning it in to a contest of a doting daddy to a daddy killer, to love is always better, the second time around!
The theatrical cast-mates in the epic series play the roles of the son [ domicko , the son ] the father [ Mefrabadori, ] and Domicko first girl friend, [ Lusvitinausi, ] and the female lead [ Destiny Sunlight ] playing the lighted one, and the secret one offers up emotional moments, triggering a roller coaster ride of explosive circumspection!

Note to pedagogue : parental warning, be advised : male nudity and inappropriate language.

PRETEXTURALITY : Intro :
Inspirer by the works of the BuddhI = Krzysztof Marczak creator of the Mandelbox and Flying Lights

   The Flying White Lights Chronicles

   Chapter Act 1
   Domicko's Strange Change

Our story humbly opens supposedly , in 20000 in the dark forbidden underworld hemisphere between real and unreal surreal. It is tuesday evening ,the sun is setting, almost six o'clock! In Tikmemiosix, a small impoverish humble hamlet town in a fracto locality, populated by the low level slaves and carpenters of the king. Their day shift done they retire only to restart anew in the morning. The composition of the outer space colony is sixty two percent robots and mechs and thirty eight million humans. The robotic populations, they do the heavy work for the millions of humans whose job it is artistically carve the decorations out of the stones, that make up the walls of edifices! In the eyes of the GOD King Jumpalassy, they are mere creatures of little worth, and all expendable and he treats them as such, no more no less. Workers Rights ? Human rights? What human rights, the only right you as a human slave has is the right to live as long as the king says so, no more no less! These men and women, beasts and machines work their whole lives building the palace for the God King, The mighty exulted one King Jumpalassy the twelfth. The living GOD!
The landscapes here are truly astonishingly beautiful in scope, with an abundance of thick forests, and wide brite blue skies, stretching from horizon to horizon, that are truly breath taking!
The town of Tikmemiosix, has existed here on the high lush green forested slopes of Dasdanhity, for more than nine hundred years, since well before the beginning of Trodtic revolution! When the Kings barbaric hordes, rolled over and conquers these beautiful lands and destroying its commerce and people. It's here where the revered warrior,' Macaw Siuxloikgus,' was born and died, trying to defend this planet!
North, off in the back washed swamps, upland mountains is Jumpuugyak, the Sentinel bastion, look out scanning stations, overseeing the thousands of hamlets and camps in the valley, where the kings slaves live!
We eavesdrop, listening, trying to discern the rumors, whirling within the communal shack, of the group of slave workers responsible for the work and construction of the 120th floor of the wall carvings on the palace of god king Jumpalassy, excellency, the twelfth royal ascendant to the throne in jurisdiction over half of this section of the universe call, Vaikusma. The Royal Quadrant of GOD, it is he The great God King, and these all living beings are his slaves.
Tonight we go inside, and intrude, listen and observe raw nerves of an angry father called, Mefrabadori, against his tall lanky son, named Domicko Mefrabadori. And, in this world the culture is that these norms, its more than normal to have large families, and tonight when we peek inside, we see the family members aren't just upset, they are all furious! No, better we rephrase that : not just furious, they all are violently angry, at the middle brother Domicko. For he, it seems wants to break the law. A set of laws which is predicated by none other than, The King God Jumpalassy, himself. And Domicko wants to break the law, and try to establish human rights, and freedom even though he knows, to do so will have his whole family down to the tiniest babies executed, so the family, mom, pop, sisters of which there six, and brothers of which there are nine, they feel justifiably perturbed and violently against him.
We enter now unseen, we see him, he's young guy, wide eyed, handsome with big bushy hair, flapping down his strongly built shouldered, made that way from the heavy carpentry work he has to do to survive! His face is blessed with large long crescent black eyebrows under which pure honest innocent black eyes stare out at a cruel world, looking for a justice in a time that justice does not exist. What a twist?
We hear loud voices angry violent speeches unleashed, wrinkles creased, frowned upon, stirs around dirty looks abound, why? Pray tell edict from hell?
It has been decided by his father, Domicko the boy must be put to death and put to death now!

We are observers as the scene opens unfolding in time counts stats 0:00 along with a barely audible singer singing in the background about a love to be saved, its a symbolic sound trisecting low signatures softly in the background mysteriously at 0:00 in action at the count of 5, 4 , 3, 2, 1 we start :

SCENE :
Cast of Characters : The theatrical actors cast, playing the roles are the son of the father named :
[ Domicko , the son, a good looking 22 year,old strapping muscular fellow with lots of bushy hair down his back wears white tee and dark raggedy jeans with carpenters leather belts and a mahoga shiny multi bands on both of his arms ] The father :
[ Mefrabadori, late fifties, heavy set, black mold visible in his left top forehead, strong jawed, lots long silver grey floppy hair,walks with a crutch,to help him balance him self, cause his left leg is missing below the knee, wear a monobicaniocal leg brace structure, wears tunic with rice colored parallel lines that go from left to right. ]
The mother called :
[ CassiaCassia. a mini-vanned sized personage, with becatse n.y. styled pouched hair, a tis pelt silk black scarf, tied around her mid section, and one red another one around her neck, wears one lone feather in her ears, and no lipstick ]
Girl friend of Domicko:
[ Lusvitinausi, 18 year old, trim big bodied, beautiful strong proud presence girl : wears street laced silver on silver colored gown short in front, with a flowing braided main in the back and upon her head a kind of feather material unknown, her two ears adorned with white feathers and sea shells of pearl like shiny buttons that swing in the air when she moves, loud of voice, several metal gadgets dangling on strings suspended from her black belt ]
And the second female lead played by :
( SECRET ONE IN THE BALL OF LIGHT ) named
[ Destiny Sunlight, a 19 year old girl, dark shiny skinned lovely, tight red lipped full cheeked beauty, with dark green piercing eyes, hair white died, tied in an oversized bun on top, and very articulate of speech, and quick witted , wears a split piece ensemble of silver to silk white over sized flowing finessed gowned, her name is to be Destiny Sunlight ] playing the lighted one, and, The Secret One.
[ Hors, is one of Mefrabadori, his sons named hors, a dork ]
[ Mars, is one of Mefrabadori sons called mars, a weed wackier ]
[ Goody, is one of Mefrabadori daughters, and is Domickos little sister, who he loves the most, and is always beautiful, and a brown nosier and a half ]
[ Simonuwi, is one of the sons of Mefrabadori, his teenage dorky son, ]
[ Hientimopli, is another son of Mefrabadori. ]
[ Robot sentinel, of the God King 1 ]
[ Robot sentinel, of the God King 2 ]

SETTING :

Inside a fracto locality, in a the town of Tikmemiosix, in the living room area belonging to the father Mefrabadori, it's a comfortably attired place a bit untidily arranged with scattered things here and there, long Bagachy styled walled home with Issuma, strewn about the home we see it with the home furnishings, benches, tables, beautiful elaborate tapestries bedeck the walls of portraits of the God King Jumpalassy, and modest furnishing, couches poorly made of blue and white Bupoll-diatari skins, while abundant decorative ornamental bodies hang in alignments dangling from the large old raggedy horizontal rafters, of the living room space, which measures approximately, 18 feet wide, and 31 feet long. A small Bosontina, metal shiny decorative candle lantern, burns lighting the the doorway!

TIME :

Late summer : in the year 20000, it is around six o'clock, the sun sets!
and Domicko's first girl friend is traveling to his home. The home is alight with arguing parties, disputes, where we find the family fighting. They aim to kill the son called Domicko, the black sheep of the family who refused to be a good slave for the king, thus jeopardizing the whole, families survival. They struggle to grab him and place him on the kitchen table where they plan to castrate and kill him finally!

Scene :

Scene opens : Action : We see a long large communal living room space, clustered , in the center of which, people, 15 of them which compose the family, the mother, Cassia, and the father Mefrabadori are present, and their offspring! All in squabbling in a un-presented display, of acrimony, reaching levels vileness, despite the anger in the air the father has the presence of mind, to ask one of his sons named hors, if any police robots are near, to which hors replies no, they're in the center, meaning a store approximately two blocks away, then the father asks another son, if he disabled the spy camera system in the house along with the audio, to which the son called mars, replies yes! In the big long, room theres three large lights shining down on the large family, all are present and fighting with their 22 year old young brother, named Domicko : Big fight chaos reigns. . . lots of yelling and women screaming.

BRAKE DOWN

[ Time in to scene at 0:00 ]
Cast of characters yell out together as they struggle to put down the son Domicko, Chaos reigns and their voices over lapped in disgusted anger : as we hear them yell :

   CAST OF FAMILY MEMBERS CHARACTERS

Has got him? Who me, no! No! Get him, get him! I hate your slimy, GUTS! Blast futile to try escape ass! you shut the hell up! No, you shut your face!
No, you, fool! Up yours!Shut the hell up! Tors, grab his arm. Sister may yo, Ow.

   MEFRABADORI
( Pushes some of his kids away. but at the same time turns concerned, looks at his son Hors and asks, )
Hors, no police sentinels near?


   HORS
The coast is clear, papa, I didn't see none!

   CAST OF FAMILY MEMBERS CHARACTERS

( they yell and scream out over lapping one another's speech ! )

Ow,www you, dam you, hurting, shit, Susie, back away! Stop get away, Shut the ,you kids get back against the wall, this no place for you do you hear, Ow, Help, shut up fool, BeBe, NOoo, no dag, What?

   CAST OF FAMILY MEMBERS CHARACTERS

( they yell and scream out over lapping one another's speech ! )

No PAPA! Randy hold his legs dammit, Filthy, faith stop this madness,

   MEFRABADORI
Mar, cut cams and sound?

   MARS
   ( Struggles with his older brother, twist around when he can, and answers his father question )

Yes, yes papa, I did, I cut them, I cut them both the cam and audio papa! I'll connect them back afterward!

   CAST OF FAMILY MEMBERS CHARACTERS
( they yell and scream out over lapping one another's speech ! )

Momma, stay back! Sorry my brother you are danger to us all! ow, shut ,no, what the six, Shut off ? Filth, you, you not, thats what you say, What madness, is this ,have you all gone mad? Move aside woman, Has got him? Blast futile to try escape ass! Shut the hell up! grab his arm. Sister may yo, Ow. Owww you, dam you, hurting, shit, stop get away, Son of bitch, I never, What? No dag! What? Randy hold his legs dammit, faith stop this madness, Sorry my brother you are danger to us all! Not going any F place, bastard! Get him, get, get him! Whats the matter with you? Crazy stupids! Ow, ow, my finger, you bastard! Stepped on my toe, you jerk! Hold still,
Hold him still.
Hell, what, you think you doing fool? Hell no, I will rip his groin out my dam self from his, Hold him still I said, still. awesome dude! No, you are freaking awesome dude! Not going any F place, bastard! Help, ahhh Odin do pull! Go away Leave, I don't gotta. Me, no too! You do!
[ with a barely audible singer singing in the background, background subroutine singer sings ,music score playing]
bad badddd destiny, is me baby, baby, baby you saved me love, my loveeeeee !
[ time in to scene at 4:02 ]

   DOMICKO

Mother help, help me,

   CASIACASIA

What you ask me to save to you? Help, bitch. No!
[ background subroutine singer sings ,music score playing]
bad badddd destiny, is me baby, baby, baby you saved me love, my loveeeeee !
[ time in to scene at 6:02 ]

   DOMICKO

Mother help, help me, please!

   CASIACASIA

What you ask me to save to you Again deaf be you? Help, bitch NO,NO, and no. And i mean it , no, N O !

   CAST OF FAMILY MEMBERS CHARACTERS

( they yell and scream out over lapping one another's speech ! )

No, must hold, get him! Yaaaaaa no, grab the sun of a bitch!
[ background subroutine singer sings ,music score playing]
[ time in to scene at 7:04 ]

   DOMICKO
   ( Domicko yells out to his mother : )

Mother help, help me!

   CASIACASIA

   ( She the family patriarch barks back with distain coldly : )

You ask it of me, to save you again mad you be, HOW dare you? Blac vomit face bovisic devil, up yours FILTH!

   CAST OF FAMILY MEMBERS CHARACTERS

( The older and younger brothers, sisters jump upon him to drag him down : they speak and yell out at the same time a mixture of yells commands and screaming )

Doom jas jack,help, hold him. Owwww ah F. FIS, TAC, no noooo,ow get back , match it, ugh ,see, wha down , look, dan , say Ow, doom, shut the , look out! Rope, take, take it! Hold him still, so I can tie him down mars!
Get, get him pull up, Ok there. Pull! Throw him up, Pull! Throw him up I said! God admit, what the f you gots, What? bovisic scxum! You got to be crazy! Ow, helpppp!

[ time in to scene at 13:08 ]

   CAST OF FAMILY MEMBERS CHARACTERS

( Now the spectrum of the family struggles him down to the floor, then up upon the living room big table : they speak and yell out at the same time a mixture of yells commands and screaming )

On to it! How? He keeps fighting us, Hell all together,OK Right, you may be a strong one, Domicko , but stronger than all of us you are not my brother said another! Ow he bit me! You are dead, YOU stupid jackass fool, fool, you brought it on your self. God, you must admit your fault awesome dudes! All of you, can't you see this is lunacy? Hold him steady at the ready. Go father Kill him, Go father Kill him goddam hell ! Father, DO IT DONE IT NOW!

   MEFRABADORI

   ( Scows angrily, menacingly and the father angrily screams at the top of his lungs : )

Dis own you I will, if you don't stop this filthy obscene swill! If you want me want to shiver, call your self a champion, show some action , Learn to grow up, behave like a good slave!

   DOMICKO
   ( Domicko yells out to his father his eyes rolling around. )

No never father, never yell I to father mine, me say I Domicko!
Gone cut me, then Goddam it do I dare you! Be done with me father!

   MEFRABADORI

( is being held onto by one of his baby daughters. He brushes his long white hair out of his eyes, and stares down glaring at his son , you feel the anger, you could feel the madness over powering him as he shakes like cold blooded cobra. He grimaces, his hand twitches forming the claw of the beast! He hungers for the kill! Now, and you can see it )

Got you hold him there, that mother,yes , yes, Get it, get me the goddam butcher knife, now !
[ background subroutine singer sings ,music score playing]

[ time in to scene at 20:40 ] I am, I am going to cut off your groin, loin, your raison, goddam it , gone!
Then, will I slice your belly open, like the filthy pig young are goddam you, unfit twit!
Is it, he cries, this filthy son of mine, Oh, I, I can't live like the other slaves! Oh no, not me, oh noooo, yells the out sarcastically I baring a twisted grin of one insulted by my son, seeking revenge justifiable, am not I mortal?

   MEFRABADORI

( He yells out tormentedly, to the family, and turns around , turning his back to his son and scans the eyes, yes, of each one of his children that he spermed, in his family circle. He, is red with anger, his deep voice furious, he yells out scornful at his offspring and family surrounding him)

Did you, I say, did you hear what domicko said? Did you, he's claims falsely, he's, he's got a brain! He says He's got a dam brain, like as if, as if, we, you and I, we don't! He says, what? He says wants to be free, he says, asshold you want to get us all killed? With talk like that, If the Kings men only knew , we'd all be dead meat, you [BLEEPING ] freak!
He to me says, Yes, No I mean, this I mean that, who, the hell cares what you have to say, What you mean? Roars I!
Make my self perfectly clear! No faith in you, more not, I lot? I just want you deader than dead, fool, I don't want to listen to you drool! What? You vile obscene ass, you white black white cockroach child I bore. I regret. Do you hear, I regret, you're birth in church! Live filth! Young jackass, Destitute of conscience; More than a snake in the grasses ass, villainous or vile full of guile? unscrupulous this and that out of pus
wicked, pus vicious child of mine I will, I will kill? You bet ya! You, you Perverse filled putrid son of a gun!,

   CAST OF FAMILY MEMBERS CHARACTERS

( Domickos older sister leans over and hits him in the face with a broom handle, pow pow, his older sister, faith nows reaches out with they other hand clenched like a animals claw scratches him across his chest, and beats him in the center of his stomach, blood seeps out running red down his bare skin belly on to the floor!
To, then left of him a younger sister, starts in slapping him then punches him with her bare knuckled fists in across his eyes, while another sister jabs him in the stomach with the tip of a hair comb angrily, His father watches him, Knife in hand, raising it up, raising it up, very slowly as the family punches him, ripping his clothes off, )

   MEFRABADORI
( and swings the knife menacing as if to cut his groin off, before they can remove the boys trousers! And yells mightily )

Take off his goddam trousers, pull them down! PULL it Off! This, this is the end of you Domicko!

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   The Flying White Lights Chronicles

   Chapter Act 2
   Domicko's Strange Change

   MEFRABADORI

( His eyes wide open staring at him angrily, full of rage and hate, late gaul raw emotion, seen in him boldly, primal reality in his manner notching his big teeth together like an animal, squinting his black eyes, raising upwards, raising the knife ever so slowly! As he speaks to his son, he moves his body exaggeratedly and screams at him and roars )
[ background subroutine singer sings ,music score playing]

[ time in to scene at 26:05 ]

Son o mine pine, Being nefarious, yes, this be you too!
Dishonor to us your family who once loved you, who once loved you as a son, traitor you are to us, infamously Evil, will evil, evil die, yes most certainly! I to you spit on you!

   GOODY

   ( Goody is one of Mefrabadori daughters and Domickos favorite little sister, who he loves most and is always beautiful!

His little sister who is always beautiful, turns ugly tonight, as sin takes over her innocence, over her smile, over her everything, over which turns to a evil, her smile to a grimace, her eyes turn from blue to black with a evil glow of red smack, her face redding as the heaven in her disappearing!
She beats him repeatedly, in the head with her shoe, enjoying it, blood runs down into his eyes )

   DOMICKO
   ( Domicko yells out to his father his eyes rolling around. )

Stoppppp HELP ME FATHER FOR I have sinned not?

   MEFRABADORI
( His father, reacts, his face twists and stretches as he grabs his manly grouch, as he yells back loudly:)

I don't give dam I care not, Why should I, kiss this?

   DOMICKO
   ( Domicko yells out back at him )

Listen dam you , old , old tree respectfully, born we were into slavery, yes, I knows, working since birth on this, this pretty hell hole : This City for the self proclaimed God, God of Gods, King of this galaxy, King Jumpalassy, but he doesn't care about us, nor me, nor you honestly! None of you fools! Your life is a lie! Our life is a lie! I will not live a lie! I prefer to die,

( Yells out Domicko to his whole family, wrestling holding him down firmly on the table in the center of the room like duck tape to wood! He shakes his head, sweat mixes with his blood drips and sprays away, as he glares out at them looking at this one than that one as he yells out madly: )

The price, the price I say, would be death, to not live a lie, I pay it with honor! At lease, my father, I will in my crave lay in peace knowing I am right! Died right not wrong!

   CASIACASIA

   ( His mother trembling listening in horror, covering her eyes ,crying profusely out to him shockingly ,She barks back with coldly : )

Even though you are born as slave like us, my son, thous have'ith better then most!

   DOMICKO
   ( Domicko yells out back at her, staring at her in disbelief! and answers her directly and asks his family. )

Mother mine, Have I my mother? Are thou crazily soul, my live, my beloved mother! This life? No, no no not so! This life is your life my beloved mother not mine! This is life for you and your beloved fathers before him accepted but accept not me, no, no nooo! But sorry, mother, sorry family beloved mine, no, not for me?

   DOMICKO
( He asks them, he too scans the faces of his family, trying to see if they all have lost their mind, and screams to them, and he asked them, his voice straining contemptuously at them. )

Who are or we, for you, for us, me our family, have we'd not, been working and dying as slaves for these pissy kings for centuries, on this temple rot, for this King fot, but alas I , bad seed be I, of this family? And why?

I have, yes I have an independent mind, mind and my mind alone must be free or die I must be , understand me my mother, oh father!

   MEFRABADORI
   ( His father interrupts. )

Dash crash blasphemy rash gut of pus speak my filthy mouthed son of itch betwixed, son witch not of my family bitched, hell bite you face off the human race!

   DOMICKO
( Domicko stunned, listens, turns his head away from his fathers stare, as if to say something but no words come forth, then, suddenly, he looks back at him, then rolls his eyes in his head, thinking to out loud! )

This can't be happening, this can't be, but first things first it is, I must speak my mind before I Pass. : My father! Wait, dammit, hell wait, let me speak or do you fear the truth? Truth you wish not families ears, you don't want to hear?

   MEFRABADORI

( The father with angst and grit in his voice re-coiling repulsed, at these particular words thrown into his face by Domicko his son, in disgrace before his family spot lighting him, he barks back! )

What replied Speak filth! Know'ith ye these world words be your last ass!

   MEFRABADORI
( Answers the father staring down at his bare body, as he is twirling almost lovingly, the big heavy knife in his hands )

   DOMICKO
( as domicko begins yelling at him! )
Have not I a right to want to live a different life? Yes, No ?

   DOMICKO

( Domicko, gasps, seeming to convulse, his bare body twitches, his head, he raises it up, looks at his father, his eyes angrily staring into his fathers face, he ever so slowly squints his eyes till they just about close. His eyes slices into he father tensely. The tension in the air was so thick you could feel it. You could cut it with a knife. He slowly begins shaking is head left once deliberately, followed by once right, as if indicating with his body movements that this thing his father is doing to him is wrong big time . He shakes his head three times. Then, the look on his face changes. He grimaces, not out of pain, but in raw in inner anger! He bares his teeth like dog at his fathers face, the look, the aspect of another, as if, he is one possessed, then his eyes shift and look at his mother, not pleading anymore, no, but in distain, then his eyes go back at his father eyes, then he seems to regain a inner composure in the mist of this torment and strains to raise his head more and more, the muscles in his neck, and chest and face pronounced, as he burst screaming )

I, yes I son of you, do believe,
( he shakes his head )

I have a right.
( he pauses , a long pause )

I have a right to believe that I in the minute I have of life, left.

I have a right to let you father mind this : know'ith what is mind. It is mind, the right to choose to dream,
Nothing, nor you. Nor your King God, can erase that god given right?
Yes, god, given. No, not your God, God King Jumpalassy, no but another God, I know not, but surely as there a day and there is night, there got to be a better God in sight, Perhaps in death mind. Will I find him, then dammit die I right!
Look, at you in the window of my mind before me. What? Your hand in motion with a knife, your mind in strife!

You.

are not you.

But another!

Have not I a right to think? Yes, no?
Have not I a right to live?
Have not I a right to die? Yes, no?

Then, then this night.

I chose death!

   MEFRABADORI
( The old man, his face haggard, veins popping out, bristles with hatred, upon listening to his sons rants. The father with rage in his heart, and can't bare to hear another word one more, anger, anger in mind and wretched soul unfolds, spits words full of rage and he yells and roars out! )

God dam blasphemy, family not, shut up, dog!
Shut up, Shut up!
Shut rotten smelly stinking flesh, shame to be a slave like your family?

   MEFRABADORI
( he asks squinting his eyes and tilting his head, distortedly and as he bares his teeth like an angry wild animal in a bad state, full of hate, and he rages now wide eyed, as he angrily asked : )

Is this, Is this what, is this what rolls head twist your, dick twist, shame, shame of us, your blood, your goddam family that bore you, then?

   MEFRABADORI
( With that, the old mans color, darker red deepened, he blinked his eyes five times more and stared at him with an evil look that could open the bad book and let death loose! Close his eyes, them gritted his teeth, shook is head, he stood, up into the bright light of hate, his family looking on all around him as his son Domicko lay restrained bare on the table before him! The moment arrived anticipate, then he roared out at his boy. He madly yelled out with a thunderous roar )

Dastard bastard mine, yes, yes, yes but soon you will be nort more! That, take this!
Off castrated french lick, need them you, not more! Hand me, hand me Demand. Demand I a bigger butcher knife! Use it I? Yes!

( with that the father with evil enthusiasm grimace, as one of the family handed him an even bigger blade. He raised it up high over his head in to the air stopping for a brief moment there )

   LUSVITINAUSI
( as suddenly the startling loud scream of lusvitinausi, Domicko's beautiful girl friend rings out, filling the room, as she was hidden, was listening in the other room, Suddenly all eyes shift looking at her as she suddenly stops in the door way, She lifts up the small decorative lantern with its white candle inside, hung there as symbol to keep out bad demons, she grabs the fire lantern lighting the room and raises it like a symbolic beacon for truth, she looks at the crowds before her in the center of the room, as they in turn and see her as she makes the sign of evil with it, the sign of evil is they mark of the [ BIG X ] She raises the lantern up and down, making a the sign of a big X, with fire lantern.
All eyes are on her, then she replaces it back and hangs it on the wall, and now, continues walking slowing balancing the long shiny purply spear. Now, in this society culture indigenous beliefs, are similar to the Yemen society in so far as that men, often carry a tiny knife on the belts, so here, the male family members pull out their daggers in reaction to her actions, the father has turned around still suspending the mighty big butcher knife high in the air, looks on.
Lusvitinausi, moves slowly like the personification of mother death!
Her long silver blond hair standing on end making her appearance be like a white witch affixed from another surreal dimension : her leery red lips while most beautiful , part betwixed ajar, as if from it an invisible ghost of another world was purring forth from it, unseen, and unknown penetrating the room! Anger in her blue eyes star, breathing heavily trembling in anger. She zombie like, walks in balancing, straight with a long sharp spear and points it towards the weavers rod, at Mefrabadori, the father and her intent, is she is destined to stick it through him, one way or another. She knows she is enamored with Domicko but, that is to be set aside, and she must concentrate on the moment to l kill the father, who is the instigator of this tragedy which is a work in progress! What will happen, will happen fearless she be! She's, aware she has attention of all eyes here in this big room, she conjures up and feels the inner strength in her, gathers up unreal will power and walks in as if some kind of angel of death. She knows this the moment of life and death, she yells out angrily to him. )

Stoppppppppppppppppppppp!
Stop Stop rot, pounding wildly, triages no anger ages in mind brings this family behavior, distinct from the beast of the jungles wild no none, yousth'th are all OCD, flagitious lame both youth uncouth delinquent or felonious , buffer brained, you wish upon your brother maim, maim him and sick no doc fix you if this be true, Stop!
Stop in the name of Love!

   Will this be the dramatic end of domicko?

   Stay tunes for the next fractal installment!

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   TRIBUTE TO MASTER BUDDHI PART #2

   The Flying White Lights Chronicles

   Chapter Act 3
   Domicko's Strange Change

CAST OF FAMILY MEMBERS CHARACTERS

( Suddenly all eyes shift looking at her, as she moves stoically forward into the bay of the room toward them, her long silver blond hair standing on end appears to be floating as if blown by the winds of doom, fearful, but not intimidated some men slide out sideways, with hidden daggers and hold them at the ready, making this to be one dastardly drama, thats going to get blood serious red!
They look at each other, and back at her, they can see the veneer of anger, in her blue eyes star, breathing heavily, she moves before them, her body consumed, trembling in anger. )

   MEFRABADORI

( Mefrabadori, stands defiant still intentionally holds up the knife as he is thinking : now how he wants to discredit, and shame her, to make her missions thinking faulty, suddenly, in the room, domicko father turns around sideways to her, and looking over his left shoulder at her yells: )

Pussy of rat, Pussy of cat dare you dares'thou evil female coward, does'th come to fall'ith down, at my stink feet, to kiss them? Waist not your time, waste it not, to you crazy woman, I denied the treat! Dee Dare come to me, to my face? You female disgraced, butter cup of lust pus, come, come this to me, to him , to my inner family's inner sanctum, from point by repetitive behaviors , anxiety saviors, or by a combination of such obsessions and to me, my family and I speak'ith fial evil oh no! Does not fowl fowls in bed? But outside too? True? With you, and him? Do you know what the Cockroach theory is, kill the mother and the father, less they multiply, and apply this theory today, tonight, night will I! Thous eater of fiad vile vial of fowl! This will not pass bark!

   LISVITINAUSI

( The young testy woman, Lusvitinausi, reacts by gripping, more intensely, the long spear weapon, bracing it straighter, firmer, while her eyes, her eyes light up, as she replies back at him with utter distaste : )

Less, north no man in beast face fast, co joined with the devils kiss in mist of lusts anger twist perpetrate thous my mans gate, hold him dishonestly, fault not him but thee, fool of the fool you, mo be day this, bark and dis me this bark!

   MEFRABADORI

Bark tooth less bitch!

   LUSVITINAUSI

Bark, not born baby words full o rings out, filling the room Process completed something have you not a length, with no width of brian to think?

   MEFRABADORI

Astronomy with the observance tells us a sucker is born every second, easy to spot them just look at you, bitch!

   LUSVITINAUSI

Easy to spot, is you, you, why don't you put down that knife, you look foolish!

   MEFRABADORI

NO!

   LUSVITINAUSI

Easy does it, elder man, easy! Tempers, art for nort. Look you spoke, on astronomy, astronomy teaches that a shooting star, crosses the heaven, now and then leaving a white trail, any thing hot leaves a trail of white hot anger, but it too will cool down eventually, and when it does, cooler heads will prevail, so to you should cool down, this posture you take, can best be served with calmed down dialogue, and the outcome, a compromise benefiting to everyone, both my heart Domicko, you and I, what say you, what say you my sir?

   MEFRABADORI

( The father, Mefrabadori, takes as an offense, this lecturing to him by this female child wearing a dress, as an insult. He makes the decision to let his manly pride rule instead of the common sense he was born with, and it is he, who is supposed to be wise, but it is held in disguise, and now dishonestly, proceeds to ignore the hidden meaning of salvation in her words, to resolve this differences of opinion, peacefully! She spoke clear, but he refused to hear! He had his chance, and now, the fates rule with a brain insane! All things, all, now will lead to a very bad end, with much tears, much blood, much pain again! Let us begin! He angrily replies with renewed levels of anger in his black eyes, his long white silver glowing hair falling in over his face as he spun around twice quickly in the same spot in space, stops, looks at her in her eyes, standing there a few feet from him, with the pointy weavers rod, spear pointed at his chest : )

Let us begin! Bark as I right, acid combust child out of sight who she lust, will I, My house, not yours, swill of domic hand, thou'erronious interpretations, second temple period, stand! But, hell no! Shall work not on me, flirt jerk! Not on me, fool, not on me! Observance of the laws of our God, King Jumpalassy, God of Gods , who decreed, work live good dogs of my earth. And, when I, when you alast die, we who have obeyed his law, will be allowed to go to his paradise, inside set forth in his palace free, this what we , you and all good citizens of the king believe in he, except, my boy, who I believe , it is you ugly contaminated his pure mind with your foul ideas who this night I,

( The father pauses, as he angrily raises up his hand still further in the air, and exaggeratedly clenches his fist around the knife handle, shaking it, to emphasize his speech as he yells angrily insanely. )

I, I will gut cut off his french lick! And let him bleed! Let him bleed bleed ,this night, let him bleed, until he is dead!

   MUSIC

( The music, melodramatic starts in now in ernest, implying high tension and impending sounds something like this : doom dan, dan, dan, dand doom. )

   LUSVITINAUSI

( DOMICKO'S girl friend Lusvitinausi, her eyes glow incensed, with eyes anger white, then, astoundingly, she, even though she is under extreme stress, she is a thinking machine, she exhibits cogent reasoning skills, rethinks her exterior behavior to fool her adversary, she realizes she cannot reason with a mad man, and this night, will be her last. But he who is about to kill her love, must die also too. She has a plan, and calms her self, and under goes a transformation in mannerism, and takes a deep breath, thinks cooly, for this is the moment of death, and she must succeed, she disciplines her mind, and her body and she pretends momentarily to be procrastinating, she changes her mode cunningly displaying on her face, not anger, oh no, but a nice look, accompanied by her perkiest of wonderful smiles, which she musters up just for this occasion, hiding her intent that she is about to say something to try to relax, him, disarm, him mentally. After which she will run and kill him dead! This she will do, because she's about to launch at him with the spear through the mouth, she asks suddenly in a slow calculated soft gentile voice cadence as she inches closer, inches closer then, gently speaks to him with many pauses as she approaches )

" Er, um, um, oh dear,

( Mefrabadori, is mentally stunned by the change in her voice from from voltalic to farm girl sweet. He tries to figure out, what the hell is she thinking, he stands fast, strong as ever, but now, but now, starts to think, how should he act when she throws the spear, will she throw it? Or will she run and run him through with it? It's a conundrum, he as a worried devil, better figure out in split seconds , he blinks to wet his pupils, raises his eyebrows once as she speaks a little more. )

   LUSVITINAUSI

future, future Father in-law,

( Mefrabadori. listens to her disquietly, guesses she must have had practiced as a child, and knows how to throw, the spear, he is not sure, but, he, he tries to contemplate ducking, jumping to the side , to step out of the way, then he will attack her hacking off her head, he raises up his eyebrows still further, and his jaw which up until this point was steely shut, he opens it and lets his jaw hang loose. )

   LUSVITINAUSI

future father in-law mine, father Mefrabadori,

( Mefrabadori, can't help but strain his ears, mind, soul, trying to see in the future, how this will play out, he lowers the knife finally taking a defensive posture with it, it is now his only defense against certain death, his jaw is wide open now, his eyes no longer squinting but wide open , tools he now uses to read every clue of physical movement, of this girl killer, as the hour of truth ticks ever closer, he twitches his big nose, to the left, right, as he can be plainly seen sweating worried lines, around his fore head and temples as he sees the girl, as she inches closer and closer and says. )

   LUSVITINAUSI

don't take this,
don't take this, the wrong way,

   LUSVITINAUSI

( Looks beautiful, looks cool as a cucumber, She is able and Shrewd, and has an alternating premise! She, secretly, is about to deploy a ploy to trick him, while looking at him, she faints that there is somebody else in the room behind him, that another person is their on his left side there to attack him , she looks to her right quickly shakes her head to acknowledge the imaginary person to fool him. And moves her lips, put no words are spoken. But she seems to be telling an imaginary person to throw it at him, then her eyes return squarely fixed on Mefrabadori eyes. )

   MEFRABADORI

( Mefrabadori, who wasn't born yesterday was just watching out for such a trick, if such a person existed his family would surely kill him and at least warn him ! )

   CAMERA

( The camera zooms in on his face filling the screen, we see him wide eyed, sweating bullets )

   MEFRABADORI

( Mefrabadori, sees the girl looks to her right, thinks he reads her lips and thinks he hears her talk, to somebody telling that person to throw it, implying that it be another spear, or something, so, Mefrabadori does the amazing feat only a god could do, of keeping one of his eyes, the right one stays focused looking straight at the girls eyes, while the other eye , his left eye goes looking to his left looking around in his head, to find if it is true, can, there be an imaginary soul, he thinks she might be talking to, but cunning as death, with split second accuracy, he throws the kicky wicky butcher knife at her forehead, and it whistles as it rotates bullet fast through the air at her. )

   LUSVITINAUSI

( But , luckily for her she sees it, ducks, it cuts a hole through her hair, the cut thin white strands fly every where. She straighteners back up and attacks, in a fast jabbing run asking angrily )

But You and what army?"

( Mefrabadori now, scared opens his mouth wide as she lounges at him in full attack mode, the tension in the air so tense with electricity, the glasses in the hall vibrate and crack, splinters fly through the air, at the sound of the attack )

   LUSVITINAUSI

( Lusvitinausi, runs at him, after barking that, she quick as lightening runs pointing the spear of truth into his mouth! )

   SIMONUWI

( when but alas Simonuwi, his teenage dorky son, he sees this, he instantly sprints forth slides out on to the floor like a baseball player stealing a base, pushes out his agile legs tripping her over as she runs, )

   HIENTIMOPI

( as Hientimopli, another son that was before, holding Domicko down, jumps upon her back with multiple dagger attacks into her, the first plunge of the knife apparently popped her heart, and when he withdrew it, bubbles of red blood, several of them popped out in slow motions spraying the air, one hitting him in the eyes. He raises his hand with the dagger again and plunges it down fatally again, and this time brings it out, more blood drops flying in the air on him on the chair, here there and every where, blood! DOMICKO, is heard screaming out no! The girls body goes in to convulsions. Her back thus bared red, she chokes on the red blood running out of her mouth, uttered )

   LUSVITINAUSI

" OH, no, doom, doom no, domicko I am no more, can't save you , you from death, but if you art, pursue you, even in death, and I promise you as lie dying here choking on my own blood that I shed for you, I will search for you, as one ghost to another, we will be together, nothing will stop my quest, not even death, until then thou art my love, I, I love you, I "

   LUSVITINAUSI

( and with that last utterance said , the beautiful girl laid upon the wood floor face down dead! )

   DOMICKO

NO, NO, NOOOooooo!

   MEFRABADORI

( Now what happens is a double feature, the father Mefrabadori with-Irrational exuberance evility god style run'ith wild, higher than adrenaline, the father jumps, turns back at Domicko, as another daughter hands him yet another giant knife, he raises it up quickly, the butcher knife, and, and then starting in intentional slow motion brings the big heavy sharp edged butcher knife down to slice off his sons groin! )

   DOMICKO

( Domicko watches the silver blade reflectively shining in the light traveling through the air at him, yells out. )

OH GOD, PAPA! PLeaseeee, NO! NO, NO, NOOOooooo!

[ background subroutine singer sings, dramatic synchronized music score playing loudly ]

[ time in to scene at 58:15 ]


   DOMICKO

( Domicko, thinks to himself, they are focusing on the shock of all this madness, they loosen their grip, perhaps, perhaps, I am by, by no means to be counted out, born to be a blue grass dreamer, Domicko, thinks to himself, his adrenalin rushing high, as he uses herculean strength, in an instant, blink of an eye, manages to pull free one hand from those holding him down, thus lose, reaches for the knife as it comes crashing down, catches his father by the wrist just in nick of time, twist it, as it comes down bends it away from his groin and pushes it up, up, and plunges it deep, deep into his fathers heart, Suddenly, Red Blood burst out, blood sprays out, splashes out all of over. The old man, falls backward like a big tall falling tree in the forest boom, dead upon the floor! EVERYONE IS SHOCKED, THEY LOOSEN THEIR GRIP! Domicko, spurts, takes full advantage, of the moment, brakes free, brakes loose and makes a running jump out the open window to freedom! )


   Continuation section : [ 4B ]
   TRIBUTE TO MASTER BUDDHI PART #2

   The Flying White Lights Chronicles

   Chapter Act 4
   Domicko's Strange Change


   CHAPTER ACT 4
   SCENE 4


   DOMICKO
   SCENE 4 DOMICKO ON HAY BALE




[ time in to scene at 1:01:49 ]
( Domicko, luckily falls down, crashes into a large mound of soft hay-bales just under the window, hurting but alive, he lays there for an instant, totally fazed, he looks, his eyes roll, gaining his bearings, his heart pounding wildly, the seconds race forward, backward around, distortions of light, mind boggling crazy sounds of all his family loud screaming voices echoing get him, crashing around loudly in his head, his mind in a state of shock, stunned, unable to breathe, unable to think, unable to believe all whats happening, )

I, Ow, wow, daggit, rot, free but what got? Hurt, burt my dam self, my hair got in my mouth, hell, what the, oh no, a dam lightening bug flew in my eye, Why? But dam it. Bad, I cry? Yes, but I. I am, alive. Free? What did I did do? What do I see? What is this? What is this, my god? Is this a nightmare? No, can't be! Got to flee! Got to flee! GOT to be free!

( Got to be free, thinks he, But what he did, was real, truth is there comes a time in all of our lives when our normal life, turns into a bizarre life, surreal, turns in to living breathing nightmare! A nightmare you can't believe, but, You're force to! If it can happen to him it can happen to you, but killing your father! Oh no, that adds up to the worse of all nightmares, no one wishes for, shattering what we know as reality, replacing it with the id of death lust! It is at this time when fractal kingdoms come, caught in deaths bosom, darkness descends, as we bend broken ready to cry and wish we die! Dead! He closed his eyes, he closed his mind, he open It riddled with fears unkind, as the un-scenic gulch widens surreally. Domicko asks himself point blankly and exclaims yelling out like a madman: )

Goddam, what have I done?

( The seconds tick away, suddenly a black spider jumps on his right cheek , he brushes it off, a tiny prick bite of a mosquito on his left cheek. A bunch of army ants jumps up and craws on his chin, he gets up again, fears sweat pouring off him, he has no time to feel his wounds, he looks back upside down at the window from which he had come. He looks down, and around to see if any body sees him, then he got to his feet in a heart beat, and jumps around to his left, spins around right. Domicko ponders in his mind the woman he had loved and who gave up her life for his, this time, speaking out loud to him self says )

   DOMICKO

Don't cry, Don't cry, die I for you too! Don't cry, for me my love, my dear Lusvitinausi, Don't cry for me bye bye, lost lady, my love! I hurt now, but at last I am free, I no not for how long, but at least when I die, tested, and tasted life I be, I will die free of families stupidity and besides your love, it is that is whats important to me truly! And join you will I shortly, my love, no doubt, but for now I confused, want to escape! Got to flee, The evolution, revolution, in this, my heart it tis only beginning! I will not give up. I will not, till I am dead, and I promise you I won't let that happen. Let it be so said!

   DOMICKO

[ time in to scene at 1:5:32 ]
( He gets off the bales and stumbles almost loosing his balanced several times. His arms flailing around in circles wildly, then suddenly manages to get himself up, he straightens up his posture, begins to run, then, accidentally trips his right foot on a stone, but keeps on and runs on! After about a mile from the house, behind a big tree, he stops to catch his breath. Thinking wildly to him self as he goes. )

I was born, I yes, me! I was born with the fire, the fire in the belly sea. In the dam belly mine!

   ( Pause , long pause }

Is that a crime?

My father, behind times!

My family, tiny minded cowards, cowards sheep minded, but not me.

No, no, I know me. Where I come from, someplace, but not of my father, nor his father, a throwback along the ancient lines of both genes, unknown registraries please, rosettes and of unknown times, but someplace, perhaps hell? Hell, yes, but not here! No, no, no!Dam you!

Got I killer instinct in me, not slavery instinct, and hell come'ith high tides, prefer I rids rides die!

And if, and if it is not in destiny, to be!
Then so be it! If I am unable I, to kill the king. I will kill me, simple!
Life living it, living hurts, There's none alive that does not it hurt! Some times it hurts, instead, but nothing here. Nothing in life for me? Better I go dead! Take a fools way out and kill myself instead, before they come down and do it for me?

[ background subroutine singer sings ,music score playing]
bad badddd destiny, is me baby,baby, baby you saved me love, my loveeeeee !

   DOMICKO
[ time in to scene at 1: 10:32 ]

( Domicko, running thinking to himself, suddenly jumped up over a large ragged tree stump that was sticking up, in the yellow wheat fields, hurling himself over it, like an crazed athlete. And ran yonder to the fields horizon, up and over the slopes into the farm property of another near by,neighbor. Darkness afternoons clouds sweep in, offering cover to him, as he runs hiding in the farm yard and meanders to the back of the farmhouse, behind which he finds the families clothes line, full of drying clothes. He feeling cold, grabs some trousers to replace his rip blood stained clothes, a shirt, and in an instant he dressed. Scared, nervous he gets down and crawls in the darkness between the cows tied in the back yard. Suddenly out of the unseen nowhere, in the darkness, burst forth a loud commanding voice of a robot sentinel, of the God King is heard coming from the other side of the farmhouse.

   ROBOT SENTINEL OF GOD KING 1

( What, happens is first, everything is as normal that night, the moon is in the sky, a few farm animals are in the backyard, lingering around, quiet as a mouse. But, but, life is a ball game, a game we all play knowing or unknowingly. Then when Domicko trespasses, suddenly, suddenly the air comes alive, crackles alive vibrates, as an unseen sentinel becomes visible, capacitated totally with tunnel weightlessness bubble thrusters in the substratal bow. The time and sound activate mechanism, service speeds is in the Zubbasitiprotor range, and inside there it is armed, where a pair of fin sound incompatibility stabilizers standing idle for hours reaches a unspecified secret threshold. Quiet, no more, but now, wakes up suddenly, detects and hears provocative non patterned identified noises, hence then comes alive and actuates, and addresses the intruder trespassing. Automatically, it multi plexus antics, scans the front of the house and sees nothing, but sprays out an arc detection seed, over the farmhouse and it lands in the back of the house and begins. The Robot, this huge sinister looking device begins moving, comes alive seeking to halt any unauthorized intruder! It listens, captures sounds then, turns around and yells )

Stop, this is the God Law Executor, Sentinel, speaking. I demand to know who goes there? Come out of there, this order, by the sentinel of All Mighty God, King Jumpalassy, must be obeyed or you will die!

( The robot, actuates an Anti-Xubutogavitation suspension beam bubble with airborne suspension particulates manifestations, the dispersal in forth dimensional specs immediately, as gravity bubbles, enhancements discombobulates the immediate area, around twenty feet in circumference into weightlessness. And everything that the frequency hits within that parameter, anti gravitates in the darkness unseen by human eyes but clearly visible to the robot. They, start to float upwards in counter clockwise rotation motion, upward towards, the sound of the voice of the sentinel, who stands patiently waiting to see who or what was making noise in the back yard. Everything starts to float out towards it, so it can observe the areas contents. Soon pieces of wood logs, chickens float upside down, birds, three sets of pigs, the cows float outs and up in the air, night worms, little frogs, field mice float out upside down, even a baby night crawler snakes all float about still and silent helplessly)

   DOMICKO

( Domicko, shook, but no undaunted, has heard and seen, and recognized this floating anti gravitational technology tactic, and counters it, he knows if he can stop breathing and hold his breath, and stop breathing this contaminated air inundated by anti gravitational fumes being shot out by the robot, he has a good chance!
He knows that by not breathing it, it would suspend the ingestion of the particulates spray, and he can stop him self from floating in the anti gravitation zone, by pinning him under something heavy like the beams of the house to hold himself down. He quickly, struggles to slide under the house and pins his head and torso under it to prevent himself from rising upwards and floating out in the air where he can be seen by the executor sentinel, thus saving himself from certain capture. But, problem is how long can he hold his breath? Suddenly the sounds of running men, voices of men and women, barking hounds, its them, perhaps eight boisterous angry family members, out for revenge. They have followed Domicko, and his trail is hot. They followed him to the farm house, found the same clothes lines he went to, and found his cast off old bloody trousers, they search for Domicko, and unknowing run straight into the Anti-Xubutogavitation suspension beam bubble.
First to run into the trap is the hunting dog hounds, then several heavily armed brothers, two sisters, and three towns people are taken up washed up into rotating Anti-Xubutogavitation suspension beam helplessly, screaming and shocked, totally taken by this unsuspected surprise )


   CAST OF FAMILY MEMBERS CHARACTERS

( they scream out angrily, daggers, spears in hand, as they unknowingly walk into zone, and begin floating uncontrollable they yell, their voices overlap all mixed up in desperation, the dogs go nuts barking too )

Rouuuuu ow roufff rough roufff roufff what? rough, what ?
Oh shit, rough! help owwww no what the hell is this?

holy hell, whats the,
help help Oh my God! bow wow, rough rouffff!
help, help yaowwwww Rouff Roo!

No, its calvery of end of life, strife, knife caught can't fight, can't fought what who, spooky shit this? YAAaaa!

Destroy, place loss race standly up can not stand but man, extra on the head, extra problems help oh ohhhh no wha, wait.

rouf roufff roooarrr rof rouf
Oh hell this be, freaking misery. Our luck under performing suck!
What is happening we are floating can't stop. No way to get down help, helpppp please stop, rough rough rouffff!
Oh my god! what is happening? What is going on? Helppppp!

   ROBOT SENTINEL OF GOD KING

( Turns around and counts the objects in the air bubble in suspended animation. Reengineering probabilities calculations to see what object could foster the sound wavelet variances attributes, it captured, so far many do, and it says )

Under arrest, under arrest shut up! Shut up! Under arrest!

( the robot flicks a switch, and magnetizes the bubbles making the bubble to be filled with plasticizes webs strings chaining all of them together and carried them off in the bubble to prison. )

   DOMICKO

( Domicko, sees floating in the air in front of him an empty nursing bottle, used to feed sick pigs, and it contains nothing but fresh air inside of it. He anxiously, grabs it as it floats by in air, and puts to his mouth to it. And so, he gulps a breath of fresh air in it, just in time. He watches as the sentinel as it goes off carrying some of his brothers and sisters and townsfolk in the bubble. His, heart is conflicted, torn, happy and sad at the same time torn, emotionally. HE DOES NOT CRY, but in a sad broken voice murmurs )

My late fate hates, rest assured inserts in spite of every thing, luck follows along me, it follows me if I did have bad luck, I would have no luck at all. My luck with company, reaper deaths kiss? But will I be lucky enough to get away and miss? What, oh no, another one, another [ BLEEPING ] one, I see coming? Oh me, Gods hate do?

( Domicko is shocked to sees yet, another robot suddenly walking in the area toward the house to investigate what all the racket about , it comes to a halt, scanning, scanning, then yells out. )

   ROBOT SENTINEL OF GOD KING 2

Dumb beast it is time to die!

   Continuation section : [ 4B ]
   TRIBUTE TO MASTER BUDDHI PART #2

   The Flying White Lights Chronicles

   Chapter Act 5
   Domicko's Strange Change


   CHAPTER ACT 5
   SCENE 5


   DOMICKO
   On neighbors farm back yard property.

CHAPTER 5 ACT 5, Outside back yard farm exterior.

( Domicko, smartly captures quickly his situation is in grave peril still. He unties the rope holding down the mechanical scarecrow figure next to him, used to keep away predators and rolls it out where it can be seen.
Domicko, kicks and pushes the scarecrow figure shaped like a man, out, to make it run forward into the light, so it appears it was what was moving and making noises in the dark. It begins moves forward around catching the attention of the robot. )

   Robot Sentinel, of the God King

( stumps out of the darkness and seizes it, and pushes it over on to the ground, saying )

Dumb beast, dumb beast, If I had a mouth I would you eat you dumb beast.

Now.

Dumb beast!
If you make one sound again I will kill you!
Dumb beast!

( The sentinel walks stomping off in the distance, Then, suddenly some distance away, the robot, spins around and shines a light beam to check again to see anyone else has appeared. Domicko, watching carefully sees this and ducks, laid flat, in the hay, behind logs of firewood in the darkness, under house boards, stops breathing again, stays dead still as it returns back. Then in the distance in near by fields cows, scared can be heard mooing! Birds and chickens can be heard scattering away again as it returns. )

   Robot Sentinel, of the God King 2

( It stomps slowly forward like the unstoppable death machine, that it is. It goes right pass domicko, luckily. It walks over to the scarecrow and picks it up and smashes it down to the ground breaking it into pieces. Then, departs. Looking back several times as it goes. )

   DOMICKO

( Domicko, has been holding his breath all this time, takes in big gulp of air, and tries to catch his breath. He thinks out loud exclaiming )

Wo, woo, Oh me! Oh my God Jumpalassy, you wish to kill me! My line of life, string delicate treads almost cut. Danger sequence, gut at every turn burn it, this plight sorcerers in sight, difficult will be, live me, my new life free?

   DOMICKO

( Domicko pauses and gets up off the ground and ponders the cards dealt him )

Where go I now?

( he walks a few feet and raises his hands up to the sky in renditions, hoping for a sign of redemption, but all he hears is the silence of the night, he feels his clothes that he just dressed him self with and says )

I have new clothes, but no new where to go?

( he walks around slowly in a circle covering his ears as if affrays to hear his own words )

I have new life, but no new where to live it?
I have new life, but no new where to live it?

What cruel joke this be, my new destiny?

Dam! Dam man!

( domicko seats him self down for moment a ponders, his next move and reminisces about good times gone a rye )

What has'ith become of me, when I was a baby life was so easy. So, so many memories. I remember as little lad, fun time with my dad. Not to far from here, standing against a large apple tree, which to me, the apples seemed huge, big fun candies all colored red delicious and shiny! Ah ,yes those were the days!
I, I saw, him, my father pointing, showing, showing me how to climb up and take one. I remember his finger pointing in the shadows at something. In the forest, down the hill leading to the Cemetery.
He would take me there and tell spooky stories. I'd look up into his face. He seemed so tall, like a giant right out of a story book. Then, I swear, he was so tall to me a mere child, his head looked like it, it scraped against the blue sky.

I would run over and hugged my daddy. I did, I was happy we weren't in the Cemetery there! I remember fear, in an instant. I saw something. I cried out to him, look Papa! Look Papa, down there, down there! Flying around I, said to him because I saw for the very first time in young life, a black flying fat devious bat, I was so oh my God, scared. Take me home, take me home, I cried, big tears welling in my crying eyes! Home.
Take me home. I said to him scared child I was. Home is but a memory. Home is but for a time and then it is gone, unreturnable!

Home.

Bitter sweet, bitter,

as are my memories, best left heft worse thoughts off, serve nort, and pay back attention to my now.

For it, that really scare me!

It is my now, now that scares me!
And shame me, I am daddy-less, by my own,
by my own hands!
To me I say, Its all right. Hold on a second, listen to the heart beating in my chest. It beats free. It beats me!
flee,
yes, flee!
This cruel life I, me, I will flee it!

( Domicko trying to be upbeat and find inspiration to carry on, thinks back to youth, and suddenly remembers this cave whereas a child he once played. He rose up to feet, and started trekking out in the night to search for this cave in his memory. He walked all night and reached by dawn.

And dashed inside, deep tunnels below and suddenly tossed his weary tired body down phosphate on the ground: suddenly a frog leaped across him, he caught it in his hand, in mid air crushing it alive! He fell back on to the floor, desperate to have at last some amount of time to think, relax, think! He began, to day dream, talking in a strange tongue, he saw things, making him think he is was going more mad than he already had, is this what insanity is, he asked him self ? Domicko wonders out loud, delirious : )

   DOMICKO

To!

To be alive is to attract errors, to be wise, is to is not to make them.
but in order to be wise you must learn from your errors!

For me hard to forgive this kings, stupid rules.
Its my kings rules that dumbed me, my family to the level of mules!
This day, like no other, pass, choke on it hard do I?

Wait, what, what see I?
Blind, my eye, come'ith a spark in the distance skies, to me approach'ith?


(Then during his stay in the dark, domicko thinks to him self out loud ; )

What the, wha some, what see it I, some oh god, no, some, something strange catch'ith my eye, so brite it sun, made my eyes squint, close, cry,


( A cool but royal sighting : A brite light ball appears zooming into the cave corridors with him, as he trembles before it, fearing it )

   DOMICKO

   ( THINKING OUT LOUD )

No, no, can't be? What, what is it?
What see'ith I?
This light? This light brite, alive be? IMPOSSIBILITY ? BUT, IT MOVES, It moving . . . TOWARDS ME, AND SLOWS DOWN BEFORE MY FACE? ITS GOT TO BE ALIVE? OR a thing from a distant race?
What hell be this ? What spirit? Or have died? And upon me, to lay waste?
It subscribed done with me in? It came down from the sky, flew in, flew in sin, to the secret place mine, stalking the corridors of my cave and brain, taunting inuring insane, light, light o might gods of white, thous blind my sight! It up like sunshine to, so brite blinding me, clueless, not knowing you scare me, what tis of thee?
Why, why thou follow me like this ?

Why? Why? WHO BE THOU? WHAT HAVE I DONE? WHY PERSUE'ITH ME?

Tis besiege, spare me for, spare my life?[/color][/size]

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   TRIBUTE TO MASTER BUDDHI PART #2

   The Flying White Lights Chronicles

   Chapter Act 6
   Domicko's Strange Change


   CHAPTER ACT 6
   SCENE 6
   [/color]

   DOMICKO
   ( In the black cave. )

Then I thought to myself, Squinting barely rarely, look it, tried I did, Through it? Fought to see it, I did not, could not? But looked at it, I did fearing for my life? Trying to fathom what manor of thing, this? I looked on curiously!
I hurt my eyes try, trying! I grimaced, squintingly at the brightness floating down towards me, into me. Who will end up?

Who?

In paradise or hell, yell no platinum chemical element alchemy could this be? A bad number is it or my fates twist? Visions factor sought not me, or did it? Hickory drunk am not I dum be?

   DOMICKO
   ( In the black cave. )
   ( Domicko stumbling unsteady in the cave confused and frustrated, screams out )

This lark, mo heart stark, I this thing comes down from the sky to me? But Why? WhyYYYYYYYYYYyyyyyyyyy?

   SECRET ONE IN THE BALL OF LIGHT

( But descended, it did brightly and it was a strange brite ball all white ultra brite and it had a voice in it and he heard it beaconing to him )

Come, come, be not afraid. Come!

[ background subroutine singer sings ,music score playing]

[ time in to scene at 1:49:40 ]

   DOMICKO

( Scared Domicko fell back , grabbed his sweaty face, wiped the sweat and blood off shook from his head, and thinking to himself our loud asked curiously bold, )

What the hell? Summand me, but who? This moment true: It has no beginning, no end, no redemption, no friend. Be I have my good days, I have my bad days, gosh, I really hate these bad days ways!
Thinking I saw red, fool be I ? See, wait, need to clear my head of this impending spark sky lark! I think, if I had, if I just, just had a taste of a little fresh water, wait I recall wait , year, so I went to the tiny stream in the back of the cave, there of dripping water. I remembered from my childhood, when me and friends played in here, it was there, it dripped drops from the ceiling in the cave. I thought and I drank, hopin to refresh not just my thirst, but my head, my vision, praying the delusion be gone, but when I looked up, when Oh me Oh my, to my surprise I, I looked up, I was not imagining at all this, no! The water did not clear my head, I was not dreaming in bed!
I did look at the ball of light,
I did look at the ball of light, again and it was still there my friend, no illusion came to conclusion. It was still there lighting up the cave mysteriously, like day light brite, in front of me. Excitement might! Real. Then it, it spoke !

   SECRET ONE IN THE BALL OF LIGHT

There you, yes you, before me, come ye! Say I this venue to me belongs long,

( Curious ventured the thought in the head of Domicko to go, Who down was visible trembling falling first to his knees, then horrified, sweat pouring off of his face, really fell on all fours frightened , but scared or dare he thought no! )
[ background subroutine singer sings ,music score playing]

   DOMICKO

[ time in to scene at 2: 19:32 ]


I needed to think, I need time to think, to much is, to much is happening, too much happening to me too fast! I needed to die, or needed someone to put me out of my tortured misery from this thing that comes from the sky!? What type sorcery was this, that came down from the sky? Did it did, or illusion be?

   SECRET ONE IN THE BALL OF LIGHT

   ( It said to him again)

Come!

   DOMICKO

   ( All thinking to himself ,)

I was still shaking with fear, on hearing it dear!
Distraught ought of last moments bought, in the house of death and no future before me close or near? Thought I why not?
All that can happen is I die, why not go inside?

Die?

Which in my case would be a blessing in my predicament!

Firmament protects not me more? So. why not?

It's asking me to go walking inside the ball of light?

Its voice is that of a tranquil sounding lady angel! She does not seem to want to harm me? Does she? Come she says beaconing me peacefully, Why, I thought, so I asked her. )

Why?

   [ background subroutine singer sings ,music score playing]

   SECRET ONE IN THE BALL OF LIGHT

[ time in to scene at 2 :24:05 ]

I felt a disturbance in the flow of me when you confronted your father, the argument, and a sense of acrimony waves flew by me, and drew me to you, saw I you I did, your quest to be free and your families response, acrimony!

You are quite handsome! My mother told me I was pretty, and men whistle at me on the street, and I know, I don't know, I hope you think so! I like you, feel trapped by bad destinies, I am trapped in a fractal.

I know you don't know what in the world that is, I will explain what a fractal is, if you come with me! But let me say I am also alone, Listen I listen from a far, I hear them coming! Won't be long! Warn you I must! They approach, your mad family so you'll die!

Decide!

I like you, am lonely and like you in need of company, come, say I again friend. Join me at my side!

[ background subroutine singer sings ,music score playing]

   CHAPTER 6 SCENE 6, INSIDE THE MOVIE FLYING ABOVE THE CASTLES

[ time in to scene at 2 : 36:52 ]
   DOMICKO

( domicko to talks to himself thinks out loud remembering what had happened )

I need time to think, yes its true but had none, either way my life was over, done!

Perhaps going with her will end it all, what have I to lose?

When you have a chance, take it! I rose to my feet, scared as all hell, I put out my hand to hold on to the cave walls to steady myself!

I started raising my feet, one foot at a time in the direction of the blinding light, I covered my eyes as I walked into the light, Oh God, I was so scared, I thought it be hot and burn me, but to my relief, it felt like snow flakes falling on my flesh!

On me cool and refreshing, the blood running down my body disappeared, as my head cleared and I was now inside!

I understood nothing and feared but her soothing voice consoled me, could my bad destiny be behind or before me ?

So it was, I walked into the ball of light and was blinded, fell to the floor, blacked out more, thats all I am able to recall!

After all, a time awoke I did, and I switch somehow physically
into the ball of light, to start a new life, to start a new life, as a ball of light!

Oh glory let me tell ye the good new news, what happened, I changed into the ball of light , that night, in the movie by The movie director, Master Buddhi! And met another ball of light and it, this ball of light wasn't a Bad looking at all, Turns out it, was a she, she was the one speaking to me, and a fine lady majesty she be!

It was not a it, but was a cute-y beauty, she! She was cool and a she was a so fine too, and we got married too!

And she sang to me.

This is the song she sung :

   SECRET ONE IN THE BALL OF LIGHT
   ( sings )
Tra la la lee, you, you saved me, Got to , got to say, say it again.
bad badddd destiny, turned good baby,baby, baby you saved me love, my loveeeeee ! You saved meee my love!
bad badddd destiny, turned good baby,baby, baby you saved me love, my loveeeeee !
bad badddd destiny, is me baby,baby, baby you saved me love, my loveeeeee !
Bad destiny turned good, good love, year baby baby, bad destiny turned good!

   SCENE CHANGE 4, INSIDE THE MOVIE FLYING ABOVE THE CASTLES


   DOMICKO
   ( Domicko , thinking out loud accompanied by his new love, they enjoy flying around together, up and this way and that flying slowly then swung down, down then level off in unison and kiss )

It's us! The two of us! You will see us having fun, cavorting around floating in the movie Mandelbox above the emperors old city of gold, the great King Jumpalassy! My name is now is Domicko Sunbrite, and her name is Destiny Sunlight, she is my wife!

She is my life's sunshine!

She's a wonderful girl, guess what she told me?

She said to me this, now I don't how she does this, or how she did it, but she said she could hear me when I had, " My give me liberty or give me death moment with my family," and she fell in love with me right then and there , isn't that cool ?

What do you say to that, I mean really?

What can anybody say really?

So ,year I am happy , she's nice and she treats me pretty ok! I think I did ok by her you know I mean?

She is a magician from another time and she said she is something called a programmer, a new word to me that I knew nothing of.

She was as best as I could tell, was what we in our time called Miracle Workers!

All I knew that this girl was a beauty, in love I be, yes I said, was the best I said and looked on, with enthusiastic envy!

She told me stuff I could not then or now understand, that she, the programmer, had created a magical code, to allowed her to be transported Crisscrossing lines of time inside a point in the first dimension and stay alive in this new world, whats she called fractals and it would be an honor for her to have a brave man like me, listen, get this ?

It would be an honor for her to have a brave man like me, if I would share my life with her company, yes, yes, I know, I blushed and rushed, I to you admit.

I walk, not now I, but fly now I, fly now free, freer than I thought anything alive could be, free do you hear?

No more cowards life, here I can be me, not a slave!

Art thous not happy for me?

My bad destiny is bad no more but good, like a good destiny should.

Come along if you can,
Come along if you can,
Come along if you can, I say come along if you can, Come along , fly with me, for I am now a freeman. I fly free, free'er than the speed of light I be! God has blessed me. I have a new body, a pretty new lady, magician mathematician programmer lady at my side, no more slave I !
I fly inside the Buddhi movie, for all eternity! What more can desire I ?


   THE END

( As the music increases in to full volume, as we see them, and so they, the happy couple fly away inside the Buddhi movie, they flow this way, and that, friend, perhaps one day, you'll see them again, deep, deep in the profundity inside the movie of the Buddhi? )


Tra la la lee, you, you saved me, Got to , got to say, say it again.
bad badddd destiny, turned good baby,baby, baby you saved me love, my loveeeeee ! You saved meee my love!
bad badddd destiny, turned good baby,baby, baby you saved me love, my loveeeeee !
bad badddd destiny, is me baby,baby, baby you saved me love, my loveeeeee !
Bad destiny turned good, good love, year baby baby, bad destiny turned good!

   BUT? IS THIS HAPPY ENDING, REALLY THE END?

   Stay tuned ?

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Tributes part 5

   Happy Birthday to you and we welcome the birth of your new programmer baby and also , to you Buddhi very special thanks first for creating and second for sharing your magical 3d mandelbulber program! It is astounding!

And to you we offer a tribute in these special days may you enjoy and celebrate with your family the time and magic found only in the year of the twelve from the weavers in peace! We present to your honor, A Gift of Fundamentals of Augury, Fractalverbalicityempowerments in recherché Rejoice ye ; May you enjoy the sublimity and may upon you and yours walk in walk divine will of the Force!

   Fractalverbalicityempowerments.


Greeting and Salutations Master Buddhi, your birth is a real life event,

You art circumvents, both the good and bad elements, allowing us to go into 3D and 4D space covetance, in remembrance of the decisions missions hidden dimensional ones like you true, inside, no longer from our eyes hide, to you, we are to you indebted forever!

We are nothing without you. And masters like you who are few, who lead the blind, out of their minds into the subconscious fractal voids planetoids, where never of human foot imprinted since the beginning of time lines, but thanks to you man now can do!

   See it, believe it, do it, it, Thanks to you!

You chose our fate, showing us the weight way by your power today, nor fine man or enfermed, can tolerate not to debate your credential meritorious glorious quake sensate not many, but all who wish to enter the fractal Gates tall!

We are to thee, free to show to the world, what we can do, with the magical program given to us, by you!

Thank You!

Just, to feel that the output is really yours, cause the program belongs not to us but to you and your cause!

Grateful we are to you, ask ourselves, would still ask myself, What is of this picture mine? Is it all mine, really mine or thanks joy toy programmed by you!

Forget not we do?

Image to us, us to image, the hidden mysterious of fractal lands, whose boundaries, we do not, and ever will understand, but thanks to you will we penetrate the fractals portals hidden doors standing tall like a man!!

By the supremacy of your creation, 3d, Mandelbulber station, high in the elevation Architectologist Fractologist Pantheon of great Artistic Masters of the TwentyFirst century, It is you, worthy of ovation, who will always be remember as one of the first, to cross the threshold with 3d programs that were not just good but great, fate, ate up the bad ones, and you, before us, will always stand proud, Master Buddhi!

Many talk, not knowing of what they speak!
Players many like Bill Gates look like yellow corn flakes, on the ghetto streets to us compared to you, Master Buddhi!
You are our Bill Gates, you are the future states, viewer, mercy doer, pursuer of the height of mental foresight roots, you be off shoot purveyor, you be a generator, artistic conveyor, accomplished meditator, experimental codist, mystic, liberator from suffering that which is unknowable, attainer of essence of fractal-ritualalities insaner, destroyer of myths of thinkers who falsely claim this, that and the other cannot be done, until you with your majesty do it for fun!

Dispensing with the hypothesis, of divine intervention, you make conventions seem simple when they are not, this is the magic you got!
Magician be you besides programmer in worlds of the fractals learners, not apart but whole, who saw a fractal swim in water, buddhi did it first on earth, worth, he did, and it, he did, brilliantly!

Thank we do, humbly and forever grateful, to the force for creating a programmer like you! Mr. Krzysztof Marczak, The Buddhi !

   Temporal terrestrial powers of Fractology! May thy name last till in infinity, with the rising starborn found into algebraic tranquility!

      BE AT PEACE WITH THE FORCE!
   Long live the mathematicians that inspire magicians!

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Film 2

FRACTOLOGIC FRACTAL FORUM FILM REVIEW :

Intro We like to present to you the film entitled " Mandelbox In The Water " rendered and created by Master Buddhi in the year 2011 on Earth!
Technically >M-set of a rotated Mandelbox.

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   [ " Mandelbox In The Water " ]

   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GTYruj_beo0&feature=player_embedded

PLOT COMPOSITION: A Mandelbox structurality, with a multi leveled construct immersion into H20 flows, with unseen fish lurking in the fast flowing rivers that quivers in the minds of men and women alike! Above which the viewer is a back seat observer in a imaginary helicopter zooming throughout the deep canyons like on another sight seeing tour, observing the trill of seeing beautiful rippling water at high and low tides!

PLOT COMPOSITION : The compositional constructurality of the analysis we formulate sustain in dual parallel objectivity, in realms animism similar but with nuances up for debate!
Version [ 1 ] composed for [ first ] for the benefit of current Architectologist fractologist with keen observableatorial acumen.
Version [ 2 ] composed for [ second ] for the benefit for the general public
And will be compiled with a simple plot constructions based on some unknown stasis, psycho triller killer diller!

We begin immediately.

Views in the mind are now flexible and activated with 360º degree sensing waves frequencies with circumspections optimized!

Version [ 1 ] composed for [ first ] for the benefit of current Architectologist fractologist with keen observableatorial acumen.

Heres what we think :

COMPOSITION : EXCELLENT : Idea construct by Artist Programmer was to construct a fracto locality composed of geometrousities which are partially submerged in pixelated simulations imitations of waterlike manifestations, using formulaic specific inputs calculations, to generate simulations of water, In regards to its volume, height, color and ripple size generations, along with recursively applied reflections on the surface of the simulations, while it is being animated. The program successfully generated realistic like streams, flowing in fractal canyons, producing smooth wave reflective surfaces, which continue throughout the fracto shelters! Interestingly we observed high quality reflective surfaces on the walls of the geometrousities also. These reflections were of superior quality to which, we must give credit to the artist ingenuity, because in some instances, we see that real to surreal surfaces appearances, were achieved!
WATER : Given that this is a new feature , one should expect the learning curve to be time consuming because this feature it is brand new and untried, not just for Buddhi, who created it, but anyone trying to surmount the water creations simulations learning curves, until future enhancements are forth coming!

PROGRAMS COLORIZED WATER TONALITIES : Were profound, and real looking in appearance, given that this is a new water feature, in evolutionary status!
LIGHT : Lights were global, and also there were numerous and the site specific placements that were used created interesting effects. We especially liked the sections of the film, where the water,had reflections that was reddish in tones : Water color depictions : displayed clever assemblages of dainty aquatints, contrasting brilliantly, with the canyon wall structures, the blue color water tones were tantalizingly to the eye of the beholder, and very realistic as they intermixed with subtle waves vibrations!

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BRAKE DOWN : Version [ 1 ] composed for [ first ] for the benefit of Master Buddhi and current Architectologist fractologist with keen observableatorial acumen.

[ seconds into the scene at 0:01 ]   Scene opens, awesome music hit us in the face, with beautiful getting down beats, that pleasures our ear with cheer, setting the pace for the investigative inquiry in to fractal spaces.

As we see, a water lake like manifestation. Islands made of fracto geometrousities, stick out of reflective blue lake water constructs. We zoom into center of picture plane like a hot hungry mouse seeing before his eyes a delicious mountain of chunky cheese! We zoom into a small grey distressed colored gold geometrousity, that gets larger as we zoom into it, revealing as we penetrate the left side iteration, a secret world cave ! We fearlessly dive down into it!

[ seconds into the scene at 0:16 ]   This CAVE's topography surface, is hole ridden, due to the surface mathematical articulations, that make it appear, to look like they are made of beams, buttressing the walls of the cave, into which, we now enter, fearlessly fast into a opening morass of yet another, dark lit chamber, where fractal souls dwell in hell, who can tell?

And we wish we could bathe in the cool dark blue waters of the sea, that alters and draws out our attention mysteriously, we glide magically, in a kind of in slow motion forwardly,

[ seconds into the scene at 0:24 ]   We glide down and appear to be so close to the waters surface, we can actually see its watery mist and blurs, and more blurs through out, but criticize cries we do not, taking in to account this is the first water attempt animation using the 3d Mandelbulber of its kind, a first trail brazer of its kind, and better advanced works will not be far behind, So in the mean time, we bless this first one with a kiss, and say thanks again!

[ seconds into the scene at 0:35 ]   The camera appears to be alive and now heaves, and flows around, ever so slowly, like a dazed animal, suddenly it spun around to the left, we check out in left corner room, to investigate like a freight car. We run towards its open gates and see, what we can see!

[ seconds into the scene at 0:41 ]   We see far off in the distance the mouth, the mouth of dark foreboding female cave, beckoning us into her bosom, we run,
[ seconds into the scene at 0:45 ]
  But, admit as we do, the Master Buddhi's, intentional ebb and flow, of the water bouncing up and down looks like the real thing, instead of dream, and captivates us!

[ seconds into the scene at 1:03 ]
  We enter here, the caves little black holes, which turns into many holes, changes the scenery, the wall surface, now a brite distress gold on gold tone, looking like a rats, swiss cheese dream, but it's the water that takes the attentions of the focused viewer, dream!

It 's reflections, appear for real, reflections made life like real, cool!

[ Seconds into the scene at 1:08 ] We quickly seem to float, toward the left, then squeeze through a crevice, peeking out into a room bigger than the last one!

[ Seconds into the scene at 1:11 ]   Finally we see a wall, one with lots of reflectivity on our right, and oh God of Gods beautiful assemblages of water reflections, so real we keel awestruck with artistic appreciation of Master Buddhi 's capabilities in formulas mathematicities to confab such delights! The is feeling ghostly mostly!

[ Seconds into the scene at 1:21 ]   The camera slides calmly through time , slides through the raw fractal movements, curves left more and more, then suddenly, stood in one spot and as we looked up left, we see a central beam geometrousity, holding up the global structurality before our eyes, now, here we see a world for you, who likes deeper analytical insights!

Ghost, hydro light details that might interest you!

What we saw in this short trip, so far, was the mind of this Pedagogue, Master Buddhi Magician.

Try this, If you can only imagine seeing him, for a second, sitting there, before his computer, wiggling his long muscular fingers rapidly, inputing the numbers and positively thinking about deciding, when, certain specific criteria, can be met, to make the water animate, the way he wants it to!

Yes, true, but really what else the Master, does, is to go into his 3D mandelbulber application program, that he himself created, and knows better than anyone else, and clicks the view tab and in his mind, he act's like helicopter pilot steering the ship, by focusing his eyes on the two sets of pointy blue arrow squares configurations.

One set on his left, which controls it going up, and rotates it, and one set on his right, that speeds up the movement right, or left, to get him where he wants to go, and how fast!

So, when he clicks to go left

that [ moves the camera left ].
When he clicks the up arrow that
[ moves this camera ship up ]
and calmly like savoir faire, tourism cruise ship operator, one calmly goes to the left side of view panel and taps the far right.

A little blue arrow says to the camera in his program, " hey dude, make the camera do sharp right, please!

This is his program calculating with precision, at work, behind the scenes, that you don't see! Cool no es asi?
[ muy cool!, 非常酷 ,très intelligent, очень умный ,sehr kluge, year baby cool! ]

Now, hey, lets move on, and click on the restart arrow to move the movie button forward to see more, of the flick!

[ Seconds into the scene at 1 : 39 ] O K! WOW, OH WOW! We hit gold! The man has showed us a picture of water animating looking very realistically in and around these frames.
IT BLOWS US AWAY, SAY Hey!
Notice to the left of the picture frame, we see a obtuse geometrousity, in a dark grayed out, dirty yellow color, fading out of the of left of the picture frame, no gloss, thats not whats important here, what's important is, what we see in front, and center before us, the majesty of the ripples of the water, envision and carried out into reality!

[ seconds into the scene at 1 : 48 ]
To the keen eye of the exacting observer : notice if you will, those with elevated mental privileges indulging in quaternary research, about the wave functions, in his algorithms producing the water effects!

Do you enjoy and not take delight, in the conjoining and intermixing of secondary, and tertiary waves, over lapping each other here in this scene!

Notice the displayed levels of entropy, some wave ripples are stronger than others just as in real life, and so, we also see weaker conditions of moving waves. The program duplicates wave structurizations fluidity!

Some of which are small and some, non degeneracy wave turbulences, all are seen to be weakly imposed, lending to the aura of water state of flux activity, as they affect water surface tension planes, that instantiate anti wave stability making it resemble real water!!

[ seconds into the scene at 1 : 52 ] The ship turns on a dime right. we feel like going swimming it looks so real.

[ seconds into the scene at 1 : 57 ] We come face to face with a wall that is wet, slimy, shiny in reflectivity, we can actually see our reflection in it, if we were caught standing there, but alast we are not. But what we got is the reflection of a wall of a geometrousity, and wet water reflecting off of it, thousand feet behind us in total clarity, such Realism is to be commended!

[ seconds into the scene at 2 : 22 ] We are explorers, about to witness the insane, as we enter yet another structure onto the unknown.

[ seconds into the scene at 2 : 29] A light bulb hangs from the ceiling of doom, in red light said, watch out, to the new traveler who comes inhere, but cherish we do, the magnificent red light reflection of the kissed rippled waves, all around us in this scene. In this chamber cave, from which no one leaves unscathed!

[ seconds into the scene at 2 : 36 ] We tilt toward the right, in delight as we pass by the hanging light bulb, in the red caves night, and to our right was a bullet hole ridden wall, by a war we don't wish to talk about, we by pass it, we do anxiously trying to stay alive and live another day!

[ Seconds into the scene at 3: 04 ] Oh praise be, we finally see the crescent door that leads to freedom and liberty, it leads us to the outside?

[ seconds into the scene at 3 : 31 ] We smell the outside, breathe in its fresh air, it makes us aware of how good it is to be flying free, and the camera tilts right, then left and dumps us off scott free!

   THE END

I say, we got a fun time kick, out of looking at all the real water reflections and all, as the curtains comes down and this awesome new movie debut ends! We want to see more!

Awesome, awesome, did WE say awesome looking stuff, Master Buddhi?

[ In Tweet language speak : COOL! WTV, WOZ Master Buddhi WOZ doing IDK : but we are sure glad he made this wonderful program! ] and in Latin speak : Magnum Opus!

Thanks again!

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BRAKE DOWN : Version [ 2 ] composed for [ second ] for the benefit of the Master Buddhi , his followers and the general public.

Tribute parts :

Warning #1: Some dialogue scenes contain graphic descriptions, that may be inappropriate to be exposed to the emotionally fragile.


   Table of Contents

Matrix is compose in the following Sanskrit conceptualized interpretations from the Ancient palm leaf manuscripts inside of the fractal world of the first dimension.
8-1 Title of project and Sanskrit reference [ Microcosm of the epitome of evility without civility ]
8-2 Brake down : Story name and the start : Story complied reference inspired by
" MANDELBOX IN THE WATER, " created and rendered by the Master Buddhi in the tailandes year of 2555.
8-3 Inter-brain to mind reality mentalized bifurcated translations of time in sections of the important points of evil in the pre story preface history.
8-4 Lyrics warnings
8-5 Whats it about in a nut shell
8-6 Setting
8-7 Time
8-8 Start : The beginning of the story and chronicles : CHAPTER 1
Verses start :
8-9 Face book page of a girl from another world
8-10 The story opens now and the first thing that happens is we hear a phone ringing!
8-11 Sexual interlude#1
8-12 Brake down : the actual footage of the film is played and with it the accompanying : Times in seconds and characters dialogues synchronized to capsulate it conceptually.
8-12 seconds into scene 0:00, Key word : "premonition."
8-13 seconds into scene 0:00, " The Holy Grail " and a weird kind of smile.
8-14 Sexual interlude#2
8-15 Like a great chef, preparing a pig to be roasted !
8-16 seconds into scene 0:01 " BEWARE."
8-17 seconds into scene 1:47 "Something is in here."
8-18 Terminate and ex-specie-ate
8-19 Snack time!
8-20 The lady sings her favorite song : The Clorax Melodies of death.

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   Microcosm of the epitome of evility without civility

Articles on various aspects of unseen fractal gadgets and the role they play in our day to day
Sanskrit ; It is derived from the root saṃ-skar- "to put together, compose, arrange, prepare"
The corpus of Sanskrit literature encompasses a rich tradition of poetry and drama as well as scientific, philosophical and hindu religious text and lyrics, hymns and the casting of written spells to hypnotize. Ancient long dead,some say from the mid-to-late second millennium, some tongues migrational entwined with the Baltic and Slavic, Indo, Iranian, north African languages, mystic vocabulary exchanges. For those who maybe emotional fragile, it would be wise to read not alone.

[ 8-2 ]
BRAKE DOWN : Version [ 2 ] composed for [ second ] for the benefit of the Master Buddhi , his followers and the general public.
Base on real life , the names are changed to protect the innocent.

   We present to you excerpts from a story inspired from the film called
   " The Mandelbox In The Water,"
   By the Master Buddhi, the work it inspirer is authored by Intermind Weavers , called :


   Miss LoveKillJoy Deaf


   CHAPTER 1


[ 8-3 ]
Voices are over heard, human sounding voices, they sound a little strange though, as if they are coming from far away from the membership of the tribes, who not alive, and not dead, yet they are crystal clear, as if the voices are in your head, discussing, discussing events, emanating from The Fractal Castles of The Buddhi. Lets, lets listen in shall we ?
   Abandoned ? Abandoned, pre -melt down of peoples Moralities, calamitous decline and evisceration of good life outcomes, in preference, squirming in apparent submission to evil ones! Who is she? She is a child. What, what type of child? Abandoned, abandoned be so both by God & Devil. Left to defend her self, a mere tool of deaths missionaries attitudes extremes, between positive and negative time. From, the lands, thrown from the heights, of the good life. To splash, down from on high to low, into the dark waters of evility. Like a meteor, falls, from the interstellar quadrants of Black Space, splitting open not just your new minds head butting ages of Sound Bites Nemeses, but your face. You, if you try to hold her back or time, time you will waste, the nemesis is in spaced out, space!

[ 8- 4 ]
Voice of singing youth, a male bewitched on seeing the child of beauty.
Be advised :The fractal lyrics are harmonically in tune cosmically, the boy sings, in looped time : sing it now :

She's a nice talking lady, nice talking lady, she'll drive ya stir crazy!
It's all right? It's all right? It's all right? The time has come, come come!
It's all right? It's all right? It's all right? The time has come, come come!
It's all right? It's all right? It's all right? The time has come, come come!
It's all right? I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, whats wrong with me, I don't know?
I don't where I am at. I don't know, where, where, where I am at, you see.
She's a nice talking lady, nice talking lady, she'll drive ya stir crazy!
Beautiful her eyes, stare at me, making me cry, cry, cry where it hurts.
She as flirt, that'll hurt ya, desert ya. and make ya cry, cry, cry, just like me!
Been there, done that, where it hurts, don't know where I am at you see.
It's all right? I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, whats wrong with me.
It's all right? It's all right? It's all right? The time has come, come come!
It's all right? It's all right? It's all right? The time has come, come come!
She's a nice talking lady,nice talking lady, she'll drive ya stir crazy!

Oh lordy, lordy , change has come. Can't you see it in me? I am in love, love , love with that sweet, sweet lady.
She's a nice talking lady,nice talking lady, she'll drive ya stir crazy!
It's all right? It's all right? It's all right? The time has come, come come!
It's all right? It's all right? It's all right? The time has come, come come!

Lyrics copyright © Intermind Weavers 2012 all right reserved.

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Whats it about in a nut shell

PLOT PREVIEW
Things happen, a hot hit lady, name Miss LoveKillJoy, she goes to work on this scientist jerk, a guy trying to invent a cure for cancer, called, "The Double Helix," the Pharmaceutical Corporatocracy got this shady lady, to take him out.
So, this way, they can keep on, keeping on, making money off a disease with no cure, which he threatens, with his discoveries, to interrupt.

If his is cure, is a cure for real, and, it is pans out and is definitely for real it would mean global economic corporate disfunction. So, no cure status must be the law of the day,whether one exist or not, is irrelevant. And these institutions, all lawyered up types, they, they prefer it to that way!

So they spelled it out, real nice, to this hot hit killer chick, with the site specific specs instructions for this guys, dismissal! Year, thats, nothing must be left of the guy, no trace! No body! They are as you must imagine, very litigation averse, supported by the evidence that they themselves provide, indicating persuasively, that there is no cure for cancer! Rightfully, their arguments are, rejecting directly anything suggesting otherwise, as outside of reason!

So, no cure exist.

So, if you repeat a lie often, enough, history shows us, it will be believed, and if you kill the truth, that can only help!

This sexy femme fatale, to her, it's just business, nothing personal.

So, one day she takes the unsuspecting fool out to a group of pretty, islands called, " The Castles of the Buddhi," on a so called hot date. It will be the last hot date he'll make! The guy is one brilliant scientist, with obtuse levels of intelligence, that give him a leg up over his competition, but how should we say respectfully, he is naive as a baby, to say the least, as to who is running the planet!

Worse, get this, this guy, as a new entrant in the drug industry, he didn't even suspect, it would have been a good idea, to be judicious and prudent, to take the initiative to use any name but his own, on his research papers to protect himself!

Lol! duh! Hey!

So um, you know, this guy is, is one of those super smart dumbos, who was going to be short lived. You know what I mean, year, like real short lived! But here's the twist, ready ? Check this out! So, like, after the job is done, a blood curling surprise, check this story out, it will kill you!
It's a juicy tail, we make as a tribute for the pleasure and entertainment of Master Buddhi to thank him for creating the 3D mandelbulber app, and also for his the secret followers on the Fractal Forums, hope you enjoy!

[ 8-6 ]

WE BEGIN IMMEDIATELY

SETTING : International Airport condo complex :

Characters in cast :

Miss LoveKilljoy Deaf, plays the role of a financial statistician for OWA Bureau, but she's really is hired gun sent to kill him.
Mr. Nickels P. Marchello : A Pharmacokinetics Scientist, in Particle Physics and mass spectrometry, doing Cancer research, who is one of a series of secret behind the scenes founders, for a cure for cancer using the "Double helix water" and is seeking to patent it!
When Miss love Killjoy came into of Mr. Nickels p. Marchello, life one day, bingo, he got bitten but the love bug. And according to him, now, they're off to do some research on some distant islands his new found girl friend located on some crazy old map. And she wants to fly over in a helicopter and explore it. They set up a date and everything is set, they meet up, since they both know how to fly a chopper, the plan is to rent out a helicopter to fly out to this island paradise on this weird map!
Mr. Cartoco Antonio Bongo Moruba : her secret lover
Miss Conciliare Posciasta : the receptionist at the secret pirate heliport
Mr. Toummba Ziegfried, the special forces guarding her private helicopter, the EC135
Mr. Angelo : the pivot airpot delivery boy
Demon : Sidwinder

Man at the door : special courier
Mr. Dahac, Miss LoveKillJoys chauffeur
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[ 8-7 ]
TIME : summer time : Its wednesday, August 13, 2012, late after noon , quarter after five, the sky is gorgeous, clear sailing.
The scene opens inside the luxurious dwelling of the one called Miss LoveKillJoy, aka : Shady Lady

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Chapter Nine

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I left them dummies! I had scratched my nose. It was itching. Now, y'all knows, if you ever been with heavy duty dudes, trained in wilderness survival skills techniques! When the temperature shifts, air pressure gets messed up, modulates, and your instincts turn on primal junk, in your brain!

What the hell all that means is, your primal old nose, your big old primal nose, sense, kicks in and your on to something! So, I looked around, all shit was black! I turned on my thinking cap, and tied a new bunch of ropes to a pipe, and this time, I had my shit together, jack! And jack wasn't gonna be stopped by rats!

Boy! I had a pulley, a pulley with me, so this should be easier going for this Gangsta Cowboy hunting, from now on! Well I grabbed the rope, ropy dope, and arbitrarily chose to swing it to the left. I had lots of paths to take now, lotta options, cause in my head, I had all the shit that guy, told me about the ship, was sitting on my brain. I felt cool, and didn't have no pain! Ha, ha, ha, heeh, heeh! I started climbing down, and down. And I had tied two lightweight flashlights to my mask, so to see in the dark! All me, had to do was turn my head this ah way o that ah way, brother! heeh, heeh, ha, ha.

I climbed down the rope, nice and slow. Don't want to fall y'all know what I mean?
And was listening hard, the ship was quiet except for the banging of strips of metal banging against each other, and the constant sound of dripping water, and occasional echoes of the two knuckle heads talking crap, I left behind. I was going down and down and I could see around, the floor of the next deck, it looked spooky! Oh, man!

I got down, and looked up and saw this here pretty sign. A big ass plastic sign, all but, forty foot long sign, with big white letters done in script type, It had a baby light blue background, and it said," Welcome To The Promenade Happy Deck." Shit, I said to my self, you got to be kidding me man? Heeh, heeeh, ha, ha, ha.

Well, sir, under that sign, was a bunch of stupid ass arrows pointing to where stuff was, like bars, restaurants, Casinos, clothing stores, and stuff like that, were they supposed to be. But since everything got crashed and bashed, burnt and all, believe my ass, if I could see more than 40 or 50 feet in front of me, that was a lot, if that? Check it out! And dude, man, I dam sure, didn't see no Casinos!

There was so much carnage, people hanging from the ceiling, head with no eyes, noses, teeth, and part of the ship, collapse parts of decks, metals junk, smelling of funk, that had fallen down, all around me. Lucky, I thought to my self, that I don't scare easily! Cause anybody else, if they were sane, would be shaking in their cowboy boots, feeling pain! I got down and placed my foot on the deck, floor and just started walking! I hopped over of couple eyeballs, and I took out my map. I knew exactly where I wanted to go, boy, that you that much! I saw a vast, big room. All burnt up and chard up, there must of been one hell of va, a big ass fire in this here, part of the ship. I walked down in the dark and there in front of me, was this big black obese dude blocking my way. I said, hey, big fat obese dude, yo, boy, what the hell you doing man, just because you dead, don't give you no right to block the street traffic, man? Get up! The Bubble-eyed, dead funker sucker, didn't listen to my ass, Acted like he didn't' hear me!

So I shot him, Bam, Bam.
So I ran and hopped over the dude, and soon as I landed on the other side, another dude suddenly, fell out of ceiling scaring the hell of my ass! I freaked out! I didn't shout, but in blink of an eye, pulled out both my pistols, and blasted that hunker funker sucker to pieces too, BAM, BAM, Bam, Bam and Bam! Take that sucker, Bam,Bam!

Now, y'all know I am already crazy, y'all know it, so to get a crazy man enraged ain't smart!
I was now pissed off. I spotted on the wall one of those Fire Department emergency glass cases with a big red sharp hatchet inside!

The sign read, " Break in case of emergency" I karate kicked the window in, "Boom," and took the sucker out and proceeded to vent my anger out on the sucker Kung fu, style!
Chopping the son of a bitches head off, then I raised up the hatchet and chopped his neck off, then I chopped off his hands! I chopped off his fingers!
I was getting angrier, and couldn't control myself.
I chopped open his chest and ripped out his heart from his chest, and said, boy, boy do you hear me? Boy, don't you ever, ever scare me like that again, do you hear me boy?

Just for that, I am gone eat your heart, you son of a bitch. Nobody, booby, scares, BIG REX, do you, do you, do you hear me boy? I said, do you hear me? Do you hear me booby?
I walked a few feet away, and shook the hatched angrily at him several times, cursing at the boy!

I was so goddam mad. Who the hell that turkey thinks he is, scaring me like that? Shucks, If that sucker was alive swear, I swear, I, I'd kill him!
Man, shit, that cowpoke, could of fell on top of my ass and killed me! Got some dam nerve, shit! The Things dead people do!
Well, I was getting all riled up now, and well, sir, it dawned on me, wait, one cotton minute now, I thought, better try to calm my butt down! I am on a mission. I gots, to stay focused! I gots, to stay disciplined! I thought to my self, and it was a good thing, I was paying attention too, cause just a few steps away, was a big gapping hole in the floor, and lucky thing i spotted it, cos, I could have fallen in, fell in and died fried! Well, sir, I was still angry though, just couldn't help myself! So, I put the guys heart in small black plastic bag, and turned around, and aimed good, and shot the man in the head, Bam Bam Bam! Boy, although dead, he still looked angry! So, what?

Speaking of being pissed off, well, normally, this was of course, was not a normal situation, and was causing mt a lotta aggravation, and when I want to calm my self down, I count to ten, but since this was not a normal situation, I counted to twenty to calm myself down. And get myself back together! So, after a minute or two, after awhile, I was able to refocused, regroup my head. Steady my frayed nerves, and put that dead dick head cowpoke, out of my mind!

I looked down at the big hole in the floor, it was deep, deep, but, I still had mountains of rope, and found a way, of hooking up a line.
I tied another rope together, knotted it up good and tight, and continued on down. Things were looking mighty rough. Suddenly I could hear a voice calling out to me. It was Jonathan, "Hey, Big Rex, Big Rex, is everything all right? I heard gunfire," yelled Jonathan from up above, boy got two ears, one on the right side of his head, and another on the other side one, two? Hmmmm, and them boys seem to work, so I yelled up to him. Year, Jonathan, No problem, nothing I can't handle! I just saw a shadow moving on the wall and shot it, over reacted thats all, if you hear shooting from time to time, don't worry! It's just me having fun!

I thought to my self, what a turkey, that boy is! He be asking questions about every little thing. Some folks are pesky, always complaining like little babies, complaining about every Goddam thing, pain in the ass types! There always one in every crowd!
Well, anyways, I noticed something? Something, hell, something was running? Holy shit! It was a dog running away with an arm in its mouth! Sucker had survived, and sucker was, was hungry! I was about to shoot the sucker, when I noticed it was a pair of the suckers, two [ BLEEPING ] dogs were devouring its former owners bodies! Now, I smiled, and in a nice happy voice said, here boys come to daddy, nice little boys! Quickly, reached into other bag, and took out some cake.
Come here little doggies, I said enticing them boys, with a yellow pound cake. I quickly pulled out a dish, and I filled the dish with bottled water, and said guess what? Guess what daddies got? Yes, sir, ree bobby, daddies got nice water for you boys! Here boy come here, come on, come, come on! Don't you boys want a drinky?

Well, didn't take me long to get them to come over.
Dogs love my smile! Oh course, the sweet aroma of the yellow pound cake helped too! I patted them gently. These dogs were friendly pets that had survived, and had no choice but to eat, cause if they didn't shit, you knows what happens when you don't eat?

I am gonna have them as pets.
These boys were tiny babies pups, but one day if I don't eat them, they will grow up to be powerful, feisty dogs, sound and well put together, not clumsy nor long in the leg. I know them suckers, they got great personalities!

So, I pulled out some duck tape and, and wrapped it around their necks, and tied a rope to it, and tied the rope to a pole, and this way they wont get away. I will be back to get them later. I taped up their mouths shut, so they won't barks too much. I need to have peace and quiet, my nerves were shot!

So, anyways, I was just about to move down a little further on the rope, when holy shit! I spotted another dog! A big one eating a body too! Bam Bam bam, I let that hairy dill pickle, have it in the head, it was a labrador retriever, big black son of bitch, I shot the sucker cause it was big, big dog, with lots of meat on it! I gone fry that sucker up!

I took it, cause right now we ain't got no food, and I am going to eat this sucker. This boy I am gone sliced up and placed in the freezer, real nice! He could provide us with enough meat for month!

It was the next best thing to finding a pig!

So I knew what I had to do? Hey Sally! Sally? You, you, you hear me sally? Things are, looking up! Year!

[ 2 ]

Well, sir, there I was. yep! I had better days! But right now, I was climbing down, climbing down, ever so carefully, with the big old dog, I just shot, in this here bag over my shoulder.
As I went down, I couldn't help looking all around. There all around me was destroyed stores, lots of big fancy storefronts, all busted apart, signs hanging down precariously, with the plastics hanging down too, and the long florescent tubes that used to illuminate them, exposed and dark.

The storefront glass windows were shattered, all the store glass, was battered, busted and broken in huge dangerous pieces. Inside I could see, there were lots of smiling manikins, dressed in pretty fun in the sun outfits. Shit, they were so totally, totally, oblivious to the reality of the scene they were in the middle of.

Oddly, while just a few feet, away lay dead bodies of real people, tossed around like garbage, some with their heads missing, some looking like manikins pretty too, but dead on the floor, never to move no more!

So, I was, looking all around, shining my flashlight in the dark, as I got farther, and father down.
I wanted to see what's down here, even though most of it was distasteful and disturbing as all hell to me!
Boy, what a dark dank joint, this here place is, to see, I thought to myself!

I don't want to be down here any longer than necessary!

Shucks, boy, lots of crazy happenings in Bumble bugger land today.

I wish this day was over, and I could go back to camp, and get some shut eye, but, first I got to see if theres anyway we can get some food, out of this dam ship, other wise boy, its gone be curtains for me, and the other two dudes waiting for me, too!

There will be time to sleep afterwards I said to my self, right now,

I can't feel good about this, who the hell would?

When you got to climb down in a burnt boat, the size of the empire state building all by your self, hungry as all get go, and looking for something to eat, It makes me feel like, like a rat searching in the dark,
looking for a piece of cheddar cheese. Hmmm, Well, this doggy meat I caught, is our cheddar cheese, I guess, and, and it is a blessing!

We won't starve after all! Comforting thought, that is big relief, big relief for me!

And, this here rope, better not pop, cause I don't want to drop, but if I do, shucks, I better bounce boy, thats all I can say! I don't wont to impale my self on one of those giant, knife shaped, pieces of glass sticking up like teeth down there!

Won't make my day.

This has been a heck of a day too, I thought to my self trying to relax my poor mind as I descended in the black abyss!

This place is so dam creepy, I mean it, never been in something like this before!

It's like, like crawling around inside a stinking slimy garbage dump all by your self with no light! Shucks!

Whats this, I said to myself as I took the slaughtered dog meat, to the butcher shop on the lower floors. The light was flickering off and on. Oh shit, I thought, hope the electricity don't go. It's probably just a glitch. Anyways, so, as I got down to the butcher shop, I opened the door, the cold air hit me, chilled me to the bone, flicked on the light, and threw the bag down on the floor, near a water drain pipe.

And took the catch out of the bag, and grabbed a hose and washed it, and hose it down, good.
After that, I placed it on top of the large table, and I skinned it, took the buzz saw, sliced it up, threw the entrails away, and packaged up the prime pieces of meat, real neat!

Thinking about how the meat looks, I said to myself, woo,boy! Hold on now there partner! Goddam it, these folks I am with, Jonathan and Captain crazy, these boys, don't be accustomed to funny looking meat and all.

So why the hell, don't I take some extra time and hook it up, make it look, real nice !

I pulled out this here shiny blue electric shaver I found, and plugged the sucker into the wall! It started buzzing, like a loud bat out of hell, and I carefully shaved off any tell tails signs of doggy hairs, yep, sucker was looking smooth!

I want to make it look good, you know what I mean? Want it to appear just like real pork chops, so when I feed it to Jonathan and Di andronikos, they would be fooled, and gulp it down happily, with out second thoughts, and without asking any questions, smile and ask for seconds, no problem!

That was my plan!

I will let them get accustomed to eating it for couple of weeks, and sometime in the future.

I will tell the boys, what they are really eating, cause, it isn't easy to wrap your head around things you got to do to stay alive, you know what I mean?

This is a crucial step to mentally to accept, do you, do you know what I am saying?

Crucial stuff, partner, getting your mind to go along, with traditions you been brought up with to think are wrong!

And Goddam it, are dam wrong, but shit, life is a movie, and you are in it.

And when it comes time, hear me, when it comes time to play the bad role, the insane role, to stay alive, you play or you die, brother mother sucker!

Get your mentality ready, ready for living on the edge, ready to face death and tell him, no, no, n o, . . . I won't go! Get your mind, your self mentally and physically preparing to live in this new world on the new Earths. Hard as it gone be!

Your body needs time to adjust, and your mind gone needs time, too!

Time to take, and you know, get use to living like this and thinking like this, in this new way of living and new ways of cannibalism.

It ain't gone be easy.

It ain't gone be easy, at all, boy!

Breaks your heart, breaks my heart to say it, but what it is, is what it is, when you don't got no other alternatives!

I feel broken hearted and betrayed that I got to do it this way, but this is the cards we have been dealt. Sally? Sally? I know you out there, some where Sally. I am, I am hangin on, with broken wing and freakin song!

[ 3 ]

I will play any card to survive, wouldn't anybody?
I knew what I had to do. Ain't no body need to tell me my next step. I wasn't born yesterday baby!
I went straight on back to the freezers. Yep! There were dozens, dozens of frozen people in the chambers. I chose the man, in the super cold freezer, That dude! The one we spotted before. The guy who froze to death, while standing up, calling on his cellphone for help. I took him, placed him on a hand truck, and rolled the boy, down the hall to the butcher shop, about hour later, I left. I did, I did what any man would do, who had a survivalist mentality and attitude and knew goddam well what had to be done.

This new world, ain't made for sissies! Sissy's, don't thrive, only the bad survive!

Especially in life and death times, like this!

Afterwards, I headed back up the ropes. My mission now, was to verify, if what I did, was justified or not, it all depended on if I find meat to eat or not?

I had to see, I just had to see, if it was true or false. If there was any real fresh eatable meat on board? Boy, I tell you, sir, It didn't look good.

The map showed, the meat lockers were located on the west side of the boat, the side that was devastated by fire. I headed over there, cautiously optimistic.

I climbed through the mountains of debris, swinging from one rope to the next like Tarzan, the man, but with a bright flashlight on my gas mask on my head, climbing down in the pitch blackness of the boat bed.

There, in the dark. Strange [ BLEEPING ] sounds came. Some drops of water was falling down, from far above me, perhaps two or three hundred feet high above over me. The drips would zoom down.

It would smack me all over and in my face too, sounding like something like this, " spat, spat and spat," again, and roll down my body cold like ice! And wetting my hands, wetting me all up, loosening my ability to grip the goddam rope tight.

Making the ropes slimy and slippery, year, increasing my chances of, of of slipping and falling to my death. I held tight, as best I could, looked all around, then down below I saw it.

It was so black, so dangerous and doomy looking to me, it, it got me a worried, real worried, I wouldn't make it out alive.

The it, I was talking about, was, was, It was the every thing down here! The totality of it was mind boggling to me. All the gloom, all the destruction in this dark hell hole, with me in it. With me in here, in here. I had to desperately try to stay in touch with my self, to understand where here was. Was here really here, this this really happened? Oh, the inhumanity of it all, so many people fall, so many gone, went for boat ride, a boat ride. from which they will never come back at all. I stopped a second and hung dangling on the rope, like a tiny spider on a web, and shined the beam of the flashlight around me looking in amazement at all the massive collapsed stores fronts, trapping scores of people in deep cavities of the waste and the rubble like ants.

The aura of death and gloom was palpable, thick in stench of the air, of the this particular part of the doomed ship. Thousand and thousands of heads, feet, arms lay mixed in with waste all rotting.

I walked on so many eyeballs, I had to force my self not to pay them any mind anymore, they'd go pop, when you walk on one! And go pop, when you walk on two. and pop pee dee pop, pop, I kept walking, i wasn't gone stop!

I just walked straight, not think about it and just do what I got to!

It had bad feelings about it.

Very bad feelings!

I saw skeletons, caught up and hanging, in streams of electrical wires. The fire ravaged them.

They didn't have no flesh, undressed, bones bare seen, not none. It had all been burned off clean, son!

Horrible!

They were doomed, emaciated dead whited ashed human skeletons frames, they hung in the air like on a clothes line. Like, or looking like, they had been lynched, hung dangling on the electrical wires, high in the air.

Slowly rotating there, around as if on a circus display!

I couldn't look, had, had to turn my eyes away! Rather than look up there and see their bodies sway!

I saw a baby, it was disgusting! Don't settle for less! No! Dead!

As if, as if part of some nightmarish theatrical, some nightmarish theatrical set! It was spooky!
But, best I could tell, only live thing down here moving was me, lonely scary feeling that thought was, but, but, I told myself, get over it! After all, how much longer will take to find out what I needed to know, then get out of here!
That will be that, and I can forget it all, or try to at least! But right now, it was hard to see, I was alert to the max, my eyes wide nervously exploring every single nook and cranny.

I was, was shaking my head crazily all around, so the flashlight would give me an idea where I was.
I was in spooky-land. People who travel into spooky-land die.

I hope to god I don't. Enough BS! Enough time lost, I got to concentrate, as a ex-soldier, I had a job to do. I can day dream later, I told my self! I got to keep my wits about me. If I don't I am a goner! Then, after a while, I got my minds thoughts straight, and I lowered myself down, down, down a little more to the floor. And shined the flashlight to where the meat lockers were. Finally the answer was there. Boy, I shook my head, opened my eyes wide as can be and stared like a [ BLEEPING ] Jerk!

Plastic? Glass, what, what the [ BLEEPING ] shit was it?
Oh, shit! Goddam. Oh I get it. The , the fire must of melted all this shit. Melted till it turned into a river o boiling combination of all the crap down here. When cooled it left this section sealed up under it, thats what must of happened, can't think of nothing else as looked and shined the flashlight down and saw the shiny sheet of what thought was glass, but .
That whole section was sealed over complete, sealed under a thick layer of glass or something like it.
It was so dam incredible. OH My God! Shit, reminds me of all the Bull Shit, I hear scientist rapping about, how you know, how hot them dam, volcanos gets! Sucker, it melts everything! And this sheet of glass, it, it was holy shit, I guess, well ?
Bad fish! was? Perhaps six feet or more of some sort of glass under me. Sucker, was shiny, too! Could see my face in the sucker! I assume the intensity of the fire, it was so hot that the infrastructure boiled like hot butter, mud der! And melted metals, plastics and glass, and if I was there would of melted my ass too, and turned it into, into a liquified soup and just poured it all over everything down here. Oh hell year! Off limits, it was boy, If it was off limits to me, and its most certainly is off limits to me, then, thats it, its off limits to everybody, cause I can't get to it. If I can't nobody can.

Besides that, cause ain't no [ BLEEPING ] coming down here, besides me!
Ain't, no body coming down here.
They got to be crazy or desperate like me!

Shucks, I thought to myself, whispering to myself, I said, I am desperate, desperate to live. I need a drink. I must, must be crazy, shit, to come down here in all this. All the way down here by my self. This, is hell, then I noticed my feet. I felt heat, my bottoms of, of my cowboy boots were getting hot, this sucker I was standing on, was still warm, and burning my shoes. Plus, it was releasing god knows what type of chemicals and shit in the air. Who's know what I am exposing my self to. Thank, God I got a mask, Shit!
I looked around, the meat lockers, wow, gone! Buried under this hard glass shit! No, way in hell to, to get to them bad boys!

I need to get the get hell out!

Next stop on my mission now, was to get to the other side of this ship, to where the map said was the can food warehouse, lets hope I have better [ BLEEPING ] LUCK. I told my self to get over it, and get a hold of the rope and get out of there.

My thoughts wandered as I climbed back up. My life seemed weird all the time, I had been born with power to do, do strange stuff. Stuff other people couldn't.

I all ways had a strangeness about me.
My child hood was a nightmare because of it.

I was always able to move stuff, little metal toys, toy cars and silverware, small things. No, I know what your thinking all kids can do that, yep, but all kids can't do it using the mind powers only.
Sure folks would say, all ways say to me, I am crazy, the mad little boy, the madman. And I would be tempted to prove it, but I, I well, when I do, it would bring bad luck, and cause worse trouble, so, it's best keep it a secret.

Other wise, they'd call me crazy.
Cause some times I can do it, and sometimes I can't. Year, like my secret ability as a ventriloquist. I do it from time to time. Never got rich doing it!

Yes mad, yes I am, I guess, I am, all of those things, but
I am all these things, and more, more, more, I always thought I was not just mad but, I thought, maybe, I should never have been born. I was always felt out of place, somehow. I remember, as I grew up, found out lots of folks did not have the power to move stuff using their minds only as I did.

You know what y'all call, telekinetic powers.

Most folks said, it was a lie. Call us quacks, and shit, its true. a lot of knuckle heads, want make like they are something they not, and do BS! But, nature is in control of who gets what and how! One out of a million got a little! We who can do it sometimes, are thrown in the nut house, or disliked, or we ourselves under pressure, just go insane, or, we just keep it to ourselves, and live out our crazy lives as best we could, and die insane.

Being born different, ain't never easy.

No, nobody, sure in hell knows about me. And I know before the world ended there
there was just a few, sisters, brothers, my parents, perhaps some of my neighbors I did tricks on. But otherwise I kept it to my self. when I was little I fooled my friends when I would play with Sally, and her boy friend the turtle. His name was Tall, lee blue.

My people thought Sally, could talk! The horse was able to talk, and was understanding them, but it was really just me! But I would throw my voice as a ventriloquist, and make my voice come out of Sally the horse, and sing : Yee pee eye a eye Oh, Yee pee eye a eye Ho. My boy friend is a turtle and he is so small, but I don't care at all, Yee pee eye a eye Oh, Yee pee eye a eye Ho! Ha, ha, ha, ha, . . Yep, I remember.
Year, those were the happy days. But, just look where I am now. All of a sudden, a large drop of water, came zooming down from up above, and smacked me in right in the face. POW! That woke me up! Time to pay attention or die! I looked up, the water, drops of water was dripping down from high above! I looked up!

And I was seeing the ceiling above me. And I am seeing stuff. I heard a moment ago, something like as if the ceiling was buckling or trying to fall. Stuff, I dam sure don't want to happen, I am dam sure tempted to. Try!
Cause, God doggit, what I see, is the ceiling, it, it looks, it just might fall or pieces of it. Shit, year, looks like it about to fall or snapping and sending pieces down, or tiny slivers of metals. It's hard to see in the dark, but. yes, some junk is falling loose! They are zooming down, this is not drips of water like before, these are tiny pieces of metal suckers that will slice me , cut me up me and kill me, if it hits me, hits my hands for sure, I would have have let go of the rope.

So, now didn't plan to use my gifts, my secret gifts, my mental powers, but it's as I always say, when the time comes, it's use it or lose it times, or die.

It's death time coming down fast and furious at me.

I had to act. I used all my strength to tighten my mind up quick, concentrate, concentrate and straighten my thoughts to think, to focus on the falling hunks of big sheets metal.
I used something hardly no one knows about me, my, my secret gifts and summand my mind to bend the trajectories of the falling metals away from me just in time, some did bend away.

Zooming away to the left and right, out of my sight!
I kept on concentrating but my mental strength in this area of the unknown arts of the mind, are weak and suddenly, one big piece of metal, the size of a basketball came down, hit me in the head knocking me out.

I was seeing stars!

I was dizzy, confused delusional and loosened my grip on the rope and fell backwards akimbo style flipping around.

Falling back with a thud, on the bizarre surface of the glass. I came down with an impact that hurt like all hell, stunning me as I bashed my head again on the ground! Lost!
The surface was steaming, warm in some spots and cool in others.
I screamed in pain and passed out, dazed and out of my head. I was bugging! Nuts!
I, I began, began to, to to hear, things, like strange sounds that merged with other sounds of the destroyed ship, the dripping water grew louder, and louder, the pounding sounded like drum beats in my head, dead, dead, dead, die, boom, boom!
Boom, boom boom, the dripping water-boarding, was too much for stupid me, driving insaner than I already was!
Then it started. Voices, voices and seeing strange forms in the blackness of the voids down here, shaking, floating worlds, all over the place going around, and around like on a merry go round. All kinds of stuff I saw moving on the surfaces of the corregated strange decks ceilings above me. Was it real? Then, oh oh! Yeeiiii ha,ha,ha,
A voice of a young girl cried, Deep Brooders wicket intruders killing the mothers of the good, you wicket filthy man, then and a angry mans voice yelled, watch out, watch, for the disturber of my calm, you are the disturber of my calm, you, must watch out for a Queen! A queen, is watching, looking for your other personality, in you, you who have so many personalities, he said.
Then he began laughing, Oh, ha, ha, ha! Oh, ha, ha, ha ha, ha, ha!

Another voice uttered, die, die and the word echoed a thousand times, with echoes getting fainter till they faded to a whisper. But still churning wildly. Then it yelled! Man over board, help! Man over board! Mannnn in the water!
The voices came out of the walls of the ship?
I don't know?
Was it the dead people yelling at me?
I don't know? I don't know? I don't know?
Was it the ship's spirit, screaming out at me?
I don't know, if it was my brain insane, or what a tiny sliver of deformed imagination I had left, or what?

But me, me, Goddam it, things, not, not going, going good for me, I was losing it. My mind, mind my, my, head. My head was pounding, the headache sprung up suddenly. I felt it, it was dam, dam dam bad news, tell you that much! I was losing it!

Die, the man's voice screamed, screamed at me again, in the pitch blackness, echoing in my head! Die! Die, Dieee!
Die, it said, as I lay down, phosphate on the ground shivering in fear of the dark that surrounded me, and the end of me, near!

I mustarded up my own thunder and roared back, NO! I said no! It screamed back. Die, No, yes you must, No, I said. Die,

Die, no I won't.
Oh. Yes, you will! No! You must! No, hell no! Death wants you.
I don't give a shit, I am getting out of here! Oh no you not!
Oh no you not little man!
Not! Up yours, vagina hina ghetto climber!

Ha, ha, ha, . . . You are dead, just that you don't know it, he said to me! You are crazy and must die!

Don't even think of it, I said. I' think what I want too! Say what I want too! I got, I got what you don't sucker, life!
I got one, and you don't, if you do, come out of the [BLEEPING ] darkness and show your [ BLEEPING ] face! Then hearrd a lot of voices and then It all sounded crazy, and confused :

Hell, yes I am. No! Oh no, we won't allow it.
Pull it, how much? No, he is, is the one! He's the one!
Hell, no. Your not, you are dead one, You are crazy I will get out,
Oh no you won't, Oh, no you won't, Oh, no you won't. Will too! I yelled back at the sucker!

Won't! Oh, yes, I will! Will not ! Wont. Oh yes i will! Oh no you won't, ha, ha, ha! Won't cause you're not here, you are dead! You been dead along time, the maggots got you ha, ha, ha, !

I remember coming to, my mind clearing just a little, blurry still, found, and found myself, I found myself flat, on my back. I was laying on the lumpy slick surface of the glass, strewn with waste and rubble, with a little white worms, was falling down like rain! it was maggots. I brushed them off my face, licked my lips cause they were getting dry, and the maggots were trying to get inside! I was getting thirsty. It was getting hot!
I freaked out. My piss leaked out.

It's like I was in an oven being fried up, to be eaten!
Are you going to eat me, I asked?

What?

Yes, said another voice, from here you will never get out!

Never get out, you are dead, it said.

The voices vowed, I would perish down here, and by the way things were happening, it looked that way to me, too, but I be dam, if this cowboy was gonna give up!

The voices! Then it stopped. It stopped just like that, then there was silence. Shit silence, sounded good!
I looked up, I tried to stop that metal from hitting me in the head but couldn't! So, my secret power of tele-kinetics, was bull shit! It didn't work when I needed it too!

It really didn't help me at that, nothing, that's what I got, and ah, oh Oh, hell, I was sweating, my eyes were watering. But I was alive. And that's what mattered to me!

That helmet, I had on, the plastic shield covering on the face of the mask, I was wearing got fogged up with maggots.
I could see my perspiration on it! Little balls of drops of water mixed in with the worms. I looked at the white maggots and they looked back at me, as if to say we are patient
We can wait!

That's what was happening, as I breathed heavy, panting!

My head was spinning, so hard to stay focused!

It looked like I was just about to die, dead, loosing my head, I said I got to, to get the [ BLEEPING ] out!

I was exhausted. A stupid crazy thought, popped in my stupid crazy head, irony, I thought about a TV commercial I seen years ago. It was about a lady, an old lady who fell down, and she yells in a phone to the medics, so they who do these kind of things, would rush to her home and save her ass. She yelled out for help, I have fallen down Too, like the old lady in the TV commercial, who screams out, " I have fallen and I can't get up," but funny thing was, I tried to get up, but, and some how, I couldn't get up, so who the [ FREAKIN ] am I gone scream to?
shit, but I said, to myself I must, because now, now what was happening, way above me, high up, maybe one hundred feet or so, I could see a piece of metal. It was about to fall down. It was dangling, dangling down. Twisting around making a strange noise like it was ripping!

It was swaying, swaying, breaking it self off, from the broken debris above me.

It was a strip that was swaying, and as swayed back and forth, it was tearing it self way from the part it was connected to. well sir, it suddenly snapped.

It dropped loose.

It was shaped like a big 4x8 sheet of metal. The sheet metal came flying down! It whistled through the air as it came zooming down zigzagging, curling around, bending into every shape, changing and looking like a huge sharp guillotine blade, about to slice me in two, what could I do?

Now, I said, no one knows about me, or at least the very, very few who did know about me, are dead now, so nobody knows what I could do, or what secret powers I had, but now in these fast seconds of impending fast death, I summoned my crazy head to give me the power, give the power, one more chance, dam 'it, to save my [ FREAKIN ] life!

Give me, the mental power, to exercise a force against this oncoming blade of doom coming down to slice off my neck!

It was,, use it, or lose it time, or die!

One-second later the huge flying metal, relented, zigzagged, veering off course and just missed me, just in time, so close I could feel the vibrating the air waves as it slammed down.

It slammed into the glass surface floor, four feet away with a horrid twanging boom, metal bending sound and violently ricocheted back up, up and around in circles dozens of times, looking like and electric fan, bouncing crazily from one wall to the next, slicing deeply into the far wall of debris, where it finally came to a dead stop to rest!
My heart had stopped, but now it was OK, I breathe deeply, the fear was still there, real boy! real boy, real!

I felt like one lucky ass cowboy! I was smiling inside my mask, but shucks!
My powers, they, they were weak, year, yep, but, them bad boys, they came through, they worked for me this time. Shit! Thank God! Other wise, boy, hmmm, I wouldn't be talking, know that much! Some times I try to use them and nothing happens. Nothing! Not a Goddam thing! But this time they came through for me, phew!

Boy, I looked at the metal dug into the wall, and I was relieved it didn't dig into me! To be alive, ain't easy, but got to do what you can, to stay that way! Death don't play!

I breathed deeply into the gas mask, thank goodness it was, was still protecting me from the fumes. But I had, to, I Oh no, I, got to get, I was passing out dreaming. My head felt like it was blacking out, something funny, with me, wrong, fizzy dizzy.
I got to escape, I got to.

My head was bad, the confusion in my mind was making me see and hear things. It was difficult to tell what was real. The craziness and confusion, I use to suffer was coming back.

It was this air down in this place.
I felt the back of me getting hotter, laying on this hot glass was not good at all,

It was burning me, to the point I couldn't stand it much more. I burst out and yelled, Ow Ow, Oh, no, no and somehow, got the strength, and got back up on my feet fast, cause it was hot, and burning my ass!

Then the walls of the debris seemed to move, move mysteriously. The walls of the boat vibrated, moving in and out, as if alive. as if alive, no jive! The metal walls, began leaning, bending this way, and that, swelling up then, bucking back, like it was alive, alive walls, jiggling around like jello, bending in, bending out, in and out.

Was I imagining this, was I? Was I? Or was I seeing it in real time. A reality crime, a place I shouldn't be? Oh shit, God dam it, why is this shit happening to me? Was I, outside of myself?
or was I outside of me? Was this an out of body experience? I don't know, I just couldn't tell, just, just couldn't distinguish at all, was this thing I was leaning up against a wall, was it gonna tip over and I would fall? It was so [ Freak'in ] weird, I got scared, and I ain't no God dam, bubble eyed funker loser, and I dam sure in hell, wasn't going to stand around to find out! The walls had large pieces of ripped and shredded up metal, made this cowboy feel like he was in a hot kettle, and gone be cooked! All that stuff above me, looked like it was about to fall. Dangerous stuff, glass, wires, parts, insulation, nuts, and bolts, seemed to come alive, and synchronized, as if in a grand orchestra, and started to tremble, vibrate, and started falling down again!

All the hell I knew, was it was time for me to get the [ BLEEPING ] out of here!

The strips of metal began banging making strange sounds and I don't know, I think I felt a draft of air, blow in, that made the metals bang together more. As if following a musical score of death, with it's own alphabet, with it's own words, for my tombstone, an an epithet of death!

The hundreds of shredded dangling, hanging strips of metal and smashed web glued glass, turned blue, and like ghosts in the blackness of the boat, swayed, and swayed, and swayed, slowly, slowly, slowly,
back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, south, west, east and north. Suddenly, then, then signaling the end, they banged into each other like slithering scaly snakes, and crashed!

The electrical dangling wires, touched each other, like a demonic loving mother, [ Bleeper ] that, twitched and lashed, rapping their parts around each other. And it, shit, that, those, the noise's they made, they seemed to chime like as, as if I was in a church? A church of death! Now in a church, there is a search, for a connection to the, the supernatural, the deity rarity, a last chance place you go, when the problems overflow, as lady death licks your nose, kisses your cheeks, presses her cold, icey, red lips against yours, and puts you in a lurch. Search, she does for you, she doesn't give a shit if you're a woman or a man, understand, this is where, in here the feeling beating, beating in, but, I am Big Rex, they, call me that cause I don't flex, I fight! You, pathetic penis, so small and heinous, you really, you really, don't think you're going anywhere? Do you, doom you, do you, doom you, doom you, do you, doom you, you are not allowed to escape, my algorithm to you will evaporate! Letting you live was a mistake, I hope I didn't make? I have travel all across the galaxy to get here, and now I have stumbled across you, and just look at you you're a piece of human garbage! It's your personality, mality, that just won't quit!

Did you know, human, your mother really hated you, she didn't want you to be born, Oh, ha, ha, oh who who, ha, ha, hee, hee, ha, ha, . . . I imagined a inhuman like voice saying and laughing at me, and I remembered yelling back to the vagina hina ghetto climber, mother ocker,[ Bleeper ] sucker! Listen up! Listen up turkey, this ain't gone worky!
All you can do is talk, all I can do is walk, and get the hell out of this place, ace, and that's what I am gone do, fool! Who was this voice? This voice was from where?
Big Rex's valiant though he was, his fractal, limited mental capacity comprehension, intellectual life construct, restricted space time deduction, by his fate's time loop.

I was angry at my self, as I got angrier a strength coming from some where returned to me, harnessing me with the extra strength, I needed somehow to get myself going!

I managed to raise up myself, stumbled as I made it to my feet. I got to, to the rope dangling down, and grasped it with my hands, my fingers felt it, it was slippery, but slippery or not I grasped tighter, and, and crawled my way up, up, one hand over the next, pulling myself up. I crawled up and out of there to the next deck. And didn't look back!

I laid down for a second, just a second i thought. It was Oh my God, such a, a frightening experience. My heart was beating hard I could feel it!
It was, it, it was not over. Don't know if it will ever be.

I felt weird, confused.So much stuff had happened!
My head was not right. I wasn't thinking, thinking right!

I felt faint, but resisting it, I summand myself to keep on moving.
I had, I had to, tired or not! I had to get away.
I had to move away from this part of the ship. It was ghost equipped!
About twenty minutes later, luckily, I was feeling better.
I was determined to continue, this was not a dream.
This was not a game. Mt life was on the line!
This was my real life, real as it can be, and if I wanted to stay alive, I had to act fast.

I started climbing back up, the cables line were wet! I wa praying I wouldn't slip down the wet ropes, cause if I did that would be the end for real this time.

Well, took a while, but, I guess after about thirty minutes, I found them. The other food storerooms, where can goods were supposed to be stored.
There was no fire, no fire damages over here, best I could looking from the outside.

My heart was hoping for the best, while expecting the worst! And sure enough, I found one in a hallway, and it had a large gray metal door with a sign painted it, that read, Bay5A! It was one of those huge metal corrugated, sliding door type of things, with a giant brass shiny lock and chains on it.

I smiled apprehensively, as I shined the flashlight on the big pad lock. And I had to stretch over to get to the lock, in a precarious manner, but the key I got from the captain opened the lock, and the door slid slowly back, making a big rumble sound as it opened up.

It was black inside, and at first, I got kind of scared that it was gonna be empty. I shined the flash light inside, and alleluia!

FOOD!

There it was food, boxes and boxes of cans of vegetables on palettes!

Lots and lots of cans, cans, and cans, of food all kinds packed in boxes. I found box cutters, and stapler guns, and stamp markers, to mark the prices, and plastic tapes.

I cut open a box and pulled a can of Delmonty, whole pineapples slices. And from another box, a can of cranberry sauce, cans of whole kernel corn. I grabbed up a dozen or so in my arms like they, were little babies, and rocked them in my arms enthusiastically. I kissed the suckers lovingly, thats just how happy I was, to find them! Shucks, them bad boys, they looked oh, so good to me! That one storage room was full of boxes of cans of corn, beans, string beans, beets, pineapple slices.

All type of stuff, perhaps a couple thousand cans of food in all, and that was just one locker.

I pulled a box of assorted vegetables out, I wanted to take up top, and closed back the door. And went on to the to the next hallway and I was in good sprits, there was no meat, or canned fish, like tuna or salmon, or spam or corn beef hash, no steaks, no meats treats at all, but that was Ok. Well, not OK! But, What the hell, I found, was just great!

This meant we would survive, no jive! All we had to do was come down and haul this shit out of here.
An enormous task, year! But whose complaining. It's raining can food! hey, jude, it is rain can food! Ha, ha, ha, , . Got think! You sit down, for a moment , pause and, and ponder stuff. Ya living life in the rough! Doing a lotta stuff!
Now, the only place to bring all this out to is the campsite! But, but shucks, can't leave it outside in the elements to get wet by rain and exposed to winds no, sir. But, there is nowhere else to go with it? Nowhere but, but my campsite and holy crap, I just remembered! The holes in the mountains, the holes in ground, the big ass caves all round! Yes, the cave located next to it, that's it! That the [ Bleeping ] answer! That's, it, boy, that's it by golly! Lucky thing I thought of it!

When, that fateful doomed hated day, the end of the world day came, when the earth world was exploding, that's where, I hid. Deep inside! That's why I am alive! When, I was down in the caverns to hide, during the all that destruction and all, the explosions ignited the climax of the Earth. That was the end! The end my friend!
Well, anyway, I hid down there, I hid, I hid. It was simple, flee or not to flee, or stand and be a burned up man. or run like a rabbit and save your ass!

Boy, I chose to run! I ran, ran hey, seems like yesterday, cause it was! Only a few days have passed.
Why, I heard. I did, the death call. The death called that day.
So, this here cowboy fled, red, left everything behind in bed, just grabbed my saddle bag, and weapons and ran!
Quick, thought I did, grabbed my low life, and fled, and hid in the caves, to salvage my soul, my puny life all told. All I got, with my buggers in my nose and my snot! I was pissing in my pants as I ran. Savior if there is any, save this man! i am the only mother [ Bleeper, ] that knows what to do, and can!

In that Vulnerability, my feelings of existence was occurring as fact; actual rather than imaginary, but, I swear my mind was no good, you can believe that!
I couldn't see things like i should, the way other people could, didn't know if I was doing the right thing, or i should! On that end of times day, I felt the concussion rushing and jumped down a hole.
My intuition, mysterious pick ups on death of the planet, is what i sensed. I felt it, and the first step I made even without thinking, was to react, and run like a mother [ Bleeper ]! To flee to or not to flee, that was me!
Need to forget it, now!

Down in there, them caverns, them caves, sweat'en and betting for a slim chance to make it, and live, luckily, and that's what saved my butt.

For a while, for a while, this child, boy called it life! Life on earth, had options, backward, or no nothing! So, our politicians, stupid ass, jackasses that they are, chose no nothing! BOOM TIME! It was a crime! We went backwards, without electricity, no IPhones, no takeout dinner's, no pizza, no Internet, no Youtube, no more getting laid, we went back to pre-industrial society! No, we were not so lucky! We back even father back, . . . to caveman times!
And guess what? I am the man! ha, ha, ha, ha, . . .

Without electricity and people how far backwards is that impact, all the back, all the way backwards! Now, the world before was so messed up! The rich people acted greedy, didn't help the needy! The poor trusted the rich, who shouldn't be trusted, and got busted. Seems we just don't understand! Bottom line, is I am gone have to start, . . .
I have to start this BS, all over, all over again, from scratch!
I am not a man anymore, I am what I am an outlaw! I am a survivor of a time, a memory, in my mind, and my mind is not good, Goddam it, anymore!

I don't know what, or how, or even if it's possible? I don't know what to think, anymore?
But if you were to ask me, if I rather be dead, than go through that day again ahead?

I go through that day again every minute, I close my eyes, I hear the rumble partner. I hear the sounds, the sounds the earthquakes makes, bad music, year, it may have stopped in reality, but I can still hear it, smell it, it is still playing in the channels and estuaries of my gummed up brain, Goddam it, it's still happening in my head! That said, its disconnecting me. Me, cutting me from, from reality!

My head, over and over again, till I am dead!! I close my eyes, close them, still I see it. It is the sound track, that will defined me from now on. It is the sound track, of the world being destroyed, that will drive me, will force me to use my fight or flight instincts, to do, to do any Goddam thing I must do to live. What ever it takes! Truth boy, not fakes!
Harsh days is what it takes, to propel the good to run out of hell. And this boy, I ran out of hell, like a madman, flip-side is cause, cause I knew, that thing, that feeble, fragile thing, life!
We, all can lose it, at the drop of a hat, just like that!

But, I remember, I remember, I remember when I was down there. Boy, when I was down in them caves, I noticed a big stream inside, big stream of rushing water, but the water was boiling hot, jumping up!

Steam, just coming up hot! Perhaps, it's cooled down by now, and, and drinkable by now, don't rightly know!
One thing, er um huh, One, thing I do know, that cave is perfect for storing stuff! If we do get this stuff out, dog gone it, that's where, where I think, we will put it, for safe keeping!

Yep! Wait, I am exhausted, thinking ahead. I still got to get out of here alive first. I am gone take things one step at a time, boy!

So, that was it, the good and the bad, and the sick tricks, all the conduits to hell! This here cowboy ain't scare to stick his finger in the eyes of fate, say wait! Big Rex, me, I don't play that! Well, sir, like I said, I am not gone complain, cause believe you me, if I didn't find those cans of vegetables, and didn't cut up that frozen meats, down stairs in the freezer, we be a bunch of starving dudes, and dying, dying of hunger. dying, I ain't lying. Hunger hurts boy, it's gut-check thing, I know! Your stomach, don't play, its either empty or full!

What do I know? Fate raps up into a pillow, bad surprises, for a fellow and when exhausted, strength gone! You go tired and , you rest you head on it, you die in your sleep, cain't trust fate, mate, fates a creep!
Shucks, fates a creep!

Sometime, sometimes like in war, you sleep with your eyes open, or one eye open , one eye closed! We often wish to live vicariously someones else life, thinking they got it better, than us, forgetting that die too, so they ain't much better than you!

I, been, witness, to it!

When a dude goes to the army, to war it maims, it shames, but most of all, you get to see people go, go hungry, lose weight and fall flat and in pain, go insane and die of hunger!
Is there no wonder, I can say that much! It's not a rush! But it will bust your brains, if you think to much about it! War ordains lots of folks insane!
Now us, me, Jonathan and the Captain, with my lucky finds, We don't got, no regular ordinary animal meat, like pig meat, cow meat, chicken and fish, but meat, we gone eat tonight, year boy, ha, ha, ha, got that right!
I said to myself, smiling with a big ass smile, like a old flee ridden horny [ BLEEPING ] hound dog from Arizona, boy! Ha, ha,ah!
I could smell it now, boy, dinner time! Hmmmm, after I fry up good, those bad boys with onions, and salt and barbecue sauce, Hmmm, yep. Put a little cranberry sauce on those bad boys, that meat gone be smoking!
I couldn't wait! I was dreaming about it!
I could taste it, Hmmmm good! Finger licking good! Anyway enough day dreaming!
I got to do something!

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I wanted to relieve my self and needed to do it fast, dam, I been holding it in for the longest!.
I could just do it anywhere, but with all these dead people looking at me, I could piss on them, but out of respect for dead, who don't got no bed, I said later gator.

I know this sounds crazy, but,you know. I felt better if found a bathroom.
Each deck had lots of them. So I headed back to the bathroom, and as was walking along, BOOM, suddenly the floor gave way, Holy shit man, I fell! And, hit my head, that rung my bells, I tumbles down, to the ground, and and hit the floor with a thud, but luckily I had a sort of soft landing.

I say soft, relatively speaking, cause what really happened was, I fell down on this here big, rolled up, thick curtain! Crap, shucks! Otherwise, I be hurting on that curtain, sad, and, mad! Curtain, just happened tobe laying where it was. Lucky me, for that! It was a big, long, gold, and yellow, colored curtain; all old dirty, wet and a soggy looking theater type curtain!

It was a huge amount of material, and it was dripping wet. That's what broke my fall. The water in it, and all! Other wise who knows? I might'a have broke my nose, boy? Or broke a leg, or who the hell knows, and hat means, not being able climb that rope anymore, I would of died! Shit, life, it's really is something! Always something, happening unexpectedly. You can count on it.

There on the spur of the moment!

So, many thoughts floods this rebels mind.

We watch Big Rex. It is he, who had escaped, numerous fatal injuries, into this journey into this ship, stuck in a mountain, in the shifting sands of turbulent times!

The ship allowed him into it's dark foreboding fathoms.
The ship allowed him to discover, it's lost secrets, and suffer it's wrath!
Suffer its depression, repression, witness first hand, it's palpable taste of human waste, Oders in the air, there! Gloom, one smelled, in the rooms of doom! Weary be he, dead see, aclimate yourself, for it's every bodies destiny!

Yes, he's stressed at the behest of the spirits of this ship, argued with it, argued with its currents in intrepid voice of madness, struct sadness in his heart it did.

Longing lost, is his vanity, embraced his insanity, cause the acrid, bitter taste of reality, mocked such one as he, was too much for him. Nature sin? Too, much for anyone.

Who would do better?
Who do?
who do?
Who do Sane or insane, other than him, if faced with the same predicaments, same similar fates?

Hi! It's me Madcow Sammy , OMG. That boat is looney house! I think BR, has some issues? Who the hell he thinks he is? This BR, is unbelievable! Wow, and that boat, I don't think its a good idea to be in there at all.
Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Boy! " Anyway, Got to consult Toni, cause, this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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Continuation tribute to the Master Buddhi

Stories inspired by his work ; entitled " Mandelbox In The Water " rendered and created by Master Buddhi in the year 2011 on Earth!

THE MASTER BUDDI TRIBUTES INSPIRED FRACTALIC CHRONOLOGIES
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Fractal Extreme Nightmare Horror Stories

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BAD PERSONALITIES

MISS LOVEKILLJOY DEAF

CHAPTER 2

Now, the excitement really begins!

The guards out numbered the girls, but unknown to them, they were pitted against superior fire power, heavy weights ARs and some super smart, sneaky foxy ladies!i
It wasn't gone be a fair fight, as they soon were gone to learn!

Bullets were flying all over the place, zinging here zinging there and cascading with the crazy fire power, and the propulsion of bullets from hell!

They'd sink in to walls hit the metal beams and ricocheting like mad! You can hear them flying, whizzing by over head.

They whiz flying by, and you hope it doesn't have your name on it!

And, nothing but nothing can give Miss Love more satisfaction, than hot machine guns in her hands blasting away!

Some Guards, on getting hit, instantly flew out their chairs, and pitched forward in the air, rolling over dead!

Three guys sitting down were hit in the back, the volley of bullets shot, approximately a hundred and twenty five rounds lit them up, like the forth of july!

The suits they had on, received so many burning orange white bullet holes in it, it seemed they were just about ready to catch on fire. Each hole had smoke rising out from it, and you see the mens bodies, shaking around violently as they got shot again, and again, and again, till one guys back opened up and his spine flew out through his stomach onto floor landing next to somebodies kidneys, and his arms got shot up so badly, it fell off while it still had a gun in his hands! His lifeless head bounced on the wooden floor twice with thud!

Another dude, got up, turned around guns just a blazing! He caught a bullet round to the face, that striped off his lips, knocking out all teeth leaving him toothless, save for three teeth! His two front teeth and one lower small tooth in his bottom jaw bone, thats it, and chopped off his nose and finally impaled in him in the chest, and nailed to the wooden wall like a Coney Island Hot Dog!
He hung there, up against the wall, with what was left of his mouth, wide open, and his eye balls looking all around, bleeding like there was no tomorrow!

His situation is so bleak, despite that, he somehow managed to raise up his gun and discharge two rounds Bam! Bam!
Jackie saw it coming, and dived head first under a table, as the bullets struck it, leaving burning bullet holes in the dark wood!

Jackie, angry and pis't off, peeked out and shot the man in the heart! Bam, rat , tat, tat taow! He yelled owwww, his last words before he dropped dead!

Suddenly, POW, POW, rang out shots, as another one of the men guarding the Ambassador, jumped on to the bar, running along it, shooting at Miss Love, POW, POW, POW! Then, quickly, Laticha, pops up, pulled out her, TEC-9, BAM, Rat, tat tat tat Bam, Rat, tat, tat, taow!

Shot him in the back of his head, the guy fell dead, crashing into the shelving holding up all the bars alcoholic beverages storage trays, bringing them all down, one after another crashing to the floor!

As the battle rages, and evolves, the bullets flew, and Miss Love, who has a sadomasochism streak in her personality, in dire need of a trill, takes time out to go over to the guy she, originally was BS' ing with.
The man, she was rapping to at the table before. He upped and ran like a scared rabbit!
She finds him, scared as all hell, trembling as she comes closer towards him, cowering under a huge long pool table in the back corner in the dark, and goes over to him and asks, "You said you cook, you still want to take me home for some dinner?"
He looks at her, wide eyed scared, frightened of her. While the bullets fly all around her, she leans over and kisses him on his lips, and licks it. Then, she looks him the eyes and without saying a word, aims the gun at him, Bam, rat, tat, tat, taow! Taow!

He won't be picking up young girls anymore! She turns back, and now, crawls along the floor like a pretty snake from hell, back into battle, hungry, looking, hunting for more fractal action!
She stops, smiled, breathed in the smell of the gun smoke, loving every moment of the raging battle.

To her its a heck-uva party bash! What does this young lady have, the illusion of control and influence or the other fractal reality of it? Her core competency is bloody murderous fracticity, with red lips and a warm kiss of death!

This summers night, precariously challenging insight, bathed in fractal light, a risk takers delight! Miss Love, to her, the risk taking is exciting to her, she relishes it! The intensity of the danger, the thick rising gun smoke, the unfathomable consequences exudes vitality! The flashing gun barrels, the sound of flying pieces of metal zooming at you! The finality of death!

She gets off! BAM, Rat, tat, tat, taow. Bam, rat, tat, taow! She aims at the men, with little minds, shooting at her and yells You dirty rats, you dirty pus face little fractal rats, take that BAM, rat, tat, taow. Bam, rat, tat, taow! BAM, rat, tat, taow. Bam, rat, tat, taow!

Now, the place is going totally nuts, about fifty, sixty bullets flying in the air, all at once, every body and their mother is shooting like mad! All at the same time, the bullets go, zing, zing this way, zing and double zing that way as they fly!

Ha, ha, ha come come ha, ha, ha want some of me? Ha,ha, ha, Bam Rat tat tat, taaow Ha,ha,ha Love giggles, and when you hear her pleasant laugh, you want to laugh along! She laughs faster, faster, till it dawns on you, she is not only, not normal, but out of head killing the dead! She's deliriously happy!
Ha,ha,,ha,ha Bam rat, tat taow, taow! Bam, rat tat, taow! She runs like crazy and falls down and slides on her knees firing, Bam, rat, tat, taow, aw, ho, ho, ha, ha, ha, Bam, rat, tat, taow, goes the guns as she lines up another trajectory at her second target!

Her eyes gets that special glint in it, as she start to laugh ha, ha, ha! She shoots madly at another dude she wants dead fast, saying to her self, I can't imagine, I can't imagine why this guys is not dead already, Bye Bye! ha, ha, ha. And shoots him to pieces. Bam Rat, tat, tat, taaow, Bam Rat tat tat, taaow!

But, this hot action looks a whole lot better with super remarkable fractal ranges of the inner minds eye to visionate, if you turn on your glasses set to "Fractal Vision," where we zoom in on the subatomic level and now checkout the action!

First, what we see now, is a blinding white, burst of light, flashing on and off and on, and off in slow motion.

What our eyes see, and do is to look down the Gunbarrel, in the gunbarrel, and we are shocked by its size on the subatomic close up view!

At this level, the thing is huge!

The round tip of the barrel of the gun, its circumference appears to be bigger than that of the earth. Thats how tiny we are to it!

BOOM we hear an ear splitting loud boom, we feel a fast blasting shock waves one after another like being in tornado storm everything flying around wind speed wise, as a big, big bullet the size of a whale comes zooming out of the big Gunbarrel hole, toward us!

It is huge, silvery shiny and glorious looking, power, powerful entity this thing called a bullet, called death giver, if its got your name on it!

We, see inside, is whats happening in this live action event, as it unfolds in slow motion, before us!

Now its happening, but in surreal Fractal Vision, reality!

It is in slow motion, but in real time its seems to be going faster than sound, its sonic!

Faster than light! It's a powerful unbelievable site! So large, scary!

What an amazing, amazing thing to see, the fabric walls of fractal space time morph in surreal time combined, in this special twisted tiered time part of space! What a site for the human race!

But, right now. The giant sized bullet, its seen moving so slowly, in slow motion fractal time.
And the sound of it distorts fractally breaking down in slow-motion sound, sounding like something dead," Woooorrrrisrrrrrroooockkkuooom!'

We can see her [ Miss Love ] in back of the giant gun.
She looks like a giant woman, thousands of feet tall, because we are small, now on the sub atomic level and when we look at her she is gigantic!
We see her in, Fractal Vision, up close!

Her name is Miss Love. Her bullet zooms out of the barrel, we step to one side as it reaches the edge of the big barrel and its frictional blast creates a waves of loud sounds. BAM Rat tat tat, TAAOW!

It zooms out the barrel headed for a head! The head of the man, the target, does not see it coming, and even if he did, it too late! Its already hit, thats how fast it is!

If he saw it, there will be no time to react.

There will be no time to duck.

There will be no time to have time to do anything but die!

With a the bullet it runs faster than time, it out runs your life.

It is the killer !

What we witness as it does its job of killing is, we see it leap across and hit its target, in the cheek with a POW, the hammering force of getting kicked in the head by a million horses.

We zoom in up close to see up close!
We see it enter, the head and see as it
sinks into the skin.
sinks into the flesh,
sinks into the bone,
sinks in to the brain,
BAM, BAM, rat, tat, rat, tat taaow!

The zooming velocity of the monstrosity called a bullet. It goes through into teeth spreading them and blowing them around loose, after dislodging them, with a powerful shock waves,
making it fly out and they then become airborn missiles.

The loose teeth, are now flying out of the mouth at sonic speeds, zooming like flying teeth from hell, that crash into one guards eyes, crashing into it with such force, the tooth penetrates the pupil and lodges inside the mans brain, who now, screams out out in pain, pulling out his gun he shoots POW,POW,POW!

He shoots blindly, because he is now truly blind!

Meanwhile back in real time, we see Miss love has blaster off some more rounds!

She aims, shoots, Bam, Rat, tat,taow! in the direction of her next target, a guy about thirty feet in front of her, who is moving quickly, about to shoot at her, this dude, he's real tall balled Hispanic American, perhaps 6 foot-8, large gate, she ends his fate! Bam, rat, tat tat, taow, goes the gun, she laughs, ha, ha,,ha, thinking this is so, just so much fun! Ha, ha,ha!

But, he jumps backwards into the wall clothes closet, to escape out of the line of fire.
He, pushes aside the clothes, peeks out, sticks his hand out and aims the gun and shoots, BAM, BAM.

The bullet whizzes by Miss Love, who immediately looses her smile, takes on an angry look, she runs up on the wall.
Back flips land on feet, twist around running dogging bullets then tumblesaults through the air shooting a guy in chest! Blood spurts out, Yaoooo ow!

He grabs his chest, letting his gun fall, he collapse onto floor, despite the excruciating pain, he pays it no mind, he makes like a clever dude, falls down plays dead faking it for a second, or two, then opens back up his eyes, flips up grabs his gun, POW, POW!

And aims for her stomach, but just misses it, instead the shot he let loose at Miss love nicks her in her short, short pink dress filling it full of bullet holes!

The bullets missed her, because she had her legs spread apart at the time, but now she looks down and sees the three black burning bullet holes in her dress close up to woman thing!
Up her box, Her Fort Knox, oh, man now you know she is mad!

Holy shit! Holy shit you {BLEEPING ]

She swings around firing and the lady is now really pis't off, shoots, Bam, rat, tat tat, taow, she shot off his groin, and yells at him, you dirty [ BLEEP] you fractal [ BLEEP ]
You tried to shoot me in my [ BLEEP ] You [ BLEEPING ] dirty fractal rat, take that BAM, Rat, tat, tat, taoow! ha,ha,ha!

Her both guns blasting at him and at two other guys shooting at her, one gets it in the neck ripping out his right neck muscles,

throwing him against the wall, Blame!

He tumbles down the wall, as his head, unable to hold it self up, it looks repulsive obnoxious as it shakes around about to twist off, suddenly it does! Pop!

Falls off bouncing and rolls down like a heavy bowling ball, it rolls toward her passing through her legs, she shoots it again, Bam, Pa, Rat tat, taow,

in the top of head, the blood drops splashes out flying everywhere, all over the place!

just then a female guard pops out from the curtains BAM, BAM she lets hot lead!

The girls return fire, Bam, rat, tat tat, taow! And she too, bites the bullet in the ass, and gets her butt picked up, thrown backwards, crashing through the door that leads to the basement!
BOOM, with all this tumult, a white cat, Meow, Meeow screams runs up the stairs and out into the bar, confused by all the pandemonium, as, the bloody dead woman tumbles down the stairs, done for.
Watch out, yells Laticha, warning love, who's got her back turned!

Laticha, getting in on the action, smiles sees the guy in the closet,

But he doesn't see her.

She shoot him in the head, he falls back,

as the bullet smacks in him in the cheek, ripping off the side of his face,

leaving the side of skull visible, with one eye looking around and around at her.

He screams at her, bitch I am not gone take this, I'll get your ass! You're not gone get away with this shit, do you hear!

You gone pay for this!

He shoots off, two round at at her BAM,BAM!
she ducks, swirls quickly around, and shoot his eyes out! Bam, rat, tat, tat,taoow!

He yells, oh noooo!

As he's thrown back, falls over atop another guard, and yells, out, I gone get your ass!
So, just for being nasty and saying that, she blows out his yakity mouth out, Bam, rat, tat, taow, Bam, rat, tat, taow, and all his teeth flyies through the air hitting her in the breast!

She get his blood from his tooth, on pretty designer clothes and gets pis't off, big time,
Bam , Rat, tat, tat taow, saying up yours you [ BLEEP ] you son of bitch! Ha, ha,ha! Bam, Rat, tat, tat taow!

He's quiet! Not a word out of him, now! Now he takes another shot in his stomach fired off, by love, and collapse onto of another corpse!

Jackie from behind the bar, shoots an another guard, ha, ha,ha! Bam, Rat, tat, tat taow! A woman in the breast,

she holds her tits and decides to split,

turning around to run for the door, Laticha steps from behind the bar as she runs by, and stabs her in the back with a knife, while at the same time aiming her TEC-9, at another guard shooting, ha, ha,ha! Rat, tat, tat taow, shooting him up and down from his feet to his head, riddling and hammering him hard with slugs, Ha, ha, ha, Rat, tat, tat taow,

as his body takes off shaking violently off the floor!

It gets lifted in the air higher by the force of the bullets, and pushed back crashing hard, into the mirrors decorating the walls, falls tumbling down as his blood pours and pours out onto the floors. Who will drink the toxic cocktail of death? Things are just starting to warm up now!

[ 2]
Warm up and start to incrementally get a little bit hotter as, Miss love ducks down, out of way as a chair flew at her, then six bottles, followed by a hail of bullets, POW, POW, POW! Pis't off so much, her breasts gets hard, as she gets up jumps over the bar, firing a mind boggling trajectory, of an angle of 189º, that struck its targets left side of his face, instantly dehinging his lower jaw bone , oscillating it's structurality, fracturely buckling both its upper and lower teeth formations, which although, now separated stayed and clung together, along with his tonsils, and his tongue, came flying out of his mouth in a single horrify group forced out of his face, throwing them out several feet across the room full of tables coming to rest in someone drink with a splash!

She lands behind the bar counter, where jackie is hiding, rolls over and waves to Jackie with a smile, as Jackie gets up, pops her gun over the bar, sites a trajectory to object, fires, BAM, pa, tat, tat, tat, taaow! A clean angle of 176ª degrees hit a female guard in the butt, comes out her cheek bone making it oscillate like jelly, as it got bashed out, by the heavy weight bullet power, which fluxed it, crumbled splintering it, as it flew out her head, taking one of her eyeballs along for the ride! "One less bitch to compete with," yells out Jackie, ha, ha, ha! One guard sneaks up on Laticha, and offs a shot, POW, misses her, she turns kicks him in groin! Ow, you [ BLEEP ] Shoots him in it, BAM, Rat tat, tat, tat, taow! Flying through the air, now leaving a stream of red flying blood drops, OW, ya, yaaaaaa, he yells falling dead on top of the bartender! The bartender screams, Oh shit! Pushes the s.o.b. off, saying, I need a [ BLEEPING ] drink, and pours himself a Russian Vodka on the rocks with a green lemon.

One guard says to the other guard, ¿Oye hermano permite matar de una vez por todas, estas perras que conmigo? [ BLEEP] Yes, but brother, wait let me do it! I am going to run in the broom closet, and from there, I can get a better shot at the girls, Ok? You cover me, so, the dude ran made it to the broom closet, Miss love spots whats going down, takes out a big moma, the nick name they use for a bra packed with dynamite and a fuse and tosses it into door at the guy just before he slams it shut with him inside! BOOM, flying out head first, and bleeding profusely, he flyies onto of top his friend, Sorry it didn't work, he says and drops dead! The latin dude, looks on shocked, screams : Mierda, estas putas están recibiendo me locas. As, things start to Rumble between the girls and the guys!

Whats happening? asked, Laticha to Miss Love. Honey, she smiled and answered, happily singing a crazy tune, I feel like bust in out! Shit, don't we all! replied Laticha! Busting out in the morning, year, busting out at night, busting out all over makes a girl feel right and tight, she sang, jiving and fooling happily with her friends on her phone in her glasses, with both jackie and Laticha, when, all of sudden, BOOM! Bursting out through the ceiling just above her, came dudes, yelling at her, Zeit für Hündinnen, ha, ha, ha sterben!

[ 3 ]
Miss Love, caught off guard by two german guards, who had crawled up into ceiling, and crawled all the way through the ceiling to where she was, in the back, between the pool table and the basement door. She had laid her weapons down on the floor under the table to reload, all the while, unknown to her, the guys hiding in the ceiling, were peeking out, spying on her. And when, realizing, this was the best opportunity to jump her, they jumped down, POW, POW, POW! They shoot at her, but missed her, hitting instead, the top of the table that she was hiding under! Surprised, and with her guns empty, she quickly flips back, going backwards almost falling down the dark old wooden staircase, leading to the basement, where the men ran down after her. She tries to escape, but there is no other way out! They run after her, trapping her!

Der Keller immer hat Ratten, ist das wahr? ha, ha, ha! Es ist erste Mal sah ich eine Ratte mit einem Kleid auf! Ha,ha,ha. oh ha,,ha, Sie wird bald eine tote Ratte sein.
, ha,ha,ha and you, ha, ha, ha, looking for a rat hole? ha, ha, ha. Ok, boys, you got me. O.k., Jungs, Sie haben mich! , ha, ha, ah Wow, Mädchen! Sprecht aber alle auffallend gut deutsch, ha, ha,,ha, Sie sprechen Deutsch Mädchen! ha, ha, ha. We thought you were amerikanische, but, American or not, it doesn't matter anymore because we are going to kill you! ha, ha, ha! I feel stupid for asking you this, but can you guys grant me a last wish before I die? Sure bitch, what a smoke? Was für eine Zigarette? No! Nein, keine Zigarette. I get hot fighting with men, one on one! One at a time! Fighting, just you and me! Wenn Sie Angst vor mir! Mein Liebling. if you think you can beat me fighting, I am ready baby! Sock it to me! machen Liebe zu mir! Baby!
Ha, ha, ha laughs the man, here ben, hold my gun, ha, ha,ha, vergewaltigen Sie dieses junge Mädchen jetzt. I am gone rape this young girl now, says the man looking at the young girls body, and lusting after her he laughs, ha, ha, ha!

He takes off his belt and swings at her, as she backs away waiting for his next move. You get hot, ha, ha, ha he says in a low voice, charging her, she smiles, and using lightening speeds moves aside, sticks her foot out, tripping him over, as falls she gives him a karate round kick to the back of the head sending it crashing in to the cement floor, the fall bloodies his forehead, he turns over wipes his forehead with his hand, and sees all the blood on his hands, you going pay, Hündin, bitch! he growls angrily.

She suddenly, at super speed, backflips high in the air, flying across the room kicking the gun from his partners hands, grabs the other gun he is holding and turns it on him, shooting him, POW, POW, killing him!

Now, she turns back to shoot the other one, but in the meanwhile he got up, sneaks over and suddenly kicks the gun out of her hands! Ha, ha, ha! So, Hündin, you know a little Karate, well, I got a black belt, he says proudly, jumping in the air and round kicks his foot toward her jaw, she ducks and kicks back, saying I have two. Ich habe zwei.

He steps aside, throws a powerful punch hitting her in the stomach hard, she falls back hitting the wall with a big thud. Ha, ha, ha he laughs, as he charges her with a straight leg kick to her head, BOOM! She jumps to the side as his foot crashes into the wood wall, breaking through it! BOOM!

She ducks, throws a punch misses him, then back flips again landing a kick to his groin, ow, holy shit Hündin, he yells, bending over in excruciating pain a man gets when hit there.

Suddenly, she kicks him in the head in the eye, BOOM! Ow owwww ahhhh, as he falls staggering backward, she grabs his groin and pulls it off.

Yaaaaa ow Hündin, oow! Oh noooo ow,ow! ugh ya o nooo. as he hold whats left of it with both hands, she gives him a running kick, BOOM!

The man flies back several feet landing on his back, as she jumps up in the air, and lands her knee straight into the mans eyes, crushing them, BOOM!

That, devastating blow, leaves him blind, and blood is pouring out, ow, ick, og noooo oowooowww agh! Oh, no! As he rolls around the floor, trying to escape her, she hops up and down laughing, pretending to be a rabbit, wiggling her nose, ha, ha, ha. Bunny rabbit wants a carrot, ha, ha, ha!

Bunny rabbit wants a carrot! Give me a [ BLEEPING ] goddam [BLEEPING] carrot!

Bunny Rabbit will eine Karotte, jetzt! Now, now, do you hear!

She pulls out a knife, she had hidden and cuts off his buttocks, asking : Wo sind die goddam Karotten? ow,oowwo ow no stoppen Sie bitte oh mein Gott! stoppen Sie bitte oh mein Gott! NOOOooooo noooo!

Rips Hose off! Rips it all!

Then she goes for his head, cuts his ears off, one by one, Sie brauchen diese nicht!

The blood squirts out! Oh ,no I cant take anymore ,noooo, ya, nooooo ya, ya! While hes laying on the floor on his back, she stumps in his head BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!

She stumps it with her foot hard into the floor several times crunching it good, with super speed, BOOM, BOOOM, BOOOOM!
Fractilizing it into mush. His head, now if you can call whats left a head, is now, totally crushed in

but,

still his bodies nerves, are still wiggling involuntarily his arms and legs, shaking them crazily for a couple of more seconds, then it stops!

This bar party, is starting to warm up nicely now for sure, thinks Miss Love grinning happily, as she picks up the mens guns and climbs backup stairs looking for more fractal fun!

[4]
When she got up stairs, she peeked out the door, to make sure the coast was clear for her, and then she ducked down, out of a concern of being shot! She opted for crawling on her hands and knees on the floor.
As she crawled on the floor, heading back to where she had left her bag and guns, she glanced around checking for trouble! And filled the guns with amo!

Last time she was upstairs, she had left Jackie and laticha, battling with the guards, and the bullets were fling hot and heavy like crazy!

Laticha, ruthlessly wielding her TEC-9, was over heard screaming at a female guard, built like man! Come on out, and fight like a man, you bastard! Oddly enough, the woman had a mannish look to her too, and could shoot good too! She was holdup in the mechanical room, behind an iron door that bullets ain't going through! A tough chick, who opened the door, with just with a tiny crack, in it stuck the gun barrel out, blasted a few rounds and closed it back! And despite Laticha's cool, TEC-9 superior firer power, this female guard was holding her own! Bullets were ricocheting off this door like mad!

Laticha lets off a couple of rounds, Bam, rat, tat, tat, taow! [ BLLEP ] this Bam, rat, tat, taow! POW, POW, POW! The guard returned fire exchanging bullets! I can handle you waco, yelled Laticha! Year, says who? POW, POW! Replied the guard, firing back!
Both of them, paused for a moment. It seemed, they had each other pinned down. Laticha, would wait for the guard, to crack the door open wider, and shoot, but kept missing her! It wasn't until, love put back on her glasses and saw the situation, and called Laticha, telling her, she thinks she help, did things begin to change! How you gone help? She's safe as a turtle in a shell, behind that iron in door, girl? Bullets bounce off that baby! Year, I see but tell you what. You hold off shooting, for a while, and instead get a conversation going with her, so she keeps that dam door open! Get it? Not really?
You think you can do that? year, OK!
Ok? Year, but what you gonna do?
You'll see, honey!
What, the hell you want me to say to her conversation wise? Hi, I am going to kill you, its nice day out, don't you think? Won't to come out and play?

No, hell no, call her momma a ugly bitch name, that should do it! Hey you momma is a crazy bitch, yelled laticha to the woman in the room!
[ BLLEP ] you sister, POW,POW, came her reply, quickly!
While they were busy exchanging barbs, love jumped on the table, and hoped into the ceiling, and crawled over to where the woman was hold up, and did the same thing the other men, had done to her. She peeked out through the paneling of the ceiling, and when she saw the woman open the door a little more, she tossed a BIG MOMMA explosive with a lit fuse in to door before the guard slammed it back with herself inside, and BOOM! She came out zooming, air born fling over the tables smack up against the wall, and tumbled down dead, crashing into the giant fish bowl next to bar!

Laticha exclaimed happily, I have to hand it too you , I have only one burning respect for you girl, that was awesome!

Way cool, way! Laticha was impressed saying to her, love let me stand next to your fire girl! You are too too cool!
Thanks babe, any time I can help, just call on me! We'll have ourselves a ball! Hmmm year, Laticha, asked love, did you handcuff the ambassador like I said? Sure did, he's on the floor in the back of the bar, safe and sound and quiet as a mouse! Cool! Hey jackie, did you check that play out, wasn't it cool! Love is something else, don't you think?
Laticha called Jackie several-times, but the girl didn't answer, back!
Jackie you OK? Oh shit, shit, she's not picking up my call, said Laticha, in low voice full of concern! Hey, Jackie said love, trying to get her on her glasses! Girl pick up. Where the hell are you?
Laticha whats up with her, asked love, getting scared for her friend? I don't know? Dam, thats not good!
I wonder what happened?

[ 5 ]
Dam, I know I saw her a little while ago! She was taking on two guards, shooting at them! Thats all I know, oh year, they, were speaking in french!

And they ran under the tables to hide, but I don't see them or her now, and gosh, tell you honestly shit, I was so busy, myself, ducking!

I didn't see what, the hell happened to her. Hope nothing did?.
Loves searches the bar, lots of dead bodies, and lots of bleeding body parts litter the floors!

She tries to step over them, if she can sometimes, but she does not see Jackie, no where!

And she gets a buzz in her head, like a kind of sensor in her mind, starts to sound a special warning ado harmony function, known only to her, reminding her it is time! It is time!

She knows what it is!

She must do it now, it is time!

A spirit comes over her! So, although worried, she pretends, and tries to act cheerful so as not to scare Laticha, her friend.
She, quickly tells her, she didn't see Jackie, and she needs to go to the ladies room, where, once inside, she locks the door, shuts off the light, and in her mind, she's goes imploding in the subconscious deaf, bacon rush districts levels! She sub mobile, levels off gritty gravity, puts out her hand as the thing communizes, as it does when hit with this sensory manifestations in her mind, transforms her head to her new head in a digital offset omifractalizabloe being, manifesting in her as communicable imaginary pet entity, as a wild pet white rabbit!

As such, she is now another entity, who coexist manifesting on this plain of existence,
of psychic ally notions potions in four time zones, cofactered in looped time within outer realms of each others motioned auras reality. To do this, of course in our time, we had to throw in the garbage human time measurements are confined to only 60 second in the minute, and substitute it with something effaced efficacy co-timed-i-tunetally fully fluzit and more realistic to fractal space time!
She as this entity, now stretches out her hand in the dark of the bathroom and feels her way blindly around, along the walls tiles of the bathroom! What is it? What is she looking for in the dark?

She topological comorphs using homeomorphism in her bodies testacy dualities, from young human girl to an aura gargoyle projected into existence, as an excited revengeful manifestation! We get, now to finally witness her for the first time, we see her coming, coming into being! She's amazing, illuminating in the dark! She is in a wavy undulating body form, vibrating audibly, with the forces inside the surreal realms!

[ 6]

Then suddenly, astonishingly, she appears! She is dressed in a awesome mantel, looking like a big white flowing burker, but this one is special. Its not from this world!

This burker possesses zones of fermentations brewing strange fragrances, that hypnotizes those close by in ways of death, and this burker, allows the women's face to be seen too, but the face we see protruding out, is not of Miss Love's, but a being duplication of an evil Rabbits head, her white head is covered with fur, and whose open mouth twitches, and whose red shiny hairy libs, shivers with expectation for blood! Her nose is tiny and black! And instead of having two nostrils, it has one!
The long nose hairs emanating around her pretty nose, is white and looks like that of a cats nose hairs specifically, long long and pointy!
Her black little pudgy nose, glistens, and has a bumpy sheen to it, with lines of double craggy pliable wrinkles lining all around it!
Her nose wiggles probably from a tumor evility in her brains nervous system! She's got the cutest lorinmoup, large rabbits eyeballs, beautiful, similar to humans eyes in an odd sort of way, they have long white eyelashes, but this woman's Rabbit eyes are, all so intriguing to look at, but devoid of empathy, its obviously a indicator that its possessor is a heartless slave driver of death!

Her eyebrows don't exist, save for six blue greyish white extra long waving hairs sticking out!

Her forehead is slinked back and inclined merging with short white hairs, from which merge with huge long white pointy ears that wiggle in the night!

Out of them grow long zigzagging hairs and deeper down in its core, can be seen across the back are curved diamond shaped bulges of red flesh textured edges, lined with shorter red ear hairs, forming an a pattern of an eye inside the ear.

Her whole head appears to be by evolution, created molecularly acclimatized in unique ways with subsets specialized atoms cell configurations, with self regeneration attributes, featuring adaptiveness cofactors to enable cell generation ability to avoid inflammations, precursors to cell destabilization, and cell harm and or death, due to the rigors of environmental stress, such as the extremes of heat, cold and time warping manifestations.

She as such in this form is a unique natures choice, outlier offshoot prototype being, that has somehow summoned human symbiotically physical association beneficial to both, with intertwined genetical co factors in its DNA!

Something, special she has but we know not!

If anything in life shows us, is that anything can happen! So it is confounding, but what we see is impossible, impossible but real. It is amazingly disconcerting, unsettling, but alast, even though she has transformed. Something in her feministic genome is primal wired for women, and actuates, and to us, as observers of these phenomenon, we look and are stunned to see the markings and decorations she uses! Just, as a real woman, in a real woman's body, would! We shutter, baffled, but is true, do you see what we see? We see, we see this creature out of the unknown times seas, wears adornments too, yes, its true! She wears something pink and blue! Her head is decorated with a several long shiny stylish blue silver hair pins, stuck horizontally through the nape of her skins furry forehead, like crosses! They form what seems to look like a fractalized web, or lattice! And we can't help but think, that maybe, has she also inherited into this form, the natural female traits of personality of being feministically controversial, and over emotionally idiomatic, like so many woman's perspective are? We are hit with the reality that, her earrings are on! She is wearing two small fractal shaped earrings, that pop out because there are on a patch of black hair!

They standout and are profoundly beautiful but this rocks our eyes and blows our minds too!

To try really hard to understand how, a horrifying beast from the itherlnds-land of spacialites domains, can have earrings on! But, the world of fractals, all things can and will be! The earrings, are textured over with tiny clusters of sparkling diamonds, that glisten when her ears move forward and backward when she is listening to sounds, just like a real Bunny Rabbit ears does!. Her barely visible chins hairs are short perhaps a half an inch of white hairs, mixed with black patches of solid black hairs. She is now auto manifesting! She is the Bunny Rabbit Woman of death!

Her personality is capable of interpolating ever softer as she slides from one mentality mind to the next one. Thats her mentality, residing in amorphous shape shifting cavity, very inter-dimensionally complex and dangerous! In her human form she's got a smile and a body to get any man hot and bothered!
But, its not her human form that is disturbing to us now, but her alternate, and her Rabbit head self, it smiles to, but the teeth she possess are a nightmare menace, you would pray you never have to encounter!

Saliva bubbling oozing bluish fluids that surrounds the teeth is not pretty! The teeth grow in abundance and its powered by turbo event jaws that open and close these teeth with hundreds of lethal pounds the square inch, that crushes bones and terminates life in an instant! Mind bogglingly, she can wiggle the teeth and rotate them forward allowing for the spaces between these two mobiloe layers, that technically outside of the peritoneal sac, to rise up and enter the passage that leads to the back of the mouth, like a throat chamber, and propel outward as a straw into the body of a victim, and spit out a protein digesting disintegrator, whose fast functioning enzymes, actuating power acids dissolving flesh and bones, and also which has the ability to spark a form of instantaneous cancer, that acts in seconds as a catalyst, making the cells to duplicate extra-ordinarily fast, making them thus, vulnerable, and breakdown them molecularly, so she can suck up both as juices, from bone, blood and organs as chime, thus extract all as nutriments, just the way you drink a glass of orange juice. She does this by sucking the person dry, and in the process she makes a God horrifying sucking, slurping sounds!!

These sharp teeth, they have muscles to wiggle when she wiggles her nose!
Long, long and curved inward like a thousand sharp daggers, hungry to bite your head off, this is the dangerous fractal demon that is now loose, where she will go and what she will do is unknown!

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Where does a thing that wasn't a thing before roam? It roam free in other world absent of empathy! And, returns back scornful of those who would dare harm, who she loves! She vows dedicated, ruination, devastation, incubation of evil, mid-evil? No pure evil? Sure? Raw evil? Bloody evil? To anyone who hurts her friends!
There is a reason for the dark, you like the dark, you sleep in it. Next stop? How would you like to die in it?

Behold :
Theres a reason one is born.
Theres a reason one is born.
Theres a reason one is born to die! We all die, but Goddam it! The curse you wouldn't want in life is, you don't want to die at the hands of Miss Love! Anything but that, she, she is free in the vast, vastness of time in then blackness of the room, in the bathroom without light. Without air. She is in there.
But she, is she, no more. This thing is not a girl any more.

This is not woman.
This is a being from fractal hell.
The night is dark. But, it can't compare to the darkness thats dwelling in the ladies bathroom, oh, hell demons be, frail yes, be very afraid, be very, very, very! The dark is occupied. Fried be the soul, on whose shoulder, will she rest her hand? Yours? Anothers? We fouler, fowl the day is done, a growl We hear? A growl? From one? Not, we watch as she goes around in this place, displaced out of time. Not belonging to any race. schhh! The height of black fright, now we turn back the calendar, back, back to the minute, to the second and we return to the time where we were. She materialized in the bathroom, as we peek into the lairs. In theres, inside the bathroom, now!

As the Miss love turns into the thing in the bathroom. She puts her hands out again in the darkness of the bathroom, to touch the walls, something is happening! As she feels along the walls she goes around and around feeling the walls, then she suddenly stops! Her sub energies modulates, as her dynamism current frequencies interlocks the molicularity of the walls turning them into jellies, then into atom fractured subtimeakancing time loops, as it transforms into glue you can push your hands through!
She, now, then she touches the wall at first, to feel it!

She feels that cement blocks are pliable and soft, very soft, then slowly she puts her hand through the wall creating a mind derivedaccesssointed portal point manifestation. She can, and does walk through and visionates tiated, where jackie is! Astonishingly we sea foggy picture transmission of her, and where she's at!
We see her located now! She's in one horrifying predicament! She's downstairs in a basement. Yes, the basement. Another section of the basement! A section near the front of the bar, where the establishment uses a room to hold the deliveries of groceries and beverages! It's the big room that also hold the air conditioning and storage equipments!

And its also the room, where two men captured Jackie, beat her, abused her, and now want to forcibly have sex with her! She is in there! And things don't look good at all for her now! The filthy men, took away her glasses, so she is helpless to call for help!

She's being held down, she's being held tightly by two men. Men who want her body! Somehow she was chasing two guards, and somehow, they managed to over power her, push her down and jump on her! Everything went terribly wrong from there, quick!
Beside that, they took her guns and now they jumped her, tied her hands around the wrist, they tied her up! These guards, being stronger, bigger than she, they threw her down and now, they are on top of her, they stripped off her clothes, and she's only got on her pink bra and panties now, and at their mercy as these two men who want her dead in the worse way, but, but first they want to play! One is holding with gusto, a gun to her forehead, smiling licking is libs waiting for his turn to function! He's on his knees, kneeling over, holding her head down tight, while his friend is on top of her kissing and licking her neck. After they are done, playing with her, they plan to shoot the woman. Their dirty deeds will be a secret. No one will ever know about, suddenly the single light in the ceiling goes out, sequentially comes back on, goes out, back on, off, on, off randomly, like somebody, some spirit is playing with the voice activated light switch,but no voice is heard. It must be a mal-funtion? It was working alright before. but nobodies telling the light to turn off, or on! Certainly not them!
They laugh, ha,,ha, ha, not paying attention to anything else her buxom!
It goes dark in the room, they don't care. They can feel her, and they don't need light to do with her, what they want to! And thats all they care about for the moment, but the dark, the dark is dark! The dark is dark, dark, dark, dark and getting darker.

The night holds fractals fright! Precariously perched in a lurch, some one is coming, some one bad!

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   Eiffie , aka Ytainfiusa! Master of 3D modeling and the Zooming Camera, Creator of Movie " Using All the Crayons "

Today we like to honor this Artist :

Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations,
Greetings and Salutations to you Eiffie , aka Ytainfiusa!

films 1: " Using All the Crayons "

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   TABLE OF CONTENTS

   FRACTOLOGIC FRACTAL FORUM FILM REVIEW :

This flick is about a poor little light bulb, alone and hanging out with his pals, when all of a sudden, he gets attacked by giant mean, Crystal Ball thats totally insane, hungry for light bulb blood! it's a 3D fractal and 3D model animation combo extravaganza, moving so fast you get cross eyed! WoW! It'll blow your mind!
Yep! You heard right, things are weird in fractal land today. You think you got problems? Even a light bulb got problems! What we like about the film is its honesty, we all in our dreams, at sometime or another, wanted to chase down someone or something, and this movie makes us feel we're part of the action, zooming up down around, so dizzy we feel fizzy! The Animation, It's a dauntingly mad paced velocity film, zooming throughout all kinds of weird fracto localities! Not even the space cops, can keep up with these guys! Why wait, we got what you anticipate ! We're inviting you right now to stop what you're doing, and check this technologically advanced baby out! The Fractal Forums always on the cutting edge!

The film is : A Space riders Delight! One you don't want to miss for its mind altering run in the 4d fun :
We like to present to you the film entitled : " Using All the Crayons " created and rendered by Architectural Fractologist Eiffie , aka Ytainfiusa! in the year 2012 on Earth! Hope you enjoy!

see it here>
   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HOwwDd3hiyw&feature=player_embedded

introduction concept
act : sections

section 1

Heres what we think : The pretextuality conception construct ;

PRETEXT CONSTRUCT :
Pretext : When you entertain the concept of a 3D model and place them in 4D fractal environment, unforeseen consequences are bound to happen, here the Artist planned a mutual investigation of both worlds and constructed landscapes, with a heaven and a earth, place the actors in it, and let them run loose, The theme pretext is basically : It's a tom and Jerry cartoon, The cat [ a angry Crystal Ball ] chasing the rat [ Light bulbs ] movie! Whats really interesting is the advancing of technology displayed! Because of this film, we are seeing just some of the talent and mental dexterity of this Artist, in the area of 3D animations! We are exposed, so far as seeing what a true man of Maya or equivalent 3D modeling software program and 3D Mandelbulb or Mandelbulber program can do! We, yes are impressed, those of you who have played with Maya ,or other heavy duty 3d modeling programs, know its for the big boys only! In the film, we see the artist applied extremely high refectory inputs in the models and in the lights cones beam circumferences extra super high light intensities in its light beams, so they really popped, and are truly fabulous to look at!

Lets begin shall we?

Diagnosis Criteria : Compositionality : Ambient illuminatorial geometric investigative journeys : data : The idea of using the construct device of lighting as a character, in the movie is fabulous! : This idea, which is the utilization of lights as a tool of the matrix, to act as a tour guide, into the depths of the dark fractal worlds for the benefit of every one to see is brilliant! : What struck us as a real pleasant surprise, in the film is, the sheer volume of the management skill sets required to first, make this film and second, the creative mind needed, to jump start it, with bold audacity to display the use flawlessly of both 3D models and 4D fractal geometrousities in a fabulous matrimony of worlds, which up until now were unimaginable!

It is with great honor, and humility, we offer our most sincere congratulations to the author of these works, the Architectural Fractologist Eiffie!

Data:
What we like about this movie, is not only just the, chase cycles scenes, but the mood of excitement that was achieved, It's really exciting! So cool! Our eyes follow along the meandering trajectories, orbital transmigration spirals, twisting and turning, flipping over happily, like a child at christmas! Each scene is like opening a christmas present! It's totally a cool experience! Who knew? Who does the world love? The world loves Eiffie, The Fractal film director extraodinaire!

The viewers attention, is enticed to watch so closely his mind easily interpolates, into the film and just gets bold over by it! It really rocks!

Data :
We note, the excellent usage of : both lighting, intra illumination abilities within the moving structures and geometrousities, in fractal space! It self, this employment of 3D apps and fractals solidifies the combining bond, between the 3D and 4D fractal universes, finally in to our earth time universe! The Artist created really super realities, we enjoy them tremendously!

[ seconds in to scene 0: 07 ] Tibid prefab musicality, is heard as the movie opens! First thing we see is, a giant transparent shiny globe, theoretically representing a mystical crystal ball of a space-time traveler, it zooms in to a dark scene populated with a myriad of 3D structures, resembling geometrousities in darken hues of oranges, and black ground earth components! About a quarter of a mile farther in we see the night sky and the stars!
It excitedly acts as a moisturizer for the unsuspecting mind of the clueless viewer, precipitationally prepping him for whats coming next?
[ Seconds in to scene 0: 11 ] The crystal ball flies farther into the center of the pictoriality! Skimming closely the surface of the dark landscape, and there to our surprise, to the left we first see three fractal spiritual creatures, who are shocked by its sudden arrival, and they immediately materialize, and take on the forms of tiny spinning sparkling fuzzy white lights! The negative chemistry is fluxing palpably between the two, as the lights say," Oh, Oh! Man, we got a crystal ball intruder on our tail ,Lets get the heck out of here fast! So, one makes a break for it turning sharply to the left and curving down and everybody else follows along for the ride! And the wild hot chase is on, will they get caught? Will the crystal ball intruder, swallow them whole? Its very hard to tell! We follow along wishing them well, in their escape attempt! But it doesn't look good, the crystal balls right on their tail, up close and personal! And things are getting hot in fractal land!
[ Seconds in to scene 0: 17 ] They decide to jump off a cliff, trying to ditch him, but he's got a license to kill, and moves as fast as they do. What we like about what the artist did, here, is show the curbing path trajectories in the 3D apps, in unison with the realms of the geometric fractalized landscapes, Composed on our right, by a huge baffling orange geometrousity, pushing upwards with a pair of big lips on top. The mouth of the orange geometrousity, is blowing fractal bubbles out, while the action is taking place! It's not worried in the least! While, off to the left, the lights are shining a light down deep on a long curving orange pathway structure, as they try desperately to get away!
[ Seconds in to scene 0: 44 ] Here, we hear a soft tone of a boom in the audio, and right on cue, permeating throughout the atmosphere, the Artist inaugurates, multiple releases of tiny balls of lights, as the turbulent chase proceeds to the finality of its climax! Where and how will the poor little lights escape off to, is anybodies guess? Our hearts go out to them, will they survive?
[ Seconds in to scene 3: 41 ] The lights are able to ditch the unstoppable intruder, by faking a left turn, then a right turn, then up flipped turn, upside down which confused and knocked the visuals electronic, inter dimensional sibertrocsic tracking modulators off, temporarily of the intruder. The happy lights, all three of them, they breathe a sigh of relief, but don't get your hopes up! This is not over!
[ Seconds in to scene 3: 41 1/2 ] The intruder gets himself back in the game, mad as all hell and is after them again with vengeance! See the rest your self and enjoy the ending!

The crystal intruder does not like lights, not at all

Space sweet, let it come, let it go!

We invite to enjoy more treasures from deep fractal space , this one entitled " Eiffel Towers Condominium Tour "

see it here>

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9c-YjZnOOhU&feature=player_embedded

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This film you created, rocks, and has a particularly beguiling concept! Its creativity and amusing dramatics full of tumult, commotion, ruckus, rumpus, hubbub, and total pandemonium and unending turmoil, at the end, WOW! And, your light constructs fluctuations, totally dynamically enticing the viewer attention, it's a real treat,

Thank you, so much eiffie its too, cool!

intro :

There once was a man named happy!
Happy was a dish washer who was sad, very sad dish washer, who worked for a man named Sappy, and when happy's work was done, he would really be happy!

And after a hard days work he'd go home to his momma, and she would say, son wash my dishes in the kitchen, jerk! But, momma, said the man complaining sadly, I have been washing dishes, all day long, you can't expect me to wash dishes when I GET HOME TOO!
I can't do it here too! I ain't gone wash dishes when I come home too!
So, the momma took out a large,Tec-9 and shot her son in the head, dead, cause he was a dis obedient boy, and his soul left his body., It left the earth and went into another dimension, where he dreamed he was rich, and had money to buy a condominium, and every thing looked good, till he got onto the floating Sea Bus, at night, thats, when things began to go down hill fast!

[ Seconds in to scene at 0:02 ] First this is what we hear : Ding dada ding a ding. First introduction, digitalized musicality is heard, which sets the thematic over tone, so as to facilitate orchestrational arrangements and control the elements to achieve a desired overall effect of musicality alinements of psychology of the totality of the piece, and it's disconcerting manifestations subliminally to the passive viewer.
[ seconds in to scene at 0:06 ] Shot opens from a presumed 90º degree perpendicular angle stance, starting off rolling past a 78º degree visuality , observers witness their location from the clouds looking down skimming geometrousity antenna manifestation resembling the replica of the Eiffel Tower manifested in 3D fractal life and atmosphere chosen, midnight with semi fog conditions with vector inputs of filters of bloom high lights the white, affectations in its visuality to viewer, viewer sits dum founded and passive,
[ Seconds in to scene at 0:08 ] Antenna rolls off to the bottom left and out exiting the screen, on the left side setting up a deep zoom manifestation to be initiated, which we appear to witness in the split seconds of the on coming seconds of movement.
[ Seconds in to scene at 0:12 ] As we see the trajectory of the camera forming a curve line bending the eye to the objects location trajectory, while off to our upper right a stratified geometrosity is seen reflecting in spatially confabricated water modulations stimulations, quivering trying to stimulate water rhythm's.
[ Seconds in to scene at 0:14 ] We drop almost instantly atitudinally about a mile down, reaching the target. A group of parked white colored, super buoyancy public Sea Buses, next to a docking station on the edge of the geometrosity, amongst the thousands of tourist people, waiting and lining the dock there are, The Vetihopvas. A strange powerful race of invisible tribes, lurking in the fourth dimension, who wish to take the sea-bus to travel to The Fractal Forums, to meet some of the Master Mathematicians and special 3D Master Artists and Master programmers of the mediums, they board the floating Sea Bus vehicles, and are confronted with the security systems [ AI ] voice activated Identification systems, which fail to scan their presence, and it thinks the buses are empty. When in fact it is full of Vetihopvasians, we see plenty of invisible men and women, with their children, laughing and holding colorful balloons!
Anyway, the artist proceeds with the trajectory of the camera, as it is swinging perfectly bending the flow in the lines of the cameras trajectory,
[ Seconds in to scene at 0:19 ] The trajectory culminates with soft accommodating landing at the dock area, where we see just off to the left perhaps three hundreds feet away the Sea Buses, floating in the black waters, the white round hotdog shape of the bus is reflected in the gentle waves of the sea, while in back of it and to the right we see parts of the geometrosity city conglomerations.
[ Seconds in to scene at 0:23 ] On our left, we whiz by the Sea Bus, and get a chance to notice how beautiful it looks with its sides reflecting in the water stimulations.
[ Seconds in to scene at 0:26 ] We molecularly discombobulate and are enabled to transverse and pass through the sides of the structural components of the infrastructure of the Sea Bus, and now we find ourselves inside, trying to look for a seat, finding none because of all of invisible people, we decide to stay standing, and hold on to a pole to keep our balance.
An [ AI ] tourist translator system assigned to help visitors rambles off instructions in multiple languages welcoming them to the Eiffel tower condominium, but it fails, not only to welcome the Vetihopvas invisible race, but refuses to talk in their language too!.
This insulting disrepectful act, leaves the Vetihopvas invisible people, with no other choice, but to confront this blatant racism, so with angry hunger for revenge in their hearts, they promise to burn the condominium down, and, now the irate dis gruntled people, who, came here at first as peacefully loving happy tourist want to start war, and decide to burn the whole fractal city down and destroy the populations forever!
You can see them plainly marching and yelling," we want war, we want war!"
[ Seconds in to scene at 0:56 ] They immediately look out on the right side of the buses, and watch the city and try to determine how and what locations,are best suited when they will mount their offensive.
[ Seconds in to scene at 0:58 ] They pass some wooden trees, and it dawns on them, these trees they will use! They'll come back, chop it down and use it long branches as fire torches to light the city afire destroying it and its inhabitants once and for all!
[ Seconds in to scene at 0:59 ] The angry crowds can't stand it any more, and jump out the right side of the windows of the bus, and run up onto the fancy pavement of the condominium walkways, hunting for anything alive but it appears it is deserted.
[ Seconds in to scene at 1:05 ] They run down an interior corridor which leads to the elevator bank, and enter! Its grey colored walls, are curved and highly reflective. They take the elevator straight on up to the roof, and on their right, they see a police helicopter. They run for it and start shooting at it, with their submachine guns. We hear the shots pow, pow, pow as it tries to flee, they shine a beam of light on it trying to blind the pilot, but when they reach it, to their surprise, there is no one in it! No one piloting the thing!
It turns out to be one of those," SDI," helicopter units! As you remember from your old Tech, history books on the old net, "SDI," stands for the app introduced by google corporatocracy, way back in the early part of the twenty first century, it stands for," SELF DRIVING INTELLIGENCE" helicopter! We hop in, and sit back and try to look out the windows, and in front of us we see far away in the distance a geometrousity, we hear the [ AI ] systems voice, indicating we are in for lots of firer works, We are not worried though, we are prepared for anything!
[ Seconds in to scene at 1:42 ] from the left, flies out from under us, a bat like manifestation, flying in front of us we prepare to shoot it down, but it flies away quickly escaping our bullets.
[ Seconds in to scene at 1:50 ] We are in the ship and the artist has excellent control of the camera and the chopper simulations, as we hit cruising speeds and as we zoom through the next couple of scenes, we cruise around, enjoying the views of the big city, but, then ?
[ Seconds in to scene at 3:00 ] We hear the sky begin to rumble, as we look out over the city rotating left around and around.
[ Seconds in to scene at 3:21 ] The lady [ Artificial intelligence ] voices says welcome to Eiffel towers condominium, but forgets again to say Welcome to the Vetihopvas invisible people, who, now are really getting pist off, more mad than before! They are so pissed off, they shoot out a couple of lazier beams and start blowing up the joint!
[ Seconds in to scene at 3:31 ] BOOM, Bam they knock out a big out door TV screen which tumbles off its structure falling down to the left, as it falls it acts as a catalyst and all the powers of The Vetihopvas, invisible peoples let loose with thunder bolts firering right and left, one buildings antenna shoots out a thunder bolt from its top signaling the end of the world is at hand! The invisible people applaud and are happy as the city de-constructs and the atom structures go Boom and tiny atoms are exploding all over the place as lightening flashes in the heaven and millions of discourteous people die. Poor happy looks on sad, wishing he was back washing his mommas dishes!

The Vetihopvas invisible peoples, laugh and enjoy their revenge!

The artist puts on cool funeral music as the cemetery will be busy to night!

THE END

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Assessment : Architectural Fractologist : 3D Model Master and 3D Zooming camera technician and Director of Fractal Films
Recommendation : O
Commendation : Space Techno Artistry pièce de résistance :

Opinions cheerfully expressed, whether in consensus or in disagreement, help understanding and collaboration with one another! Peace Be with you.

[ Ergo fractal may come to reside within it self, in comfortable self similarities of it self, unchallenged by time and thus fractalized eternally into similar self infinities indefinitely. ]

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Continuation tribute to the Master Tauruss66

« as reference see Reply #30 on: January 11, 2012, 03:13:07 AM »

The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

Chapter 10

Good evening, again friends and another warm Fractal welcome, back to you all. Yes, both the dead and the living. The great ages, full of fractal sages warns : There will be days and there will be nights. As you about to enter Chapter ten, be forewarned! It will be full of frights." in you, the devil do." And now, that said lets begin. The fractal door creaks opens once more. Slowly once more! Look! Yes you, look!

Gaze into eternity, invisible and alone, gaze in to eternity and see, stories to frighten and stories to make you sigh, stories to make you ask the questions why? Stories of hate, stories that make you want to debate the reason and where with all of your fate! Stories that search, quests that dare to inquirer into your private hidden puddles of desire. Mysterious Fractals galore, sure, the case debased in incredibility malitity mentality of evility.

   Are you sure?

   Are you positive you want to come in?

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BR.

BR, events kicked him.

BR, events made him.

BR, events remolded him, shaped him!

Sometimes, we all might find our life, turned upside down, and we are living in a nightmare
coming out of the ground! One type of madness or another.

Perhaps a lover, tweets you, they found somebody new, and the wedding is off permanently too. You run off with a guy or gal on the fly, and you thought they were nice, but he turns out, not to be. Life is a movie, the part you play, changes from day to day, in every way.

Questions, why? Why me? Why did this happen? Why did this happen to me, to us, to them?
We say sometimes, things we don't mean.

But, in the world, there are forces, unseen, you'll get over it, forget it, or get depressed, hurt your own self, and shriveled up and die!

Why?

Many colors are in the sun's sunshine.

Red is the color of blood.
Red is the color of heat.
Red is the color of meat.
Red, white and blue are in the sunshine too!

Big Rex's heart, has been hurt, and for all intentional purposes, his heart, although beating, is dead!

Little love in it, is found.

So, profound, rightly or wrongly?

Is it he, who will live to walk in the lemon rain, sunshine, among the green stalks?

The two earth's upper and lower, new worlds without girls? Or possibly, there may be one find for him, unknowns is, this man's fate, left to debate, incoming breezes, bring problems to be faced, squeezed in his short life time.

Mad, madness, it is his cover to hide, to hide his sadness?

Yet, for reasons outside of our comprehension, destiny, it must of read, his no nonsense, primal, cruelty, that is found in the wild humans, only documented by his mad behavior, in his deadly resume!

And out of billions of people on Earth who were good, mentally healthy, decent and trust worthy, and alive, out of them, he is the saved one.

Is it he who will save what's left of Mankind's world. This crazy man, has been chosen, as the savior of all?

Into his hands, and his demented mind, depends so much! Ironic is it not?

The conditions of fractal Earth, are nothing more than damaged goods, mere has beens, washed up and lost artifacts.

Can a madman bring them back?

Dead Earths back to life?

Earth, where man used to live, what a hap, hazard, miss mash, of bizarre challenges, he now has to face. He just can't stop.

Mother nature, the cruel one, she doesn't want him to! He just can't stop! Bizarre challenges he now, has to face!
And for every minute that now passes more and more events seem to pit him against, the trials and tribulations, that the forces in space, the forces of time, the forces outside of the knowing mind, the forces of nature combined, has in store waiting for him, and his little, little mind. Waiting, waiting to test him to death.

Unknown to him, as he scurries around in the dark bottom of that boat, he suddenly accidentally stumbles, trips and falls down a damaged stair case.
He falls and tumbles over, and over, and bangs his shoulder, into a gray metal door, marked in white block letters," employees only," and, it swings open! And, much to his surprise, inside are about about 20 large, 10 gallon, water cooler jugs, just full of nice, clean, fresh water! Such a cherished find, blew his mind, and although he's bruised, and a little banged up, it brings a moment of happiness to him.
He can always use more water, but, how does one man bring such heavy Bottles upstairs? He'll have to get Jonathan to help. Oh yes, he smiles, thinking to himself. Seems like saving that boy. Saving his life, wasn't such a bad idea, after all. Ha, ha, ha, ha, . . .

But, that's a problem BR, doesn't mind solving at all. But, then while down below, he suddenly trips again, in the dark, on a soggy, wet yellow curtain, and thinks, WoW, this is good material to make a tent, or a rug!

If only, he could get it upstairs too. It would come in mighty handy! But then again this would, requires Jonathan's help!

He realizes in the ship, there is a virtual treasure trove of things, he could find useful, that he can use to rebuild his life with, and of the lives of the two men he just saved. But, a even bigger surprise, lies in store for him again, as fate taps him on the shoulder, with one heck of a big surprise, indeed!

People! More people, than he could ever imagine survived too! No, not thousands of people, but, about a hundred and thirty or so! Lots of kids, children, young and old.
He discovers them, when he pulls the curtain aside, only to uncover below deck, a large lunchroom full of people, people who have been trapped in the dark for days, hungry confused and disoriented.

Many with broken bodies, injured an traumatized! Living in their own poddles of urine, and feces, maggot invested! All around them, surrounded, by dead passengers and their excrement. When he lifted the cover up, a large stinking gas cloud, rose up and hit his nostrils, with the pungent stinkyiness of the dead!

That, Oder, like a fog into his face! The smell of the thick death, permeates the air in there, with the special unforgettable stench of death. He pulls back the door, that was covering the hole and he is as shocked to find them, as they are to see him up above, in a hole in the ceiling high above them.

They looked up, waving enthusiastically, smiling, happily. He looks down. He shines a flashlight to the ground. The ground, covered with half naked filthy bodies. That's what he sees. It's dark, that's what these people see, up above them, a light shinning like a beacon in the night.

Someone is up there. A rescuer has come!

It's such an awe inspiring delight for them. Hard for them to realize, that after all this time. All this horror, all this madness, finally, finally they are going to be saved. He looks at them thinks to himself, whats this? Are they bugs? They are bugs, little bugs to fry in my frying pan, buggers or maybe not? He thinks. as he looks at them good, his head crazy as usual!
His mind spinning like a dime, insanity, dominating him, spiraling around. He looks down at them They're, are only a few, out of, out of, what looks like a thousand dead ones or more, all smelling! They're down in, down in a hole about 24 feet down below him or so.

How, to get them out, he will have to throw down ropes, and rig up a pulley. Perhaps two! A lot to do! Now, now, he is faced with the question. How? How to get out, all of those who are not injured, make them understand, that, no policemen or fireman, Doctors, nurses, or rescue teams, are looking for them, coming to rescue them. Just him, madman, BR!

Will they understand when this Madman tells them, that every bodies is dead, their families, their friends, the internet, their world.
The world that they know is gone. It's now a memory, and he is the rescue team. He is the one who will, or will not save them. They are not in a position to say no, to a madman, like this joe, not when that madman is the only one who can save them.

That he has stipulations for them, yes, the madman does!

They will have to comply with or die! This guy, this guy, he is just crazy enough, crazy enough, to slam the door back and leave them. Cold hearted is he, you see, destiny checked out his resume, and wants him that way.

[ 2 ]

Life strifes, life's knife drama o sama,. You see danger in here be, yes, black is light, some people think, while they raise the glass of spiritual drink, he too, like you, like you, dare swallow a gulp?
Destinies cocktails in bulk, asymmetric subconscious details, oh rife, ripe hand, player-man, of nature's black band. If you sleep, and some of you do, who are not dead, and hear in your head, the band playing, be very afraid. BR, is the rebel blade, singing the tune! And he is near by. The crazy man, the bugger bumble bitch man.

BR,

He wants to form a gang. One by one, those whose life's, he has saved, he in-slaves.

The members, recruit he will, from death's doorstep.

Now, some people are inexperienced, clueless, super intelligent in their own field. But, when they step outside their sphere of individual special field of knowledge, childlike they become, vulnerable to the ploys and games mother nature, spits in their face, as she so often does, she does so playing with them from time to time, but unsuspectingly they don't get it, they don't even know they are being played, in spades, and stumble, in their sleep, creep dead, deep!

Now, BR, will be their leader, good, evil, mad or mad not, whether they like it, or like it, not. Snot, coming out of your nose, if you have one?
And that leader, is a killer thriller, from manila, and he has diabolical plan, and if they don't fit in to it, if they don't, he will make them pay, and he tells them so!

He and he alone, is their rescue team, he and he alone is their savior now, and they will cooperate or as he promises, they will all die!

They must have shelter, he will have to provide them with shelter.

They must be fed, he will have to provide them with food!

They must become a survivor, learn to deal with inclement weathers, catch and eat creatures that move raw, sleep walking if need be, and kill or be killed, and to survive you need a teacher, an agile bitch, from the dark of the Force.

As a survivalist, he must provide them the tools and barbaric know, how to survive, and reciprocatingly, they must learn.

They must go back to the kindergarten of preditorial hunters.

Back, in time, back, in time, back, back, back in time. To do what must be done, natures fun, hard wired spectrum, and eat what ever it takes to survive.

The vegetarians will be eaten, by the fracta-carnivorians, their bones busted, broken into, and the warm red marrow licked out clean! It, is he who must teach them to see, how to live to survive the unearthly, in a world that is not what they think it is.
A world that is dead, destroyed, where only, where only, where only the strongest of the strongest, of the very strongest, survives!

This is nature's fractal law. From two billion million human years ago! Before your kind walked the bottom of the liquid seas.

This matrix existed matter fractally in the time breeze.

Now, besides all of this, as if this wasn't enough to deal with, under lying all of this is other combined force's, superimposed on the realms of the ††DUCKS †† driven, driven with the ribbon of wild, brony, muscular exercises, manifesting behind the scenes of other worldly

They lie in wait. They too, have a time due!

So, much is simultaneously happening.

The stupid man, with, the stupid plan, with a bad head, tries to use it as best he can, ponder he does, then this?
How, do you take a people spoiled by modern conveniences, and dump them back a million years back, back into prehistoric times. With no cars, no light, no electricity, no dentists, no tooth paste, no toilets, no perfumes, no computers, no running water, no TV, no baseball, no nothing?

BR knows!

But BR, also knows, it won't be pretty!

It will be dam right bloody.

And he now, lifts the cover up, where the people are, and he holds it open and sticks his head in, and growls:

He growls at them: Shut up Bumble bugger bitches! Stop stinking or I'll shut back the door.
Now try to imagine this, imagining, good, here's the scene, people down in the bottom of a ship, cut off from the world, waiting to be rescued, when all of a sudden out of a hole in the ceiling, high above them, comes the voice of someone you think is going to rescue you, and he yells out loud :

BUMBLE BUGGERS, BITCHES, BUMBLE BUGGERS BITCHES!
Ha, ha, ha, I know, I know you Bumble bugger bitches are down there, ha, ha, ha! I can see ya! I can smell ya! What y'all, been doing? Hiding from BR? Ha, ha, ha, I can smell you, Oh ha, ha,, ha, ha, You, you fools, you can not, you can't hide from me. I can always find bugs, you stink! You can't hide from me, you bugs are kidding your selves! Not me, not me, not meeee. Ha, ha, ha,

I got the nose!, he said pointing to his nose, three times, and laughing! Ha, ha, ha, oh Ha, ha, ha, . . .

All I got to do, is just follow my nose, and sure as water is in the bottom of a well, buggers, bugs, are stinking up like hell. Oh ha, ha, ha, ha,ha, ha, oh ha, ha, ha !

I gone put you in the pot and stir it up, once, I gone put you in the pot and stir it up twice, that's nice, three times four, till your done, Oh ha, ha, ha! Oh boy, this is gone be fun. ha, ha, ah!

I know what you stinking thinking? You want to come on out, don't you?

Don't lie? Don't lie fly, ha, ha,ha!

You stink it's time you come out? Is that what you're stinking? Time to come out? Time to come out and join old BR in the sunshine, ha, ha, ha! What's up bugger's?

[ 3 ]

The demented BR, has open up a can of worms, when he found that hole in the ceiling!

But, let's go back in time a minute.

Back before he opened the hole in the ceiling, shall we.
What was going on a couple of minutes, a couple of minutes before he came along, and found that yellow curtain covering a ceiling door!

It was dark down there.

Down there was nowhere where you would want to be.

Down there was the epitome of human's misery.

Down there, sat death, next to thee, in the darkness with you, with you, next to you.

There in the darkness. And that darkness was. It was full of people, mostly dead, some alive, and dying.

It was eerie, it was lonely, it was hot, no ventilation, it was muggy, the humidity was suffocating the few folks that remained still breathing. It was icky, and sucky in any language!

In that huge space, that big spacious lunchroom, at least thats what it was, before, before the destruction of the world came, it use to be a luxurious cafeteria. The ,"happy eats," was the name of the cafeteria room, which specialized in foods, for those blessed with a more sophisticated palettes and tastes!

People would sit casually while courteous waiters, with white gloves, would come around and serve you. It was a happy life. So flush, so very flush full of worldly amenities, and social graces pleasures, great conversation, great wonderful people! One could not ask of life for more, then, then, then in the last days.

Then destrux-fracto-actional bifurcation, of transformations of doom time, suddenly happened, and what was a world, is no more.
It change it did, it changed, changed in to a slummy worm filled cemetery of black death. It only took and instant. Only! If you break down an instant, into slow motion, it appears to be a year, but, if you close your eyes and open it, then and there, death is staring at you, just like that. matter of fact.

In an instant, there was a loud scary rumble, upheaval, an apocalypse of earthquaking tremendous, crashing horrible sounds, of the boats interior structures splitting up, breaking, as large shaking walls, went shaking wildly, into convulsions, burst apart, buckling collapsing ceilings and tons of broken glass, and tons of machinery came crashing down through the ceilings, down, down on the heads of people, seated eating their last meals, as the lights suddenly went out, as the lights went black, as life went black, crushing, killing and mangling un-apologetically all of the diners, save for a very few.

Now, the lunchroom is destroyed, dust filled, thick air, the big mighty ships air conditioners dead, and most of its support walls have caved in, it has no electricity here, it has no waiters, only the squashed remains of them, looking like red jam you spread with a knife on white bread, along with hundreds upon hundreds of people, crushed by fallen ceiling debris, and now they litter the floor rotting, not pretty.

Amongst the dead are here and there are scattered survivors.
Now days afterwards,
They having been, laying there, laying, waiting, dying, crying, sobbing, without life's basics!
No water to drink.
No running water to wash them selves, wash and clean their wounds.
No light see, no way to walk around accept stumble around in the dark walking on the faces of dead people, from different places,
who were alive!
Who a short time ago, were happy!
Who dead now be! What misery! Life contains, uncertainty comes and wains, but, nothing is so final, like the finality of death. It's lips are pretty one minute and ugly the next!

Once in a while, you hear a breather, yes a breathing live being, laying amongst the thousands.
Some times you hear screams.
It hurts your heart to hear them, the little one, the innocents, the children, Mommy, Mommy help, mommy!
Some times you hear a poor souls scream [ hyperboles of obscenities at god ]
Some times, you with your stomach empty, hear it growling, growling for a morsel. But wo, be onto you, none, no, no more food for you to eat!
Some times, you hear the last exhalation of a neighboring body next to you as it expires, alone, quiet, still, dead!

[ 4 ]

Dead, dead equates to the eternal quietness. It is quiet, quiet, so quiet, but in here, in here, here in this room, this cafeteria of death. You, you can hear things. You can hear. Beings making sounds! Beings and the parts of beings, making sounds in the dark without light! Sometimes the being making the sounds are, sometimes the sounds are coming, coming, from the interior of you. But, you have to be in tuned, tuned in to it! Harmonically to hear, hear the sounds of your body! So, many, many, there are the electrical sounds of anxiousness of the co dependent, inter cooperative, series cycles mega fluxes, of the nervous systems sounds, of inter-frictional frequency sounds, In side your brain to the nervous systems tributaries of nerve branches and back in a flash, as they sporadically send signals to the centers of your brain to minds interfaces, warning them that death is at hand.

Then of course there are mundane easy for anyone, to hear sounds. Sounds you can hear easily.

Some times, you hear you, breathing!
You can gasps, somebody is gasping and its you! This the most strangest of the most beautiful sounds, you make when you inhale, and exhale, inhale and exhale. It doesn't hurt, and because you don't need anything else, except this noise, to tell you, yes you are still alive here in this boat!
And another important set of sounds thats is incredible,
is the olfactory employment ones? In here in the dark, there loafs, soft drifting air full of Oder's emanating from your private parts. You try to ignore it. But the sound of your nose smelling is like certain words that press and trigger your buttons!

How do you smell?

How do you smell after being down in this boat, without hope, without washing off, both wet and dried blood in hell?

When you smell, your nose makes a sniff, sniff, sniff, sounds, that abounds sifts out the fresh scents, the pleasing ones, and those coming from you that are , that are not! Butts fart's in the air, where gases of despair, drift into your nostrils, not just diagonally, but you gets hot weighted smells, that float higher, than the cool ones, that tend to drive down drifting near the floor where you are. Where you are! Funny thing about the gases in you! For them to fart, come out of you, they come out of you either way, one part of you or the other, you don't have to be alive! your going to fart dead or alive! Dead or alive, in here you are!

Where you will be for a long time! A very, very long time!

Your nose is fearful, if not, frightened by your, your, yes, we don't like to say it, we dare not say it, but, the quality of foot odor is often reported as a thick, cheesy smell. Some describe the smell like that of malt vinegar. However, sometimes your foot can give off a strong ammonia-like olfactory dis treasure, smell, that can make a hairy goat on fire, float!

So many, many sounds in the dark! So, many!

When you rest your head on your arm, when you're on the floor of the ship, you can hear the sounds of your heart throbbing, going, thump, thump, thump. Thats, the over arching supreme sound, the heart in your chest. It also tells you, you are alive. There is only darkness, no light now, in this place, your heart, or your life.

When will you die?

Will you die of starvation?

Will you die of thirst?

Cause there is no water in here!

Will you die because the infestation by the billions of little white maggots eating your flesh off your face and eating out your eyeballs?

Crawling in and out of nose, as the flies buzz around your head making you dizzy with the sounds of their wings, is that what awaits your fate?

[ 5 ]

What awaits your fate is not up for debate. You're here and now is. But, you ask, here, what is here ?
How is here, here?
How is here?
Here?

Can you touch it?

Can I eat it?

Can I be sure I am here ?

Can I be sure of anything?

Am I like mad? Am I like BR, so mad it's pitifully sad?
BR, asks in the deep corridors of his twisted mind, who is in there?
Who is in my mind? Why the pejorative symbioses between the times sublime and pandemoniums, cycles landscapes in his minds demeanor, cleaner or dirtier than most or are we, who are wrong? Confused, used by popular morays of our times, your time, for taking for granted popular non thinking public perceptions, what it is meant by the real here? Here is here, but because it is said, does it make it so? Here in this context, mathematically, you have to go to the mathematics to translate an approach to the facts of here.

We describe here, with a perceived landscape construct, composed of a finite space, with dimensions on an assumed grid, with a boundaries both vertical and horizontal, and within the center, we place our eye. And lookup and discern a ceiling, look-down and discern a floor, identified by which we think, we are standing, and thus, rationalized it as fact? We are here?

BR, equates things other than him self, as a infestations, which to him equates to bugs coalescing inside of a { 1 }.
In his mind because you are, doesn't mean you are. Because you speak doesn't mean what you think it means.

Your words you speak to him, in his mind, are not given to instantaneous translatability and hold little or no weight in his reality.

Just as the rain or wind blowing on him. It may be environmental to you, but!

It's just sensation on his skin, and sensation, does not a fact make, for fact sake! But it is not a fact, or proof of your existence to him. You in his mind, you cannot be proof of your existence. You are because you say you are, is not good enough to be a fact, in the eyes of BR's reality!


His is a mind froth with mind distortions, described as without consistent underlying logic, but randomized infrequent loops on the outskirt peripheries of primal wired animal instinctive regions of levels of logic, but logic of the other, the dangerous kind. And cunning wise, whether by deceit, evasion of the truth, just to survive with him. He has no hesitancy to kill, in fact to him, when he is in one of his mad stupors it's a trill!
But, what we know, we don't, as we'll soon find out about BR, whose mind is vulnerable to being captured in the future, when the, †† DUCKS †† arrive on the scene like in a dream!

And for now, until proven other wise we accept here. The, here inside this boat as a fact, and the lives of the people, as a fact, and realities in that awful ship you find your self in, as what awaits your fate? Fate, rummages around laughing, in the belly of the beast. The beast in this place is this ship, only a couple of dozen people, got away with their life, and bodies intact, only to face destitution, humiliation and the horrible conditions living in the bottom of the boat of death. Practically all the other people, got instantly smashed like a bug.

[ 6 ]

Those lucky ones, the few that didn't get crushed, survived, now sit in the blackness, alone and are now rightly, worried and deeply troubled waiting.

Life and death, It all depended on luck.

In this cruise ship, some parts of the huge atrium like cafeteria, caved in, some parts, the floor gave way, and smashed their bodies down flat, flat like hay. Luck?
Of course, the reaction of those, still alive, were to seek confirmation from love ones, that they too, survived, but disappointingly, they, in most cases, did not!

And those that did, roamed around in the darkness, in the big room, on their feet, if they could, on all fours, if too weak, and crawling, with their hands held out in front of them, searching in the pitch blackness, walking or crawling on the dead bodies of others, their faces, eyes, and backsides, till tired, depressed, they fall, and collapsed down, near somebody else! They would listen so they could tell by their sounds, who was alive and who was not. What would you prefer to lie down next to, someone alive, or a dead guy?

And made spontaneous instantaneous friendships. Friendship? Friend?

What, a strange word. Do you have a friend?
Some people only have themselves.
No children. They got money, but they can't talk to it.
They can't ask it, to help them in the dark of this boat?
They would give it all away to be any place but here!

But where is here?

Due to time, and the attributes of time, if you understand , you are in here, and after you move away from here, someone will be standing where you are right now, in a different time, and a different environment, but at the same time they will be occupying the space you are occupying.

Its simple, take a tree for example, a tree, sweet as can be, is born an apple tree, form its branches falls an apple onto the ground.

The wind, the animals,
the humans, squirrels, worms collect the apples,

till all are gone, and next season, the tree drops another apple in exactly the same spot, and more until they too, are all gone.

The boundary-less cycle is one attribute of the arc of a fractalized time loop.
Time, separates time. The time of the happy apple tree, and the time of the happy people in the boat, as opposed of the un-happy people in the boat be, is separated by time. And those unique degrees of separations, Is all about luck and about time variations.
And finding a friend, in a hell hole is all about conditional, contest, and circumstantial luck, and if the friend turns out to a real friend, and not an opportunistic one. It's like finding gold! And finding a friend anywhere can be tricky, and in here more so, than anywhere on the two Earths!

In here, in this time, it can mean the difference between staying alive a little longer, improving the quality of the time you have remaining, or a few more minutes or going insane, plain and simple in time.

If you realize inhere, one would try to get near another live person, to share the pain and to help each other survive somehow. If not physically than with words of hope, and words of encouragement, small talk. After all it's been a long time now, and after a time, a person, any person sitting in the heat, it's humid, yucky, no air, their brains stops working correctly. They stop working correctly!

They get desperate.

Desperate!

People start to hallucinate! They get very easily annoyed, impatient. They get agitated, the person gets so angry, frustrated and slowly changes in their personality, rise to the surface. And the person is not the same anymore.
Not, the same, any, anymore!

These few people. Some of them, stay next to their dead loves ones, near their bodies hoping against hope that somehow some way, some rescue team will find their way down here in the dark.

They hope against hope!

Some won't leave the side of their dead love ones, no matter what. Others, they, draw closer together in small pockets, small clusters of the living, and when they have the strength they speak to each other, they do. The subjects, the same, always the same. We are going to die, soon, if nobody comes. Says one, sobs a voice, crying, crying.

Crying, in the dark.

The voice belong to young lady name Judy. if it wasn't completely black in here, you could see
she's young and pretty, a recent college grad, that got this cruise ship ticket from her proud parents, as gift and enticement for her to do good in school and finish college. She did, and now she's here in time. She, thinks to her self, if you ask me how I am doing? I'd lie, and say I am doing fine. How can I be doing fine, thinks the woman after being asked by another woman, how you making out?

She, thinks about that question.

Any other time, she would answer quickly but now, she's laying down on the floor feeling her bare legs for maggots that are crawling every where. She's horrified of them. She can feel them.
She knows what they look like.

What is strange is when feel one crawling on you nose near your eye and you pick it up, it is so soft and rubbery, so innocent, that how they feel but then you get horrified doubly when you know what they are hungry for.
They're tiny. Very, small. Their white, and look like a tiny white caterpillars, but worm like. Looking like tiny crawling worms, Worms, that feast on you if your dead or not..

When she gives up, and that might be soon, they will eat her too!

And she won't be able to stop them, she won't be able to do anything, she'll be dead!

It won't matter.

It's so hard for me says, the young woman, thinking to her self.
A couple of days ago, I was thinking of getting buff for summer, beach ready, thinking about boys, music, fun, and now. I don't. Oh,my God! NOW!
Strange how in one day you're whole life gets thrown in the garbage. I haven't eaten.

I haven't eaten, and I probably will never again! If, if, shucks, If my girls friends , if my friends saw me now, OMG. If they saw me, so down and out and smelly and filthy! If they saw me, me, now, they'd pity me, they'd say Judy girl, thats my nick name, Judy girl, they would say, we are so sorry this happened to you, you of all people, don't deserve this, and it true! I don't!

Who the hell deserves this, I don't want to die like this. The dead people that are dead, already, they got it better than me, shit!

What the hell do I got to live for?

I will never have any babies, I don't know what being a mother feels like.

I don't know what marriage is like, I am too, too, young to die! they're can't be a god, OMG! There can't be one, this can't be, this can't be happening!

Dam, Goddam, I curse this cursed, blighted, despicable life, and I wish I was dead! Judy, said and broke down in tears, sorrowfully thinking to herself, there is no hope for us who are still breathing the smelly stinking air in here! We'll never get out, no, nobody even cares! Hoping is, is an indulgence for fools. I want to be dead, so badly!

So, this is really a sad, very sad set of situations, said Judy. I feel so lost, I feel like I am lost. Totally!

I am, so out of it, gosh, you know, I,

I wish that my dad was here. He'd know, he'd know what to do, she said softly, her voice filled with emotion, and deep concern as she started crying.

Well, this is not exactly pretty situation, for none us honey, chimed in another, more mature sounding female voice in the dark.

You could tell by the way she was speaking, she seemed to know what deep pain, and sorrow was all about.

We're done! Said another ladies voice, flatly without feeling, direct and cold, as if there were no chance of anything getting better for them.

To an observer, it's interesting the way men act in this a situation like this, they seemed to have paired off by themselves, in these weird circumstances. And like wise, the few woman that are alive, also were drawn to each other, crawling over on their hands and knees over the dead bodies so they could be in close proximity with one another. I tell you, exclaimed Judy sounding so depressed you, you could her heart felt sorrow in her trembling voice.

Well I want to die, I need one of you to do it. I want you help me kill my self, cause I don't got the guts to do it!
You don't! But, what makes you think I got the guts to kill, you? Look, you really won't be killing me, you know! You'll just be, you will be helping thats all! Its different! Judy girl, she said calmly, feeling better already. Its not even that, its, that she just might get and persuade somebody to end this madness!

Girl, you are so full of it, said a girl in the dark, skeptical.

She bugging, snapped another, harshly.

No, I am not, I mean yes, a little,said Judy girl,

A, a little?
look!
No, you look, you know what, you all are getting me more dam depressed that I already am, with talk,shucks,the lady remarked angrily!

Yet another said, you guys are nuts!
Said one woman. Its that you got to put your self in the profits hands, they will save us!

Year right, said one voice in the pitch blackness.

They have done enough already, I think!

Soon the women were arguing, then Judy girl, turned around, and faced in the direction of the voice closes to her, in the dark, feeling this one just might do it!

Enough, enough already!

Listen, she said lowering her voice down and talking directly where she think the other girl is!

First try to understand, I am a coward, a big scaredy cat. Always was one. And always will be! I can't take this.
I am afraid I lose my mind Gerry, Gosh, really, really Judy girl?

Thats what I am saying!

But, said Gerry, But, interrupted Judy, hysterically, But, nothing I got to be realistic, shucks, just as ain't light in here, ain't no life left for me to continue!
Honey, said Gerry, trying to calm the highly agitated girl down,

Judy, you should try to hang in, sooner or later they might gone send in somebody, some peoples, some rescue peoples! Sugar, listen, said Judy, big cruise ships like this, when they go hit something or crash into something, get in trouble in the ocean and they sink, we are not underwater, this boat ain't sinking. If it was, we would know it by now, don't you think?

I means shit, we'd be all dead, every last one of us, no, I don't know happen, But it was something big, an apocalypse atomic war or something, maybe worse.

The boat is practically stand up on one side and it, ain't in the water cause it an't moving around in the slightest!

The phones don't work, the internet is down, outside the boat is probably radioactive, shit! I am going crazy waiting to die, I want it now, please help me, I can't stand the stress, it's killing me, but not fast enough, I've got to take action, action, understand me? I've got take action, in my own hands,

because, because, I don't want to, and I can't, I can't continue anymore,

I can't any more! I am sorry, Gerry, my english sucks when I cry and am very upset.

Do you happen to speak any french? Oui, a little bit, answered Gerry! When I am over excited, said Judy girl, and terribly stressed out like this, I , I, I have trouble expressing my self well, in english, thats why, I asked, I got raped in side of here. No! Oui, sister!

Quelle? What ? No! A guy laying in the dark, amongst the dead bodies, got up and jumped me, he did it. Man are shitting animals! You got that right, said Gerry. The son of bitch, raped me, he ,Oh My God! It was so scary!
Oh mon dieu! You want me to tell you, tell how, how it happened? You're not going to believe this!

He caught me by surprise. In here? In here, on the floor, in the pitch blackness of this dam boat. Shit! He got me.
I was lucky, to find something, that, that, that knife on the floor. In the dark! I was lucky! The knife saved me. While, he was on me. I picked it up and jabbed it into his heart!

He touched my nipples and that's only for my husband, and my babies, it's sacred to me, not no one else, so I killed him, she said sobbing uncontrollably!

I know we don't have any light in here, but if you could see me, you would see his blood is all over me. I smell of death, that is why, I want you help me to commit suicide! I can't live any longer!
Oh Mon Dieu.
C'est terrible! That is unbelievable. So will you help? NO!
Pourquoi, pourquoi? Why won't you help me kill my self, I must die, I am going mad, mad, I tell you, please, she yelled pleadingly and crying uncontrollably! I loosing my mind I tell you, Please. Sob, sob. I, I cant take this living like this. It is too, to much. My God, No, I am sorry, I am sorry to bother you, I said sorrowfully as I thought to myself, I can't take it any more of this stuff, I tried everything, I pleaded with her, but she told me no!

Then, suddenly behind me came another female voice, a person who, some distance away, was over hearing our conversation, and apparently, she understood the whole conversation and said, Hey, look, I couldn't help but listen in, and my name is, Saddie McQueen.

I'll help you kick the bucket, if thats what you want, she chuckled, its, like what ever to me.

Same to me, you understand. I seen better days too. I was startled, thought Judy to her self, but, this person, this girl, understood where I was coming from, and, was alright about it, and besides that, she was cheerful about it too!

And her personality in her voice, in the dark was telling.

She seemed willing, and I was so desperate, so I trusted her!

So, I explained to her, how I want to do it, she laughed at me, at first, and I had to admit. The way I wanted to try committing suicide, well, Hmmm, it did sound goofy but, I think it would work. If I put my mind to it real hard, I am California girl, after all! And, OMG, so much for the coward type.

So I explained what I wanted her to do, real real slowly, I will hold my breath, I said, and she will hold my nose so I can't breathe, and thats it. No air, and it's over, I said, staring at darkness where I thought she was!

Trying my darn'est to be cheerful, too.

Surprisingly, the woman, who was showing how upbeat, and how spunky she was, answered daringly, you know something, she said, let's make it a two-some,

you hold my nose.

I hold your nose.

Get it?

I hold my breath, you hold your breath, and if it works, If, and that's a big if?

We'll both be out of our misery. Voila, We'll be, both deader than a battery, I told her, and just hearing her willingness, made me feel better about it.

Anyway, I said, so might as well give it try, What ever, she said, very non challantly, apparently not giving a dam one way or the other!

With your idea, we get two for one, kind of buy one, get one free american style ha, ha, ha. She laughed and it was her laughter that made feel much better about trying it, and I said, very efficient, er, "très effiecient ?" What do you think?

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Very efficient things are concurrently happening simultaneously in life, unknown to you and me, it is knowledge of it, that means the difference, blessed is he, who sees it.
Dark has atmosphere. The atmosphere of a lark, is serendipitously happenstance. The atmosphere of the dark, is a pessimistic precursor, of the coming of the end, for those fore-lorned souls, in the bottom of this boat.

So, it was desperate survivors, heavy with melancholy, cloaked in perpetual blackness of one of the ships large dining areas, must come to the realization, that they only survived one calamity, to then, suffer another, that epitomizes the most dreadful of inhuman conditions, encompassing them, totally in unspeakable humiliations, before their final sad demise.

There in the dark, they ponder the futility, articulate imponderables.

The two, young women, Judy Champagne, and Saddie McQueen exalt themselves to take their own lives, as a remedy to end the blighted decrepit hand, they have been dealt.

Each of the girls, holds tight the nostrils of the other, affirming, they would rather die, die then breathe another drop of this air in here.

They are in throws of asphyxiating themselves, and ironically at the exact same time, mother nature is playing another one of her playful and nasty ironies. She has timed things just right, so that BR, is going to open up the hole in the ceiling above them and announce his coming!
So, then now their fates are fractally crisscrossed, as the cross winds driven by the culprits of probabilities occurs. They are dying, they begin to faint, die any second now . They will be dead. And, it will happen any second now. Perhaps ten seconds, they will be dead! 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, then BR, opens the ceiling up at the count of two, and says ;

Hello, BUMBLE BUGGERS, BUMBLE BUGGERS!
Ha, ha, ha, I know, I know you bumble bugger bitches are down there, ha, ha, ha! What y'all, been doing? Hiding from me, Big Rex, My friends call me BR? Ha, ha, ha, I can smell you, Oh ha, ha,, ha, ha, You, you fools, you cannot, you can't hide. I can always find bugs, you stink! You can't hide from me, you bugs are kidding your selves! Not me, not me, not meeee.

I got the nose!

All I got to do, is just follow my nose, and sure as water is in the bottom of a well, buggers, bugs, are stinking up like hell. Oh ha, ha, ha, ha,ha, ha,, oh ha, ha, ha !

I gone put you in the pot and stir it up, once, twice, thats nice, three times four, till your done, Oh ha, ha, ha! Oh boy, this is gone be fun. ha, ha, ah!

I know what you stinking thinking? You want to come on out, don't you?

Don't lie? Don't lie fly, ha, ha,ha!

You stink its time you come out ? Is that what you're stinking? Time to come out? Time to come out and join old BR in the sunshine, ha, ha, ha!

Whats up bugs?

So, it is as we see them, these poor victims of debased fate, there they are, who are about to die just as he opens us the hole in the ceiling just in time!
The two ladies and the rest of the survivors, are pleasantly surprised and blinded by the bright lights of the flash lights in the dark, that suddenly seem to pump them up with irrational exuberance, unapologetically harolding them to come back from the brink, it would be remissive of them, now, not to entertain the fleeting certainties of hope and to embrace the possibilities of the elusive sacred aspirations of rescue!

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Hi! It's me Madcow sammy , OMG. That boat is a real looney house! I think BR, has got some issues? Who the hell he thinks he is? This BR, is unbelievable! Wow, and that boat, I don't think its a good idea to be in there at all.
Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Boy! " Anyway, Got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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CHAPTER 3

[ 1 ]

Ha, ha heh, heh HMMn ah!Par les moyens les choses vont.
Par les moyens les choses vont nous va avoir nos selves à partie dans la noirceur.
Vous êtes beau, vous connaissez ? Je veux faire l'amour avec toi. Tu es très Jolie! [/color] J'aime les jeunes et très belle.
Vous êtes une fille très, très, stupide, mais nous aimons vous !
Stop!
No.
Please!
Je veux ce bébé ! Ha, ha, ha. Ne bougez pas fille goddam, merde. Ha, ha, ha. Stop, ow , that hurts, ha, ha, ha.
Attendre quoi ? What is happening? You are getting hairy! Oh my god, you are growing hair! Holy shit!

Attendre ce qui se passe ici ?

Oh My God your face, holy shit! What is happening to your libs, your face? Lights turn on. I got to see what the [ BLEEP ] Is going on? Yells the poor frenchmen in the dark. But the automatic light response system does not comply, and he remains in the blackness in the room in the dark, in the dark, in the dark, but the dark is getting darker, black as hell.

Votre corps, ce qui se passe pour elle ? He is a little worried and he should be, he's not making, he's not making love to Jackie any more , oh no no! Oh, no, Things have changed in the dark room, in the dark things change! In the dark things change! In the dark things change! Miss love is in the dark with him now, but she is not a woman. He feels her breast, and he feels lots of long stiff black hairs, bristling through his fingers. He feels her face, it's no longer silky smooth, and he feels a strange bump, where Jackies nose was! A big bump with a hole in it!

Oh Mon Dieu, que se passe-t-il à votre nez ? OMG, Oh Mon Dieu, this is impossible. OMG, Oh Mon Dieu!
Is this your nose? Is this giant hairs growing out of your nose? This can't be! It is getting, it OH my God! What is this? Your head? Your [ BLEEPING ] head? Oh my, your ears, your ears are growing longer and longer? You got hairs all over your ears? You got ? Oh, er um er oh no, some, something is wrong. Your libs? Vous les lèvres deviennent de grands, something is not right? What this I am feeling in the dark? Your teeth? OMG, Oh mon dieu, this is impossible. They are wiggling!

Then suddenly, we see her, she is grabbing the man who was on top of her by the top of his head just over his ears, and sinks her fingernails into the top part of his skull! "Clue us ish ishy tok!" "Tok!"

She starts twisting off the top of his skull, just like you would twist off a bottle cap.
, POP! POP!

She lifts the skull cap off raises it up, and she sticks other mouth over it, like it was a can of soda pop! And dives her tongue, down deep into the mans head, and starts sucking out his brains,

YAAaaa , ooow OW YOW,
ya,myaaaaahelp me, help he screams YAAaaa :OW YOW, YOW, YOW! YAAa ow, ow, yowelllowwowowwwooo! "ssss'S SLURP SssssSSSlurp zurslapuka, sssss's slurp zurslapuka, sss's slurp zurslapuka slurp! YA, ya,yaw,yowww. The silence of the room erupts in the sounds of excruciating screams of pain.
YAAaaa :OW YOW, Ow Oh Mon Dieu, OMG ! YAAaaa :OW YOW,YAAaaa :YYioooOW YOW,YAAaaa :OW YOW,
ooooOW, OWWW! AHHH!
The man screams, the man screams. He screams then his screaming , his screaming stops!

Drops! Drops the transmigratory soul of Miss Love, who had switched bodies molecularly, unknown to her friend jackie, who she trans-tele ported, and as so, took her place and disgraced the face of her, would be killers, oomph fat fast, as she trans-formed, by intra molecular bodily funkomsyticalreplication, with astounding speed, into the Bunny Rabbit Woman of Death! Oh night, attribute colored me blackness fright, but now done, eerie sons of a gun, plumed thick it, with seasons chained in hot broth forth insane, and what is in that magic portmanteau of the dark of the force knowledge?

is it the it?

The dark of the force subsumable categories off limits, they are! But, one knows what the optimal answers of it, is, but can only guess approximation of what it is, what ever, it is, she closes her mind back, and it is back inside! insides of insides of eternities child.

Done she be!

And starts the new mystery!

Now, and now.

Work done and out of sight, under the sun of darkness light, molecularly atomorphfivation re-turbo-humancells atomized from evils light to humans good sight, and returns like a prenupt, cell polarized magnetically persuasive, and re-assembled transformed, she does born, to her other original self. After her revenge, devouring with pleasure, the two unfortunate fresh tasting french guards, that captured Jackie, now she returns to the frontier of familiar places, outside wasted, in time that time forgot, and by the power of the forces of the lot, set free, she materializes her magically, friend again, looking for she, who appears on the floor of the ladies bathroom from eternities.

Jackie, Jackie, she calls out her name! Fates consequences delusionalities grind-fested slipping back, back into the amazing breath, taking amorphous notched bottle we call life!

She turns back on the light by saying lights on! And wakes up jackie, who is unscathed in something, like a deep dreamlike sleep! We see them now, back in the bar in our time yard of space!
Jackie, who appears to have been sleeping, and sleepy and drowsy like a pegged-leg lazy-dog, hears a voice! It's the voice of Miss Love, exalting her to awaken from her slumber. They have crisscrossed the time lines of the dimensiononic, Miss Love, co-supporting her, both the good, sad, and bad, glad she is to lay eyes upon her friend again. The girl lays phosphate on the bathrooms cold floor, her mind clean slated, dormant on the travails of the battle fields she has traversed.
Jackie, its me, its me, honey, wake up, she, Miss Love, supplicates her to awaken, she is back to her original self! She is seen, as she frantically bends down over her. She just found her out cold, on the bathroom floor of the ladies room!

And shakes her, by the shoulders and wakes her young friend up, Sugar , you OK? You OK, she asks desperately? What, the What the hell happen to you, GIRL?

OH, my, says jackie coming to. Her memory blank, No recollection of her passed fate, my head, Oh my head it hurts! Dam, she exclaims in pain, as she holds her head. I got a headache and a half! Oh, dam, she exclaims as Miss Love holds her head up. Help me up, jackie asks, pleadingly, as she realized she on the floor? She looks up at Miss Love, then dizzily looks around the bathroom, clueless as to how the hell she got there. She props herself up on her elbows, but needs help getting to her feet.

She is woozy, and very dizzy, not her self at all.

I, I must have passed out, or something, dam, she says, trying to get to feet, thinking to herself, wow, I must have, drank to much! Oh shit, I hope I didn't ruin the job? Got to get back to the bar, wonder if laticha is OK?

She is visibly shaken, Miss Love helps her. Miss Love helped her gather herself back together. They stop a second, check them selves out in the mirror, they fix their make-up, lip stick, check! Miss Love asks, You sure you all right honey? Year, I'll live, answers Jackie dizzy but smiling! Then they slowly return back to the bar.

WOW, shit! What took you guys?, laticha, exclaimed happily! Whats up, asks laticha nervously, worried, and concerned as it was she, who alone, had to hold down the fort alone, and keep her guns aimed, and at the ready, all by her self in the bar, while they were gone?

[ 2 ]
Now, things get back to normal.
Ha, ha,ha, normalcy is not an option in this fractal night full of fright loaded with character assassinations physical nauseating, stomach churning acts, instigated by the savant girls of fractal war!

These girls, pretty disciplined in their approach, broach danger jackie asks, wow, where are the grown ups? Dead, bullets holes in their head! Ha,ha,ha, laugh the girls and jackie let goes a few rounds in the ceiling just for fun it! Rat, tat, tat taow, I am back! I am back! I am back! ha, ha, ha, Rat, tat, tat taow, Pow, Rat, tat, tat taow!
Jackie caps the one guard laying on top of a table, Rat, tat, tat taow, just to make really sure he is really dead. Then, suddenly the gun fire goes quiet. Finally, after all that indoor war! They don't have to talk loud any more. Now, they can hear themselves speak in a normal voice, No need to yell, cause gunfire is over! There is tranquilly. Its as safe, as a kinder-garden. Quiet in the bar. Looks like all the guards are dead! Surprisingly, the girls left the ambassador alive, its somehow part their crazy plan. He sits looking bewildered, dazed, worried on a chair. He's very uneasy with the situation, but glad to be still breathing, but wondering if they will let him live, or whats going to happen him next?

Suddenly, BOOM! things turn tense again, real fast, Love, jackie, Laticha and the other two bartenders duck, as the front door burst open, BOOM, and the bars giant sized black, wandering, never there bouncer, comes running in late for action, and yelling." HEY! What the [ BLEEP ] IS GOING ON HERE!"
He runs in with a baseball bat, they, at first, thought it was a gun, and were about to shoot the son of a gun, but he doesn't have one!
He don't got no pistol, shit, thats only a bat in his hands, man, dam it, tough shit, retorts angrily Laticha, looking at him through her Google glasses with telescopic enhance mode on!

The bouncer, wasn't around during the fight,

cause the dude, went out for coffee again, missed all the action, but unfortunately for him, he returned. And the
girls are not in a good mood! Not at all, so most likely he's gone fall!

He is shocked to see, all the ambassadors guards are dead, laying around the floors and tables. It is hard to see in the bar, cause of all the smoke drifting the air.

It's foggy inside!

And, the, only guard left standing alive is him, even though he wasn't with the ambassador's entourage, he's on the wrong side of the team now! And it doesn't look none too good for him, now!

Laticha, stands up pointing a gun at him, ha, ha, ha, Hey giant man. You booby, Wow, your so big! I love making love with a man three times as big as me, ha, ha,,ha!
Miss Love interrupts, smiling and saying," year, me too!" Is that a bat in your hand? ha, ha, ha!

But, fish head, she says, guess what? I like em dead, ha, ha, ha. But first, um, um well, I want you to dance for me!, ha,ha,ha, ha! Year! Hey giant man, you know something, I like your shoes, I am going to shoot your shoes, man, unless you start dancing! Now, dance sweetheart, ha, ha,ha! Dance, she says lowering her gun down and aiming it at his feet! Rat, tat, tat taow, ha, ha,ha!

Dance!

Bam, rat, tat, tat taow, Bam rat tat, tat, taow, the bullets flies all around his feet, like the planets orbiting at the speed of light around the sun! And he starts to hop up and down, hop up, up, and up, dancing like mad, to beat of the music and the bullets. He looks so funny dancing all that fat jumping up and down, its a wonder he doesn't fall through the floor, and bring the house down! ha, ha, ha!

Ha, ha,ha, the girls burst out laughing at him!
This huge mega man dancing like that, the girls laugh, Ha, ha, ha, as they shoot at his feet, Bam, rat tat taow, Bam rat tat taow. The big picture is one of aggregated bullet riddled fire works, gunfire blazing away by the snakes, the fake and drama queens from fractalo worlds unseen!

Madness reigns levels of insane fractacality in this bar of mystery sitting on the edge of time, cut off from the world!
Ha, ha, ha, laughs Miss Love.

The humiliated, scared for his life big, giant bouncer, hesitantly at first, He now starts dancing around falls down, ha, ha,,ha, they laugh at him. He struggles to get his big 450 pound frame back up on his feet. Once he gets back up, he tried to make a run for it! He runs, and runs as fast as can out the door. He almost makes it, Rat, tat, tat taow, ha,ha, ha, Rat, tat, tat taow, but almost is not good enough! He falls back BOOM, into club flat on the floor, the door swings back slamming shut! Its as if, even in death, this bar is a jail, only a specially select, few will ever leave from!

Quickly, now, the girls access the situation, gather their bags and weapons, Why was it, that so many men and women died this night?

Who knows, The Savant of Girls of War, knows, but they're not saying!

Jackie drags the Ambassador out, gets him up on his feet and pushes him out through the front door, to the waiting Limo! The doors slide open, they hop in and drive off.

Mean while inside the SDI, Limo :
Now, for the girls, its bottom line time! The girls sit back and the ambassador, Mr. Muhammed, sits between them, as miss Love holds a gun on him. Laticha hand cuffs, his hands in front of him. Then, laticha offers him a drink, smiling, He nods his head. She pours him a drink. He downs it and puts out his hand out, for another, she gives another drink, but the drinks are spiced with drugs to knock him out. They placed on his head, an old fashioned big set of earphones over his ears and turn up the music real loud, so he can't hear what they are talking about on their eyeglass phones!
We listen in on the girls conversation : Whats up with him, love?
Can you imagine ?
Imagining good, good!
Check this out, according to his rap sheet, this mr. Muhammed, the Ambassador, is in to black market nuclear arms deals. Competitions, not happy so they want him fired! So, why didn't we shoot him back in the club? Why is he still alive. Alive with us in the car?
Cause, explains Miss Love, he is not the main target. It's his wife , she made the company loose a billion dollars, by double crossing them, she hid the paper work, but they got a hacker to decrypt the codes exposing the fact she selling both to the good guys and the bad guys enemies. Wow, say laticha, who knew? Nobody, not even her husband the ambassador, she kept it from him too, So, what goes around comes around, they want her fired too!
Wow, exclaims laticha shaking her head in disbeleif.

But how we gonna kill her?
We gone put her butt to rest, says Mss love, cheerfully!
But, how, asks jackie?
She's in Embassy! Shit! we can't get in there, quips jackie! She's hold up there, and that place is like an impenetrable fortress, the lobbies got over a hundred men guarding it!

Exactly!

Embassy, is tight security wise, and she and her husband lives up stairs! And, that ain't, good. I'll say quips Laticha. How you're planing to handle this shit, Love?
He's gone killer for us!
No, shit what you planning to do hypnotize his ass, and send him up with a knife? Jokes laticha, laughing ha, ha, ha! Year, smiles jackie and Miss love, kind of, but not exactly, says jackie giggling!
See, look at him. See we gone send him up stairs with a suitcase full of explosives, the guards won't stop or search him, cause he is the ambassador and all, we gone be chilling out side and detonate it by radio from inside the Limo, and split!
How the [ BLEEP ] you gone get him to do that, asks laticha unbelievingly?

Miss Love, She, smiles and yells with this, she says pulling out a long ice pick!

[ 3 ]
She takes it and walks over to the sleeping man, he got knockout with the drugs they gave him! She drags him out of the chair, and signals for others to help her lay him down on the rug of the limousine. She shows Jackie how she wants her to help her, by holding down his head firmly so he wont move!
Now, while Jackie holds his head steady, Miss Love, she takes her hand and takes her fingers and grabs his right eyelid with her nails, and lifts open his eyelid up, and then, very slowly and careful presses the eyeball down very gently with her left pinkie, to make room foe the ice pick to go in. And just above the eyeball in-between it, and the fleshy part of the eyelid, she inserts the ice pick behind the eyeball and pushes it in slowly, very slowly slides it deeper and deeper in toward the corner of they eye socket and moving it back and forth, to the music, she begins wiggling it, severing the connections to the pre frontal cortex in the mans frontal lobes of his the brain. She wiggles it around good, bobby her head to the music while doing this, and pushes it hard in his frontal cortex of the brain, where she performs a lobotomy on him, wiggling around the cerebral tissue of membranes scrambling his brains, so they turn him in to obedient zombie like simpleton! When he wakes up, he will do anything they'll tell him to. He will be a dumbo, a simple, childlike zombie!
She does one eye-socket, then, when finished with that eyeball, she withdraws the pointy blade from the eye socket.

And lifts up the other eye lid, and starts to proceed carefully to perform the same operation again on the other eyeball. While she operating on the mans brain she converses with her pals.
Now, you sweethearts, I am short of time, so I got to do this baby fast,

Get, out the removal of these good and fixed pathological brain circuits, he's got here, and once jammed, and scrambled, should lead to just enough mental dysfunctional symptoms, that he will be stupid enough to carry the suitcase full of bombs, up stairs when he goes home, and thats all we require of him, nothing more! Is that too,much to ask? Dam, says Jackie, looking down at the man, man, any monkey can do that! Exactly, my sentiment, says love, agreeing with her. So thats, what we gone make this dude do, ha, ha, ha ! A dam, Monkey! Oh, year, says laticha cool! Ha, ha,ha, laughs the girls, checking out the pick wigging in the man's eye! Ha,ha,,ha !

You, you girls, I don't got tell you, being a savant child, yes, indeedy, has its advantages. You see a lobotomy on you tube, done once, and you can do it from memory! Memory, it's such a good thing!

Savants dictum, that the minds memory, material fractalized resuscitables memory, memories are relegated to special status of unobservable science, and as such occupy two non overlapping magisteria The do and the don't do's.

We choose the don't do's ha,ha,ha! Year baby, ha, ha,ha! Love how much shit can your hold in your head at the same time, bitch? How much, asks laticha, amazed her ability, smiling at her!
Honey, answers Miss Love licking the ice pick with her tongue like it was ice cream!

I got to much on my mind, so many memories, my mind hold so much in my head at one time, don't know sometimes. Ha, ha, ha, sometimes, she laughs, sometimes it's a real trip, ha, ha,,ha, The girls bust out laughing, ha,ha,ha! OMG, ha, ha, ha! Love you are a trip! Ha,ha, ha!

Jackie says joking around, our little Miss Love, is a doctor, her specialty is neural surgery who knew? Ah ha, ha, ha!
They all laugh, cracking up, as she holds up the ice pick!
And, then Miss Love, feeling in one of her comical moods, does a double take and she starts to do a stupid TV commercial, making believe she's in the one doing a commercial, she pretends and says, Friends!
I say, friends, do you have a problem thinking?
Does your brain need fixing?
Are you suffering from memory lost?
Are you depressed, because your boy friend left you?
Well, hey, no problem a little brain Lobotomy Operation can't solve!
Just call me, Doctor Lovekilljoy deaf! ha,ha ,ha, year!

I have been in the brain business for years!
Ha,ha, ha. Call me, night or day at 1- 800 LOVE PIK!
Ha, ha,ha, oh, man year!
We'll hook you up, all right!
Count on us, says laticha laughing, cracking up!
Sure we will, Jackie, chimes in joking too!
We will definitely hook you up! Ha, ha, ha!
Miss Love laughs as she stares at the thin blood soaked ice pick she's holding up in the light of the car, as it races toward, The Embassy.

The conversation gets interrupted.
"Excuse me," says the SDI artificial intelligence, "it is now graphical ten blocks from Embassy! And the time now is 04:59 hours, and 14 seconds. Am eastern standard time!"
er, um, OK! Thanks! SDI, pull over at the corner, find a parking and wait.
"But of course! Is there any else I can do for you?" Na, you, you done plenty already, thanks!
"Thank you," says the SDI !
Look girls, says Miss Love, fun and games is now officially over, now, its time to get back to serious business!

Miss Loves gets up, walks to the back of the limo, smacks the ambassador in the face several times hard, till he wakes up!
And grabs him by the collar, and says, hello, anybody home, hello, can you heard me, she asks him impatiently! Er, um, who are you, he answers in stupor, putting his hands to his forehead and rubbing like it is hurting! Who are you? Why, why my face, you hit my face. My face it hurts, you my, you ,yo, hit, Who, who , who are who you? I am alice in wonderland sweetheart, and its time for you go home, to get some sleep!
And we got a pretty girl, name alice, who is going to help you get home, isn't that nice? You hit me! No, I would never hit you, I love you. Its your imagination, your drunk, you been drinking, having fun, she says then takes bottle of strong smelling whiskey and pretends to fall on him spilling it on him, so he reeks of the Oder! You know you had sex will all of us, and now your drunk and confused, thats all, but don't worry about that, cause you are going home now, she said smiling happily, hugging and kissing him on the cheek like a baby! You see you were making sex all night, but you forgot, and you don't remember, but now we gone take you home, because we love you.

She says to him, then, she turns blinks her eye, to Jackie and Laticha, and says he's perfect, zombie walking, he's prefect, it worked! OK, she said, lets get it together. Synchronize time! The girls check the colors in their glasses, the little white letters appearing quickly on the screen says its now 5:00 am!
Hello , hello Marsha, things on target, she asks one of her shady parters who kidnapped a daughter of a guy, who will be part of her strategy? All go here, Marsha, answers! Love says, put her on," help stop, help," perfect OK, says Love smiling hearing the kids cry! I'll call when I am ready stand by! Sure,answers Marsha!

Hello! Hello Is this Hussein? Yes! Bring your taxi to [ East 40th St corner of third Ave. now! ] Yes, OK!

How long will it take ? Not long maybe, maybe two or three minutes, I have been waiting hours for you call!

See that your at the corners of third in two minutes, now listen and listen carefully!

There is a bus stop, at the bus is man and a girl dressed in a red mini shirt.

She is hooker, she has man with her, that is very drunk, he is a diplomat, and she will hail a taxi, that taxi driver will be you!
You pick them up and take them to the New York Consulate and Embassy of New Republic Haflahasgraistan Minor. The, Diplomat lives at the Embassy, the Ambassador has a small suitcase with him, make sure to put in his hands, don't leave it behind, and make sure your take him up the stairs and that he is carrying the suitcase in his hands! Make sure you understand, he must carry the suitcase home, I am going to repeat this once.
Listen carefully, make sure the Ambassador, when you take up to the lobby and walk him through the door he is the one carrying and holding the suitcase, if you have to help him you help him!
You probably won't be allowed inside, but you can tell the guards, a hooker hailed you down, and they got in and told you to take him here, and the you dropped the girl off some time ago, don't say where. Tell them that he is drunk, and out of his mind, and doesn't know what he is doing. And the girl said, he ditch his guards and ran away with her and partied together all night, now he is drunk, could they please escort him up to his apartment?

And could you please help him to his floor! You got that? Yes, said the man on the line. If you fail your daughter will be shot. Here listen to her, Papa, help me, papa, help! [ Cheryl OMG!, Cheryl,]exclaims the man shocked to hear the crying voice of his little girl kidnapped! OK, enough, said Miss Love. [ Hussein ] do you understand what you must do, she asked once more?
Yes! نعم , نعم !
When you are done, walk back to the cab, you'll find $4500 dollars in the back seat, its yours, go back to third avenue, we will call you and you can tell us how things went, and we will tell you where your daughter is, do you understand? هل تفهم؟
Yes, yes نعم ! But please don't hurt my daughter?
You do good, and she'll be good, later, click!

Ok laticha you get ready! Me? Year you! Door open,The SDI opens up the sliding doors and the two dismount.
The girls help laticha take the zombie like man, out of the car. She supports him helping him walk and heads him in the direct she wants to take him in.
And, he's holding the suitcase oblivious to whats happening.
They hail a taxi, on the corner, and drive away!
They get out a few blocks away at [ East 40th St corner of third Ave. ] and then are standing at a bus stop, a minute later a taxi, pulls up, they say no, because it's not the taxi, they want! The taxi, they want has a Pakistani driver, with along beard and wearing a white tie and black vest. The taxi, arrives and they get in and laticha plays her role as sex trade hooker of the night, kissing and hugging the Ambassador, and playing with him!
And as the cab reaches the place, about one block away before the address it stops, the girl kisses him goodnight one more time!
And whispers to him, make sure honey, you take your suitcase up stairs, sweetheart, and I will call you later OK sugar pie! Mommy loves you sugar, bye, bye! Bye, bye, says the Ambassador to the girl, smiling like a dummy, that he now is!

OK, sugar, we will have some more fun, later, OK, sweetie? She kisses him once more on the lips, and opens the taxi door, gets out, and tells the driver, Mr. Hussein, take to him to the Embassy on the right side,[ لا تفشل أو ابنتك سوف يموت، وداعا! ] you know where,
Yes, answers the driver worried! نعم بالطبع، لا توجد مشكلة!
I love to go with him, but they wont let me in, other wise I'd go home with him, you understand?
Sure, he said flatly, his eyes sad, as he loosens up his white tie, his mood perturbed and plagued, with justifiably concerned, only thinking about the fate of his daughter, whose life rest in his hands now!

She said to him, softly don't be nervous anything, just calmly tell them, that the Ambassador got drunk and ran away from his guards, and ditched them and I found him and we've been partying all night, but now, but now, as you can tell, he's very drunk and he can barely stand up and doesn't know what he doing, or remembers nothing he will be Ok, after a good night sleep!
You got that sweetheart ? Hmm, she said, staring directly into his frightened eyes!

Yes! نعم , نعم !
Here, she said handing the taxi driver a package of money! Thats $4500 dollars tax free! You will tell not, not anyone, or else!
Thanks for your help!
You take good care of him, now and don't forget. Let him take the suitcase in his hands when you go up to the door, bye bye!
The scantily clad beautiful girl, walks away and disappears, and the taxi, drives off. Hello yes, done, OK. We'll wait for you! Take a taxi back to the car. OK! Synchro, 5:05 am. Hello, Charlene ,Hi, whats happening? Well, I am right across from the Embassy, and I can see the taxi, coming down the block, its stopping, the taxi driver gets out, and opens the door, helping a man out, he hands the man his suitcase.
And they going in the building, the men are stopped at the door, and they talking to the guard, but the man with suitcase walks right in.

Now, one of the guards is talking with the man and is escorting inside, it looks like he's taking him to the elevators! I have my glasses on power binoculars mode, but I can't see good, because of the lobby's columns is blocking my view! OK! I saw them get in, thats it, the taxi driver, is still talking to about eight guards, at the front door of the lobby! They look like, like they want to talk with him! I think they are taking his ID, or asking for ID or his License, or something hard to tell at this distance!
OK, they let him go, he is returning to the taxi, now!
Now, he opens up the front door, gets in and he is driving off! He is gone! Did I do good? Year, Later. Thanks Charlene, later out, out!

Synchro, 5:10, projection probability percentage, 5:15 am, for sure!

He should be upstairs, in the apartment by 5:15am go. 5:15 am go, time!
Now, synchro 5:13 am!
Hello Hussein how did it go? Listen, I did what you said, The diplomat was terribly disoriented! He did not remember, who or where he was, but the guard took him up personally, no problem, and yes, he was caring his suitcase, now where is my daughter? [/color]Hold on line, says, Miss Love as she put on line the kidnapper holding his daughter! OK, put her in a taxi, and tell the taxi driver, to take her to East 40th St corner of third Ave!
There will a yellow medallion taxi, on the corner, the man, a Pakistani named, Hussein, will have beard and white tie, got it? Got it!
You drop her off! Drop her off at that taxi, OK?
OK. Out!
Synchro 5:14am 30 seconds,she calls the wife, the target! Hello! Hello, Miss Husna? Yes, Who is this, please? Who are you? Are you the girl that was with my husband? Click, the phone hangs up!
Synchro 5:15am! Open the box, gotcha, says Miss Love, as she raises up, one of her fingers with a well polished red nail, and brings it down slowly and carefully, pressing the red button! BOOM, boomboom BOOM BOOM! THE PENTHOUSE EXPLODES, the thunderous blast rocks the New York sky line, ricochets through out the caverns of buildings in the city, as the SDI limo departs like stealthy black cat, in the dark night never to be seen again!
Good, job, says jackie, to Miss Love, year got the bitch! It was big Doohickey, cool target! Year, says Jackie smiling, then asks whats up next?

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Well she carried out her mandate by the company, got paid, took some time off in the islands with her hood, and some weeks later arrived back in Dubai and gets word they got another target for her!

Her mind has been lazy, paying attention to having fun, dancing, casinos and lots of guys, but its time to get serious after a mini vacation.
This target, this new target, they want me to personally handle!

Will I have to give him some hot sex? Hmmm interesting? Or can I pull this off using only my brain only? Girls, like me likes a good challenge. Let me see, who do they want dead today? Ah yes, what else another mad scientist venturing where he shouldn't be. Oh well, womens work is never done! She thought to her self! Miss lovekilljoy Deaf, the very young, the very savant, the very mysterious, the very vivacious deep bosom cleavaged, mistress who happens to be a murderer for hire. Here we see her as she begins her, day. The size of her room is the size of a ball room, lavished , in every wave imaginable! Several cats play on a luxurious pure white hand woven Bella rug , her master size bed is double the size chock full of giant size designer goose down pillows. One wall of glass windows lay to her backside allows for sunlight to filter in filling up her mansion in the air, she is lives in a tall sky scrapper in Dubai. No one can look in, except for a occasional stray seagull looking for path to the ocean. She is a strange strain mixed with the strands of moroccan, ebony, puerto rican and jewish, she speaks several languages fluently, a savant brilliant child, a phd in behavioral psychology and a MIT grad. She is bad. So if your put on her list to be killed, just hope she will shoot you dead quickly and get it over with in an instant, cause she has a selfish narcissistic proclivity to indulge her taste in killing her victims, slowly and brutally. She wasn't born by that name, her real name is a real doosey : [ Alexacorribluffux Moni Maximillian ] She was born in 1997. Her father was Mr. Klaus Maximillian, an adventurous industrialist Moroccan Jew with the signature of blood lines whose root belongs to an Arabian chiefdom long ago, tales of which they try to keep secret because Jew and Arabs mixture don't supposedly exist yet, but secret rumors prevail.
He unabashedly has a nasty lifestyle with nick for adventure and travel, her mother a Caribbean cartel liaison of the New York City that never sleeps. She, however, was raised in one of the Federal republic states of Germany called Rheinland Pflaz. In the community of Worms! A small but quant community of around 86,000 or so inhabitants. Her father belonged to the infamous membership of the most Ancient European Towns Network. She knows the bigger issues of the members of the euro zone and the social implications they incurred as well as the characters of the international set. Some which, from time to time hirer to kill off, strident unwanted rivals. She's pent her teenage years split between the worlds of Dubai, and California in the US. Her favor place to work out of is New york, its as she says : always on the cutting edge! She works for her self, but in the secretive profession of the soldiers of fortune, she is one of the youngest of the best. She makes the best of normal risks, while taking advantage of the power of the right advisors. She does a terrific job in tackling her own issues in espionage, and making her beautiful body become a weapon, a deadly weapon, she uses with chilling effect. She is daring in opportune moments in any one of many contingencies.
Her employer secret club, which are so often hired, require, high quality target positions removals. There are persons, many persons deemed, un desirous! Especially by the Economic Insurance, or The Pharmaceutical Establishments! They particularly have a proclivity to keep the status quo in place. No cure for cancer is their secret motto, and they want to keep it that way! Miss Love, is wild! A wild dare devil child! Just take a look at her face book page entries.

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FACE BOOK PAGE :

NAME : MISS LOVEKILLJOY DEAF

BORN 1997

SOBRIQUET : LOVE

JOB STATUS : CURRENTLY ENGAGED : KILLER FOR HIRE : SINGLE : BOY FRIENDS TEN : MURDERS 1900 :

TELEPHONE : DOUBLY ENCRYPTED

EMAIL : IN THE CLOUD

FAVORITE PASS-TIME : MURDER

FAVORITE SONG : THE DEVIL MADE ME DO IT

FAVORITE SHOW : TELE- TUBBIES

FRIENDS : UNDER AN ALIAS : I MILLION

BODY MEASUREMENTS : 40-28-40

SEXUAL DIMORPHISM : THIGHS : UNMENTIONABLES

SCHOOLS : MIT : JFK INTERNATIONAL / SWISS ALPS

ARTS : MUSIC AND MARSALL ARTS

HER FAVORITE SMILE : THE WOHOMMIA SMILE

GOT THE HOTS FOR : PRINCE HARRY

FAVORITE FRACTAL ARTIST : MASTER MARKJAYBEE

PERSONALITY :

Something about her, Her personality is a combo of both her mother and fathers joy of mystery. This zeals in her genes make's her, in a model of a radical in a zone all by her self. She to, is a secret member of [ "most Ancient European Towns Network," ] and not just, but that, many secret sector organizations, few in the world know about, or dare mention. She is a lovely lady, with a Savor faire, and Un-nerving intellect, that makes her intimidating. She is a adamant killer, the sleepy shady lady, her code name is [ shady]. Whether someone calls her shady or deadly it all boils down to mean the same thing, death!

JOB

Today her task is murder. But thats not an unusual task for this lady. But this murder is not as usual, this mission if she decides to take it will requires some advance knowledge of dualities! This is not a contentious issue for her, dishing out death, she feels killing someone for money, it is like keeping the kitchen clean or using Clorox bleach, disinfecting, cleansing, and purifying, nothing more! Thats how her mind works! The problem is there is no problem, in her way of thinking, in her mind, there is no problem and that is the problem. She is incapable of seeing, her problem, and so, when she looks at you, does she see you the person, or mere dirt, to be disinfected? Why does she get some many requests as a soldier of fortune? She out executes her competition in execution. She always gets the job done to specs. Her favorite mental template for a Savor faire personage, " Theres is no tomorrow, only today!", as she would say. Ratio between people who are bullish and people who optimistic, many surveys show, a unique signal, new highs in sentimentality in those who afflicted with obsessive compulsive disorders are driven to achievements where others cannot hope to dare tread much less compare, excellence, in what ever they do, like in her case unrelenting murders, yes, but it's the enjoyment of murder creativity, she indulges in, that are always surprising, the signs are clear, and this lady called shady, Miss LoveKillJoy, she does it, cause she got it, she loves to castigate!

BODY NOTES :

We enter now ands look in on her in the privacy of her immense bedroom chamber she calls it her ' pillow. ' And we see that she is in the nude, she likes to be nude when at home. She is tall. Her hair is dark hair, but she wears her hair blond for business purposes. She is characterized by having a pleasant plump figure. Body wise, She is a sex machine killer!. Now, her hour glass shape body, built to perfection, is very sensuous to look at, a temping stimulus to raising the loins of any-man, and she knows it. It's her tool of choice, which she keep fit, nimble and at the ready along with her gold pearl handled glock. Perhaps 6 feet 2 and weighs 172 pounds with the body sizes of : 40-28-40. She could pass The Miss America contest any day of the week. Her skin, smooth a silk, brite clean fresh looking, a blush short off white tan looks making her look like an any dark spanish or italian girl, only this girl-this girl is dangerous!
She is an artist at hiding her age by using make up and little tricks girls do, she can pass for twenty by putting on a lot of make up! Its only when her make up is off, you can tell she's just fifteen! She can act like thirty year old, her mind changes and she wise, knowledgeable, and she changes personalities too! And can change her voice, and the range of voices she can imitate are incredible. Incredible and dangerous! Plus her dark side, the side you must, must, must fear!

MONEY :

Heroes are remembered, "The Legend of Sleepy Miss LoveKillJoy," born to wake you up, and enjoy burring you! Money is to die for : No wall of worries for this girl she's loaded.
Most people have one basic robot in their homes today, she has five doing everything from housework, surveillance intra management services, her nails, health coaching and karate instruction with holographic avatars! She's not in to paper assets though just gold, thats where she's at. Diamonds and thing like that. She is right like that, stocks dollars per share have fallen in nominal basis, to preserve her financial revenues balanced sheet, to offset negatives she has no hesitancy to do what she likes to do, like printing of money , money multi pliers are cool unless as shady does what she does every day, to make a living her CPI, all things being equal. Boils down to the question, why trade down, when you trade up, which shows in what she does frequently be it toy cars, planes, friends, people, first things first kill to make money, is her first commercial transaction. It just the Shady lady way! Miss efficiency!

SETTING :

She, is seen comfortably sitting before a lighted, enormous oval shaped mirror at one of her bedroom dressing tables, the lovely sounds of the singer maestro, Miss Witney Houston, blares romantically in the background, pictures of baseball hotties like, Andre Either, and others players, decorate the interior side of her gold on gold, white deco bedroom closet door, along with a gold hooks, for her collections of shoes, numbering in the hundreds, and her silk Tasini scarfs. She bends, her head a little, and looks into a special side mirror on the wall, the biometric recognition electrolyte sensing beam device, as it stoic mechanical operators voice says, " The Gadgetoric O," reacts, extracted for her data for the purpose of automated recognition, with multi-gadgets making a soft ringing sounds: " pizzazz tac trick click." As she proceeds to accommodate it, and puts her face in front of it so it can be scanned! A horizontal ruler shaped razor thin red beam runs down her face, reading her eyes. It scans her pupils, teeth, shin and DNA for ID! " Analysts unit verified," says an artificial intelligence, voice operator. She, answers it, " Oh course, jerk!", what did you expect fool, give me a break? She then, pushes a pale blue colored metal configuration that rises up from her computer, a secret compartment slides slowly open, a small gold trimmed green screen image of digitalized and a holographs rises up from it, appearing to be about, " 3 by 4 inches in dimension." The screen is black, but suddenly-" HELLO, MISS LOVE," says a voice. "Who is that ?"
" Me," answers the person in the screen. "Who are you?" ' But that is none of your business, your in my business, my business is about making money.
Our business today is the passing of a dear friend we wish you to make go away. Do you understand?" " Does a drunk need a drink?", Answers the beautiful but dangerous lady, as she smiles looking into the machine in front of her, " You have just to read his bio?" I have? What bio? "Ding dong ding dong," suddenly the front door bell sounds startling her momentarily. Answer your doorbell first, says the man in the screen, instructing her. Answer it, Miss love and then we will continue." She yells out , " One minute, let me get decent," she raises up from her dupoia fluffy round cushioned seat and walks over to her bed, and, there she reaches over, and quickly picks up, her billowing pink transparent dressing gown, throws it up over herself, covering her naked busty front, and twirls around and proceeds hurriedly through her large complex leading, to fouler where the front door is located. And, after looking in the TV monitor, she sees a short trim well dressed man, with a foreign appearance. The man dressed in a exquisite black Maximo Busconi tailored-suit with large black shiny buttons. He stands back about two feet from the door looking in the TV camera. He holds a small shiny brown briefcase with a gold rap around strap. " Yes, can I help you," answers miss love without opening up. " Envelope, envelope for you," the man said, in a northern mountain Moroccan accent.
Please place it in the letter opening at the bottom of the door. The man bends down opens up the briefcase and opens a section, out of which there are many manila envelopes. There are yellow ones, and one that is colored white. He chose the white one and proceeded to carefully slip it into the letter opening box at the base of the door, closes up his brief case, turns and walks down the hall. The sounds of his foot steps, hitting the cold marble floor, makes loud, distinct sounds that echos off the large wall corridors of this luxury building, till they fade and can be heard no more. She bends down and while returning to her bed room, reads whats written on the front of the envelope, attention ML. ML, the two letters of her initials, meaning her moniker, Miss Lovekilljoy. She sits back down , and says, " Ok, I am back got it," " Good," says the voice, "after you read the bio report, give us a call back, won't you please, to let us know if you will considerate the mission. But, one thing before I retreat from your presence, Miss lovekillJoy. Since this is delicate, your compensation if you follow, the instructions satisfactory, will be double. In most previous targets, you were allowed to have all the help you need, partner, contacts, girl friends etc, but this time you must work without any of your contacts, no calls, no texting, no videos, don't invite your friends, you must work this one alone, thats it! No electronic communications, don't take calls on your glasses. These are the conditions, if friend want to contact they must write an old fashion letter. The electronic calls you are allowed to receive, is incoming call from the target, thats you're only contact with the outside world, we want you and him cutoff from everybody, so you can concentrate on getting this job done right without failure, do you understand?

It's a very important target!

We will be spying on you to make sure you comply!
Do you understand?

Incentivizing, interesting, this gentleman must be well appointed," She asks?
" Yes, but, but as you will read in the report, the written instructions state clearly, there must be no physical remains. Nothing nada, nichts, keine Spur!
Do you understand ? " Miss LoveKillJoy, smiles her special smile and replies sexily, " Does a girl love diamonds ?" Miss LovekillJoy tells us by her body language she is a sexy fighter, she flips around in the swivel chair and says," I will be in contact," and turns off the machine by sticking one of her long fingers out, with her red glossy nails, and pressed down on a round glossy button on the machine. The button light goes out, she pulls away her finger ever so slowly off the button, as her mind is already buzzing with ideas!
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The night holds fractals fright! Precariously perched in a lurch, some one is coming, some one bad!
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The Scary Jesse Chronicles

Chapter 2

Hungry on the left, Hungry on the right and you in the middle.

In the background someone was speaking in a strange tongue, it was not English, Chinese, or Español, frances, danes, not italiano?

No way none, no human languages was heard, none, not a word only wind speech! The winds can speak. Listen carefully and you too, will hear them talking.

The winds speak a language called, Fewwwwwwa!

And it was the winds of time talking in fewwwwwwa in the background, but in the foreground, you can hear scary music all around playing :

that sounded something like this :

Dan, dan dannnn, dan dan dangggggg! ,

Dan, dan dannnn, dan dan dangggggg! ,

Dan, da da dannnn, dan dan dangggggg! ,dangggggg! DOOM DOOM duooooommmmmm!

DANG, DANG doommmmmmmmmmm, DENT!

Oh, my what scary music it was too!

The kind, they play at midnight at the zoo!

True!

The wild wind went, spent, the wild wind went, relent, their moment done, bereft, dissipated but not gone,

not gone, oh no, not gone, at all ladies big and small winds short and tall, but lingering winds,

blowing ever so mildly, beguilingly adrift in the mists, of time!

They would blow over time, in time, about timelessly, they would blow, some day, in may,

they say, some got together and speaking their native tongue,

Ick ka cak cak, caka, ka cumbaaa cumber hummmmba machchaa?

Really? sib ice movie da pofleeew flew few!

Then, the seven winds of the earth of the sun, huddled together in the shape of round bun, high above the pointed tip of a[/color] fractal mountain!

And began to discuss the events of the day. They would one by one begin to speak this way and that and say loudly :yak kit yak, yak!
Ick ka cak cak, caka, ka cumbaaa cumber hummmmba machchaa ma oc tob buck?

Who he, said one! Perhaps! Said an other to the sister called, Mat t mat ti.

à la lumière des récents événements!

Moo cha hummmbadi, ? Wadi? madi! maid,maid matte mati, mati.

Well, what can say. I don't know bout that. We'll keep an eye on him.

We should, he is a wild, one, he comes from the magic!

But, child be?

Who he? Baby Jessi, when he was five years old had a dream!

Aw yes, I remember that dream he had.

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Since the beginning of the worlds, if it exist a wind must blow on it so that it is good, not bad, nor daddy sad! The winds of magical times, like the moon in the night sky fly and eye all things and remember many things! Many things indeed, because they are learned in the arts of dream invadership modalities, realities using secret arts of the unknown anti time technologies, and because a dream is a dream, the dream ripe, rare fair comes alive at night, and she bang being a wind, retold the tale hail, hail it many, many a time, to the younger seven winds petit breezes of time!
She, raised her hands high, saying I am sister mati mati Moo cha hummmbadi, she then, open her arms and waved her hands and stirred up a big gust of wind, around, around and around , she stirred, the winds and they rose like a tornado of slow motion revelation of events in the life of the living, and then she slowly slowed down the winds and spoke in soft gentle motherly voice, revealing how the story unfolds!

Who he? Baby Jessi when he was five years old had a dream!

It seemed like a dream he dreamed.

As little boys often do!

The Boy, was home. The boy was at home with his parents. And oh, my how happy as can be was he!

Played, swayed, got tired did he, and bed time came as bedtimes often due, for he too!

His momma, smiled proud!

Born onto me from the sky!

And it was his bed time, and his mother said, onto him,

Lucky little guy. Oh, so lucky you are honey child, love of my life you!

You get to play all day.

You get to play all day, all the way from morning till night! My little sunshine bright!

Eat lots of ice cream.

Run free happy, barefoot alive in the stream!

And now, you brushed your teeth too!

Marvelous , too!

You put on your own pajamas, didn't you? Yes, you did! You put them on all by your self, mommy didn't have to help you!

I am so proud of you, my little man! Me your mommy I am your biggest fan!

My baby is growing up so Fast. Fast, as he can, his mother smiled at Baby Jessi, just as proud as a mother can be!

Yep, Mommy! I am getting big, big boy!

Me!

Yes, you sweet heart, said his mother lovingly, as she leaned over kissing his feet, then his fore head, then his cheek, then, looked in his mouth to see if any of his baby teeth was loose and ready to come out so his permanent teeth could come in, but all were steady,
She looked at him smiling up at her in her eyes, it filled her with pride, a good mother alive!

She turned out the light, as she tucked him into his bed that night.

Baby Jessi, he buries himself in between the big stuffed teddy bears and fat pillows of his bed. He closes his eyes, then opens one, peeking out for fun, at his mother and tries not to smile, but is so contented, with him self he just smiles, after a while, looking up lovingly at his mother!

No happier home existed in the world than the home Baby Jessi had!

I'll see you in the morning, said his mother to him adorning, smiling, everything is gone be all right, sleep tight!
She turned out the light, and closed the door shut gently.

Baby Jessi was alone now, alone in the dark, in the dark, smiling and thinking to himself, he did, he did indeed, have a nice day.

He had a fun filled day! He went out in his backyard, and his brother Mickey, big friends, Yo'hoo, and Armando, came over to play. And, they had mountains of fun, that day, chasing each other, around and around all day. They got all dusty musty, and plenty dirty, just the ways boys like to play, and wow, thought Baby Jessi, I can't wait to wake up! I can't wait to wake up in the morning to play again some more!

Well, it took awhile for him to finally fall asleep!

And he rolled his eyes around in the dark room, and sucked his thumb some, and little by little, he fell asleep. And the little baby dosed off. He snored a little :

Snoreeezzzzz bbbbeeeeeze! Snoreeezzzzz bbbbeeeeeze! Snoreeezzzzz bbbbeeeeeze!

He then descended in to a profound deep sleep into fractal land dreamland. And Oh, was he lucky to have one marvelous dream, but him, it was no dream to him, he was living it !

It was real!

He remembers it clearly as if it was yesterday! His mother had tucked him into bed for the night, and while he was sleeping, he over heard a voice of a little child calling out to him!

Wake up, wake up, oh mommy, said the little boy to his mother, look at the cute doggy in the window!

Mommy, daddy look, oh get one like him, mommy please! pleaseeee!

Ask, your daddy, if he's OK with it, it's OK!

Oh daddy, oh daddy please, I promise to be good for ever and ever, please daddy, pleaded the little boy, to his father.

I don't know son, dogs require care, whose going to care for it? You?
Oh I will daddy. You, are you willing to clean up after him if he makes a mess, cause dogs are messy! We'll buy the food, but you will have to feed him.

Oh I will daddy I will.

And dogs , you got to take them for a walk.

Will you walk him every day?

Oh yes daddy! Oh yes daddy! Oh yes daddy! I not only will walk him, I will run with him too, I promise, daddy!
Are you sure, think about this will you take care of him Rodney, asked his father, Mr. FatFurstenbergger.

Oh, yes daddy, I will, I will, answered Rodney enthusiastically, jumping up and down with excitement.
Do you promise me, Rodney, I am serious do you promise?

Oh yes daddy. Oh yes daddy. I will, please can I have him?

Well, what do you think honey? Well, he has been good lately! Ok!

Well, then thats settle well get him for you!

Hooray yelled Rodney, jumping up and down forty times in a circle for joy!

Hey, doggy, he yelled out to Baby Jessi, wake up, wake up, I am going to take you home!

and so it was that Baby Jessi, woke up to find the people doing the talking weren't
people at all, but dogs!
Dogs were people, and the world was totally changed, and different now.
Dogs were people, and people were the dogs in the world!
Baby Jessi, stilled look like himself but he was a dog to them!
And, what a revolting situation this was for him, he could not make heads or tails of it!
He found in self in a store window, that had lots big white signs with big red letters that read," Dogs for sale! Special on puppies! Come on in and get one!"

And, not only that, but he was shocked to learn, when he tried to talk to say hello, out of him came,
BOW WOW, BOW , BOW WOW, He was barking!
Oh my, thought Baby Jessi, as the family came into the store, paid the owner for him and put a collar around his neck and led him out of the store on short leash!

The boy was going nuts, patting him on his head like he was a little dog, saying," nice doggy!"
Baby Jessi replied BOW WOW, BOW WOW!

Daddy whats his name? Messy! Cause thats what dogs do!
What do they do?
They do, do, do, and that is messy!

Year, honey why don't you pick a name for him since he's all yours now!

Well, said Rodney, I know dogs like bones, so can I call him bone head, daddy?

Bone Head it is!
So Baby Jessi had a new name, now his name is Bone Head!

Well, they took him out of the store and once in the street Baby Jessi, wanted to go to the bathroom, so he said to them er, BOW WOW! Bow? Bow Wow, bow ?
but they didn't pay him, no rabbit ass mind, so when they walked past a fire hydrant on the street he walked over to it and made wee wee and pist on it,

OH, OH mommy look what Bone Head is doing!
He is making a wee wee in the street!
Well, thats what they do honey, when they see a hydrant they piss on it!

Why?

I think it makes them feel good or something!

Or they want the fire hydrant to feel bad, so they piss on them!

I don't know!

No, no no-way, that's why you are going to take him for a daily walk so he can go to the bathroom, outside, we don't want him to make a pee, pee inside the house, do you understand Rodney, his father said sternly, looking down at his son, who was clueless at Bone Heads strange behavior!

He looked at Bone Head in the eyes, and Bone Head looked at him back, and said : BOW WOW! Bow wow! Rouf, rouf !! Just then, quickly another guy came along a smelled Bone Heads butt, and Baby Jessi picked up a bottle and hit the guy up side his head, BOOM! And guy yelled, BOW WOW! Bow, wow, and ran away up the street as fast as he can!

Oh my, said Rodneys mother, looking shocked, thats not nice to do!

Suddenly a taxi came by running into a puddle of water on the street, splashing the water on Bone Head, so Baby jessi picked up a rock and threw it at the man hitting him in the head, as he drove off down the block!
Baby Jessi aka, Bone Head, he was wet and very frustrated, and said to them: "BOW WOW, BOW WOW, BOW, woe rough? Rough, bow wow roooo oH? Rouf, rouf rouf rouf rough? Woofa, roufa, BOW wow bow, OH WOW! Bow wow?"

Then, on top of that a pigeon flew up and drop some doo do on him, and he said, BOW WOW, Icka boo BOW WOW!

Rodneys daddy, the boys fathers name was Mr. FatFibibonburger, he's a great dane German American , blond and very long haired, long drooping ears, and pointy black nose and black sharp eyes with a twinkle! Known for its giant size the breed, is one of the world's tallest breeds; the current world record holder, measuring 112 cm (44 in) from paw to shoulder; 220 cm (7.2 Ft) from head to tail, is Mr. FatFibibonburger!
And he's a wealthy, retired, ex oil tycoon, who lives on the Idesas Meridian Estate, whose land was worth millions, and the haunted mansion, they lived in, sported over a one hundred thousand feet of space, with tennis courts, and swimming pools. The infamous, Idesas Meridian Estates, it was the first house on Earth built like a Fractal with self similar rooms. Design plans taken, ripped off without his permission, from the Fractal Master of Masters, super Architectural Artist Master Markjaybee! The topography is forgiving, but the land-use patterns miles of acres of empty spaces with scant public transit are ideal for the well to do!.
Mr. FatFibibonburger, occasionally jets off to his haunted island paradise called, "The Mango Bitter," just off the coast of Florida, but spends most of the time at his haunted home at Idesas.

He prides himself in three things: his car collections, his strong sense of smell! He can always smell when a cat is near, and has no hesitancy chasing it around the property!
And the other thing he is proud of is keeping healthy, by drinking a bottle of red wine every day, and he's a yale alum and, he's an early morning jogger, and loves to run in the New York Marathons races, although he's never won!

His wife Mrs. Sifalis FatFibibonburger, is a great dane too, short and stocky with an extra big bushy tail, which is constantly wagging, like her mouth! She's a licensed doctor and works at the famous, "The Past-but-not Forgotten Research Center," for Alzheimer's patients.

Their young son, and only child, is Rodney, who is just four years old, a rambunctious curious child with a mischievous side to him.

To keep him, in check is the Nanny. A very tall Japanese, Black Terrier woman, name Butchi Shitacka I tie your tie, you tie my tie, who home schools the child, with guitar lessons, violin and also piano! And has been with the family, now going on three and half years, is considered a trusted member of the family.

Another trusted servant is the butler, Mr. snot, who is very distinguished looking, sporting a black bushy mustache! He's a big long legged Greyhound, who doubles as chauffeur and cook for the family. He is obese, and wears a red toupee and a gold pirate earring in one ear!
He speaks with a thick german accent, and when he smiles you can see his big pointy teeth and shiny black libs. He proudly talks about tales of the time he served in nine wars, as a cook poisoner technologists, but Mrs. Sifvalis had him as a patient who suffers from slight bouts of forgetfulness, especially when off his medications!
But he's nice other wise!

Then comes Data, a fractal artificial intelligence unit robot, who got hit by a Bullet train while he was trying to out run it! He, is long-overdue upgrades. He was created by, Doctor No, a big-think, tech-whiz envirogeek, from the Silicon Valley!

As the prestigious areas of the Hamptons goes, they are by no means, not your average neighbor, but they definitely belong to your wealthy eccentric types that ever so often are found in the outlier reclusive sections of the state buried in the forests away from view in New York's Rich sections!

Nevertheless the home where they live is wonderful but eerie, and the home is the perfect out of the way place, for those who want to get away from it all!

Bone Head was to say the least, a little overwhelmed by the looks of his new home as the big toothed chauffeur drove the happy limousine up over their private bridge, over their private moat filled with crocodiles, up to the expansive gardens toward a giant Mac' mansion that resembled a fractalized version of the Disney lands famed castles!
Baby Jessi noticed it had a weird sense about the place! Besides, it being huge, it was old and decrepit, and resembled a dilapidated Fractal Castle relic, in terrible condition and from a by gone era. When first built, it was beautiful, then ghosts moved into it, and it fell in disrepair as its tenant ran away and abandoned it and put it up for sale! Mr. FatFibibonburger picked it up for half price! The grand gardens, which at onetime were well kept, were now a huge live vibrating jungle of fractal intelligent angry weeds, with eyes, bent on no-good! The property was surrounded by a mysterious hungry forest genetically engineered, composed of oversized icky trees, of all kinds, with long thick vines, that shifted this way and that, when the winds blew!
And speaking of winds, the winds made all kinds of noises blowing throughout the many wooden white lattices, covered in big thick green vines full of heart shaped leaves, that kept the sunlight from penetrating the cooling shadows of the porch, which must of had, Oh My God, a hundred porch chairs, all made of specially carved Italian fine grained woods, carefully chosen to survive outdoor life, and the elements of time, and the ravages of rain!

The winds blew around and around the tall columns, that supported the huge porch that went all the way around the front of the house. The house had thousands of yellow gold croton plants, and they had their own a sprinkling system, that came on daily to water them, at five in the morning as the millions of black plumage crows and ravens, and magpie birds, who woke up singing to the early morning sunrise each day!
Inside the house , they many other creatures that lived there too. As Bone Head would soon meet them one, by one too!

There was Crooked Baby, The giant one eyed yellow butterfly, and the rest of the pets and animals there were named after famous politicians! There was Obama, the big green angry parrot, who talked like the Black Soul singer James Brown! Obama, who sat on a pole all day, in the main living room! He was extra huge, because they gave him steroids, that made him so strong, he could pick up a five hundred pound bar bell with his beak! And then, there was the longest living turtle, Berlusconi! Then there was the mouse, named Angela Dorothea Merkel, a very bossy female mouse, she was!
Then, there was Putin, a sneaky cat, everybody hated, because he would get into tremendous fights with the mouse and really upset everything in the house! And then there was the ghost Hillary, who never sleeps and makes lots of noise as she runs on the ceilings! And, also one would have watch out for the baby crocodile Hollande's who didn't like the water of the moat!

Like it or not : this was Bone Heads new home!

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It was a nice day, thought Baby Jessi. It was a nice day indeed, when Baby Jessi's new family arrived and happy Rodney got out of the big limousine running straight to the house, with Bone Head running right behind him. Up the porch ran Rodney, pushing open the screen doors and then yelling to the main door, to open via it's voice activated command system. It slid open, and he ran inside to his nanny, to announce excited, he has a new doggy as a pet!

Look, look, he said calling her name, look Shitacka you tie my tie I tie your tie, just look at the nice doggy!
My mommy and daddy got it for me!
Oh, said the nanny, glancing down at Bone head. He is ugly, what happen to him?
Oh, no he's not, answered Rodney, just a little hurt by the nannies remark, because to him, Bone Head was cute, and wonderful, and he turned his head up to look at her, thats just how he looks. He is nice and I love him, he said gently,
then bent down put out his two arms, proudly hugging the little doggy, and kissing baby Jessi on his head!
What is his name asked the nanny?
Mommy said I could call him, " Bone Head!"

Bone Head, Hmmn? Bone Head, she repeated the name, quietly without smiling and looking very sternly at poor little Bone Head! She twitched her nose at him, apparently not impressed with the little dog, in the least!
Do you know if we have bones? I want to take care of him. Daddy said I have to feed him.
I saw some dead rat bones in the one of the yards, on the shadowly side of the house, but she quickly added, I am sure your parents thought of buying him some dog food.
Why don't you wait Little Rodney. They will be here in a bit, and you can ask them!
In the mean while, show him around. You have lots of pets you can introduce him too!
What do you say?
OK! Ok, said the child, turning excitedly to Bone head, yelling Come Bone Head, come meet some of me other pets!
He hopped and skipped happily, as he went all the way down the long hallway.
On the right and left of the hallway, were very ornate gold spiraling fractal shaped staircases, one for his family and one for his daddies quests and business visitors. At the end of the hall, was the main entrance to, The Germanic Salon, as it was called, or grand living room. The rooms were large, and had rooms within rooms, within rooms bigger and bigger, making Rodney and Bone Head, look exception tiny as they went running down its polished mahogany floors, with the sounds of their foot steps, causing loud echoes that reverberated up on to the halls fractal shaped julia elephant valleyed ceilings!
The shapes of the fractal rooms were inflected and curved, and shiny like glass, and reflected their images doubly, so it looked like eight of them running instead of two!
Little Rodney screamed, door open, as he approached the glass door shaped like a eight pronged star. It let them in and they ran in. And oh, what a huge open room the salon was too and about the size of small park, and had lots of fancy fractal furniture inspired by the 3D works of the Fractal designer artist like the Master Whitaker, on its floors!
And it had walls, that had many windows and big Fractal paintings, and colorful murals of foreign landscapes of other worlds, decorated its ceiling, from which hung several Fracatoidic Zahom Elephantized chandeliers with flickering L.E.D's lighting inside, that rose and lower with the intensity of the sounds in the area one was walking through!
This was all new to Baby Jessi, and everything was overwhelming to him! So strange, he thought, then He heard the boy calling him by his new name. Come," Bone Head," said Rodney. I want you to meet my pets, he said pointing to the giant green Parrot doing pushups with one hand.

Hey, Obama check out my new doggy!
Cool man, cool, man doggy looks cool, said Obama smiling?
Well, this was funny for Baby Jessi to experience this, because he didn't know a parrot could talk like this, its as though, he was a jazz musician or some thing. Bow wow, bow woww bo bow wow, said Bone Head to him. First strange thing of many strange things Bone Head had to learn was people could not understand him, when he spoke saying : BOW WOW, but the other animals could! Especially when people weren't around!

Then, Rodney lets go of the dog leash, and drops the leash that was tied on Bone Head's collar around his neck. He drops the doggy leash and it dawn on Baby Jessi an idea like the fire Works on the New years celebration! He was now, free to flee,
and bolts, takes off running like happy popcorn being popped out of the pot with melting butter on top, he runs, ca zam zoom, zoom, running up the nearest staircase.
And baby jessi runs away and hides in one of the Fractal self similar rooms upstairs! As he is running, it dawned on him, that he is in part of the house, where each room, looks just like the last one he was in, he just ran through, so he keeps running, running and running in effect, get lost does he, in this giant haunted mansion home with hundreds of rooms, and hundreds of dooms, with so many rooms you couldn't count all the rooms in this home! And where he was now entering they looked the same, all same they became kind of insane!

He is running through the rooms, and runs into the next, and the next, and it's the same room, back again into the same room, till at one point, confused by it all, he is overwhelmed! He does not know it but, he is for the very first time, is experiencing," The Fractalogically bifurcation time effect," and the inter connectivity of the multiplicity structurality of the geometrousity infinity self similarity topographically physically, which now affects him mentally, he sat down on the floor, tired confused more, and panting, trying to catch his breath, his head dizzy and spinning, and said, to him self, what the heck, what the heck, is going on with this joint, man? This don't make no sense man! This don't make no sense at all! I must of run into this room a thousand times and I am where I started [ bleep! ]
Unknown to him, what had happen was, this was Baby Jessi's, first experience in a fractal house. He had, he had never, never ever been inside a Fractal home, before!
A fractal is basically same shaped stuff all over it! And he ran into a section of it called, The Mandelbrot, named after some math dude, who discover it, and Wow, thought Baby Jessi, as he walked inside of the room of rooms, shaped like the inside of elephant nose, it was like walking inside a big hose, where or where does this elephant big nose goes? The story goes the little child,
He was investigating this wonderfully exciting looking play-land, land and it looked like something else man, he was in a very strange kind of zooland! Who?
Ha, ha, ha, he heard laughter in the elephant nose, as he walked inside its hose, and it got him so scared, his hair all, twenty billion brown strains stood up straight like needles pointing to the sky. Oh my!

Oh [ bleep ], said Baby Jessi realizing something wasn't right! It hit him with white fright, the voice in the black night, right of wrong this was not good, it didn't sound as it should, it sounded evil. YES, yes it did, don't lie! Ha, ha, ha laughter went, sent from mind bent, it was a zone, not from home, but demon sent! Baby Jessi, rightfully got scared, this was too much for a baby child to bare, his mind was so tiny to understand this strange land, then, the light night went out, ooh!
Something was in here, in this zone away from home, it seems something about 3D fractals called," The Julia Set," was a result of mad, mad math formulas, that created a black void zone in the center of the Fractal home! OH, Oh! Here comes some deep thoughts, in one or two short sentences some children might not understand yet, then we will continue the Baby Jessi's journey! Get ready? Little children on reading this should ask their parent to explain it all, but will they? If its too heavy, then skip down to section [ 3 ]

Idea conceptionized construct extrapolation of the ridge mother,"x", the brothers,"z" and the nice old many grand parents, "Y" of the ID, constant of the oceans and the ,"C" of the Mandelbrot imaginary, but imaginary number of the "y" lie, because these numbers are imaginary and imaginary worlds beget imaginary worlds, poor Baby, Baby jessi, he, he is in an imaginary worlds unfurls girls and boys of dark mystery, history, histrionics of square toot root 2 who? Guessing, is what they do in math, by repeatedly evaluating the right-hand-side of the equation, get better guesses too! Who knew, how do you do? WORLDS! Which is scary, oh pray he , oh pray he, survives this day he. Baby, baby jessi?

In to into, the imaginary number, numbers number he goes alone, away from home not the imaginary, but his real home! It was my baby my only baby, said a mother, no more ace shopping in the realms of darklight spaceace. Speaks to the case a message from space, the delayed development of which hidden, perhaps this or perhaps that, but those who study, "the Mandelbrot Fractals FACTS," can't help but notice the black voids inside it, oh, yes, you see them, the stellar systems inside it. What is it? Better question reframed, what is it not?
Its the event prohibited thought process, anti math zones, of the event horizon, of the metaphor, of a elephant mind entity, living inside the Fractal and thee, that never forgets. "NEVER!" Its that concept metaphor theoretic, or what ever humanoids call quantum space, zone this equivalent to the inner voids of the Mandelbrot, inhere dwells the Chaos of Chaos, be he forewarned! The possibilities are infinite inhere! Strange place in here is, in here, dare you to come in? Look at the vastness of time kind of time, where he who is chaos, chaotically is not, not order? Behold, one mans Chaos, is another mans order! Order borders bordering on the borderlessness of time!

In other words : once a thought idea is released in to the cosmos, it exists everywhere at once in everything in the vast universe past, present and future, and by its very release, is released time dilationably, connecting to, and thus beaming and becoming buttressed by dependence on other idea valued constructs, existing in a web fabric weaved of electromagnetic natural regurgitation of ideas, redistribution of the radiation of the holy words of idea, released by the power of Force!

No time who soever? All living entities including, people and plants and all their thermal states are asymmetric.

The Big Bang concept of a Universe beginning its, no doubt mathematically possible, but hardly, unfeasible in Nature. She is more clever! Yes, she was there before math was!

What are systems when it is symmetric : when each of its parts offers self similar identical effects, characteristics and conditions through the rest of its parts, anywhere and every time that the system exists or produces its influences exerting it manifestations, it is the it!

Does the mind of the observer exert influence in here, in the black void in quantum space through the unknown sender of inputs of the anonymous neurobiological data?

Behold morph not, think lot : Concentrate thee, child of the world into the dark, alone, you must be, answer will come to thee! Door shut Mind open! The confine that binds, will be broken! Chaos king of old bold audacity without animosity, let it be! let it be! let it be! The Fractals are coming!

Galactic alignments scientific prowess dwells curves of space time properties profiles, harnessing quantum entanglement, one of the quantum world’s most bizarre attributes mass lies in the voids of the black!
How do we reconcile contrary information about Fractal creation from the mind to mathematics, to machine co mingling in the eye to brain to mind regurgitation back out to brain to machine of the spectators scene, and everything beautiful in-between! Is it Fractal law of serendipity, or co-habitation of ones personality, co influencing the numbers exerting in on the creative process? If objects can influence gravitation in space, can the mind on numbers do the same? This topic, tempting as it is, though intriguing, duels us to partake, we will discuss later, for now lets pray

   Continuation tribute to the Master Tauruss66
   « as reference see Reply #30 on: January 11, 2012, 03:13:07 AM »

Stories from THE FRACTAL FORUM CELEBRITY NEWS inspired by his work ; entitled, " SLURP " rendered and created by Master Tauruss66 in the year 2011 on Earth!

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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

Chapter 11

[ 1 ]

Un-benounced to them, their savior in the hole in the ceiling, is madman without feelings, his mind is beset with farcetities and bouts of self-aggrandizement leading down the roads of madness, seething with pervasive obsessions, tugging at him, sometimes to do good, sometimes the opposite, with the vengeance of a mad God, out of hell. Pray tell, absorption, with himself, first, second and thirdly, and lastly bastardly! His Name is none other , than Big Rex!

And below, the anxious people were trilled!
So happy to hear a voice, a voice of somebody from the outside, so happy to see him, but are shocked at the man up in the tiny hole in the ceiling, who is screaming angrily at them now, ranting craziness at them.

Was it a mirage, was he imagined, was he real,
or demons unleashed, unsealed, were they seeing and hearing things?
They listened to him in total dis-belief.
He doesn't seem tobe real. He can't be real, he looks real, but his words? He doesn't make any sense.
But they continue to hope exasperatedly for his help.

Hoo' ray, cheers happily one voice in the crowd down below in the blackness. An audacious woman in the dark standing up a top the belly of a dead man and simultaneously trying to keep her balance, as she has to bends her neck all the way back, straight back, and look up vertically, at the guy who at first appears to be a homeless nut, in the ceiling.

She, has her face facing up to his, as the light from his flash lights shines down, making it impossible to see his face!.

Her mind is overwhelmed, as it is shaky, after, after being down here so long, so long down here in the dark like a rat!
Her mind now, it' no good either, it's flakey! She is overwhelmed by her misery, it's fuzzy, almost, no, not almost but dizzy fuzzy and more, and totally dazed by the sufficating heat and stench! Heat. Stench! Heat! Stench! Hard for her or anyone laying down in the blackness, smelling themselves, reduced to the lowest state of a human being can go.
The overwhelming heat trapped in it,
The overwhelming, stench, trapped in it.
The overwhelming, death, trapped in it,
and she can't take it,
can't take it any more,
Her mind unsettle, lofts into fraudulent delusionary rants, seemly merging with his brash, belligerent unorthodox lunacy! They'd make a pair, you could say! Put them both away! Craziness is a mental manifestation, reflecting disconnection with accepted norms, isolated risk aversions, and disproportional disorientational aspects, of the thinking mind behaviors, and this confusions, this lunacy is, shared easily in commonality, when people are greatly overcome by stress, and she and he appear to be both screwy too! As they both succumb into the surreality of their situation unfolding second by second.

You can sense the under lying sub girded mental states of exasperation, between the man high up in the ceiling looking down, and the woman in the black hole below! And reality's tensions in their minds, and his, as their fates and destinies combined and criss cross, suddenly, unexpectedly!

It can happen, it can happen, certainly it can happen to anyone. Can't it?
Where the other you, the you, inside you, that you, that you hide, because it's the cut of you, you deny?
Let out not, you will. Arrested, guessted, It's so bad, isn't, it's sad! Going some place? Some place dark?

There is a sphere of inner states thinking, inherited in the dynamic higher primal realms in your head, back from jungle times red, where lurks demons, essences of barbaric behavior, usually relegated for release by both female, male and child.
From time to time, it gets it's chance, to romance free, in sun's destinies sins! Purposely or whim?
It has a long way to run, when its set lose under earth sun. Let's name it for what it is - Our inner personalities - Demons on the run!

[ 2 ]

Is true, truth : there, yes, there is a magnetism, for some to indulge in cruelty, to be proud to be cruel to the weak, self aggrandizement if what their ego seeks!
Is true, truth undeniable, and so are you! what you are. Animal, in you, be you!

If left unchecked, this line of crazy mentality, can spread just like a common cold.
The stakes are high, to tumble in and slip in an insanity trip, especially when you are stripped of your life, and suffer serious blows, faced with very uncomfortable, non solutions to choose from, if any?

Heat, hot, trapped in a boat, hot, a lot, to long, involuntarily singing deaths song, it, discombobulates the brain and makes it go insane. The mother of all fears is to lose your mind.
The mind, is a funny thing, it's a vehicle, it doesn't blond to you-

you inherited it, you didn't ask to.

Strip away off the boundaries of comfortable realities, and substitute that for states of the impossible. The mind seeks relief. Release! That's what this young woman wants desperately.

When the man first was seen in the hole in the ceiling, the crowd, lit up with excitement!
Everybody screamed and was yelling out to him, praising his arrival some whose has come to rescue them,
but, it was long after that, it only took a second for them to get the picture! That, he was a nut! They dealing with mental ill, mad man,
and she, catching on quick, and knowing what was at stake, she said ; wait, let, let me, let me speak to him, and the others in the dark grew silent, And waited!

Moment, to moment, situations unfolding. All bad, except for this creature up above her, she wants out , she wants out. She is hungry to live, and although her mentally is in a state of utter shock, dazed she senses, this is her way out, this guy, this man, this crazy in the ceiling holding up the light. She doesn't have a lot! Her charms, that's it! In her voice, her quick wit, bad taste in her mouth she spits, just like a woman is suppose too!
But here, in the dark? she thinks, draws on a woman's primal instincts, and know she has a gift of talk! And she will use as toll to get out! That's what woman do! She knows what she has to do. So, She struggles to stand on the body of a man, so she can talk. Talk to him. Talk to him only the way she can!

You, you are going bail us out, right honey babe, she yells out to him? Throwing out a line to see if it will stick, and catch a fish!
You've come. Just in time. We thought the world forgot about us!

But looking at you I see that's not true!
I am looking up to you, and I am so glad to see you, it's like I am looking now at heaven.
You going save us, she says to him, questioningly?

She is tired, but the fact that she thinks she will be saved, gives courage and strength, gives her a cautious feeling, a feeling she would've of only found as an adrenaline rush, to realize, to really realize, you are about to escape out of here,
and what that means! Freedom! Hope! Life!
But, then she needs to employ her female psychology, and female eruditism.

[ 3 ]

I like bugs, are you a bug?
You Goddam right honey!
Can you get me out of here?
Can a shark eat meat, ha, ha, ha!
Only if it is sweet, replies the girl cunningly, with overlays of sexual overtones, implied un abashedly in the sounds of her voice. The other women stay silent, aware of her game plan!
I like em bitter too! BR, tells her!
I got a big mouth, so, I like them too, ha,ha, ha, laughs the girl!
BR, is taken aback by the bitch in the black, but not vexed, and shines the light down on this woman, and spy's her keenly, smiling, his curiosity aroused and other things too, intrigued he be, at the naughty, sassy lass, down in dark!

She says to him, as her eyes squint in the dark trying to avoid the beam of the flashlight he has in his hand and go passed that and see his face. She says in a softer voice now, in a lower tone to it, a personal tone. I know you are joking. We are not bugs. We want to be free! Help us please!
Will her please have any measurable impact on him?
She slowly opens up her mouth and yells up to him. She's green eyed, cute,
covered in mud, young in her twenties, her hair is blond, it's
what she has. You can still, tell, despite all the mountains of dark, black caked up mudblood, and filth in it.
She is tiny, plump woman with her breast exposed, covered by a light white bra, that needs to be put in the washing machine desperately, only thing there are none in the world.
But, she's a girl!

A shirt, covers her shoulders, a long pink shirt, with pinstripes that is open, showing her drooping chest, dripping wet with a myriad of strange stains of blood and mixtures of black waters laying in thickening puddles, with the hundreds of dead bodies down there. Her shirt, its worn out side her blue jeans. She got one shoe on her feet, and doesn't look injured. Despite her ordeal she's a feisty person, and guessing, one would guess, washed up, and bathe so you can see her, , one might guess her ethnicity to be?

Perhaps, polish american, or a mixed Irish american, or something like that, hard to tell in the dark, with
the only the light of shaky flashlight. One ear, her right one, she got a long earring in it, the other ear has nothing. Her face, although filthy, is still, and although smeared in mud-blood, pretty, and is devoid of any remains of makeup. Her lips, lipstick-less, and smirking. Her voice shrill cool, loud, direct, pretentiously brave, her words insightful, powerful, telling. Her mind, her mind, whats left of it, reveals it is covered in the thick psychological funkiness of fear down in the darkness below, as she converses with a madman, and she very well knows it.
It's about time, somebody found us! What took you so long?
We are hungry, thirsty. Get us out now, please. I know by the way you're talking you are drunk with happiness to be alive, just like me, just like us, but now make us happy too! And help us get out of here, man! Like we are so ready!
Are the ambulance's doctors up there with you. She asked very curiously?

Then another woman, from the back stumbles walking on top of the decrepitness of the dead bodies,
as she too walks towards the light, but doesn't speak, preferring to let the young girl speak!
One woman yells, out to him, in a loud voice, the tone of it, bares witness to the depth of her desperation.

Oh, help us, oh thank God, they've come, says another, woman, dazed but enthusiastically.
The lady, was thrilled, thinking she and everybody, will be finally rescued, but suddenly, the nice aspirations crashes with the reality of BR! She is met with harsh insulting words, that cut to the bone, the devils home!

Shut up, help my ass! Shut the hell up, screamed BR belligerently, like a rapid hound dog from hell, ringing in the bell of bad news!
More Goddam bugs. Bubble bugger bitches, just what I need more trouble. No thanks!

[ 4 ]

Please what are you saying, please help us? Where are, the police?

OK, Shut up, and listen up. Life outside this boat is destroyed. Life as you knew life is dead, no cops, I am the cops, no rescue I am your savior! You want to live, do what I say, or die! Die, down here where you are.
I will close back, the dam door and leave you, get it!
I swear, . . I 'll do it!
I didn't come to save you! I don't like bugs that look like you! You don't, deserved to be saved, that's why you down there, and I am up here Bumble Buggas Bitches!

I will not save you, your remains, as far as me is concerned can remain down there, Bugs!
All you Goddam buggers, can stay down there, stay down there, hugger, buggas, muggas, I don't need you! Bumble bugger bitches, yells BR, with a tense voice full of hatred, demarcating clearly for them,

as a precursor of what fate might await! The tone, his tone, and it's an intensity of raw, gaul in his voice, means he means exactly what he saying! Undeniably! Shocked, the people quiet down, silence fills the room, and they look up at him, wondering if this is some kind of act or are they living in a continuous nightmare or something! Or something worse than a nightmare? This, this can't be, this can not, can not, not be happening - one of them thinks to herself, but it is!

So, what happens next is the investigator, BR, sizes up the situation and
decides he is going to let them know, who is their new boss now, whether they are ready or not, like or not,
this is what they got!

This it the way it's going to be! He is coming! He decides to throw a rope down and over his shoulder, he has his tits in his bag, and his sword at his side, a bucket and his lanterns tied around his waist, as he descends down the rope, into the big black cafeteria of doom.

BR, left the masks upstairs, and is in his usual get up, and he looks unreal,

His long coat smudged in blood and filth, his cowboy hat, down tight on his head like a death cap.

His hair wet, and dangling there like seaweed, his face and beard blackened with mud,

He squints his eyes. He climbs down the rope sliding down and puts one foot down, Boom, it makes a loud splashing sound into a puddle of blood, on the floor, beneath his foot.

And as if on cue, he disengages mentally, from reality, and by the way he is walking demonstrates that in a way, that can only be best described, as a person being out of sync, time wise! He is in slow motion mode, real slow motion mode, imagine being in a crowd of people rushing in the subway and there's one guy in there walking sauntered if not super slow, walking extremely slowly. So slowly, that the people around him, seem to fly fast past him, as if there weren't walking, but driving cars at two hundred miles and hour!-zooming pass the slow motion guy like he is sanding still!

That's him, not in a rush and walking his way, slowly but in control of time, night or day, his time, his way or the his way!

He is in time to his time, but totally out of yours, not this flavor of reality, time real world time wise! Knowing, full well, when he is done with what he must do, he will return to your time, by and by, but just not yet!

He places the white bucket down, and places the lantern on the floor, pulls out his shotgun." tits," as he walks around with his sword at his side. He walks extremely slowly, a few steps at a time. His appearance is ghostly, and blows your mind!

And as his foot comes down making contact, it makes a loud noise as if it weighed hundreds, and hundred of pounds, as if he was not a man but a demon! His eyes piercig, cold, keen looking back into the eyes of the unbelieving people, shocked, fearful people, before him sitting in dead stunned silence!
One man paying no mind to BR, ran up and started climbing quickly up the rope, Banga BOOM. BR shot a warning shot, and said,

Shop, Or I will shoot you!
You to get out of here. You got understand I am he man, do what I say, you will live another, isn't that easy?
Easy to understand!

I will kill you! Do I need to explain more? Are you gone listen to me? if you gone listen to me, say I do, Other wise get off my [ freakin ] rope sucker! And when you speaking to me- when you speaking to man, call me boss!

MY name is Rex, BIG REX! BR, for short! Now get off my rope! And if you want to get on it, you ask me! But lets sure you understand, say I do
Brother, choice is yours!
The man climbed back down, but didn't say I do. Banga BOOM, big shotgun blasted the man, throwing his perforated corpse back spinning several yards like a wet towel against the wall! It slid down limp to move no more!
BR shot him, and said, I didn't hear, I say, I did not hear you say I do!

Now, seems some folks are hard of hearing. I say it again, I'll make clear, you want out of here, when come up to me, come near me, you tell I do, meaning you gone do what I say. Before you touch that rope, you tell me I do, other wise you can stay her! That's your choice, it's quite simple!
now, here how we pull this off,

You know me. Now, I wanna know you, see! See that [ freakin ] buctet. Br, said, calasly, casual, tossing his hand around and pointing to the big white bucket, sitting in the light of his flashlight!

Everybody looked, as is on a drug hooked, and stared!

Drop your ID's in there, passports, any ID, you got. Tell me your name, said BR, in a serous tone, that sounded deathly!

Now BR, indeed, had come down with the big white bucket and told them, To all the bugs in here, let me make [ f***] clear! You got a mouth, use it! Don't, boy, I say don't, touch my Goddam rope, unless I tell you! And if y'all agree, you will be they all would be allowed to leave with me.

He told them, he would decide how many he would allow to leave, at a time, and in what order!

The first men he intentionally chose, by their identification cards! They we're normal thin men! He chose to take up five thin men, and one chubby man! A Rabbi and a Priest, and Arabic Imam and a Hindu Priestess, and a Voodoo high baptist Minister of the Church of Africa, and a fat terribly, obese man, and he ordered the five thin men to help lift the big five hundred pound man named Noah, up the ropes. They struggled. So, he dropped many ropes and tied them around Noah's big waist, and using five pulleys, and after about, twenty minutes, of arduous struggling, they successfully got him out.

They had no choice, in order to save themselves, BR had said they would have to rescue the big man first! Afterwards, he told the people left in the dark, they would be next, to be patient and wait their turn!

And he would return with water and bring them out too! He closed back the hole in the ceiling, and told the men that he took out, to go to the right, and they will find a bathroom, to and wash themselves spanking clean! To take off their dirty clothes and rapt themselves in the clean clothes of red and yellow curtains that were dry, he brought, which he cut up in big towel sizes, with his sword.

They went in the bathroom and were amazed that up here on the deck above, the lights were on and he told them, to wash themselves and they did, and then he told them to dry themselves in the red curtains and told them, there were strips of of towels to rap around their heads to blind fold themselves. At first they objected cynically, till he explain its purpose, that made them happy!

he wanted them to put on the blind folds on, so he would take them to his secret hideout, with lots of money, in the ship, where he was going make them rich, by giving them bars of gold, so they could start a big church in the world outside! So, the men listened and put on blind folds cause, he didn't want them to know where the gold was hidden and he, led them along on a rope and they followed BR.

[ 5 ]

It took awhile, but!
He led them down to to big black room, and opened the door, and led them inside and once they were all inside, he slammed the door shut, and turn on the air-condition freezer settings to the freezer, to well below 32º degrees down to 0, so they would freeze.

The men inside the freezer suddenly,

felt the rushing gust of cold freezing wind on they're freshly bathed skins,

and so alarmed took off the blind folds realizing they're in a big industrial freezer!

They looked in the front of the room and there they saw the freezer door was shut, and it had a small square shaped portal glass window shaped like a door!

And they looked out and on the other side of the glass was BR looking in on them trapped inside.

They pounded on the door and pleaded for him to open it. But, the man looking at them in the window showed no reaction. As if he could not hear them.

To him the sounds they were making were just sounds.

Sounds were a sensation in his ears, to BR, a sensation, didn't mean to much, because it didn't prove anything, and if it didn't prove anything it did not exist! He watched and watched as they went into the cold stages of death by freezing!
Interesting he thought, people bodies reach a stage where there is a point of no return, that comes! No return at all! This typically occurs during moderate to severe hypothermia, devolving to extremes, as the person becomes disoriented, as the body freezes, their mind plays tricks on them.

The brains, of these poor trapped souls, effected by extreme cold, it is abused, confused, and these men, once frustrated and angry, they turn on each other as their stress levels and raw emotions take over, they wind up fighting and are now irrationally, combative with each other.

The big man pushes the little man, the little man pushes the other man, The big man pushes around everybody like rag dolls. Rag dolls, in a doll house, and it was a mouse that tricked them to go inside.

They begin discarding their towels, that they were using as clothing, which, only increases the rate of heat loss in their bodies.

Why do people who are about to die by freezing do this?

Victims of hypothermia have been subjected to weird mental effects, thats what a cold-mind, to brain, to body, induced malfunction of the hypothalamus, the part of the brain that regulates body temperature can do! It is powerful too! when extreme cold take place, it shrivels up, and can't think straight, any more, and you begin doing things, things you never would do.

Another explanation, is that the muscles contracting peripheral blood vessels, become exhausted, known as a loss of vasomotor tone, and relax, leading to a sudden surge of blood and heat to the extremities of the hand an feet, fooling the person into feeling they are hot, and getting hotter, and are overheated, when they are not.

The Hypothalamus brain is doing its job!

You in this situation, think it is warm, too warm, and begin to undress yourselves! But, you are inside the freezer, but despite that your brain has gone insane, only thing keeping it all together is the upper stages of the mind, which cannot feel pain or cold but is aware, very aware, the vehicle it is residing in, is under a death threat.

And it sends signals that you are too hot, you are compelled to think, you must take off your shirt, your pants, your under clothes. You want to be naked, so you can feel cooler, but, you are fool now, fooling yourself into undressing yourself! And, an ice cube, you would soon be, undoubtably!

The medical term, the Doctors refer to this is ,"Paradoxical undressing!"

BR, watches them as they descend downward pass," The Paradoxical undressing," stage, and go into the next death brain stages, they retreat into the corners of the freezer, and cling to the walls, and sit in the corners, bend over trying to hide or to dig into a hole, to burrow down like a squirrel in the ground, in order for the last vestige of, " the Brain," to manifest at the behest of mind, before it dies, to carry out, The Primordial Directive!"
To do all it can do to survive! It is one of the Fractal Laws of the Specie!

Burrow down, burrow down into the dirt from whence you came, and hide from he who comes, and hide from death!

This last stage of the freezing process, you're going through, is called the burrowing, or the," Terminal burrowing." In this stage, You will now, seek a section, or spot to squat, a little place, a litter territory, to dig hole into, to get out of the terminal cold!
The men, now seek a little corner of the freezer they can call their own. And after each conner has someone sitting on it, and as they shiver to death, bone cold flesh, turns to rock hard mesh, and finally they enter Ice cube-land! A place you don't want to be!

After that your an ice cube! He watched them freeze, the cold did as he pleased. Then smiling, decided to leave.

He came back to the hole and let the rest of the people out, both the old and the young including children, and he told them to used the bathroom and clean them selves good and that, they could use the dry red and yellow curtains, that he had ripped up for them, as towels, and could fashion clothes from it, by just wrapping them around their waist, in hast because he wanted to take them out side, as soon as possible, too!
The people complied, and so began the arduous long in coming, exit from the ship of doom.
They climbed the long ropes, helping each other, pulling each other up. Helping each other using the pulleys, and with the help of the flashlights,
level after level, deck after deck they climbed up and out.

BR, went got the little doggies.
He had tied to a pole, got a couple of jugs of water, and boxes of food, went and surprised the men waiting so long for him to return.
The demented Captain Andronikos, and also, the sceptic young scientist, named Jonathan, and together, he led them all out of the ship to salvation.
And dawn of a new life on the two Earths had begun.

[ 6 ]

Well sir, took awhile, a good long while, climbing out safely I did it. Got the buggers out! All climbing out safely, was a miracle too. Cause, most of these folks are as about athletic, as a eyeball-less couch potata. Dam sure, wasn't easy but Luckily I got the whole bunch of them out, and brought them up stairs. Now, as expected, we had some trouble with the captain. He was suffering from post traumatic stress syndrome, or flash backs, or heart attacks, or this or that, or something. I don't know, I don't know, I don't know shucks, I ain't, no dam Doctor! But, we made it all the way back, and I took them down to my camp!
On the way, I told the grown-ups to take of the young-in's, and to stay there, while Jonathan and I, got some of them to bring up more stuff out of the boat! We went down and got some of the bags of stuff, water jugs and boxes of food, and equipment! We done got, loads of crap, but good crap, like, em, er, we had, er, almost a hundred of feet of heavy duty electrical extension cords, yes sir! And, shucks, we got super lucky, we even pulled out eighteen of those small potable refrigerators, they got in the rooms, out from the ship too!
Inside of six hours, we hog tied tired, but, we got up, and back out! We were all out side in the fresh air, setting up our new home out in the fresh, fresh air, Oh, boy thank God, for fresh air!
Dam it stink down there. Holy shit!
We got out, without a care, well almost none, never the less its so far seemed like it was going to be fun, I just hope I don't got to kill no, one, thought BR to himself, cause bugs get out o line now and then ! We walked, and talked, and I saw the mens eyes light up, when my manJonathan, brought out a couple cases of liquors and beer, and sodas, that we found in the ship.
I prodded the old ships Captain, to open his mouth and yap and rap a bit!
Now, the Captain was a Greek dude, according to his papers, and all! Dude, was obviously, buggin, and in a bad shape, by the looks of him. He stretched out his hand shivering, and shake'in, and handed him a beer, and since I was gone be plenty busy fixing dinner, cause these buggers were begging me for something to eat. I figured, I get some of women folk, to help out!
I'd hook up the meats, and they could deal with the veggies, and serving the plates and water and drinks and all!

So, since most o them, was spread out all of the place.
I told Jonathan to get the mothers to bring the kids closer to the campfire, while I got the Captain to tell stories! Stories about, what he knew and things that happened to him. Well, sir, the old goat was still confused, and couldn't tell a horse from car, but was pleasant enough! And, the guy, was walking around with his hands behind his back, thinking! at least I hope he was thinking? I know the fish, was shocked, and baffled just like everybody! and I also noticed he was dressed same as before, and he did take a bath. this I have push him to do, later, if he was gone be around peoples!
This all was mind blowing, unreal for me and them too.
But shit what could do? Life, it is what it is, I thought to my self.
Anyway, while I was cooking I needed them to have something to focus their minds on, now that there ain't no phones, No TV! No brain interface'in games, no 3D, shift shaping robot boys and girls, no augmented nothing!
But, as you can imagine, it was too much for every body! And a horrendous shock, and big time disappointment for those buggers, that I saved!

But, what hell, I did tell them the world was destroyed, so when they came out and saw, what I was telling them all along that their world, was totally destroyed, there was two earths one over their head. That alone, seeing it with own eyes, was enough to make you just shut-up and drop dead! But nobody did! Although the youngsters, children from about two to fourteen, about twelve of them did cry and cry, buckets of tears, and didn't stop, but that was to be expected!
And this earth, the bottom, one they were living on, they would have accept it. Come what may, every Goddam day, and don't look back, look towards the future yep, and that's the way go, joe!
I now had to go about cooking dinner, and I asked Judy and Saddie, to help me prepare dinner too, I had brought up some of my special meats, from you know where, and had quite a task to do too!
And we set up a big pot, I got. And the ladies took one of jugs of water and some of the cans of soup I found and we boiled the meat first to defrost it, cause it was still hard as nails, cause I had just taken out a couple of my packed boxes of my special meats treats, and the stuff out of the secret freezer, then, they we roasted them bad boys up! There's nothing like mouth watering, fried meat hot on the grill! Yep, it was barbecue sauce time, USA! America will come back another day!
Ya, hoo! Well sir, we opened up a couple dozen cans of corn, peas, potatoes and string beans! Now, I know, when times are tough, rice is the thing, Rice is it man! That sucker, is easy to make, and will last a long, long Goddam time, and fills a cowboys belly right up!

So, I told the ladies, young and old, especially the grandma's, to go crazy fixing up lots a rice. Lots of rice! So it will last us! And taste good and it's nice!
And, they took a big pot, and boiled some rice over the fires! And this here latin chick, came up, smiling, her eyes looked like black eye peas. and introduced her self. Her name was Maria, Boy, that girl, she looked goodddd! Body on that babe! And er, Maria, well, she hooked up a pot of rice and beans, puerto rican style! That baby was bad, bad! Them beans! Wo! Delicious! And, come sundown, around six o'clock. I guess? Cause we can't tell, cause we don't got no more watches, or house robots assistants to talk to! So, we spread out, what was left of that big old yellow curtain, we brought up, and we all sat down on the ground, around the campfire, to have our first big time dinnertime, all together, like little happy bugs!

One bug, er, I mean woman came up and said, we just want to thank you, from the bottom of our hearts BR.
You're papa Big Rex, to us now! Thanks for savings us, she said, then a lotta them came by to express they gratitude, to too!
Lots o them, said thanks too.
One by one before the night was done, they all thanked him.
BR said, let's all eat, drink and be merry every body, ha, ha, ha, . . . for tomorrows another day!

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BR, is a very conflicted personality, very, very conflicted. He is a person, possessed by many personalities, who in his twisted mind, thoroughly dislikes all people, because he considers them untrustworthy, and so ethically flawed that he places more significance, momentousness, and importance on the life of a little tiny bug than on them.
Such is the distain he holds for them, calling them all Bumble bugger bitches! But yet, the world he knew was blown up, and he survives, and he comes into conflict with this belief! Why? Because, now, somehow, he feels the need to place a special value, on these people, because it was he who saved them! And he finds it hard to accept the concept of the lost of all humanity that lost their lives on doomsday.
And he wants to believe that somehow these people are special, and these people he pulled out of the boat are different, and can be better than the people who perished, and even though he knows he is a crazy madman, he thinks he can help them to be better.

See, me, he said, me? Shucks, I like bugs! They hide in rugs, crawl in and out of the coffee mugs, and sometimes, while you sleeping they up and give you a hug! Yes, sir, . . . Bugs Bugs, Bugs! They know what to do. They don't gotta be fed. They feed themselves. When a neighbor acts up, you eat him.
Life is simple! No bullshit! No six o'clock news! No lying politicians!

Now, I got all these people buggers around me, but, I still like, what I like, I like doing what I like, sitting down at sundown, alone, and cooking bugs in my frying pan. I hope I don't regret bringing these fish out. They don't know me. I can be, they, best friend, o they worse enemy! We'll see. We'll see. We'll see. I sure hope none o them mess with me, but if they do, I'll kill 'em!

Now that they're here, if they saw me frying up bugs in a pot, they'd criticize me, and laugh, and I probably, put a bullet in they nose! And chop off they toes, all depends on how I feel that day!

O' course, I knows, I gonna, have to change, one day, because of what I did today. Saving all them, I gotta be their leader now! Being a governor, a king, and ruler of men, is not my cup of tea. I just don't got no patience for this crap, in me! Makes me wish there was a dam god for real, that boy, better help me, cause this shit ain't gone be easy!

But, in honor of the memory of my mommy and daddy. I promise to do better. and make these buggers, these fish, these people better! Even if I gotta kill'em
Or a least if my brain gets better! Start this here world again, if I can!

People, all o them something wrong, with 'em! The high class, act low class! It's how they think, that's why we got nuero intra interfaces on our heads most of the time, or at least we had, before the world blew up. So, now we're unconnected. No more Google, bingo, bango, or none o that crap! We gotta use our brain!
So, if they listen to me, I would not kill them. As a bug would do. I'd give'em a trial and then kill'em!

Year. Trials, are an old, old, old idea, been around for couple of years. Wait, come to think of it, maybe couple hundred years! I don't know? Thinking bout it, I remember my teacher saying trials been around a bit. So, I guess, joe, I know these, some of these men, bugs gone act up, cause a revolt! There's are so many of them.

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If they challenge my control, Boy! They heads gone roll!

And I gone have to straighten them out! It's gone be rough! I gone be, physiologically and mentally taxed. And I am taxed, waxed and nuts to the guts, and crazy, all ready, freddy! So I guess I just kill 'em. Although I don't know If I got enough bullets though? We'll see!

Anyhow, I know there's a lot them, but, besides my shotgun, I found something. Heh, heh ! To take' em, down if they full around!

During the destruction of the world, to escape, all us fools were running! I ran my ass off. The ground opened up. I fell down into hole in ground, a cave!
In the cave, was a tunnel to old, old ass bunker, the government had abandoned. I got locked and buried alive, in that cave, that had stored boxes, marked classified. I don't know what, or who put them there. But, I found [ lethal drugs] inside! That is, mother [ bleeping, ] serious drugs, drugs that kill, and don't play! And this cowboy, knows, . . . I know that shits kills, and how to use it.

Anyhow, forget' bout that, let's see how it goes, let's enjoy dinner. Yep, I am lucky! Tonight I gone have food. Real food, no more bugs! At least until I get a hankering for the taste of fried bugs, again!

Funny thing about bugs, the world blew up! People died, but the bugs and me are still alive! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, oh, ha, ha, I am buggy! ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

Well anyway. it's dinner time!
And the food was smoking! I can't wait to get some of them meat treats! Ha, ha, ha, ha, . ha, ha oh ha, ha, ha, . .
No body stopped to ask what the meat was? I just told them I found some food, and water and stuff in the ship, and that was sufficient!
But I did, get quite a few request for hot dogs from some of the children!

I just said, we don't got none! And some of the young ladies wanted veggie burgers and tofu, and I told them too, we just don't got none! But, that said, they all had hearty appetites!
They ate it up hungrily, stuffing themselves, just like I thought, with that red barbecue sauce, it was finger licking good, if I do say so my proud self! They, was so dam hungry, WOW, I never saw so many jaws moving and eating! I looked up to the big upper Earth over my head, and said to myself secretly: see, sucker, do you see? Despite all the destruction, we ain't gone die, fly, fly we be. After all, after all the shit you put us through, we gone live! And if I gotta feed them what ever, I got to feed them, we gone live! That's a promise, . . . Thomas!

Now, getting back to the dinner!
The Captain was sitting, to my right. He was still calling out to me and thanking me, like a broken record machine.
I handed him, a beer and told him to shut the hell up. He replied, thank you, thank you, for saving me! Thank you, thank you! You know the same old, bla, bla bla ballad, etc. So what the hell else is new?
Anyhow, now that everyone was out, we got to talking and I asked him, when world blew up, does he know what happened to him personally?
Well, I got to say most of the time he didn't understand a dam thing I was talk'in, bout! But anyway!
I think part of his brain is still frozen! He is koo coo! Boy reminds me of those old birds that live in them clocks! His head, is what I said, it works off and on! Sometimes he can talk, and be down right articulate, smart even, and the next moment, a moron! If you know what I mean!
The Captain was a Greek dude, according to his papers. He was obviously, in bad shape by the looks of him. I was handing some beer to the folks, and when I came over with a box of beer, he stretched out his hand shivering, and I handed him a can of beer to drink! Boy, took it, but he had the shakes real bad, and he drank it straight down without stopping. Some of it he spilled on himself! I pitied him! But at least the crazy glue kept his head together. I'd hate for that shit to fall apart!

He still was freezing, from being locked up in the that dam freezer.

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His face had the look of a man lost.
The look in his eyes was that of a wild man, and he would keep shutting them. He shut-'em down, for a minute or two, then he'd open them up, and look around quickly, and close them back! As if he didn't see what he liked, he thought he could erase it, by closing his eyes again. To me the sucker mucker fish, was showing physiological, behavioral symptoms of negative ARF! You know, Augmented reality dis functionality, ain't that a bitch! Oh, man!
I sure hope for his sake, it's ain't that?

Ain't no head doctor can help that. And no therapy I know about.
He kept open and closing his eyes in one minute intervals, then he would act funny, and start grabbing his chest and shaking his head all around, and stomping his foot on the ground, like the boy, was trying to stomp, and kill roaches, or bugs, or something!.
As if things to him, were not what, they seemed. As if, he was in a dream, or scared of his own shadow, or something?

I know a lot of professional dudes, like this here captain, Di Andronikos, Dudes like him, had to have gotten BCI, community old standard stuff. It's real old technology, but y'all know, brain computer interfaces, is used on all kinds of transportation. So, as ships captain he had it, and Sensorimotor Neural Engineering mind launching, capacity too.

And tech, stuff, like that, y'all know, whether you be a driving a rocket plane, rocket train or rocket cruise ship, like this one, they all need to be hip, and equipped!

Also, they gotta, have NIR, nuero interface rods modules in they head, and tons of all kinds of junk, like the old time, EEG, tests to make sure that they got a state certified brain, that is approved to handle the responsibility and duties of transporting thousands of people.
After all, thinking about it, that old rocket cruise ship, ain't a easy sucker, to drive.
But, now with all the networks dead, that means no online brain–signal processing to influence him, and help him make good decisions, no mo! The dude is out of awareness, of inter sectionality of the global world, cause the earth is messed up, split in two! They ain't no mo, global world. shucks!

Don't exist no more! This captain here, he's finished! No alternate high capacity JPR, brain back ups, for him. Now, with GI, niche, internet destroyed, and down forever, too! Hell, now, the sucker's, brain, was just an ordinary plain stupid brain! Plus, I found the boy, on the floor in the freezer, and the boy's circuits just gotta be frozen still, and malfunctioning, too! Hell!
And lord knows, we don't gotta no understanding, what's going on in him, and his po head! Who knows how that, broken circuitry gonna effect the boy.
That stuff in his head ain't no toy!

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The boy, was paranoiac, and constantly looking around this way and that as if he was expecting something or somebody, and besides that, he kept touching and feeling his body, especially his chest, and he would grab at his bloody shirt which he had completely opened! The opened shirt, was ripped in several places and was awashed in blood stains!

I thought I saved him, from below, and I did, but the boy had demons in his head. I, or nobody could not save this man from that. They were in his head, and I could see him spiraling inside himself, going down toward dementia, or a very bad, bad place! If he goes nuts, totally, I am just gone have to shoot him , or tie him up to a pole or something, cause this is more than I bargained for! Way more! Ain't, no shrinks alive, the likes of them are all dead, no hospitals, no nothing.

I hope he makes it, I thought to my self!

Judy, told him to have some milk, but he declined laughing, ha,ha,ha, that was the first time I heard him laugh, and Judy laughed too! I looked at the woman, now clean and washed , her blond hair blowing gently in the winds, with new life in her! She had changed, this was the woman that was not so long ago wishing to die, holding nose in the dark! Now, alive and looking around up at the earth above her head curious like a child!

She was attractive too!

She down a whiskey straight out the bottle no glass.

And she nodded to me and I raised my bottle to her, she looked good in the fire light, as the it got dark fast, because the Earth above us, was blocking out most of the setting sunlight. It cast a kind of eerie blue mist to the everything, just then a breeze blew, and a distant very faint but distinct crying cat was heard! Meowwww, meowwwwduck! What the hell was that asked Judy, I don't know said, Saddie, seated, legs folded next to her on the ground near the campfire! She a plump busted brunette bombshell, with a rebellious snake personality, combined with a don't give a dam attitude! Just a cat it getting on, what ever, she remarked, like it was nothing. But, BR, had heard that calling wind before, yes, he did, and at first he thought he was imagining it, but was now relieved that others could hear it too, anyway

Just then the Captain got his head together a little bit. He got to feet, and started rambling saying crazy stuff, and I said you got to slow down, speak up, speak loud and a little slower, so we can understand you boy!
I am, a little confused, so much, has, all this has happened today, he said, I like you, all of us have gone through a tremendous shock,
I realize that we are the lost,
but, we are lucky to have Big Rex, Otherwise we would all be dead!
I want to tell you what, What, I want to go say, he said, incoherently, as he walked unsteadily around the campfire, we were all looking at him! Then I said why don't tell us, continue on, he looked at me, and said are you sure?
I didn't understand it, But, what was happening was no dream, he said, that much I knew! I know what he was going through, if he was loosing his mind! I'd been through some hard mental stuff too, and his mind would have to adjust fast or go nuts, and dam man, shit, going nuts is something, something I know about! This boy, is going to have to snap out of it, or else, simple as all that!

I said, we all been through hell, if you boys want to discuss it, what happened to you I am all ears. Some of the men walked over drinking and gather around closer to listen to the Captain. The kids, were making fun of him cause he was acting strange!
Well, I talked with both men, Jonathan and the Captain, and we had just started a conversation, and it was getting more and more interesting, not just to me but the others seated around the fire!
The Captain, who said he was greek dude, from Athens, in the Aticas region. He said his name was Di Andronikos, and I recalled it, when I looked a this Identification, he had on him. It sure enough did read, that was indeed was his name!
And he told us, he was working with the shipping line called [ MV MARINA ] the cruise ship we were on before. He was working filling short termed contracts with the shipping line, which he had been working with them for more than thirteen years, and every thing was ok, for years, no problems. But, he said, he couldn't discuss, what happened, he said it was too scary, a place of no return for him. He's my brother, I know its heavy for the man, but shit, all that did was get my curiosity up!

What was it? Bring it back what, I asked him? And he said, he saw terrible things, to, terrible to talk about! Whats up with that, asked Saddie curiously?
Nothing, it's not good to know, that this thing was in my nuero platform! It is surreal, its hatred of me and thirst to do harm was unquenchable...
I don't think you would, like to hear about it! Me? what, she asked dumbfounded, as she sat looking up at this guy walking around in circles around and around the campfire like hypnotized fly?

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Well, sir, Ok! Boy, was acting mighty strange, he had every curious. He stood there looking into the fire light.

Then, he walked in a circle, so more then sat down, and lifted his hand and grabbed his chest, pushing it in. Then, he got back up walked in a circle again, then sat down again, looking like a fool, that didn't know he was looking like a fool, and thats the worse kind of fool!
Then, then he fell back breathing hard, almost falling!
We all were clueless!
We all looked at each other, like saying what is with this boy! This boy is sick!
Jonathan looked at me, and I looked at him, then we both looked at the Di Adronikos, he was definitely looking at his chest and talking to himself, mumbling! His eyes were looking all wild like, and flittering around in his head.
Oh shit, . . . Saddie said, time bomb time going off, oh well! What ever!
Hey boss, said Saddie, whats up with the Captain? The Captain is smart, I said, knowing and sensing he was going through a rough patch in his head!
And, he began freaking out, breathing real hard. Jonathan smiled broadly and said, look, Di Andronikos, My friend, relax, forget about it, as he said that, and handed him another the cold beer, which the Captain put to his head, and again he drank the whole can of beer, without stopping!

So, catching on, Saddie smiled, also and handed him a drink too, twisting off the cap for him, it was a small bottle of Bacardi Rum.
She smiled pushing her long hair from out of her eyes, and said here, big guy this one is for you! It will make you feel better, Captain!
Again he down it nonstop, and then fell out! Jonathan and I looked at each other laughing, and smiling a little, then a lot! Wondering what's with this boy? The children giggled too, ha, ha, ah!
He collapsed fell backward looking straight up at the sky, and he was talking but, no words were coming out!
We thought it was so funny, we chuckled!
Then, he all of a sudden grabbed his chest, Ow! Ow, he yelled!
The crowd stopped eating their dinner, and grew silent watching him intently! Their eyes, was bugging out!

Then all of sudden, the man got up and started jumping up and down, all around, like one of those Australian kangaroos, barking like a dog," ruf, ruff! roufff, " And howling and acting all crazy, and he jumped in the campfire, and I kicked him out before his clothes caught on fire! And Jonathan pushed him to the ground. And the boy, began crying and carrying on, and going into convolutions!

Then he turn over on his stomach and he started vomiting, coughing up green stuff on the ground. No, no, now it can't. It cain't, no, he screamed! I need help, helpppp! Help me! Help, Helpppp!
It is so bad, it so, so terrible! What? What, asked Judy, walking over to help him!
It's happening! What? It, help me, he said pleading to us, and he acted like as if he was gasping for air. He shook and his eyes rolled in his head! He seemed to have difficulty breathing, and was coughing, and was panting, as he spoke in fragmented efforts, to speak to us!
What tell, um, er, you, tell me, tell us what, whats, what happened sir, asked Judy?
It about to happen to me again, he yelled as he rolled his eyes again! No! Cough! I, er um, I can feel, I can feel it!
Look! Di Adronikos! You're with us now! Your safe, said Judy, sympathetically as she patted him on the shoulder, trying to get him to calm down, but it was not working!
If anything this boy, was on his way to looney-toons ville! Getting crazy and crazier!
Nothing is going to happen to you! Do you understand! Now, now, now come on, calm down Mr, andronikos, relax and tell us what's wrong?
What happen to you, tell us Jonathan continued urging him seriously, as he knelt down, looking down at him. The guy began tremoring, and his shoulder and back muscles twitched involuntarily!
The captain, the captain was going crazy, right in front of every body sitting around the campfire! We all were all shocked, and wondered what on Earth was happening to this guy. Nice guy, but oh my God, he was going nuts! One moment he open and close his eyes, and jump up, stomp his feet down hard, like he try to kill a roach or bug. He was out of it now, and it was getting worse.

He was going into violent convulsions, jumping and falling all of the place. He'd roll over, and over of the floor, acting all crazy, and yelling screaming incoherently. The look in his eyes, told you was seeing and fearing something real terrible. We didn't have clue, and didn't know it was? Suddenly he shut his eyes like a little kid playing games!
When he open them, his eyes seemed to be popping out his head, he tossed his body around banging his head on the floor, it was a fright full scene.

Then he closed his eyes tightly again, and open his mouth, and let a loud scream. Yow Yowwwwww. He was just screaming bloody murder. We knew he was having violent thoughts, and had to restrained him anyway we could.
Other wise who knows what could of happened to him, he wasn't in control of himself. His arms and legs were flailing about trying to hit us and push us away, while we together, tried to hold him down.

He could easily, turn violently around, twist around, and roll over straight into campfire and get himself burned up badly or killed!

So I, told Jonathan, and another man, named Willy to give a hand with him, and help tie him to pole at the back of generator machine a few feet away!
Well, it took a bit of doing, goes without saying, he was fighting us all the time, acting nuts, and all! Don't where he was getting the strength from, but we managed to grab him, put him down, and dragged and tied him up with rope and tied him to a pole. He, was going off something awful.

The captain was shaking and fighting to get free.
And did stop yelling and screaming! And the guy, was really struggling hard to get up, even though he was all tied up!

He pleaded with us to let him free, and yelled ;
No, you can't let it get me, No! No! Stop! Let me go. It is here. Here do you hear, he yelled! He told us something was out to get him, and was screaming his had off. I held his neck back and the man pulled away, growling, and trying bite me. BR, held his chest down, and yelled at him, gag habit, tell us what the hell is happening to you, captain? Can you calm down? Can you? Calm, down down boy, he said, looking down at his watch's screen, on his arm, and tapped the record mode screen. and said, go, ahead. Talk! You afraid, somebody is in your head?

Yes, yes, yes, I may be engaging in Greek privilege, cause I acknowledge a Greek captain I be, it is my right to be aware of my history,
But the Pantheon, God Zeus, power's supreme, was nothing compared to the power of love's misery, very often defective leaders of people be, a warning to you BR, listen to me!

Cronus ate his children, fearful that one day they would become more powerful than he, Ghostnet, Hainan, Conficker, like the NSA, Eternalblue, yesteryear, wares, old malware true, old history but still, has its children to,
ate its offspring, fearful too, that they would become more powerful.

And me? And me ? Student of the Greek Elder Paisios, histories, and the prophecies of the end times.
Way back, when I was a child, in school I had to download a history book about the internet to read. And I read in a book about," Hobby Lobby," and The flip side of privacy is secrecy, and now today as an old man, I remember back, and I am confused. And thinking, . . . If corporations, who are people too, want to track my data, can their agents and apps, be in my head? Watching? Watching me even though they are today now dead?

Or I'm not sure. I am really confused about this! But what I think it is most likely, My alternate darkside ego, disguised as me, you see, hacked into my head artificially,
Why? Fearful that my good-side. My moral good side of me, would become more powerful. And Now like Zeus, my chagrin is, perish I will be. Fend off it! Fend off it. Fend off it , . . . I cannot?

Cronus, spare this greek. God. Θεός, Θεός Please!

God help me, Ya, yaaaa OH no, Nooo. Help me, help me, is there no one, anti-malware from out there, from some where, that can help me out of this misery? Big Rex, looked down, looked up, and turned away, avoiding the old mans eyes, and said to him, . . . You are deeper than the ocean, dam sure deeper than the sea. I ain't gone forget what you told me, he said. Still BR, to himself, thought he was gonna die soon, and this was him talking crazy. He let go of him, and said see. You can talk a lot and say a lot of things when you're calmed down. Tell us, we all here listening to you, and we want to hear what you, what you got to say.

Ok , wait ok, let me, let, let me think, he said trying to catch his breath and relax, a little. He leaned back, and let his head rest back and he began to relate this astonishing weird story!

He said it all, a started about noon, midday at twelve O'clock. It was a nice day, clouds, in the sky, all things working on the ship, everything, just as it should be! No problems! The ship was functioning normally, working, everybody was happy, and having a good time. No kind of problems, he said. He was in a good mood. His sailors, were all going good too, the ship engine worked as they should flawlessly.
Well, it all started just about noon time. I was the one commanding the ship all morning, and I took my lunch break, went down stairs to my cabin below, to eat and relax, Captain Di Andronikos, said, He took the newspapers to read sports the section as is his custom. When, just like that, the lights in his the room, bam! They went out?
The light went out? What's this? What the . . The hell's going on, he asked himself annoyed at the unexpected inconvenience!
Well, sir, he had just come down, and was resting and taking it easy in bed, and it was not more than two minutes had gone by, and he didn't expect absolutely anything to go wrong and all! But, things did go wrong?

First, the lights went out, impossible, he thought to himself. Then bingo! Then it came back on!
And, this he thought was a very strange. And, he was just about to get on up, and call on his radio up stairs, to ask his second in command, to find out why the lights went out? When suddenly, he felt this here, chest pain. His chest was all of a sudden tightening up. He thought it was nothing unusual at first. You know, he thought his ticker, was acting up, he did not think, perhaps he was having a heart attack or anything like that!

But it felt weird and crazy. He felt a sharp, sharp pain in the center of his chest, like his chest bone was hurting and about to crack open or something!
The pain, it got dam right, sharper, stronger type of pain, paining him, in his chest, right here, he said, pointing to his chest, and tapping it with his finger!

Just tapping it with his finger, three or four times, just to make sure, and let us know exactly where the spot is.

And the pain proceeded to get worse. And really disturb him, and this man's composure was unraveling fast, as he spoke to us!. He started coughing, and coughing, and then, he'd yelled out, Ow, ow, ow,
In a low, pitiful sounding sound!

Then, here and there, he would, stopped and took a deep breath before us, look at us, then his chest. Look at Judy, then me, then gaze up and look at the big upper Earth, floating over our heads in the sky.

Then, he started looking at the all the faces of the friendly, brite eyed children, looking intently, and curiously, at him as they sat, seated on the ground, around the yellow flashing light, of the campfire.

Then he would continue telling us his story! He was fidgeting all around, moving oddly this way, and that, glancing over his shoulder like he was afraid of a big bad boogyman or something.
Oh, my gosh! He'd continue talking.
His memory of what happened that day, made your skin crawl!
BR, bit into his hamburger, watching that captain talk! Took a drink, and winked and checked him out good! Oooo, we! He said, now that captain, is a nervous, fish. A nervous fish dude, this dude do be, yes, sir reee, commented BR!

The captain he shook his head and waved his hands round, and said he was in his cabin laying down, and he made weird movements with his hands and rubbed his belly, like it was jelly, and like he was trying to draw an outline of a shape to show us, or something!
So we could understand him. The, man said his chest swelled up like a ball. Like a late pregnancy woman, that looks like any minute, was about to have a baby!

I, got's to tell you, I thought the boy, was plume nuts, said BR.

He said his chest started to expand and seemed to bulge out, and bulge out, bigger and bigger out of his rib cage as if he was, I don't know?
As if it was going to split open, and his guts were gone to come out, with the power and force of a tornado, or something.

And fly up and crash straight into the ceiling!

I know it sounds crazy, but that what he did said.

He said, the pain, it felt like it strong, hurting him, real bad, like it was being caused by something, something big, and alive and wild moving inside of him!

He said, the pain got so dam bad, he wished he was dead, that's how bad, he said it got!

As his face turned red!
So, now, with his chest heaving upwards, and downwards, and bulging, getting bigger, he said he did not know what to do?

The look of panic, was on the man's face, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he had look of fright on him, as his two eyeballs swelled out in his head!

Judy, said OMG!
Then, the captain said, the sensation in my chest, was so painful I began to scream and believe you me. That, was bad, it was scary, cause I never screamed! OH my God! It was too awful! Just awful!

Then, suddenly it stopped for a second. The pain, It went away, I took my shirt and opened it up so I could look down at my chest, and I was feeling my chest, when the pain struck back again, more powerful this time, like I got hit by a truck, or something. Pounding inside of me, what ever it was, wanting to get out! I closed my eyes tight as all hell, and yelled and screamed. Oh my God, Did I let out a scream! Hell, my chest swelled up, like, like what else can tell you like a ball. Like a woman about to give birth.

Oh my god, my god, Was, I about to give birth? Give birth to what? OMG! No. No, no, it can't be.
And the miserable pain. It was unbelievable! That pain, OMG! It was too much, oh, to, too strong! And I looked down quickly at my chest! I looked at it. I am not a physician, so I don't know what was occurring to me?

I tried to look and examined it, and I saw what looked like eyeballs looking out at me through my skin, my very own chest shin! I yelled NO, no, no, Noooooooooooo.
I screamed help, something is in me! Ya yarrrrrrrrrrrr-help-me! And it was blowing up, then, deflating, blowing up, and deflating rapidly! When it came back up, and it was getting bigger.

The skin on my chest, trembled and began to stretch out a lot! I could see the shape of something. I looked hard at it . It was a nose? OH My GOD! A nose, a dam nose on my chest. It had nostrils and it started to breathe, in and out!
OMG, great father in the heavens, praise be to thee, Lord I said, this cannot be happening to me! Please, . . . Help me!
This thing I see!
A nose coming out of me, I yelled OH, NO, No no, no, noooooo!
But there with my own two eyes I saw it!

The outlines of a face under the skin! I was going crazy! It was impossible! But it was real! Help! Help ya,yaaaaa, . . No, no! My body convulsed, and a strange force got me and picked me up!
I lifted up off of my bed. I don't know maybe a foot or so. I was too confused, and anxious to think straight at the time. And this was all happening so fast!

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Then I don't know, just then,
I fell back down, but then it took me up in the air, and I rose up, up again, then it plunked me down in to my bed. Up down, up down, and all this time, I still was feeling this, this horrendous pain, that was really killing me! Killing me, OMG!
It, it was terrible! Help! He yelled! And, then, right there front of him was a 3D Fractal impersonator, that somehow, came out of the origins of a augmented reality back pack, that he was still wearing.

The captain, told us, he usually wears it, to get ships data overlays verified, and to fact checked imagery,
to help him chart inter-coordinated boat, and sea maps, for ocean routes, and also, for essential logistic, and passenger tracking reconnaissance record keeping.

But, he was still wearing the battery power IT device, on his back strap, and now, somehow, it was malfunctioning terribly, and a superimposed computer-generated, malignant, software avatar, tapped to his DNA, records!
Then, self produced, a 3D fractal creature, in the form of Doubleganger, that looks exactly like him in real life! And was coming into this reality, for unknown purposes! And it was, very very frightening! There was no deliberations about this. It just happened. The thing was in control, and I was not! It was real. it was an outrage!

The problem, was a glitch, had to channeled and hacked into, and stolen a self awareness piece, of classified, corrupted code, allowing it, access to programming himself, to hate me and kill me, specifically. It's motives? Who knows?
And, this other self, was a Doubleganger and looked exactly like him! But unlike him, had no morality! No soul! But, . . . ironically, it was a soul all right, but, a soul out of control!

And he saw it's body, in the room, even though the lighting was poor, and it made it look even weirder!
Then, my hand, he saw his hand stretch out of the wrist socket, and popped off my wrist, and it flew away like a mad hand with all five of its out stretched fingers, wiggling around menacingly, as it flew.

Then it stopped, as if it could look around, and it and twisted and quickly turned around flew back towards me, and tried to rip the nose off of my chest.
And when I saw that, I really, really felt endangered! It grabbed my nose, and it pulled and pulled, at it. It hurt so bad!
And I couldn't reach it with my other hand to stop it, because my chest was so big now! The 3d virtual reality version of me, came into play now, downloading medical data. It pretended to be a medical surgeon, a Doctor, now. And medically intervened, using retrieved data on incidences of anatomical anomalies, and transposed an anatomical shifting of my mouth, from the front of face, to up on top of my head! So that my teeth were now growing out of my skull. It gave a finger a finger to look at, and put it close to my mouth. And I know, I should not do such things! I am a religious man! It's wrong! But, I, I was so angry, and my hatred of this thing, had grown so. Well, do you blame me? Given the opportunity, I just open my mouth on my head, and bit into it, and ripped it off, and ate it! You got to understand, I was hungry! It looked at me! Then it laughed, at me! ha, ha, ha! And stuck its finger in my eye!

I screamed stop, stop, stopppppp! Oh my God, did that hurt! I told it to stop! But it wouldn't listen.
All of sudden, now I, felt my arms, feel funny like. And were inflating up, and getting big, swelling up like balloons, and in an instant, they popped off, out of my arm sockets, one by one, and I saw them, when they popped of my body! And Oh my God, if you could have seen it! Oh No! The blood gushed out, like a fire hydrant.

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I was losing massive amounts of blood, and it rose of all over like a wild fire hose out of control! I was clueless, didn't know what to do? I didn't understand what was happening to me?

I screamed help, help, my arms, please, . . . get my arms. What am I going to do without my hands, I started panicking?

How will I eat? OMG! I needed hands. I need hands to eat? I got to have them! It was terrible. What was happening to me? What was happening? Then, Boom, my stomach popped open. My stomach guts flew out hitting the front wall. It fell down a leaving a trail of blood and pieces of bluish, white and red nuggets, of what looked like, hairy, stringy moving stomach guts parts, and this bio mass, is what splashed up against the flat room wall.

It stuck momentarily, than proceeded to fall down on the floor! Then of all things, my nose, started acting up! It started to bleed! I had a nose bleed on my chest, of all places! And the blood drops, were dark red, and the liquid blood ran down randomly, and meandered down my big tall round chest and, and formed tiny rivers, that rolled down my chest, on to my hips, and my pants became wet with blood, which then dripped in my bed, and rolled across the bed sheets fast, with supernatural power, dripped onto the rug on the floor of the cabin, and briskly rolled across the floor, as if it was on mission, and hit the far wall. Where, it immediately climbed up vertically, and stopped and began writing the letters to a story.

I read what it said, something I can't repeat!

I then heard laughter, ha, ja, ha, ja, ja, ha, ha, mean cruel twisted sounding laughter from another world in 3D Augmented reality space!
And then my stomach burst open a second time, and my nose flew off and out zooming straight up and crashed into the ceiling,
And I saw it. I had giving birth to him, and him, my child was, was a doubleganger identical copy of me. OMG! At first it looked like he was going to mimic me? It was like looking in a mirror! But I was, and he was me, inside 3D Augmented reality!

And he pulled off his right arm, right out of its socket. I saw all the veins in his arm hanging out from it.
And he took it, and started beating me with it in my face, Bam, Bam, bam.
I was shocked. I couldn't believe it! He kept slapping me with it! My past experiences with 3D augmented reality creatures, before was that they had been characteristically mild, low-key, and no danger to people, but now what was happening to me, my opinion changed forever.

The pain was off the charts. I am going die for sure!
The hand that came off my arm was back, and was now was forcefully tearing my skin off my face! I screamed as it peeled off my right cheek. I screamed out loud and wished I was dead. Then it grabbed my eyelid and pulled on it. OW! Ow! I was able to see my hand close up, and when you see the skin real close, I could look at it good. I don't know how, but my implanted nuero internal magnifier, enabled me to see the pores in the skin looking like pot marked sewer holes, and inside these hundreds and hundreds of pores in the skin, which under normal circumstances were small and tiny, were now, huge, and were big, wide, and round and shaking this way and that, all around. In each of them, in it's center, I saw little eyes looking out at me!

They were connected and floated in a liquid, that was moving in there, that was thick, wet like yellow amber snot syrup! Through it, I saw it had, all these tiny red, and blue veins, that spewed out, and got spit into my eyes! It's this action, is what led it's flesh to become welded to my eyeballs, and got attached. I screamed, knowing this was appallingly gruesome, and silently invoked it to stop, but it did not. The man, raised his arm, and boldly smashed it through a glass window, in 3D augmented space, that rose up out of the brite blue wall. And it's arm passed through the wall as if it was butter, and grabbed a giant pink piglike thing, and brought it back, and pushed it in my face, and rubbed it all in. And he laughed then looked at me, and pulled me by the hair and kicked me right in my face! Ow! OMG! I wished I was dead! Anything to end this!
I almost blacked out! I was seeing stars! I was hurting bad! It went on and on, and I could tell It was, really enjoying cutting me open.
It wanted me dead, and by the look of things, I couldn't take much more of this, I would be! I gave up. I felt I wanted to be dead too. It had to be better than this.
I screamed and screamed, it was so horrible. Screaming was all I could do!
And, he wouldn't stop! He kept coming! He kept trying to kill me! He kicked me, and he pushed me over, and stabbed me, over, an over all over my body, again and again! All I could do was bleed red and wish I was dead!! I felt so ashamed. The feeling of helplessness hurt me, my pride, made me feel horrible.
All I knew was I was dying. I preferred that to this! I was in such pain I could not think, and I was bleeding so much, really fast!
I tried to get up, but he pushed me down! He, smiled sinisterly, and made an obscene gesture, then, he blinked at me? I didn't know what was the reason? Then, he reached over and plunged his hand into my open chest, he ripped out one of my ribs, and stabbed me in the eye! Ow, Oww! I screamed!
It was a massive blow. NO! Noooooo
I can't see. I can't see. Oh my God! I can't see! I can't Oh no, no, no! I screamed in extreme pain. Stop for the love of God, please! But he didn't listen to me, but instead just laughed! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, . . .
He seemed to getting his kicks off in my head, and laughed And I told him to go to hell! He burst out laughing again, Oh ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, Oh ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

And, then he was quiet! There was a pause, and uneasy moment of silence. Oh NO, nooooooo, ya, yaaaaaaaaa. And, suddenly, I looked up, and to my amazement, the ceiling was raining! Raining down tiny red balls of blood drops, and it was raining real hard! And this scuttled, any of my hopes of getting out alive. The room started to fill up and soon would be flooded, drowning me.
I saw him, he was waiting, waiting for me smiling, and I knew he was happy!

Meanwhile, the bloody rain fell down in torrents, in my eyes blinding me. I reacted defiantly, but I couldn't do anything, and now, blind, I totally couldn't see, and I passed out. The bloody water levels rose up, higher and higher, the bed I was on, submerged. I can't swim. I had been battling this, and lost, said the captain sadly, and closed his eyes. And was silent.

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Hi! It's me Madcow sammy , OMG. boy talk about a bad hair day! That Captain needs to chill! Hello! bye bye, to da loo!

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The Scary Jesse Chronicles

Chapter 3

Who the hells that? You! Now Baby Jessi looked up and on the ceiling was a strange site, filled with fright at first sight!

He tipped his neck back and looked up to the high ceiling and saw he was looking at a giant butterfly. The butterfly was pretty, and big and yellow, with lots of flaca markings branches of color on its big, big wings,
in black and it had mountains of white circles on it, and had a red head, and was puffing a joint of butts, and it was singing a Beatle song. "We all live in a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine, Oh a yellow submarine," and it had one eye and it looked down and suddenly noticed, Baby jessi, and said, Yo,

MAN, MAN, You know man? Man, you is a crook, man!

You don't live here, man!

Man, You are an intruder,

you not a trespasser man!

You, is a crook, plain as day man!

You trying to get away, man!

I can tell you a crook, man!

Are you a crook, man?

Whats a crook? Whats a crook asked Baby jessi?

Don't give-me that innocent crap, dude!

I know you a thief, man!

You sneaked in to this hood to rob it man, ain't that right?

Ain't that right, man, asked the Butterfly to Baby Jessi sitting on the floor down below clueless?

Whats up dude, cat got you tongue or something?

Answer me man?

Well, Baby Jessi, thinking to himself, didn't know what to make of this!

Usually when Baby Jessi, opens his mouth to try to talk, he would be barking like a dog, but now, now when talking to the butterfly, he could converse naturally? Yes, it, its true! The child finds, the universe is strange, moment to moment things re-arrange, but was it re arranging in his head, that said, the confused child looked awhile up at the creature, this strange butterfly, in the ceiling sitting on a green fractal cut chandelier , squealing, asking him if he is a crook, wondering why he was there! He had fear, but tossed his fear aside, looked at the one eyed butterfly in the eye!

Whats up with you man? What is up with you asks the one eyed butterfly to baby jessi?

I don't now man, I don't know, My mommy put me to bed man, and interrupted, the butterfly astounded. hard for him to put to bed?
What man, your mommy?
Year man, she put me to bed, man, next thing I know man, I am here, man, like holy crap man, this joint is heavy man!

Your mommy, thats heavy man, whats your name, man! Baby Jessi, man! Cool man!

But they don't call me, Baby Jessi man though, they call me, "Bone head," man!
Man, man thats deep!
Man!
Year man, thats what I was saying to my self, man!
Whats your name, man!

Me?

I am Crooked Baby, man!

Thats a cool nick name, man!

Thanks man!

So whats up man?

I am running away, man !

From who man?
Some crazy dude man, who thinks I am a dog, man!

Holy crap man, thats weird!
Year man, thats what I was thinking too, man! Thats what I was saying to my self, man!
Dude, this dude is like nuts, man!
I can't understand the dude?
Whats his name, man?
Rodney, man! A little tiny dude!
Holy crap man!
You know who he is man?
Thats the people who own this hood, thats their son, man!
WOW, like year, man!
All of a sudden, there came a loud scream filling the room, it was loud, it went : iah hock hock hock
ah hock hock hockkkYAAA eeeeiii YA! ah hock hock hockkklike ya !
Holy crap, whats that? What the hell is that, asked Baby Jessi scared, his eyes popping out his head like pool hall sticks, and wiggling up and down like white tennis balls, as he spun his head around ?
Ghosts man, this hood is chock full ghost. It's a haunted place man!
If you want to live its time to run, baby, see you later, said, Crooked Baby puffing on a joint, anxious and frightened, as he flew flying down the hall like a bat out hell, leaving Baby Jessi all alone!
Ha, ha, ha, BONE Head Bone Head, called a voice suddenly!
Where are you? Bone head, ha, ha, ha, look over here, Bone Head, heh heh! Ha ha, ha! Baby Jessi, looked over to his left. And on the floor, he saw a black thing! It shook! It trembled! It shook again! Began to vibrated and the sounds it made were low, but steady frequency, oscillating a sound ball! Bone Head, a voice called to him, look over here, said the voice, and baby jessi looked over to where the voice was coming from on his right. He hears a crunching scraping sounds, coming from the black thing on the floor, and starts, it starts it started, it started to change right in front of his eyes!
It was changing, pieces of its squarish parts came up and down in it, then the black things, it got parts got, more parts to it and, it got shiny, it started to shine, it got a saturated glow, it glowed brighter!
Bone Head, said a voice coming from above him, and he looked up and as he looked at the ceiling, and there on the ceiling he saw his shadow, ha,ha, ha! Hello Bone head, then the light from the shiny black thing jumped on him and went inside his neck, OW OH MY GOD, GET OFF, OW HELPNOooo! Ow, oh OMG ow [ BLEEP ] OMG [ bleep ] and then, BABY JESSI, was really scared, cause he could feel, feel, feel something in his own neck. And it wasn't his!

Ha, ha,ha, came the laughter from behind him, and he went to look, to turn his head to see, cause he be, scared rarer, was he, he scared yes, but he felt something, hurting his neck when he went to turn it, he had a bump on his neck, ha, ha, ha! A BUMP ON HIS NECK GETTING BIGGER! Then heard he did more the laughter chatter matter coming from the floor, once more, he went to look down and as he did the bump on the left side of his neck got bigger, OG, Ish help Me mommy! But there was no mommy to help the little child in the wild depths of deep fractal well hell zigum fel nell time zone inside the julia set black zone!
Baby Jessi was on his own, alone, ha, ha, ha! Where is you? [ BLEEP ] OH OH Baby Jessi red, said backing out quickly out of the fractal room into another, but the other was the same as before more. He wound up standing duplicative-ly inside the a room in inner outer and then ha, ha! Some laughter, some more sinister laughter, and as it, this thing from the nors, outer laughter, the thing, this thing on his neck started to grow, ha, ha, ha! It got bigger, ha, ha, ha! It got bigger still, now little Baby Jessi head, had two heads. One a human head and, and, and one was a, an elephant head from the jewelry, Julia Set and the nose on the Julia Set took its nose, and closed the eyes of Baby Jessi shut!
So he couldn't see! He was blinded! He took away the long slimy elephant trunk from over his eyes, and to his surprise, felt it, its hot! And being just a baby, unable to understand, what was all this was about and why this was happening to him, who knows, and how, he succumbed to the might of his fears, fell down on his knees in tears, cover his two heads with his hands and cried out of his mouth he screamed, screamed like there was no tomorrow, out loud in anguish in fractal lands of death, Help! helpppp!
M O M M Y!

Oh dear, oh dear, child why, oh what happen dear child, why are you crying said a nice old lady who appeared out of nowhere, and the instant she spoke, the other elephant head, broke and disappeared quickly as if, as if it feared her her? She was about 6 feet tall, perhaps a hundred sixty pounds, and despite her age walked quickly.

Her look was soft an gentle, her face laced with timeline wrinkles. One for each memory, and she had many, by the wrinkles on her, so many lines, so many years in time.

It is said, a tree, when a tree is cut down, it has many rings inside its trunk, and by the rings you can tell, not just the age of the tree, but when there was plentiful water, food, good warm weather, and when there was not, and her face was like that a map, revealing journeys in and through myriads of years she had walked the earth!

She was very old indeed. Her main in youth was shiny straight and long haired, but, her floor length straggly hair is now grey and rough, and she has less of it, and what hair she has left, has a faint but discernible tint of yellowing in it! One lock she has pinned-into a bun with fake diamond jewelry pin, thats old from a long time gone!

She looked at baby Jessi with brite old wise eyes. They had not lost their spark, and through them, you could see she had seen and gone through, an over-whelming amount of suffering in her life time. And with time, the weight of those memories, made her back stoop over.

She was nice though, thought Baby Jessi, on seeing her. She had a warm, kindly mother manner to her, someone you could trust!

Her nose was sagging, and had tiny grey white hairs growing on its outer edges, but other wise, her head was distinguished, and although her neck was stiff, when she turned to look down at him, she nevertheless seemed quite graceful.

She cracked a terse friendly smile at him, with her thin lips.
She wore a pink baggy pink sweater, tossed over loosely on her shoulders, on top of a black and white thin pin striped dress, with baggy spaces in its bottom, as though she was sitting down a long time in it, and it got wrinkled. Her pink wide belt, too large, draped loose around her waist in curve, her stockings, rolled down around her thin angles mismatching, and her dirty white shoes with on holes on her feet were flat. Despite all that, the old lady was sweet! She appeared to be the type of person, who would give you their shirt off their back to help you!

She bent down and picked up Baby Jessi in her arms, and carried him over to her bedroom, and placed him on her bed, and sat down next to him consoling the traumatized little boy, who crying profusely! There, there, whats the matter the old woman asks him gently.

Baby Jessi cried, and cried, Boo hoo, boo Hooo ahhhhh cried baby Jessi, I am lost and I can't get back home.

Ah, oh that is terrible! Well how did you get here, dear, and where did you come from honey, she asked the crying little child! She was a short stout lady, in her hundreds, her long grey hair, that was so long it dragged on the floor like a white wedding dress. She wore glasses, that were thick, and heavy as bricks!

Apparently she was from another old time, because today people have GPT : Genome Predictive technologies, featuring faster than time nano, surgeries to fix eye problems and her face was a little like what the Queen Elisabeth of England looked like, in her latter years before her passing. Her face had a sweet gently look to her, and her voice was warm and soft to the ear. a gentile cool perfume wiff was about her person in the air! Baby Jessi, felt better now that she was here! And he said my name Baby Jessi, but I am lost. I am so scared and hungry. Aw, what a shame, we'll I see if I can fix you up something to eat, and no need to be scared now that I am here, and she smiled at him, and Baby Jessi smiled back! She said softly, You know it's been along time since I have had a little boy up here in my bed. It's been a long time, indeed she said, running her fingers through Baby Jessi big bushy wavy hair.

There, there, don't cry, tell me what happened, she asked him?

I was running from some people that put a dog chain around my neck and called me a dog, said, Baby Jessi, as he wept a little more, and just the mere thought of it brought big tears to his eyes!

Aw, thats ashamed said the lady, Don't cry, don't cry, now, everything is going to be alright! She said to him sorrowfully!

Year, said Baby Jessi!

What is your name asked Baby Jessi?
Me, Oh, well my name is Miss Grahams, of the Grahams family, from the Fractal Graham Crackers of The Rhine Lands! Have ever had a Graham cracker, she asked smiling? Thats cookies? Yes, replied Miss graham! I'll get you some with crackers and milk in a little while! Anyway what was I saying? Oh, yes, we heard about this Fractalally constructed home, and moved in years ago, its haunted.

What does haunted mean asked Baby Jessi, curious!

Well, it means that dead people live here.
Aw, thats not good, aren't you scared asked Baby Jessi?

Oh no, we all good friends, we get along fine, the problem is this home was made by an Architect, who was studying the Dark Arts of the Unknown Fractals battles, and he penetrated a Time Dilation zone!

Baby Jessi looked up into the miss Grahams face, and into her eyes. He didn't know what she was talking to him about, but he trusted her!
The spectacles, she was wearing reminded him of old story books his daddy use to read bedtime stories with, and he remembered he saw there were people who wore glasses on their noses so they could see.

But that was, that was a long, long time ago, so he asked why do you wear them?
Why to see, its a habit, I've been wearing glasses for centuries! Its from my time!

Oh, said Baby Jessi, then he asked her what did you means about the arch vet ?
Oh you mean the Architect, she said, the lady realizing that the little boy couldn't pronounce the word good, and had no clue of it's meaning!
Well, she said smiling kindly, The Architect is a person who designs buildings!

He's an artist, and like I said he was making this building, and he made it to look like something in the unknown Fractal worlds!

What they call Fractals, but Fractals are not of this world but another, so when you come into this home, here upstairs where you are, things are different!
You come up here, we all changed, and I think thats what happen to you, you ran in to some of folks up here and got a little scared!

Am I right?

Oh, yes, you are so right, said Baby jessi, looking at her earnestly and innocent!

You see child, up here, the people or things in here live in a different sphere, where things are very different then that of the people down stairs, down stairs they think we are strange, don't you think Jessi, she asked him?

Oh yes, gee-pers creepers yes oh yes! Down stairs, to the folks down there, I am a Baby Doggy!

Oh, It's terrible, and not only that. When I try to talk, down stairs all that comes out of my mouth is barks like a dog! I be barking just like a dog, and they want me to eat dog bones!

Oh no, why thats terrible, are you hungry? Yes, I'd love to have a nice white boiled egg, and some ham and cheese on a roll, said Baby Jessi, his eyes bright, with anticipation, that she just might feed him! And the lady smiled and said well. A white boiled egg? Hmmm!
Well, heres one, it's the best I can do for now, and she took off her glasses smiled at him and took an eyeball out and gave it to Baby Jessi to eat.
Here she said smiling,
handing it to him in her hands!

Baby Jessi, looked at the eyeball, couldn't believe it! He screamed help! Mommy! hep! helpppppp hahhhh noooo aahhhahhhaah and jumped off the women's bed shocked. And woman scrammed at him, why, you miserable, ungrateful little brat!

Your take that she said, and she reached into her chest and ripped her heart out and threw the beating heart, hitting Baby Jessi in the head with it, and it stuck to his face and suddenly grew bigger and covered his head with red blood, as he started to run fast as he could to get away, and he screamed as he ran : ahhhhhh help, hep og Oh My God, ahhhhhaccckk asssaahhhhhahaiiiiieeeyyeeaaaoooooo ya!
He ran away with the live bloody heart covering up most of his face.
It seemed to be devouring his head, and making loud heart pumping sounds : Boom a tum Boom! Boom a tum Boom! Boom a tum Boom !

It was getting bigger as he ran, he was getting blinded by the blood and white liquid fluids dripping over his face like thick brown honey, and it smelled awful, suddenly the sun came out side and shined in a ray through the window in the room, he ran through. When the sun hit the heart, it dropped off and fell behind him and stopped, as if it was scared of the sunlight!

He heard footsteps following him, and that only made him run faster with all his might!

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What else could he do?
He did what anyone would. Run! But, this house was no ordinary house, oh no!

It was fraught, with forces yielding the toughest ghosts, and other worldly spirit invasions, attracted by its mysterious sub orbital 0 point time energies, permeating through out its many self similar room spaces aces, intuitively electing effecting time differentialities, from one identical room, to the next!

The difference between one identical room, and the next one you entered, was in the context of the time you entered and outered into the velocity to the next!

That slice of time.

By itself, is minuscule, buts its rhythms syncopatedly with the Space-Time of the Universe!

What happening was, since he was in a Fractal house, that in its self attracted forces, and as he ran nothing changed, only time and the faster he ran the faster time, that time got shorter, and shorter speeding up till it got, Time Syncopated Dilation.

Propelled disproportionately by the driver of his child like subconscious mind, by huge excited bounderlessness extremities of his fears, he was now going into Time Dilation.

In effect escaping, that was his purpose of running away!

The more he ran and faster, the deeper, The Time Dilation.

It was happening. Because he was so young, just a little boy, his mind offered no defense resistance, as he progressed slipping into the reversal time loops of the Fractological Aura energy time regression manifestations transformation.

He was dialing time back! And this was serious, whether he was aware, or able to understand what was occurring or not!

Retrograding back the fractal dark energies, were devolving him back in time. He was getting younger, he was getting lighter, he was getting shorter. he was!

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Now, Oh, wow! Its, now thats things starts to get interesting!

What happens next?

But,
some children reading this next sentence, might find it hard. And might need a parent to explain it. If none are around, just skip it, and go down to section 4! What it basically means is, he is magically going to another time.

He was 5 years old, then three, then one, then running devolving faster, faster and the forces on his body were undergoing de-engineering restructurizations rapidly into special relavisticality, where everything on and inside his body is normally bio moving, but nanotized into translation energy bolt cup, but everything in its molecularity appears to be moving faster, faster and faster collapses in a pin head of light. It enters a magnetized irritable irresistible graviton well toward the mass of the sun forming an orbit,

built in to the mind gears, inherent in its make up for measuring and maintaining self orientation, using the fractalogic bases emergent principles of angular momentum, thus co-con-formality curve seeking apex eminent velocity release, and its self regulatory modulating controls the trajectory curves back down, reaching now, blazing speeds breaching chaotic structural deconstruction, as it turned in to specialized degree essences energy!

Time dilation is combinatorially caused by gravitation and modulating velocities, un-hampering boundaries albeit uniform motion influenced, but, if you do a insertion of mind over matter, changes the dynamics of the assets attributes equations balanced properties, relegating it to a higher levels, involving the energy of thought!

Whats happens in transformation, is the mind to self preserve it self, from the ravages of destabilizing influences intensification of white thermo heat temperatures,
shut off in this set of time horizons zones, shut off, but not before it burns hard wired impulses to, self designate, at some point coordinated heat sensitivity to re-initiate, re evolve, regenerate in an altered state and revert exert bio rehabilitation of the body back to normalcy. Then the last noted thought, was articulated, gets translated in essences of energy.
But, the essence of that thought gets transmuted, translated into an impulse, synthesizing in elementary idea mini idea-imprint-mentalitymindcinsruckslabs composites, as in this case, it was the last thoughts of the boy, desire to escape, and so as it enters the intervals on the order of defined temporal coordinated deriving velocities, in their own frame of reference, emerging from their own state of motion in time, with that primordial initiative directive fixed in place, the boy streaks through to a time back, back, to where, known knows knowns are not what you think they are, but abusive elusive conducive to outer regions, of the little child's, sub conscious substrates dibonge regions levels of mini time prefatory event realities!
But, stato starlashing powers of the forces of space time, attempt to steer him away from the vagaries of chance, especially those of destruction, into an environmental pocket conducive to his survival and his essences modalities of decorum. What happens next, oh my, can you imagine? Imagining? Good!
How its done? How its done under the sun? The 0 take off event horizon is a flash, like a flash of sustained bright light shining in your eyes! You need the suns magnetism gravitation pull, to harness the indispensable myriad abstract bio properties essences, to catapult it on its trajectory from reality one to imagined reality two, to manifest it to become true! And this you do, by the determined power of your mind power true! To give you an idea, of the emotional overwhelming gloriousness of the experience that takes over and inundates your mind, imagine it's a bright day, you intensionally look at the sun. But this day, the sun you choose, must be very, very bright, and you must look into it, and you will sense the powers that be in you, make you want to turn away, to cover your eyes from the god powers of the forces of light. But this experiment, you will not, you will resist, and by doing so, you'll feel palpable visual translatable fight, between your eyes, your body, and mind to keep the focus steady, knowing you are about to be breaking a hard wired fractal law, of self preservation! Well, that sensation, the betwixting discomfort of knowing you are playing with the raw brutal dangerous forces of the universes, that sensation, of being in tune that could cause your doom, these forces fighting in you to turn or close your eyes, these powerful, powerful primal instinct reflect animalistical, overwhelming forces is what is predominantly occurring in the flash.

Yes, one atom bombs light is powerful, but when compared to the sun, it is an extremely tiny frozen piece of cold ice!

Thats what happens when you time dilate, you realize the power, the brite warm energy coming from a sunlike force, causes degrees colors, measures the absolute spectral radiance (intensity) and absolutely beautiful irradiance of a mightiest of light sources, especially the color from its clandestine acquisition to output. It is there, in this space, one witnesses that special human likable color of orange fully illuminated powerfully! Impresses upon thee it's glory! Yes!
Its, color vary to deep deep lush orange, to brite whitish orange pink glows, with hot white super intense radiance, so glamourous it sets the eye and mind, to go hurry off, to ponder in wonder in rainbow like glory and magnificence! Oh light, oh light! thou are might!

And, its that specific hot white brite pink orange variation, that is so attractive to females! It is burned into their psychic! They from birth their gene code is extra-sensitive to it, and are in love with it, and overwhelmingly biased toward it, and can't explain why? So many of their color choices must be endowed with its pinkish harmonic charms : flowers must be none other than pink or red, color my clothes pink please as they are set to sink in the love color as I pursue my suitor, their lips pink set to please, and flatter and ingratiate, both their male prospects and themselves, under clothes of course, nails, accessories, luxuries hoseries!

It is a primordial light compulsive behavior dis order bordering on an attraction dressed in a lunacy! Whose cause is unknown to them, caused by the light. the light and its might! Males lark, get the dark compliment color biases, and revel in them, relegated to the shadows of dark forces, and confusion, dare-devilness, brute-ness, thickheadedness, violence is their, " pink behavior compulsive dis order!" Impaired? Yes, but its natures fractal law! All this from the flash in the light! Is it no wonder we suggest, beware of the light, right? Yes, in here so much can happen.

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What happens next?

He in a flash gets younger and younger and turns into a zooming speeding ball of tiny energy, zapping through sap and time flying free, and slowly he is beginning to pass through the other-side of the window of time, and slows, slows down, this light, and slower, slower turning into thought frequency vibrating, from faster to slower and lands on a spot like a dime in time! The temperatures cools, cooler triggering his minds re-syncopation, triggering initiation of his bodies evolution reverting back to normalcy, but only to witness the light fading and giving way to a new world! A newness coming out like the heavy fog lifting, so one can see the new landscapes composed of the jungles trees located in a time before when, the only thing man had, was the bare prehistoric basics! This time, he enters is some two million years ago. He is here.
He is in a spot in here. He is standing on a spot in here, this new world here. His spot here is the same spot he inhabited in modern times, only this is not modern times anymore. Its prehistory times, he has dialed himself back to.
Now in this different time, he is occupying the same spot, but everything around him, the air, the sun, the land, the man, has changed. And these changes in here in this time, this pre-historic ancient times, he will have to learn to live with and accept, and pivot he, change to be, or else, he will not be. In his past life to see war, to see wild animals fight and kill or be killed, it was just entertainment, just turn on his ipad, and youtube it.

But, now he is living in the midst of it. Everything here want to eat him, oh how scary? How very scary this here place is, he has dialed himself into!
Baby Jessi becomes conscious again, to find himself in a time when man was evolving from caveman and struggling to survive from one hour to the next. When giant creatures predators hunted him down, for breakfast, lunch, and dinner! He was in the light, then the dark, and appeared out of nowhere in a thick dark jungles of Hvimvocknuffva, and it was a heady experience, that was fraught with danger and was daunting for anyone, much less a young boy of five years old.

But he wasn't just any ordinary child. He was very intelligent for his age, and had an inheritance of bountiful wise minded programmer style genes, to help him, and he would need all of this and more! He would need all the help he could get, because first off, he came into this world wearing the scars of the last.

That evil heart, the old woman had thrown on him, had given him a bad skin rash, of some kind of outbreak of freckles, on his head, ears and face!

But, as if that was not bad enough, passing through the light spectrums in reverting back to himself, the normal color of freckles are usually brown, but his were brownish green, and all the colors in between.

And, this fact, he didn't know about at first till, he met up with a wild tribesmen, who called the jungle of Hvimvocknuffva home, and at first they were weary of him, but being that he posed them no harm, that let him stay on as a curiosity instead of eating him.

But, although the elders allowed him to enter the tribe, the kids, his age were cruel and taunted him about his looks, and especially his accent, brown bushy hair, and the green freckles on his face, making his life extra miserable! Oh, poor Baby Jessi, he was so alone, so very alone, in a crowd of prehistoric people! The name of this tribe, who adopted him was the Oliocoshimbas tribe!

When he first landed and woke up he found himself in the dark thick jungle, under huge big leafy bush. It was hot, humid, and the first thing he saw was insects, big cockroaches that were gigantic! Now you must understand way back in the time, 2 million years ago on earth,

cockroaches where huge things.

Some reached a 3" or 4" or more in length,

And he found a dead one. And he noticed, these cockroaches were the zebra stripes ones, with long white markings on their jet black bodies, and the tribesmen, called them Pussavfoos, which was the name of a enemy tribe, near by they did not like! Its surface is hard, and in prehistoric times they had an gigantic wings span expanding over 6 inches wide, and it whistled loudly, when they beat their wings flying through the air and when came flying down at full speed, and flew by your head it was terrifying!

Now the Pussavfoos roaches, the zebra colored cockroaches originated on the Holy Mountain, or what they call," Jectavaton." See its here in modern times it was small, but in the times that Baby Jessi was in, in that time they were really gigantic!

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It was scary but wondrous! He looked down, and one ray of sunlight burst through the jungle canopy, and shined a ray of light on the fresh bare damp brown earth, and he bent over to look close, so to see and to look at it closer, he positioned himself, bending down with his knees pointing to the sky, and his buttocks leaning on his legs back ankles, and his head between his knees, and looked down wide eyed and terribly curious on the dirt in front of him.
And what Baby Jessi, saw were lots and lots of centipedes!

One big one, was a foot long and right behind it, was a smaller one, probably the girlfriend or mother or what ever. And behind them, little ones that looked whitish and translucent, with their little tiny antennas waving this way and that, smelling the air wondering whose there? No doubt smelling Baby jessi presence, but not giving a dam, cause the ground was damp wet from a recent jungle rain, and food was in plain site for them and littered the ground for them too! The little ones following momma and papa! A family, moving marvelously, oh what mystery? Now enthralled Baby Jessi just kept watching, bemused.

The ray of light shifted, as a breeze blew, and it suddenly got shady. He hears a million birds too, and something saying Koo coo. The jungle floor had huge green mounds of moss, looking good enough to eat, but Baby Jessi thought that idea wouldn't be neat!

He saw little green buds of growing plants sticking up, out of the dirt, wanting to grow up, everything thing here wild alive, it was amazing here. The sounds the jungle made, it wanted to sing, be alive and crave!

Another insect that he saw all around him, were giant green slugs! Hundreds of them, allover the trunk of the dark brown, green vined laced hard barked trees! They left a sticky slimy bluish trail as the trundled along upwards.

One fell on him and it got in his hair! Oh O! Ogh! [ BLEEP! ] He got scared and he threw it away, and was just so scared of it! He didn't know what these bugs were, or whether they could bite him. He looked down, and he saw ants crawling over his bare feet, and they didn't tickle but stung!
They ran quickly in between his toes, and he jump up, to get away from them, and bumped his head on the branch over his head. He walked away backwards and bumped in to another tree trunk with strange bugs on it too!

There seemed this place had millions of crawly things, in ever color and description, for a child it was a wonderland and a time of exploration, even though he was scared!

Now, in this place was fling things like giant mosquitoes, were so big, he would have to kick them away, they were so big.
And he didn't know where he was, but he listened to the sounds the Jungle made, and it was beautiful! It was full of life!

And it was full of so many sounds, the insects were moving rustling leaves, and rubbing their legs ot make signals, the giant birds were yelling, not chirping, and ants were scratching, birdlike things were cooing and flying! It was like sunset circus in the zoo! He saw a butterfly that was ten times as big as the butterfly he met in the fractal house, the Crooked Baby, butterfly with one eye!

This big blue winged butterfly was so much bigger! With wings about a foot or more longer, thought Baby Jessi, as he marveled at all these wonderful creatures under the jungle sky!
Oh, how the innocence and naivety of a child's mind, can see glory of the big green jungle, when others might only see it dominated by doom!

But, all of a sudden he heard sounds of voices and it was people in the jungle, to his surprise! He heard people running across on the floor of the jungle, which was covered with dried out leaves, that crackle when walk on them! The dry leaves once they had fallen and walked on, gave away the fact that the footsteps were coming his way, and he instinctively hid himself, so, whoever or what ever was coming, they wouldn't see him. But they came closer to where he was, as if they knew he was there. Little did he know that when you grow up and live in the jungle, you develop abilities to sense the changes in the current of the air in your surroundings and the Oders that rise with them their!

He peeked out at them. They were browned skinned and tanned dark orange by the hot sun, like indians, and had long hair that almost touched the ground, they moved quick as light and were hairy all over their bodies, they wore no clothes, except yellow black spotted animal skins, with the head of the animal dangling from it, draped around the mid sections, and had and arsenal of extremely long lightweight green colored spears made out of wooden bamboo shoots, that were perhaps sixteen feet long. These long poles were used to keep away flying beasts in the air, from coming down, and grabbing you, and taking you away, but he was clueless about that at that time!
They had white cord necklaces of big teeth and earrings of brite blue shells, and cockroach wings decorated the hair, and some had a long pointy hood masks over their heads, it was painted black, and looked like it was made of what looked insect body parts, probably that what, resembled giant grasshoppers legs! They looked vicious and totally barbaric!

It was a dangerous moment, the markings on their bodies was in a white powers that looked like white dust painted on, with some kind of paint or glue or something.

They had their ears pieced with curved white tusks and a number of them had gruesome masks on their heads with long teeth in it sticking up like a porcupine! The large red "J " shaped, tubelike masks, with holes in it, had cut out sections, where eyes could pier out. And all in all they made a ghastly frightening sight, and Baby Jessy, held his breath. It was too close for comfort. The question he asked himself in a flash was, should he make a run for it, or should he stay? What were he chances of getting away?

He noticed they looked plenty different than the people back home, they sported bodies with extra large shoulders and arms, like foot ballplayers, but, no fake shoulder pads, no, not these guys, those were real big muscles!

They spoke to each other, but Baby Jessi couldn't understand. He heard sounds like that of squealing, but didn't know what it meant!

He thought they were so different than him, but as he stood behind the tree trembling, he looked down his body, spotted his arms, and it was dark skin too like them. And it was hairy, and it was at that moment, he really got the shock of his life, when he realized he looked like them.
He was somehow, was one of them, one of their kind, he was horrified, terrified, and extremely confused!

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Stories inspired by his work ; entitled " Mandelbox In The Water " rendered and created by Master Buddhi in the year 2011 on Earth!

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BAD PERSONALITIES

MISS LOVEKILLJOY DEAF

CHAPTER 4

She comes out of the gate on a tear! Watch-out, if your name is on her black list! She doesn't always rely of her anonymous employers either. She's capacity self reliant, so she wisely and gingerly takes the initiative to watch her back, by being proactive against being stabbed in the back, by the same unscrupulous black market people, who are just as devious, like her self. That is why she says " Tomorrow, there is no tomorrow, only today and she acts that way! She has a plan A, B,C, and D. D is a special plan, D is for Demon, " Catch Me If You Can." Policy, it gets geeky complex, part of her female personality, but quality of obsessive compulsive disorder, model is a bigger issue, but revenge pops open, when someone foolishly dares try to betray this Mad Miss LoveKillJoy!

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RING, RING, we hear a phone ringing, Miss Love picks up a pink old style Google glasses version update, and paces them on head to answer the phone, and in a slow feminine smooth as silk voice answers the phone and says, sexy breathy, hello? As the other voice on the line, a man with a loud, kind of grossed, gravely voice, like that old famous, Afro-american trumpet player, Sacha mo Armstrong, answers and says : Hello? Hello, hi, hi there young lady. Miss LovekillJoy, asks, this is Nicky? Yes, sugar, girl! It's me, Nicky! Oh, hi Nicky, baby! How's things? Positively, now that I am talking with you every thing is neat treat, and kind of dynamic, taking advantage of being in love with you that is to say! Oh Nicky, what a sweet, sweet thing to say! Same here, dear, look, where you at? Oh, a car is driving me to the airport! Be, um, um, oh, well lets, say maybe, 15 minutes, most 25, to be with you to raise cain, soon, honey sugar! What color is my day? Honey, as long as your color is L O V E., the same as mine! We are going to have one hell of a good afternoon. And oh gosh, can you look out side, the sun will start to go down, and it will setting! I love sunsets, the chopper ride is going to be one beautiful timeless experience! I can't wait!
I believe you, and say, what do you say about last night, honey? Hey we had fun, sugar! I'll say, last night right, hmmmm boy, was so, so good! Yep! It was so different, for me, I don't get out that much, especially to go to DJ party in-house clubs too often! Honestly, it's been years, said Nicky with his gravely voice slowing down, demonstrably, denoting the revelation that he was ashamed of that true fact, but considering his time consuming and demanding scientific work, any way he, quickly got over it,
and continued, and bounced back smiling, with a spritely sounding reply saying, " Its was well, different for me." Did you believe it, how cool it was, or how much fun Nicky? The DJ was making you feel like you were in a different place, like heaven, a heaven inside of you, especially when MC, spark T, looped the Whitney Tracks, OMG! Thats party barcardi! Was that cool, or what? Yes, honey it was nice sugar, I kind of like being with you alone best, afterwards! Oh sweetie, thanks, I enjoyed your company, Nicky, you know what I mean, it rocked being with you too! Look I got 5:26 pm, when you gonna catch up to me, Nicky? Well, the driver is pulling into the airstrip now, perhaps ten minutes, sugar. Cool! I'll wait. I am in front of the chopper on runway 42, at the light blue footing! Sure honey-sugar! See you then! So long sweaty, Kiss, Kiss! See ya! Click, Miss loveKilljoy hangs up, the line goes dead. Miss love, casually sits, with all her bags, and looking around out through her wide rimmed black, hollywoodish sunglasses, every much a drama queen, as her
African, chauffeur, Mr. Dahac, drives her down to the heliport, he gets out and walks around the big black limousine, to her side door and opens it for her, she daintily steps out, scans the environment, giving it a once over, her hair and her scarf blowing up in the brisk afternoons wind.
She focuses ahead, and abruptly proceeds straight to the office reception kiosk, over which there is this big sign," Himmel Hubschrauber !" She goes into the glassed walled office, and a receptionist, Miss Conciliare, greets her, and nods her head. Miss Conciliare, sits quietly at a long mahogany desk along side a bunch of advertisements, and on the wall, behind her, an mural of a helicopter! Miss Conciliare, she's dressed in a brite sky blue office attire! The office is decorated with an airy, wispy pale blue tones, that makes both of them stand right out, as prosaic music is barely audible! And everything looks spanking new too, both she and the receptionists acknowledge each other, smiling politely!

Miss Love, walks over closer to the pretty brunette, blued eyed receptionist, who's around nineteenth'ish, and is thin as a dime, and wearing a tiny bright gold german insignia on her lapel, and assuming, the girl is a native German speaker, addresses her, smiling broadly, saying, Hallo, brauche ich etwas Hilfe, ich habe ein Helikopter-Rundflug für 17:00 heute Nachmittag. Mein Name ist auf der Liste, mein Name is Miss Love!
Oh I am sorry, I don't speak it, my German is really bad, I am sorry. I am just filling in for the regular receptionist, who works this desk, this afternoon, she speaks it, but she took a sick day, sorry. Miss Love stares at her curiously listening , then says, "Oh Sorry, my fault, I thought, um, um er, OK, what I Need to know is, if my flight arrangements are set for 5 pm, thats why I arrived early. My name is Miss LoveKillJoy Deaf. I am supposed to meet up with someone."

" Yes, of course, let me see madame, do be kind enough to give me a moment will you ? Thank you kindly, you Miss ? Whats your name again ?", asked the receptionist, checking the computer screen flashing in front of her. " Miss Love, Miss LoveKillJoy Deaf," replied Miss Love cordially. The receptionist replies " Oh yes," she picks up the clip board and scrolls her finger down the list till she sees her name. " Ah yes, got you. Could you be kind of enough madame, to allow me to see your ID ?", she asks politely. " ID, " asked Miss Love? " Sure," Miss Love reaches into her, bag, slides her hand into an thin hidden compartment marked, ' Blue Honey Due.' and pulls out a passport, with which, the receptionist reaches over and takes it opens it, checks it over carefully, looking at her colored picture, then satisfied, hands it back to her. Suddenly, a young guy comes in the door, thats looks like a Puerto Rican American, strolls over and bows his head slightly, takes off his cap, showing respect to her, and pulls out of a dark maroon messenger bag a letter and holds it out to her and says: " Hola, Senora LoveKillJoy, mi nombre es Angelo. Disculpe que esto es para TI," says the man holding out a small white envelope. She turns long and stares at him, and then politely smiles, then hesitantly takes it and asks, what this, this for me? Sí Señora, the man shaking his head up and down, replies smiling kind of, and turns and quietly walks out.

"What is it ? " thought, Miss Love to her self? Snail Mail? Curious, I wonder why? What the hell could this be, she asks her self? Miss Love reads quickly the name on the letter, it's turns out to be her secret boyfriend, Cartoco Antonio, she recognizes his hand writing, funny thing is he knows better to write a hand written letter, Poor boy, he loves me, fool!
I told the fellow, no electronic communications, so, he won't text or call me while I am on this special job, but, the dear man, he still wants to tell me, he loves me or something like that, but I better not open it now. She wants to, however, she dismisses it, she'll deal with it later. She doesn't want her new scientist boy friend want to be, to walk in and catch her reading it! Shes got work to do. Timing is every thing in her line of work! She can read it later alone, she thought, to herself! But nevertheless the fact that it was marked," urgent, open up now," is of concern but, just then her new scientist boy friend chauffeurs drives up and out pops Nicky, all smiles waving! She crushes the letter up, without opening, and slides it back into the secret compartment in her bag! To be opened at a more opportune time, but, this is not the time !
" Sugar wow, you look great, don't know what you're doing, but keep it up," exclaimed Nicky bursting into a big enthusiastic smile on seeing her! Say is every thing set ?" asks Nicky semi serious. Um, um er, year, say, don't know, I was just going through the processing when you arrived, she replies smiling up at him. OK, I'll take care of it, he says. He puts down his brief case and turns , looking back at the receptionist, and says, Miss, asks Nicky, does the cost include a full tank of gas, or is it apart? Everything has been taken care of, by a caller named Smoothicas, said the clerk. "wow," said Miss Love, sounding surprised! He's a good friend of yours? Oh, yes, thats right, thats very nice of him, Nicky replied, " Whose he ? " It's a guy named Mr, smoothies, he's a sponsor of mine, my work. He's not only a scientific admirer, but a important investor, so thats good, I mentioned it to him, that I was coming here. OK, then I'll pay for whatever left of the bill, said Nicky proudly. "No need," replied the receptionist smiling, and bowing slightly, Mr. Soomthicas said the tabs on him, You just go and have a good time Mr. Nickels!
" Thank you, Well, great! I'll say, well than, up, up and away," said Nicky proudly, his blue eyes beaming at her, so it was a harsh surprise for him ego wise, when she told him. But, sorry not in that, said Miss love despairingly, pointing at the helicopter his friend just paid out for him to ride in. It turns out to be, a small light bodied yellow GUIMBAL Capri G2, appropriate but it's only a two seater with little room to spare.
" I have my means too, surprise I have my own girly transportation, Nicky, right over there, she said pointing behind her. " Surprise! " She laughted, tossing her head back and stroking her long hair, saying, " look big girl toys, for the fast girls life in Dubai. I flew it around there for my birthday last year, in this, its all mine I am an, lady avionics hip baby," she said smiling proudly and tossing her head back and runs her fingers through his hair, plants a kiss on his face and glances over her back, and she takes off her head scarf, and flings the blue silk scarf in the air over her left shoulder, pointing to her spanking new brite gold and white EC 135 Eurocopter sitting proudly, on the concrete apron of the airport, some 200 feet back behind them! "WOW, oh WOW," exclaims Nicky, shocked to see it! " Its so big, and beautiful, this is yours",he ask her unbelievingly? But, then he said stupidly " But this one is for free!"
pointing to the other ship, without thinking, which for a scientist of his caliber, was a big fo pas, and made him look and feel bad, and silly, as he realized what he just said was foolish! He quickly placed both his hands on top of his head, as if to say, " wo, oh, oh wo is me, stupid fellow," and peeked out at her, hoping she wouldn't take it the wrong way! Luckily, she didn't! She understood his confusion and that it was a sudden surprise and he misspoke, brushed the comment aside. She looked up at him, smirking, then laughing, as their eyes locked and as she press her self up against his body tenderly. She Kisses him on the nose and cheek, on the lips hard, open mouth, good. She wipes his hair out of his face and grabs his hand in hers, swings it against her mid section were her privates are and whispers in his ears, " and so is this!" His eyes lights up as he feels her big warm bosom crush in to his chest and says," touche madame! " and he bows slightly like a gentleman and swings out his arm for her to pass in the direction of her airship! The EC135 Chopper, stood out in the summer sunlight like a star, the rays of sun reflecting on it made it look more like a fantasy, rather than something real. But it was real and they were happy and were going to have the time of their life! The ship was indeed a master piece well crafted and full of pizzaz! The EC 135 was one of the highest on the list, when it comes to comfort, luxury and design and was created by the collaboration of Eurocopter and Hermès and was Russian built. It's focussed was on super speed and sported a host of amenities and unmentionables, and since this craft belong to Miss Love, you can bet it was full of an arsenal of custom surprises and was a hidden progenitor of accelerated goodies used in her secret profession, too!
The couple hugged, kissed and then casually walked , arm and arm around each other, out towards the beautiful waiting ship. In the distance an handsome attendant, a dark skinned man, decked out in a yellow and white golfing outfit, wearing black sunglasses and sporting a reddish fuzzy beard, was guarding the ship and standing at it door entrance like a bouncer. And Miss Love, asked the attendant politely, Guten Morgen ist es bereit, sie sagte zu ihm: guarding her craft if it was ready? The guy, nodded smiled, and held open the door so they could mount. Once aboard, she dismissed him by waving her hand for him to step aside, he obeyed, rushed away and turned, waved back at them, and smiled and walked off. Gute Reise!

[ 8-11 ]

Once inside the big chopper, the pair happily took quickly advantages of their new found privacy, Miss Love, spun around clapping her hands, setting the on board music mood mode actuation device, for the music, to automatically come on and fill the cabin with romantic music, setting the mood for love!
Then she clapped again, and the automatic gold colored curtains, on cue dutifully drew to a close, and shutting tightly, a rich mellow shadowy soft golden light, now filled the lively cabin!
The love birds, happy at last were alone now, finally embraced! Nicky, smiling like a little boy in a candy store, appeared to be anything but scientific, more like horny-rific, the way he was gobbling her up like sugar and hugged up her with so much passion!
So, babe, you want some of me, whispered Miss Love, the dainty lady, now looking like a luscious titbit candy now to him, in the heat of the moment, as he wrapped her tight, sweeping her up off the floor in his arms with all his might, in a dramatic fashion, waiting, uncontrollably waiting!

Sure enough, you know it, he replied murmuring, and staring deep into her spiraling blue black eyes, panting inside of himself in anticipation, as she smiles knowing the answer, fixating out of his mind as he hugged her taught!
Miss Love, lets Love? Said Nicky, removing all pretense, now, as it was the man thing going down in him inextricably! Miss love was so sexy she, if anyone could extract exorbitant sexual heat out of any man or beast by just being present, being close to them, it was her, she looked just that good! She touched him!

Miss Love was his insane desires wires, but, what?
Out thin air, then out of the blue, what did she say and want to do? She, the lovely playing docile, threw a curve ball, he didn't see coming, when she suddenly made a strange request and whispered, OK! But, guess what? What, asked Nicky totally puzzled and surprised! Shaking his head in bewilderment, his body trembling with desire, as he thought to him self, and said what now?


I am shy, she said, No? Yes! Baby, this girl loves to do the wild thing with the lights out in a pitch black room, But this room got to much light in it. So I don't want you to see me, unless you cover up your eyes, just a girly thing of mine I do. I hide my self till I am married.. What, retorted Nicky shocked? Nicky, who now, could hardly think straight as his manliness came up where his brain should be? What, you got to be kidding?
"Calm now, Nick, Nicky nocky," you gone be alright baby, she said softly, kissing his forehead and pushing her big chest up to his face, relax everything is fine!
Miss Love smiled a real sexy smile and said, I only let a man see me, if he is my husband not before, like I said, it's kind of a girly thing of mind, so if want it, put these on and you'll get it but you won't see it, Ok, Nicky?
Black sunglasses? Black sunglasses, year, but these were no ordinary sunglasses, these were a version of the latest google glasses!

Once inside the big chopper, the pair happily took quickly advantages of their new found privacy, Miss Love, spun around clapping her hands, setting the on board music mood mode actuation device, for the music, to automatically come on and fill the cabin with romantic music, setting the mood for love!
Then she clapped again, and the automatic gold colored curtains, on cue dutifully drew to a close, and shutting tightly, a rich mellow shadowy soft golden light, now filled the lively cabin!
The love birds, happy at last were alone now, finally embraced! Nicky, smiling like a little boy in a candy store, appeared to be anything but scientific, more like horny-rific, the way he was gobbling her up like sugar and hugged up her with so much passion!
So, babe, you want some of me, whispered Miss Love, the dainty lady, now looking like a luscious titbit candy now to him, in the heat of the moment, as he wrapped her tight, sweeping her up off the floor in his arms with all his might, in a dramatic fashion, waiting, uncontrollably waiting!

Sure enough, you know it, he replied murmuring, and staring deep into her spiraling blue black eyes, panting inside of himself in anticipation, as she smiles knowing the answer, fixating out of his mind as he hugged her taught!
Miss Love, lets Love? Said Nicky, removing all pretense, now, as it was the man thing going down in him inextricably! Miss love was so sexy she, if anyone could extract exorbitant sexual heat out of any man or beast by just being present, being close to them, it was her, she looked just that good! She touched him!

Miss Love was his insane desires wires, but, what?
Out thin air, then out of the blue, what did she say and want to do? She, the lovely playing docile, threw a curve ball, he didn't see coming, when she suddenly made a strange request and whispered, OK! But, guess what? What, asked Nicky totally puzzled and surprised! Shaking his head in bewilderment, his body trembling with desire, as he thought to him self, and said what now?


I am shy, she said, No? Yes! Baby, this girl loves to do the wild thing with the lights out in a pitch black room, But this room got to much light in it. So I don't want you to see me, unless you cover up your eyes, just a girly thing of mine I do. I hide my self till I am married.. What, retorted Nicky shocked? Nicky, who now, could hardly think straight as his manliness came up where his brain should be? What, you got to be kidding?
"Calm now, Nick, Nicky nocky," you gone be alright baby, she said softly, kissing his forehead and pushing her big chest up to his face, relax everything is fine!
Miss Love smiled a real sexy smile and said, I only let a man see me, if he is my husband not before, like I said, it's kind of a girly thing of mind, so if want it, put these on and you'll get it but you won't see it, Ok, Nicky?
Black sunglasses? Black sunglasses, year, but these were no ordinary sunglasses, these were a version of the latest google glasses!

And she was going to use its processing power to turn the visual mode to black opaque screen settings, so that he would not be able to see out of this screen, so essentially he be in the dark unable to see her.

This was her goal, and Nicky, said, wow, this is weird, does mean I am going to see you and we're going to have some kind of Sterio-crazy 3D sex? Maybe yes, maybe no, but it'll be fun, besides you don't need to see me to do it?

Do, you she asked, as she pulled them out of her carry on bag, handing to him, as he gladly put them on smiling, and whispering, Hmmmm! Kinky, wow, very kinky! I like it! ha, ha, ha! I never met a kinky woman like you before, this is going to be interesting in more ways that one, he chuckled, ha, ha, ha!

This, should be more fun, ha,ha, hee hee, laughed Nicky. I can not see you, but I can feel you, and love you up Miss Love, h, ha, ah ha, he laughed as he placed his hands on her, and began feeling her, his hands touched her bareness and slowly slid down caressing her contours lovingly, as if the tips of his fingers were his eyes, and said, in low voice approvingly, you know, you know your right! This, this is more hair raising sensually that I thought. You feel good,he said complimentingly to her! My earliest memories when I was real young, was to have a man's hands touching me in the dark, and I like what you're doing, she said panting almost muttering moans, as he explored her sensual areas embracing tenderly than the lovers kissed in bliss, for a very long time in delight, in the, darkness.

He instantly noticed something, she said, hold a second honey, as she got up, an walked away, saying hold still, I'll be right back,and she was gone!

But, then although he couldn't see her, and, he tried to see if he could feel her. He reached, out to her, once, twice, but where she was before, was empty air, he laughed, is this game or what? He laughter, ha, ha, ha!

Year, I want you to beg for it, she moaned sexily! He reached out, didn't feel nothing.

She laughed, ha, ha, ha! He reached out again with success, and touched her chest. Bingo, it was soft!

She giggled, laughed, and they came together. But then, she surprised him by handing him, a small soft bunny rabbit, he felt it in his hand, ha, ha, ha!

Whats that, he asked feeling its small soft hairy body all over and pulling on it two tiny ears, amusingly?

Its my play toy bunny rabbit, I always go to bed with him, when I am having fun, ha, ha, ha, she laughed, and giggled, and said, almost singly : Bunny Rabbit wants a carrot!
I got your carrot hanging, quipped jokingly, then they touched, slowly at first, as timid first time lovers do, then familiarizing themselves with each other, they embraced boldly, stronger, and stronger and enveloped each other, exploring themselves and the depths of their passion with eagerness, then, then as time appeared to be slowing, slowing down, something very unusual began to happen?

When Miss love makes love, she can do it, in stranger than, strange ways!

What was happening was, the girl Miss Love, was adrenalineating passion on a different level in harmonic spatial syncopation levels, and the adrenalineating woman augmented sensually in the realms of the obtuse, she went pass reason into two functions, that are said to be none other, than a topologically conjugate!

Conjugating to one to two, to one, another in a sphere in the black sun, that was neither here no there, and sure enough slowly began morphing!

There , she was exercising a homeomorphism state, changing into a secret love Goddess! And he could not see this, cause, she did not want him too, this is the real reason she asked him to put on the glasses with its screen set to black! The sexy woman mystically homeomorphed, into a being that made her feel like a the Babylonian queen of love, a Goddess of fertility and a nymph! It was she, a nymph, in the darkness of the glasses virtual state in black, this act came to fruition lovingly, it was another she, he was really turning out to be making love too! And so, mystically, day turned into afternoon, afternoon, turned to night, night turned into the faraway love realms, faraway love realms turned into they say, where the mind meets flesh, and time halts for the rest, and the girl rises to the level of insane pleasure, into a wild nymphomaniac on him, by defaults into loves wild frenzy, for the best kinds of loves ever!

The change she did, and she morphed into sensuousness, relegating her self and him up to new heights, she took his hand, he took her hand. It was such a very romantic point in time! He felt her hand and caressed it, it was soft and tiny compared to his, and she was whispering slowly and tenderly in his ear, as he held her gently, "if the flower power, of my weary heart, ever drinks, and there is no more, and I am thirsty, but cannot quench, then happy be I, I will die happy to have once savored for a brief moment, and a while,you and your love, my love!", said Miss love!

She, on saying this, rose, exposed!

Nicky held on to her like their was no tomorrow, She moaned, like only a love goddess could!

It was music to this mans ears, the earth and heavens could pass away, he couldn't care less as long as he could love her today!

The sounds she made, he had never heard before, his loved soared!

She drove him crazy! Slowly, he kissed every where and she kissed him back!

Adrenalinating both, now rocking the ship as if it was on the go! She got his motors running exorbitantly!


They got down up, the ships cabin warmed inside down, off came the fancy threads, un-tanned, bared, a cute green fractal tattoo mounted in the saddle, motors started running wild as the ship shook, they kissed, she moaned softly as their choppers rose, he took off flying in her ship, the chopper rocking her ship, one blade vibrated rotated dead slow on top, while below, together, stereo pumped out hot music blasting to their mutual excitement as the singer, sang and sung , I am getting higher!

Miss Love whispered, to him, I think.

What, he asked, whispering and lustfully kissing her.

I think, I think you're good at making love in a helicopter.

I am falling a little for you, too! Mr. Nickels P. Marchello, You mad Pharmacokinetics Scientist you.

Then she said, very slowly in his right ear-your orchestra is playing my tune! What tune is that sugar, asked Nicky?
And in his arms she closed her eyes and relaxed, and transformed back to Miss love, and she felt beaten by the experience of it all!

Then it over!

The fractal clocked ticked, time dropped, and the motors cooled down.
The ships steadied, they got themselves back together, and Miss love fixes her self back up, combs her long hair out, sprays, teases it, fixes her lips in her little mirror, checks her eye liner, re-places her google glasses to sunglasses mode, puts them back on her head. And, she bends over to put her shoes back on, and neatly fixes the seams of her black satin webbed stockings.

He looks on, satisfied, and content, as he gets himself back together too, and stares at her, not being able to do other wise! He can't help himself, he thought to him self, watching her every move! He is just a man! But he does not understand how she imagined to change somehow, he couldn't see her, while they embraced because of the glasses she wanted him to wear!

But feel her he did without a care!

She was fixing her tight pink blouse! " My," he compliments her, as awkward men often do afterwards, when they got their head on backwards after a love interlude. Saying, one thing, but, meaning something totally different. "I like the shoes, you're shoes, you're shoes, you're wearing today sugar!"

"Why Nicky, thanks sweetie you're such a sweetheart to notice, thanks," she replied softly looking up at him, smiling happy to hear his compliments, even though she knew in her mind what he was really saying, and thinking, without him ever saying a thing, she turns up now glancing at him, then their eyes locked and he raises up his eyebrows surprised. She throws out her arms about his neck pulls him down close and whispers smilingly as the unanswered question is brought out into the open as to who is going to get to be the boss driver of this helicopter, as she whispers,
" come on lets fly, you know I am a freaking awesome helicopter pilot too, with my FAA licenses in perfect order let me take her up? "

"Year," but he whispers back. " Leave the driving to us, my licenses are good too, I just want to see what this EC 135 luxury hog, is capable of speed wise, and what it can do for a man, please," asks Nicky, his eyes pleading, like a little anxious school boy, hungry to play with a new christmas toy, smiling broadly and tilting his head down, blinking his eye at her! She to her calculating mind, acknowledges it is not an egregious request, but decides to pretend its nothing and re-negotiate herself from displaying an angry attitude to one where she simply blinks back looking up at him, understandingly nodding her head, and agreeing! They both smile happily together, and hug tight! They put on the earphones so they can talk and hear each other, seat belts are set, and they open the curtains to the ship up, and zoom the helicopter leaves the airport, there off! The afternoon seems great , everything is working out for the couple, soon the ship leaves the strip and soon they're out over the ocean, Miss love pulls out the map, time passes. When they finally arrive thirty minutes later, they are happy. They shared a cup of wine and every thing is going well, the tiny ship descends and every thing is beautiful, The scene resembles like being in a master Buddhi movie starting at :

[ 8-12 ]

BRAKE DOWN :
[ Seconds in to film at 0:00 ] "Wow," Nicky exclaimed out loud excitedly,"honey, honey, wow, will, will you just look at this place. OMG! Its like one of these places you read about in those silly science fiction books, but only, but only this time, we are looking at it for real, OMG!" " Whats up, Nicky," asked Miss Love, as she's been not really paying attention, only indulging in the game of pretense, her mind races between the hot sex they had on the floor of the chopper, it was off the funzy scale in coolness, she recalls smirking , and thinks to herself a funny undeniable truth, that she liked it, and craves the butt-loving some more, and she at the same time she is torn, by the fact she debates the purpose and reason for her to be here which is to decommission the charming scientist. She plays along and scans his emotional and answers him excitedly : "Oh my gosh, it looks so unique, spectacular, lets go down shun't we," she asked turning and smiles at him admiringly, as they looked out and in the water down below, she saw these strange and awesomely beautiful geometrousities, looking kind of like a tall distressed church, riddled with holes, resembling something out of the ancient long gone temple mountain ranges, albeit this one was in the here and now, beaconing them to enter their secret zones of what appears to be mysterious realms of tranquility. All manner of giant stones were sticking up out of the water seemingly trying their best to reach up to kiss the clouds. Many of the structures appeared like whats mathematicians call 'fractals,' resembling those odd but Criss crossing beam shapes used to construct air planes found and used in the fuselage from a Warwich geodesic duralumin constructions.
Thousands of sea gulls were nesting on top of the fractal looking mountains, while below none could be seen, she thought that odd, but dismissed it. Her face was enthralled by it all , then she looked up straight in the sun, and you know how when you glance at the sun , people tend to quickly squint and cover their eyes, but she did none of these things. Then she quickly glanced down and out of the thousands of sea gulls nesting on the ledges of the mountain she raised her pinky finger on her right hand and pointed to two sea gulls a male and female. She now squints her dark blue eyes, focusing on them and they suddenly charge at each other pecking each other viciously, nocking two of their baby eggs out of the nest. The two eggs dropped down in to the water. She smiled to see them, their white shells resembling two eyeballs bobbing and floating in the water, like a premonition, then a fish gobbled them up, and disappeared. This was an enchanting place. A strange, but beautiful haunting melody played in the background seemingly trying to convey a message.

[ 8-13 ]

[ Seconds in to film at 0:02 ]
Nicky, being cautious, grabs the collective pitch control lever bar, decreasing the pitch angle causing the aircraft to banked the fuselage of the chopper around trying to avoid a collision with one of the sharp mountainous spikes protruding up in the sky like a knife. " What, say love, what did you say, the name of this place was again, sugar, asked Nicky, curiously multitasking, as he was staring down one moment, and looking at the steering, the next making sure the swash plate was adjusted to keep the ships equilibrium steady? "The map says its called, The Buddhi Castles," answered Miss Love. "You don't say, Wow," answer Nicky. " What the hell is the Buddhi Castles, quipped Nicky skeptically, thinking the stuff she saying a little nuts.
Best, I recall when I was in school, an old teacher told me about the poles, the North pole, the South pole and the pole of Gold, "The Holy Grail of Spirituality," for mens and woman's souls. The Grail legend is interwoven with legends of visions and it is said to be deeply buried in the glass halls of the Buddhi Castles in a fractal space, So, you mean to tell me, this map, this old raggedy map, you found, it is where we are going ? Yes, babe, into Fractal space, thats the spot thats hot! Where we are! We are just following these coordinates, so we should passed throughout the other side, and thats how, it allows us, who, are good guys tourists, just wanting to check out the truth, to see them, She said smilingly! We should be there now, at the core, where the time stops but the fun is just beginning!
Whats, the origins of the Holy Grail, asked Nicky, testing her? Well, we see your not up on it, don't remember your bible tales huh? Bad, boy, she said check this out, see this, Miss Love said, pointing to a chain dangling around her neck, she pulls it up to show it to him! My chain, has a gold tiny round plate like the, The HolyGrail on it, I wear this thing for good luck. Do you like it ? Cute, sugar, replied Nicky quickly glancing at it. And, well, she looked at him as if to imply he was a dumbo, and answered him, well, let see oh, um, um, year, The Holy Grail refers to those who are Catholics, who believe in the tales of the bible! It refers to a so called vessel, used by Christ at the Last Supper. It was a very treasured object, given to his grand-uncle, St. Joseph of Arimathea. I remember that, um, be, because when I was a little girl, it resembled to me the word Arithmetic, anyway, it was used by him to collect Christ's blood and sweat while Joseph tended him on the Cross. Awesome don't you think ? " I'll say ," replied Nicky, impressed with her, he looked over at her, nodded his head and waved his hand at her as if signaling, 'hats off to her,' and smiled, a tiny smile hesitantly.

[ 8-14 ]

Can you, can you see the castles below, asked Miss Love? He didn't answer her, but instead pointedly asked her, " What, I fine that hard to believe, whats Buddhi ?" I think they say is the feline word of the masculine buddha, means the place of truth, reality senses and Buddhi plays the role of enlightenment," replied Miss Love, self assuredly, nodding her head as she looked first at Nicky, then turning her attention to the seas below and smiling!
Wow, beside some of you, thats some of what I need badly," jokes Nicky, answering with a big broad smile on his face. He then looked straight ahead out at the mountains, while shyly, slowly, gingerly, places his hand on her leg and rubbed it, she, without batting an eye, on cue, reciprocated aggressively like a love goddess tugging on him. My, nothing like this in the world, exclaimed Nicky, brightening up, brighter and letting loose a certain smile of satisfaction!
She, puts a wicked eye on him and presses her self on him, and reaches up and whispers in his ear, " Please, babe, put the pedal to the metal." Careful what you wish, we are entering the buddhi now, you just might get some, says Miss love coyly, turning her eyes toward him slightly and smirking, then she turns away her face from him and then, smiles another smile, a secret smile, she doesn't want him to witness, a weird kind of smile she likes to make, she calls it the wohommia smile, a demon smile, with one corner of her mouth turned up, while the other corner of her mouth turned down.
   Well, what does the castles reveal, asks Nicky, trying to regain composure, and front being suave, getting more into it. In general, that info is invading areas no one knows, but, they say this place can tell you many things that are written, and scratched into the walls of glass. Glass, my ass, can't be said Nicky frankly. Thats nonsense, we won't fine any glass walls in this real estate, Nicky said firmly! It is said, that some where thats buried, in the glass walls is the truth the seeker seeks, the voices of the Past, Present and the Future, said Miss love smiling with a curious look about her as if she knew something no one else did! Whats that supposed to mean sugar, asked Nicky?

Gosh I don't really know, babe, but I considered it will have a salutary effect! I can, I can not say, but, but er let me see, um, tell you something though, I read somewhere. Its just, I don't recall! But, If I had to guess, um, er, and if my memory serves me right, It goes something like this Nicky. "Often times, the future is a mystery, The past is history, the now forages and compliments your destiny's energy," Gosh, something like that. Wow, well, um, um, huh, in that case, Miss Love, what say you and I, dive right on down and find out just what our destiny's are all about, shall we? Well, I don't see why not babe? Let her rip Nicky! Miss Love smiles and chuckles as nick revved up the engine and it roars and the whole ship vibrates as it and zooms down into the mysterious caves of the Castles of the Buddhi. Initially she thought he would be a bore, but his quirky sense of humor, she thought was cute, to bad. And although he was nice, all of this, would have to fit into and correspond to the fate she had waiting in the wings for him. She exhibited a natural easy going behavior, minimizing the likely-hood that he unsuspectingly was going to experience a surprise. Wow, exclaims Nicky, look at all of this, did you ever believe such a beautiful place like this existed ? Really amazing, truly, said Nicky, clearly impressed with the views and very happy and exhilarated by the big choppers ease of handling. He was clearly enjoying himself.
You like it? You like it babe, asked Miss love, she too, was showing a little excitement and was a little amazed by the experience of the place, all of it her self too! " I'll say," replied Nicky smiling and looking around.
It is like a spiritual mountain house with wires that plug into our consciousness, this place is so stunning, do you know, I believe it lowers our metabolic rates of our body, yes sugar, take it from me, truly when we see wonderful things, it lowers our stress levels! Mine is hanging down, quipped Nicky. " OH. shut up," retorted Miss Love, surprised but the scientists friskiness, which was taking her a little off guard, she looked at him batting her eyelids at him, pulled out her comb, and playfully, placed it under her nose, pretending it was a mans mustache, then she giggled, " bad boy, " tugging at him so more!
It works for every body, so just being here looking at all this, is so, so wild. I think this is really turning out to be a great idea coming here, at first when you suggested it, I said to myself, no, thought, it was going to be a boring dud, but jolly old silly me, was I wrong, now, no way, this is extraordinarily superb, if I do say so, the views here, are spectacular, said Nicky who by the tone of his voice was obviously very impress with the fractal towers located down hundreds of feet below! "This is going to be a healthy scientific love trip, sugar! " said Nicky, then pensively, exclaiming, after few minutes of silence while they looked excitedly around all over like kids visiting a zoo for the very first time. " I'am truly glad, truly, that from the bottom of my heart, I took off from work for this, in more ways than one sugar, other wise I would of forfeited not just the exquisite divine pleasure of being with you my dear, but seeing this. one of the wonders of the world! Its an astonishing place! Es ist fantastische sagte Nicky seine am schönste Ort der Welt sagte Miss Love zu ihm.

Oh wow, I think this is the most beautiful place in the world too, said Nicky. She was moved by the sincerity she heard in his voice! The heart felt compliments, she thought were touching. She turned and looked at his hands. They were big strong hands. He held the choppers throttle, controlled of the ship, yes, but tellingly by his hands and the way he moved them, in control of himself. Just the this view alone, so fantastic, said Nicky shaking his head in amazement! I am so glad you like it, lets go down to explore it up close, shall we, come on !

[ 8-15 ]

[ Seconds in to film at 0:04 ]
This place, The Castles of the Buddhi, was a mystical drought in the life, quenching the thirst for an outer life, made really real as they got closer, and closer and entered! The couple looked out the window of the chopper at a small pointed mountain sticking out of the water, they zoom down free and untethered by past troubles and problems to that they seem to say BFN! They felt happy, and felt free to be themselves, relax and focus into this mystical fort, that resembles something like a bombed out church, it seems to say hey come in and party, the party is about to begin.
[ Seconds in to film at 0:20 ] We begin to enter an inner life outer life secret chamber of unknown origins, it actually seems to be a chemistry zone, pulling out mellowness in the processes of experiencing and breathing in the ambiance of the place, which is like adding feelings caramelizing them, and stirring them gently, a kind of mental view, and germinate the seed of divine pleasure that this place gives off to visitors.
The cook's cooking in the burner of the heart of the Buddhi fractal, they enter flying their helicopter seeking answers into the zone of the unknown, the temperature of the big caves they felt very cool, but it's rising. Nicky hit the pedal banking slightly and rotates the helicopter so they can get a better look at every thing.
He checks out the altimeter which uses a dial with three different "hands" similar to a clock, but it only goes up to 10. He double checks every thing, all seems fine and he banks sharply. The water appears to get bigger and rise as he loses altitude while he dives. The blue water looks so alive and so refreshing, it occurs to Miss love, She says, hey Nicky, I got an idea, why don't we go for a swim? What, why Miss Love, you got to be kidding asks Nicky? Love looks at him and covers her mouth and giggles. Her move suddenly changes, as she rubs her fingers in his hair. He likes it very much when she does that, not realizing her powers of the mind. She is using her hand like a non-invasive BCIs, but she needs not electrodes to sit on the scalp instead of burrowing through it the touch of her fingers sends frequencies, burrowing through it, like a electroencephalogram (EEG), which measures mental electrical activity along the scalp, and so Miss Love, uses those pretty fingers of hers to clinically diagnose him, for any sense of the flavors of his brain and attitude, mind to mind disarming him, and prepping his mentality, like a great chef preparing a pig to be roasted.

But she knows you can ruin a bottle of wine unless it brewed in time and so knowing the is rule, and not being a fool, she patiently waits for her time and the right time to drop her dime!
The monsteriably powerful EC135 chopper continues flying, down and around skimming the surface of the water really close, some water sprays up on the plexiglass windshield of the chopper. They take the aerodynamic marvelous ship and zoom it down around inside the large under water tunnels. Its massive rotors whipping up sprays of mist of water and its sound ricocheting like loud drumbeats in the tunnels raising up the moment of tension, till it resembles a loud heart beats going womb womb womb, around and around the big rotor blade spin, sheering the air in half like butter. Amazingly the walls of the mountains get wet by the chopper splashing up the holy waters of secrets on to the walls of the buddhi fractal castles, and they suddenly when in a wet state appear to be made of glass and highly reflective glass too, just like in the parable of the buddha, Could the moment of truth and enlightenment be approaching? All of the walls inside the caves are wet and so reflective you can see your face in it just like if it were glass!

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[ Seconds in to film at 1:00 ] They take the chopper and zoom it deep down into this cave of the glass walls like a bunch of happy school kids on a summer brake. It seems to hover and float above the water around and around exploring this dreamlike water worlds. "Look," at it all yelled Miss Love," Look at it all, it's the other reality of the buddha, baby, IC, IC! kk! " It is so interesting, all these strange forms that came out of the sea, marvelous, don't you agree, honey? Nick. This is going to be a wonderful trip, thanks so much for taking off from your work, to spend some time with me! Nicky smiles, looks at her and nods his head approvingly, then goes back to piloting the chopper while on the itunes channel, out plays a cool tune. The melody fills the ships cabin with a rocking stereo sound! Miss love appears to be dancing in her seat to the musical beats, as Nicky pilots the ship! They both are having a lots of fun!
   But, now, but now, in comes to play, in comes to play, a sliding scale of morality, uncivility, bosoms kiss of evility submerges, if rancorish thirst love of utter brutality, fish speech she speaks, this girl child of the rich streets, of life and world mire in the sire realms, of places far from inconsistency, spaces where there dwells hells personalities, aware there warns the winds blowing. Oh, hear ye, hark dark deep base voice that crackles black scratchy, from a race unknown yells out from hell, she alone can hear these sounds, her alone, demon known can hear," BEWARE."
Miss love thinking to her self as the ship gets closer to the surface of the water, perhaps she should say a tiny holy prayer from her Holy Bible, she pulls out a rather large square thick red bible from the bottom of her bag. Opens the helicopter's window a little so the sun can bless it pages and all of sudden the unthinkable happens :

The night holds fractals fright! Precariously perched in a lurch, some one is coming, some one bad!

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Stories from THE FRACTAL FORUM CELEBRITY NEWS inspired by his work ; entitled, " SLURP " rendered and created by Master Tauruss66 in the year 2011 on Earth!

THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY
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Chapter 12

It was so strong, like something was exploding inside of me, the thing in me. Oh my God! My mind began to go numb with the pain.
It was driving me insane! It was killing me. It was so bad. Oh My God! I looked down at my chest, and something was pushing through my chest like a knife. Something, oh no, no something was inside, inside of me Ow Owwww.
Suddenly, a thunderous, crunching sound, was heard coming from inside me! I screamed Help! Help Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, hep, HELP,heeeeelpppkkkhekp! Ocka ock! ock!
As a big blood soak head, popped out!
Burst through the center of my chest, ripping it up, with the force of a hundred wild thundering horses, out me! It snapped my chest open, PLACK CRACK!

MY chest bone swung open like flood gates, like two swinging doors letting, letting something from hell out! Suddenly, the thing came rushing up, spraying spit, up out of him, filling the air were thousands of droplets of red bubbles of blood, that flew out, smashing against the walls with a thud. Then, there was like an explosion going off in him, and you could see his rib bones, came blasting out, rotating a round faster than the eye can see. Then, flew his guts into the air, like raw bones snarls, and little arteries, wiggling, like thousands and thousands of red colored worms, scattering up against the ceiling dragging, and drawing fractal lines around on the ceiling. And they stuck there hanging like if glued to it! His liver flew around, and around on the ceiling, as if it was alive and living, and thinking on its own, and was dripping and spraying out blood, and was quivering, running across the white painted ceiling above of his head. The ceiling was raining blood, down on me! And, when he saw it, was so shocked, he opened his mouth to scream, the liver turned from maroon to brite florescent red, and jumped clean off the ceiling, straight down into his opened mouth choking him! His eyes, stunned opened wide, popping out of his head! His body was going into violent convolutions as he coughed, gagged on himself!
Then out came the specter of the insane, when another, huge, huge blood red, round fractal monster creature thing, just popped, and barreled out of my chest, too! Was there no end? Seems I had virtual reality doorway portal in me, letting monsters flow forth, non stop! I screamed out No, no, and then it roared :Ya,Yahhhhhhhaaaooooommduuuucck! It was slimey looking, and smelled real bad, like rotten flesh! It was red bloody, and shaking violently. It, was covered with big bulging veins, and blood pouring out of it. It was a head, a head with features! I let a loud cry for help! Yaaaaa, it was me ah ahhhhhhh he yelled for help! And it screamed as it came out of my chest and I could see it looked like me, and I screamed, and it screamed too! Yaaaaaaa ahhhhh! OH Yaaaaaa , ahhha it mock duckaaaaaa ahahaahahah ya! It was insanity time, all over again! I realized I was caught in deathly time loop! ! Help! It was terrible, it was my face on it. another one, just burst out of my, my chest, too! The head, was red and covered in red blood all over it, followed by, by by by my, my, Oh No! This time, this time, it, it the thing had my neck, then it had a chest, my two arms appeared out of me, and forcibly held me down on the bed. It had the power of jack hammers, as it began hitting me!.
I was pinned down, like I was nailed down, couldn't even move! And I could see its muscles bulging out, it was moving and oscillating super fast, and the blood sprayed off of it, into my face and eyes! My eyes were burning and blinking, like I was cutting up onions or something! I was blinking, a mile a minute, as it, as it, as oh No!
Its body was covered in slimy thick glue that was stretching, stretching as it climbed out of me. The lights went out, but that did not stop it! Oh nooooo no! It was no light and pitch black, but I could feel him stepping out of my chest. The liquids made sounds, and I could feel it dripping off off him, on to me, and it was falling and dripping down my face, and mouth! I had to stop opening my mouth to scream cause, otherwise it would fill-up with-it! But it was, It just so, OMG! It was so hard to keep my mouth closed! I was in such pain, I had to, I just had to scream! Do you understand me? The captain said, ashamed and bursting into tears. He bent over facing the ground, as if trying to hide his face from us!

We all, all felt bad and sad for him, as he tried, once more, to continue talking! But was choking on the saliva forming in his mouth.
Some of it fell out and some he spit out!

But it was getting harder and harder for him to explain it, because the feeling and emotions of that memory were to huge, too sensitive and raw!

So, but then he yelled, it was, it was Ya yan, ya, yaaaaaa ahh ocp ock, help, it was so terrible! I gulpped down a pot of mock ya,aahha ock I had to let go, I had to expel air, as I felt a sharp harsh abrupt pain in my respiratory organs, as they blew out on to the ceiling! This can, this can't not be, no, no this , why is this happening? Yaaaa ah ah ahhh , he screamed and collapsed on the ground rolling headfirst, in the dirt near the campfire, as the people looked on totally shocked, their eyes bugging out in their head! Together our jaws dropped, as we watched this person withered around on the ground, in pure pain! He rolled around, and Judy ran over to him trying stop him from continuing! Its too much for you, she exclaimed frustratingly, and to horrible for us to hear, do you hear, do you hear me, do you hear? No, he moaned coughing. I got to, I got to I got to finish, you got to know what's coming? OMG, its gets worse?

It gets a hell'va lot worse asked saddie, listening intently? Much worse, said the captain shaking feverishly!
The causation, of it all, was unclear, but not the horror! The relationship of every thing that happened to him was down right revolting. But he seemed to gather his wits about him, once more, take a deep breath, and, although he had tears running down his face, he continued!

Then, as this thing climbed out of me, I screamed and screamed till I fell out, and, and then I blackout, that's all I remembered. Next thing I know, time had slipped, and I was in a dark place. And I woke up inside the freezer with a bunch of other sailors. I don't understand or remember how I got down there, or why? I was inside and slipped, tripped and hit my head against the door, as the others ran to the back of the storage. Then, there was a big boom sound, BOOM! As the back section collapsed in on us! I heard a loud explosion, like the world was coming to and end, it was horrendous! I don't know from where but it shook the whole boat, felt like it got picked up, violently? And we got tossed about, like in a car crash, turning over thousands of times! I blacked out, again. That was it, when I came to, a second time, I found my self alone in the darkness, that was it, he said. When, he came to, there was not a sound in the whole boat. Total silence. He, first, thought he was dead, and somehow he was in a black space, he said. And I thought I was an animal, and I felt around, and I could smell all kinds of things by their odors!
I did raise my self up, but it didn't occur to me, that I was human, anymore, to the contrary, I, I thought I must have been reincarnated back to life as a dog or something, cause it felt very natural for me to walk around on all fours, on my hands and my knees! Strange right?
I felt something, I can't explain it, er um I, it was reactions, in me, some kind of some, some kind of catalyst, causing a chemical reaction in me, cause my mind was going crazy, but I recalled studying back in school about different chemical reactions. And this, well, it was kind of like chemical reactions, that started with the reactants, having some sort of energy activation, that results in the bonding of the two material's molecules, and forms a new product, and the most common form of energy is heat, either the chemical reaction will cause the blended mixture molecules to give off heat, or absorb it. And I was in a freezer, and I wasn't feeling cold. I was not! Then so, I felt no cold at first, because some kind of reaction was happening inside of my mind? I don't know? It's hard to explain. It was something primal in me, very primal, something was raging chemically in me. Something was happening! I remember in high school learning about, how to understand the differences between what's called , "Endothermic and exothermic reactions." And the words are derived from their names. "Endo" which means "to draw into," and "Exo" means "to give off."
and, and er, um, um huh, the, well the endothermic reactions draw heat in from their surroundings, and I don't know how, but I was drawing in heat from some place. I don't know where? But I did not feel cold inside the freezer for a long time!
Now the other reaction, the Exothermic reactions gives heat off to their surroundings, well I wasn't giving any body heat off. I felt very warm somehow. I felt like I was a dog, an Alaskan Husky a dominant dog bred for the cold! I thought I was a dog from another reality, or something, I don't know! It's difficult to even begin to explain this! I remember barking, barking! Yes I know weird right? And, weird or not, it felt normal to me, I know, what, what you're thinking, this is madness, but it's the truth!
First, the captain said, please, I want you to accept that this statement is possibly true, and agree to believe it, just for a moment, because there is no other way else, to explain it!
You don’t have to agree, just give it room in your belief system for a short try out. OK? I believe, we are all beings that have the spirits of our past lives, in us somehow, and for me, I think I was a dog in another life, somewhere, in my past, because I swear to you. I started to be able to smell all kinds of things. I did smell the matches in that dead sailors pocket in the freezer with me. I didn't know he had matches or even if he smoked cause there's was no light! Everything was black, it was the pitch darkness. Yet I could smell he was there, and I went and centered on him, and I smelled he had matches! How do you explain something, something like that?

I walked around inside the freezer in the pitch blackness smelling around like a dog, at this and that. I smelled blood. It was the blood of the dead sailors, way in the back of the freezer, and I crawled over to them, and I smelled them, to see if anyone was alive, but my ears which too, seemed to be very acute to me. I did not hear or smell, no breathing or movement, only silence! No breathing, no movement, everything was dead still. Dead and silent, like I said I could smell things and I could smell the Oder of cigarettes, and the Oder of matches in one of the dead mens pockets! Something I could never could have smelled before, if you ask what does a match smell like? For the life of me I wouldn't know? Did you know they have distinct acidly smell? Somehow I was able to smell it, thank god,too? Other wise I would never have gotten the matches or the candles! I knew it was there. And not only that, but I could smell wax! The wax of a box of candles someone of them had. A man had on him. Why I don't know? I am clueless, but I could, I could and I took it out of the man's pocket. Out of his shirt pocket to be exact, in the dark, in the blackness of the room, in the freezer! And I smelled the matches, and so looking at these facts : I had one, the pack of matches, and two, the candles! And I lit the match and lit the candles, and if it weren't for that, I don't know. I really don't know? I think I would have blacked out for sure, from the cold and turned into a solid piece of frozen ice in no time! Cause all of this had to be happening in my, my mind, that's the only way I can explain it. I lit the little white candles and placed them around, so I could see, it was after that, that I had light, in the freezer, and that I found a flashlights on the floor, next to some frozen meats, that had fallen off the hooks. So, when I lit the lights that's when I started, I started to, to, to feel like I was getting cold. Weird don't you think? It was my mind trying to save me, that's all I can say, he said. He lighted some candles and tried to open the door of the freezer, but, couldn't. It, it was blocked. He went crazy, freezing and hopeless, he said, and passed out, and fell face forward into a puddle of ice water on the floor! What I remembered was pain in my head, like I got kicked in the head! I felt my head was splitting in half or something? Then, then, really things changed when he heard you guys, he said! Thank God, for you guys, cause well, I don't know what I would have done, he said crying and breaking down inconsolably?

Well, was evident to me this boy, this man got all his wheels off the ground, and is headed, sure enough for insanity town! Still, all in all, got pretty good memory! He remembered me finding him, and tripping and kicking him in the head! Looks like we done have to hold onto him! Only thing is, all the insane asylums done got destroyed, so what we gone do with this boy, I thought to my self? Dam, lots of questions, no answers!
We can't force the man to shape up, cause it'd hard to shape up ourselves, let alone him!
Well, sir, the boy, lowered his head, and stared at the ground crying, and barking like a dog, every once and a while! And me and Jonathan stared at him and at each other! Then, that's when Jonathan up, and bomb shelled me with this secret revelation!
He, well, that's when Jonathan confessed, he too, had a strange feeling around noon time that day, at the same time, too! And he had fallen to the ground, and felt something was coming out not of his chest, but out of his back, his spine of his back too, but the pain was so bad he passed out! Now, the question comes up, what would of happened if he too, did not pass out, but stayed conscious, and seen things, that maybe he was not to see? Strange, hows that thought, working out for you?
Lots to ponder partner, I thought to my self!
So, that put everything into a quandary? What was going on that day? Doomsday? This gunk, was gunking up my head, I said, and I was clueless as a pig, with twig stuck in its butt!! I grabbed a beer, I downed a swig! I shaked and shook my head, and said, Oh my gosh, oh big golly , what, oh what has this here world come to? But no answers came to my head, and I stayed as I was, clueless as a dog without a nose! This is too much, I said, drinking some more happy juice!

So, we all just sat there and stayed silent for a good, good long while. Many of us try to cover things up, secret things that happened to us in our lives, or have found a way to bury it, deep enough to have forgotten, just how awful it was! But, we, we are in a situation, where there is no hiding. No escape from the nightmare, because we are living in it! Well, sir, we just decided to stay quiet and rest up, less our minds come off the wall too, and we end up like the captain, loonier than looney toons! Who knows what we will face, in the, in the future, if there is one?

[ 2 ]

The present is a rock
The present is all you got,
The present is what it is a gift,
The present is powerless to avoid a shift,
The present is nevertheless yours, till it slips through your fingers gone.
The present is not responsible to you, no ownership of it belong to thee, or your children you see, its a rock that turns to stone, cold and alone, turns to sand falls from your hand, and returns back from whence it came, fractal crystals playing in the universe's games! iIt's happily, extraverted, enthusiastically ready to mock, the fact that you lost your present rock, in a land that time forgot. Fast came the past, out of which every body who survived, this mortal setback, must forge a future, the resolution to take on the challenges, that confront this small band of humans, hold their lives in balance, and depends the future kind of mankind.
So,it is, this forlorned little community, salvaged from the boat, settles in for the night, some sleep around the campfire, others some distance away, each person in his own way, has to reconcile with this new reality! This new environment, and are saddled with the pain of extreme lost, and utter bewilderment of seeing with their own eyes, the raw havoc and destructive beating, the earths took when they split apart.
It's more than enough to break anyones heart.

When you follow your mind and the your beating heart,
you inevitably latch on to what you know,
when what you know. no longer exist.
There's is a twist and the thing in you makes you want to actively seek out memories, to make you feel comforted, absent that, you seek out various things : entertaining people to help you to forget, drugs, like alcohol to soothe the dent in your psychic, or environments, that raise up your sense of spirit, to help you to flourish, and find fulfillment, and inner peace, above all, less down you fall.

And so, the next morning comes to pass, the next morning the sunrises up,at last. And can be seen way over to the right, glistening brightly beyond the two Earths peripheries. Little Saddie, looks around wondering out loud quips a upbeat remark : this beats the boat, no joke, ha ha, ha! I like it up here, she smiles talking to judy, who is just waking up beside her too. They slept on a blanket and are sill dreary eyed. Saddie yawns, and stretches looking around to see, quickly, if the men of which there are quite few are up, are staring and watching her. But they are not around, but, as per BR's, orders are sleeping separately some distance away.

Compared to down there in that boat, we got it cool fool, what do you think, she asks Judy?
Well, Judy struggling to raise herself up, and looking tired, her hair sticking out, this way and that like a bush creature out of the wild, no make up, and plain! She cried a lot last night, she looked out of it, but managed to answer :

I think, we found ourselves between a rock and a hard place, and the profile we got is better, but,
Saddie interrupts her, but nothing, lets look of the sunny side, after all, if BR, didn't show, when he did, the two for one holding the nose, job, we were doing on each others noses, would mean, we would be dead now, not like talking, like we are. Right?
I am dam glad were not, who knew?
I guess you're right? Saddie interrupts again, guess? Girl! Give me a break? We're still kicking, shit! Come on let's get up and take a walk and look around kiddo! Wait, says Judy, let's fix ourselves up, first! Me, hear you girl, my face looks like shit too, said Saddie nodding her head, smiling. Meanwhile, Judy, while reaching into one of thirty fancy hand bags, and purses, she copt out of the boat from dead ladies who aren't going to need them anymore. She took a deep breath and flipped open her mirror, and looked at herself and stared. Pondering what Saddie had just said, and the truth of it all. They say the truth hurts, well this truth really does, she thinks to her self, questioning herself, did I really almost commit suicide? Amazing, how things turned out, she thought. Does it mean I am really a weak girl? A sissy girl? I think about what I did and that's all wrong, or was it right? It's my fault, it's my fears and flaws, I guess? I do think I know when enough is enough, and trying to die at that time was right, the fact this, this crazy guy showed up to save me, doesn't change anything or does it?

I guess it does, I owe him?

He's kind of sexy in a really strange bizarre kind of way. A bad guy, and my momma always said stay away from the bad guys! But, she never did, she didn't follow her own advice. I hope I will. She examines her face, the scratches on her right cheek, look like shit, she thinks about all the black and blue marks, she got down there in the dark! Are now, red and a little inflamed. So, she gets into the grove, turns on a music pod, and gets busy. She powder puffs them over, throws on a liner, puckers her lips and paints them too! One thing mommy always told me, baby when it comes to men, be ready, always! She hits a blast of spray perfume, under arms, legs, butt, neck, next, comes her hair, she combs it broadly, briskly, back from her eyes, and primps it with her hands, and turns and looks at Saddie, who's doing her face up too!

So, what you thinking? I lost, snapped Saddie, I lost what I had. Every dam thing! I got nothing and lost everything, and so did everybody else here. So we all are about to start from the same line in the sand, what we do now, from this day forward, from this very day, will determine our future Judy. I say let's go for it big time, she said, enthusiastically, smiling, and shrugging off any pretenses! And after all we been through. I agree with her philosophy. And told her, get this Saddie, we got our fat fannies filling the seats, and our tits are sticking out, and our backs are against the wall, does that mean we got to fall, hell, hell, "NO!" I am with you girl, on that! Judy says to her, Saddie, Wow, what do you know? If you were to ask me, what role does personality play in a guys life?
I'd say, it's everything. Saddie finishes painting her lips deep red, licks them and replies, hey, I am with you on that, shit, me, I got regrets. But I got blessing's too. Year, but your a fighter, I can tell. What, Me? Year, year you! Why you saying that, cos you stoned? Wassup' with that? Na, I can feel the strength in you, bitch!

Ha, that's a compliment, I only wish it was true! Sure enough true girl. And you, what about you, she asked me? Shit, I am faking it. I am a good faker, I am just trying to show I am spunky too. Let me lay this on you, I said to her as I dug up an old cliche, that seemed appropriate and dropped it on her, " What doesn't kill you, will only make you stronger." Got that right, she replied smiling and glancing up at me, getting to her feet and then trusting her arms up stretching in the cool morning air, like she don't got a care, in the world. You want a coffee, asked Judy? No, perhaps in a week or too, when I feel like I know what's this new life has in store for me, right now, I know it's early but, I think I'll take a drink, said Saddie.
What's that?
Rum.
Rum, boy you don't play around.
Oh, yes I do, she laughed ha, ha, ha!
She reached into her bag and pulled out a tiny brown bottle, twisted the cap off and drank a shot straight from it like it was orange juice, put the cap back on, and blew out some air, and looked me, and said, OK, honey, let's hit the highway! Go! What highway? Ha, ha, ha, Both of them were now wearing clothing they had taken from suitcases, they brought out of the ship. They had, lots and lots of clothes, and very expensive high heeled shoes. Which were useless in the sand and dirt that surrounded them, but psychologically, wow! It was a blast to have, and mentally comforting to boot. Judy had on jeans and a yellow tank top, Saddie wore black pants and a pink blouse and rapt her brunette hair with the blond lock in it, into a big bun.

They were just raring to go, when Judy said, you know what?

What?

I know I shouldn't say this, but should we tell this dude?

BR!

Dam, your right BR!

He knows this place after all, this is his camp, and like he says he's the boss-man.

Year.

Ok, may you shouldn't have said it, but you did, so like I didn't hear you, said Saddie, waving her hand for judy to follow her, as she headed out walking to go exploring. Judy smiled taking her lead, and smiled in agreement, as they headed out, destination unknown.

So, Judy and Saddie, were a little nervous but excited, and casually wondered off for an early morning stroll to get in a little sight seeing and check out the new landscape of their new world, and they headed off aimlessly at first, but then decided to head toward a tall sandy hill with rock sticking out cropping on its top, thinking it's perfect, and once on top it's got to have a great view. too!

They were anxious to get a look over the other-side, and see, what they could see! They are surprised, that they are not the only ones with that idea!

And, to find it's occupied already, by two other early risers, from the camp!

Two young ladies, a Miss Barni House, who was an English black woman, thin five foot', who was a music classical coach teacher. She's petite, cute, big eyes, large black pupils, and had her done hair in a natural round shaped retro afro' hair style, of the free wheeling Hippies days. And, this woman, Beth Thomson. She's a Oceanologist specialist from the states, who had a high voice, looked like very teacher'ly and conservative, but today, she's letting it all hang out, cause she got saved, and is elaborating that, by getting nice and drunk, with one of her new acquaintance, her friend Barni, both of whom stayed up most of the night bouncing emotionally, between happiness and sadness, over their fate and ruined lives and love ones who are now presumed dead, and the totality of their futures lost.

. So, they joined up with them, and converse awhile, up until Saddie, noticed a tiny spec of a figure up against the blue of the morning mist of the sky, way in the distance. It looked like a man, and by his appearance he looked somehow familiar, it's BR! Took awhile, to walk all that, but finally he reaches the bottom of the hill, looks up! He joins the ladies. And all eyes are on him, as he climbs up to get to them sitting on top!
Barni, looks on, smiles curiously, and asked him casually, Who are you? I am the man who saved your life, have you forgotten?

No, I know that I mean besides that, who are you?

Besides that, Besides that? Do you trivialize that, like its nothing? If that's the case maybe I shouldn't have? No, please, please, that came out wrong. Don't, don't take, take it the wrong way BR, please! I would like to know, I mean I am just asking you, you no know, . . .

Who are you?

BR, who to the surprise of the ladies, had clean up his act, from looking like a wild-man dude, to a sharp guy, still donning his bullet hole riddled cowboy hat, though, now he smelled good, looked good, no blood stains, no mud, even changed his clothes, into new digs, with a fresh pair of gap bluejeans to boot, that he stole from somebodies suitcase, out of the boat! He had his low slung gun-holsters and was packing his guns dangling one, on each side of his legs, which looked muscular, to the girls as they checked him out! He got a small tight ass, thought Saddie, to herself and laughed!

His new look featured, a face with a trimmed beard, and mustache that was becoming, that caught the ladies admiring eyes. He flashed a good morning ladies to them and flashed a good looking bright set of, recently brushed teeth. in his smiling face, as he looked at Barni, who looked like she felt blessed with him here amongst them! He looked at her, like she was an un-openned Christmas present, and playfully toyed with her using a litany of what only can be described as verbal mind games,

but, first he made himself comfortable laying down between them, and folding his hands behind his head, as he looked at her, then a second later, pulled his cigarettes, patted him self down like he was searching for matches, then asked,
You got a light?
Sure , Barni replied handing him her lighter.
Thanks, he said lighting up and inhaling deeply, then exhaled handing it back, with a tiny smirk on his face, squinting his black eyes at her as he said ,
You asked me who are you?
Year, just curious.
What's your name?
Barni, Barni House, she replied in one of her best sexy voices. But, me hey, cowboy, my friends call me Barni, she smiled, replying in an extra warm voice drawing out every syllable of her english accent!
What do you think, Barni? Can who be?
Could it be me?

What, she said, not understanding, and suddenly shifting un-comfortably in her seat on the sand.- She now, definitely had the boss man's attention, but, contrary to what everyone thought, he was no fool, but instead, it was becoming painfully aware, it was he, who was playing her psychologically like a dunce and imbecile. She was being played by a spade! Testing her, to see what she was made of mentally.
"No, I mean who are you?" She said, sitting up quickly with a curious look on her face, like a character who had been put through a meat grinder mentally. His starlike confidence, made the ladies sit up right away mentally, and take notice, questioning whether he was really just a dangerous madman nut, or just pretending? He didn't smile but looked earnestly at her and asked,
Who could be me? No who, not what, What side of who of the first side of
Who do you think I am? Who? Just who do you think? Who do you think I am?

[ 3 ]

Who the hell do you think I am man?
Come on say it? Say it, demanding, who? Who, he said raising his voice ominously, getting the women psychologically unsettled, and a wee bit scared.
I mean I try to be nice, I mean I tried to save your life, right, that was nice?
You are. Aw yes, you, you are nice, said barn nervously, her voice had lost the warm depth to it, now, it was kind of trembling.

That was?
Yes it was! It was, she murmured.
Was that? He quizzed her, with his words, with a strange artistry, like a bull fighter, casually pointing his sword in a Spanish bull fighting ring. The sword would go in, and bull would sing! Indeed, she was right, she was perfectly right to ask, who was he?
Oh definitely, that was very nice! Barni, answered, trying her best to sound, both lucky and thankful, and grateful all at the same time!
Wasn't that?
Why anybody can see that, he commented, he rattled off his words fast, to what, to him was something obvious! Anybody, she asked, first looking at him, as if in agreement, then, glancing her eyes quickly, at the other women seated around her for support, but they were silent! Their lips zipped! Like as if they were not there! But they were, and they realized : this was a cat and mouse game, and this mouse was a powerful, Micky mouse, on drugs, no less!! And they were going to be bystanders, and were going to sit back and watch the Micky eat her alive!
Barni was petrified, her eyes bugging out, she was not just awed, but speechless, not knowing where, or what, this madman, was going to do.

[ 4 ]

There was a slowly building up of a tension, as the man and the women seemed living in two worlds, existing on two side of a line, a unseen line based in the confines of the minds journey beginning with an contrast, between the accepted norms of the ladies, and the twisted inner self of BR's paragon reality, operating out fascinatingly in his wish for the way he wanted the world to be, but in controlled.
Who, no! Ask me how many? he told her!
How many?
Go ahead!
How , how how many, asked Barni stuttering,now frightened of him, and chain smoking like a steam engine, trying to stay calm, hoping the next puff might relax her! It was obvious, . . . She mentally couldn't handle this dude, This guy, all dressed up, disguised, in his old time cowboy get up,
had her out classed, out witted, out gunned, out brained and was giving a verbal licking! And that was not good, not cool at all! And she thought, "If a crazy man can do that, then he's not crazy!"

But, now this pretending crazy guy, asks
How many baby spiders must a mother spider have to guarantee one will survive?
What, she asked, clueless, and befuddled, and blinking her eyes frequently?
They have come by, and by! And visit this cool midtown top brand store, to do, their thing, which was stealing, now like, you roll it up, find a spot, park, do your thing in the store, swipe this that, like a black cat, when the clerk is distracted. And walk out quickly, if you get spotted, and the alarm buzzer sounds, you, y'all stay calm, you say," oh it must be my phone alarm, right?" un-perturbed, Cause nine times out of ten, the store doesn't want bad publicity. So no cops, they let you go! The sales person, if she's cool, will let you go, especially if you nice, right? Right? He demanded, an answer, like as if she knew what the hell this man was talking about!

[ 5 ]

Suddenly, interrupted Saddie, hell year, been there , done that cat! I can, cause I did it and dude it, dude, Ha, ha, ha! Saddie was the one who had engaged him with daring flair, verbally down in the hole of the ship, she knew he was mad, or bordering on a mad, that is undefinable, a lunacy that is crimeable, and off the walls, and the only way, she was to get over on him, was to appease him, but with a patient long term agenda, based on Bull S___. And she had hers, and it was simple! Come out on top!
She played along, figuring this guy out, sometimes he's cool sane as can be, other times he's not! The trick was, just to wait him out patiently.

The others girls, were clueless as to why she put her two sense in, but, saddie might say she was bold and funky, but she had another side to her too. She had subtle intricacies to her character, that made her personality be able to go up against BR, and stretch over lines of reality with him, as if the mentally dancing! From extreme introversion to extreme extraversion to exhibitionist! And now, BR, turns his head and looks at her, recognizers her, remembers her from down in the blackness of the ship, and without missing a beat says, you impressed me, last night, Saddie, when you went over to try to comfort the Captain! Thanks, she said smiling, looking into his eyes, as he looked in to hers, and though the words that were being spoken was saying one thing, their body language was saying something totally different, these two are attracted to each other, but don't dare want to admit it.
They were talking and saying something else, but their tone of voice and eyes were betraying them!
Then BR said,
"Who you he naked her?"
What, said Saddie? She said what, curiously, and feeling just as blind sighted, as poor Barni, who now stayed quiet watching and confused on the sidelines! Now, Judy, checking this shit out, was tired of being a pent up bystander, raring to but in, she thought she could handle him, cause being a nurse, she had lots of experience and had to study a little psychology in school, but, the underlying point was this guys ability to be cagey, cagey and wild as a fox, dangerous as wolf with the bite of a cobra! Whats going on inside of him? Whats in his flame? Fire? Or lunacy, or both? She thought, she could game him play him, but this guy, he had just thrown her a curve ball, she didn't expect right out of the blue, but realizing it was game of deep complex wit, she paused and played it cool, took her time and took a drag on her cigarette real slowly. Looked away from his eyes, away from his manly gaze, and stayed momentarily quiet, then, came back at him, cool as a cunning, drunk hound dog on a Saturday night, and said in low sexy voice that would melt a man in to butter, asking him,

[ 6 ]

"Who she him naked him?"

Well when he heard that! it was game changer! He, turned did a double take, and now, it was he, was the one who stayed silent now, but he was feign·ing pretending looking at her cocky and boldly! Where, as, she checked him out, did the same body language wise back to him, and they both stared boldly at each other for about a minute, looking for weakness, in matched euditeness, without none of the five people on the mountain daring to butt in, or say a word, not a sound! You could hear a pin drop. The macho tension, man, girl thing was hot! That's how quiet it got!
Then, BR, hungry to change the topic, and let the pressure off, pretended to noticed a scent in the air. He sniffed, sniff, sniff!
He looks and turns his head around in slow motion, like the devil he is, and looks at Barni, who's now smiling, un controllably at him, and whose been drinking heavily all night, and notices she has a roach in her hand.
Wooo, what's, what's that I smell, sniff sniff, asked BR, as he turns to look back at Barni? It's a Spankdust! Smells like good weed, it is, we call it Spankdust, back home! Can I have a tok? Why not? Take it, says Barni, bending over with her left handing it to him in his right. Well, says BR, it's been a long time since I done any spanking, but with this, who knows? he inhaled, smiled looked up, then down at it, and commented smiling! Good, weed. Stuff gets me bugging, so if you notice me not acting my normal, calm, intelligent self, and change a little, you'll no why, he said smiling, as he took a drag, inhaled it, then it started :

[ 7 ]

You? You, he said, nodding his head toward Judy, holding the weed out in her direction, meaning if she wanted a tok or puff. She didn't say anything, but thinking to her self, she really wanted to, but didn't want to give him an inch, and besides, she was clever enough to know that to deal with him, being that he was crazy as a fox and deadly as a crocodile, she needed all her wits about her. She can always relax and party later. So, she shook her head saying no, but then looked him straight in the eye, and said coldly. I am already high! You want to get me higher, so you can abuse me? Maybe? He said. Hey, I can use some abuse, remarked Saddie, laughing, who up until now was quiet as a mouse, let me get some, she said holding out her hand. Say let me get some please, Boss! Let me get a puff please, Boss! BR handed it to her, she inhaled and smiled handing it back. Judy's face, was smile-less, looked at him firm, like a out of touch, un hip, so out of it, stuck-up, school teacher, who needs to be taught, a lesson in life!

The other lady, Miss Thomson, she's quite not so different, but, given the circumstances, she, who also was quiet all this time too! Thinks, after all what they been through, this is the time to get high, so she pours a drink in a shot glass and hands it to him. But he looks at it, shakes his head and declines, saying, Naw, thanks, I'am good! So she downs it her self. Hey, who are you, asked BR looking at Judy, who ignores him, and turned her face away from him, and glanced around at the wilderness before her. She pretended to be more engrossed in the view then them. Then all of sudden, BR, audaciously, makes like, a comedian, and makes believe he is a participant on some crazy TV reality show and says jokingly: I am Judy, when she's old, sitting in a wheel chair waiting for her doctor in his waiting room, he said changing his voice and demeanor, imitating the sound of an old lady, "Hey gag' nabbit, dammit, yo, hey nurse, Yo, can you tell me why, I say can you tell me, why the Doctor, is late? I, been waiting here, for hours." Well, he said changing his voice again to sound like an imaginary receptionist, well, he he's not late. He's not? No, he's tardy delayed! God dammit, he not tardy or delayed, he's late, late is late! Late, I say he's late, I say he tardy! Late. Delayed! He is delayed, said the imaginary receptionist getting all bent out of shape! Then he changed his voice again and brought out another personality of an old man, pretending to be some kind of mediator between the two arguing women, Now Y'all hold on one cotton minute here! I say hold on one rotten moment, as security I got to say I got to say, Y'all can't be yelling and causing a ruckus inside the doctors office! I have heard y'all yelling and I can't allow altercations inside the doctor office! You two, better just calm your selves down, do you hear! Or! Or what, he yelled angrily at himself, interrupting that character speaking and imitating somebody else, I will have you, and you both of you removed!

Then BR who is on a roll letting out a bunch of hidden personalities surface, suddenly says, imitating and old style ring tone, RING RING, he picks up, hello this Julia from the North American Storm Environmental research agency. We are doing polls and surveys : did you experience any flooding or earth quakes recently in your area ?

You got to be kidding sugar, he exclaims, BR, pretending to be shocked by the question he heard, looks upset!
He's talking into a phone, What world you on? Did, I said, did you notice the earth done up a split in two? Huh? Go look out your window honey? What do you see? I bet you it ain't pretty? Now get off my phone and don't you ever call me again, do y'all hear? Now, Big Rex, without missing a beat, continues this farse fantasy!

Now, y'all know , he continues, I can't allow no altercations in the doctors office, whether he's a little late or little delayed!
Y'all know the law, no ruckuses in the doctors office.
Judy, thinking quickly to her self that this is just a gag, a farce, that BR, is indulging his fantasies in. She remembers the time when she was a student in med school, in her class of, "Psychoanalysis," the Professor would encourage students to momentarily engage verbally in the hallucinatory conversations of patients to help them transcend and climb over and out! She, ambitiously jumps right into his daydreaming and suddenly turns his Monologue in to a Dialogue, and said to him,
who said you cant allow a ruckus? Lots of things I do that I am not supposed to and so do you! All we doing is expressing ourselves, and we ain't lying. The doctor is not late, is not delayed he is just running a little behind, that's all!
OH no he's not! He's not running a little behind, he got a big behind Big big behind, that's so big he can't run!

Judy listening to this intently, shakes her head, tries to be logical, ponders to her self privately for a moment, and tries to be objective, knowing from her studies that the bridge to the mind to this man sitting opposite her, his immediate reality requires a system of analysis wrought with and buttressed by compelling specific Psychotherapies, she only wishes she had, so she could intelligent de-mask, and proceed to decipher him, and his behaviors causality, but despite the deep questions and concerns, she holds about him, on top of which, add the fact that she secretly considers him her patient, he eludes and evades with cunning her attempts to pigeon hold him down to do a character analysis, and penetrate his multiple ego defenses! What a complex guy, she thinks to her self. She nevertheless finds him challenging and despite herself, she wonders and puts in doubt her interest in him? Is it purely a secret psychological nurse patient relationship she desires, or is there in her, a growing self awareness of a latent emergent female attraction to him?
Could I have a tiny crush on him, she questions her self, can't be he is a nut, and not a nice guy, perhaps funny but he is so sick. No, can't be, I can't be attracted to him, the thought of it was more than atrocious, it was totally ludicrous.
Still now that he's cleaned up and looks good, she knows that looks are deceiving and even if she were to indulge and expose her feelings just a little for him, could he, this barbarian in sheep's clothing be capable of love? Could he or would he be just a drive by lover? She doesn't even know if he likes her, but still if she showed interest and he shows interest, will she exposes her heart to him. Would he come to her to take her into arms in ardent love lust and deep intercourse her madly, and sadly when done toss her aside like an opened Christmas present box, yesterdays news, and old sock? That happens a lot!
He sits there laying down in front of her conversing with us all, now she thinks, her secret thoughts that are whirling and dancing in her head, as she turns to do what she's too, shy to do, to glance quickly into his eyes which are looking at hers as if waiting to pounce. His eyes were piecing her soul, she could feel them on her making her feel happy but yet, at the same time vulnerable unexplainably?
He smiled and looked like he about to say something to her, but who would be talking to her, another hidden personality or him, who ever him is?
But, enough heavy thinking, she says to her self, right now he is genuinely funny and she dying to laugh but is doing her best to hold it in. He was releasing his own special brand of a personality game play, and the other girls were loving it and she reluctantly [/color], although she didn't want to admit it she was too!

Well, the ladies listening, including stubborn Judy, are bewildered and awe-struct listening to this mans non stop funny rants, they burst out laughing ha, ha, ha...

BR, burst out laughing, Ha, ha, ha. Then Judy burst out laughing too, ha, ha, ha!

Suddenly Judy really broke up laughing loud as hard as she could! She reached the point of this is got to be too much of a joke, and found all this hilarious, and cracked up so hard her face turned red, ha, ha, ha. she blushed, and kept on laughing
Barni, Laughed and cried too, realizing she had been played! Was this was just BR's way of teasing and playing around, with the ladies?

The gig was up!

[ 8 ]

He smiled, then crushed his cigarette out on a rock, and looked at each of them, and said seriously. Now listen up, It's been a pleasure making your acquaintance ladies. I like you, got up early, not to look at the scenery. I got up at the crack of dawn and walked a mile or two, not because I wanted too! I got up, cause I needed to get things straight in my head!
I am gone be responsible for all y'all. And I am gone need some volunteers to help me!

Everyday volunteers making and serving dinner.
Lets say each day at four sharp. And helping organize and being done by six!

I hope you can be there today, or get me some folks who will.

Will you guys help, he asked them seriously?
They looked at each other nodding their heads with one another and agreed, and Judy, said sure!
Besides that I try to get these people up, and will have a meeting this morning to lay some new laws down!
Thanks, I am going need all the help I can get, he said getting to his feet, and then said something very telling:

I like bugs! Bumble buggers and Bees, Bumble bees, Are my favorites! There are nearly 20,000 known species of bees, they form a structure, a way of living! A hive, which they defend with their lives!
This, is their kingdom, and this camp is mine! In my camp. There are Queen bees! I am their king! And in my kingdom, for it too survive! It will be, characterized by having a cooperative brood, and a division of labour into reproductive and non-reproductive adults! Bees navigate using spatial memory, and we with our memory will also be guided, like a magic compass, pointing to our future survival

And ladies and Queen bees, here's the hard part!

There will be days, and days, when I do things you might not like or understand. I do things that you hate! But I got to do what I think I need, need to, too! To be successful! I also got to enforce discipline, for the benefit of all our survivors! If that day comes, don't hold it against me. Don't! I am just doing what I got too! Then without saying anything else, the man, proceeded to turn and walked down the other side of the hill, toward the camp. And as he walked away, his size got smaller, but in their eyes, became bigger! And as he came, so he went, and was gone!

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Hi! It's me Madcow sammy, OMG, Lots of nuts escaped out of the nut house, I dam sure, ain't sure, what is gone happen next, but these girls i think got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I think all the people, in that boat needs to get their heads examined quick! They got issues. I know BR and The Captain do! These guys are unbelievable! Wow,
Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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Continuation tribute to the Master Buddhi
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Stories inspired by his work ; entitled " Mandelbox In The Water " rendered and created by Master Buddhi in the year 2011 on Earth!

THE FLYING WHITE CHRONICLES : A PLAY
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Fractal Extreme Nightmare Horror Stories [ parental warnings! ]

MISS LOVEKILLJOY DEAF
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BAD PERSONALITIES

MISS LOVEKILLJOY DEAF

CHAPTER 5

[ 8-17 ]

[ Seconds in to film at 1:47 ] Oh shoot, honey oh no! Oh no dam, yelled Miss love, sounding desperate and very alarmed. I, I oh no! I dropped my, my mothers bible in the water, Oh how stupid of me! Oh help please Nicky? Please, oh please Nicky! Can you try to scoop it up for me, asks love grabbing his shoulder and pulling at his arm pleading with him.! "What, What, what tha?
Where? Asks, Nicky? Look down there. Dam it, I, I was fumbling through my purse and about to say a little prayer for us, and we are so happy and I remembered, when we were doing it back at the airport you told me, you would like me to have your baby. So I wanted to pray, and I, said miss love crying hysterical. Miss Love burst in tears uncontrollably, yelling and crying, totally distraught. It slipped, and it slipped out! Oh God, no, no,no,no, Oh, please Nicky, please, please, Oh my God, I don't want to loose it! I don't! Its, its been in my family for generations. My mother will kill me!

Please help, she pleaded her eyes full of tears running down her face, I'll drive the ship! Well, Ok, replied Nicky hesitantly. She was prompting him, to do it seriously.
This sounds really, really, kind of little crazy but OK, for you OK! I see it, could you, well, can you hold the controls steady, while I try to climb down and reach into the water to grab it, asked Nicky playing the role of the good samaritan! Sure honey trust me, I can pilot these things good, replies love happily with a big relief, and a big sigh, smiling, all happy like! So, Nicky, quickly unlocks the door of the chopper, on his left, holds it open and climbs down. And places his foot of the landing gear bar trying to balance himself as best he can.
Miss Love handles the controls and pushes down the left anti-torque tail rotor pedal, just a tiny bit to control the pitch and get the chopper to go to the left a little closer to where the Holy book is floating in the waves of the water. Nicky reaches over and goes to grab it, but misses it on his first try, and yells out to her 'come a little closer to the left.' Miss love sees him dangling out really precariously balancing himself by holding on to the slippery surface of the open door.

So, Nicky sees the red bible floating in the wavy waters, at this point, the ship is closes to the water so he thinks this is as good a time as any and he, he reaches down to grab the bobbing floating bible in the water, when suddenly the ship, spun over jerking and tilting abruptly making it impossible to hold on any longer, treacherously unbalanced, he fell, loses his grip and pitches head first into the water. OH, DAM, shit, honey. I thought you said you knew how to fly this thing, OK, I got your book, now, come on down and pick me up, he screams angrily. "Oh, Thank God," Nicky baby, oh, sure thing baby, replies love as she looks down and sees him holding up the red colored book out of the water in his right hand while he paddles with the left to keep himself afloat. Oh, I am so, so , so sorry Nicky yells Miss Love, please, wait a second, honey I am coming for you. He looks up at her. She shouts down, Ok! Honey sure right away, yells Miss Love, a big smile over her face looking happy, then, all of a sudden something happened. Suddenly, Nicky his eyes widen, his nostrils flair, his hair stands up on end. He raises up his eyebrows, his face reddens, changes, he looks like he is in extreme pain and then,
his body begins to jerk around violently in the water, he desperately try to leap out of it, he tries again to lurching with left hand, while with his right he still clings on to the red bible book!
His eyes are now popping out of his head, as if experiencing extreme pain! His mouth opens and closes, several times exaggeratedly, no words, nothing said, but, then, his face stretched in a straight twisted lines, he trashes his arms in the water, and, and again try, try's grabbing for the helicopter, by stretching out both arms up toward it. Which, un-fortunately for him, begins to rise up ever so slowly, slowly upward. Miss Love, she pokes her head out of the open door, and stares into his eyes down below. Then out of his mouth, came a scream, a blood curdling super loud scream from hell, " ow ow owwwwwwwww ooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww."
OW ahhh ow, owwww what ow, ow oh now, love, love something is in the water, love Something is in here now with me, of GOD! Ow!, What babe, asks love, pretending to be terrified. Something is in here, something is biting me all over its.
He doesn't finish his sentence.

[ 8-18 ] Terminate and ex-specie-ate.

Miss Love, Miss love now, takes under over, emotionally pushing death to the edge of life like a new knife, a new babies perspective of what is considered real, and what is real and what constitutes real defined by what, by whom and in what capacity. Does real mean that when she kills you, you are really dead? Or is it real being dead an idea, or a bio chemical representation of a mentality conceptualizing what real is, and if so, does that mean it is what it is, really when she killed you, you react by being dead, or can you react and not be dead? Is your mind bamboozled into thinking you must die, if so who said so, and why? Why do you believe every thing you hear?
Or is death a non real event of the body but not the mind or an illusion or some where in between in kind? An assumption of an idea? An idea of being alive, or being alive really and proving you are, by others telling you are alive, Irregardless of the fact that those who are agreeing with you, that you are alive are imagined by you. The fact that you are imagining them make you less real. Miss Love, loves to ponder zones of thinking like these, her mentality about contemplations of this sort, like this one taken to the next level, or as she would postulate a puzzle :

If you are alive, how can you tell you are not a dream of what life is, as oppose to really being alive? Do you know what you are reading here is a dream? And you are not. You are dreaming you are reading here, you are dreaming the words you see on this page that does not exist, but you imagine it does, other wise it doesn't exist. You are dreaming you are reading and by the act of reading it appears to be real to you and since you are dreaming the words they are, but soon as you stop, its over forget about it. Only because you are imagining it all.
Miss Love plays logic propelled by simulations both non linear places that are elctro-shipped bio chemically into a unspeakable dark mystic evil zones, controlling it all with her mind. Miss Love goes into a kind of trance, and effectively her minds mentality tri-splits simultaneously here, symbolically placing her feet into three sub divisions worlds, returning to which respectively one or both will be a quandary, whether that be, the spiritual worlds of the unknown or the real world one or a sub world surrealistically gutted and de-zoned of cogent benign beings energy zones. Bottom line does death exist or is in your mind?

She comes home.

This is not a person, but pretense, an energy pretense, pretending to be a person! Could a particle like her be spit out of a collider?

You can not see her here for she can change appearances but she is here.
Repeat that well for because you live for a short time, overtime you cannot think of things that have never happen outside of not only your short lives but logics of the short samples of collective pier experiences you have had, because by default, lacking by genomic advancement enhancements you don't live long enough.
The wizards of your time, are opening windows unknowingly with the Hadron collider, changing their world unknowing, while in the pursuit of knowledge, but things that have never happen before will happen, by what they are doing. And what Miss Love is doing, is manifesting on a higher plain imbued psychologically with self disdain, troubled savant she be in vain, living in the particles of the mass. The origins of why dark matter has mass and why it is hesitant to the resistance of change, range from one opinion to the next, but the secret is that the demons are hidden in the dark matter and they are vexed!

Take a cue from her, action as we look on her at the window as she looks down into the buddhi water where Nicky man is drowning, she watches him, man of flesh like the rest, doomed by birth quest like all the rest that she has executed muted, thus silenced from, beings convoluted, suited, in, insulted out, out routed life denied, She was changing reality!
   She is, an icier, a sub order demon woman with stealthy powers, came forth out of her, and she took, her hand pulled out of her bodies arm and waved it in the air, like it didn't care or belong as part of her body. For It, changed morphed and was not part of her, any more and disjointed itself from her wrist just like this, and floated hovered away, four feet in front of her, suspended in the air there that way. And no blood drops, fell from her separated hand floating in the air away from her there. This was Ascension time, out straight, no debate out of hell from whence her mentality dwells. Habits for black hearted Bunny Rabbits are hard to break for petes sake and Bunny Rabbit, when she wants a carrot she'll kill for it.

The hand waved, that hand that left her body as a independent entity, as independent entity free to do, come, and go as it pleases. Waving alive and totally in control!
Then slowly, out of her wrist, morphed and grew out another hand, but this one was a robotic shiny translucent hand of a woman, with long pink colored nails!
Miss Love, so watched this, and this acknowledging, thus slowly raised up her hand, And, then she casually glanced back at her old one floating alone some feet from her. It went over to the Plexi glass window of the helicopter, and appeared to be looking out the window at the man below drowning.
Of this, ought one to see, in disbelief, things all manner of things, the smoke shapes, shook, and out growth came new shapes ones! And eerily, these shapes, grew out of other shapes, ‪Homeomorphisized ‬from other shapes like racked tiny to big colored fractals, coming slowly lighted alive before us.
A loud knocking sound was suddenly heard, Zockidy Zock Zock, banging on a hidden time door.
We couldn't help our selfs, but watch with open eyes long strong, less we miss a look at all that was happening so fast, miracles of the bad, bad kind gone wrong done by this demon child, who despite all, she appears she has won, Miss Lovekilljoy Deaf!

She takes a look out the windows, in her minds eye, Nicky, the guy she lied too. They, the demon audience inside her, are all watching him down in the cold waters. Poor Mr. Nick sticky, in the quarters waters in pain stained with blood. The man, as he realizes suddenly death is at hand, he struggles in the cold water this way and that, and she, up above laughs proudly at her orb, as she us tell in her own words what happens next : I watched his head. I watched his little head down there. As it goes under the water for a moment, just a moment or two, you can see Nicky, his face grimacing in pain. Gasping for air there. From his lips burst forth, when he yells from that underwater place, up comes thousands of bubbles surfacing, popping one by one, and you can hear his voice pops out of them.
"Its got, its got me! Ow, OW owwwwww Help," his voice comes out distorted in the bubbles, It sounds something like this : " helppppguru ba bu got me me got, gulp,glup guppy gun ble ow. its got me, Help pep , its got me, hep it pit me help me."
I watched and I listened to him, It was so very funny to me. I watched the macabre scene from above, as his body sunk down, once, then popped back up to the surface, it returns to the surface covered from head to to toe in piranhas fishes biting his flesh off the bones, and clinging on to him everywhere, they covered his arms, his hands, and his whole body, with the tiny ones, thousands of them, and their big parents too, enough food fall all. She smiled watching intently, as the life and death struggle romanced down below.
   Have you every seen a piranha? Seen them, Up close and personal? The waters of the Buddhi is full of them. Nicky, he unfortunately didn't know, and I sure in heck wasn't going to tip him off! You see, they come at you to eat you alive. They have a round solidly built body, like a bull dog. With a big chin jaw, that juts far out from the rest of its scaly evil face, and body. The rest of his face is pitched and is laid back, inclined at a 45º degree angle, like that of a sharp knife, so when he wants to eat you, he just drops his jaw down wide, as he sinks his sharp white angled shaped teeth in you like a piece of birthday cake, and rips out a chunk!

He quickly swallows it,and gets down quickly to repeat the process obsessed, staring out at you with light pale toned reddish eyeballs with diamond shaped black pupils.

He's watching you very carefully. He's not afraid of you. If you dare move, he attacks. If you don't, he attacks. If you get a heart attack, he attacks!
They are from inception cute little evil things, in the pocket of nature, used to Terminate and Ex-specie-ate. From the time they are born, as soon as they hatch forth leaving their microscopic sized little eggs, they come pre-prepared with huge big electric blade saw like white teeth, ready to eat your meat. These demon fish, these marvelously evil piranhas?

What are they by birth hard wired instinctively to know is, in the laboratory of life a heart beats in a dish, it's your duty to stop and kill it, yes, but its not necessary to kill it, you can eat it alive, just swallow it whole. The legends of the piranha, are so bold told, The Castles of Buddhi, is that why they are here, to protect this place from outsiders, poor Nicky, Nicky, he was clueless otherwise no way in hell, would he have jumped in the water!

Can these hungry fellows live a thousand years? No, but I wish they could!
Don't emulate mutilate, they abhor being underfed, dead, they fail not to chow down in town, on one poor dinner entrails ready called, Nicky Sticky, holding up a red bible in his hand incident, "instant skeleton," be he holding his graves key!

Miss Love, Miss love, Oh Miss love, being not from the heavens above, homeomorphs, from one dimension, to another, then coughs out about the blue amorphous smoke with its powerful clout, and sways the winds of sin, and oh, all manor of this known turns trained informed into the unknown, clone an then morphs back re-combobulationally, inside the chaos times structures that opens the pathways, to reconstitute back to the other hiddens worlds reality, back, back, revert she goes, as it was, back as it should be, we, thee she, it, be, back, back and as the world swirls, around and around, zooming to the point, the precise point in time, the event threshold, back in to the time in time, the ships and she both returns to normal, the chopper returns to normal, scene is the same as it was before, she released it from her minds control and grabs the controls of the chopper, and peeks down at poor Nicky, whats left of him that is!
She has flexed the powers of ‪Homeomorphism‬ and returns and passes back from the gates of hell back to this worlds reality, leaving her other worldly peers behind, as they all, all spirits, zoom back into the blue smoke of her cigarette from whence they came! She puts it out!

Just in time to finish watching the man she once kissed in bliss, now to die a horrible un-speakable bloody death! She laughs, ha, ha,ha!

[ 8-19 ] Snack Time

Miss Love, Miss love, she knew where her lovely evil little piranhas friends dwelled, a place located on the outskirts of hell, this place in the fracto locality of spaces called,

   " The Castles of The Buddhi!"

She tilts her head now slowly at first warming her self up, then increase the speed, tilts around and around a thousand time wildly, smiling wildly, then in a moment, stops on a dime. Just to show you this woman is powerful as well as cognizant, acute and brilliantly brazenly uncivil.
She, pulls out her cam and calmly turns it on, raises it to her eyes, holds the camera steady, smiles, like a happy tourist, checking something she'd like to show friends,
As she takes a picture, does a short clip, you know, the video proof thing, she focused down on the man, the man being eaten. That deed done, puts the video camera back in the corner of her bag, placed it on the floor next to the door, lets it dangle from the door handle. Proceeds with the precision of a red timed cloaked clock attack, blinks and rolls her eyes back in to her head, so you only see the whites of her eyes looking at you.

Then she, with first a tiny smirk on her face, then a full smile beaming with glee, realizes how things are working out, according to plan, she evilly presses a button, and drops a torpedo device, set to floating mode and allows it to float close to the man below, it sinks down and floats in place under the layers of murky blood red stained waters around the poor fellow.
She sets it, programming it electronically to go off soon, the bomb set is programmed immerse and will float at just ten feet from under the surface of the water, just to make sure, that if the fish don't eat his bones the bomb will destroy not just him, but everything, in a half a mile of these Castle halls. She loves explosions, especially big, big beautiful tumultuous ones ! She can't wait to see them! She scratches her chin, bats her eyelids, then, smiles blinking her beautiful eyes, which she rotate one of the pupils to be looking to the front, while with the other eyeball,she rolls to the other one peeking and blinking to the right and around in circles. She looks in the mirror, giggles, fixes her hair, pushing some hairpins in on the side to hold her bangs up!

She reaches and places his brief case near the door, and snaps open the latch button on top,and opens it and puts a live hand grenade in it and casually shuts it back grabs it by the handle and tosses it out the door like she is putting out the trash! A few moments later, BOOMMMMM. She reaches into her bag, again for some white sani-wipes napkins, and dutifully, wipes down the maroon leather seats covers, of the the seat where Nicky use to sit. She uses her favorite cleanser, putting a tiny amount in the napkin lovingly. She loves to use Clorox, she thinks it cleanses so, so very nicely.
And leans over to the window for a second, checks to see if theres anything left of him, out side the window, yep, he still there, parts at least, but the fish are doing their job meticulously, and she thinks and grins, wow, I don't have to pay them, so cool!

They hungrily set about devouring in a mad state of frenzy. Nicky, poor fellow, sadly, pathetically keeps trying to look up at the bottom of the big helicopter flying a few feet just over head in the water. He is helpless, almost dead. Till a weary brazen fish jumps up ands eats out a slice of his right eyelid, rips it off, then turns down, dives back into the depths of the sea, turned the color red with his blood. He's floating upward bobbing like buoy, marking the spot of his grave, he will get no funeral, no grave side prayers, no accolades, no eulogy, for him there was no democracy!

In the water, now still holding in his hand the bible, why, cause Miss Love, put a special livid chemical adhesive on its surface so when he touched it, it would be bonded irreversibly to his hand no matter what. She wanted it that way, because you see, inside the good little red book of the Bible was hidden, secretly, in its interior compartment holding another nasty little bomb, She intended to detonate it in a few minutes to make sure, absolutely sure, nothing is left.
She is smiling, looks down at him, as another fish jumps up and eats out his right eyelid, then another takes off his left ear, she smiles gleeful and giggling, enjoying the pure evility of it all, with pleasure supreme! She bobs and weaves, to the music playing loud in her ship, evidently, having a good time!
The cheerful cool beats playing in the background is
suddenly, drowned out by incoming, dark doom sounding, conceited music of death, seeping in from some hells, place hidden from the living.
Oh lady, bad lady, licking her red lips again and again, anxiously enjoying the un-civility of her action, with pure obsessive being (somewhat, no totally obsessive ) compulsion disorder deliberately, knowing full well she was gumptionizedzoic manifestedly created to decommissioned all within her parameters near to her, by her with the brutality of the ultimate finality. She is happy smiling , grooving to the sounds and cool musical beats, bobs her head up and down to the music and turns her head around a few times, smilingly! Using magic or kinetic powers or both she orders her lipstick to come out of her bags and decorate her cheeks with large round circles as if she was trying to look like a kid doll. The lipstick tube, by it self, quickly rises up, slowly and the tube pushes out the red soft creamy stick, and it flies slowly, as if some invisible fingers were holding it, and applying the red colored, round balloon shaped marks upon her cheeks, making her indeed, to appear to look like a doll!
A demon girl-doll, all dolled up! Then, when done it descends back down into her bag.
She looks down at poor Nicky, smiles , laughs, and closes the door, turns up the volume of the music, as she does, she is smiling and laughing, enjoying herself as only a evil demon would, and she is dancing to the hot rhythms in her seat as the music plays loudly.

It drowns out the poor mans frenetical screaming below.

Its time now, The Murder of Scientist kiss with death, it begins as it started :

The voice of her ex boy friend scientist screams out from beneath through the bubbles in the water rising to the surface. Help me! The nature of his cry defies reason, Its is enough to make one die out of season, bone chilling screams yells without reason, no, not true, reasons of many plenty be horror for you see, what you could not see, a diabolic plan see the water of the Buddhi is there for one reason. Not to let anyone steal the parts of the holy interior walls of glass in the Castles of the Buddhi, so it , shall be written famine be cast of them, then so shall it be, sea dam full of the killer Piranha fish it will be, fresh eater hungry feasting on his body, leaving not a bone, nor its delicious bone marrow, feast, feasting on his body biddy. Miss love hate, hate love, as she smiles staring down with pleasure, at the unnatural brutality in dark mothers natures reality. Quite nicely, she ponders, wonders, dreams awake in an dangerous trance kind of state, incredibly way, this day, in the sun, one such as she, dominates another person who dying, if not dead, already.

She takes a red brush and begins to brush back her hair from her face, as she peeks out at to see the little fish enjoying their supper, a special cuisine , brought to them by the death queen, Miss Lovekilljoy, her self. The screams he makes shatters the calmness of the sky, and why? The calmness of the tunnels and why? They have just past through peace, now madness doesn't pass but roars through!

Have no mercy said the good book. He went into the water to save, the woman in the ship above smiles, sin slave. Dry high flying and unscathed. His cry splits the air, and egregiously ricochets loudly off the high and mighty chambers walls of caves of glass. HELP! HELP! Help me meeeeeeeeeeeee! Help, for the love of god nooooooooooooooo! HELP ME!

His loud eerie sound calls for help, ricocheted off the walls of glass, unheeded, from love who looks down, but won't set the ship down or do for him whats needed. Is she scared? Is she frightened? Is she a coward ? Then we look down at the water popping all over the place with Piranha fish jumping out, this way and that. Ripping, tearing at his skin, swallowing his flesh, eating away at the under side of his neck.

Now, in the realm of arts of the dark incumbent knowledgeable in these ways, praise was to through thought power to kinetically inclined, to manifest in the undivine so it she rose up her left hand, hand shook it and day turned in night and, from her fingers danger streamed out, like a laser beams of jumbled lightening, brightening all around, she paused in the cabins air look deathy there, with a eerie stare that could kill you dead,
She swung her hand in the air control power there and
she pointed to a pair of fish, with the fingers of her hand, seeming to swoop them up out of the water, and control them magically, and suspended their control to her control, and she maneuvered them up, up in the air in a long calculated curve, that arched and set a diabolical trajectory towards the mans eyeballs down below.

Miss Lovekilljoy whispered to them, " You the little devil fishes go!"

Then, she pointed down directly down at the desperate man screaming for her to help him, and into things porous soul phase through powers unknown tossed the fish in to his face.

With two out stretched, with two long out stretched fingers stretching longer out of its sockets procket, issuing forth still longer growing fingers, and using some godforsaken power from where, who knows where, she made these two Piranha fishes out of thousands, that were surrounding the chopper, to rise up, up and out towering above in the air, there the two fishes rose up like birds of black death, and they rose slowly more higher, in the air and controlling them, she, he she he live long, despite it self, seen through it is wrong sides hides in it the unseen, in the background of the body of this queen, name Miss Hate Love, thus, then power bends, she beckoned onto them, order, " zoom'th thee down and to fly faster at a speed greater than, the embroiderer of the shaft of the weavers'rod, in to eyes of Nicky, sickley sod."

And magically, they came down, the Piranha went, smashing into their target, on her orders, couriers of Miss Lovekilljoy, girl in the flying in the EC135, that hovers steady, as rock above the dead there, not just air, but time. His fate zeal sealed nought, more he fort. But like sheep to be slain, slew again, and again, it happen like that, no, like you look adapt glad to see its' not me, and move on sing'th thee.

Eat he who dare look at me, do it nows. Miss Lovekilljoy said, with our option of debate so went his fate in the mighty Halls of glass in The Castles of Buddhi.
On listener ears a very eerie music of doom is heard playing in the minds of men as the classical beaus of the dark side slither .

Di do di doom dum, Dum dum dum di doommmmmmmmm from in'with in parchment hold young control, rest no minds, beware of the coming of the others, gas open now. This is it!
They obeyed the she devil, zoomed down and with jaws open and smashed into the mans two eyes attacking them, ripping them out and eating while he stood there in the water stunned and total disbelief. The mans head, looked like this : one fish sticking out his right eyes socket, and another one sticking out of his left eye socket! Two fish sticking out his head, dead!
They gauged into eye sockets wiggling all around in them as they dug into them. Into his head they bore, boring into the holes in his head, where his eyes used to be. No more eyes, they ate them. And hung inside of them, blood running down his face as he shook violently, and hell screamed, he did bloody murder, for help. Beware of the words written on the map that leads to the land of The Castles of Buddhi : it reads mortars from the palm parchments from before time beacon lit began, read what was written in the sands of Eaden, before the winds blew them away. Reality fallacy components hath, tell this day way'in'ith sark'theatwinds usher'ith in the blackish'ith, eliots dif'ithblack zones grouth in'th throat of man, Not refreshing in, says this child of evility Miss Lovekilljoy, beware, beware, she is pretty on the outside, only!

Not, flesh rots and when your time has been pottered, no need to run, it's late for he who dates, says come meet your fate, ashes to ashes, ands sun to son. Oh, pray twill earless, worthless deadlock the bucketed in bad, from worse, is cursed. No run'tyh, run not ye, boosomality child of the wild, has come, bing rings the bells the door, slide slowly open open opening more! Run and scary, hairy, vile mary Jumbalaha, sin monic scary shady lady, rose up and time again, stood still as the horror of it all sank in, spilling in our reality voids without reason.
Out, out, out of his skull he add two fish sticking out of eyes-sockets, screaming he, Help meeeee!

Water, water once so blue, true, turned, dire red, as they eat his head, the stains of blood, small gets larger as the waves too, turn red, dead mans blood, flood, turn the Buddhi sea red, that said. The Un-civility o this black hearted human, who enjoys cleaning things, super clean with Clorox Bleach Cleanser!
Anything else offends her! Doom, whom demon possess bitch from hell, light rises bite flashes white out of her yews like flashlights in the black of night, she rubs hers backside cheeks, raise her wet hair tossing it back upon her vested wets back. And to you, with glee, she so smiles, her famous smile, with one corner of her mouth turned up, and one corner turned down, and so she begins to gleefully sing, try smiling like her and sing along too, sings :

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I love Clorox bleach, drink it every day,

The night holds fractals fright! Precariously perched in a lurch, someone is coming, some one bad!

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The Scary Jesse Chronicles

Chapter 4

He was somehow, was one of them, one of their kind, he was horrified, terrified, and extremely confused!

The fact that he was no longer himself, no longer made sense, he would live no longer unless the wild jungle men said so! All, this made him want to cry, but he was too scared to cry, to cry now was to die, in this dangerous world, bring up the bottom of bereft death cry is all you have left, alone without a chance, without any! Any is not many!
This boy, this mere child, landed in the wild, he had been fractally transported, transported back to a time, a time, out of time, when the jungles covered the earth , not once, twice, but thrice like a thick green band, in just a couple places, no! All places, were under constant threat, by huge hungry beasts, each one, each one more beastly and horrifying than the next!

And, listen, you could hear them, the beasts roaring in the black jungles of doom. Sometimes their roars were faint, barely audible in the far-away distances, where your eyes could not see, then other times close, dangerously!

His first day, they, the wild ones, caught him. it was easy, when you live in modern times you use soap, soap has a distinct Oder, he washed with soap, he had that Oder on him in the jungle breezes, he had brushed his teeth, with toothpaste, and had that Oder on him in the jungles, he had baby talcum powder on him, in the the jungles breezes, and the breezes sent signals of his scents along the currents of the jungle air, picked up there by the tribe, who shortly arrived, and went homing in on him, as his smell stood out in the jungle shadowy wells. So, different was he, for in the jungles there was no Oders, like what he had, sad, but true, these things had not been invented yet! And you could smell them easily, if wild man you be!
Yes, caught short, he, with no place to run, no place at all, only to fall down on his knees and plead for his life, they had him.

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What, what he thought, as they took him, what were they saying to him, it took him awhile, but after a time of trying hard to understand them, it seemed they spoke a primitive form of english and he slowly understood what they were saying, they wondered why he smelled so bad?
Who child this? Who get here him? Who long him been here? Who him? Many questions his captors had, but he had more, but dare not ask!
His first day was so frightening, and he soon found, if he wanted to stay alive and not get beaten, he'd better in fact, do what his captors said, move quickly, and follow their footsteps, and dare not ver off the foot trails, left by them! Ironically, they put a vine rope, like a leash around his neck, but he was not barking like a dog, no, not in this new world, and that was a relief for him! Still for you to assume, he was safe, that would be a stretch, he didn't really know, what was going to happen to him, from one minute, to the next!

He was pushed to the floor of the jungle in their camp, and the tribe members gathered around to eye the tiny stranger, some pointed and some kicked him, he saw most adults at first, then as they left him, their children were allowed to get closer to see him, they were a tripping, laughing, and harassing taunting him, he soon learned to take it, and be quiet. He had no other options. He learned to sleep on the jungle floors.
It wasn't easy! When you lay your head down on the jungle floors, you are resting your head down on a bed of leaves that have fallen from the tree tops over your head. And you have your ear, to the ground and under the leaves, you, you can actually hear the crawling ants, with pointy feet making footsteps, sounding like something banging on glass, tic, tic, tic, tic, is the sound their tiny feet made, as they crawled on the dry leaves under his ears!
They would, walk and run and they would wonder this way and that, and wonder, meandering under him. He closed his eyes, but he was faking sleeping, but, how could anyone sleep in this situation? But, he made believe, hoping they would leave him alone in peace. It was a hard first day, for him! He wished he could call his mommy, but had no phone. He was far away from home, far, far he had roamed, and he listened to the sounds of the tribes people made. He listen to their kids as they played, he listen to the animals in the jungles as they strayed, going about their business. And from time to time though, he thought, he needed to write a letter to someone, to relate all that was occurring to him, and it was in that moment, in that second, he vowed to somehow make a diary somehow, and write.

And the Pussavfoos roaches, would form a nest in a flat leafed plant bark with a cardboard quality to it, and was dark green and when you scratched the surface, it appeared as white scratch lines, perfect for writing on, thought baby Jessi, so he followed the Pussavfoos cocka roaches to the home nest and ripped out a section of the wall of the nest and ran away with it, and washed it off in a stream and let it sit in the sun on a rock, and dry out, making it perfect for what he wanted. A page to write on. He could roll the leaf up, place in a little shoulder bag, a "askaty," or bag, he made of." safbazzo," which is the intestinal track of what thy called a," tenboet" creature, and when it dried out, it makes a good carrying bag when you strap it over your shoulders with a long vine strap, save it, and carry it with him on his daily travels.

So thats what he did!
So in the "askaty," bag, the leaf papers, would be dry and be well preserved, so when ever he got back home, he could show his mommy so she could read them, knowing his handwriting was bad, and his spelling was awful, but that didn't matter!

He decided he wanted to keep chronicles of his life with Oliocoshimbas tribe, and added to it every day after eating!

He promised himself, he would write all about this scary journey, he would write : The Scary Jessi Chronicles!

But for now there was no help, his problems were big, what if he takes his problems to the United Nations, but there was no United Nations, let alone anybody in his conner to help, alone he, alone the boy be. What makes him sure he could live here with them? Nothing, it was all based on his instinct.
But many fears, yes, he was inundated, and shook, trembling, so it was the boy trembled physically, and one kid looked at him saw he was getting sick, and at first laughed, and beat him with a stick, but then she felt sorry for Baby Jessi and went away. The next day, baby was getting worse. He hadn't eaten the food, dried ants and mehoola bugs, they gave him to eat, so he did not like it, so he did not eat it.
His breathing was being affected by intensity of un-nerving uncertainty, and the depth of the trauma of this experience, and his mind filled with its, questions torture, and he repeated contemplate the question of why, oh, why, bad luck had befallen him.
Was he not a good little boy?
Was he not respectful to his mommy?
Was he not obedient?
Was he not old, did what he was told, is it because he hadn't lived long enough? And all that stuff?
If he was not, was that the reason his fate debates, fate saturated, with changing of places and times, sadistic taste of the strangings of time upon his minds in time?
Oh, such heavy questions for a little troubled child, he say yay or nay, questions he could not decipher, too young was he. He had offers from the other children to come and play, but traumatized, he declined and stayed by himself alone in the shadows, option-less. If he ran away, the beasts out there in the jungle, would gobble him up, what a rut?
He stayed alone four days getting to know these wildmen. The food these people, called food, he wouldn't touch with a nine foot ladder. They ate pieces of creatures, eyes and all, chunks of raw meat, raw ripped out of live creatures while it was still warm, seemed to be a delicacy to them, but a disgustation, in the eyes of Baby Jessi, who was finding all these acts insane. One kid, a girl about his age, was assigned to feed him, so he would not die, she comes around each afternoon, sometimes in the morning too, and throw it, raw meat, thrown down at his feet to eat. He was not accustomed to eating like a dog? And refused it to eat. Touched it not, let it rot!
Then the girl child, this, named, Vungagitvunga, went away that day, told the medicine man of the tribe, the weakening health of the foreigner who would not eat his dinner. And the Medicine man came to see the boy tied to tree, and sat on his knees and looked at him, and Baby Jessi really was frightened. The man about, 250 pounds was short compared with the other tribesmen. He had his body painted in a blue herb color from plants, and had a white horizontal mark above his eyebrows that ran from ear to ear. The official sign of a medicine man healer. No, Oh, this baby Jessi had no clue. Who? The mans chest was muscular and his nipples tiny, were painted with the sign of the "x ," and of this Baby Jessi had no clue too! His hands were big and the veins bulged out on them. And had a manner about him, his presence you could feel, he liken the sensation of both the good and bad about him, and then the strange man, look down at the food that the boy refused to eat. It was covered with flies and he grabbed and started eating it, to the shock of the onlookers, and especially Baby Jessi. As a number of the men took a stance some twenty feet away, while the medicine man did what medicine men do.
And, so the others watched him, wondering why he would waste his time with a stranger of little, to no worth, who would not eat their food? But the medicineman was marked with a sense that others had not, and he came closer smiling at him, his eyes were funny, with a strange sparkle, they seemed to grow big small all at once. His pointy nose was large, and the sun sent sunshine bright down on him in the clearing suddenly. The man, on his wrist wore wrist bands with, all manner of slug shells in beautiful colors, and dangling around his neck were long necklaces of teeth. One line of the necklaces was belonging to a large sized sharp teeth, another looked like molars and were yellow. The man moved slowly, smiling into the eyes of Baby Jessi, not wanting to hurt or scare him more than he already was. The, medicine man had a natural bed side manner, and slowly, he reach out his arm and bent it and, and then, rubbed his right forearm on the boys left forearm gently rubbing it. He did this for a couple of minutes. Baby Jessi's heart was pounding in his chest scared red, no words were being exchanged. What was the mans intentions? But to the boys surprise, the sense of feeling and satisfaction he got from this touching of the skins brought confidence to baby Jessi, where before there was none!

It reminded him of how his cat back at home, would rub up against his leg, and the cat would seem to smile and hold up its long black tail and curl it. This to him, was calming soothing, and on doing so was imparting a good harmonic sensation of wordless transmittal of feelings, words could barely begin to express.

Both the cat and he became calmed by the interaction he remembered. It is commonly known as a study, that as the manner in which the young, of all mammals, when touched and snuggle up to their parent body, imparts an mystical calming affect on them. The introduction of rubbing and touching suggest that cutaneous stimulation, skinning touching, stroking-ly one animal to another, in itself is a self serving biological need, and its reciprocation promotes well being. Almost all animals enjoy stroking, and licking, at least as much as and dogs appear to have an insatiable appetite for it, when it comes to being stroked, just like cats. And now, and now the touch of medicine man, his skin to skin stroking gently, was having a miraculous affect on Baby Jessi. His eyes grew less full of fear, and he could not help but slowly, timidly smile. And, then, he did the unthinkable. He reached out with his little hand, and rubbed the back of the hand of the Medicine mans blue hand, and there in that instant, it was like the heaven and earth was one under the sun.

His fears left him!

Baby Jessi eyes, widened, and although he promised, he would never trust any old person again, he felt, he had met a spiritual cosmic friend, and all this, with out a word being spoken.

The medicine man, raised his left hand and several kids came running to his side bowing in deep respect, and he said in sign language to the girl, Vungagitvunga, to replenish a chunk of meat for the boy to eat. And went away with out looking back at Baby Jessi again. The girl went, told her father, to cut out a chunk of a recently slain goat, and she brought the chunk and handed it to Baby Jessi, this time in his hands, looking at him in his eyes for the first, time, for before, she would not let her eyes touch his stare, there. And Baby Jessi, took it and it was like magic, whether he was accustomed to eat this way or not he dove in to it!

Gobbling down the meat like a hungry dog, ironically, thats how hungry this little boy be, Baby Jessi, yes he was fine now, downing it, no wasn't easy, though thick was no easy trick, he didn't have all his baby teeth switched to adult teeth in his mouth, but ate it anyway best he could, and by doing so survived to live, and upon his face, we see a slight smile on this boy child in the wild.

In the wild wilderness, where scarcity of resources is the norm, food and its acquisition comes with strings, one string baby jessi had, is that if they are providing sustenance to keep you alive, loyalty and tribe leader loyalty is a given a fact a child would be hard pressed to understand, but children often learning things by just being there, and baby jessi was absorbing jungle tribe customs and culture quickly. One dead he saw a big man being carried about on logs supported by several men off the floor of the jungle. This guy apparently had to be the king, cause he was not required to walk, but be carried. Baby Jessi, thought this was cool, and said, wow, when I grow up, I want someone to carry me to my car, and carry me from car to my jet-plane, and my private pilot to fly me too! Of course he was day dreaming just a little, but he had a point.
There were many children Baby Jessi could play with. Got some "Nethanderthal" in you, guess we all do? Anyway, one Nethanderthal child, he met was a little boy about two inches taller than him, who liked to toss fruit-balls and coconuts in the air simultaneously, and roll them on the ground. He especially liked throwing them into the water in the nearby stream. Baby Jessi tried shaking a tree to find if one would fall and he tried, and tried, but alast, nothing happen, So he asked the kid, who was named Montageakka, how he was able to get the fruits out of the tree? And he said : by throwing rocks and hitting them making them fall! Well, little Baby Jessi, he tried too, and it worked, soon baby jessi had a bunch of fruits and would bite into them to quench his thirst. In the afternoon he met another kid a girl, just wild as can be she, bare bodied save for a raw hide dress, and she played jumping rope, but without the rope, and Baby Jessi, thought it was fun, so he join in, and then kids had a good time that afternoon in the Jungle tree shade.
He liked meeting new friends and doing their special way of greeting each another, which was to kick the bottom of the other persons foot. Anyway he met lots of kids! He met, Icumi, who was thin as a dime with natural white hair, instead black. White hair was found on the heads of old, old people, but here was icumi, with beautiful long locks of white, hair! His father was a, " Haswhomak," or tribal carpenter, that knew lots of things about making stuff, like canoes and rafts to place them in the streams to go up and down the streams. Another little boy, and he and Muntagekaka, both seemed around Baby Jessi's age, and hung around in the center of the encampment, all the time, and this was because, it was the safest place for the tiniest of the kids to play safely! Baby Jessi learned from them how to eat fruits and bananas, and raw fish that taste like sardines even though they were big and long, and blue! They called the fish, "Totos." what was a little hard for baby jessi was eating the raw meat. The kids would chase down a giant chicken and their parent would spear it and kill it, and make it fall and cut it and hand the meat to the kids to eat just like that. They'd chop off the chicken feet, and stick them in their hair to make them look funny, and then, use the feathers as toys rockets, by tying a pebble to it, and throwing way up high in the air and watch it twist around and around as it came down. WOW, it was so much fun,thought, Baby Jessi, he never knew! When Baby Jessi, asked why don't they cook the chicken, by the way they called chicken , "Yimhimy," the people looked at him like he was crazy, cause Yimhimies, taste good just like they are, nice and raw and warm by the warm blood and the Gods sunshine!
So, it was then it dawned on him, WOW! If they could only taste the difference between a cooked fried chicken, or "Yimhimy," or a Yimhimy uncooked, the way they ate it, they would opt for the cooked one! Baby Jessi knew that southern fried Yimhimies are the best, problem was getting these cavemen to see the light!
The problem was when he asked them, do you have any matches, nobody had the slightest clue what this little boy was talking about, and soon everybody began to think that he was not just nuts but he was crazy!

Baby Jessi, had come from the future, and was having one hell'ova hard time adjusting to life in the past, but he thought what if he could make a match? But, he left the idea alone, for now, because, for one, he did know how, and besides that, there was so much more important issues on his plate, like learning stuff to survive now. And being that he was new to the jungles, there was so much for him to learn. He had to stay focused on learning different things, so many different things! He couldn't indulge in the luxury of daydreaming about how to create fire to cook with right now. First he needed to learn how to play, have fun, but beware minute by minute of the constant dangers of daily life, one has to face living in the jungle. There was the, pink and yellow, Ockumba, birds, that would swoop down and stick their beaks in your eyes and eat you. The snakes, and many more terrors both, big and small. Icumi likes to climb in the tall jungle trees, and Baby Jessi, learned he likes to climb up to, while the grown ups, were distracted, and see what he could see. The trees were easy to climb, because they had so many, many vines that were like little ladders! It's easy anybody, anybody can do it, as long as they weren't scared of heights. And baby jessi, was afraid of heights, cause he didn't know what could happen to him if he fell! Anyway once, when he was up there, he was scared and came right back down, but he remembers seeing a mountain on the right that wasn't to far away, and he wanted to go there to climb it, but the others kids said, when he mentioned it to them, that it was in the nomads land. Baby Jessi did understand what that meant, but took it on face value, that it mean it's a no no, good place to go, and forgot about it immediately.

Baby Jessi was slowly adapting to jungle life! Now one day, during a thunder storm, the rains made him shiver and he didn't like it. Cause it was hard for him to get accustomed to things you're not accustomed to!
At home, when it rained like this, so hard and long, he would ask his mommy, if he could walk under her umbrella, and it so much fun, he run around and around her in and out of the rain and jump in all the rain puddles, calling them little," swimming pools," but here the people didn't know what an umbrella was. He learned that in the jungle the difference from outside and inside, was not really an option. Here in the great Mother Jungle, inside was outside! In the Jungle, the Jungle was your house inside of which, was your true home! So in other words outside was the new inside for Baby Jessi!

He watched his friends in the rain. It was always amazing to him, the water from the rain would come down raining on them, wetting and it was like so what? Its natural, nobody, even the girls, of all people, took it in stride! Not like how they would react to rain, back in his world, back home. Women, there would go nuts, if their hair got wet and cry, " Help, I am having a bad hair day help!" Not in the Jungles, no way! And true, truths : Is it not for man to think and ponder, Is it for man, to accept rain as being natural or a nuisance? Is it for man, to accept rain as being natural or hide from it under an umbrella? Is it for man, to accept rain as being natural or run from rain and thunder, and in the Jungle wonder?
So, many thoughts, so many, so many. The heavy rains came down, and its funny in the jungles, when it rained the leaves loved it! Their wide leaves served as big water holding containers, and the large leaves seemed to turn a deeper tone of green and get shiny, when they were wet! And as the big rain drops hit them, you can bet, it sounded like a hand slapping a face, over and over non stop! The drops from on high falling a mile down from the blue sky, supply water to give life, so that all can reach it's rich energy fulfillment, be it day or night!
So the rains came down and rolled down the face of Baby Jessi, and it tickled him cold! But baby Jessi over time learned to pay it no mind. He was taught by, Icumi, his little friend, how not to sink in the mud in quicksand, and, how to stay on a certain type of thick dark greenish grass, called Muki, that bound it, with long roots intertwining with rocks, and that this kind of floor of grass was safe to walk on in the downpours of rain. He learned that when he got in trouble in the rain, to look at the locations of long dangling vines in the Jungle trees, as ropes to swing on to avoid one puddle to the next. Plus, he learned that many of the roots were sweet and were edible to eat! The world of Mother Nature, holds prizes of knowledge so much, it was overwhelming for little Baby Jessi to comprehend. It was like being in kindergarden in the jungle.
He saw many spectacular things in the Jungle : like the day two big black scaly beasts, that resembled Dinosaurs was fighting each other up a storm, and just ah ripping each other wide open with their big teeth to the end, where they both just toppled over and dropped dead. It was a scary day baby Jessi said!
He saw the vision, of big animals with sharp long horns running and impaling a stabbing, some animals with it killing them. He saw a monster like some kind of giant Lion, run and try to jump on top of one animal, but it ducked out of the way and the Lion got impaled and stuck on a long sharp branch in the eye killing it.
Yes, its kinder garden, but it is a super kindergarden of life and death, for the young ones who live in the Jungle.

Despite all this he had to face the truth!
He missed his mommy. He missed her great tasting down home cooking! He missed hot dogs, and big juicy hamburgers with barbecue sauce, ice-cream and cake and especially ice-cream and cake with cookies and candy. Oh boy, he really missed those! Despite all the exciting things the Jungle had to offer, despite everything, he was sad! But one thing was really missing, that was hot dogs, he just could not live without them, so he made a promise to figure out how to make fire so he could cook and have one. After all it can't be hard! Just because these people are clueless, doesn't mean he has to forget how easy it is get a hot dog, and how delicious it is to eat one! He wished for a hot dogs and to have hot dinners, but these cavemen people were living in the stone age, and he wanted to show them what a hot meal was!

Was it his hunger, hunger for hot dogs. His hunger for hot-dogs and hamburgers on the grill, or was it pure circumstantial thunder luck, but what ever it was, he was in the past and the past won't last, if you have a programmer mind of the future in time, there. So what does a person who inherited the talent of a programmers mind do in the world, 2 million years ago? He takes that mind and bust out mediocredcy into magically of whizary! Thats what he does!
Such was the Baby Jessi's goal to unfold that way, he put his programmers mind to work, to work hard on the problem. He dreamed of making his dreams come to reality, thats what programmer magicians do, their genes hold the truth of magic true, and on earth there is nothing, they when they put their minds to it, they cannot do!
Now it was true, Baby Jessi was small, But his eyes big, sharp, and ambition tall, and could see deep, where others saw shallow, his mommy taught he, special child be, and now 2 million years ago, manifest he at five years old be! Ah, yes The Universe be strange. It can re-arrange, witness thee, the boy, yes true, dilated time true, wild tribe him adopted, called him The Wander Luster Traveler Without Mother.
Baby Jessi, because, they were nice to him, he wished to return the favor, and improve the lives being that he came from the future and knew how to make their lives better, by making their lives better he would achieve making his own life better, it was a win win situation for them both he thought.
These Neanderthals ate food uncooked cause fire did not exist, nor was it in their knowledge to bring it to be, that was their destiny, not his, it was a fallacy, but not for the baby magical programmer, Baby Jessi!
The little boy remembered youtube and films about how to rub wood together to make fire, so wood rub, to make fire seemed simple enough, so he set out his little programmer brain to rain down ideas, and wasn't easy, but over time, and months, he pursued his magical initiative programmers abilities to perfectionate his quest in making fire. And it took many months and many failures, many disappointments, but one day he rubbed the wood together in just the right magical way and he did it. He came with a lit smoking twig, and carried it on a stick into encampment, shock the wild people be, took him to their king to see, and shock his eyes too! He lit the a small porous twig and walked in the center of the the tribe to show the elders, who at first were at first, were frightened by what he had, for only the Thunder Gods could make, " haghag," or hot fire as it was called by them. They knew that then Gods of the sky made thunder bolts, and to them the Gods of Magic of Thunder could make fire only, so to see it on a stick in the hands of a baby was very frightening to them! It was shocking to the elders of the tribe who were trembling in fear of him! The little boy smiled and said, let me show you how to do it great King Hairscary, and he bent down to the ground and took his little fingers and gathered up some dry grass, and placed it under some big stones, and placed a skull-pot on top, and put some chunks of meat in, and onions and red and blue berries in it. And lit the fire under it, and it began to cook the meat, and after a while the meat smelled sweet, and its aroma filled the jungle air making everyone hungry, who had a nose, and the people rose and gathered around forming a big crowd around him, till all the eyes of the tribe were on him. WHO HIM? WHO HIM? Him, Baby Jessi, thats who him is!
And so, he took a twig and jabbed it into the meat, and took a bite, and it tasted nice, and he smiled, and turned to the kind King Hairscary, who never walks on the ground, and said, here you want to taste it, and the King Hairscary, who never walks on the ground, got down from the bed of timbers his slaves were holding for him, and walked on the ground, over to the little Baby Jessi, and took the meat and tasted it, and chewed it, and then smiled and said, "Wow! Huvk no bif gunga zasi mogojim ba samba! " Which meant, cool! And, so from that day Baby Jessi, was no longer an outcast child in the eyes of the tribe, but a member with honors! And they all wanted his software, in other worlds his technology and wanted to him to teach them!
So this was heavy for Baby Jessi, so in his cave, that night he decided to summand the Magical Forces of Mathematics and the Goddesses of Magical Winds of Time, an he waved his little arms around, around and around in front of the little yellow fire he had made in the center of his cave and said, me hear me numbers, numbers on the wall, numbers, numbers on the wall. Who shall be, when he grows up, the greatest programmer of them all? And slowly the winds blew out side the cave, then they blew stronger, and stronger and came inside the cave and said, you will be the greatest programer of all. And he fell down to his knees, and held up his hands, as the winds flew around and around in the cave blowing his hair around with such fury, then in an instant it left and all was quiet and still as before. The boy fell asleep smiling knowing he has always a Guarding Angel, looking over him. But unknown to him, the blue Medicine man and his followers were spying on him, and reported the magic actions, they saw to the King Hairscary, saying the boy controls the winds, but they were quiet, and conjured thoughts and strategies between them, but first, they wanted the fire magic, but will the little boy teach?
Well the night was long, morning came, and it was a new time! The Drums of the jungle were beating out messages like crazy, about the magical boy, Bunga, Bunga, Bunga, boom, The drum beats told the story, telling the miracle of thunder sticks of fire, from the hands of a baby : Bunga, Bunga, Bunga, BOOM, All day and all night, and when morning came, there was a crowd standing outside of his cave, and they were staring quite frightened of him now! He looked at them and they were here asking him, to teach them. And he smiled knowing what he knows, its concepts could change mankind's prehistoric destiny. Unknown to him the old world, owed so much to him, if not for him, the old world of the past, might have stayed in darkness forever and ever everlast!

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The Scary Jesse Chronicles

Chapter 5

The father of his friend Icumi, came forward and said, my daddy asks me to ask you if you would teach me, and I want you to teach me how to do it too Baby Jessi? Baby Jessi, will you show me how?
Sure, it's not easy though, but I'll give you and idea Icumi, just watch me, OK? OK, Baby Jessi I am watching! So Baby Jessi, invented fire, 2 million years ago, he showed the people his programming magic, and said, well he said , its not easy, but it looks easy, but it is hard, but the most important thing is to believe you can do it, if you believe you can do it you will do it , here he said watch me!
So, Baby Jessi took out some dry wood from his big, "askaty," bag, and spread the dry wood strips out on a flat rock, saying to Icumi, whose his eyes widen curiously watching and following Baby Jessi's every move like cat hunting a mouse. It is important, commented Baby Jessi, very important, not to let your wood lay on the ground. Keep it up off the ground, because the rains wet the ground, and the ground holds water, and moisture is in it and your wood can absorb the water from the ground and it won't burn. So, you must keep your wood up off of it, and it should be, very dry, very very very dry, other wise it won't work! Water powers and Fire powers don't mix, said Baby Jessi! But dry powers and wood powers will mix and strike a fire just like this! So he gathered the wood and showed them to them. Baby Jessi, showed them what he had done, was to take small tree branch and carved it with a sharp edge rock to make it look like small pole, as straight as can be! You made a tube like this a spindle stick, that was round and smooth and dry with a small round tip to it. Then, he showed them, a flat thin block of flat wood block, with a hold in it the same size as the tip of the wooden tube or spindle stick! the exact same size. Then, he took the wooden tube and placed its tiny round tip into the same size hole, that he made in the block of wood that he had carved. Once it fit in snugly, he took it in his two palms of his hands, and place his foot down on the block of wood on the ground to hold the block still and steady, so it wouldn't move! Then, he began to rub his palms together with the tube between his two palms. He started rubbing back and forth, back and forth slowly, casually without and any pressure or haste. He said, you first start off slow, using the slow stokes rubbing your palms. The first thing you want to do is, simply to get your wood to warmed up, after it is warmed up nicely, then you can start to speed it up to get it hotter, and hotter till it spits ashes out on the bottom, and you take the black hot ashes and blow on it onto dry bush, and the bush will catch on fire. So, thats what Baby jessi, was doing, he was rubbing slowly like he said, rubbing his palms back and forth, back and forth, with the tube between his hands, and rubbing and rubbing, after a while, he started rubbing his palms faster and faster, and in a little while, low and behold! The tip of the stick began to smoke, and soon hot ashes, black steaming hot coal ashes formed at the tip of the stick, and he took a stick to scrap it up onto a thin piece of blue smooth shale rock and placed the hot ashes onto a very dry bush of leaves he had, and blew air on it hard, and be blew harder and just like he said, the bush burst into flames, and yellow fire light came out! And crowd went wild, applauding and yelling and screaming for joy, jumping up and down and then they started singing mother Jungle chants, " ho hompa ho hompa ho hommmpa hompa !" " ho hompa ho hompa ho hommmpa bompa !" " ho hompa ho hompa ho hommmpa hompa bumpa hop bumpa !"

The Jungle people were celebrating and singing up a storm, and they made such a ruckus that the breezes carried their songs and chants along into the winds of time, an the winds of time got whiff of the smoke and the joke was a baby had done it, made fire, and the baby was Baby Jessi! ,and so one wild wind, said to the other winds : wem nit iie ss o no? doihn erjkicki n vutaxim jul what do you know? I got to tell mati mati and so the winds blew in from the east, and blew in from the west, and to learn like the rest that a child from the future had come to past, and alast, thunder wonders in higher fires he sure did had made. And the jungles of the world would never be the same and people sang in the jungles of doom! They sang and sang :" ho hompa ho hompa ho hommmpa hompa !" " ho hompa ho hompa ho hommmpa bompa !" " ho hompa ho hompa ho hommmpa hompa bumpa hop bumpa !" They celebrated for two days and two nights and the king who never walked on the ground got down and offered his crown to the boy as a gift, and put Baby Jessi on his slaves thrown and let him ride on his floating chair so he would not have to walk on the ground, but Baby Jessi didn't care about pomp and glory he wanted to eat Hot Dogs! So thats what he ask the King for and after teaching some of workers how to make fire they made him some Hot-dogs and Baby Jessi was so happy! But now the blue medicine man became jealous of Baby Jessi magic and made a plan!

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Plans made by man spears steering in the mind at first theories burst, but nature intervenes behind the scenes and turns them into sand. So, be it was the heart of green the blue man medicine man, he now had! He called to the winds, he called to brothers in sin and his magic piers appeared, and meeting them it was for inline the tune set to hum drums the minds mantra : There was the Good. Theres was not so Good. And theres worse of the Good. He called to them spirits all, cause he felt the Wander Luster child, Baby Jessi, from somewhere else tall, was displacing him, making him look bad, in the eyes of the King Hailscary of wild wilderness, who was so impressed with their tribes, Baby guest, Baby Jessi, to make Haghag, for only until his arrival, The Thunder Gods could only make Haghag, but for a baby to make fire, for a baby to do it was so embarrassing for the blue medicine man. He felt so depressed about it, and he knew when the mind is distracted like this, and worrying it was no good. One cannot think straight, so he devised to surmount this disorder of the path anyway being interfered with, so he could once again restore his leadership prowess and respect in his leaders eyes!

Why did it have to be a baby, to discover Haghag? Why could it not be him the medicine Hunkamarhat? Hunkamarhat, the blue one had painted his skin blue with Subolac violets juice, so that the gods would see he was pure, and he had done great deeds for the king, but all this was being overlooked by the Haghag the baby made. So, in his heart grew the disgruntlement ‪destabilizing role‬ that this unwanted truth surveillance of which was denied by him but could not be dismissed, because the invention was not a small feat but a huge achievement. Its just he wished he was the one to make fire and not the baby! And this unwanted truth twisted his good heart and turned it evil with hostility toward Baby Jessi. It fed into the collusion with a blackhearted power of the mindkind raw hides painted in green eviousness of jealousy, where the Yin and Yang Anti-kersaliens brothers of the dark fathoms, where the under god of teeth, the mighty hundred foot alligator, King Thuczkahboom realms is! For samples were on the broader border of life, and other ones on the border of death. It was said : he who goes into the water and use the secret call to wake up the spirit of the great alligator, King Thuczkahboom risks not coming back! But, The blue Medicine man had made the alligator his pet and he and he was good friends and with that he took the power imparted by the zhabasiiiss weeds. A hallucinatory herb, from,"Fairomba," the silver potted garden in the Arise valley. He was able to suspend his breath and talk under water to the mighty beast spirit. And told him what to do! But as the other members of the medicine mans inner circle arrived, Bushnhaa, his friend, also a Medicine man of the dark medicines, reminded him, that although the big beast was his pet today, some times a pet turns on his master and bites him either physically or spiritually and brings his demise. Remember, said Bushnhaa, historical occurrences is no accurate predictor of future behaviors or occurrences and the beast has its own mind today tomorrow and who knows what it is thinking?
Ya ha,ha, laughed the medicine Hunkamarhat. And, so on a secret section of the Jungle, despite the warnings of the medicine man, Bushnhaa, the meeting was held. First there was the Medicine man himself Hunkamarhat, wise in the ways of the herbs, and its secret health benefits, cures and also very very wise in its lethalicality in potions of toxicity and ambient poisons, that some of which were so dangerous, the smell of the aroma alone could kill. He knew how to detoxify the Hemsim bug, one of the most poisonous insects that ever lived. It was large and blue like him, but had two big yellow circles on its big eight inch wings, that resemble eyes. And today, the medicine man, Hunkamarhat, had two dead ones, decorating his hair on top of his red head mask, which he wore today to celebrate the meeting of," The Minds of Doom Goers," as this group of eight members of Medicine men, called them selves.

Words would flow out fast when one inhales the aroma of the Zhabasiiiss weeds leaves out of grand Oder of the holy leaves, one would speak as if standing in another dimension and so this plant was sought after by the Medicine men, to impart wisdom and prompt predictions of things to come, so they hoped to influence coming times!

So it was, out of minds hidden, today they will speak of a day like a stereotypical type threat this baby wrought upon them. But, these men, were they assuming the boy to have more power than he actually had, and by the act of focusing so much of the attention on the child, was this act if and by itself alone, in a way that was making the threat of power from the boy, self fulfilling? Well, soon the practitioners of the ancient Jungle Voodoo medicine all had arrived, both male and female were ready to indulge in dark knowledge colloquies, they came to share thoughts on the subject about the Wander Luster child without a mother, Baby Jessi, who invented Haghag, and to speak their piece of mind about it and the future it would define and influence.
One after another, after another arrived and when all came, they took up the scared holy root Zhabasiiiss and crushed it in a skull pot and sniffed it by rolling it up like small tubes of leaves and sniffing it like glue. The leaves were now all rolled and slowly the magic of the herb ascended and descended onto the power to see the beyond and speak its tongues of mysteries in the cave they were in. But was there a spirit, in the hiddenness of time, monitoring their conversation, or because they were worrying, by the act of worrying about that more, and more of rooms space takers of the mind of the brain that makes them begin to think, and sound less competent, before the powers that be hidden, no one can see only the medicine men can see and the invisible monitors too.

"Spirits have stereo types and gender disparities too, both ever so often morph to form something in the order of a strange combination of lines of existence outside of mere human kinds contemplation, and today was that day.

The medicine man hunkamarhat, and his followers, took the dried out holy green yellow herbs they carried in a pouch, and rubbing their nostrils in it, sniffed it several times, letting its powerful aroma sink in to their minds, and what the chemical mind altering contents of the chemical mixtures in the leave does conjuredm up was to is raise the a natural path involving, first all the principles of natural medicine applied them using specific secret herbs of the Jungle of doom, to increase good feelings, which we know as mammalian hormone molecules that acts primarily as a nuero modulator in the brain and among other things it allows freely its ability to secrete oxytocin that increases the boundary of trust in others. And, more importantly, supposedly it allows trust with those from beyond to talk with the living being! The aromas increase stimulation and highness feeling and behaviors the oxytocin levels in the hypothalamus regions of the brain expand to reactivate where there was nothing before visually, to now see Revelations about things to come to past. And one rises in sensitivity to the point where one can speak without speaking and be understood with body language alone! It was said a medicine man with one finger could tell a story just with that finger movements alone.

Now, when all had sniffed the mind power plant, and were mentally well endowed in the holy spirit, and had they're sensing powers enhanced, they went out of the cave, now and made their way down a winding narrow trail over looking a steep cliff. At the bottom of which, they could see a beautiful lake that was both part lake and a stream.
They walked down to the lake of death, know as Zapesha. It was here in this fractal cave within caves there was this dark world mystical stream, in which the alligator King Thuczkahboom resided and came when called! Now, first they performed the ritual of continum sessions of humming and chantings to please the gods, and to gently and respectfully, let him know his friends have come to visit and wished to speak with him, and wished him no harm. The water was blue and beautiful and it was deep and cold and you could see its bottom clearly and it was really beautiful. It had a white sandy bottom down below and round looking black things here and there dotting its surface, that looked like turtles. It had rocklike shoals that were laced with light green stringy long leaf vines, and white knobby postmarked corals, and all manner of colorful gold fish the size of a horse were busy darting up down, this way and that in it's moving currants, and had bubbles rising up to its surface popping and making circles in the water that grew wider and wider, and an occasional little fish would jump out into the air.

But now that the humming of the chants of the medicine men had started, a sudden change took place! And this change took over and the water suddenly became clouded, and dark and darker, and black, and doomy! Soon strange scary awful loud bouncy sounds were heard coming from deep under the water way down below. As if something big and awful was coming! Now a friend of the medicine man, came out of the jungle bringing into the cave little Baby Jessi, to meet with the Medicine men, And the blue medicine man, said to Baby Jessi he wanted him to get in the water so he could catch a little lucky fishes that would bring him luck! So baby Jessi, ran trustingly and walked in the shallow part of the lake and the Medicine man told Baby Jessi to lay down in the water, relax on his back and try to float like wood and look up to the sky and just relax nice and easy. Let his body float, so Baby Jessi laid back and was floating in the water as best he could, watching the ceiling of the cave and how the high lights would bounce on the ceiling forming interesting fractal patterns, when suddenly all the water around him got suddenly sucked into a hugh mouth the size of a mountain! It happened so fast that Baby Jessi gasped shocked, and found himself alast inside the stomach of a big something! And was black inside, but the thing had its mouth open, so baby saw that it was like long black and red tunnel leading to the open mouth of the thing and outside was the water and if he get back to the water he could climb out and run!.
He wanted so badly to get out, and to get to freedom, for it was scary and awful in here! The boys foot was walking on something that felt wet and mushy like a tongue, a big, big long, fat wide tongue. He wanted freedom, he got up in its stomach and being scared ran. He ran and ran and ran throughout the stomach and was heading for where he could see light and the open mouth, where the teeth were! The teeth looked like giant black knives sticking down. There were hundreds on top and more teeth on the bottom! So he moved as fast as he could to get out before the mouth slammed shut!
But all of a sudden, as he was racing out, he heard a voice inside called and say hello! But he could hear wet slouchy footsteps running in the blackness of the stomach too. and he didn't know what exactly to do! Baby Jessi, heard the voice and it sounded like a young boys voice, and sounded like someone he knew! It sounded like him too. So he stopped running and slowed down and looked around to look and he didn't see any little boy, but he heard the foot steps and the foot steps were running faster and faster and he could not understand, but in his little mind, he could feel that the person running out was his shadow, or his other self, and it was leaving him behind while it, his shadow escaped, suddenly to his surprise, the big mouth slammed shut trapping him inside! Help, he cried out in the blackness : oh Mommy, Oh Mommy, Baby Jessi screamed, Oh Mommy Mommy I did it again. I trusted an old person, Oh, Mommy how will I get out? And the baby cried and cried and he cried! And just when he thought things couldn't get any worse, it got worse! The stomach started to secrete juices to digest him so it could extract essential nutriments from him, and break him down chemically into a liquid! Oh no nooooo!

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Well, it was looking kind of like this was the end of Baby Jessi, right? Being inside the stomach of an Giant beast, and his stomach eating you up, right? Any bodies hope would be dashed and permanently plummeted, but Baby Jessi, was still despite every thing spunky, he felt his hands around in the dark as the digestive juices oozed out of the walls of the stomach, and he wiped them from his hand, now as you know digestive juice in regular animals are strong, but in giant beast that rips into huge beasts, and eat them. Their digestive juices are particularly super strong! So, what Baby Jessi, who was blessed with a small but nevertheless a cranium phrenological chock with exceptional abilities, what he did was to try something new, and think outside of the box!
And you know you, he can't be counted out even in this deplorable spot, and even baby Jessi would admit, the spot he was in, would make a beating heart stop, would make anyone to start thinking of buckling under and giving up, and throwing in the towel, right? After all, these are dire, dismal and unprecedented situations, right? But, Baby Jessi, he knew the Medicine men had something to do with this, cause he was the one who told him to get in the water in the first place, and he didn't warn him of the dangers of the water, and he didn't try to help him or at least call out to him once to watch out! He and the rest didn't even lift a finger to help him!
So he must have planned this so that Baby Jessi would die and be eaten up! He didn't know why? He never did any thing bad to the Medicine man. He never was disrespectful! Why would he send for me, get someone to bring me all the way out here in the this fractal cave, asked Baby Jessi, and put me in jeopardy?
Why?
So, what else could he do but use his programmers noodle, and think, and think hard and fast! He went in to his little programmers mind and first assessed the layout complexity, and did a thorough methodical analyzation of the situation, surmized his resources and recourses and improvised!

In to his mind, he tried hard to get the spirit of the beast to hear his call, and tell him he was innocent as can be, and he was tricked into coming inside him, and called to the beast thing to stop flooding his stomach with toxic juices that would eat Baby Jessi face off, But that mental psychological suggestive communications idea wasn't working!

So, next, he had to act quickly, by looking around for a tool, a sharp tool. He found searching around in the dark a sharp bone! And he began grabbing the sharp bone of an dead animal, who was dissolved by the juices and was still in the process of being digested even more cause these juices can eat bones too!
So he grabbed the sharp bone and chopped open a hole in the stomach of the beast thing, and sliced into the soft belly of the beast, and dug a hole in the wall of the stomach big enough so he could crawl through it! And he crawled into an adjacent wing, big artery vein, and sliced a doorway in it, and slipped inside the big giant vein, and he began to hold his breath real tight, and swim in the artery till he arrived at a curious section of the artery that, when he opened his eyes he could see a slight color variation in the different color on the walls of the interior of the vein, meaning that where it was a dark red that was normal, but where there was a light reddish orange toned color to the wall of the vein, that meant it was neared to the outside! And that was a good thing!

So, he was in it, and it looked like it had light in side it, possibly day light, meaning outside light was coming in!

So, Baby Jessi, figured the vein must be leading back to the mouth of the thing, and if he chopped a hole in it, he could get back into the mouth, and if the mouth stayed opening enough, he could make running jump and dive out into the water and swim back to the shore and escape! Seemed like a good plan, right?
So, the boy, took the sharp bone and sliced a hole in the thin walled vein membrane, and squeezed through but, he was right the light that was coming was day light, but it wasn't coming into the mouth of the big awful beast thing, but its nostrils! To be more specific his nose! He had unknowing descended down through the beasts's equivalent of the Ethrmoid sinuses track, leading to the nose!
Now, heres where things started to get interesting, now if you ever had dealings with being inside a nose, being inside a nose can be slightly challenging!

A nose, in the context of epidermis structurality has chambers of the nasal septum and the inferior turbinate, and a myriad of vexing nasal modalities, besides one of which is, there is thick secretions, in the nasal polyp and masses of gelatinous tissue which these sinuses are usually empty except for a thin layer of mucus. But this beast had thick layers that where very, very hard for Baby Jessi to navigate!
The inside of the nose has multiple section in red and off orange ridges called turbinates. Normally these structures help humidify and filter air. The nose is divided in the center by a thin wall, called the septum, but this beast had five walls and one wall was blue and the bone was right there hard as can be, so Baby jessi would cling to it trying his darnest to get out to the front, so he look out!
Most of the sinuses drain into the nose through a small channel or drainage pathway called the middle meatus, and luckily for Baby Jessi thats where he crawled out through to get into the big awful nose! Now this experience was to say the least taxing! It was discomforting and making the cheeks of Baby Jessi very red and itchy! His forehead was hurting and around is eyes too! And he felt the onset of a headache! Beside all this, the nose had snot in it!
And, well this beast thing had lots of that! And around the walls of the wet warm nostrils, there was a waxy material and millions of nose hairs to keep things from going into his nose, so this posed a problem, and more! To get to go through the tunnel of the nose hole, he had to first struggle to climb through all these thick black nose hairs, that looked and resembled awful barb wire! You can just imagine how he felt inside alone in a strange nose!
What if the beast thing sneezed? Or it blowed its nose? Yes, so many question for a little boy to ponder! It was hell on earth to get pass them, but once he did that, when he was approaching the outer ring of the nose where the beast would breath through, it was there, that there was another unforeseen obstacle? Just on the outside of the nose, there was families of tiny insects and giant flies too, the size of motorcycles, flying and buzzing around! So Baby Jessi took the sharp bone tool, and had to start fighting them, using it like knife and killing them, and he remembered his Mommy saying ,"Thous shall not kill," but this was something a boys got to do!

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Flies were coming at him going, Buzzzz Buzz! And they would go buzz, buzz and they were flying all around his head! Then one came at him, that was actually the size of small truck, and tried to pick him up, "Help," Baby Jessi yelled! So, he was fighting a furious battle killing off the flies inside the nose, trying to get to front of the nose so he could jump out into the water down below. So it wasn't easy because he had fresh warm snot on him and that only attracted the insects more! Also he was fighting for his life, he was swinging the bone and jabbing them and sticking it into them left and right! "Take this, here you want some of me, that this," he scream ! Well, finally, he got to the edge of the nose, it was like looking out through a round window onto the world. Baby Jessi smiled for now he would be able gulp down a breath of clean fresh air into his lungs. Thing were starting to look up! All he had to do was run and dive out! But first, he examined the big nose holes of the thing, and he peeked out the big nose hole with buggers on top of his head, and he could look out and down there on the shore of the lake was the Medicine men chanting and dancing around way down near the lake waters edge! And thats when Baby Jessi got an idea to see if he could turn the tables on them and scare them. He started to change the sound of his voice, so they wouldn't recognize it and he called out to them," you are all bad, men bad men bad men!" Well, when the Medicine men heard that, they didn't know what to think? They could not see baby Jessi in the beast nose, and beside that he was covered in icky stuff pooh stuff! Was the beast talking to them, telling them they were bad or what?

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I love Clorox bleach it cleans and cleanses, every, every, everything away, every, every, everything away, everything away.
Oh,
I love Clorox bleach, drink it every day, it purifies, circumcises dirt and makes it go away.
I love Clorox bleach, drink it every may, pour in a glass as you wipe your ass, it will make go away!
I love Clorox bleach, just think it what it can do, first you're here , than you're not, I love it a lot.
I love Clorox bleach it cleans and polishes cleanses all of my Mercedes benz'es, all of my Mercedes-Benz'es.
Oh,
I love Clorox bleach, drink it every day,
I love Clorox bleach, drink it every day,
I love Clorox bleach it cleans and cleanses, every, every, everything away, every, every, everything away, everything away. Tra, la,la,la!

Yes, the Earth is dirty, for what ever it's worth It's, full of it, and people, too! Big ones, and tiny ones living in a shoe! Most are dirty, Yes it's true. Got to bathe, day and night too! But, if you have to clean them, don't do as she do! Don't do as she do!
Oh, the Earth, full of dirt, thinks this girl today, her twisted mind, a master piece that likes to play! She can't help her self. It is so much fun! To see humans on the run! No. Whisperers inside her head, long dead, tells her, "I must purify today, I must purify today, cleaning is my joy and motto, I got to buy a bottle, a big, big bottle of Clorox Bleach, she sings wide eyed and happily, the witch of death, a young pretty lady, name Shady, aka Miss LoveJoy.

Now every body sing out loud together! one, two , three, . . .

You better watch out, you better not cry, you'll see a pretty girl washing out your eyes! Miss love Joy is coming, . . . to town!
She knows, . . . where you sleep, she knows you don't like to brush your teeth, somebody close to you, told her you're a creep!
So for heaven sake, hold a lighted stick of dynamite, in your hand when you go to sleep!
Close the bathroom door, when you go, for heaven sake, so she don't take a peek!
Holy Mackerel, she's so Fractal. She bust you axle, and suck out your teeth!

She'll wash 'em clean one at a time,

Take them for walk on main street, to the basket ball court, and see if she can get them in! When you see a pretty girl, think again, but be careful what you think.
She doesn't like people who stink! She'll try to clean you! And be extra careful, what you wish for, it just might not come true, the way you want it to. Remember Nicky, the guy with two fishes, sticking out of his eyes!
Now the hit woman killer, for that is her job, she will kill you for money, this chick thinks it's so funny. She kills for money, don't want to do anything else! To do anything else, she thinks is ridiculously, says the deadeye, cold blooded lady. Her heart, if she has one, sure in hell, doesn't come from the sky above, dam if anybody alive can tell me, why they call her Miss Love!
Now her task for day done, it's time for some fun, she calmly now goes to steady the helicopter, she knows how to drive it very well indeed, that was a trick she pulled back there on poor old St. Nick! She intentionally tip the ship, tipped it over to make him loose his grip. After all fingers can slip! It was part of her master plan?Na! She loved the man! Those who ordered the hit on this man, The corporatocracy, didn't want a scientist like him to be allowed to invent a cure for cancer, oh no, what cure? There isn't no cure and wont be for a very, very long time. Big Pharmaceutical Corporatocracy and big insurance say Miss Love, They don't like to sing," the I got a cure for cancer song," no, no, no, corporatocracy don't like me to sing that, and I can sing it good, hear me, that's that, but I got to sing that, AMY Winehouse song : cause that's what big pharma wants me to sing," I ain't going to rehab judge no, no nooo." Let me sing it again, sings Miss Love . . . As she pours a big glass of red wine, and remembers Miss Amy wine. Miss Love is almost ready to head back to civilization, she sits back relaxes as she sings :
" They tried to make me go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no'
Yes I've been black but when I come back you'll know, know, know!
I ain't got the time, and if my daddy thinks I'm fine, he wait till I cum!
He's tried to make me go to rehab but I won't go go go !" That's what the Big the Pharmaceutical Corporatocracy, wants me to sing, but that's the past. I got to get back doing my own thing, and get back and get paid, babe. She, reaches down and pickup her clip board, and scans down the list scratches out the done items, on her list od 2 do's, with a red felt pen, she likes red, it's her favorite color! It's the color of blood!
She checks her list of specs specified in the report, she's has (1 ) camera video proof of how and where he died,( 2 ) two time, sensitive bombs placed,( 3 )hungry cannibal fish ( 4 ) brief case gone. all checked √
Miss Love rocks back and forth, in the chair listening to her music, all the while, thinks to herself flatteringly : Boy this, this job, beautifully executed, if I do say so myself! It was flawless, cos I am lawless! Miss Love Fatima! Girl, I am truly a great professional killer! All that's left now is call my bosses, tell them the job is done, then go home and get paid. Miss love thinking every thing is over.

Now She makes sure the door and windows are closed tight, then turns, all this time, she has had two of her dear, little toy pets hidden in the bulk boards of the ship, so she goes about to let them out to play!
And, she opens up the bird cage holding her white feathered pet carrier pigeon named, Little Caesar, and he hops on her finger and poses like show girl model!
She puckers up, and kisses him on his beak and breasts feeds him, She pets him and lets fly in the cockpit of the chopper, he's been hidden away for the whole length of the trip, and he's tripping! He's been bored and now, is happy to get out! She opens the dog case and lets out her pet Chihuahua Dog, noodles and lets him run around for little while too. She take deep breath every thing is going as planed, She feels she can relax, she remembers her boyfriends letter marked urgent!

She's put the ship on autopilot and rips open the letter it reads :

Hi, baby sorry, bad news! The organization has betrayed you, they didn't fill the helicopter full of gasoline so you must not get in it, it will go down. You told them you could get rid of the guy by 6, it won't last you until then get it? 6 o'clock, so thats all the gas they put in it, It will run out of gas and you'll never make it back home! So, to hell with them! Don't do the job, instead meet me , you know where. We'll flee this goddam country for some where's its safe.
Don't try to call me the phones, emails, tweeter, computer Skype are tapped, nothing, destroy this letter too! They , probably one of your handlers contacts want you dead, mad serious! Come to me my love, quickly. Love you forever!
Its very important, come quickly my love, don't hesitate . The clock is ticking. Signed, Mark Antonio.

   Antonio

While there reading, this, she falls back shocked, she looks at the clock.

Five minutes to 6! With which she looks at gas gage, it reads that it is empty.

She running of fumes, then pow, comes a strange sound as the ship

The ship has no more gas, gasps on its last fumes as the clock strikes 6 o'clock death hour for Miss love, but all power to her, she won't give up without a fight.

In moment like this , it feel like betrayal ands death has won, like its all over, might as crawl up into ball and cry, but the power of The Buddhi Castles, gives power where there is none, give strength to powerless, and makes the strong stronger, and enables the love of evil life, not to succumb over destiny's fates o dark colored hates!

The mighty EC135, is just about six feet above the water hovering, but, it is mighty no more, and falls down like a baby that cannot walk, and suddenly it drops down, hits the water with no warning, the blades crack off loudly, slashes and crashes through the waters shattering them fast. With waters now blistering, surfaced, ruptured, its big long broken blades strewn around twisting this way and that, hit the flat water shaking it out like mat, spiting and splashing up big sprays over the water. The water flies in the air every where, as a lady screams. Help, help on no! Miss love , her yes wide, scans assessing everything while the chopper she in, suddenly hits down, next, a big boom drops, crashes, in her head the fear of looming death, she screams, while in her mind, thinking the evility queen she is, she thinks , its just another game of crime, thinking they can do to me, what I do to them, and their debate to illuminate, but says she : Oh no not, me, not The Shady Lady!
TIME : time to die.
The lights go out, she gets out of seat , feels her self, she still alive, unhurt.
TIME : time to die,no.
She looks around as the helicopter submerges, water squirts, squirts in the door, like powerful thin streams of water looking something ,kind of like the power washers use to hose down the street of a big city, those ribbons of water spraying in the through the cracks and seams of the door, pour in, filling every thing. Seems, seam seeps, is it time?
TIME : time to die, no?
The dog little tiny, Noodles is going crazy all over the place, running back and forth, and jumping up to the window, as he see the fish circling in the water outside. He doesn't know what this all means ? Bbarking, the bird too, julius Caesar, is going nuts flying wildly all over the cabin of big air ship. Miss Love, she bounces up grabs it, quickly puts the panicky bird in a black plastic bag, stuffs it up under her shirt, and ties a belt around it, so it won't get away. Sorry little Caesar, trust me, she exclaims to the pidgin, whispering to it softly, lovingly.
She spins around assessing her fate. No time left. This is it, either she drowns and gets eaten by the same piranhas, that ate Nicky, or put a bullet in her head to end this hateful day?
The plexiglass windows thankfully didn't crack. Its still holding the water back. The helicopter, it's floating with luck, not on fire yet? But, she looks out at the split scene in front of her.
Out through the plexiglass windshield of the ship, it looks like a very, very bad movie, picture, a window, top half you see the sky, bottom half you're under water, the piranhas fish smiling! You can see half the water below and half the water above, so its half and half! In one half of the window she can see out at the water of the lake full with squealing piranha fish snaring at the ship, you are able to see half above the water, and half below under water, she sees straight on par with the water line edge up and under it, all leading to maximum death.

Their can be little doubt, this woman will meet her fate, the same fate she mercilessly dished out to this poor trusting man, a good man, any preacher who prays will pray for his soul, but this woman, no, her no! And what she sees is madness gone diabolically wrong! The beasts, the little tiny and big beasts at least a thousand strong. Of these little sea dam full killer piranha fishy creatures smiling evil-ly, are looking at her, mouth hungry for her, and waiting to eat her body patiently, waiting to get into the helicopter, it , it un-fortunately won't take long, the helicopter ship is sinking, how long can it stay afoot she asks her self?
TIME : time to die, no?
What does this distressed maiden wish for but to escape but there is no escaping death?
The ship starts to sink, sinking ever so down slowly, slowly deeper, as she begins to
take on more deadly water from the Sea of The Buddhi Castles. She scream, oh no no this goddam place is, this chopper will be end. It's going to be her coffin.
TIME : under water time is death time, no!

Then, "I iricckk ka b klunk," a strange, strange noise emanates loudly from the bowels of the ships machinery! Clunk, clunky clunk! As suddenly on the windshield appears floating like its still alive, none other then the half eaten skeleton of Nicky! OMG, he looks bad! Screams out Miss Love, OMG!

His skeleton hand banging on the windshield of the ship ,Let me in, let me goddam you woman, let me in! Banging with his fist, continually, he wants to get in,

TIME : What time is it? Revenge time, NO, NO, No, no, nonoooooooooooooooo.
She screams out.

Her eyes wide open, popping out of her head in disbelief, she imagines him talking in her head, I am not dead till you are sweetie! She screams NO, NO, no, nooooooooooooo.

TIME : Time to die, no!

The bag I got to get the bag, next got to calm, got to be calm, what is the buddhi rule, if I can get my thoughts to gather, and think back, what were they oh yes, yes, the rules of the Buddhi :
My rule, time coming not a worry, time now in hurry furry, history not a worry, only, The SHADY LADY lives to rule, rule in the present time in crime. OK.
The woman turns, runs to the back of the ship, unlatches a large compartment in the wall, it falls, opening up another secret compartment, holding a cool jet pack extra vehicular gadget : big shiny contraption propelled by jets of escaping gas, a perfect technology just right for a contingency like the like of which Miss love finds her self trapped in now!
   She grabs it, pulls it out, drags it to the front. Now the big chopper ship is laying on one side, this is a good lucky position, it allows her to push open the right door, she ties her belt around her waist, with her bag hanging down from it and slips herself into the large ladder like built gizmo, of the jet pack rocket engine, and attaches it to her back. Its plenty heavy for her, she struggles, but manages that. Now, prepared, she calls out to pet loves ones hidden in the ship. She calls to noodles, but he pays her no mind, he busy swimming and barking at the piranhas as the water rushes in. Luckily the interior of the chopper cabin is still the free of Piranha fish. The evil Piranha fish, they're just out side around the ships door periphery, snapping with hungry jaws baring the thousands of sharp white teeth at her, she looks at one of the sun of bitches, it jumps up at her and bites in to a lock of gold blond hair, cutting into it like spit, she dismisses it, no time.
TIME : time now, death time , no?
With the door open, she climbs out, and places her feet just so, trying to keep her balance and equilibrium just right so she doesn't fall over into the water of death.
In to me, come, inky tiny, tiny, washing hungrily, fishes says, the waters of the buddhi, vibrating alive, the creatures jive dive, alive and like bees thieves gleefully together, in a bee hive push, rush o the waters mothers of deaths babies rabies, surfaces frencied, hungry, their opening and closing, their gapping, laws jaws of death, reeking with bad breath in unison. Smacking their teeth together as if about to eat nacho cheeses, don'y we'e deserve a little bite all right?
   They scatter, batter, and come again, they know her, well, they too, come from hell?
One little fishy, went looking at her eye socket, puffs out his cheeks, he by no means is meek, and sticks out his dead red blood tongue at her face in haste, as he smells her! She, the womens fragrance smells good! She belongs in the water with me, says the waters of the Buddhi!
The water, the water, full with piranhas begins to boil with them, as they, swim around her, around and around waiting for her, around and around, and around, ha, ha, ha, waiting for her, to tip over, so they can begin sin!
Clench their teeth, then opening jaws together, teeth so sharp they can cut through bone or stone. She looks at their teeth and for brief a instant, she believes they are, they are dancing and wiggling in their mouths!
Nasching teeth, snapping, niched at the bitch! Teeth clenching, wiggling them in and out of dreamlike composure, little teeth biting in destruction under hunger for flesh, demon or otherwise, biting, barking, their sharp pointy teeth that has never been washed except with the blood of Nicky, who watches smiling, floating along, at their sides wide. Teeth shine like lights in their mouths tonight, her very last night!
   They look at her, lusting to eat her bodies soft fine flesh, they make barking sounds with they're mouths, as they're opening and closing, snapping at her as they circle around the doomed sinking chopper and the woman from hell!
They sounds out rhythms, choppy chop, chopishss chopisk choppisk cice cice chopiss, cice, cice, ice, chop, snap, chop, snap, snap!
She knows that if, if she, if she can maintain her balance, theres a little chance she'll live a few more minutes, and put off for a little while the oncoming disaster!
She straightens up and fixes the Jet pack on her back, straps it, tightens the rocket belt tightly!
Pulls them tight, she reaches the interface controls and it comes to life, as the buttons indicators light up, problem is, the dam things, needs to warm up a second or two!
   And any second now, it's warming up, got to wait a-minute for this things to start, she admits a split second now seems like time has stopped, it seems to take for hours in stead of seconds , she waits,
   She thinks to her self, they want me dead? Why dag-git, I didn't check the gas in my tank my self, foolish me, trusted, that guy, hope I don't pay for that mistake with my life. Dam, this back pack rocket engine thing, is taking for ever to warmup, she says to her self, in a hurry to get the hell out of there, but time has stopped. She remembers, when she asked him, the under-cover guard, in the golfing outfit at the airport, if the ship was ready, he said yes to me, meaning the gas tank, was filled up, but he lied, he was in on this, dammit Ok! She thought, I gotta get out of this. She franticly looks around, can't swim through an ocean full of piranhas, no, no way. Can't, do anything but die, time now, death time, no?
She's left standing there on the edge of the doorway, the doorway to hell, this her ship the beautiful EC135, was fixed to kill her with not enough gas! No, not enough gas to last me, Oh hell, what a brilliant trick, they got me! But I am fighting back, all I need is for this stupid rocket to work.
But time has stood still, moves indeed slower giving her inter dimensional time, to think and ponder deeply. Her mind thoughts get suddenly interrupted as The chopper is shaking, and listing more to the left, making strange sounds over the whole area. The water is buzzing with the teethy fish, flipping up and over. The baby ones, are more crazy than the big ones, they swim and jump out this way and that, with mouths open flying up at her face to eat her flesh. She bats one away, then another and another, they see its, its dinner time and they are not going away! A few jump out of the water, fly up and bite into her carry on bag, and hang there with their teeth impaling it. They hang on to it looking like some vile decorations from hell! Another, one a tiny one, with big evil eyes looks at her, smiles, and on jumps out heading for her head. She scream bloody murder, ducks down, as it grabs her by the hair and dangles on it like a death time decoration sensation, smelling the coming of her fleshy end. It waits, there waiting to take a bite.

TIME : Now death time, no?

She looks, sees the pharaohs piranhas looking back up at her, they're around the door opening and are snapping at her feet, one snaps and digs its teeth in the heel of her shoe. Her knee jerk reaction, was to lift her foot and stump it dead. The water rises up to the very edge of the door. Her tiny white dog Noodles swims around barking at the deadly big fish at the edge of the door frame where the water is! She calls to the cute little pet dog, Noodles, "Oh Noodles, come to me, now baby. Come to mommy," it does not listen to her, but keeps barking. One fish swims up to the edge of the doors edge, looks at it barking, it jumps up at it and swallows it whole, like a can of Cambells Chicken noodle soup, he is gone! Noodles is gone, oh no, yells out Miss Love, shocked!

TIME : Time death time no?

She screams, three more jump out flying up at her eyes, she bats them away, screams Help, No,NO, then the bones of Nicky floats up and raps his arm around the door of the doomed chopper.
He open up the bible in his right hand, reads as passage from the book of karma, and a strange voice is heard. The buddhi speaks trough him and says beware, One who takes pleasure in pursuing worldly aims and sense pleasures, we lose thinking and reason to think through issues of greed and death shall be your final seed. What thous seed sow so shall your life go.

TIME : What time is it? Death time no?

No, way. No way yells Miss Love. Miss Love presses the button again and again on the jets interface, till finally : Her, goddam machine turns on, and fires up raising her up in the air!
She holds on for dear life, banking and navigating upwards through the air up an away from the ship as it goes under!
She finally smiles, nervous, but alive, scared but strong, laughing as she flies up and away, she looks down below at the waters as she's up about two thousand feet ,now!!

TIME : Time now?

Time, not to die, she says, but time to finish business, no loose threads, she pressed the red button markedxoo1, on a tiny device on her arm and detonates the corpse of Mr. Nicky, and his red thick bible still stuck like glue in his hand.
BOOMMMM! Goes a loud explosion accompanied with awesome white yellow flash of light, as the shock waves reverberate, in out and out of the waters down below.
She presses another button marked xooo2t, detonating the Torpedo bomb down below, BOOOMMMM, boom boom, another loud tumultuous explosion, rocks the atmosphere and everything
blows where the chopper went down! She pulls out her cam and shoots with one hand, video proof time, again, let it rain, Amen.
Now she navigates the jet pack rocket belt to the top of The Buddhi Castles Mountain tops and lands.
She breathes in deep breaths of fresh air. Tries to relax a bit. She thinks about who in the organization might have wanted her dead, and it comes to confront, head on, the realization, that it's got to be her handlers, but which one ? A handler, embeded inside," SWIFT." How to break, the law, without braking it. But thats for the next chapter! But, first things first, she must survive, then, she will go revenge hunting. Right now, she can barely think straight, that genesis for now is hard, very, very hard to define and decipher. She promises her self : that If she lives, he will die, but for now, she must adapt, live with it and move on and be strong. She, tries to calm her nerves, calm down. Then, it dawned on her again, and she thinks why not ? Why not take another look at the letter.
She takes out the letter, and reads it again, she read again the line, Don't try to call me, the phones, emails, tweeter, computer Skype are tapped. Destroy this letter too! And she pulls out from her bosom the bag, with the pigeon, little Caesar. And writes out a little message, and raps it around the leg of her bird with a rubber band, kisses it and pulls out a handkerchief belonging to her lover, Antonio, and lets him, little Caesars smell it.
And, now she says, "listen little Caesar, go to him! Bring him, go back home, back to your nest, do it for mommy! Go my love. Bring him to me! Bring him back to mommy go."
And with that said, she throws the white messenger pigeon into the air. It fly up free, up high in the winds in which, lies her future destiny!
She watches it as it disappears into the blue. And remembers what she wrote in the note : Dear sweet Antonio, thanks for your letter, you wrote, hope you got my message too. Here's where I am, at top The Buddhi Castles south eastern side, use these map code coordinates, take a helicopter and come for me, my love. I'll be here waiting, love.

   I love you, Lovekilljoy!

To those who like the Miss LoveKillJoys stories, you can check out her Tweets, " Tweets of Miss Lovekilljoy" located at the end of the page, below!

The night holds fractals fright! Precariously perched in a lurch, some one is coming, some one bad!

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We interrupt this tribute to bring you a special song :

We ordered this LYRIC construct with proactive Eseinterstellarmusicality about Miss LoveKilljoy. To be sung onto or dubbed on top of said, music the Programmer Magician placed onto video clip, entitled
[ " Mandelbox In The Water " ] It is Miss Love singing in harmony to the story, hope you enjoy.

MUSIC CONSTRUCTION :
Music construction Facilitated by Miami Night garth Johnson and Justin Johnson, onto of which we suggest + plus song lyric added accompaniment by arrangement by
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WE BEGIN IMMEDIATELY :

It is best to have a professional singer sing along with the movie in low voiced synchronized rhythmic set toned harmonies!
starts the movie and 4, 3, 2 ,1
SINGER : Starts singing as the music plays in the background, start singing very slowly [ the first line of the song is whispered ! ]

Year I tried many a times to deal with the killer in me.
Men, men they did me wrong true. Now I do them wrong to!
True. I, I love em AND AND I leave um They call me courtney blue, I do I do what I got to
bad murderer, thats me baby. bad murderer thats me.
I might be smiling but thats not what I am bout.
turn him out.
gone get rid of that mannnnn, he ain't gone know what hit him brother, turn him out.
he don't know what I am really bout, he don't know hey hey. you don't know what you don't know. turn him. turn him out.
don't no what I am bout.
turn him out,
turn him out,
turn him out turn him out yea yea say.
turn him out,
turn him out
boy I found out seems thats what I am really about.
True. I ,I love em AND AND I leave um
bad murderer thats me baby. bad murderer thats me.
year i tried , i trieddddddd many a times to deal with the killer in me
I might be smiling but thats not what I am about.

I might be smiling but thats not what I am bout.
turn him out ,I might be smiling but thats not what I am bout,
turn him out
gone rid of that man, he ain't gone what hit him brother, turn him out.
he don't know what I am really bout, he don't know.
hey hey . You don't know what you don't know. turn him turn him out.
don't no what I am bout.

gone get rid of that man, He ain't gone know what hit him brother, turn him out.
he don't know what I am really bout, he don't know.
hey hey. You don't know what you don't know. turn him turn him out
don't no what I am bout.
True. I love em AND AND I leave um.
I love em AND AND I leave um.
I love em AND AND I leave um.
I love em AND AND I leave um.
I do I do what I got to
I do I do what I got to

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What, The cinematic wonder movie director Master buddhi, aka Mr. Krzysztof Marczak, created, was more than what, any discerning competent movie guru could expect! The effort was an awesome fractal extravaganza, befitting the Fractal Forums Art of Award of Excellence, for the one of the best fractal films of the early Twenty-First Century! The surprises, of which are many in the film, tip toe in at first, then begin to run full throttle to the heights , reaching the stature of making the movie you made to belong in the Academy of The Royal Fractal Forums Gallery of Architectology! Congratulations and thank you sincerely, from The Weavers!

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MASTER BUDDHI

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Creator, ! Ecrof si ni ouy!

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To those who like the Miss LoveKillJoys stories, you can check out her Tweets : See it here CHAPTER 7 = REPLY# 113 http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg49905/#msg49905 goto CHAPTER 7 " TWEETS OF MISS LOVEKILLJOY"

Continuation tribute to the Master Tauruss66
« as reference see Reply #30 on: January 11, 2012, 03:13:07 AM »

The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

Chapter 13

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It was early still in the morning, theres was about, a little more than a hundred twenty people in the camp, now. The kids were already up, but lots of adult folks was still sleeping, some didn't sleep but cried all night, some were in shock, others were drowning their pain and lost in liquor and drugs, either way he came walking around where they were sleeping and waking them up, he was now with one thing on his mind, and that was laying down his new laws.

BR, knew what he had to do. The man. He knew. His words were going to make some people blue. And he might even have to kill a few!
He had to give these people, he saved, hope. Hope was something hard for him to give. neither he nor they could barely cope. Hope was hard, a hard thing to believe in!

But he had to give it!

He knows his head was bad, but today, he has to straighten up and think straight, make sense, other wise. Every body, including him is going to die! All these people he saved need to eat, and food in the boat gone be sour sweet, and about to run out! He was born and raised in a democracy to be free, free to think, speak and pee! But since he's the one that knows how to survive, it can't be run like a democracy right now!

He's going to have to act like a king! And they not gone understand that!

He's always been, bad, But now. He's gone be bad, might even have to kill some people, to do good, long term!
He knows nobody gone understand him, but he's got to do what a man like him, got to do!
Big rex, walked close to the campers resting on the ground, and thought to himself : I have to tell them what to do, and when to do it. He's going to have to explain to them why he's going be a dictator!

Well, walking into the camp that day, BR checked out all the people that were laying on blankets on the ground, half awake, with a leery eye on him.

Then, he raised up his voice and spoke loud so everybody could hear him!

Listen up wake up! Pay attention! Like told y'all before, My name is Big Rex. or BR, I can't say good morning, to you, knowing in my heart, it's not a good morning for anybody! I am a tad cranky. Year that's true! I seen better days! And so have you!

I know y'all, been crying, and didn't get no sleep last night! Ya, see, what I said is true!
The world done gone and exploded. Exploded in two! One Earth up above your head, and one where you're laying on the ground! Ain't, no more world! As we known it!

As you can tell by all the destruction, you can see, everywhere, all around, all the people are dead!

No. It can't be! Y'all say? But, you see it wit', your own eyes! Wo, wo. No! But hell, this is it. This is our world today!

I been born, and raised in the streets, never had nothing, now I got less! And this world as it is, gives me head ache, and a major bad attitude problem!

Now life as we all knows it. Is gone! Gone, gone! Gone be bad!
It's too much for ya. It hurts so bad. And you and your baby say, why?
And things, been down, and it was too much for you, and, and that's why, oh year, you know what? I gotta talk, talk to you today.

And I know if somebody ask ya, what's wrong with ya boy? You gonna say I lost everything. It hurts so bad. It's too much for me to say good by, to the world, I know! I, like you, I been, walking the back streets of my mind, and crying! Crying over it! Oh year, but folks please listen . I gotta tell ya, we can't, I say we can't say good bye, can't give up!

Now what I going to say, you ain't gone like. So I know y'all just woke up, and all! But I am gone be responsible or all y'all. And gone keep saying that cause that's true!
I am gone tell you like it is. We got so much folks here. Kids and old folks, and all! Lotta mouths to feed!

We need laws. We need order! I am gone tell you what to do. And you gone do what I say! If you don't listen I gone put your ass back in the bottom of the boat! I can't deal with problems! I got so many already! Don't make any for me! I gotta enough! Just trust me and do what I say!
Oldsters, take forever, when we’re in a hurry. Do your part as best you can! Don't make me kill anybody!

Maybe later we'll have a democracy, but not now! This is not a democracy. So I tell ya what I want, he said.
I ain't got enough of nothing, to give you.

Shelter, if it rains! I got a cave near by that's big enough.

Food, I got scraps from the boat!

Clothes we rob suitcases out of the boat!

Schools? I am the schools, I'll teach ya, how to survive! But, if, if you get bad grades, this teacher will kill ya!

Doctors we're lucky, two of the passengers are Doctors!
We got one Obstetrician, that's good news for the ladies!
So we got two Doctors. They don't speak a lot of english. They speak Chinese, and our devices, translators watches, can translate for now, but the batteries are running low. I am saying that, just so you know!

So listen up, stop crying and listen up cause I am only going to say this once!

Y'all, not gone like what I gotta say today, but what I got to say. I got to say!

[ 2 ]

Warriors?

Yes!

All you men! I need men to be warriors, he suddenly announced to the crowd!

I need you. I need you, BR, said again, loudly, prancing around with his hands behind his back, like lumbering bear on attack!
He was being very emotionally angry about something, so much so it looked like smoke was rising from the top of his cowboy hat! BR, was grimacing, his eyes alight, an angry, but what he was about to say to them, was going to be like a bombshell, hitting everybody like stunning, shockwave, right between the eyes!

I need fighters willing to die, defending us against them. See, before I found you! Before I came down into the boat, I realized I was not the only one to survived in this god forsaken world! Oh no!
There others, others, who turned into cannibals, ragged disgraceful, defeated in spirit, disadvantaged in the mind,

men who were losers! I saw them, I saw them! And I hated them!
They were a tribe! Yes, others, there are others, who survived too! Who want to eat you! That, now roam the earth hunting to kill anybody they find to eat them!
We need warriors!

I saw them, you see before the upper earth, went up higher, it was closer. I don't where they came from. Upper or lower earth?
All I know, we got to be prepared! All I know, we got to be prepared, he yelled out this time, louder, this time he said in a guttorial way, emphasizing his point!

I need you to understand that the blue cannibals, i saw, might find my camp full of people, and attack. You wouldn't like that!

They have a strange Oder that I can smell. I saw them, I saw them. Some are running with spears, and are naked! Hunger is core reason for this contagion, to do this! It spreads! It's starts and we are all programmed to be afraid of certain primal fears, staving to death is one of our main fears! it can turn us from human, back to beast!
Fear is one of the most potent contagion's, that is highly contagious! This fear of going hungry, is a self fulfilling prophesy. It's, here with us, he said pointing to his temple, his head, since the beginning of time, . . . he said!

It's what drives men, sane men, teachers, and professors, poor and rich alike, to this abominable shame! I saw a disproportional amount of teenager boys and girls, running with them. Hungry!
Hungry!
They turned on each other, and they are a danger!
These ragged groups of men turned cannibals, who paint their bodies with blue oils that came out of the earth. I am positive they don't know I am here. They didn't see me spying on them. They don't know I am here! But, if one of those devils, returns back, they might find out, out that I brought you up, out the boat! And there lots of people to eat here!
They'll come back!

That, they'll know we are here! If they know we are here, and come. That's why I want an army , an army to fight. If they ever come this way again we will fight them. We will be ready!

So! I know you just got out of the boat and are weak, but I will feed you, make you strong!
Hear my words, Do you know, now why I want warriors! Do I get men who, who want to be warriors? Do I get men ready to fight? Do I get you to be with me in our hour, when we are most vulnerable?
Who amongst you, who will join me to build an army? Big Rex, asked turning his head and scanning the width and breath of the people before him!

If you willing to be a warrior, tell me, let me know now! Who? Raise your hands, he demanded, raising up his hands high in the air! And soon, others raised clenched fists. They raised their hands! Well, the hands went up. The crowd didn't hesitate. Even women, and girls wanted to fight!

Now listen! Year, I am different than you! I dress like one of them old time cowboys, I like it, that's just my style, doesn't mean I am wild.
Do not dismiss this, I know I yanked you from this, death, to survive, but now to hear that you might hunted, for your flesh, it's nut! But, I did not promise you paradise, did I? But, life and, life is what it is! This!
You can cry later, . . . now, I need you to learn to be fighters, soldiers, to guard and protect the females here with us! Without them, our specie dies. All you women, got to be pregnant soon! Yes you heard me, time is both a friend and our enemy! I have a friend her name is Sally! What I have learned, is the position you were born into!
Is not the position where you gonna die! So If, mind you, I say, If, we all still alive, next year, we got new babies! Lots of babies next year! Lots of them! We gotta double our population quick! And if sex is the trick, we got the stick!
Before the world blew up, we had it good! Dam right said BR, in a low voice under his breath, as if he was talking to himself!

I think y'all all agree? We had cool places, like restaurants, saloons, pubs, coffee shops, that were chock-full of prime people-watching opportunities, but no more! Ladies and gents, what you see is what you get!

So, ladies don't wait for mister, Right. He ain't coming! He's most likely dead! Take what you can get! There're good men here! Our future depends on it! And we depend on you! So women, You want to talk to me? Talk to me!

[ 3 ]

Next! Workers!

I need workers. Not bench, warmers! Workers, is what I need. Yes indeed! Workers, willing to play an organized, central role, in trying to do farming, Yes sir! There's lots of tomato seeds, and other seeds, corn, potatoes, and vegetables we got out of the boat, so planting seeds every day, will make this camp a better place for everyone. So all you men, if you cannot become a warrior, and don't think you want to work, listen up! Don't be a jerk! No women for you, or worse, if you don't work, forget about it! You want a woman? You talk to me first, if I say so. Then it is so! I'am going to be their protector! You don't like what I am saying, you don't like my laws! You think it got flaws! Then go back, go back down, from out where I took ya! You heard me! Get yer, dam ass, back into the bottom of that boat. If that's what you prefer! I can arrange that, easy for ya! One, two, three! See me!

You got a complaint? Tell me about it! If, your thinking of leaving the camp, the answer is no! Run-aways, will be hunted down and caught, and be en-slaved! You heard me! No rights! None! Think about it! I swear, if you are not with me, you're against me!
Like I said before, . . . I am gone be responsible for you. You gone be responsible to respect and help me anyway you can, by the same token, no way should you take me for granted or underestimate me!
I saved you, and I can un-save you!
Y'all life is gone get better, but it got to get worse first! This ain't no free lunch! We got to learn to be better than damage goods. It's gone be a marriage, between you and me to stay alive you see, trust me! My name is BIg Rex, BR, and like I said, but unless I tell you otherwise, when you address me, call me boss! Boss, wit a capital B! If anybody got a problem with that, I'll kill' em!
This here is my camp. You in it! I put ya in it! This is my Bumble Bugga land! Me? I like honey, I like Honey bees! I like bugs. And, I call my camp, Bumble Bee City. So, that's it! Now you know! Now you know where the hell you are!
Listen up, I welcome you! At the same time, I swear, if you cause me any problems. I'll put you back in the boat!
Now, open your ears! No, you are not gone sit around crying all day! Life is all you got. It's all you gonna have! Don't make me take it away from you! Listen to me! I want you to trust me. Listen to me!
I'll make you survive! You gonna look around, and get depressed. And think you can not live like this. You can't survive! I'll make you survive!

[ 4 ]

Big Rex spoke on a lot of topics, and then he said. Ah' year. Something I wanted to mention, in this meeting!

What I want you to know, is, . . . I can get y'all Virtual Reality stuff, like glasses, so you can remember how the old Earth was. No internet, needed just mind power stuff! So talk to me if you're interested.
I know some of y'all still got money in your wallets So, if you have lost as much as I have, but don't want to give in, and give up! Maybe, If you like to go VR, and see how things used to be. Maybe you'll do it, just bring back good time memories, or other people might need it, for Post traumatic stress disorders, therapy! Any how, if interested. See me after the meeting!

So, it was, . . . Yet, for reasons outside of our comprehension, destinies intervention,
It must have read, his mind, greedy, to exploit, the frailties of the bugs he dragged out of the bottom of the ship. BR, told the bugs he was the big Boss! And, he took out of boat something he kept secret about. But, now, he lays his secret cards on the table, at the meeting! He wants to let the people get access to see the Earth world, the cities, the stories, and places before the world was destroyed! BR, has VR, glasses that he will let them use, for cash, gold, and jewelry! But no credit cards!

BR, he found some VR, glasses aboard the ship in suitcases. And they were in good condition too! No internet needed, just your mind power!

You know the type! You know the type, invented a long long time ago. The VR, glasses with recumbent AR, that work powered by the minds signals.

BR, wanted the bugs to pay up, if they want to use his toys, that will be allowing folks to revisit the world, that they lost! How much is it worth it to you? To see it again, he asked himself Seems like he's showing he's an entrepreneur! Albeit a crazy one!

For those few minutes of VR, memories, of happiness he wants you pay him. How? With, money or what ever you got for sale? What is it about Big Rex? These people just came out of that boat! They are mentally distraught, beaten , exhausted, depressed, and bewildered, but yet, he shows no love or empathy for them. He says he does, but by his actions it's obvious, he's not concerned!

He's got access to the hardware, cause he can go down searching in the boat, whenever he wants!

You can't go in the boat unless he says so! So, BR, lets teenagers working for him, go down searching for VR glasses and other bidirectionally mind powered,
optical cross-link technology, offline
glasses, along with any interfaces, that they can retrieve! This, he said they can do, as long as it's not ruined by water, or fire, he will give them prizes!

After all, these ship's passengers, they were very affluent people, and had lots gadgets, lots of devices, and VR, contact lens, and VR glasses, and one of the compelling features of the application it works on is your natural brainwave operating system. And it's like you're dreaming, the action of dreaming, and imagining creates biological brain patterns movements, that can be tracked.
Yep, Even though you're are not really using your eyes, or ears, or arms or legs in real reality, only in Virtual reality!
And, so, it's those, signals created, that can be harvested, retrieved as data and read, and tricking your mind into thinking you are someplace real, when you are not! Y'all been using this stuff in games! So y'all know how it works!

It works easily, with today's technology, using interpretive, connectivity signals, it gets powered by, and from your brain, and turns the glasses on, and lets you passengers, see, and virtually visit popular scenes, cities, and famous tourists attractions, and iconic places, they are headed for, before they arrive.

Now, I ask you! Wouldn't you want to see the world as it was, before it got destroyed?

BR, turn smart salesmen? Is his behavior understandable? Or do you think he should bypass the opportunity to make money?

When he was a kid, he sold drugs, and a guy that used to buy from him, was a wealthy man, a rich investor, who was a scientist, that spent an afternoon chatting with him. And that was the first time, he got introduced to cognitive nuero science, in physics! The man got high, really high, and to see and to hear this old man, acting so funny, BR, secretly recorded what he was saying. He still has the audio, tape files on his phone files, some where!

Anyhow, the old man, was funny! And he was drinking too! And the old guy, was happily rapping to him about brain waves, and something he called event resolution imaging, and a lot of other technical stuff like : ways to put people under his control by using VR, glasses! He said, he was studying semi classical quantum mechanics, how brain waves could be used to encode information, and he thought he could make codes, to control brain activity, and thoughts!
And the scientist talked and talked and making funny jokes as he kept rapping, about how to do all this stuff!
BR, he didn't understand anything, but he was impressed about VR, and what it meant! And what if you could control people?

So, when he came across by accident, some VR, glasses in the boat, it was a big deal. A winner in his mind. He thought, at some point, he would turn these VR, glasses into cash!
Begs the question, do you like, . . . like you, and like you, dare be greedy too, if given the opportunity?

Now, what he didn't tell anybody, was because of the circumstances he finds himself in, he thought, it might be a good thing to go looking to see if he can locate those old tapes files! And listen to those old recordings now, to see if he could learn how to control these peoples minds, using those instructions, he has! But that's for a later time! He had let his mind drift, but now he's back paying attention, and stopped meandering around, and stood stiffly in front of the people and said loudly, like some type of army commander!

OK?

It's time to lock and load, survival classes are mandatory, after breakfast starting today. Dinner is at 6 pm I expect volunteers to cook and hand out the food, each day sign up or don't expect to eat!

Judy and Saddie and Barni, and Beth Thomson, or Tee, had stayed on the hill hanging out BS'ing about everything under the sun and what's on their and other people minds, and basically didn't get back to the camp till late, It was something after one o'clock in the afternoon, when they got back toasted, and walking funny! It was at that time they were looking for a little hot coffee, and that's when they met up with this guy making some at the camp. The guys name was Baxter and he told them about the meeting he went to that morning, cause BR, said he wanted folks to attend survival classes, he was gone give after breakfast! So anyway Baxter went. And said it was kind of cool. The old guy, he called BR old, since he, Baxter, was a real young guy, just seventeen. Well he told them that BR, wanted the women to take on the responsibility to repopulate the world,

He said all reproductive girls and women of all ages, need to get pregnant in a month!

And that the guys needed to become fit, and do exercises to become strong, and ready to become soldiers to defend the camp, and enforce discipline. Sounds like he thinks we are a country or something? It was kind of neat, and all the stuff he said. He sounded like a preacher one minute, and a soldier the next. He was using a bunch of extension cords down linked to the boat, to the computer screen, he brought out of the ship. And with just battery power, he was able to show us some pictures, using recumbent networking gestural I/O with flawless G speak gesture recognition hardware. He's quite a cowboy, and I was listening to him, he appears to trying to hide the fact, that he knows a lot, and to me he was appearing to be humble. Fact is he seems crazy some times, but still he got a quite a head on his shoulders.
Baxter smiling and nodding his head, said he is looking forward to the next meeting. And that he thought, BR was a real hard core type man. That he knew a lot of the things about living outdoors, and he took them to a cave he knew about. He called it a cavern, and well, he took us all. All of us were able to fit in it, cause it was huge and deep with high ceilings. And guess what he said excitedly? Its got water, water in it, but, but it's boiling hot coming out of the earth! But BR, he said in time it would get cold and we could use it to bathe in it. Judy listened to him. The young mans eyes were bright, and he spoke admiringly and enthusiastically about BR. BR said, he'd a figure out a way to make sure prizes are given to people who excelled as fighters and warriors. And said, the kid excitedly, later this month after we get all organized and stuff, he would make another expedition to try to get some bikes, Harley Davidson bikes the Captain told him were down there in the ship. And that would be so cool, and he said, if they are successful in finding them. And if they are successful in getting them out, cause they are heavy, and it would need a lot of guys to try to do it, you know get them up and out. Well, he said he would let the strongest man and the first woman to get pregnant ride them.

[ 5 ]

How cool is that, gives us something to look forward to, right, asked the kid, brite eyed, and enthusiastically?

Later that day, BR, was passing the time, obsessively, trying to get his screen up, he was having a hard time getting his eye scan password recognized, and was sitting on a rock just outside his tent, the sun was baring down on him and he turned around to get into shade, when he spotted someone approaching.

Year, year I remember you boy, said BR, checking the kid walking towards him. He, took off his old cowboy hat, using it as a fan, looked down at his shadow on the ground, and said to it in faint whisper, wassup? Wassup with this bugga, I wonder wassup?

It was the same teen, who seemed mesmerized by the weird man's personality and self assured-ness. But, for the boy, he was the opposite, maybe on the outside he looked cheerful, or tried to, but on the inside, he was hiding his sorrow and his deep pain.

He stood there, and he looked so, so weak, the breeze that was blowing, looked like it was going to make him fall over, as he pondered to himself, what do I do now?

He was Theo Baxter, a mixed Mexican American, who was barely seventeen, long black hair, thin like a match, and had something he wanted to ask BR, but was ashamed to. He thought, to himself, it's a crazy question, I want to ask! But this is the man in charge so why not? What is the worse that can happen? He gets angry? He makes fun of me? He laughs at me. I won't know unless I ask him? And who knows, maybe he's lonely too? Maybe he can be somebody I can turn to. He's a little bit like my dad; If my dad was alive, he always knew what to do! I can't change this world, but maybe this crazy-man can, and maybe I can help him do it!

The boy was looking sad, and pitiful down at the ground, but now got the courage to raise his two eyes up. And he looked at BR, and very slowly, hesitantly let the words form in his lips, and spoke them out : I know you have so much to do, sir. And I need to, I need to, I need to talk to you sir!
Call me Boss, said BR, as he sat there curiously checking out the kid!

I lost my dad. I was wondering if you, if, well, er, I was wondering if you could adopt me as your son? And I, well, do you think you could treat me as your son? I have no one, and I feel dead inside, like my heart is not there anymore! And you, your words this morning, are like sunshine to me!

BR, sat up straight backed and stoic, looking dumbfounded, like somebody just hit him!

What? What, said BR, shocked, shocked by the request, he knew his head was not the best, but this was off the wall, he had to stall, had to think!

As he suddenly looked up and did a double blink, stared at the boy, who had tears in his eyes now, and said : Boy, before I got y'all out, I rescued just two people, Jonathan, and the crazy captain, but now I got all these people it will be hard! See, people like somebody to lead them.

Sometimes they gone like me sometimes not! Problem is death come hunting me,
And I am born to float, I got enemies I gotta smoke! Find good buggars, good buggars to be with me, is hard, see charlie! The bad bastards gotta groke! And it's hard to be rock steady, back to back ready, if I had a little son like you! Hell. You know I am a killer right?

Yes, sir!
Yes, Boss, repeated BR, reminding him, again!
You still want me to be your daddy?
Yes, Boss!

There are men in this camp, I don't know who they are, who would like this daddy of yours dead, take over so they can be Boss. Find them!
You mingle with them, be friends, keep your eyes spying on them for me, and on everybody, boy! Boy, if you come across folks thinking to get me, tell me!

And you give me time, to get to know you, and trust ya, and we'll see? In the mean time, if you got some problems you need direction with, talk, come see me. But don't tell anybody that you're my son, and keep secret, what I said to you! You think you can do that?
Yes Boss,
What's your name son?
Baxter, Alejandro, Theo Baxter! Then, without saying another word, BR, smiled blinking at him, then stretched out his fist, making it like those hand puppets! And made like a ventriloquist, and made his voice change, sounding funny, and come out the character on his fist, and told him ;
Ultra shine, Ultra shine, there is no two of a kind! I am one of kind Baxter boy! Guns are my toys! I'll kill ya in a minute! Don't cross me! Ha, ha, ha, . . . Gone tell," Sally," bout you, now go, get some shut eye son, and I 'll see later!

[ 6 ]

So, after listening carefully to the young teenager, named Baxter, talk about the meetings, and BR's survival classes. Judy's take away was intellectually, it was about stuff she had learned way back in college :
Family construction, and reproduction issues, and nascent communal institutional initiatives, and incentive group manipulation. Wow! She thought to her self : it's all obvious to me, he laid-out a matrix, for all foundational concerns and considerations, which are the precursors, to re-establishing a new world order! And a new world order, all under this madman's control. And all this positive thinking coming from a wild eyed country bumpkin with a cowboy hat, boots, guns and personality disorders! Things just didn't add up, she thought. She regretted missing the meeting. But remained conflicted more-so now, that he was publicly emphasizing what, in his opinion : It's a woman's duty to get pregnant. And being one, his words were especially poignant and insightful, and begged the question, were her assertions, that he is mad possibly somewhere in-between right and wrong, and she asked herself, if that is true, what the hell does that mean?

What the hell? What the hell does that uneducated, ill informed, pin brained, naive madman, unconversant with proper protocols mean?
He said, that all reproductive girls and women of all ages, need to what? Need to get pregnant by the end of the month?
Who does this poor excuse for a man think he is? Sex? No! Non compliancy, is all he is going to get from me!

But, she acknowledged, before he came out and declared what he did, about what we females must comply with, it was all speculatory at best. But, now despite all the good things he said, this obligatory pregnancy law, I am morally outraged! It freaks me out!
Confounding me?
Suddenly, she be came solemn, and melancholy, as her mind shifted to her family, and not just what would her future be like, but her past, her families deaths. She wished so desperately to see her brother, Charles, who was her brother but, not just a brother, but someone she could confide, and understood her. It was he, who she loved best out all her brothers and sisters. He was the one who always showered her with advice, she thought about her mother Sagas Saintclare, and her pop, teddy as she called him ; Theodore Saintclair. It was difficult to nearly impossible to fit in her mind, that they were gone. They were the corner stone, upon which her life revolved. She missed all them so very much and slowly she passed the time thinking about them, and how they met their end. Something she'll never know, but wanted to! She could not help thinking about it, and it evoked a keen sense of sadness and regret. She cried a lot about it.

But, that was nothing, nothing, in comparison to being forced to become a mother, not for love, but posterity! Preposterous! When I see him, I am going to slap his face! Madman!

[ 7 ]

Mean while in a different time and place BR was informed that the Captain had gone totally bizarro crazy again trying jump in the fire again!
The people were wandering around in the cavern looking at the boiling water, with their flashlights flaring all around exploring the cave, when a man came in, walk up to BR, and whispered something in his ear. Boss, you told me to keep eye on him. Year, well he's out of it! Shit, really? Yep! It's happen again. He done it again, I don't know what you want to do about that! You want to check him out, Boss? Ok, BR, replied frustrated, so, BR and the man left. So, back at the camp the two men arrived and sure enough BR, saw it was the captain going crazy! Seems like your day of reckoning has arrived, said BR, to the old Captain, who looked like a looney toon! Jonathan, year Boss! You, you, you said he tried to kill himself, five times in the last hour? Year, Boss. Captain is that true? The captain wasn't looking at BR, or listening, and was ranting uncontrollably. And when BR, questioned him, he rapidly started shaking his head back and forth, and around, like he was trying to shake his head off his neck!
And said to BR : Why sopbonngut ban lacky me, goodu. me that me memory you thank you mom mommy, ye, you saved me?
And so hearing that set BR, off, getting in to the act of craziness too, which he knows how to play it, as if it is real!

And BR, got down on the ground, drop to his knees, raised his hands up to the sky, and acted like he was talking to the sun up in the sky! And replied emotionally and with plenty of vigor in his voice. and began to yell :
Oh hear me my my son, Oh hear me! My son of a gun! HOWOOOOoooo. DID you not hear the word, thou shall upon body harm not? Did you, you harm your self my boy? Son of god, did you, my fellow brother? BR, asked him, almost with tears in his eyes! Did you try to jump in the fire again Captain?
"Me, yes I got to escape! I got to escape! I got to escape! Ahhh ag cough escape! I me I, mommy I rouf rouf!" The Captain started to howl like an old wolf Dog! Howell hooo rouf ohow oooooOOOO!
Did you try to jump in the fire again Captain? Answer me, for God is talking through the sky above and he wants to know boy, did You?
I got to escape! I got to escape! Ahhh ag!
But, let no one criticize the good or bad I do, cause you not no what is true! And bare pain or carry my distain upon the land, and you did. Yes, you my son did you? Didn't you? Answer God Captain didn't you? Say yes lord!
No me me got stop me got to escape.
NO! Did I hear you say no! God thy lord no! Did you try to commit suicide by jumping in the fire?
Me I me want escape.
Did thou one you do something bad, Captain? Tell the truth, lord thy god, you said to him no? Did you insult Thy God by saying no to his commandments, was it not your command to obey his word? Was it not your command to follow his word, and what did'ith thous do? Tell ME? Tell ME, go ahead admit your sins?
Speak Captain speak!
Oh no, Me, I just want it to stop, I talking in my head I can't, I cant make it stop got to escape! The people in my head!
Tell me did you break the lords commandments? Tell me, go ahead speak, Captain speak!
Me no know I got to get out!
Out, out did I hear you? God made the world and put you in it! If he didn't want you to be in it, he would put you out himself! And how ungrateful you be, insult him you to him thee, you say you want to leave, OUT! You want to get out, how many good righteous souls want to get in and you want out, shame on you! Captain shame on you. May the lord, thy god forgive you not. For disgraced his body thous has done, child of the lord. For verse 15 :" What then? Shall we sin because we are not not under the law, but under grace? God Forbid, for the hearers of the law are not just before God, but the doer's of the law, shall be justified." There, brother, there is no getting out! None!
Me got to get out.
Get out to out my heaven, get out escape out to my heaven, to my heaven mine no! No in to hell maybe, into hell maybe, but the lord says no to you for you are a sinner, and we don't like you anymore. I to you see you have been a eater meat, you drink, you disrespected my holidays nor moon nor god rest in peace tombs shall upon you shine, many have resurrected, many have dis affected many wrote the shortening of days and the shortening of hours and the, the of minutes cut in half like sliced bread, still only one crumb is left said the lord, but the time has come, prepare your self, Pray!

Me, me pray Mommy?

Thats right say onto me mommy, and repeat after me boy say:

Mommy I have been a bad boy!

Mommy I have been a bad boy,repeated the Captain.

Well guess what? Guess asked BR. You must go into grave. The time is at hand to die! And BR rose up, and jumped in the air and pulled out his gun from its holster and aimed at the man's head and came walking over to him, and then stopped, put his gun away back in his holster, and said to him whispering,
You tell me? Tell me? Why did you jump in the fire, is it that you love Satin, my lord, Gods enemy? BR, face changed and flashed full of anger and hate and jump at him and grabbed him by the neck and started to choke him you said, NO! You said no to no to the lord! Then he spat in his face and released his neck, got to his feet and kicked the Captain in the chest. He looked up to the heavens and raised up his both arms to heavens. And said something to the sun up in the sky, and walked around the captain who was now looking back at him totally shocked. Then BR, walked over to Jonathan who was also looking wide eyed and was shocked. And in a low voice, as natural and calm as can be, he said to Jonathan, you know Jonathan to your point, I think you're right he is nuts.
Ye, er um er um yes, yes, Boss, said Jonathan, amazed and stutteringly. I know, See, Boss I told you, I told you he's nuts! We can't control him, he's a goner! Ok, I don't got time for this shit, snapped BR. And I know there are no hospitals doctors or mental institutions for the boy, so I got to put him down! What? What, asks Jonathan shocked! You heard me, Jonathan. The man is a dead man walking. Only thing to do is put him out of his misery. Well, I don't know I thought maybe since he thinks you're his mother, you might calm him down, Boss? No, put him down, thats whats needed here! Think about that, HMmnn, come to think of it, we gone need a cemetery, a cemetery is what this place needs to bury its future dead people. Remind me about it later Jonathan asked BR, off handedly. We gone take him after I shoot him, to big a chasm in a cliff, I found a while back. It's about twenty feet deep, and about mile from the camp. We can throw his body down there, or if thats to far, since we don't got no transportation, perhaps we could dig a hole and bury him close by, a ways from the camp. Either way his body is already in the ground! BR, lit a cigarette, inhaled and blew the smoke out, and said as he raised his gun and put it to the Captain head, time to go bye-bye Captain! He put his finger on the trigger to pull it to kill him, when just then the Captain looked at him in his eyes while the gun was pointed at his forehead, and smiled and said,

nice Mommy! Nice Mommy nice Mommy! Thanks,

he said again and smiled and closed his eyes to receive the bullet, and it was then BR, realized thats why, the Captain was causing such a ruckus, so I would do what he wanted to do, and that was to help him kill himself, and he said sorry, you don't get it. Not to day big fellar! What, said Jonathan? He wanted me to kill him, Jonathan. But, looky looky a brand new cookie, Lucky for him I know a little trick, I learned back when I was in the special services! What, I don't get it, Boss? Few do, Jonathan, especially guys like you, dude! You're not suppose to! Now listen up. Heres what I want you to do, and since the people are away, and the camp is empty this is the perfect time to pull this off! No witnesses to interfere. We got to do this quick, see that speaker box, over there, he said pointing, crack it open and take the magnetic speakers and bring it to me quick, I am gone get the defibrillator while you do that. But, why Boss, don't ask me nothing. Just do it, said BR! So, the two men went about getting these things and then came back to where the Captain was tied up to a pole and BR, said to the Captain laying on the ground, Mommy needs you be a nice boy, as he pulled out a rag and rapt it around the Captain head and duck-taped around it, so it wouldn't fall off then he got the Captain to stand up and and walked over to the metal hull of the boat and grabbed the rope and slammed the man's skull into it again and again at full force, bam, bam, bam! Then grabbed his neck and forced his head straight into the metal bashing his forehead up against it, POW! He slammed the man's forehead into the metal wall several times un-mercifully, bam bam bam, till the Captain fell backwards unconscious! OK, quick take the speakers and you placed one on that side of his temple and I'll put the other one the other side and we'll duck tape it up with the duck tape real nice! Ok, Boss but, Shit shut the hell up, Jonathan, I don't time for your questions. Just do it. Then BR, took the Defibrillator and gave the man several electrical shocks to the head! He did it, again and again jolting it several times more and said to the Captain as the man woke up. Good morning, son! Hi, it's me. This is your mother talking to you son! Your mother, I want to welcome you home son, you gone be all right. I know your head is hurting now but the pain will stop. Son I am your mother. And as your mother you must obey me and do every thing I say Other wise Mommy will get angry! Do every thing I say, cause I am your mommy? You, do every thing I say, cause I am your Mommy. Do every thing I say, cause I am your mommy?

Yes, yes, yes mommy!

Now, son, stay quiet a little while and drink this, he said giving him a drink of water, and telling him, this is hot mineral water from the center of the world! It will make your mind feel peaceful and if you get into a fight, bullets won't hurt you, unless I say so, and you will be happy and I will take care of you! Do you understand Captain my son?

Yes, Mommy you will take care of me,

Yes son I will. You will make sure nobody tries to hurt mommy, if anybody tries to hurt mommy you kill them got it?

Yes, Mommy, I will kill them.

Good, now you just stay here quiet resting OK?

Ok!

And the men got up and walked a few feet away from the captain who laid befuddled on the ground sleeping and Jonathan said, Boss whats happening? BR, didn't answer, but smiled. He raised his hands up and lit a cigarette and walked back to the camp and took out a bottle of Barcardi Rum, twisted off the cap, threw some on his hands to wipe off the Captains blood. And then opened a can of coke and mixed it in the bottle of rum and took a swig, and said, ahh, good, he said after tasting it. You want ? He said holding out the bottle to Jonathan meaning if he wanted a taste? Jonathan, shook his head meaning no, but then confused, took it quickly and drank some. What did you do? Don't worry, he's back! The Captain is back! He won't be back the same as he was before. But at least I didn't have to shoot the boy!

[ 8 ]

A little later, we see the Captain being placed on the ground, next to a chair, and in the chair is BR, who is wrapping a wire around the Captains head! After removing the Duck tape, and, now he's fixing in place, these two speakers, right atop the Captains head. One speaker, covering over one of his ears, and one speaker is covering the other! Like they were headphones, and BR, strapped them on to him, tight, with wires, and tightened them up so they wouldn't come off. Then he gave a sign to the Captain, not to move and that he would be right back. BR went to his tent, and de-activated a secret string to a live grenade, he had as booby trap in case of a thief might get ideas, took a key and unlocked his shotgun from a big metal box, holding the rest of his gun collection, and chained it! And then, the rest of his secreted purported contents back, and covered them over. He re-set his hand-grenade trip cord device, to blow up anybody stupid enough, who'd try to steal his stuff!

And, then he came back over, smiling like nice mother to his child, and gave the big shot gun to the Captain, saying kill anybody, who I tell you to. Yes, Mommy! Nodded the captain smiling. Good boy, you and me, gone get along just fine! Here, son, he said, pulling out a small bottle of rum and handing it to him, relax and bit, and have some? Why don't you come with me to the cave, that's where the folks are, come on Captain, you too Jonathan and the three men left.

[ 9 ]

Earlier, Baxter a teenager attaining the meeting commented, my parents taught me the value of minding my own business. And saving some of my allowance for a raining day and woking at a job as waiter in a restaurant help me, greatly in getting to know how the world worked, now when my parents have passed away in this catastrophe. I feel lost, but when, when I am somehow listening to BR. He makes me feel incredibly different, like we have chance, A chance! A chance at starting over! You know what I mean, he said, to his friend, a another little kid his age named, Bobby. Well, the boy shook his head, and pushed his hair out of face, and said Bobby, I don't think he's that cool, cool at all cause, he wants us to do what he saysI He wants to be Boss! And he is my father! And he doesn't want anybody, anybody to have a say nothing. Who the hell he thinks he is anyway. BR, is the boss, plain and simple! Bobby, think about it! If it weren't for that old dude, we wouldn't be here now! And Baxter went to make some some coffee, and sat down thinking about all he heard BR say, the more he thought about it, the more he felt optimistic about everybody's future. Later, he laid back and got some shut eye, and then heard a wind in the distance starting to blow, a faint odd sound, like a cat blowing in the wind sounding like " meowoooooduck, meowoooooduck, meowoooooooooooduck!"

[ 10 ]
Later, the afternoon came riding in ever so slowly, chipping away at the long empty hours in the day, and slowly the desperate parties in the group began finding their niches, and making their friends and little associations with each other, and slowly all of them everybody, was coming to the realization that they, and they alone are the ones left in the world. And slowly they started to feel the beginning of group identification as, survivors, albeit by the urgings of BR. The children of which, there were an assortment of boys and girls, varying in ages from : three years old to seventeen years old, who were eager, and their temperament rotated back and forth constantly, between feeling happy, sad, and inquisitive, and in disbelief that their parents weren't ever coming back! They were sad without them. And they felt a great over bearing punishing lost in their hearts with out them, some kids were getting bogged down deep in depression. So it was a happy surprise to them, when BR, came out gather the kids over around him, to show them a game he called, fate! " kill the bad times." He brought out a big pot of kitchen knives and gave it the big kids and told them to trying throwing it at a tree! And that the tree was their bad times! And they should throw the knife at the tree, for punishment for bringing them sadness, and bad times on them. Well,BR started the thing off! And low and behold BR, he pulled out a big kitchen knife from the pot, and blindfolded himself, and threw a knife and stuck it into the tree to the amazement of the kids and adults alike!

The kids, now took to the idea like glue, of course they were told not to use blind folds, but they, heard from BR , that it was a way, to get rid of your bad feeling and let out your sadness and frustration, and help them forget!

And he told them it would make them feel better. Soon, practically all the kids, save for the babies had a kitchen knife in their hands throwing at the tree! He would allow three throws, then blow a whistle and the kids would run and retrieve the knives and do all over again. He put one kid named, Baxter and an adult woman name Koto, in charge so the kids had someone older guiding them and making sure they wind up killing each other, then he left. The day was long, long, lots of time on people hands, BR thought to himself he definitely would have to figure a way to change that, " Idle hands hath time to sin!"

Now later that day, BR sent The Captain to get him some hot water from the caves to make the coffee for everybody. He gave him some heavy rope and tied the empty water cooler jug with it around the handle, so he could drop it in the streaming boiling hot water, and pull it out, and cap it, and drag it to the camp, so they could start to make some hot coffee for every body as was custom. Well, the captain left around two pm in the afternoon and it should take him ten minutes to do it so he sent him to fetch it.

So, the guy was walking through the encampment, and on his way he went over to the mens section of the camp where BR
said the men had to be separated from the women. BR had told them, at first the arrangement, was going to be, that all the folks that in the beginning so everybody felt comfortable, that the folks on the left side is for men, and the right side of the camp is women and the middle is kids and the backside is for married couples and folks who wanted to live together as couples. It was simple solution and it was working. Later he order the woman be guarded by himself and then some others, to keep a eye of them, and security!
And so while the Captain was passing through, he met up with some of the men folk!

A Latino, guy by the name of Bennymoray and another one, a big black dude, named Dizzy and one more a man, named Garfield, and couple of others, who were drinking and playing cards and they started up a conversation with the old man, but making fun of him, and sounding up on how he looks! They laughed at him, with those radio speakers taped to his head with duct tape! And why was he was wearing them, and why his face was all swollen up! And the captain was in no mood to talk about anything about what happen to him, when all of sudden Bennymoray wrestled the shot gun from him, and pushed him to the ground.

And Bennymoray, laughed and said, well look it here y'all, guess what? Guess what we got? ha, ha, ha.
It seems, we got the gun now! Don't it boys, asked Bennymoray, a shiny haired, Puerto rican dude with a thin black mustache, and a cigarette dangling from his lips! He smiled shaking his head up and down gesturing proudly with the big shotgun in his hands rubbing its shiny surface, as it glistened in the sunlight.

He walked over to the Captain laying now on his back looking up to him. It was hard for the Captain to see his face in the glare of the noondays bright sun, but he could hear him well enough, and what he was saying wasn't good. He said, times funny! There is a time and place, and a place and time to die! The men were all concerned, this was happening fast, it this guy wanted to kill BR, and with BR, out of the way, and dead, would that mean, chaos would take over?

Or was the idea of this camp, a lost cause from the outset!
Does a man with a gun and no vision, better than a man who is crazy, but crazy in a good way, with a gun and a vision? There wasn't anytime to think, and sure was no time to debate it! As the three guys rose up macho style and walked stepping aside to discuss privately, what they want to do now that they had BR shotgun! Was it a good thing? Time would tell! Listen Garyfield, said we got to do this right the first time! Cause this BR [ BLEEP ] plays stupid, but that's bullshit, he's getto slick man. You got knock him out first! Kill his ass, dig it? We go shoot him in the back, then break into tent get his other weapons and everything is cool, we home free, homey!

Solid, smiled Bennymoray, agreeing, and then Dizzy, the big black dude, came up with this plan, what about this?
I split now, you dudes, wait here, till he comes looking for Captain shithead, and you confront him here, by then, it would of given me a chance to get a weapon out of his tent! Bet? I know he got lots of shit in there, knives too! This way you cover him in the front when he comes, you bull shit him, waste some Bull shitting, small talk, and I will attack him from behind, he's dead meat You know wha I'm saying bro? Bennymoray, nodding his head, in agreement, said smiling, sweet! Sweet and neat Dizzy! I like it Dizzy! If this shit works out, you gone be my main man, Homey! And we get some booty time tonight, Ha, ha, ha. Whether the girls like it or not, we got the guns! ha, ha, ha!
Then an older grey hair Irish dude name Mikey, who had worked as engineer on the boat joined them saying, I don't like taking orders from no stupid ass Mexican crack pot, and that's all BR, is! And now that we got his [ BLEEPING ] shotgun, we should take over!
Hell year, said Bennymoray, who out of y'all is with me, cause this ain't no bullshit! I am serious as heart attack! I am down with with you baby, said Dizzy, who was a big muscular man as tall as the sky and weighing a ton too! Dizzy, who also was a musician punk rocker, covered head to toe in tattoos, and Garfield, who was a fat looking Eskimo Indian chain smoker from Alaska, with shifty black eyes like a flea at sea! Shit, lets take over this mother [ BLEEP ] said his buddy Mikey! Count me in said, Mikey!

Time for fun. Ha, ha, ha ! Then suddenly, Now you don't want to do that. The boss said he'd get angry, said the captain getting to his feet, but then Mikey hit him in the head with the water cooler jug bottle, BAMM! Making him fall backwards! Ha, ha, ha! They all laughed. Well, perhaps if we shoot your boss, your stupid beautiful person boss will get real angry and drop dead, ha, ha, ha! If you hurt the boss I will have to kill you!

Ha, ha, ha, you crazy[ BLEEPING ] Captain hasn't anybody told you yet? You are messed [ BLEEP ] up, dude! ha, ha, ha! The men broke out laughing together! I am gone tell the boss, year you go do that old man, ha, ha, ha! But stay here a minute, Check it out Dude, stay here, or I 'll put a bullet hole in you the size of house! Dizzy, said Bennymoray, you wait, time yourself perfectly. I am gone to send Garyfield, Mr. G, better yet, one of those kids? He looked around and pointed to one, and yelled, Hey you, punk, come over here, he said pointing to the youth named Baxter, who was watching, scared.

Come boy! Baxter came closer and looked up at this tall, tall big man, who told him angrily! Go tell the Boss, go find and tell BR, to come over here, that the captain has fallen ill, gotten sick, understand? Baxter, was frightened, and obeyed and ran to find BR, to tell him! And Dizzy, then said, listen, while BR's walking over here toward us. Me? I'll go and take a knife, cut into his tent, and see if I can find another gun and then come up behind him, and we got him covered, front and back and Bam! It'll be easy street, sweet! Ha, ha, ha, . . But, wait Bennymoray, said. Listen I want to be the one who kills him, not you, dude! I want it baby cause I took the gun from that dude, not you see! Year, I can dig it, OK? OK, lets do do Dizzy! Cool homey! ha, ha, ha!
So it was that second day, what every Leader, Prime Minister, King, Dictator or President or Ship Captain fears, BR had a rebellion brewing on his hands, as his rule was coming to a final close, as the men planned in advance his bloody demise!
So, back at his camp tent, BR, was happily chewing on one of his special hamburgers, he made for himself from the freezer. He had just put some barbecue sauce on it, and was about to take another bite, when Baxter came, and said, they took your shotgun, from the captain, and wanted me to come tell you the captain had fallen down sick!

And you should come quickly! But Boss, I got to tell you, it's a trap, they got your gun! What? Year, so you better be ready! What, where? Over there, Baxter pointed to over there in the mens section near the cave! Shit, Ok, come on you take me to him boy, you show me!

BR followed the teenager, concerned, because this was the first time he had let his prized shotgun, he nicked name," tits" out of his site in a long, long time!
As he was walking he saw some body laying on the ground and there was a couple of men sitting in the chairs soaking up the sun and drinking, every thing looked normal, only thing the Captain didn't have his tits. As he and the the boy walked closer to the Captain, a voice came from the side as a man was hiding with the shotgun under a large red blanket with bags and packages on top to make it look normal, but it wasn't. It was a trap, just like Baxter warned him. The strange man sprang up from the ground, quickly tossing aside the blank ket, smiling, telling him, don't move, don't even blink or I will shoot you ass mother [ BLEEPER ]
put you hands up high or die! Now! BR, raised his hands, and said dinner is at six, I expect volunteers, to help give out the food, or don't expect to eat my meat! You get your own!
Listen screwball! You ain't in no Goddam position to tell us shit no more! Turn around. BR, turned calmly around still chewing on his on one of his meat burgers! He loves his meat burgers! And looked down at the Captain and said, son why are you on the ground? Sorry Mommy, the men hit me and took your gun you gave me and pushed me away, and I fell down. and, . . . Wait, Wait, look at what's at stake? interrupted BR, angrily, did you say, what I think you said, you said they took my gun away, from you. Did you fight to get it back? No Mommy, cause they got it and they were pointing it at me. So, what? Did I not say, did I not say to you, that no harm shall come'ith to a child of the lord? BR, smiled and shaked his head side to side, and asked gently and calmly. Did you ask them to give you my gun back? No, Mommy! Why? Well, Mommy they were making fun of me, and they had the gun! So what, I gave you water from the power of the lord, did I not? Yes Mommy! And I told no bullets would harm you unless I said so. Did I not? Yes Mommy! And you have been a bad boy son! Yes, Mommy! Now come with me! You are going get back up on your feet, and be very politely nice, and ask those sinners, to please give you my give gun back, Yes Mommy! So, BR and the Captain looked at the smiling man aiming the tits at them, and the Captain walks up to the man with the bosses shotgun, and says, Could you please give me the gun? Please?

[ 11 ]

Ha, ha, ha, you are crazy Captain! Ha,ha,ha! Hasn't anybody told you that yet, ha, ha, ha! Or is that too deep an idea for you grasp? ha, ha, ha! The men broke out laughing together! I am gone tell my mommy! Year you go do that old man, ha, ha, ha! So while the men were making jokes and drinking and disrespecting you, said BR, did you ask them to give you my gun back? Yes, Mommy?

Ha ha, ha, sure! BR, your jerky Captain, he asked for it but he ain't getting it. Ha, ha, ha,ha! What I am gone give him is a big bullet in the ass! Ha, ha, ha!
Suddenly far away in the distance, Boom, boom a loud sound of hand grenade rocks the air, signaling to BR, that someone has snuck into his booby trapped tent after his guns! Captain yells to BR, did you hear that Mommy? Mommy, Mommy, BR, interrupts the Captain, saying little dear son, my dear child, your mommy put a pistol, a small hand pistol in your right hand pocket, boy! I didn't tell before, but I am telling you now! Now, I want to ask that man with my gun, politely, once more, one more time, to give you back the shotgun gun and if says no or tries to shoot you. I want to kill him, take out the gun, and shoot him once in the head. Do you understand me my son? Yes, Mommy, So the Captain smiles at Bennymoray, and bows politely like a little child, and says, excuse me sir, may I have the gun please? Ha, ha, ha sure take this, and the man aimed the gun at the Captain and pulled the trigger, laughing but the gun went
" click,"
But it was empty. So the Captain reached into his pocket and pulled out the pistol and began shooting the man," Pow, bam, Pow bam, Pow Pow, bam, Pow Pow, Pow, bam! " God dam you! What is wrong with my poor child, yelled BR, running up to him yelling angrily at him, and as ran he picks up a frying pan laying on the table and begins hitting him up side the head with frying pan! Kung, bong! konk! Did, I say, Didn't I say didn't I say use one bullet? Why did you do that? You done emptied out the whole Goddam gun, I said shoot him in the head once. Dam bullets, we only got a limited supply boy! Bullets don't grow on trees, bullets don't grow on trees, do you hear me boy? "Bullets don't grow, on trees," interrupted the Captain looking very sad, and rubbing his head which hurting something awful! You done be using up my bullets like we got more! Oh sorry boss I can go dig them out of his head if you want? Oh dear, heavenly, Father. Please forgive us this afternoon for sinning, and forgive me for striking my dear son, my little Captain in the head with this pot, my dear son, my fellow human being! I lost my temper dear father, please forgive me, BR, said crying and dropping to his knees and kissing the ground as the big crowd gathered around them totally shocked! Jonathan, yelled the Boss, Jonathan? Yes, Boss, answered Jonathan anxiously. Boy, go fetch us some shovels about six, quick so we can start digging a grave for this misguided youth holey boy! He is so holey, who gave in to bad temptations of Satan our enemy. We must bury this lost soul on the spot, now! Now, do y'all hear!

Can I, I say can I get a witness? Can I get a witness to help me bury this poor unfortunate young nice man, who just happened to make mistake? This poor beloved misguided man. Who will take up a shovel with me, in this hour of sadness, and extreme lost! Well, said the Captain looking sad, I'll help Mommy! Anyone else? Year, you can count me in, said, baxter one of the teenagers running up into the crowd! And after the shovels got there, and the man who went to fetch BR, suddenly Garfield, the unscrupulous cohort of the late Bennymoray volunteered too! And so did his sneaky engineer dude, Mikey, looking sad, trying to brown nose BR and both pretending to have no knowledge of the death plots connivery they made against him!

[ 12 ]

We open the eulogy with a few words about what the dearly departed brother, who lived through hard times only to pass on, whether it was weakness to succumb to the temptation of the world, or was it in the lifetime of inert twisted crime we will never know? I am touched as such as father, as mother, as son, as daughter, would be because he was part of the our very own Bumble Bee City, survivors community.

He was one of us. And to his friends and ours his good buddy who is laying in a coma, His friend Dizzy, who is now practical a zoombie. He can't think for him self no more, he got a bad blow to his head in an accident in my tent! But luckily he is alive! But, he must be told what to do, such is the ways of revenge of the lord! We are not who, to judge his ways, but to accept his day, and we accept that we are all sinners, and today we offer up Bennymoray, whense he came our dearly departed Bennymoray, He meant to me a chance to give him an opportunity! He served and could become better! He meant to me, a chance to see the promise, we know he will be happy where he is going, Amen! OH father forgive us our transgressions, Amen!
Now, I brought my guitar and I am just gone sing a little song to him to send him merrily on his way! So BR, picked up his guitar and the crowd watched and listened in as he serenaded the departed brother at the funeral. We don't don't knowooooo, he sang, what we don't knowooooo!
Tell me why, tell me, tell me why, this had to be, We don't don't knowooooo, what we don't knowooooo!
my mother nature, you, you can't be.
oh tell me why, this had to be!
oh tell me why, why, why
this had to be! We don't don't knowooooo, what we don't knowooooo! And the little boy Baxter started sing along! We don't don't knowooooo, what we don't knowooooo!
Then the two little doggies, that BR, had saved from the boat, and who were now his, pets, started to sing along too, one he named Biggy, and the other he named Smally and they joined in singing along : how oooooOOOOOOO! how oooOOOOOOOO! Rouf, rouf! Then the Captain started to bark, rouf, rouf ROOOOOooooo and so it went. It was so beautiful! As slowly the afternoon ended.
But earlier it was emergency call! Four women and two men were summoned to the shadows behind the boat to save someone!

[ 13 ]

The sun was bearing down around them, and the situation was bad, and the idea was to use the coolness of the big boats long casting shadow, as a place they could gather in the cool shade, and work out of the bright sun.
The wind was blowing dust, and there was a makeshift emergency room situation happening!
There, was for a floor, the earth to walk on, no walls,
there was for a ceiling, the sky up above,
there was for air conditioning, there was the breeze!
There were several large flatten rocks, that would serve as tables for now! One, was a large grayish blue one, that was pretty smooth and semi flat, and on it was a giant big black man, who was laying on it very badly injured and bleeding bad too! The others, around him, were there trying to care for him, to save his life, they had washed their hands and apparently had some medical knowledge but no tools, just kitchen knives and needles and thread and several white bedsheets and a water cooler jug of hot water and one large pot. They got the call to come, all they were told was someone was wounded and they all had heard the big explosion earlier, but didn't know what had happened till now! The casualty was grave, and caused by an army grenade ordinances set in a booby trap, and now those gathered, had only one thing on their minds : try to save a person.

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Hi! It's me , Madcow sammy, OMG, talk about folks with a problem, if they don't got a problem, they gone have a problem! But besides that, these folks, if they only knew whats in the dinner, they might be inclined to pass! I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know I would, I'd skip eating big time! And the folks in that boat needs to get their heads examined quick! They got issues. I know BR and The Captain do! These guys are unbelievable! Wow,
Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY
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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

Chapter 14

OMG ！这是可怕的！发生了什么事？看看别担心。只是他按住。我们必须制止流血，现在的白色绷带给我。没想到任何东西像这样，你的家伙是？我是医生陈谁你吗？你是一名医生吗？我希望，我只是一名护士。我的名字是茱蒂，我们需要医疗用品！我们的需要和我们有什么是两个不同的东西，看看是否你可以对他倒一些水？他的名字是什么？他们叫他眩晕！
OMG! This is terrible! What happened? Look don't worry. Just hold him down . Give me the white sheet Mao, we must stop the bleeding, now.
Hi! Judy said , I am a nurse can I help you guys, they told me to come over right away? Sure, thanks take this towel will you? Sure! What happened to him? Grenade incident! What? What type? Fragmentation hand grenade! He got concussion to the head, multiple blows to his skull and fragments all over. I don't think he'll make it! The penetration of flying rocks, metals missiles into soft tissue and bone is extensive, leading us to think the disposition of patient will be severe retardation if, if he lives! He was lucky! I agree says Miss Sumatra, he didn't get the full brunt of the blast luckily, otherwise he'd be dead already. This is true, still, said Mr, Chan, we might have to amputate his ears and . . Might? No way we got cut them off too! His thing too! Yes! Castration or die!
It took time, and the gossip was BR, had his tent booby trapped, so it was definitely an off limits area to avoid. And, everybody especially the children, were told by the adults, don't even think of going near it. BR's, attitude was aloft and un-apologetic. And although disconcerting, he was the steward of the inhabitants of this camp, and their immediate communal future, and he seemed to have an answer for everything, and this to everyone was uncanny. Big Dizzy, who survived the grenade explosion, did live barely! And, he was retarded, and BR, took to him and used him as a slave, and after he recovered from the operation, his head was no good. So BR, took the big man's head, and rammed his head several times unmercifully into a rock wall real hard, just like he did the Captain head, and he used the defibrillators electricity on his brain several times too, making the giant black man extra stupid and zombie like! Then he tied two magnetic radio speakers on his head covering his ears like giant headphones too! He looked like he was listening to Music, just like he did on the Captain, and he told him he was his Mommy and the giant man called Dizzy, believed him, and started calling BR, Mommy! And he hypnotized him, telling him to shoot anybody who would not listen to BR!
Now, not only that but, after dinner, came the dark, and he confronted the other two men, Garyfiel and Mikey who were partners in the plan to kill him. He wasn't going to let that slide, cause he got wind of their role in the scheme to kill him too! And he wasn't too pleased. It was just after eight o'clock, and he saw the men sitting together drinking and he said to Jonathan, boy, you see the those two guys , he said pointing to them you bring these two guns and place them in their belts and tell them not to touch them, cause i'll shoot them. Tell them I challenge them to a cowboy duel. The choice I give them is to be my slaves or die, cause if not, I will pull my trigger and shoot them both dead. They are to get up on their feet and face me near the campfire, not try to run and don't shoot before the they hear the count of three, you are to count to three, here me Jonathan? Year Boss, I hear you! Tell them, other wise I will shoot them now!
So that night in the center of the camp by firelight, the three men stood their ground. You two men's choice is to be a slave or be dead, wait till I count to three then fire, whispered Jonathan into each mans ears, then he walked away and he said out loud shoot at the count of three or say now you are a slave. The air was cool, still and quiet, as the people looked on in the campfire light. It was an old, cowboy scene right out of the old time, western movies, only thing was this was now and was real. BR, stood stoically, on one side of the camp some hundred and fifty feet away from them, looking at them, with his old black google glasses on, a freshly rolled weed, dangling from the left side of his lips! Black leather gloves, on his hands, and had his two guns in his holsters, dangling at his side. And the other two men had their guns stuck in their belts, where Jonathan told them, not to touch it. And you can bet dollars, for donuts, they were scared and shaking in their smelly socks on the rocks! If you can think about this scene, some people see poorly in the dark. Maybe, they would have a better chance if it was high noon and bright sun light out, not black night out. A part of that transition the men had, was to confront their personal fears, and their private thoughts, before Jonathan started to count. BR, told him to take his time, and count slow. The minutes passed slowly Jonathan was in no rush. And the men standing uneasy, on the opposite side of the campfire, looking at BR, facing them, started to sweat.
Now, it is true, time is funny. It is a finite commodity, when you are a man facing the reality of death any minute now. You suddenly think faster, your mind, your memories zoom into focus instantly. And you think about a myriad of things in an instant too : like a man has a long winding road to travel in life, and sometimes he makes good decisions, and sometimes he makes bad decisions. But even the good decision are subject to fate, fate, can twist a mans luck, buckle it up crush it up like a old dried out nut! But, yes, even the good, who can make bad good and the good bad act sad act of god, can do that just like that! Hard, hard to even begin to understand some men! Each person has his own ways of thinking, and his own individual's emotions that inevitably, sometime gets in the way, make them do bad things that way. Making it harder, and clouding his mind, hindering his ability to be kind! Result, he makes a incorrect decision and is faced with the consequences of his actions! Result, no happy ever after ending. These two guys, these two men, facing BR, Garfield and Mikey, they didn't know what to think, and had many, many misconceptions.
Misconceptions, they had to work through, but there wasn't time. There was time, and there wasn't time. Did BR, posses such extraordinary shooting skills, that he could shoot them both dead at such a great distance?
Who was this guy?
Why, did he have his Google glasses on? Was he using magnification zoom mode? Did their guns have bullets in it that he gave them?
What the hell is the risk reward ratio? What the hell did he mean slave?

All these preponderance's gyrating, generating, obtuse, diabolically opposed musings, based in a dark unforeseeable future awaiting them, was zooming toward them at the speed of light, at the count of three. It sounds so innocent, one, two, three, so simple a concept, yet so complex? Simple is treacherously complex?
Mikey, thinks to himself, this shit can't, cannot be happening?
I get out of a boat, where I faced certain death, to face certain death again, out side of a boat to face a gun? Seems like this is just not my God dam day! The bastard is too Goddam ornery, to put bullets in the german luger, he sent me, so if I pull it out, its empty anyway? So he'll just blow my head off anyway, and laugh! Beside that, I don't even know how to shoot straight. So this shit is no good anyway. I lost this game. I am a loser! if I want to live. I better make a run for it!
Garfield, who was standing a few feet to his right, was nervous too, and the sweat was pouring off on him. His heart was pounded hard in his chest hard, as he could feel the weight of the eyes of all the people in the crowd looking at him. Wondering, what the hell will he do. Will he say he is willing to be a slave?

Will he run, shoot, die?

He wanted to cry, but his fears of hearing the count that Jonathan, will make any second now, sent shivers up his spine, so hard man, it was a crime! He began to tremble, his nerves couldn't take the overload! He fears made him shake big time! It's like the last call to get aboard the last train, that's about to depart for the last time! Miss it, and you're dead! Catch it, and your dead! He was squinting his eyes, best he could, trying to focus on the man called BR, standing across from him some hundreds of feet away! BR, he looked so small in the distance, but the bullet in his gun could traverse that, in a blink of an eye! He thought to himself : What won't don't kill you, will only make you stronger! The world splitting apart in two, didn't kill me. Being trapped in that boat, with nothing to eat, didn't kill me.

And, shit, if I try to shoot him, that [ BLEEPING ] man, won't kill me, or will he? BR, he will kill me! I got a feeling, and it is bad! Looks like this is the end of the road! That canard that BR, is crazy, is true, crazy like a fox. He has liked killed me already in my mind. I can feel it. I feel he will if?

[ 2 ]

The long terrible night is filled with strife, as all eyes witness BR exact justice from the two men, who planed his demise. But, there are eyes that hold no interest, ignoring the spectacle they choose to be apart and alone!
As opposed to the suggestion of being a part of the proceedings, they opted instead to be alone by themselves, quiet partying somewhere. Who are they? Tenika, is a pretty singer wannabe, dressed sexy, wearing a huge amount of light, blue eye shadow, and had her lips painted a deep luscious fire hydrant red! He's tall and slender, vivacious looking like a female dawning a black shiny wig, with two white locks of hair, one on each side of her head, giving her an overly decorative look! It was long and hanging down her right shoulder, and decorating her earlobes were a gold, thin, wide circular ear rings, in her ears, and in her nose, she had a silver nose ring, for good measure rounding off her special to cool for school girl, look! She looks bright eyed, and has a white tee shirt on, sporting a cheeky pop 70'ties, icon picture of rebellious black fist on it. Her blue jeans are tight, too tight, showing off her surgically enhanced bottom. Generally speaking, off hand it would difficult to guess she a transvestite!

And Bobby Ritter, his star struct lover! He got a thin black mustache over cupid like lips! His hair cut,' mohawk style' with the sides of head clean shaven. A tattoo of Putin, on his ass! He is a taller man slender gentleman, with a wild big jawed look about him.
He has big teethy smile, and possesses a long tongue, which he flashes more often then not when he laughs! He dressed in red, wearing a red shirt and black jeans, a black belt with silvers diamonds disco style on it straddles his waist.
And, on his feet, he wears, what looks like women's sneakers with red socks. Around his neck a daintily placed red handkerchief. He smirks as he chain smokes and on his wrist he wears no less than, twelve stolen watches from dead people he took from the boat. He got a system apparently that means something, at least to him anyway, six gold watches on his left arm , and six silver ones on his right! His fingers are bedecked with stolen rings! One for each finger ! He nods his head as the digital player belts out romantic soul singer music by the late Teddy Pendagrass!
The two homosexual lovers, are drug swallower's, who now are engaging in love and care nort, to see the drama playing out between BR, and his adversaries! They are distressed, for both of them, because they must face their personal love tragedy. They were both cocaine traffickers, had confiscated the valuable drug property worth millions before the old world ended!
Both had smuggled suitcases full of the drug onto the boat. Both have issues, among them being that they contracted HIV AIDs, also both are addicts, now with no access to HIV medication existing on earth anymore, they face certain death, and a painful death at that. Besides that, the cocaine that they do have is now, the last cocaine on earth. There is no more when its gone! They cannot obtain wealth from it, no longer, and so the two lovers feel deeply depressed, in the pain of their situation! But alast these two "The Age of Aquarius" followers smile despite the odds! They face the greatest battle of their lives, and most certainly a battle they will lose! They are in the nearby cave, sitting in the dark laying on blankets trying to strategize what their next step should be. They feel they won't fit in, they ponder suicide, perhaps to OD, on coke! So many things to consider, beset by their fears, they consume the drug now in secrecy, trying to forget their fate, and fine hallucinatory escape! They embrace.

Turn up Pendergrass music baby, make that shit loud! Let it fill this dam cave, and make it come alive! Child, this is our own private discothèque in here! ha , ha, ha! He laughs, putting his hands up and snapping his fingers in sync ostentatiously with the music, he is definitely in-tuned! He reaches into her pink hand bag, and pulls out a yellow can of lemon scented room fresheners and laughs as he playfully sprays it around, and around in the air to the beat of the music! and Meanwhile, Tenika sticks her fingers in her hair and pushes it back briskly, smiling and pleased within her self, she snuggles up close to her man.
I got the touch, give me some coke! You know you hooked on that shit? I see it- I use it- I abuse it- I don't lose it, I smuggle that shit in the crack in my butt every time, now the world ended, it's all mine, all that coke just for me and you, ha , ha ,ha! I smuggle a couple of suitcases full of that shit. Its still good in they boat, we can go get it when the time is right. In the meantime we got plenty here, ha , ha , ha! This, got to be the last coke on earth baby! Year sweetheart, and its all ours, can you believe it! WOW! Who the [ BLEEP ] knows? What about the other earth hanging up in the sky? What about the other earthy? Year what about those dudes? You think dudes are up there too? Who the [ BLEEP ] knows man? If they need some smack, we will sell it to them, but, it's gone cost their ass an arm and leg! Ha, ha , ha! Yo, baby! No lie! ha , ha, ha!
Now lets be real for second,
OK, lets!
You know, that I know BR, don't know shit about our blow, right?
Right! And that jive ass turkey don't need to know, less he gone buy some! No, baby, it ain't - it ain't like that! Baby, it ain't like that but!
But shit!
Now hold on hole! HOLD on hole!
But!
But what!
But, sugar, there may come a day, understand, see! There may come a day, when we could use this shit, as leverage to get our selves out of jam understand!
In case we get jammed up!
Dig it! I, ah , ah I see, year I dig, I can dig it!
I know where you coming from stinko! I love you!
Ditto, but, listen for second .
Now! Hear me out baby!
We got to be cool,
exactly we got to be cool, man !
Right, but for now he don't got to know shit!
Right there you go, now look, check this out, let say we get in trouble with the dude, we can bribe the turkey dig it? Right I got it. You are so [BLEEPING ] smart, you know you should be his partner! Wait, shit did I say that? I take that back, ha ,ha ,ha!
No that's cool! No wait, my mistake I take that back! You belong to me, I rather shoot your ass, then give your ass up! Now, ha, ha, ha !
Child you know BR is full of it. He's got the whole camp checking that BS out! I don't need to see that bull shit. I got my own problems.
BR, he's a bitch, I am a bitch, and the, only difference is, he got a gun, honey bun, and I don't!
Well we gone change that shit!

I hope he does shoot them turkeys man! Twice! No. wait, three times! Oh! You men, are all the same! All you think about is making violence!
Tell me bout it honey! Violence and booty! year, ! Goody, goody! Here snort this! Sniff, sniff, shit man, wow, hymn good smacks it up good in my nose, hole, baby! Right! Sniff, sniff! Snort, snort, hey stay still for a second! Calm down Dam it, let me put it up your nose! Open up! Mommy's coming! Ha, ha, ha! You know, you know really, we don't got it so bad? We got each other! Shit year, those people, those bucket-headed people at the camp, will never have love like ours! Shit no! Ha, ha, ha! We are smoking! We are smoking like in Hoboken! We are smoking like in ho bo ken! ha, ha, ha, ha!
Got that right!
Now honey, what we gone tell them?
What the [ BLEEP ] do you mean?
What we gone tell them who we are? Well we are man and wife what the [ BLEEP ] else?
No, I means who we are? You know who we are? We don't want to say we dope pushers selling cocaine do we? No how about we tell them, we are actors, out of work actors? No, cause then they gone want to know if we know important people and we don't know shit! year, they might ask what movie we stared in and shit? Right! We can say we are lawyers, shit year I am the judge, gone give your ass $200 hundred dollar fine penalty for jay walking ha, ha, ha ! No make that three hundred years! You will let me out for good behavior? If you kiss me , sure, ha, ha , ha!
How about we tell them we are hair stylists, you know ? Wow, thats cool, I can open up an all male barber shop and do the guys hair, and you can be my assistant, Oh honey I like that idea, but seriously you know I think it would be fun!

But still, you know Tenika, we gone have a hard time fitting into this little bullshit city they trying to make. Yep! Got that right! What do you think? Should we run away! You mean leave? Hole, we don't got to move out of the stupid little camp city. If we do? Which would be extra sad! Cause their ain't no more [ BLEEPING ] cities on earth! Ha, ha,,ha! It would sad because crazy as BR, is, I love this stupid ass city they are making here! I love the people, I love the insane Captain and the new nut case , whats his name! OH, shit, you man Dizzy? Year he's cool crazy! Love to go to bed with that big boy, but they cut his,' ding a link off!' Ha, ha, ha! Castrated his ass ! Oh ow! OW,OW! Shit! You know that hurts Ha, ha,ha! God Dam child you are nasty! Look whose talking! Look whose talking! Look who the [ BLEEP ] is talking! You wrote the book! Oh shut you ass! ... There are so many places to hide! We don't got to stay with them. We could run away and start our own city! You know what I am saying baby? Look'it here! We could check the landscape out and fine some idyllic spot to relax and chill out, You dig it, baby? Our own city! What the [BLEEPING ] name will we give it? Up you Butt City! Ha, ha, ha! You are terrible! Terrible! Look whose talking?
That sounds good! I like it!
Where were you when they tried to shoot BR?
What [ BLEEP ] you want to know for?
Just keeping an eye on you, want to know you know, your where abouts, baby?
What the hell for?
Make sure you ain't two timing me!
Girl please stop the BS, please!
Hearing that you love me is all I want to hear, so stop questioning me, OK!
You know this blow is good! The best! Yo, wow no shit, give some more baby. What the [ BLEEP ] you doing? You lumpy jumping up all over the joint like you ants in your ass! Stop jumping all over the place and act nice, baby! Chill! Hell no, we can make love later, all you gone do is smudge my make up! Lets let the sexy wildness hang on out! BS, come lets listen to greatest singer there ever was! Lets dance! Dance? Dancing in a cave? This ain't no cave! This is the old studio 54! And who you? I am the DJ, cracky wacky, ha, ha, ha! Wow, I feel pregnant! Hole, now I know you high! Put on so more Pendagrass and shut the hell up! Oh, hell yes, I'm still jealous! Zip it! Zip it up! Up yours! Ha, ha, ha!

[ 3 ]

Meanwhile we listen in on a conversation two other men are having in the dark.
Garfield, says angrily, what [BLEEP ] SHIT [ BLEEPING ] SHIT happened? I am, what? What? A goddam slave now? That's what! Shit, I should of let the son of bitch kill me! Well, why you crying now, said Mikey? Why, didn't you keep your trap shut, and shoot the [ BLEEPING ] bastard?
Looks who's talking? Just look whose talking, shit? Just before the GODDAM, count of three, you yelled," I'll be your slave!"
So!
You too!
So!
So!
So?
SO shit [BLEEPING ] now we are [ BLEEPING ] slaves now, that's what!
What the hell did we agree to? To be his slaves! Well, the thorny ass issue, about being slave is this, he said Mikey, meaning he's chained up, he looked angrily, as was holding up his wrist in then air to the moon, both of which are chained! The moon was out bright, and when he put up his hands the light of the moon reflected off of it.
I will remember this god dam night forever, dam what a [BLEEPING ] coward I am!
You know, Garfield, I gone miss my life! I miss my life do you hear? Sure enough do, partner I do too! But, I never had much of life to miss, see look! What the? What the hell is wrong with ? What is that ? What that you showing me? You, you got a hole in stomach?
Its not a hole! You never seen this before? Hell no! What is that? Well, you see before, well, before the world ended, I was in a bad accident and ever since I am required to wear a colostomy bag!
What the hell you telling me? What the hell is colostomy bag? Well I can't shit the regular way so I shit in a bag! The name of the bag is a colostomy, awesome dude! I can't believe it. GodDam, holy shit! Shit is the word! Life is a bitch! During the splitting of the worlds I lost all my bags and medicines and body swaps and glues for the bag and stuff! So now, when I got to go, I just go! Sorry I got to go now " "poop!" "poop!"

Holy shit! OMG! You? Oh My god, If I was seeing this with my own eyes I wouldn't believe this shit!
I don't, I don't know what to think anymore? You don't? Now I don't? WOW! Thats heavy man! Heavy, heavy, heavy shit, man! WOW! I got to hand it to you man, that;s heavy man, that's a heavy ass burden! Why didn't you let BR, shoot you? That way, at least, you wouldn't have put up with that crap?
What ?
What you saying I ain't allowed to live?
You don't want me to be alive?
I don't got a right to live?
Right?
No, I didn't say that. I meant . .
What the hell did you mean? Are you saying, that you wish I was dead?
That I ain't worth shit?
Is that . . is that . . is that, what you got the Goddam nerve to tell me?
No, no nooo boy!
Why, you lousy no good, prejudice son of bitch take that, said, Garyfiel throwing a lump of poop! Thats not right, you got me all wrong dude! Now, hold on man, you gone get your ass kicked, if you don't stop! We, er, um, we, we, wait stop now, calm down, just calm down, lets talk about this!
Talk?
Yes, talk!
What . . why should we fight each other for?
Don't we got enough problems all ready?
You are prejudice?
No I ain't!
I love Blacks, Whites, Mexicans, Talibans, Chinese, gays, all kind of folks and , and now I love people who got? What . . you got? How do you call it again?
Look, lets not talk about it! I had to let you know cause, since we gone be slave-mates, and are chained together. You gone know when I got to go to toilet thats all! And well you should know I got a problem!
So many, So many billions of people died in the world, in a way you could say we got it better then them. You could say it, but don't count on me for saying that or agreeing with you! Are we really better off then them? No matter what I thinks the answer is got to be yes! Year, I hope you're right! Still in the eyes of a lot of folks we are cowards.
Let me tell you something.
I don't give a shit what folks think!
You know, not since the beginning of times, there was no shame in surviving! I bet BR, would preach that, people get into a fights with their neighbors and some folks would chicken out, and live to see another day! And others, the brave ones, would be heroes, true, but honored true! And all! But bottom line is they would dead! So, the way I look at it, we are OK! We live to fight another day, brother, believe you that! The upshot is we are all alive. The down shot is look at the position we are in? Year, but the real up shot is, we are still alive!
Look, listen to me I am older than you! Check this idea out! BR, this man is as cold blood as they come, the reason, he made us his slaves instead of killing us, was to make himself look like a nice kind hearted dude in the eyes of them people here in the camp, that's all! Do you really think, I say do you really, really think? Do you really think, if the people were not here, he would let us live? Well, do you? Hell no! Hell no! This a political move, a GODDAM public relation move on his part, that's all!
He wants to make himself appear to be kind, when in fact he 's not! He is not kind at all, shit! Kind my ass! I know the [ BLEEPING ] son of bitch! BR, don't fool me for instant!
Now, what I am not saying we're lucky, in comparison, when you check out what happen to the big black dude! Who Dizzy? Hell year, Dizzy! He's got the shit knocked out of him, and they cut his thing off with a kitchen knife to boot! Now you know, that was hurting something awful, so it could have been you or me, if we had thought about going to his tent, it would of exploded on us too, and who knows what would of happen to us? We might be dead! Castrations hurts like a mother, tell you that much! Well, shucks it ain't over till the fat lady sings! We shit, we bungled everything real good unfortunately! The fat lady is singing like a [ BLEEPING] red robin! ha, ha, ha!

[ 4 ]

Meanwhile way over in the ladies section of the Camp :
a young lady named Judy ponders secret thoughts :
Are all your marbles in your head? Are the things you are thinking about, the things you should be thinking about? Is that just you ? Love is missing. Strange how the mind works amidst all this pain, grief and death? I need the strong shoulders of man to lean on to hold on to, and to feel him, to love him, the needs of him caressing me. Time is passing and then I am needing a man but, I am like that but that's not all. I am not alone!

The advantage of being a person who is nice and quiet and unassuming decent are many, but it's pretense gets, gets exhausting at some point, when your biology kicks! And you need a man on you! Especially when you can't sleep and have abundant time on your idle hands! Idle minds unwinds the seams of invisible straight jackets brackets linings that hold us in our place in the rat race, we called life.
Tonight, I felt his eyes on me. I don't know why?
It was while he standing across the campfire, I saw him standing with his guns at his side, standing in front of those two guys who wanted to have him killed.
Much to my surprise, I felt his eyes on me while he was planing to kill those men tonight! I noticed, he looked at me while jonathan, was counting to three! Why would he? I was close enough to see his eyes flash a glance at me, whilst calculating at the same time, the distance of the two men, so he could blast them! Was he trying to say good by to me, in case he dies in the gun battle? Or was it, he's so dam cocky and macho, he was showing off that he could? He could flirt and duel to the death at the same time? BR, I got you on my mind! Philosophically, I think that he thinks all of this, its like being instances, of being in a world, transcending thought passing into desires, mixed with will and obsessive determination, hidden under the cloak of the pretentious facade of a cowboy confused! I believe, he believes to degree, that he is actually part of our spirit to be, to be here in this camp! Ironically, we are here because of him! What prevails, is the insight to and by him, to feel that we are all connected in away! I am assuming this of course! I have had no deep talk with him at all! Although, I wish this with all my heart. He didn't tell me this, but something tells this is how he is! I remember the other morning. The other morning, when he was talking to us early that morning on top of the hill! He ran through a series of personalities so easily, so effortlessly, the mere accumulation of facts in each of his personas defies the concept of pretense and makes me think he is what he is. Many real personalities in one, is such a single phenomenon a formation of biological knowledge or a mind whose imagination is so lucid it burst from his head making real what is not, and is that really possible? During the duel in the camp tonight! It was so funny! It was like a play, like it wasn't real, but of course it was! I did not detect any fear!

He wasn't scared at all. He was enjoying the moment!

The young lady goes on thinking to her self letting her mind meander and ever so slowly falls to sleep dreaming of the madman called BR. She ponders what it would be like to, love a man who appears to be able to channel and covers strange lines structures of existence of other people, that appear to be in this world and at the same time beyond it, is that possible? The phenomenon of many men in one is ensconced and virtuality expressed in many people through out history and time, and these expressions manifest in different configurations, irrespective of the century, fractal time, and place, when trans spatializaton existential- analytical beings in the world and out of it occurs, the modes of expression and the behavior in them in many cases are designated and labeled as manic, in which, the speaker by bio design, manifests the ability to have many lives applied as self descriptions of ones selfs life. In the realm of subjectivity nothing is left to chance, and Mother Nature not to be out moded or done, backs this up by bringing up the heavy artillery, influencing the stubbornly dictatorial person to be struck down to size, at the behest and whims of that which is greater than he : Mother Nature herself! She can employ something as simple as a common cold, or an upset stomach, to bring him to his knees! But, but, but, it's early, the true games have not even begun, as the night breezes blow and a strange call is heard riding the wind currents in the cool refreshing night air, "Meowwwwwwwwooooooduck!
But, Judy pays no attention, she is in slumberland barely, and Judy's mind went on churning over the details of what she learned about BR, and she remembered :

[ 5 ]

Earlier :
When Judy, first heard about the survival classes BR, had given that morning, she wanted to learn more, she didn't go cause she was out side the camp gossiping with a bunch of her new friends and missed it. And she asked around, and happened to run into a woman who went, and she and the lady had talked. Her name was Margaret Scubas, a stout, brown haired, older woman who wore glasses, with big nose and tiny eyes and a wonderful compelling smile, she had a straight forward personality, but all the while, had a sweetie pie disposition! She was dressed in a white shoulder to floor dress, covering everything. She had flowers, plastic ones in her hair! She said, despite it being plastic, it made her feel hopeful! Scubas said, she was from France originally, and took the cruise ship ride, to have some peace and quiet, but things turned out terribly bad. Anyway, she sighed, and recounted what she recalled at the meeting that morning :
I was seated on the ground, she said flatly. It was uncomfortable and the sun was out and the meeting set up, was simple you know. Just some chairs that they got from the boat and blankets, and a large gold colored theater curtains spread all out on the ground with stones on them, so they wouldn't get blow over by the wind.
BR, started exactly at 10:30 a.m. in the morning! He was cheerful, bright and chipper and smiled at us, almost every body in the camp showed up, cause he said it was important and mandatory that we come. I got to say, I was still grieving and depressed about what happened to us, but nevertheless I went, and it was all right! They had a big bowl of coffee in a pot, and they filled out cups and some kids served them out to people. It was nice considering! BR, was dressed in jeans with his two gun holster slung around his waist as usual. And, surprisingly, he was looking clean for a change. You hardly could recognized him, or anybody for that reason, considering, because we all had been so smelly, filthy dirty in the boat. So now that were out, all washed up and dressed, perfumed, we all looked so different, thank god. Ha, ha,,ha! She laughed Well, she sighed again, for a moment, then continued. He wore a white shirt, opened at the collar and the mans got chest hair you could plant crops in,she looked at me being a woman I could understand her, then she said a girl could go swimming in it and drown, ha, ha, ha! She laughed jokingly! Black hairs too! And, he had on gold necklaces and one necklace, of what she described as beads and teeth. It was hard to tell at the distance I was, she said pausing. But, and you could tell the man had just washed his hair, cause he had it slicked back under his gosh awful cowboy hat, which I wish he would have took off, but he didn't. Other wise he looked, OK!
His hair was still wet, and he had on his hud, you know those google glasses. You could tell his mind was all business, as he spoke about the situation we all faced.
He spoke in a southern drawl accent.
Y'all, all y'all, been blessed to be alive today. Thank the lord! And to those that passed. I hope you join me. Lets bow our heads in respect, and have a moment of silence in their honor and out of deep respect for them. BR, stood tilting his head down eyes closed, and that gesture set the mood for solemnity of the meeting. Then he walked over to the big screened computer he dragged out of the ship and despite we not having internet access, he was mesmerizing us all with his knowledge about a new way of controlling software interfaces -- by waving your hands and making gestures with his hands at one point for just for fun. He used his nose shaking it in the air, in front of the computer screen, it so funny I died laughing! It was hilarious! Nevertheless I think he is mad, just not all the time? I think he's a part timer! I remembered what she said. That he is a part timer madman, how interesting I thought, anyway she continued : He had extensions cords crisscrossing the floors, all the way back to the ship and although the internet was down, the laptop was hooked to a large screened TV, and had a voice and body recognition program on and he would make hand gestures controlling the inter-active program! And, as he spoke, he emphasized the point : about the importance for everyone here, to make an effort to be strong in order to survive, that hard hungry days were still ahead, and," we," as he would say, we got to be disciplined!

She said, he said it in such a way, it made you believe everything he was saying! He want us to promote self respect for each other, and defend each others rights, and grow to love and be willing to defend to the death this camp site! He wanted the men to fall in line and become strong warriors, who could defend the camp no matter what! That they should learn to box, learn the arts of self defense and learn how to throw knives! And, he admitted, he said, that all though he would be a dictator, he had the best interest of the camp at heart! And, it was necessary to get us through these bad times to a better life in the future, and what he needed, was our cooperation for his vision of us surviving to succeed. He showed us some pictures he had taken that morning, showing the landscape around us, and how terrible, and bleak it was, and what to expect when go exploring it for our selves!
Then, surprisingly he said he wanted volunteers, to form brigades to get little stones, small rocks and pebbles, to put them into bags. And another group to collect fine sand, and put those into bags. He said, We need to learn how to construct things. We don't got nothing. But that don't mean we gone stay that way! Only way to make a house is to make it. So we gone learn how to!
By learning how to make bricks, so we need bags of sand and stone, that's why I am asking folks to chip in time and gather them up! So, we could build houses, that would with stand the rains and the winds storms that sure as your born, will one day come! We need sewers and sanitation facilities. And any you folks have backgrounds in any specialty, well please step up and let me know, so we can start coordinating, as of today!
It's not up to Government. Governments are dead! Its up to you and me! The crowd applauded! I mean, I even clapped my hands too! She said, smiling, beaming at me at me directly in my eyes!

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BR, said, "It was amazing how far we had fallen. But that don't compare to how far we gonna to rise!"

Again the people were mesmerized, enthusiastically, applauding his speech! We have to start basically from scratch, he said, and he wanted the men to form brigades to design a large hall to store our things in! And each person, should contribute time to build a house, and that if we each helped the next person, together, we all will eventually have a home, to call our own. He said something, I found very insightful, she said, pausing, and then after a long silence she said!

BR, said we will have to pay for things with money, but the money will be sometimes be bartering for good and services. We have two people, here he said, who are doctors, to see them, you can pay them, by helping them build their houses, or working for them or barter what you can.

That's my idea, what's called Big Rex Care! no, co-pays! We have one or two nurses! And, a few ladies willing to work and become nurses aids. They can be compensated the same way, if they want to help you when your sick! But for now, I want the worker teams, assigned on mandatory work crews each day working on house building details! The house can only be, as I said before, it's got to be constructed and approved by me, or one of my construction detail captains.
Any way, I was told to come check out a big big surprise, by Jeffrey. And, If you guys didn't hear about it already, old Jeffrey done found guess what? Grass, man no not weed! real green grass! A place where grass is growing! Yep, great day in the morning, that is good, dam good news! The crowd clapped and sighs were heard, as people got their hopes up!
BR, said smiling, so farmers, or farmer wanna-bees, if you want to be farmer come talk to me! Also I want to tell y'all .

Maybe, some of you, you have learned or heard that I done organized worker crews to search far out from camp, for anything alive!

They'll come a day when animals come back. We don't got, none now to be fearful of, but that don't mean, critters like wolves aren't coming back. So, for the safety of our city, and like I said, I am naming our camp, Bumble Bee City! A wall, I we build a wall, to keep bad critters, is a good plan. Something in the future we gotta do!
The people in the meeting looked impressed with what he was saying!

I want everybody to know I have organized a group of workers, to go on journeys, exploratory journeys, to search high and low, for vehicles , old cars, car and rocket parts! We haven't heard back, from them but we hope too, soon! And we hope they have good news!

I am personally gone lead an expedition soon. I'll be gone, for a while, and gonna take a lot men folk, with me! My, warrior captains will be left in charge!
I am not gone speak on the details now, but I tell y'all later! I repeat I don't want, anybody leaving the camp going exploring, unless a warrior, camp councilor, or me, approves it! Now how bout we change the subject for a minute?

[ 7 ]

What do you think of your flag you had? You remember from your country? What, what it meant to you? Well, every nation is represented by a flag. It all started with the introduction of the cloth, called silk. You paint on it. You wave it! You hold it high in the sky. You fly your battle flag high. Then, was it not true? The Chinese did it, then the English, the Crusaders, the Muslims, The Jewish Star of David, the Africans, The green flag of Saudi Arabia, National Flag of the Philippines, The flag of Russia has three equal bands of power, and the Red white and blue of the USA, the Jamaicans too, billions of people, billions, too much to mention, through the heraldry, symbolically! What does it, tell me? What does it say, say to the people? It is theirs, to which, in protection of their honor, they are willing to die for it! willing to spill their blood! Symbol? Yes, said he, shaking his head looking at them, emphasizing it deadly seriously, right in their eyes!

You children listening along to me, pay attention! Learn this! Vexillology, is a word, that means the study of flags symbolism, and the usage of flags! All people need one! Us? Yes us? As survivors of death, I think we deserve one! Don't you? Don't you, he asked, his voice blasting, staring with his eyes all aglow, at not just the children, but all the people looking at him! Stressing the point, and it was not something they could to hear just yet, but still, just imagine, on thinking about it? But they nodded their heads, and they came around, and agreed! And without saying a word, beamed proudly! The crazy man had insight, vision and a creed!

BIg, Rex said : The flag's power of unification, is in the eyes of the beholder!Then, he bent down a pulled out of a bag on the floor, something! And he raised it high, and showed it to them! They didn't know what it was! Then BR, said : I have made the design of The Bumble Bee City Flag! He held up, this white cloth high, and pointed to the red stinger of a Bumble Bee, shaped like a lightening bolt, and said : The red stinger of the Bumble Bee, says to any potential foe, we will fight back, will all our might! The BBC, pay attention to me, we pledge allegiance to thee, BBC!
I pledge allegiance to the flag of Bumble Bee City, and to do what we will, to make this city strong and pretty!
I pledge allegiance to defend it, with law and order. I pledge allegiance to the proud, to the brave, to the people that survived, to make way for the children of tomorrow, and today!
And those of us, who stand here today, we are here for one another, till death do us part.
And, we pledge as members of Bumble Bee City, and it's citizenry, to fight to the death against those who would wish us harm, and will fight to the death to guarantee this camp, our City, Bumble Bee City! Will be here for its children, and its children's, children. To this our cause, we do so, pledge to the end!

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BIg Rex, took time out, took a moment, and looked very pensive, as if, he was thinking about something serious, to himself. And he thought,
I recall. Yep, I remember, when I was alone, before I found all these people. I made myself a promise! Yes, I did!
Sometime back, when I was about to go into the boat, the first time! I had climbed up and was first going inside just to see if I could find some clothes and water, and food for me!
I, I was er, standing holding on the top railings, on the highest point on the ship! and well, I, I remember, looking all around! And, I looked out at the scenery, and Goddam it! It was, it was awesome! To my back, I saw in the distance, there was what? Another, another ship, too, another, another ship, wow! It blew my mind! I said to myself, Wow! This one, was one of those big jumbo mega storage ships, too! Huge! It was breath taking to look at. This thing, was so big. It looked like a skyscraper building all shiny and brite, lying on it's side, out there in the desert!! It's, was big, big, big! The kind, that carries supplies, It was a container supply ship, yep! That's what was sitting out here in the desert! It was dry all around, except for where it was, was wet. Cos' water was leaking out of it! I think, if I recall, from my younger days, when I rode the seas too! It's called a reefer. Yep, not the kind I smoke! No sir, the kind that that brings food to folks. One of these days, I remember saying, . . . I'am gonna visit her, maybe sooner than later, see if she got food?

Who knows? And, I swear, if I remember correctly, the boat looked like it was in plenty good condition!
Well, sir, thought Big Rex, talking for a moment, to himself.

Things turning out not to scabby for me! I ain't dead, and the people I got, ain't dying yet, and they listening to me, too! Holy moley , buckle my shoe! What is a cowboy, gone do?
I got the men folk, wanting to be warriors, backing me too, and for the most part, the other people in the camp, support me.
But, I ain't no fool, that could turn on a dime! Fickle people be, it they don't got nothing, nothing to eat, ya see. They gone come to kill me, and eat, each other, brother!

I better find some. All the can food I found, in the boat, so far, . . . Should last six months with luck. After that what?

Now, I remember, before I climbed down in that boat, I remember, I stood, I stood up looking at the scenery, on top of the captains boat, and looked out and saw it Did it have food we could use?
Only way to find that out, was to check it out! And Goddam it, that;s just what I'm fixing to do!
And now, and now was the time. Everything, I had everything in my favor! I had the back to my winds! People were willing to do what I say! So, I gave it some heavy thought, that day!

And, I needed lots of help, I mean that, boy! Maybe it look like I had it together, but brother! That was the farthest thing from the truth! I was just improvising! So I called the guys together, all o them! Using a list of men that signed up to be warriors. See! And, I told them we need to get ready, that we be leaving on an expedition to investigate the surrounding country side, to make sure it was safe!
And were gone take food and supplies with us, and to be ready! I met with a lot of men. I met one guy, in particular, who looked mean and loathsome, scary army boss, type guy, that I liked! I needed someone strong, to help me keep my men in line! His name is Ro'Nine. When I met him, i looked up cause he was tall, and he, he looked down and thanked me for saving him!

Ro'Nine, was a tall, heavy set super black man, who looked twenty years old, but really was a bout seventy, and strong looking, shiny muscles, hard as nails type personality, could shoot an eyelash off a fly! He only had one eye, was missing some teeth, but could punch hole in the wall, with no trouble at all! Just the boy I need, when I needed him!
Ro'Nine, and I seemed to get along, and he told me he that his genetic status was, he was a black Crispr designer baby! That he had wealthy parents, that choose a bunch a cool traits for him. He said they wanted him to be super strong and muscle bound, and he really liked that.

Ro'Nine told me, his mom wanted a handsome looking son, and made his face look like a celebrity, and gave him a combination of red and zebra striped skin, and choose long blond hair for him. Ro'Nine admitted to me, he didn't like the crazy zebra skin tone too much, but he liked that he looked unique, and women, he said smiling, found him attractive! And besides, now a-days, that, lots of parents want their kids to look really good, but different. It's the style trending today! At least, maybe that's the way it was before the end of the world?

And shucks, I done seen dudes, and gals too, that got florescent green skin, and red hair too. Uck ka book ca boo, ha, ha, ha! So year, lots of these Crispr, folks walking around nowadays, and since the buggas on that cruise ship had money, you know they were designed up too! Walking around looking like they teenagers, when they way over a hundred!
Some buggers, I saw, look like comic con characters, straight out of them, super old time comic books.
But, shit! So what? WTF?
Me, I was not so lucky! I came from po' folks, POOR! So I ain't got no Crispr shit in me. But WTF! I think I am doing just mother [ bleeping ] find, as a po' son of bitch!
So I didn't think nothing about his looks! Me? What I wanted, and needed was his strength, cause I wanted him to keep my soldiers in line, and disciplined! And he had such a big muscle bound body, he sure in hell appeared to fill that build. And according to what this big Bugga, told me, he was a man, who spoke several languages, and thought of himself, as no non sense type of dude, who served as an officer, fifteen years, in GPF! The Global Protection forces, before the world got blown up. The dude, was as a cool as ice, knew his shit too! I felt confident he could definitely help me organize a competent team, I could lead to take over that ship.
And with luck, for me if it had food, like I think it does, my worries, about not being able to feed all these people would be over! I told Jonathan to come, and gave him a list of people and equipment I needed.

Yes, Boss,
he said coming toward me,
Jonathan,
I need about forty warriors , I am leaving soon as I can to go on a mission. Don't tell them nothing, just that it's expedition party going exploring, and we need to be armed cause their, might be cannibal tribes outside the camp, and we should be prepared for any eventuality, Got that?

Er, yes Boss, what time?
Soon as I get what I need out of the boat!
Tell dizzy, and the captain, to get one of the gas tanks, and one of the generators and bring them out to the center of the camp. Oh year, We gone need, explosives, and some tiny drones, to check and scout forward areas positions, make sure the batteries are charged first! Don't forget!
Yes, Boss!

Now, you got any questions? The Captain knows where in the boat, we might get some! But remember I got his keys, so see me if you need to!
And , … Oh, year, that's right, said Jonathan.

Get the boys to get cables! You know, those CCTV, old cables lines, they use to use before things went wireless, they got them old lines still installed up in the ceilings of the boat, tell them to cut a lot of them out. And get lots of it, cos I gone need it, to use as rope. Oh, year, wait I almost forgot, bring out some chains too! And you remember, that I found a box of padlocks, there, in my tent. Bring them out too!

And listen, those nasty old crooked son of bitches, that tried to shoot me! Get my slaves, Garfield and Mikey working on that, lickity split! Understand me? If they give you any lip! Tell Dizzy, his mommy, said to beat them in the head!

Yes, Boss, replied Jonathan, writing all this down on his recorder phone!
Anything else Boss, asked Jonathan?
Can't think of anything else, right now, but get those things moving. Right away, repeated BR! Jonathan turned and retreated down the road.
So, Big Rex, now alone, said thinking to himself, I spent a good bit of time planning all this, and when I had what I thought I needed, I told Jonathan, he be in charge while I was gone!

[ 9 ]

So time passed, and next morning, everything was done!
And soon after that, it was about eight in the morning. So, when I got every body together, and everything together, we left Bumble Bee City, my city, my camp. And, we headed out.
  I took to walking with the men, and had Baxter, and his teenage buddies, with strong backs, dragging the all heavy gas canisters, and welding and soldering irons, and had big guys dragging generators, which luckily had big rubber tires, and dragged those suckers, across the desert toward that, there boat.
Now, what happen was I took the folks out and knew what direction to take, cos, I had taken a picture before, so I knew how to get there, by looking at the landscape.
We moved across the hills and sand dunes, forty men strong, like a black swarm of bees or dots, each dot was a man! For protection, we had spears, pipes, hammers, and couple of guns from the boat! And had food and lots of equipment too! We knew, nothing, bout that ship! But I knew. I knew what I had to do.

Well, sir, it at first looked small to us, when we saw it, off far away in the distance, you see!
And when we approached her, and looked up at the huge ship! It must of been, must have been a mile long and a couple of football fields wide.
Boy, looking at that got to me, my, boy, that boy was big! Now, took out my phone, zoomed my camera in, didn't see nobody, up there, didn't see nothing. Took out the camera drone, sent that bad boy up to see what it could see!

And, shit! It was awesome, the ships surface was a reck, boy, talk about a messed dump! Garbage and stinking fish bodies all, all over the place!

After checking the boat out, good, we saw that on the lower side windows of the ship each window, had water, lots of water was leaking out!
And in the lower section of boat windows, in that section, it was just pouring out, like a fire hydrant, fast. So that told BR, that the ship was flooded. It was full, of water in it, and it was slowly leaking out. Maybe it would take a year for all that water to leak out! Who knew?

And it was obvious, this ship, was in the ocean before, and somehow got thrown in air and landed here! The soft sands cushioned it, it was soft, and it landed here somehow intact, little damage! I check out the rim, the ships railings, and asked Ro'Nine to check it too. Where were all the sailors, the people?
The boat sat flat on the surface of the sand, it was big, no jive! It was bold. And stood out, with the sun shining on her shiny side. And, what do you know? ha, ha, ha,
What the boat had painted on the side? Was the words," Flowers," no jive! Now that was ironic. I love bees, and what do bees love?

Were, any folks alive on board? I certainly didn't see none, looking up at the boat from down there, next to it, standing the sands! It took us a long ass time to get there. Tell ya that much! But we took water. Jugs of water! We had lots water to drink, and before sunset, we arrived!

But, it didn't take long, for me, and everybody else, wanting to climb up! See what was what?

So, what we did was to throw up rope ladders with a hook, climbed up, and once we got over the ships railings, we realized it could only be a miracle what we saw! We saw, dead dauphins, and a [ BLEEPING ] big ass whale, and a huge [ bleeping ] octopus too, that had washed up on board.

And when we tried to get into the ship, it was blocked with all kinds of trees, and debris and stones the size of cars, and wings of birds, and missing legs of animals and when I tried to get down into the boat myself, there was this one large metal door, with lots iron beams leaning up on it. The other doors leading into the boat were blocked completely but this one, I felt we had good chance of moving the stuff out of the way and getting in.

I wanted to open it. So, I got the men to pull the beams out, and about twenty men, pushed the door back. Well, people was inside.
Oh my God, . . .
Yep, you heard me, more bugs, thought BR to himself!! There was not many alive, out of about five hundred, we found some alive. we found a hundred and ten. Fifty women and sixty men. I was happy? No not at all, people? People was not my first priority! Food, food was! If I find a boat with two million people, and ain't no food, to feed them, what good is that? Eating each other up like rats! No thanks, spare me that! I'll pass, said Br, shaking his head in disgust!

Food was what I needed! I took a couple of men, down into the boat, it was like dark inside, we hears water banking up against the walls, as we swam in!

Let me tell you it was spooky! It was like entering a big cathedral of death, it was full of water, but, we saw lots of boxes floating on top, but the majority of the boxes of can foods was sitting on the bottom.
And the boat was full of containers, thousands of them, when we opened them up it was all kinds of packaged can food, most of it undamaged, and good to eat! I sighed a sigh of relief. There were all kinds of stuff inside, beside food, furniture, and all manor of things! I tell, ya, I don't know how to sing, but I felt like it now. It's good, good feeling I had!
Year we saw a lot of bodies, that done swelled up like balloons, but we held our noses, We knew what to do! Wasn't the first time we saw that kind of stuff! Just took it in stride, we were professional survivors from Bumble Bee City!
ha, ha, ha, . . . Feeling the way I did at that moment, made me realize I was sad before, anxious before, stressed out, but not anymore! I had a little peace about me now! Felt like my head was screwed on just a little bit better now!

[ 10 ]

But then, the men called me, they found this here, robot that worked on the ship as security, and it was buried under a ton of stuff, but was armed and even though it couldn't get out, It,
It was threatening us, to get off the boat or it will shoot us! It was covered under a ton of debris, but it was programed to do what, it was programmed to do! We laughed, and laughed, in no way, we weren't going to be afraid of that thing! It was stuck, and buried! It was buried under mountains of junk! It only had one arm and a head sticking out of all that garbage on top of it! And the only way it could get out was unless we dug it out, and I wasn't in a rush to do that!

So, year, bad news, sure, but I didn't want it to hurt no body, and I didn't want it to be destroyed! See this fish, bad boy that he was! I could use a robot! Shucks man, we ain't got none!

And he's still working! Maybe as we go along, we find lots more! Who knows maybe a lot of robots survived too! Something I didn't think about too, tell y'all the truth! Year, our Earth blew apart and burned, but robots don't burn, or get heart burn! Might be a lot of these iron buckets heads, hidden, and buried all of over the Goddam place! Now this boy, this metal head,
I don't want him to be dead! We could disassemble that boy, learn what technology he got!
I wanted to use him! Use him a lot! Sure, I had dynamite, I could blow it up with, but that's not no good! See, robots are usually made today, to run on atomic energy chips! If I get it reprogrammed, and get the sucker to, work for us? Dude, Wow, this cowboy, wo! Boy could pickup tons of stuff. Boy, it don't rust, it don't get tired, and cain't be retired, unless you blow its head off!

Something I sure in hell, didn't want to do, right now! So, I thought about it, and among the campers, who did I knew, knew how to program too? Felix? Year! Felix was the man!
I called Felix! Felix, said he was a robot engineer programing specialist. I told him, to knock the boy out, and reprogram his brain, to work for me. Thing is if the boy, can't be programed or buckle under, than I'll blow him up! I could use a big iron boy, 12 feet tall, who works twenty-four seven and don't complain, or cry, or need shut eye! Oh, me. Oh my! Year! Could use a lot of them bucket heads! Shit! Sure could! Sure could, knock on wood, boy!

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MEANWHILE :

In the meantime, I went to the front of the ship, to get away and be alone and have sometime to think! My life was just spinning out of control, things happened to fast, said BR!

There are days when all I like doing is sitting in the afternoon rays of the setting sun, and have nothing to do, but fry bugs in my frying pan! Is that asking too much! I don't think I am asking for too much! Bugs!

I like the sound it makes when it is frying in the bottom of a hot pot. I like the sizzle it makes as its heats up super hot, and pops! I like the sound it makes when you fry bugs, and it ups, and flip flops, in the pot!

You know what? Kind of, well, . . . It reminds me how, how, when I first started thinking, thinking about the world, said BR, letting his mind wander back in time.
I, had, I had gone through many stages in my life. I was born poor, no inheritance, nothing backing me, . . . . What's more, I was raised in the west, in a town they called, Snowflake, up there in Arizona. When, I say when, I was a youth! There was no jobs for young boys like me, didn't have great schooling, or opportunities, seemed like you had to know, know somebody, to get a job! If you didn't know nobody, got treated like a slob! And saw the wrong ends of the stick! And that stick. Boy, let'me, tell ya, got a lotta ends of that can stick, that can stick you in your heart, and pin you down for a life time!
The government failed that town, and a lotta others, so me I, sold drugs, you see!

Later I went into the services, got out, still was unemployed, the system was working, but not for me! Then I made a deal, made some big drug cash, took, my stash, on a luxury bus trip that went bad, and crashed!
MY girl, who was with me, had to drag me out of a river, but I hit my head, went crazy, and now as a wanderer, I am who I am! Bad head and all! I got a thing for bugs, because, deep down in the perspective of somebody living in huge system, that's not working! America was great! Great! But only for few! Not, for me and you! That's what it all felt like, to me, at that time. A little bug! A little bug! A little bug being fried in a frying pan. No way out! And nobody gives a shit!

Then, suddenly, his thoughts got interrupted, when, a chick, a beautiful girl walked up behind him, her name was Kitty, she was tanned, voluptuous, and gorgeous! And she had just been saved, and just gotten out of the boat, and had asked who was the leader, and they told her, it was him, and he was down here, in the front of the boat, and she came to say thank you!

Hy, my name is Kitty, she looked up to him and said with a gentle voice! She had been sitting for days in water in a black room full of dead people all this time, and she would of drowned and died, if BR, didn't come! As the folks were pulled out of the bottom of dank stale waters of the boat, they all had to wash themselves off in special room they set up!
She's wet to the bone!

Her body and breasts were clearly visible through the soaked, clinging wet clothes she had on. She looked at him, he turned, and saw her, looked her in her eyes, which were big, black and mysteriously sexy to him. And she said,

I asked your men, stranger, who, just who, is responsible for getting us out? They pointed to you. Told me to leave you alone, not to come. But I ran away, and came anyway! I want, she said pausing, as if to cry, in mid sentence, I wanted to see, and thank you, personally!

I owe you, the only thing I've got, my life. If there is anything I can do, just ask me too, she said, lowering her voice, and bowing her head down, and as she began to weep!

Big Rex, looked down at the girl before him, and took a step to get closer! Took his finger and wiped away her tears!

And he liked what he saw! What he saw was young fresh and raw, and as a man he was admiring her, and he smiled and she smiled back, their eyes locked in a fixed hypnotic romantic gaze! They seemed, to instantly have a chemical attraction to each other, and hit it off without doing much talking. As if it was meant to be! And he reached his hand out to her, her body was warm, hot! She let her eyes look down on it, and slowly reached out to touched it, with her finger, then took it, and raised it up, and placed it up over her heart, he pulled her to him and he embraced her, and she slowly opened her lips and kissed, and then kissed him harder, some more!

And he drew her behind a nearby wall, so nobody else could see, and they made love instantly, right then and there! In the open air, he ran his fingers through her long hair, and he pressed down, she moaned, making that special sound women make, when they moan in ecstasy!
She kissed the strangers ears, and his ears went from tan to an almost a tone red; as the blood seemed to pulse in him faster and faster. all thoughts , and other actions canceled, as he as covering her over with his body gyrating, summoning a rage to love like wild beast, to come out, and he surrendered his passions, holding down staying in a love lock embrace holding pattern. He swerves into her nest, she moans, she digs her nails into his back, a body without rest, craving to be fondled and caressed! They move jerkily powerfully, there is no brake pedal? His love explodes! Spent, he weakens his grip, it's the end of the love trip! They are tired, but happy.

But it was enough? Was it enough for him? Was it enough for her? She doesn't even know his name?

[ 12 ]

  Yes, thought the woman, gazing at this man, who saved her!
Who spontaneously, passionately loved her, no talk, but just with his lust and looks, took her. Kitty pondered to her self :

I would not under normal circumstances get ravaged willingly to this stranger, but, I gave into him, his eyes, his looks, like a wild thing, he took me, and I wanted him too! I won't lie to myself!
It's like I felt like, I had just come back from the dead! And to prove, I am alive. I loved, revived and did it happily!
He looks like a wild thing, his big Maine of black hair flying in wind above me, his magnetism touched me! His eyes looking into mine, as if this is the way it is to be! And I had no choice in the matter!

I wanted to tame him. I guess I am being naive, I guess I am being foolish. But that's how I feel. That's how I feel!

I don't know what to do next? Is there a next? When you give you body? Your, love?
When you give in and, and don't utter the," L "word?
Here I lay in his arms, I look onto his big frame, his body, on me, and can see.

He is exhausted, his blood pulses rapidly through his muscles his big arms, since he got into me. I can hear him, I see him breathing heavily. And, I am not ashamed, all this and I didn't stop!

He didn't stop, we couldn't stop! We didn't want to stop mutually! And now I have him in me. And I don't know his name. I know he is the leader that came and open the doors to my freedom. He and his men saved the people who are alive inside! I know I gave him all, but yet, I don't know his name?

How, for the love of the heaven can I, who I am, have done this? I confess, it's beyond me. I am scientist, I am realist, I am supposed to be intelligent woman, yet, here I am, acting like a teenage school girl, giving her virginity away to a boy!

I could hear him, breathing trying to catch his breath, after ramming me hard with his love.
I could hear imaginary words, from him telling me how much he loves my body, how much he adores me, how much, he loves me. There's the "L " word, I have not heard. But, truth is, is this was an all of sudden type thing, type of experience. That's all! By both of us, that I assume, it's a surprise to him and as well as myself.

I took his head, in my hands and raised it up off of my breast, and asked the question,
I should have asked before?

What is you name?

My name is Man! I am a man. I am a man with many personalities. I cannot lie to you. Strange, I don't even know you! But I must tell you the truth. Now, I just feel like I was born to come out now. My name is Strawberry Lord! There it was. A confession, a moment in time, when honesty is the priority! True, it is that Big Rex, sometimes, when he has sex, when he is having sex, it changes his personality, letting another one rise to the surface. And so she doesn't know. This is just one of his many personalities!

She looks at his face. She see's it has been roasted by the sun and is tanned, and has tiny fine lines, of one who has seen the passage of time, and has experienced a lot in life! She knows nothing about him, and wants to know all! But what Kitty does know, the world has ended a little while ago, and drowning in this ship was her biggest fear, up until a little while ago too. But now, the sun has come out, and the Strawberry Lord has come.

Can I? Can I know you, she said trembling under his weight on her, what do you do, she asked, Mister Strawberry Lord?

Strawberry Lord, makes love to you, that's what he does, he said and kissed me all over hungrily! As If he wanted to eat me! And I was quiet. And I kissed him back, and I felt him rise up and come again! And I moaned, smiled and was happy to be alive, and when he came, I said in his ear : Lord, . . . Amen!

So we stayed there hugging each other, and comforting each other, for a long time, in a world that time forgot!!

And I noticed something strange about him. There, on the floor, where he had thrown off his clothes, he was wearing these clothes: Old cowboy boots! A holster with two pistols! A cowboy hat full of bullet holes! These old style blue jeans, which she hadn't seen in years, only in old magazines! ! It had no rips, no tears, no painted raindrops on it! It was plain dark blue, slim jeans too! It reminded me of the clothes cowboys wore along time ago. And I don't know, he seemed mentally, like he was here, and at the same time, far away, someplace else! He seemed like everything was new to him. He looked at me, his body, his feet, and even raised up his hands, and looked at his fingers, like it was the first time he saw them! It was so strange! He was like a new born baby, somehow? But he was a man!

I thought he would be telling me a lot of things, so many things! About why he was here, and what had happened. But instead he, he was the one asking questions! Lord, started asking me all manor of things

Like he just woke up, and was becoming aware of his surroundings as though, as if, like, like he just awoke out of a dream, and was trying to get his bearings! I thought it was so, so odd. So strange!
He asked me, like a little boy, . . . what had happened to the world? I told him, I am trying to figure that one out, my self?
He asked me, how did the boat get here? I don't know? We were inside, and everything was going great. We were, supposed to be heading to Europe, when it seems we got caught in, a humongous tornado and the boat got picked up, and was flying around and around, and we blacked out, and I don't remember anything.
When I regained consciousness, there was no light, it was dark! It was black! I could hear the rushing of water everywhere! I was laying flat on my back, and the water was running inside the boat, I got frightened, and, and I screamed, but couldn't see anything, I felt something next to me, in the water touching me. I felt it! It was a something small, cold and wet and had long hair! It a small person, my figures accidentally touched its eyes, they were open, and cold! And I felt it, and figured out it was a child. I got really scared,

I reached up out of the water, and I felt pipes in the ceiling, and grabbed them, and pulled my self up and held on for dear life, as the water kept rising, and rising inside the boat. My mind was recalling everything that had happened, when suddenly, he spoke interrupting my thoughts, and said : I am glad you made it, said Mister lord!
I am glad too? And you? Me? Yes, you? The man in me? You? He laid his head on my chest, and sighed deeply, and said : This is going to sound strange. Kitty sighed, smiled, and said to him, Strawberry, I am accustomed to strange, my Lord!
Sometimes I just don't know, he said?

What I want to know, is will you help me?
Haven't I helped you enough, replied kitty smirking and petting his hair?

Lord, smiles and kissed her on her nipple and said, yes!
But first, let me ask you. What were you doing on the boat? Me? Yes!
I worked on it! I am technician, or at least I was! I, I've been working on genomes! Genomes? You mean Genomes, Yes! I laughed, at him, the look on his face told me he was really surprised, Ha, ha, ha. See, the firm I was with worked clandestinely on a number of methodologies, which many governments banned, so we did it off shore, secretly! On, the open seas. I am not shy! I am a bit daring, so, I do what I please! Wow, Me too, I am a bit daring too! Seem we have that in common?
So what exactly were you mad scientists doing?

It's a secret! Oh! A secret! Oh, I love secrets, he said grinning and smiling !

And the ship, let you? This ships, owners made some agreement, and we were allowed to do our experiments, out of a special laboratory constructed in one of the many containers they transported around the world.
In our laboratory, my colleagues and I did the work inside, unhindered! I don't know if they are still alive, I hope so? I really am worried! And hope they got out!
I hope also, said Lord!

Kitty looking anxious and worried said, . . I don't know if they still inside the boat?

I'm sorry! I If they are not. Kitty, I offer my condolences for what it's worth!
But, what you're telling me is you are in the field of molecular biology, correct? What kind, he asked? I am a Genetic and Genomic Scientist! You? You're an accomplished young lady, he said smiling at her, approvingly!
She listened, said nothing in response, but, looked down, and smiled a little bit, than tossed her gaze back up into his eyes, which were staring down at her, like she and he, were the only ones in the whole world!

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Listen, I've got a lot of men on board, they are my warriors! They call me Boss, and Big Rex, Kitty!
They call you Boss? Yes, Kitty. It's facets of me, sides of me. At a time like, this, after making love, to you, you in time, no doubt will learn the different sides of me! It's just nick names of the personalities, coming out of my mind! I understand not from whence they come, but they do! I tell you this, cause I want you to know me! And not be afraid of me! My warrior chief is Ronine! I am going to tell my man to take care of you, Kitty!

See to your needs, and make sure you're OK? All right? I like you! And want you to know, I am interested in seeing that, one day when the ship has dried out, and all cleaned up and sanitized, you can go and salvage your work and possibly continue. Right, now, I think no convincing argument is needed, for you to understand, we have to be, we have to be, just grateful to be alive! What can you tell me about this ship? Do you know who the captain is? Yes, his name is Captain Kraft. I don't know where he is, or if he's alive! Do they have a digital signal system, and communications center, and where is it?
Yes, on the second floor in the back! How about radar? Yes, of course!
Drones reconnaissance facilities? Everything, it's in the back, second floor also, she said. But nothing's working now!
Yes, I know! Now, is temporary, the future is permanently in front, and always will be! That's what I am thinking about!


Everything, now is fractally chaotic! This time, pours down on us, not pleasantries, no, no. no, kitty! Not pleasantries, like sun showers, but oppressive thunder showers of fire! Forcing me, forcing us, to choose to be beasts, instead of educated and civil. I won't quibble with you kitty! I need you to trust in me, despite what, others say about me, or in time, what your eyes see! The storms, the earthquakes, the demons, from someplace have been aroused, and come here, to destroyed our world with a catastrophe!
I am the Lord. I, I will bring order, out of chaos! Somethings I'll do, Kitty, somethings and laws I will have enacted, you are not going to like! I have to bring and create order where there is none! People will get hurt, who don't listen to the lord! But, I consider you my woman now, and from me, you will have nothing to fear! I'll tell the men to make sure you get respect, and are OK! I want you. And I want you to help me. I know the ship is flooded now! But it will be dry one day!

I want you to make er, a list! Year, a list, and keep a list of everybody, who got out alive. I want to know, what technical value do they have, if any? Tell me all about the history of this ship, any information about the engines, cause if it is possible, I will want to get them to give us light, electricity! I need to know where the freezers are, and supply rooms!

I need people, Kitty! I can't do this alone! I need people like you, and doctors too, and specialists, and coders in particular.

Kitty, Now I have little time.
I have to leave. There're no phones, there's no way to talk to you! So, I will send you love letters like in old fashion days!
I have to depart sweetheart! Now, Is there anything you want? Kitty took her hand and beckoned him closer and kissed him on the lips a good bye kiss. And asked, when are you coming back, my lord? I'll write. Whole tight, woman!
Listen I am the law, and I am not a one woman man! I am telling you upfront, so you understand! The man will come again, Kitty, I promise!

Now, what I want is for you, is for you to get healthy, and get a lots of sleep! Bye, pretty Kitty, he said getting dressed silently, fixing his shirt in his pants, and turned away and walked all the way back to the middle of the big ship, and disappeared amongst his soldiers! But, peace is not something that stays, and now he leads two lives, and establishes the other boat named Flowers, the new home of the Bumble Bees! When he will make that change, he doesn't know? He tells the people who he got out the ship, they are his prisoners, and if they want to eat, they must work cleaning all the dead bodies out of the boat, so one day they, they can move in! He sets up a open container, where they are to throw the bodies and burn them, and incinerate them! He leaves most of the men there to guard the food, and see that his orders are carried out.

MEANWHILE : He returns back to Bumble Bee City!

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THE TWEETS OF MISS LOVEKILLJOY DEAF

CHAPTER 7

Hi guys, Miss Love, here;s looking at you! Thanks for chilling out, while I was away working, so much to update you guys on, tweet you later! lol, Love!
Love@ Dam Dang girl, haven't heard a word, you doing the hermit thing?
Jackie@ Shit no, just chilling that's all, had a rough time, last gig, sucked!
Love@ No, tell me you got off?
Jackie@ I alway get off bitch, but this bee, OMG, stung me in my ass!
Love@ What happened?
Jackie@ Guess what? They doubled crossed my ass, they put the fix on my chopper, so it would run out of gas crash kill me after I killed Nicky, you know that scientist dude, who found a cure for cancer! My target, this way they get him knocked off, the target, and me, the one who killed the sun of bitch, so they don't have to pay me, and then claim the big bucks, from the SWIFT's organizations higher ups, cutting me out, bitch, that's what happened, shit man!
Love@ Love, OMG, ta sucks! That shit is so heavy! It didn't work cause if it did, shit I wouldn't be able to tweet your ass, so how did you escape, how did you do it?
Jackie@ Listen, my ass is so upset, right now, I am see,n red, I can't hardy talk. All I can tell you is I am OK, no thanks to them! Contact you later, let me update the others too, and warn them, later, cool! Bye!
Laticha@ Hi, baby check it out, it's me, my love, bitch you won't believe what went down on my last gig? It was rigged! They had the balls to hit me!
Love@ Hi, am I reading this shit, right? Who tried to hit you?
Laticha@ Some dude working under the table as handler at SWiFT!
LOVE@ Shit, thats sucks, man, dam! That's unbelievable, are you alright, sweet heart? Whassup' with them, did they try to shoot you?
Laticha@ No, the bastards, planed to have me die by not filling up my gas tank in my chopper, so I would run out of fuel and crash my ass, hoping the ship would explode and no more me, thats what went down!
LOVE@ Holy shit, that's unreal, but why would they want you dead if all you are doing is working for them? I don't get it? But your still alive. So how did you beat the trick, honey are you OK?
Laticha@ Year, I escaped but just by the skin of my teeth, honey! Look I'll lay the whole story on you later, got to tweet every body warn them, follow me to get the latest, look, we gone switch to encode mode 323x so that our messages can't be read, got it? Do it now 323x cause, I'll tweet you later but encrypted cool?
LOVE@ Sure babe, I understand, but tell me, tell me how did you escape?
Laticha@ I tell you later, follow me on twitter! Abschied alter Hut!
Sonia@ Hi, sonia, now, haven't heard a word from you bird! Whats up? Did, you check out those tattoos on the pink panties from, Bergdorf Goodmans Love it or leave it, collection? Too expensive for words, and like a bad mother! If you can't find one your size, that means you ain't alive, heh heeh! Look, girl, much, to say, follow me, we need to chat! Later! By the way, should be in L A, seee ya! Chow!
Qswaldo@ Hallo ist es ich, Liebe. Wie gehts Ihnen?.
LOVE@ Wow! kann ich nicht es glauben? Wie kann ich Ihnen helfen?
Qswaldo@ Ich brauche Sie, um jemanden töten zu helfen!
LOVE@ Was?
Qswaldo@Ich bekam ein Problem. Und Sie sind von Pakistan! Sie sind ein Experte auf den Dialekten!! Ich will einen Dude finden!
Qswaldo sind ein kluger Kerl, Baby!
LOVE@ Ich werde den Dude, aber, "Baby" finden ich will etwas Liebe?
Qswaldo@ Sind Sie ein guter kleiner Junge?
LOVE@ Ich bin sehr schlecht Baby, du weißt es, auch! Du und ich? Ich möchte Ihr Baby Lippen küssen. Oh Kurs werde ich Ihnen helfen! schicken Sie die Details Ok per Email? Sprechen Sie später!
Qswaldo@ Sie sind ein kranker erotischer Junge. aber, kam ich, um Ihnen zu erzählen. jemand versuchte, mich zu töten. Also, ich brauche ernsthaft Ihre Hilfe OK?
LOVE@ Hallo, seine mir Bob! Liebe auf den ersten Blick. Komm schon, dass ich warte. Es ist diese Bar. Die Bar Szene ist heiß, Trendige, entspannt, glatt. Ich lade dich, Baby. Ich verspreche, dass Sie eine gute Zeit keine Zeichenketten! Die große Liebe. Können Sie mit mir kommen?
Die große Liebe trifft man - wenn überhaupt - nur einmal im Leben.
Bob@ Bob warum nicht? Ich brauche, um zu entspannen und ich liebe große Männer! Tut mir leid, ich dir meine Adresse nicht geben kann. Es ist ein Geheimnis, Sie können mich abholen, das Restaurant, wo wir uns trafen, OK?
LOVE@ Hallo, Fräulein LOVE, dieser Herr Virtue an Citi Bank. Vielen dank dafür, über, Verschlüsselungscode 323x zu erzählen. Die Information, die ich Ihnen gebe, wird klassifiziert. Ich will nicht, dass es zu Fremden geht! Ich war nie ein großer Enthusiast in der Spionage!
Hinsichtlich der Hubschrauber Wartung Mann für Ihren Helikopter. Die mans war Muhammed Maħmūd. Auf Ihre Frage weil Herr Muhammed Maħmūd Aussage Muhammed Maħmūd eine bevorzugte Citi Bank-Kontonummer im 2364-6781-1034-9277 hatte und im Februar 9/20/13 er hatte des aktuellen Saldos des $72345.48 aber einen Tag später, erhielt er einen Draht Übertragung Check $250000.00 von einer unbekannten Person auf den Februar 10/20/13 um 17:59:26. Unseren Aufzeichnungen zufolge ist der Absender nicht bekannt. Aber so weit weg ist eine finanzielle Pakistan Konto Herkunft. Im immer noch für Sie investiert. Wie Sie gut verstehen können diese Informationen wird klassifiziert und werde ich meinen Job hier bei City Bank zu verlieren. Also bitte haben Sie Verständnis, ich bitte, diese ein, weil ich Ihnen schulde. Aber wenn die Informationen veröffentlicht werden, ich will leugnen Hilfe! Ich bin immer noch untersucht und wird nächste Woche tweet.
OO9@ Kühlen Sie hallo Hacker-Dude, wie Sie sind!. Wir haben in einer langen Zeit nicht geredet. Ich will, dass Sie diesen Mann für mich verfolgen. Sein Name ist Muhammed Maħmūd! Ich muß ihn verfolgen und ihn finden. Er schuldet mir große Zeit! Hier ist seine Telefonnummer 05363 324355 FES (I) Verfolgen-Kennzahl! Ich bin kühl, und Sie sind kühl. Sie helfen mir, ich werde Ihnen OK helfen! Bitte! Ich brauche Sie, um OO9 zu helfen?
LOVE@ WOW, das ist OO9, die eine wirklich lange Zeit! Jahr, ich bin gut, danke für die Nachfrage! Ich hoffe, dass Sie gutes zu tun! Ich bin jetzt ein wenig beschäftigt, aber ich kann es aus, später in dieser Woche überprüfen! Lassen Sie Sie wissen es, dieses Wochenende, Cool?
OO9@ Wissen Sie was, wenn Sie es tun können früher ich können Sie Geld bezahlen, OK!
John@ Wo Sie jetzt sind?
Love@ Hallo, Liebe, bin ich hier in Freudenstadt! Freudenstadt inmitten des nördlichen Schwarzwaldes gelegen, ist nicht nur der ideale Ausgangspunkt für kleine und große Entdeckertouren in sehenswerte Schwarzwaldstädtchen! Wo die Hölle Sie ist?
John@Hallo, Schatz, Blick, brauche ich Ihre Liebe, ich brauche Ihre Hilfe auch! Aber ich versuche auch, einen Mann zu verfolgen, der versuchte, mich zu töten. wann können wir uns treffen?
LOVE@ Oh mein Gott! Sind Sie ganz richtig? Schau mal, ich bin heute und morgen, wie über Sonntagsmittag nach fünf Uhr beschäftigt?
John@ Am Sonntagsmittag nach fünf Uhr? ist kühler Schatz, Sie dann sehen, ich Sie anrufen werden, um OK zu bestätigen?
Tinamary@ Ich werde nach Deutschland an diesem Sonntag gehen, bitte sorgt sich um meinen Goldfisch Sie! ich fand ein tot in th Wasser neulich Ich werde Sie anrufen, um mit Ihnen zu bestätigen
später OK? Auf Wiedersehen Auf Wiedersehen!
x21x@Hallo!
x22x@Hallo!
x21x@Das ist schlecht!
x22x@Was?
x21x@Nachrichten!
x22x@Welche Nachrichten!
x21x@Der Klub!
x22x@Welcher Klub?
x21x@Wir bedauern, Sie zu informieren.
x21x@Sie werden vermisst!
x22x@Wer?
x21x@Sie?
x22x@ No!
x21x@Sie haben den Steuerentkommen-Geldmarkt effizient gestartet. Sie sind wesentlich aber, Sie müssen Sie Position aufgeben.
x21x@Jemand ist nachdem Sie?
x22x@No!
x21x@Und, wenn Sie bleiben, werden Sie uns ganz in Mühe mit Ihnen bekommen?
x22x@No! No, no!
x21x@Also, unternehmen Sie Schritte, um Ihre Teilnahme aufzugeben. Verwaltung hatte eine Treffen? Sie, sind unglücklicherweise nicht mehr verantwortlich?
o2o2@ Hallo Schätzchen, ich kante Gespräch zu Ihnen jetzt. Tun Sie gerade, was ich sage. Ich, geschäftlich abreisend. Es Gerüchte, dass Sie hören werden, sind sie alle Lügen durch das Disgruntalled-Interesse, versuchend, mich zu zerstören. Ich liebe Sie und die Kinder! Das ist alles, dass Sie wissen müssen! Und sagen Sie den Kindern, ich liebe sie. Ich gegangen eine lange Zeit. Ich werde mich in den kommenden Monaten in Verbindung setzen! schade, Aber ist das, wie es sein muss!
Arzt, Merswettheim@ Arzt, Merswettheim, ist meine Textzahl x21x! Sie wissen, wer ich bin! Ich hoffe, dass Sie mir eine Bevorzugung gewähren werden, ich habe einen wichtigen Freund, der plastische Chirurgie sofort braucht. Ein neues Gesicht! Stellen Sie bitte sich bereit! Sagen Sie nichts darüber! Anruf oder Text ich sofort! Text ich x21x, bald wie möglich!
Arzt, Merswettheim@Ich verstehe! Wahr! Eine eherne Idee, das ist fett! Es ist notwendig! Wann können Sie starten Arzt?
x221x@Ich verstehe! Ich habe eine geheime Office können Sie kommen mir sie!
an einem kleinen Wasserkraftwerk am Senkelbach in Augsburg.
Arzt, Merswettheim@Wann?
x22x@Vielleicht in ein oder zwei Monate. Ich bin sehr beschäftigt!
Arzt, Merswettheim@Hören Sie mir zu! Hören Sie gut zu! Ich werde Sie wieder, Arzt nicht fragen! Dies ist eine Frage des Lebens und Todes zu mir, und Leben und Tod zu Ihnen! Jetzt frage ich Sie jetzt den Sie mich verstehen? Wann können Sie anfangen?
x22x@We verwendet die aktuellsten Werkzeuge in der Diagnose und der Behandlung für Sie von unserem Gebiet, über das Land und um die Welt, aber ich muss meine Mannschaft zusammen, vielleicht morgen erhalten?
Arzt Merswettheim@Welche Zeit Arzt?

Arzt, Merswettheim@6 :45 ist?

Arzt, Merswettheim@ ich werde erklären, dass dieses draußen für Sie verfälschen! Der Betrieb ist nicht für einen Freund von meinem, als ich Sie erzählt habe. Es ist für mich! Ich will nicht erkannt werden. Einige Leute wollen mich Verstorbene, dieses Gesicht, das ich hat, ist mein Todesurteil, will ich es von einem weißen Gesicht zu einem schwarzen Gesicht ändern! Ein Schwarz? Ja Afrikaner!

Herr Nice Nett, x21x, @Interessant? Ich habe den Arzt gewusst, der chirurgisch eine Frau gemacht hat, aussieht wie die Finsternis

Ägyptische Königin Nefertiti. Er hat ihr das Gesicht gegeben aber hat weiß verlassen enthäutet! Siehe, dass es here>http://www.oddee.com/item_96941.aspx ich nicht weiß, wie Sie danach Süden Afrikaner machen, ist Es nicht meine medizinische Spezialität! Aber ich kann Ihnen eine dunkle Änderung nördlich Afrikaner wie ein Ägypter geben oder anschauen Sie mit einen dunklen Taliban kann ändern! Oder, aber ich kann Sie der moderne Chinese
hat sich geneigt reizendes Augeaussehen so niemand wird identifizieren Sie ändern! Dieses, das ich machen kann!

Insofern die Haut,

Ansprüche afrikanische Hautalter anmutiger als sein kaukasisches Gegenstück, ist wahr, weil schwarze Haut mehr Melanin hat, und neigt dazu, sie jünger länger auf der Außenseite anzuschauen, ich kann hat vollendet dass mit gemeinsamen Methoden wie Melaninanregung für zu blass Flecke, hat den Arzt gesagt! Ich werde Sie, Herr nett, ich habe einen Künstler zeigen, einen Entwurf einer chirurgischen Künstlers Entwurfs Symbolik zu machen, damit Sie eine Idee erhalten können, wie Sie herauskommen dürften!

Arzt, Merswettheim@ Gut! Gut! Jetzt ich will Sie, zu wissen, Arzt Merswettheim, Wenn etwas schief geht, Meine Wache wird Sie töten, damit sich vergewissert, dass Sie mich lebend behalten, Zu Verfälschen! Ja ja, selbstverständlich Sie, Sie. Sie können mir vertrauen, Herr Nett!

Arzt, Merswettheim @ Gut! dann bis 6:45 am.

Herr Nice Nett, x21x, @6:45 IST, JA HERR. NETT! Kommen Sie in! Kommen Sie zum geheimen Krankenhaus, einzuchecken und wird bewertet und wird bearbeitet, isst nichts für den restlichen Tag nur Wasser. Irgendwann vor Mittag werden wir beginnen! Ich sichere zu, dass jedes Ding fein sein wird, werden Sie sehr eigenartig in Erscheinung sein! Sehr vorzüglich! nur entspannt, erhält einen guten Nacht Rest, Herrn Nice,nett!

LOVE@ Bonjour ma chère. Bonjour ma chère ce moi votre garçon amant chaud ANTONIO, heh heh ha, ha, ha!
Comment faites-vous sans mon corps ?
Son juste à droite, à droite ?
Je travaille dur tous les jours juste pour obtenir tous mes muscles. Mon muscles d'amour forts pour toi mon amour.
J'espère que tu faites bien, ha, ha, ha !
Je veux ton corps maintenant, pas demain dammit. J'ai eu à le faire. Sinon, si je vais mourront de bébé !
En hiver j'ai besoin de la chaleur de notre corps. À lété me besoin elle aussi ! Tout au long de lannée. Chaud !
Venez à moi, très bientôt, veuillez.
Je ne veux pas vivre sans votre corps ! OMG, a obtenu de le faire !
ANTONIO@ le bien-aimé de Regard, être patient! Je suis arrivé pour piloter en Allemagne ce week-end dimanche pour affaires! Aujourdhui et demain, je dois visiter le Moyen-Orient, pour affaires! Je vous téléphonerai quand je récupère, au revoir mon bien-aimé!
King Hussein@ King Hussein blessed be your memory. Long do I to be graced with your shadow on my person, How are you?
Love@ I am well my child, most cordial hello, praise be thanks to Allah on high from your humble King Hussein. My eyes need to see you, my hands need to hold all of you again, you are the treasure of my humble heart, you are my most precious flower, you, my reason to live, is to see you in my arms. My dearest fearless feather of the greatest flying white sweet doves. It is always a pleasure to hear from you my love. Miss Lovekilljoy.
King Hussein@ blessed be your highness, the ancient shifting sandy beaches of your beloved country, always attracts me, as do you too, of course. Busy, I know you must be, still I wish you to grant me an audience with you, if possible.
LOVE@ But space I will make in my life to see you. I will stop the sun from rising, turn out the light of the moon for you, just to be with you for a night. I' am ecstatic you tweeted me. But of course, come to me and it shall be done.
King Hussein@King Hussein you are as always most gracious and most generous. I hear you named a room in your southern shore palace after me, let me express again once more, my sincere gratitude your majesty! I' am honored. I must cry for help on your mighty shoulders, my King!
Let me explain, as you know. I am a girl of the world. I love hard and fight harder true too!
You know all there is to know, so you know doubt have heard of SWIFT? Well, I am employed agent soldier of fortune of theirs. Recently I have been wronged, double crossed by another agent, a handler for the organization who works there. I don't know his name and wish you to help me to discern his identification.
He is the one working on a case. A special case identified as involving a scientist. A scientist, whose Nick name was Nicky. Nicky, is who claimed to have found a cure for cancer. Anyway, the handler agent tried to have me killed while I was working on this case. I wish to find him and get my revenge. For he tried to have me killed in a helicopter accident. The trick was to not fill up my helicopter gas tank, and cause it to crash killing me. Luckily, for me, I escaped. Now I want revenge. If you should be able to get his identification for me, it would make me most happy. I in turn would make you most happy anyway I can. Tweet me if you learn anything. I will tweet you next weekend. Till then, God be with you great esteemed one, and Thank you!
LOVE@ I will move heaven and earth for you, this handler will be found. We will speak soon, I promise you.
LOVE@, Hi this is Roge! We got a deal on Sipompas Organic Cherries at last! Guess what, you will get a free sample on us in the mail, give me some feed back, please! Let us know you're feeling about its taste, chow love! Hope to hear back from you soon! By the way, I got engaged!
Love@ Hi Love, this is Laticha again, just tweeting to let you know I'am at Billy's Cuts, getting my hair done, I should be out by six! Meet at Charles place afterwards! Call me if you can't make it. Bye!
LOVE@ This is Robert from Everest, your Ipad is fixed. We think this encryption upgrade you will really like! You can pick it up any time, but bring your receipt, OK! Thanks! Robert Edgar!
LOVE@ Dear Lovekilljoy, we are returning an answer to your request concerning secret members, and yes, we regret we are unable to divulge agents to you as a matter of policy . We respectfully understand you think you have legitimate reasons, but in short : considerations of privacy are vintage established protocols to which adherence to contractual assignments we must respect!
All complaints replete with all the failings that one might think an agent might possess, may be just a misunderstanding, and as a business, we cannot express favoritism neither pros or cons. Sorry, we don't buy into your complaints. And find your alleged accusations an example of your narrow clumsiness, and invective flawed mentality. I am left with the feeling that the ambitious scope of your unfounded complaints, has been betrayed by the lack of proof! Please in the future do not proceed with your puerile inquiry it would not advantageous. We will not respond to you again on this matter!
LOVE@ This is billy, hope you doing fine! Oh by they way, my birthday will be here soon, I'll be seventeen! Wow, I am getting old! You know I like video games see ya!

The night holds fractals fright! Precariously perched in a lurch, some one is coming, some one bad!

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The Scary Jesse Chronicles

Chapter 6

They didn't know, but thats when the Medicine men got angry and they snorted more Zhabasiiiss weeds leaves, and then the blue medicine man raised his hands in the air and the air suddenly crackled with loud blasting thunder wonder, and the air darkened and walls of the fractal caves within caves shook, and shook hard! All things changed as magic rearranged raining down hard in on this very moment in the moment of time x time, and Baby Jessi watched as the winds began to blow and he didn't know what the heck to do? But what ever was happening outside, he knew he had to jump out of the nose now or loose the opportunity come what may! So looked down and he could see the water of the lake was about a hundred feet down below, so he breathed in several deep gulps of air, held his breath and ran and dives out of the nose, but before he could pass through, the big nasty beast, started to breathe in, and inhale air, and that powerful gust of wind was strong and powerful, enough, that it sucked Baby Jessi right up back, back, back into the nose and down into the corridors of the beast things lungs, again! Now ain't this revolting development thought Baby Jessi. How, oh how will I get out?

[ 2 ]
The start of Baby Jessi's time in here was indeed, treacherously horrifying for him, and plenty scary too! Oh boo hoo, cried Baby Jessi, not knowing what to do! Luckily the air was fresh, because the beast was gulping and breathing in the air from out side by the super tons, and happily Baby Jessi, could breathe in the air that rushes into the lungs by the powerful inhalations of the mighty beast, that were like gigantic wind storms, that blew for a long lonnggg minute or two! All the air winds were going in one direction inwards, then when the lung sac was fully expanded like a huge red balloon, it would start to collapse and get small and exhale! The boy soon found by grabbing on the blubbery walls of the lungs, he could steady himself and get his equilibrium back and start to think and figure out what to do next! And it dawned on him, as he spotted a large light wing of a fly! That the giant wing, was one that had belonged to a giant fly that had died, and the wing while floating in the air got sucked into the beasts mouth, and flowed in the air down its throat and down and around and around in the giant animals lungs, where baby Jessi noticed it! Once the action of the lungs started to exhale, the large flat scaly wing began moving upwards in a draft of air, and it rose up in the air and turned around in the winds getting ready to ride the wind currents right back outside! So Baby Jessi, who was very small compared to its giant size, decided to go for a ride on it, thinking quickly, that it might lead to hid freedom. So, he jumped on it! Grabbing his tiny little fingers into its crevices and the grooves of the wing to hold on tight, and he rode it back out the mouth of the beast as it exhaled in a jiffy. Baby Jessi flew out of the mouth of the beast like a rocket, atop the twirling transparent wing of a fly, and once outside the wing dithered high in the air, floating in the air, but with the weight of baby Jessi, holding on to it, it started to descend and Baby Jessi looked down as it was suddenly caught up in the mighty thunderstorms that was now raging out side, caused by the Medicine men! Baby Jessi had, many misconceptions about where the winds would take him, but the wind's knew what they were doing. He held on for dear life, crying out to himself and trying to speak to his mother, saying, "Oh Mommy, oh mommy I am out!

I am out, I am free! Can you see me? Oh Mommy, I promise never to trust or to listen to an old person ever again.

Ever, ever! Old people are bad!" It ain't over till it's over, and the winds were still strong and blowing and blew him faraway and they took him to another section of the Jungles of Doom, in a land called Muzmucjoo'o'ka, which was the land of the mightiest Fophism'octians! The Fophism'octians, were in a parallel world thousand of years ahead of their Neanderthals brother visible human species.

They were a secret semi human race, who lived on the earth by day and under the earth by night, but were invisible to human eyes, but they are visible to each other, die to their eyes which have like a flies eyes, and a person could see them if you had structures called ommatidia like adult housefly, which has about 3,000 ommatidia in each eye in fractal hexagonal patterns.
Eyes like that, could trap and bend light channels rays of light, and therefore the intensity of the image on the retina is greatly enhanced allowing them to see many things, but the Fophism'octians, not only have these fly eye attributes, but others too, that inculcate into their matrix, allowing them to see objects that other wise would be invisible! And since Baby Jessi was riding this giant wing that was a large concave, transparent shaped, and its molecular structure was bending light like a prism, thus allowing him to be able to look through it! It was structured in such a way, that the big wing of the fly, he was flying on, he could look through the wing when he put his eyes up close to it, and use it as like glasses, and by doing so, he was able to see them.

[ 3 ]

The people, could fly and their flight ability was base on mind over matter, re-constituted mental, matter to light energy propulsion, that defied gravitational forces almost completely. And there were so many of them in the air, instead of walking on the ground, that the air looked like swarms of birds flying, clouding out the sunlight like clouds. It was truly amazing and when Baby Jessi, first witnessed it, he was stunned! And he didn't even move for about ten minutes, and was barely even breathing, he thought it was so strange to see! It was unbelievable!
The air traffic was horrendous, but miraculously they wouldn't crash into each other! They also had ground vehicles to transports good and services, and also had flying vehicles similar to zooming buses, that carried thousands of people!
They, as a people, were really tall and muscular
and down right really giant sized you could say, and Baby Jessi thought that the rainbow colored people, looked better than regular people!
And the men and women resembled a sub specie of thin bodied humans, with the astounding ability to drop their temperature and molecularly freeze themselves, excreting a calcium based, thick outer shell over their body exoskeleton wise, when necessary to either protect themselves, and or to hibernate, going without food for long periods of time.
They would do this transformation, close to, or right up against next to a large boulder, sticking out of the earth, or a mountain of stone, and would get rid of their rainbow skin colors, void the brighter colored rainbow colors, for drab blackish grey colors, to blend their outer shells textures in camouflage mode, so that they appeared to be at first glance, part of the rocky stone surface.
When times were safe, and they wanted to, they would thaw out, and the shell would split open like a cardboard box, or an egg shell, and they would emerge like new, and continue their life's journey!
And as was stated before they had special eyes with fly eye attributes, and others too, that inculcate into their core DNA, matrix, allowing them to see objects that otherwise would be invisible and go undetected!
But, Baby Jessi knew nothing of this or them, or who they feared, or whether they had predators after them, or, that's why they morphed into stone.
To him it was all a big bad dumb mystery!

Over the thousands upon thousands of centuries, however, these people, their knowledge about the trials and tribulations of life, was like a huge data base archive! And, all of this, was not known to Baby Jessi. He as a child of just a few years had been through so much already, he was born extremely intelligent, but still, it was all to often way to much for him to know, comprehend or even try to understand!

He knew they looked nice, and he liked the skin tight clothes they wore, little knowing that these clothes, were self generated by chemical excretions out growths of their skin pores, that made it fit them perfectly. The mucus would ooze out and form a rubber layer of skin and that's was their clothes!
They have the ability to shed the shoes, they secreted into existence, and allow for the natural hairy, sticky powerful adhesive to their feet, and once exposed, they are able to walk on a ceiling, inside a house upside down. Their special feet enable them to land on smooth surfaces, and not slide off. They were all this time, were living on earth but invisible to regular man people because of the inferior vision eye capacities! They could see you, but you could not see them, they knew about you, and looked down on Neanderthal human brothers, as the lowest of animals forms, although we were related to them, by being a sub derivative hybrid specie, albeit evolving slower than they were!

Later on Jessi, learned more about them, and learned that these people had a strange religion, that worshiped the holy," Mitpoztocs," or giant frogs. They would paint the frogs in rainbow colors, to to look like them, and apply a specially concocted ointment, on them and dance and chant, around them, till the frogs spoke, speaking to the winds, and when they spoke, it caused the skies to rain hard, fast, and wild, like a big monsoon storm! And in the monsoon, the spirit of rain and thunder, came under above and through and sprayed power rains on good spirits and the good hearted! Baby noticed a young boy playing near by, had spotter him and came over to look and play with him! The boy was smiling and pointed to the big wing and asked, in his native tongue, "photheypomoupo?" The boy walked over to where the fly wing was and looked at Baby Jessi and Baby Jessi didn't know why but he got a voice in english out of mind of the boy penetrating a translation into his mind giving him insight and understanding, even though the little boy wasn't speaking english, but Baby Jessi mentally could understand him. The mind of the boy was asking, " photheypomoupo," which meant, if he could climb up on it? Baby Jessi, nodded his head up and down smiling saying sure, " its easy," and climbed up in the center of the wing with the boy. They both seem happy and amused to be in each other company, and the boy was just about getting comfortable siting on the wing, when suddenly the wing got caught in a gust of wind from nowhere, and it slowly floated up taking both of them upwards for a ride, but a ride to where ? But another wind swung around and around with Baby Jessi and the boy on it! The winds blew stronger and the wing twisted around like in a super fast tornado and Baby Jessi and the other kid was in holding for dear life! They held on, and they were getting oh so dizzy, and dizzier till pow!

A bolt of lightening came out of nowhere struck the air just above the wing forming a volt bubble around them seizing reality and changing their bodies merging them into one, and that one into an energy pretense, the pretense energy transformed into single person being with super powers! Baby Jessi was not the same any more and the wing floated back down to earth with only one person on board! that person was Baby jessi!
Down, down it came as the sky open up and it began to rain red rain! And in the rain as it came down and hit his skin, the rain sizzled and crackled with electricity and Baby Jessi didn't have clue what was going on but he knew that his mind was filling up with memories that was not his, he saw faces of people and cities and flying ships and rockets landing taking off, and cities raising up and fires raging and trees growing, and a barrage of thousands of images flashed by, it was so fast and just too much, it was incomprehensible and suddenly his mind seized up with turbo power, and this surge of power made him pass out! He didn't know what it was all about!

But when he woke up, he was so, so scared, for he didn't know where he was? he didn't know what happened to the boy, all he knew was he happy he was alright! He didn't know anything about this place at all! The only thing he recognized was the giant fly wing, that he rode to get here. He also remembered looking to see the strange invisible people. He took a piece of the wing and broke off several chips off it and placed them all in his askaty bag! Then he broke off too small pieces and put them on to his right eye and to his surprise he could see them , but then he took off the wing chip off his eyes, and when the wind chip was away they disappeared, he couldn't see them, but he knew they there, and he thought, to himself why don't I try to see them! I can't see them, but I should be able to! Let me close my eyes and wish I could. And, he closed his little eyes, and wished he could and he tried again, and when he opened his eyes, this time, he could see them and he so happy and he smiled.
Now, just a word to any children reading this. There may be some very young children reading along with us today. So, be ready, the next sentence or two might be a little hard to understand. So, asks your parents to help you to understand. If they're not around, just skip it and go down to section [ 5 ], anyway what it all means is, Baby Jessi is mixed with the invisible boy and is stronger than he was before, and he can now, do all kinds of cool stuff!

[ 4 ]
What had happen during the initial thunder event, that merged the boys, in the process extends to huge sparks or streamers in lightning discharges propagated by this is the formation of millions of electron avalanches, created in the high potential gradient, ahead of the streamers' advancing tips, of the lightening that effectuated the impact of time x time bubble transformation seed, that caught the boys, and twisted their individual gene code legacy adjustibilities, of genome trauf interchangeably, as them as targets, resulting in side effects which were spontaneous and undefinable! Once begun, avalanches are often intensified by the creation of photoelectrons, as a result of ultraviolet radiation, emitted by the excited medium's atoms in the aft-tip region, which have inter frequencies co-mergent tendencies inculcated in their spontaneous existences, in its existence, subject to matter bio and subconscious sequestration induce changes to beings in the frequency vicinity!

[ 4.1 ]
What, stimulative effects, changes had happened was his mind, unbeknownst to him, squirreled away into his old primal brain he inherited, with its set of DNA, had fused in the lightening storm thunder strike, with the other boy he was with, and both his mind and the invisible child's mind, their minds frequencies got jolted fusing their minds together, into one, and absorbing the weight of the moment in time x time and crisscrossed eroding his ignorance barriers, and fertilizing it with the other boys conceptualized mind conceptualizations, proportioning it with the other kids insights, communal data memory base, employing now his experiences, as secret benefactor incorporated inside the mind of the mind of Baby Jessi, endowing it now, combinatorially with unique superior powers!

[ 4.2 ]
Inculcated into the DNA of both bodies mergerments, re establishment of radicals, much of this DNA often appears to possess no known biological fractal function, and is sometimes more likely will be referred to as "junk DNA". However, many types of noncoding DNA sequences do have known biological functions, and during interfacing combinatorial merger of coding expressions, including the transcriptional and translational regulation of protein-coding of sequences newer adjustibilities code, underlining fundamentals expressions occurred! These random fractal sequences, can be defined as sudden and spontaneous changes in the cell, that lead to other noncoding sequences redetermining undetermined, functions! One of which, was the re-bio-design of his optical lens, which iterated like the common household fly, compound eye structure, replicating the entire configuration by re-bio-chemicalization, through natural bio chemical low-temperature atomic layer deposition processes. Baby Jessi's, his eyes looked human, but could change, if he needed to see things outside of the human range.

[ 4.3 ]
These, transformatic modulations, reverse engineering and intra structuralizing to format the distinct functions such as : specialized dynamic optimization of core bodily energy sources from

Carbohydrate, protein, fats and alcohol, but adding a heightened right mix of these four nutrients due to the merger with the Fophism'octians, child's superior biology will allowed the bodies, now to function at a high state of speeds in all areas of energy release! Medium intensity exercise increases the use of muscle glycogen and plasma glucose and this in-turn as the intensity of the release due to the designated exercise increases manifestingly reverting to the bio facilities of the core attributes of the Fophism'octians! The body needs when doing extreme exercises make it necessary to shift the primary energy sources as the amount of energy being metabolized from fats is insufficient to meet the body's needs. Additional nuanced alcohol, in hesitance of an attractor facilitator for more capacity for alcohol, which is in play, is not a major contributor of energy during exercise, but it does provide him now with additional calories which are then stored and used as fuel back up for release. This high rate energy release facility speeds up substantially modulating optimizing activities, be it walking, running, sports or all kinds of interfacing physical engagements. Thus ; this means that sometimes the individual possessing these metabolic improvements can he if wishes, move faster than human eye can see, thus invisible! How will these new abilities affect Baby Jessi?

[ 4.4 ]
Theoretically : We think it is important to note : When you don't know the rules of the game you just stop playing, but this is a biological non cyclical situation, and mathematically a binary operation is commutative, if the changing order of the operands does not change the results, but insertion of physicality relationships here relatively-bio factors basically look the same, but when combinatorially combined, the results may look the same visually, but the inherent internal molecular and subconscious properties, and attributes don't give the same results! Combinatorial analysis head count front subconsciously, is a huge responsibility, which takes a toll on entities around one, with the other, which in turn takes a toll on those in the trenches of top down bio subconsciousness redistributive multiplexed demo, alter ego stellar performancers in their totality! Is it no wonder then : entity one fluxes paused, as secondary alter ego of the entity two [ the other child's mind ] shall present alter ego challenges, in the new body of Baby Jessi, who although looks basically the same, and, who is now, the main one entity receivership owner, of all the combined attributes!

Some things are made to appear invisible, because they don't reflect light, that can be detected by the human eye. Visible light is part of the electromagnetic spectrum, which encompasses all so called known up until your now, frequencies, or such as electromagnetic radiation gives off from an object emitting, or absorption, extends from ranges of low frequencies, used for radio communication, to short-wave wavelength high frequency, gamma radiation capable of covering miles to atom size things and is infinite and fractally continuous!

[ 4.5 ]
Why was it naturism predication to cloak the rainbow colored peoples with rainbow colored skin that don't reflect light, and make it their birth right?
Invisibility is the state of an object that cannot be seen. And said object, whether live or non living, in this state is said to be invisible, the source emitting the light reflects off the surface of the object in question, by light in the visible spectrum from a source reflecting off their surfaces and hitting the viewer's eye, the most natural form of invisibility is an object that neither reflects nor absorbs light that is, it allows light to pass through it. This state is called transparency, and is seen in many naturally occurrances in many materials, although its hard to substantiate a naturally occurring material, that is totally transparent, thus invisible! But, that verifiable sparsity does not preclude their existence!
Visibility also depends on the instruments or eyes of the observer used. The most desired form of camouflage is invisibility, often considered the frequencies of the electromagnetic spectrum such as radio, infrared, ultra violet, etc, but regarding the abilities of or lack of, let us focus here on the human eyes, for a second! Definitely, the human eye has a finite speed at which it can resolve movements of all kinds. The film projector is based on this idea. By showing a series of sequential still images at speeds faster than 1/14 of a second produces the illusion of smooth motion. If You flip through the pages of a book of images, it would seem to animate them!

[ 4.6 ]
The rule was that an object travels more than 500 times it's body length every second, the human eye will render things passing out of the field of vision, thus invisible! But consider to the new merged bodies vision structurality, and the inherent optical abilities of it to calculate, out, how fast the image of the object moves across the retina and correlate that with data about the eye's "refresh rates" as it passes through! Now add complexity you, when considering time x time ten dimensions accidentation, when the person is casually sitting and or standing still or sleeping, but still cannot be detected by the human eye? The souls of The Universe has topical engagement arrangements derangements of how functions, function will be to it's soul, sole prerogative! To follow the unfollowable is desirable!
Admirerable winker, thous be profound deeper, thinker seeker be you! Behold morph not, think lot : Concentrate thee, child of the world into the dark, alone, you must be, answer will come to thee! Door shut Mind open! The confine that binds, will be broken! Before you think, there those who have thunken, late be you!

[ 4.7 ]
Thus eyes: Going beyond that range it substantially fails to detect many things out side its scope of abilities, and that a bullet clearly goes over the 500 x limit, and is invisible to the human eye, again this does not preclude its existence and the impact side effects that one felt, if it impacts you, despite being invisible, to the naked human eye!

Baby Jessi's : His, new eye dynamics, enabling sight enhancements, eyes visually are responsive now to ultraviolet light, and its sensory cells each of which have different sensitivities to the various parts of the color spectrum, are particularly sensitive to UV light. These cells have a secondary and unique photopigment that reacts to the light in the UV range (300 to 400 nm), which benefits will be stunning!
Facilitating, not just vision improvement but, other body recursively contributions endowments, facilitating the ability to replicate a bio-mental-logical structures multiplied, and effective fabrication path that follows exhibitional natural proclivities, then redistribute nuanced abilities enhancement modification bio-ly measured, this combined with other physicality upgrades to the core body ecosystems with its physical properties! Luckily anticipated bacteria contribute also, with each bacteria capable of few mental wired instinct activity, reflecting and highlighting also, their limited subconsciousness with which do play a role in the cosmic thought totality of the being, they are inhabiting in their digestive and bowel tracks. These beings, benefit from their bacterial form beings, that contracts and manage themselves and the lead risk, nutritional volatility challenges, and prolong long range sustainability factors!

Including new additional acquisition of bacterial functionality, beneficially performing digestive complicated purification transactions, that plays a role in the hibernational body stasis, and exoskeleton emergence in emergencies! This plus, advanced displays of upgraded units incorporating importantly other participants : distances via multiple nuances senses attractors developing, such as nasal, visual, audio, reproductively, kinetically, compound statistical brain model, interfacial laterally assigning bio-molecules! And, then, charging, them not just at the cell levels! Cells, which is too large to discuss on the quantum level, but nevertheless discussable, when in the context ; also scaled down nano vectors descendant, all the way down to sensitive area recently defined as the quantum rings, that show unique electronic, magnetic and optical properties, with unique properties, facilitating them as an attractive adaptation for internal, external use, in various mental applications : such as magnetic memory used in systems for quantum computers brain adaptations.

[ 4.8 ]
However, these nuances and their Capacity utilization in a controlled fashion, would not be easy! And one could easily say, the new components in Baby Jessi's head were harvesting discerning betas mode variants, laden with circuits processing true, but in need of debugging! Nevertheless, ready or not, Baby Jessi was a new boy! He was now, " Power man boy!" And the first thing Baby Jessi tried to do and say was," I am going to try to see the invisible people." So, he concentrated and something in hue see structure, modulated splitting divisorially and sub nugget octagalizing it's his internal optics and suddenly he was able to see the invisible people, but now they were no longer invisible to him. He took the wing chip, he was using to see them originally, and put it away in his askaty bag, for safe keeping. For now to see them he didn't need it any longer!

[ 4.9 ]
What had occurred was when the two bodies Baby Jessi and the other invisible child's body had merged together, it was both a physical and contextual mental agglomeration plus subconscious mergerment, being that his intellectual arc of Fophism'octians were advanced, and so knowledgeable : that one of their children was mentally more smarted then the adult human male knowledge wise! So, dealing with Baby Jessi, now, it was like dealing with an adult man! So Baby Jessi, had now a adult brain in a child's body. He also had super strength and flying capabilities too! The ironic factor was he hadn't a clue, and hadn't caught on to this yet and still didn't know what to do, and true to himself honestly, was still acting like a child, but this mental status, would so change eventually, and he would discover these new powers, by trial and error, interestingly! In affect he was indeed," A Power Man Boy!" and didn't know it!

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At some point in the future when, if and when he gets angry, he will find amongst his list of special abilities, is the power to throw thunder bolts from his finger tips, another miraculous mergerment of the thunder event, that initialized these gamma ray forces chemical mutations in him biologically!

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The Fophism'octians were lovers of fenugreek, and consumed the special herb plant with their meals all the time! Since ancient times, and they took it internally as a remedy for gastrointestinal and respiratory ills and externally to treat wounds, skin irritation and pain. Since their skin was alway changing and had many excretional processes when they morphed in to stone. They like to eat fenugreek either whole and chew them like peanuts or ground up and mixed into a big puffy breads know as wodeobs! Or, another way they would eat the plant was to soak the seeds in water in fish soups. It was a delicious threat and even in today two million years later, modern world people know of and eat fenugreek! It is much sought after!
Of course Baby Jessi, was back in that world like a true baby child, he was totally clue less. To give you an idea of the depth of his ignorance about things, you would have to compare Baby Jessi, to a baby fish. If you were a baby fish and emerged out of egg and had no mother around, just as in the situation like Baby Jessi, who has no mother now, around at his side to guide him. How would you know you were a fish? How would you know what fish do? How do you learn to swim? How do fish learn to swim?
Interesting how mother nature plays her games! There indeed are differences between our brains and those of fish, in so far as learning basic motor skills. If we are a baby fish, constraining our scope of understanding is the fact that we have no prior knowledge to know how to swim. Neither boy or fish know how to swim at birth. They have to learn. The fish doesn't have to learn, but relies on what it inherits in its hardwire activity code functionality expressions, in his code, that automatically tells him, he should shake his appendages, and that would result in propulsion through the water, up, down, forward!
The fish doesn't have to worry about the problem of learning how to breathe, because that is involuntary, just like in the boy, he doesn't have to learn to breathe either, so to live they will do involuntarily. But, now comes hard wired dependence of inherited genomic code fallout distributing free data based knowledge facilitators, to designate, likes and dislikes preferences, regarding what food the fish should eat for the fish, what food to eat for the boy as a human, what actions, what friends to take and what places to go to, all these both mental, biological proclivities automatically kick in.
But happens when you are a mutant? Baby Jessi is a mutant!
But, baby Jessi has a problem. He, has inherited not just his own natural hardwire code human behaviors spectrum. But, now with the thunder event fusion molecularly plus the fusion of the invisible boys, advanced biology and mentality and recourses, there is the hidden factor. OH OH! The alter ego of the invisible boys mentality?
Baby Jessi, will he on accessing the other child memory data base, and the conflicting stewardship of the foreign emergent emotionality and obtuse subconsciousnesses, get Baby Jessi confused to the point of going insane?

You never know how good you have it till you lose it!

He is still conflicted about going into the fractal dimensions, but does bravely go where no man has gone before!

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So it was a nice sunny day, the clouds went away, in the land called Muzmucjoo'o'ka, where the the rainbow people lived. Things were nice, and Baby Jessi was nice and happy, he had gotten out of the nose. And he was happy to be in this different place, and finally be able to see the rainbow folks, with his own eyes, not using the fly wings as special glasses anymore! And, he hoped, he would meet nice, very young people here, in this new land. But, he couldn't help himself! He had hatred now, of all old people, and wanted to hurt them badly, because they always waound up hurting him, telling him what to do, or wanting to beat or kill him! To him, old people were bad and one day he would tell his Mommy!
He was some distance away from rainbow people, and was sitting under a big bushy tree in the cool shadows! He felt safe at last, so, he took a moment to pull out his diary from his askaty bag, and update his chronicles about his journey. He had a lot to write about!

The fractal forums, the possibilities are infinite!

The Scary Jesse Chronicles

Chapter 7

So, there came a day, when the Blue Medicine man made ready to make the journey, to go to see the tribes high fractal priest Oracle, Tuzhunka, to ask her help, to let him know if Baby Jessi was dead inside the beast? For he knew in his heart, that the trap he set for him worked. He had seen him in the water with his own two eyes, being sucked into the monster alive! But, something in the Jungle of Dooms winds, was telling him the boy was still alive! How could this be? How? He did not understand. And he wasn't sleeping well, and felt concerned, but didn't know why? In the blue medicines mind, there were, he imagined loose strange ideas, and a lot of dark bad emotional capabilities that he was unable to express. But, he felt sure it would become a lot harder for him, if he didn't come to see the Tuzhunka, and seek out the facts that rule the hidden aspects of the world of the beyond! The blue medicine man, needed to get a better understanding of his minds opposing individual's emotions! He was often extremely adept logically, and very precise, and although his medicine and black magic was powerful, he was conflicted! The penalty of the error of not asking for her help, might mean the end of his survivability? What he wanted to know was, what really was his inner minds thinking, about what the external body language of the jungle environment was telling him about everything. He felt a disturbance in the force, that was changing his heart and soul-frequencies, and although he could not understand it.

He felt challenged!

He dreamt he saw the boy alive, alive and flying at top lighting bolts! How can a baby who is dead be alive?

The question burned into his soul. Burned in to his soul. Burned deep! He must find the answer! Only Tuzhunka knows! He was worried, very worried, knowing that a child, a mere boy, whose magic enabled him to create," haghag," might be able to make dead men walk, and create an army! An army of the dead, fled high these thoughts from the sky into his minds eye, and into the Blue Medicines mans head.
Words tell of a coming. Gotten and passed down from the ancient ones, through ancestors gone, the words of the elders, blessed be their heart, souls, spirit minds, for all time, "O O Ohyoooa sha bee um tuchungumaba vat ris vucka !" Traditions, long through generations, told of an small odd creature, who would come and undo the Voodoo in the Jungles of Doom? Could this be it? This child, if alive? Thus, anchored, this preoccupation, thought grew raw, was it the fear of the child he saw? Powerful was he? No, not nearly. Powerful as the Blue Medicine man, no, can't be? But, thought, the Medicine Hunkamarhat, his fears, was based in losing face, without a trace, with his king! King Hailscary of wild wilderness, and his stature, as magic man, being replace by a baby disgraced, felt he, jealousy ate his face-hearty, his worry was being shoved to the sidelines, of the tribe, being over taken by the tribes adoration of the child, who made Haghag. As mighty was his Black Magic was, he only had hatred for the child's competition, if he still was alive, his decision : kill the baby. Kill the baby for sure dead, cutting off Baby Jessi head? Nothing less would do! Nothing!

Nort worth more score, occupied his thought galore, only he must be certain the child is dead, he said! So obsessed vexed, he gathered his men, "The Minds of Doom Goers, " and other fellow sorcerers, and a hundred warriors, and they prepared for a looming treacherous journey, to the bad lands, in the center of which was the holy cemetery, home of the Oracle of the three eyes! He ordered, " Shumalas water Buffalo beast," the size of houses , and upon their backs they packed supplies, dried foods and carried water proof, "hotaci intestinal bags," of water and tributes, and two little girls as sacrifices, to give to appease the Tuzhunka! Once prepared, they bad farewell to their families, and they went secretly slipping out of the confines of the tribe dwellings, out into the night into the Jungle of Doom! And by day break, they had made their way north, and prepared to cross into the land of," The Northern Dry-thirsts," ruled by The Buki'cu-Buonians, a blood thirsty wild bunch of vampire desert tribesmen, that make this land their home, to which they attack all intruders.
The men knew they were being watched, for the desert, when one puts his foot on the dry white shifting sands dunes, a foot print is left there, for all eyes to see. The caravan proceeded cautiously, spears one in each hand at the ready. They saw what looked a shoal of big trees, and went there, to rest before continuing on. The spot had a little spring, with some damp spots, appearing to be watering holes. Some of the men washed the sweat from their bodies, and taking a break, engaged in entertaining themselves, joking, telling tales, and singing songs of doom, and wishing harm on the little child's Baby Jessi's, memory! Just as a black crow flew over being, chased by a vulture the size of a airplane, there came tremors in the sands, underneath them, and here and there, hidden in the sands popped out heads! It was the vampires, they knew the men would go to the watering hole, and laid in wait for them, hiding burying themselves up in the sands, to pop out later, at the right time! And, they pushed aside the sands on them, and ran yelling, and screaming chants of death, and had, small brown notched wooden, sharp pointed spears, with bleached out white little," baby skulls," on them! A fierce horrifying battle ensued, as they charged, some engaged in sticking the spears manually into their adversaries bodies, while others tossed, and threw it into the eyes of the on-comers, while still others wrestled with the creatures, but the attackers were no match for the trained warriors of the Blue Medicine man, Hunkamarhat, who had blessed them with the aroma of, " nufo," to give them magical speeds, so that their arms would move swift and kill quickly!
Suddenly, a purple colored longhaired vampire creature, seven feet tall, or more, roared as he charged! Raahhh rahhhha! ROORa Raahhh rahhhha! Raahhh rahhhha! He was, big, big, like a corsetglla beast, with long purple hairy arms, that could reach several feet in front of him! He ran fast, agile like nasty, killer, black cat, and came charging, jumping up and down, his big lipped purple bulldog head, with his mouth open, and one could easily make out, he had more sharp white pointy teeth in it, than his mouth could hold! And he jumpped up on to one of the warriors, and was just about to bite the warriors head clean off his neck, when suddenly, POW! A SHARP SPEAR, Piercing his head on the left, flew in his left ear! Pow! Blood spattering, spurting out, like a sewer lines filthy mind! Red guts stuff rough, all splashing out of his head! His eyes, got big, instantly turning from white to red! One at once, could see in the brite sunlight, his blood spraying out of his ear with the spear stuck in there! The blood, quickly dripping down, to the ground! He raise his twisted ugly head, trying to pull the dam spear out, and he still had his mighty mouth open, and screamed, " Yoaaaiiiiheis , yoaaaiiiiheis." When, just then, "POWTHUBKET," came the sound hitting him in head, as he again received another blow to his head, as one more spear jabbed into his skull, through in his right ear this time! Now, he had two spears sticking out of either side of his skull, and he screamed bloody murder, ran around in a tight circle, trying his darnest to pull the spears out, then, suddenly, he tumbled over face forward and fell down into the sands dead! The red liquid blood, rushed out of his head, and as quickly as it came out it, it was absorbed up into the dry white sands of the hot desert, which was thirsty for it! The fight was vicious, and two men got their blood sucked out of them and died, but the other warriors, they manage to beat back the attacking creatures, who retreated back under the sands!

The safari, continued, and by after noon, they had reached, " Tusmobica," land of, " Fu Fu Bu, "
Now it is known, that the known is sometimes unknown, depending on the time. Here in these lands, strange occurrences, had happened. And although the lands was rich in vegetation, it was poisoned by its keeper! The master, Fu Fu Bu, who wore A deceitful disguise to hide his real self! To see him you see his disguise that made him look attractive! and he could look younger when he wanted to, under the sun, he sat on the ground with his legs folded and his hands resting on his two knees, like as if he were in a prayer mode or a meditative trance! He was chinese, a race of prestige, which at that time had invented a secret magic drug of the mind, that allowed a select few in of the elite upper classes to do experiments on the lower classes. One such lower class man, was him, the Master, who had come! He calmly sat meditating, quiet, still like black bat made of stone, for neither an eyelash did he move! Using his minds bat like resonance detector, to sees all things around him. So, he knew in advance, the safari was headed his way, that day!
Strange, one could see in his white robes the shapes of the clouds in the sky, were moving on it! How the clouds could be moving on his shirt, no one knew, but his shirt was so clean, there was not one spec of dirt! Often, people who hearts are filthy, on the inside, pretend by wearing spotless clothes on the outside, to be pure and to give that first impression, to fool and conquer the unsuspecting! His skin was not brown but tinted yellow white, and he ate white rice, with every bite. His eyes was nice and beautiful and brite like stars. Upon his charming well handsome head, was his black long straight hair, which was thick, like heavy wirer, that no knife could cut! His hair reached the ground it was so long, and spread around him, almost resembling the fractal roots of a tree, like web was he. And a black belt, around his waist wore he, and a strange shiny metal sharp weapon that he had, which came from space, a place not of this time, laid before him horizontally at his knees, to do with, what he pleased. For this man was a time traverser, or, " FU FU BU!"

Now, the Blue Medicine man, knew here, he would have to go personally, he could not send a missionary, to talk, for this man whose magic was powerful, his, " Maniac to-ho-co," magic was famous, and was bad. And in battles of, " The path," it takes a bad pather to fight a bad pather!

The scene took place in the open, under a beautiful setting sun in the sky, below which was an a garden overflowing with flowers, big petaled flowers, surrounding a beautiful, green, lush garden area, with blue colored stones on the grounds of the grass! The rocks were placed mathematically apart, every seven feet, in lines of a cycle, in the center of which a man, called," The Landlord of Above-below," sat waiting! His slave was, a small little girl head, who was Chinese, happy and did what she pleased, and cute as can be, but all you could see, of her was her head. No neck, body had she! She had beautiful black shiny hair adorned with large racy ornamental hair-pins of silver and gold, each one had a large shape at its end, that formed a symbol, some of the symbols, were symbols of good. Some in her hair were omens, of turbulence and uncertainty. She wore white makeup on her pretty little face and had the reddish of lips, cute, cute she, as a button as can be! Beautiful like a goddess filagree, she floated out of a flower like a bee, slowly out of a strange eternity, out of the garden, and flew over to where the men where camped, and said, "Hello, my name is Quo jello! You what want you?" Hello, Quo jello, pleased to meet you, spoke Bushnhaa, the friend of the Blue Medicine man, hunkamarhat! We come seeking no harm to you, Quo Jello, or your Magical Master, the landlord of Above-below, we wish only to pass through your land. We want to visit, The Oracle Tuzhunka. Speak to him! We ask humbly, only permission to pass, through here, without stopping, or disturbing nothing, or no one! Please asked, Bushnhaa, softly, and bowing his head to the little head. The pretty chinese girl, head bowed and turned away with a smile, and slowly floated three or four inches above the short green manicured grass, saying, " Way wait, you here, please! Will return me shortly, indeed please!"
And, she floated in the direction of," the Landlord of Above-below, the Fu Fu Bu," himself, who was sitting emotionless, some far distance away, plain as day, observing all, quietly. She arrived and conferred with the landlord of above-below, in secret conversation, and returned back to them promptly, as she promised. She floated close to them some eight feet away, bowed her little floating head, and closing her little eyes, said, sadly must report, the Landlord of Above-below said no! No, and you must go! We will count to one thousand, said he. He will count to one thousand, no more! And, if by then, and your time is up, and you are still here, you never will leave here alive! So sorry, goodbye! She said.
Wait, Hooomba shtimaaarah hyarazira czatechooomra whop srhachirarommm, said Bushnhaa, in the tongue talk of deep black magic speak, that cracks of blood! And as he spoke the air awoke, and he said, tell him again we are his friend, we must go through, go please, Quo Jello! But, Quo Jello, did not, paid him no mind , but lowly turned her head once, counting the seconds away, two, three, four, five . . . . Now, The warriors were now fidgety, anxious to kill him, for he was insulting their honor! The resulting impacts, intersect, The Blue Medicines man pride, and he in no way, would permit himself to be publicly vilified. And he asked, how can one, stand the might of one hundred or more men, with the power of the medicine men amongst them, to? But, this was not the outcome Hunkamarhat wanted. He did not want a confrontation! But, it was unavoidable! He and his men would not retreat in shame. So, he, dismounted the water buffalo, and walked across the yard, and approached the man personally, and said, dead you will be, if you block us on our mission, missionary. And the Landlord from above-below replied without blinking or looking at him or opening his mouth, I will not block you, I will kill you, for you are on my land. My land is in my private mind space, this land space dwelling is in my head, which holds my mind! Is in my mind the place you think you can intrude, bringing your smells, your sand from the desert hells, in here, where I am aware. Get out of my mind, don't be foolish you still have time! But, the Blue Medicine man, stood standing looking down at the man seated on the ground in front of him, and said, I need to cross, otherwise I will have make a long detour around your territory, would take much time, Time, your time is getting shorter foolish one. Why waste it! I waste what I wish, and what wish is you to be gone, or allow us to pass peacefully. The decision is yours when the girl finishes countering, it will your time to decide! We will not go anywhere, but wait till the girl is finished and when she has reached one thousand, then we will cross your land by force if need be, and send back you into eternity, he said turning and walking back to his men!

What did the strange foreigner, say, asked Bushnhaa. Nothing, nothing that I didn't expect! I did not expect a good answer, in our favor, said the Blue Medicine man, angry, breathy heavily! He looked at his friend Bushnhaa, directly in his two eyes, and said the man, he said," go away, or he will kill us , " ha, ha, ha! Apparently he foolishly thinks we are mere men. But you and I, walk with the power of the underworld. He will regret his words, and will feel our might! We move soon, and we will pass through by force, tell the men to be ready, by when, the girls head revolves for the thousand'th time, it will be time to charge!

[ 2 ]

And so that day, in a land far way, war was in play!
What is it about the emotions? Emotions cannot to touched, you cannot see them, could you? You could see how it reflects of the faces of men and women, but it is not an object you can hold in your hand.
It is like so many things men die for, is all in ones head. Regardless if you wind up dead because of it! Here we have a man, who through failure to resist the temptations of jealousy, engulfs himself in the jealousies green ink, the fantasy of believing he alone is above all else, a green velour dress of jealousy, against Baby Jessi, will down him, threaten his demise, inadvertently fetched by himself, the Blue Medicine man did, by trespassing on a time travelers id, opens a gate, that just might zeal his fate, for who knows who between the two powers, who will win? People are noisy about gossip, suspicions confessions, attract attentions, but, to be humble as a quality goes unappreciated, Un-noticed by men and women! there is something about fighting and war, for all the wrong reasons, revelations elaborate heightening the excitement of confrontations, but why, is it like this? Is it a farcety played out in the core central being of humanity, to be inhuman, to fellow humanity, ponders the minds of both opposing men! Knowing it is wrong, yet they do it anyway?

Questions to be answered by the Oracle, no doubt someday? In the mean time he meditates away, thinking.

Is the human race a nutcase, apoplectic lover, specter of a poor informed god? He sat meditating waiting, disturbing no one, till into land came man, thinking to himself these questions, he found intriguingly stupefying his sensibilities! If right and wrong, but nevertheless, defend his best, he would destroy the disturbers of his calm. For he thought, The Fractal Law warning is truth : Beware of the disturber of your calm, he come'ith unexpectedly expectedly, to disturb your calm, pay him no heed less he threatens your seed, then and only then, destroy him who violates you!

Such passion crossed his mind in time, wondering with his eyes closed meditating in control. He didn't fling evil or beckon its coming, was coming it as an inevitability? Engrossed since the beginning of time, as a thing, meshed in the working prerogative, indulged in by man to man? Now thought he, deeply, isn't it a shame, so far has he traveled, throughout time, only to come to understand and learn that what ever the time, man does crime after crime anytime upon his fellow man. He showed no emotion, as the countdown continued. He bided his time. For he felt these experiences through time, was more than justification for his own evil crimes!

But where from comes, and who is the FU FU BU? He calls himself the Landlord of the Above below, but who is he really? Was he nice man ? Hardly, paradoxically he was the opposite! He wore a false disguise to fool you! See if you you if see me can do, laughed he? ha, ha, ha! Has he demolished, one reality to substitute it for another in his mind in time!
His real name is Xang Chang Tung tung, was tall muscular. But you would know it from the disguise he wore. He was really a mean looking man with bald head, and a dense black bushy beard, and mustache, and his eyes stark and all staring into you, cutting you in halves! His ears, looked slightly pointy with a slight curve to them, as if he could hear, more than you could ever be able too! Almost animal like! He wore a gold zhetababer earring encrusted with a diamond in his right ear, and had a scar down his left side of his neck! When he talked, you could easily tell that his teeth were extra large, and the corner ones slightly vampire pointy. He was massive and strong looking, intimidating! And he was born into a very poor Chinese family. But, although, his humble good parents, offered a good up-bringing to him, and did their very best to teach right from wrong, it was all for nort! For he was destined to shame his poor parents, his school and his town, for it soon was obvious he had an evil streak in him, and he committed the atrocity of massacring hundreds of children, for this, he was committed to an insane asylum for life.
He definitely was a warped threat to society, and in his heart, held malice, and loathing for his fellow man! His was a disturbed mind, with an unexplainable inborn genetic hatred, compounded with a belligerent uncontrollable temper, a temper so vile, he kills!
In a daily walk in the woods before they put him away, he would pull the legs off frogs, and the tails off cats, and gouge eyes, out of the head of dogs! He'd eat butterflies that flew to close! Blood is the thing he loved most! In the asylum, during his stay in confinement, because of his wildness, he got attacked by other inmates, and suffered a traumatic brain injury, and wound up in a coma, where the doctors experimented on him, injecting with Sebizhakithol 190, and other Nuero inhibitors! Because he was in a coma, they could know, that it and other combinations of experimental drugs, had miraculous effects, not to cure as they wish, but stunning mind affects, side affects garnering him with special insights and enabling him to transverse time mentally!
The doctors experimented with him with different drugs, his coma grew worse, and he was thought to brain lost, but he was somewhere, out side but outside inside his mind in space-time!

And somehow his mentality, slipped into an out of body experience! Criss-crossing over the borders, of undefined time x times ten dimensional accidentation, where now, we witness him, see him, in another space, another time, and find him playing mind games with his dream life, and these people, these natives backward people, of the Jungle of Doom! Somehow they have entered his mind space, and interfered into his mind, for which he promises to punish them. He plans a harsh reprisal, against The blue Medicine mans people, which will be in character with the mean, dangerous person, that he really is! What will happen , who knows? Who knows? When men of magic, are confronted with a man of warped evil surreality enrapt in mind altered states of mind power! Do you hear, do you, hear strange sounds? Rugs, on the mind grounds, tremble in life knifes harvest darkness, forever weather, gloom bound, hugged tight, from by Jungles of Doom! Can we get a winner! Sinner? Oh, yes, yes! This confrontation will have no salvation! None! Oh, hide your , eyes for he who has a weak stomach, should not look! But close the book, close the book and walk away, as the little girls head goes counting away ! 986 . . 987 . . 988 . . 989 . .

He ponders, confused and disturbed, unstable, as he recalls, he was in a coma somewhere in some time, in some year! And on top of that, he acknowledged, he is in an altered life, that has become twisted, so very twisted! He soul searches, and ponders about his participation, in this out of body experience! And he believes in his inter-time mind space wall travels, he is trapped there permanently! The feeling he gets are in a dire straight, and is overcoming all of him mentally! But he welcomes the delusion of grandeur of this dreaming, because he feels here, in here, in this place in his mind, he is powerful! He feels what he had missed in his real existence, which was respect, power and freedom, to be! Here in his imagination he has chosen to live as the powerful Fu FU BU! The Landlord of Above and below!

Daring himself, to do evil and strangely in character for him, he finds that he is learning to savor, and enjoy it here, where he raised the bar on murder to an art form! The sense of power is corrupting him! It's overwhelming him! Now, its too much! It's getting to the point, that in this place, in this space in his mind, he is at, he thinks by just closing his thoughts, and merely wishing, he can manipulate reality, using his imagination! He doesn't understand why, but it seems to work! He doing just that manipulating life with the power of his mind! What ever he thinks, actually happens. Amazing! He can destroy adversaries, and make new adversaries, because to him, he is inside a game! He plays the game using his minds powers, todo anything he wishes to! His imagination, says that the land is has visited in his mind, is his! He conjures up, mischievous deeds to actuate and destroy the reality of the Blue medicine man, who he believes is just a figment of his imagination, in a dream virtual world, and the Blue Medicine man is not real, and if he is, he will soon be dead!

Everybody is in the game too, trapped inside too! But, this game somehow, has translated it self in an altered state reality in another time and place! But, he doesn't understand that, it is really happening, just that it is really happening, but in another time! It is the game of life played, out inside, his head, whether or not he is asleep, and experiencing an out of body experience, out of the range of normal thought. It matters to him not! Its out side his understanding. The minds secrets, the last and first dark frontiers do what they wish, how and when they wish, irregardless of human understanding.
He doesn't know he is dreaming, and while in his dream he has powers to twist and stretch surrealities reality, he can do anything anyway he wants!
His mind, is his mind! Empowered through the use of drugs! It is nevertheless, intersecting all times, irrespective of whether it is forward time, or backward projection times. And his awfully dangerous mind mentally, is encapsulated inside a mind thought bubble wall disc, floating randomly through out time!

To tranquilize himself, he seeks to relax and be calm!
Calm and a peace, to meditate without haste! When he first smelled and saw raw, pleasantness of this time slot, forgot everything he did and landed here, thinking it be a Shangri-La! No prisons, no guards chaining him to walls beating him, no degrading, no imposing their laws on him. Here he makes his own laws!

With the weariness in his mind of constant bickering of his fellow men, he thought he had escaped to peace! He sought refuge away out of his time, to come here! He squeezed the time, wheezing it, nudging it gently to accommodate, infiltrate his mind gap, wanting only to sit and fondle gently his synapse, and contemplate here, in this land, he confiscated calling it his own, defending it, with his minds powers! But this dream saga, should last for eternity, but alast, it would not be! Categorical phenomenology, demands it seems, there is no peace here! Peace is mans illusion! Subsequently he prepares his mind for the eventuality of the coming conflict. It is not for one, nor for other, to attempt to measure reactions, with or without satisfaction, in the minds of men, which turmoils emphasis is to destabilize their desired illusion prize of peace! For there is none! The consequence of perceived argumentative energy, deduced from the basic interactions with ones fellow specie with another, cause in it self friction thus conflict! Thus war? To resolve a conflict, theoretically : one would postulate, and say simple things this like this, in a way to diffuse a situation, for example, we respectfully agree to disagree, but it unfortunately might sound good, but alast few times does it work in real time up to date time reality!
But, rather renders interactive personality disturbances in experiencing life in time, thus war! The consequence is flowing back in the stream of time, comparable to streams, where fish swim freely backwards! The Fu Fu BU, landlord of above-below, time traveler, will he return to his time, finding that peace is a farce and only wishing revenge there, or will he stay here, and forfeit the lives of these men confronting him, dismiss them with abandon, and continue his meditations or make war in this time too? Konstruktive-genetic Betrachtung?

Later as the hour approaches he hears sounds, and wonders what these fleas are thinking! 996 . .997 . .

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Surprise him!
The magic blue medicine man, Hunkamarhat. He has the where with all to do just that!

The moment of death comes and the Followers of Hunkamarhat, the Blue medicine mans men, begin to chant the junction of death songs, to invoke upon them power from zikeksi underworld : the reality malitity succombs and dark Pathers spit to unleash the wrought forces of Nortocons!
The Blue Medicine man sees it's a forgone conclusion, he must curse the worse, and bring forth the bad! Saying, "Porking cooked perspicuously, his sadness, based in madness, ready for the challenge speak I" and he raised his up his arms, and waves his hands as if he was waving to some body up in the sky to notice him, and joined in the haunting chants :
Dark Gods . . . Dark Gods . . . Dark Gods . . .Dark Gods . . .Dark Gods . . .Dark Gods . . . darks dark lark . . . hark . . . . Vork, nor sunba, hat nokbapahim, do vail foonzvos, Zimba Vork . .Zimba Vork . .Zimba Vork . .Zimba Vork . . Vorkimba tuba hez sumicvs digada slo yeh yeh so so so os os os korV abmiZ . . . doom doomba . . korV abmiZ . . . doom doomba . .korV abmiZ . . . doom doomba . . and all sudden the girls head said 1000 and all of sudden, a huge explosion in minds of men, as the little chinese girls pretty floating head, her head opened up its mouth, and a tongue sticks out. But, this tongue is like no other brother, for it was a sword that was short at first, but then grew, longer, longer and longer! It gets bigger and sharper than a crazar razor, then when, when we see that, the other rocks come alive too, that were in the garden too, that were placed and even seven feet apart, they too turn into little chinese girls head, pretty as can be too, and open their mouths, out comes the knife tongues, and all together, in unison, the girls heads swing around, and around, rotating faster, and faster, slicing all whom are standing on the ground, like a lawn mower, the warriors got caught off guard, and are shocked, as they see their brothers legs get hack off at the angles, sliced, diced, like salami! What, blood splashes out, the big beast buffalo too, that were carrying the provisions, suddenly tumble over, their angles cut off, with no feet, fall on the grass suffering, the cut of death! The warriors quickly seize the opportunity to save themselves by jumping on to beast's big body! There were seventeen of them, so many warriors were able to save their lives and jumped onto them, desperately trying to save themselves from the rotating knifes, spinning ever faster! Now, the magicians of the Jungle, The Blue Medicine mans friend, Bushnhaa, used the black magic, to levitate him self and escape the slicing knives, and, The Blue Medicine man saw then, the power of the, FU Fu BU, and was taken aback, for never in his life, had he seen this before, it was pure gore! Not to be out done, he conjured up, then liquidity volatility, of," bloacl backa junctions function," and raised his arms up, to the sky, and brought forth his vengeance first :

He said, . . dead aromas samora lliw etautca gnirb pu yllauqe eht ssik fo htaed hated on no you uoy BU FU FU, and then the dark pathers burst from the air seen disciplines, and what once was wasn't anymore!

Then, he hypnotized the world around this places vicinity, the world inside the realms vicinity, of his outer minds, convincing them in time in kind, convoluting unresolved its thoughts stations, waiting tis of life strife, fraught at once, the mighty forces in a bunch, hidden right under your noses rose up visually like death thorned roses, in our unholy skies-above, they did, they did! Responded they did, like waves slaves, to the black powers from above and below, of the Sicvacka's minds dimensions, in the magi fractalic blow out realms of sin!
We observe, the Voodoo Pather, he himself, he the blue skin one, begins to glow, as flowing out from him, we sense the powers weighing in O, the air thickens, the winds blows, the border of reality shook as we knew it, the impossible happens, even though, even though, it is impossible, darkness comes in the day time, like a crime, as he comes joining in the fray, as we see his face grow in anger this way, this way, this day black, racked with sin, as he waves his arms in the air, clenching his hands like a lion in viciousness there, and throws out electrical nasties forces down at the, FU FU BU, seated calmly on the ground! Cara rowwwwwwiiiiiiiioiooooooooio smack! Fires pack lights to the ground around him, but ducked Fu Fu Bu did escaping it! Laughing HA, HA, HA ! He smirking, lurking, he walks without walking, zooms up in the air to confront him, The blue Medicine man there! "Boom cracka toa, " boom sounds rock, the night as they fight, fight in the night, then in the next second disappeared then, " Boomm cracka toa," another big orange flash in the sky sounding like the biggest fire cracker ever, ever to confront you eye! Then a few yards away from that one. " Boom boomm cracka toa," another big one rocks the heavens, shaking the ear drums, of both man and beast! Then on the ground, the Blue Medicine man, walks out of nowhere, whispers to his men, "Come we must run while we can, and cross the territory to go to Oracle!" But how, great one, How can, can you be in two places at once, up in the sky and down here with us, mighty one? asked his disciple. It's the old Jungle of Doom, three coconut trick, ha , ha, ha ! THE FU FU BU, he see three coconots, right? but which one am in? HA, HA, HA! He's fighting my ghost's double, its a magical illusion he is battling, not me, but he will wise up, hurry we must run, before he catches on! Come all! Come, listen up, brave warriors! We are moving, he said and with a wave of magical hand he stopped, in their tracks the rotating girls heads, come he encouraged all of them, and the warriors ran hopping over the heads of the little girls who looked on stupefied and scared, as the warriors safari, disappeared safely over the horizon!

Now, hours later the sky looked normal, and blue night cleared moon light fared, and it was then, they passed secretly down in the valley, and slowly made there way under, the bridge of no return! They delivered tribute to, " The Goddess Everyellowmoor," keeper of the Sun of Burns! And, after a long travel, at long last they arrived, and came to the Holy Cemetery of Wassdhimpanga'ho! And dug up Tuzhunka!

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The drummers sat down and began chanting : Igkakoc -Igkakoc-Igkakoc woona -Igkakoc-Igkakoc-Igkakoc woona. Igkakoc sang he, and the blue medicine waves powers green yellowish dust of the tree of life, onto the white sun dried out skull and bobo bones of Tuzhunka, and fell to his knees, dropping his head to the ground reflecting in deep respect and in deep prayer! The sounds of the drums beat rose in volume then went silent. But the chanting continued passionately : Igkakoc -Igkakoc-Igkakoc woona -Igkakoc-Igkakoc-Igkakoc woona. slowly, he sensed the earth begin to tremble, the sky flipped to night, dark light ripped and a thunder crack shook the heaven, as the great Tuzhunka resurrected. Crack, a bolt of lightening shot down from the heavens to the ground into the skulls eye sockets of The Tuzhunka, a giant puff of white foggy smoke blocked out everything, and when the smoked cleared, a beautiful woman came out walking, smiling, and greeting The Blue Medicine man. She would signal to him to relax and be calm by nodding her head, and she spend time with him, and he be sometimes kneeling and sometime sitting looking at her as she speaks. She would walk slowly around and around telling him things only an oracle would know, but first, when hey met, she greeted him :

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Medicine Hunkamarhat! Good of you to visit me again, Medicine Hunkamarhat, Its been a good long while, how are you and your family, my sun son? The blue medicine man Hunkamarhat, rose bowing his head several times before the wise Oracle, and crossed his arms placing the palms of his hands on his shoulders, in a sign of deep respect, and looked at her, and replied, yes, great One, Tuzhunka, it has been a while. But I am here now, here and respectfully in need of your vision. As tribute, I humble beg you, to accept me bringing two slave girls, to accompany you in the here after. To walk with, and be house keepers for you in the underworld. I hope you will be pleased, Great One, and find them worthy, Great one!

Thank you, gracious of you to be so thoughtful Medicine man Hunkamarhat., I truly appreciate that, she said glancing at the children smiling kindly, opening her arms up to them.

And she said to them, Hi, there little ones, cherry pies in the sky, you are so cute, come to me little ones come, I won't hurt you, she said, but the children were greatly frightened of her, and began to cry and screamed and tried to pull away from their guards! But, she waved her hands, saying, be calm, little treats, its Ok! Why don't just relax! Look she said, pointing in the air behind her, why don't you go play with the other children, she said, as she waved the back of her hand again, she wiped away a veil, opening a pathway, making appear a pretty enticing playground full of happy children playing, and the two little girls, felt much better, and timidly began walking in and were quiet at last!

Children are such a blessing, thank you so much, blue medicine man, Hunkamarhat. Thank you again, so much! So much is given, much you seek, speak to me medicine man Hunkamarhat? Thank you great one, said the Blue Medicine man looking down, not daring to look her in the eyes! Great Tuzhunka, I come with a troubled heart. Ancient elders of historiographers record in stone, and verbally, from one generation to the next! Tradition tells of a little creature, who comes, to undo the path of the Jungle of Doom, along with sacred early oracular statements from Domatuk supreme! Also, to support these truths, the treasured carvings of her symbols at her archaeological site!

And what I want, said the medicine, but then the voice of the Tuzhunka, interrupted him, finishing his sentence, . . . .

What you want to know is, . . . is it he, yes it is he!. And yes, he be alive, as we speak he flies, but he had no malice toward you before!

You disturbed his peace, not he yours! You were the one who tried to have him eaten alive by your magical pet beast!

If you had left him alone, be nothing to worry your bone! For his little heart was not black, and humble be he.

No malice harvest wasn't, but, remembers you he does now, with abundant mockery for your trickery and crockery. Now, he doesn't like old people, and will trust them no more!

To have a chance to kill him, send a child young, to lure him into another trap for fun, perhaps you will be successful, perhaps you will not, make some candies, sweeten them with the a special plant, called," Fenugreek."

He doesn't know it yet, but he will like its taste! Now tell me how do you feel? I feel uneasy, Great one. A question, a question, disturbs me, and I seek an answer. Yes, she interrupted him again.

How can a child, who is dead be alive?

A child is not dead, less the dead, say he is dead, and the dead say he is not dead, but alive ! Why great one? There my sun son, are little things in all us who are born, that live inside of us, and make it possible for us to live.

Power is in them to decide who lives and who dies! Them, so small, You will never see them at all! Small things called Bacteria

or

Hawkhidraocks,

is or as in the future some in sometime will say, the people in the world of Bacterium.

Hawkhidraocks, that eat what you eat inside of you! They are not just one or two, but trillions inside you. Inside you alone, my sun son, they make their home! They are in numbers so great trillions upon trillions live in you and in all us including the Boy, my sun son! Powerless they are not! Supremely simple they are! In their simplicity complexity manifest, but simplicity is the hardest power to fathom because in it' simplicity lies the home frictions electricity vexed. The it of time it is it, and it knows all the writing on the wall!

Number is what they have.

Numbers numbers on the wall, who is the smartest of them all?

Hawkhidocks!

Smart their lot. They are in your gut and your stomach. Their power is in their utility of their energy. The grid of their energy is based in electricity power supreme. They have the power of," Haghag." " Haghag," even when it is not seen it is there. Such is the power of the

Hawkhidocks!

They have so much power, trillions upon trillions of them are in all of us, and when they agree what should and should not be, they change Destiny. They move," The Path," Yes, you heard me right, my sun son! They move," The Path." Because you do not see them, does not mean you should count them out as not being there. Power have they, over, what we do, and what we say!

Hawkhidocks power sways!

Hawkhidrocks, with their minds in kind, know who is, who is not, who amongst us will defy," Fractal Laws Lot!"
Who should die and who should not! Who should die and who should not! Who should die and who should not!

Hawkhidocks power!

Fractals Laws rulers, of the lot!

Fractals Laws rulers, of the lot!

Aggregate demand man can't understand!

In the lot, a lottery was played winner in spades, was chosen frozen alive in times eye down from sky fly he. The boy! He who flies in the skies! The child was given a talent. A talent Great One? Yes, Hunkamarhat, my sun son, a talent! What is this talent of which you speak, Great One? Creativity. Creativity, what is creativity Great One? It is given to you by that which is simple. By that which is complex. By that which is vexed electricity hexed quested! It lets you create a path in the paths gate to escape death. The boys convergence rate fate allowed him to use creativity to escape out of your trap, my sun son! Yes, no way should he be alive, he should be dead, but the dead said he is not, Fractal Law ruler of the lot, said he is not! Creativity broke the lot and he is not.

Hawkhidocks!

And when they decide to defy the Fractal Law of life and death, nothing is left, my sun son! And what is, will not die, Creativity upon it will rely. Creativity is the boys salvation, that is how, can a baby who is dead, be alive!

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I give many secrets to you my sun son! In and out of life everything conceivable exist, doubled headed people live in their world as you in yours, they live on an island just off the coast of the Dalandmolan. When you seek wisdom and need it, speak with them, mention my name, the Oracle said smiling!
Words are funny, great Medicine man Hunkamarhat, my sun son! They were made to describe things. Life, is one thing, death is another. But, both are the same, in so far as they are phases, like seasons : Summer, followed by Winter? You may not see them together, but they are there as one word weather, weather is forever! Weather is it is hot or not, or spring flower mild? Weather you understand weather or not! Seasons live forever! Life and Death are seasons, and are forever too, thats all! You cannot have one without the other. Only superficiality, temporal flesh is what you see. You see its all in your mind you see, its the mind realms of the Divine. Life Death, they happen only to the mesh of flesh. They don't happen to the soul. The soul strays true, does stupidness too, very true, I know this and at some point so will you! But it stays too, with the mind, that does not die in time! Sometimes, the soul of a souls spirit, guides one to survive in life, where one, normally, one would and should die. The child, this child, you speak of, is such a one, you wish him dead, but he has another soul in his head, two, guiding him, thats the only reason he is not dead! It's and his creativity. Thats why he is not dead! Magical guidance in his head, comes to him just like that, thats why he should have died in the belly of your pet, but did not. So, remember, when your paths meet again, and cross, he is, but he is not one, but two, you will have to be smarted than, not one, but two! He breaks mathematical fractal laws true : in the child's case, one and one is one! But normally it is two! You will have to try harder to be better than you! Other wise he will beat you! Ha, ha, ha!

One thing is for certain, certainty, and if you cannot have that, place your trust in your gut feelings and Hawkhidocks! intuition, and the treasures of our ancestors ancient fractal blood wisdoms, embodied in the elders memories, inside of thee! Elders memories, lie in the bubbles in your blood, ancestral intuitions do not die when you die, they are passed on and can be tapped by you, if you refuse to die, by telling your flesh not to die, you acknowledge death is a joke, a yoke around your neck, a lie, born free to walk in the sky thee. Cut your self look, at the bubbles in your blood, red, red bubbles. Lick a pricked finger, and see, my sun son. Be quiet, be quiet and listen hard! They'll speak to you, if you seek! They may not always be right, but at least they do not lie to you. It is hard for the root of the tree to harm its own branches you see, pray be the blood honest that runs in thee, Medicine man Hunkamarhat! And trust in them alone to lead you home!

Fear not, go to the mountain top, where there is quietness, It's not your fault your brain is divided into two parts true! A left and a right, thus your people are divided, a left and right, a good and a evil, people fight and kill on sight, the left, on the left and on the right on the right, don't you see cursed by destiny you be, by the demon of pro divisions fractality! What is the purpose of this flaw? What is the Supreme Goddesses Mother Natures plan Medicine man? Few Medicine men alive, alive, know, or so, inquire might understand ,"Aggregate demand man can't understand!" The Supreme Goddesses Mother Natures Fractal magic plan? Fess up, and be man enough to admit you don't know, Medicine man? She laughed at him, from the dead, Ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha! The Supreme Goddess Mother Nature, why she has done this to you, given you instead one smooth whole brain, one that is divided in two? Ha, ha, ha ! To pit one side against the other purposely ? Brother against brother? Sister against sister? Or dare any Voodoo Magic Medicine Healer, to predict her purpose, and let alone speak the secret out ? Afraid of the truth? Because it might reduce your clout, not be the truth you thought you knew, or want to hear? Medicine man of the cloth, trembling at that thought in fear? Don't find it pretty to learn a new truth anew, even if it is the right one, its truth frightens you? You should not be frightened, you, who dare come to me to talk to the dead! We spit in your face the truth, like hot lead! Yes, it will burn you! The truth will set you free, of jealousy and envy! Hurt you, Do you to hear the truth? The truth hurts because it's supposed to! Ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha !

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BIG REX

Chapter 15

[ 1 ]

Another lady attended the next meeting, and was telling judy about it! And what BR, said was amazing. He addressed the crowd, and looked the same but sounded odd. He said :

My philosophy, is simply to be guided by the birds and the bees.

And, if you know me, you know, I said it before, and I'll say it again. I like bugs, all kind of buggers! See I got a special kindred with 'em. See, the world blew up, everybody died, but me and bugs are still alive, he laughed, ha, ha, ha, ha, . . .

I get a kick checkin' out the honey bees!
They are free like me, they fly all around, and do what they please, and if you don't like it, they'll sting you! See, the honey bees have a hive, a kingdom. In that kingdom they have Queen bees. Queen bees, to make babies. In Bumble Bee City, we go with the flow, no more, no less, we go with the best!
Bees? They have workers, worker bees, bees to go out each day and collect nectar to make honey.
They have warrior bees to protect the Queen and the Queens babies.
I like it! I like what they do! I like how it works too! If, it can work for them, it can work for us. I've studied the Bumble bee. And I think the Bumble bee has studied me, they certainly have been around longer than I, and that is not a lie!
I've studied the Bees, and they do fine! They don't have to learn to fly, they been doing that since they are knee high! If they can do it, certainly, we as people, can do it a thousand times better!

BR, said, or was it BR, or who, was it the Lord talking? We don't know? But who ever he was , he said :

Women to me are like Queen bees, and our Queen bees, must think about increasing our population, instantly! Time, waits for no women or no man! Time is important, no joke! Something to understand!

If I could have the ear of all, I would say this :
If you are you, citizenry of Bumble Bee City? Hear me!
We need babies, babies! And like no other time, in human history, especially now, in our time of maximum misery, we do need kids! Lots and lots of them!
So, it was; later, it was he, who ever he was, that addressed the meeting, and told the crowd inside this:

So, if you a Worker, if you are a Worker on one of my brigades! I respect you! It is an honorable position, and if you work hard in spades, and helped construct something, we need. And you showed me, what you have done, what you have done! I will grant you time, to spend time, with not, just one woman, but two women. Give you all the privacy you need to get the job done! Come the end of the year. I want to see babies, babies, that's all!

If you are gay, and can't help us, that way, speak to me in private!

It's OK, for a man, whether he be Worker, or a Warrior, to have time visiting more than one woman. All the women are allowed to have visitors in their compound. And if two women want to share the same man, when he comes to their section of the hive, I see no problem with that, if you get my permission first!

We need the seeds, to plant in the green garden, Ladies! I mince no words! So few are us! So fragile are we, one mighty disease or plague upon visiting us, would wipe us out in one stroke, over night! No medicines have I to offer you! I am like the Lord telling you this! I, the Strawberry Lord, cannot help you, if that befalls us!
Our flaws must be proclaimed, in this meeting. I do so speak, before I declared you bugs, it's a pejorative, which includes my self, thinking, as I do from the perspective of how petty and insignificant as a people we are!

Now, My warriors have told me, there was a murder while I was away! While I was away there was a murder? I don't like to hear that!
Yes, it will happen, many of you are suffering, and it is understandable. You will get stressed out! Get agitated and strike out. But we are one here, it doesn't pay to get into an altercation with your neighbors! But, if you know you are not thinking right, come speak to me. Speak with someone! We will help, but don't get in to arguments with each other, that can lead to a fight, that gets out of control!

I have the woman's compound under surveillance, but the other sections of the camp, where the boys and men are, well we can't watch everybody there! There are no more surveillance cameras! No more Police! You men. You men, he yelled, must police your selves, and show restraint!
The woman are under the control of the Lord alone! I will watch them! And who trespasses, will be a slave!

That's, exactly what I heard him say! I heard the man! I heard him with my own hears, not second hand talk, I heard him and he said : Anyone can discuss these things, or have objections, he said, they can feel free to see him in private!
So listening, and checking him out, and taking it in the context in the time we're living in, we weren't exactly pleased, but! Why did he say Lord? What did that man mean by that?
It was very interesting meeting, and I think it helped everybody and me, to get to know him in a different light. He certainly sounded different, not so Honky tonky cowboyish, a little more refined! It was hard to believe it was Big Rex, speaking! His accent was gone! He walked differently, and sounded funny, like, like, it wasn't him! But, we got to know and meet each other too, briefly! All in all, she said, I came away a little scared, but not as scared about him, or our future as I was before, the lady said to Judy, in a soft low, under the breath, contemplative tone! Then, Judy, let her head sink down, looking at the ground, as if depressed, no more direct eye contact, with the woman! She let all that she had heard, sink in deeply! It was confusing! And she looked lost, uncertainty she had crossed, and it shown on her expression, without another word being uttered by her!

[ 2 ]

So, to be sure, Judy made it her business, to be at the next meeting, and she thought it was like going to school. But, the man she called BR, that she knew, when she first met him that morning, back on the hill, he showed off that he had many personalities, but now, he hadn't changed! BR, still spoke in his southern cowboy drawl! Anyway, BR, was teaching us what to do, and do what ever it took, if we get in trouble outside the camp alone, and to have survival options!

It was especial interesting, the part where he talked about food! BR, said, before the crowd, who listen attentively to his every word :
Now, y'all, got to know, what y'all got to know! What we don't got, and what we got!
One thing we don't got, is unlimited food. SO!
So, that no way, means we got to resign our selves to future food shortages, as an eventuality! There's options, not the best, nothing you all, gone to cheer about, but, nevertheless options! We got learn how to farm by growing stuff! We gone learn a lot of things. Days will come, we gone have to do without. Day will come we gone have to eat stuff, we are not accustomed to eat. Mind y'all, the list is long, destroyed world wide and permanently gone, there ain't no grocery stores, no more, no Mc'Donalds, no more Whole-foods Supermarkets, no more Russian stuff, like 12 Mesyatsev, no Ebay, no Alibaba, NO! No more Amazon! We my dear folks, are toast!

We're are back, let, er, um, let me tell you something, like it or not, we're way, way, back. Back in pre-historic times, ancient times, food wise! Year, we got the boat supplies, but that's not gone last forever!
Let me tell you something, you're not the person you was! And, sure as you standing there, the person you are now, you're not gone be, a few months from now! Cause we got to do, what we got to do, anyway, we can, cos' we got to do it!

Survive, survive. Wass'up with that? That's the bottom line, that's gotta be on your mind!

There, is a time, a time for every thing! Like now, shucks! There's a time to learn to survive eating stuff. Stuff like what? Well, stuff like, like, crickets, put a little chocolate on that cricket, and fry that bad boy up, nice a crunchy!
You got ants, worms, snakes, birds, and bugs and critters, and other things! Shucks, Y'all, I know, . . . This at first, you hearing it, might be, just a wee bit, a little revolting. Like, hey, totally crazy! But, hold on now! See, our primitive ancestors , and jungle dudes! They done done it! That's why we alive to day! And now we in primitive times! Just cos' you not accustom to it! Now, imagine, if it's gone save your life! If you find a bug, eat the sucker! You heard the old saying : If it don't kill you, it will make you stronger, get it ? So, I'd like y'all, children, and moms and dads, to be brave cowboys and cowgirls! Start off, with eating super tiny barely visible bugs! Super tiny, like a tiny, tiny spec, after your put that in your mouth, you'll notice, you can't taste it because it's so small. You'll learn it can't kill you. Over time you'll get your mind acclimated to it!
A group of teens siting in the front, were giggling, and in the group was the boy, Baxter, who asked : Boss, whats that?
What's what? Acclimated, asked Baxter, smiling ear to ear, cause he never heard of anybody eating bugs before?

For you, and you children listening, acclimated simply means you'll get use to it! You will get use to it, and it will come as being the natural thing to eat, and you'll graduate, to eat some bigger stuff, and you be doing good. See, someday you might have to make a long journey all by yourself, you might get lost! And rather get sick and die of hunger, you eat what you can for now, understand me? What ever it is to get by, cos :

The main thing is to survive, fishy! If you don't got no fish, you eat a bug! You eat a slug! You eat a snake, you eat anything alive, to stay alive. Get it? Don't forget it! Anything! I need all of y'all alive! he said looking around at the faces in the audience, dead seriously!

[ 3 ]

LATER ;

BR, we see him someplace else, chatting with Dizzy.
Now, Dizzy, had survived the blast of the explosion rather well, and although he was now retarded, he nevertheless was recovering quickly from his burns, but, he had gotten his chest scorched, pretty bad! And it was badly scorched and skin got stripped off his chest, leaving a good amount of his under skin exposed, forming a big white x, mark across the black skin of his big chest, giving him an appearance, some folks, found a little ominous! He was a changed man, he was unresponsive, depressed, and had fallen in the dark part of his personalities, suffering from dementia and childlike retardism!
BR, saw this, and took him aside in his office cave, and had a long patient talk with the boy!
BR, got to explaining to him, basic stuff, intensify his ego, telling him, that he is his mother, and he must do what his mommy says, generally brain washing what was left of his brain, so he'd be BR's, servant!
BR, thought damaged goods or not, he could mold the boy over time, and eventually, rely on his strengths! He figured Dizzy's mind was the same a person who had a bad bout of tantrum insanity! What happens to a person ending and coming out of a tantrum insanity? What would they feel, isolation? They would feel the need for someone to console him, and, so BR, tried to console the boy! He put his hands on his shoulder, and rubbed it, and tried to inspire the man, to be more of a man, and get up his ego back up!
Boy, he said smiling and looking at him in his eyes, there's good days, and there are bad days! Now, you and me, gone have some good days, but you got look on the bright side! You got be horny ! Its gone take awhile, but, yes, I know they done cut it! But you can dream boy! Ha, ha, ha, you can dream! Reach for the stars, I am convinced better days are coming! You just do what I say, when I say it and you'll be fine! Ok, answered Dizzy! No, not OK, say OK, Mommy! "Ok, Mommy!" That's better now, you know what I really would like to do, is fix your brain! Put some computer parts in the brain grid, to see how it works! Maybe, after the camp is organized, and running by it self, and I have some free time, we'll begin the experiments! OK? OK, mommy!

Later in the day, we see BR alone!

BR, was outside, looking like a loner! His cowboy hat, pulled down to keep the sun out of his eyes! He was just sitting on a boulder, busying his hands, with a large white towel, and wiping down the dust off his pistols and the barrels of his rifles, and checking them out. He had taken inventory of his Amo, and concluded he was in short supply, worrying his eye!

He had been alone up there, for a good, good while! He was probably thinking and conjuring up some gosh awful plan he had in mind!

He looked like a rough cowboy dude in a bad mood in the outbacks of a bad day in may!

It was a beautiful day, the high for the day was 83º degrees, according to a thermometer he took out, from the boat!

It was a little past 3 o'clock in the after noon, and the sun could be seen shiny and brite, if you looked out way beyond the periphery of the upper Earth and the lower Earth, in the distance, and it was real beautiful like!

In the distance down below some bodies foot steps could be heard as it nears, as it walked on dry leaves down below making sounds.
Then, suddenly, a voice said Hi! Hi, came a sweet sounding female voice, that would melt a man's heart and jump start him to boot!

It was Saddie, she said hi, in a kind of sing song-ish way, real friendly like! It was that girl, Saddie, that girl he remembered, he saw down in the dark of the boat before! Hard to imagine it, cause right now, she looked like one heck of a bodacious lady, compare to the wet dirty dis-shevel depressed expressionless being, in the dark, when he first saw her!

The aspect and look on her face today, was ripe full healthy complexioned, and her temperament and mood vital and happy, enjoying herself and full of life!

It got a rise out of him seeing her now!

It would be difficult to remember her, as one of the girls, who was so terribly depressed back then, she was planning to commit suicide, with the other girl, named, Judy, by holding her nostrils! Of course, that was then, and this is she, now. The difference was like night and day, and her attractiveness, she possessed now, by no means, certainly didn't go un-noticed by BR!

She looked too good to die, thought BR! Now, after a few days out of that boat, and having time to gain her life's stride and with her self esteem back! She approached him from the back, and walked up to him smiling like he was an old friend from way back! She saw, BR, seated by his lonesome, alone wiping his guns, in the sun! Polishing them up! And it attracted her! She approached real lady like, like a woman checking him out! She looked by the way she was moving her hips, and batting her eyelids, she was a woman wanting something! Could it be him? But, that said, she wasn't wearing much, a tight black bluejeans, a white blouse showing a spot of cleavage, not much, but just enough, to get his attention! Whether that was her intention or not, who knows? She arrived at his side and she stood over him, watching him, and her shadow covered him, so that they were not bother by the light of the sun, but could see each other clear as a bell!

When he raised his head up to look at her his eyes glanced at her face then down slowly scanned her breast, then continued, and sank down to her feet then back up to her eyes again, and she felt them on her, studying her! She didn't know what he was thinking, but what ever it was, she had her own agenda, women always do, sometimes!
She, placed her hand on her hips, looked deep into his eyes, and smiled, looking at him as his eyes met hers, she said it again, hi, big guy!

And the cowboy pushed his old dark leather Cowboy hat back on his head, as he heard her, and twisted around, cocked his neck back, and around to look real good at her! He, took a second or two, before he said anything, and thought before he replied, thinking about this lady, who was saying such a sweet breathy hello!
The sound of her, left good feelings in him, down below and on top his mind got up, his voice rough but soft, as he said, top of the day, anyway to you, young lady. You and me, we haven't talked in a while? Don't blame me, you been a busy man! BR, nodded his head in agreement, and turned his head smiling, and resumed picking up the long barrel of the rifle, he called ,' Tits,' and wiped it rubbing it faster like it was important, when it wasn't. Was she making him, a touch nervous, who knows?

He recognized her right a way, but, he lied and made believe he for got her name and asked her, What your name again, sorry I forgot! Saddie, you met me before as saddie, but my spiritual name, my friends call me is Good-sky, see I am part indian! Well, shucks, shot my mouth, hi, saddie and hell, hello sky good doog! What you speak backwards? When I see a pretty lady, as charming as you, I don't know what gets into me? You been in the right world? Who knows?

She blushed, her emotions mixed, switched the topic, quickly and blurted out, less her intentions be known, and said casually as she tossed her head back to the sky and said,

"It looks like its gone rain? "

YEP, Year it do, said BR, in a whisper looking up at her tremendous female torso. Gosh, he said looking at it, we sure can use it! I know I could, he said looking at her breast!
We haven't seen a drop, this will be the first rain we got too!
Oh, my! Right you are BR!
This will be a cause for a celebration if it happens, he said as he casually put out his palm of his hand, up to her for her to smack it! It what's culturally done in America called, "Give me five," So he said to her ,"give me five on that Good-sky, " he said smiling! And, so she did smiling, she slapped his open palm of his hand hard, SMACK, and they smiled and laughed, ha, ha, ha, together, too!

How many times when I see it raining, I think this is the last thing I want to see!
What, why is that ?
Rain ..
Whys that?
It bugs me?
Why?
Cause that means the sun ain't out!
Well you can't have both?
Oh, no sometimes you can!
When the rain rains, when the suns out, too!
What?
Oh, hell year, haven't you ever heard of Sun showers! sun showers, is what its all about!
Hey, you know, you got a smart head on your shoulders, I didn't think of that, and you know what else?

What?

What's that?

When, I was just a snot nosed kid, I used to run in the rain and I was the happiest I could ever be!
Why BR? ha, ha, ha, he laughed out loud real hard, as old memories flooded his head! Cause my teacher, when I was in school, she, told me that when it rains, it doubly strengthens the brain, and my brain was so stupid when I was in school, so, I thought the best thing I could do was to play in the rain and drown my self in it! ha, ha, ha!

I played in it as much as I could! Ha, ha, ha!

I thought, if I walked in the rain, I'd get smart! Ha, ha, ha, ah, I bet you were kind of smart just didn't know it?

Hell, Saddie, re, um, Good sky lady, hell no! When I was a little boy I was so stupid, what when I heard a radio playing I thought the maker of the radio, open it up, and put little people inside who could sing and talk, ha, ha, ha, oh, yep, now you see, how I was a big dummy, but thats the way it was! ha, ha, ha! You certainly look nice when you laugh today, Saddie! Gosh, darn it, won't you give me some of what you got? It's not for men! Well, then recommend something! You can do some push-ups! I like to see men do push ups! That'll perk you up! I like being perked up too, ha, ha, ha, You got a nice smile too! Wow, thanks, why all the compliments, not that I am complaining?

Well, after a bit of time we see and appreciate things we didn't notice before, he said looking at her!

Besides, You deserve it Saddie, er, um, sky, er um Good sky!

Why?

You see, where I come from, throwing flowers with pretty words, is the way to a girls heart.
So, you want a way to get in?
If you let me?

Again , she blinked, and jump quickly to switch the subject and said hurriedly,
BR, er, um, er um, I came by cause we are out of coffee, wonder if you could get some! Sure can, when you need it? Now, ha, ha, ha!

Anything for you, said BR, smiling , just give a little while to finish up with my pistols, and fetch it for you!
Cool!

But, listen how about a date, later so we can finish this conversation?
Surely, you can join me, and have a cup of coffee with me, in the cave, beyond, the office I made in the cave, there are various smaller caves there, with no ceilings just large holds in the ceilings, thats opened to the sky! The sun shines in real cool like! I invite to have coffee there with me, and check it out with me too? Sounds interesting, OK!
Cool! Its a date, I'll come and get you, he said, to her smirking up at her, as she turned, blinked at him, smiling, knowing they both got something going on together, and she started back down the surface of the boulder. She, could feel his eyes on her, and when she got down maybe forty feet away, she turned and caught him still eyeing her, she smiled and waved, then kept on walking. "Was it in their minds their tingling feelings of attraction, for to be, joint feelings, the mind must know the vision sought, and the body touched, so to us, its not imaginary but real, and it takes two to make it real, so that both minds can feel the attractions zeal!"

[4 ]

LATER
Well, said BR, I was relaxing and was shining my rifle, when I saw my man Jonathan, walking towards me again, and the boy had a worried look on his face.

What brings you boy?

Boss, said Jonathan with a heavy heart, looking very serious, and the by the tone of his voice, you could tell something awful had happened!
Boss, I got to tell you, The men, the crew that you sent out, looking for car parts, they died! They're all dead. All of them except for one. A man called Terrance . He is the only one alive, but he's hurt and I don't think he's has long to live. He wants to talk to you. And I don't think he's got much time boss! You better come right away!

Where is he?
Just on the outskirts of camp, Boss!
Tell me what happened. He says were not alone. There's bad people out there. But according to him, they're not human.
So, BR, left right away. Jonathan took him to the man, BR, saw Terrance, who was badly beaten, a had big scratches, and bruises, on his head, and was dying, laying on the ground and BR, bent down and asked. Tell me boy, who did this?
The Ice-wholers. Ice-wholers? That's the name we call them.
Terrance said coughing, he could barely speak, and knew he was not long for this world, and needed to warn BR.
You got know, you got to know! We are not alone. No, no we are not alone! We got company!
What, what are you saying boy?
Me, cough, me, me and the men were walking, searching for metal, and there was earthquake, a big sinkhole open up, we fell into a whole maybe twenty feet or thirty feet deep.
Down in whole, we found underground, there was giant walls of mountains of ice. They are like icebergs, icebergs under ground icebergs, hidden under ground, that must have come up to the surface when the earth split apart. It was covered over with sand, before.

It was big whole we fell into and couldn't climb out. We were trapped.

As the sun rose up, it heated up the ice, we saw bodies in the ice, it was people, a race of man, that we thought must be ancient kind of Neanderthals or something! They looked like plants, a race of plant men. They, were frozen, and now once the ice melted they came back to life, and they when they stood up, they were huge, three times my size, they wanted to eat us for food, and had swords and they took us one by one, and threw us, as high as they could in the air, and when we fell back down, they held up the pointy swords, so we would fall on it!

We'd fall on their swords and they cut us up and eat us, I was the last one left, they had killed all the others.

They, they grabbed me, one big monster man, bigger than the others, he grabbed and swang me around and around and, and let me go, and swung me up high in the air, so high. I am a small man, and don't weigh much, and I was thrown up higher than the edge of the whole, out of the whole, and I thought, I must escape. Now, I am a sky diver, I knew what to do, so I open my jacket and used it to catch the air and instead of falling down, I maneuvered the air so I flew sideways to get to the edge of the ice whole, and I grabbed some old tree roots, and, and held on, and climbed out, and that saved my life.

I ran, I thought they were going get out and come to get me, but, then, and then, and then, suddenly there was another earthquake, and cover ed up the whole back up! I fell down, and I realized, I was safe for now, and made my way all the way back here, and your men found me, he said. BR, looked disturbed, the news was not at all what he had expected. The men closed his eyes, and said, you got to know you got to know, we are not alone!
His last words! We are not alone!

Now, after he died, when they searched the mans clothing, they found he had drugs and had been drinking, and now they thought maybe the man was hallucinating, and imagining all this.
Everybody was very skeptical, and BR, ordered Garfield and Mikey his slaves to bury the man!

LATER

And so, a little later, he gathered up his guns, and return them to his secret place! He, now went into the deep back section of the cave, and climbed up the wooden stair case, he had built and unlocked, the metal door, and rolled back the corrugated door, he stole out of the boat, and went inside, and about five minutes or so later, he brought out several boxes of a coffee called, 'Chock full of Nuts,' brand of coffee, and carried the boxes with the help of his side kicks, the Captain and Dizzy, back to the part of the cave they used as the kitchen, section, and left them there.

[ 5 ]

MEANWHILE

Meanwhile we check out what's happening at Tenika's brand new make shift, Hair Salon, called the," JumbaLiar Hair Salon!"

The salon was open now, tenika was trilled! And it's open from noon time till after dinner time! And was composed of seven beat up old geo adjustable, modulator, chairs, they got out of the boat, spray painted pink! The chairs were in such bad condition, that they sprayed it pink, so it wouldn't look so bad!

And they had a big thick, plain colored dark green rug, placed on the sandy rocky ground outside, inside a rickety blue plastic tent, supported on four metal poles, that are slightly leaning to the left, that her husband, Bobbie Ritter tore out of the boat!
Plus, she had a series of long orange extension cords, connected to a generator, she/he, got permission from BR, to use so they could turn on their radio, their computer screen showing old movies, and eight tiny hair dryers, they dragged out of the boat!

And, for air conditioning, there was a small black wired fan that rotated from right to left! And several old time, old styled, chinese fans, she cut out of cardboard, she made herself, so people could fan themselves

In the corner of the tent on a table, were, a bunch of old Ipads charging! And VR, kits charging up too, so her costumers can them put on. And she stole out of the boat, several nuero interface modulators, the type you can strap on, too! For those girls, who want to get their brains charged up!

She got out of the boat lots of talking books, and lots of these old style Apple and Google eyes glasses to listen to, and read stuff!

And Tenika, had a suitcase full of hair products! All kinds! She has hair sprays, bottles of expensive shampoos, deep cleaning oils, and all kind of motorized vibrators, you can charge up, for rent!
And a whole box, of scented soaps and boxes of finger nail polishes, and paste on nails, paste on eye lashes, paste on eyebrows, paste on nipples, all colors and sizes. And she had a fake paste on big butt, for rent, for woman physically challenged in the behind! She had hair wigs too, every color including blue! And also for sale, she had a panty the size of elephant too!
Plus, A metal bronze brush to clean the dirt from under finger nails! She stole out of the boat, brushes, scissors, combs, and on a white oval table, in the center of the green rug, she has nail files, made out of metal so when she can reuse them by washing them! Plus, when her clients need to go, she's got toilet paper! They got an out-house, made out plywood, its private hole in the ground, just a short walk, perhaps about, two hundred feet away behind a boulder!

We listen in on a conversation :
Tenika the proprietor, is speaking, as she attends her new costumers!

Edgar told me! Me!
No!
Yes!
I, girl, I am telling you, he left that bitch!

No!
Yes!

Easy come, easy go!
Clothes on, clothes off, that's the way it goes!
Really I thought they made a good fit! Fit, Anything can fit!

When you got viagra, or any of those sex pills!
But you need more than a fit to keep a couple together!

No!
Yes!
Mike?
What about mike? I heard he was seeing Margi, but he so fat! Honey, whats fat got to do with it?
Long as he can move it! Hell year, as long as he can stick it in, in? Ha, ha, ha! Tell me about it! Fat, don't hinder nothing. What about that fat bad soul singer from long ago! Whats his name? Who? That singer, whats his name, the big fat black dude, that use to belt out love songs in a deep, deep voice that was soft a silk? He voice would melt your panties off! You talking about, Barry White? Year, him, Great american singer, cool!
Year, but, but,
That was a thousand years ago, a long, time ago! Year, true, but I heard of his songs, before he kicked the bucket! He was fat, but he didn't have any trouble getting women!
But, say, you know whose cool! BR! Oh, shit! But, but he nuts retorts, one customer with her head hidden under a white, over sized towel, waiting patiently hoping to get deep rub massage?
Nuts he got, but he's the one running the show!
Rumors has it, that crazy cowboy, he has two ships now! No?
Yes!
And, check this out! Its called Flowers!
What?
What's called Flower!
Honey, thats the name of his new boat!
It's a fix er upper!
What?
And they fixing her up, and fixing, to move into that boat, too, honey!

What?
You heard me! Shit! Girl, please! How you know?
Cause I don't know, but they say they gone make a new city out of it, so we can all live in it, and its bigger than our boat, and got containers of food!
What!

No!
Yes!
More containers of food, than you got hairs on your bald head honey, ha, ha, ha, ha , . .

No!
Yes!

And they found people on that boat, and all are his prisoners and got clean up everything!
Really!
How many people? I don't know, what I do know, he said all the women belong to him, and if a man wants a woman he's got to work for Big Rex! Or no sex!
And he's in charge of who gets sex!
Who the hell is he? He is Big Rex!

What?

No!
Yes!
Well, he is not in charge of me, said Tenika, angrily as she washed one ladies hair, pulling on it and yanking it around to dry out the water in it!
Ow, yelled the lady! What the hells wrong with you?

Oh, sorry honey! I got carried away, apologized Tenika smiling! and then standing in the center of her salon, swinging a wet towel around, snapped,
No, Man! I say no Man! But my Goddam, man owns me, honey!

Year! Hey you know what? I think he's gay!

No!
Yes!

So!
What's wrong with that?
No, no what I mean, I haven't seen the guy with any women! So I am just saying he might be gay! And what the hell is wrong with being gay?
Tenika, up yours OK!
Look, chill it, I didn't say anything is wrong being gay! Who you telling to chill it ? Ha, ha, ha !
Stop the bullshit! Did you hear about Edgar?
Whose Edgar, don't know him! He's cool! And, girl please, talk about handsome OMG! The dude, looks like a movie star, lordy me he is handsome! No shit? For real! So, let me tell you what went down! He brought this blond chick here, the other day!
He, says, hey you, he says to me, heres my girl!
And he told me to fix her up!
So I looked around at this handsome guy, and then at this wash out stringy looking kid, he was calling his girl! She looks like preppy college girl, you she came in you know how teenage girls got this style of walking around in their panties, nowadays?

No!
Yes!

What was her problem?
Sick!
Bitch was sick! She strode in with a bad social skills, and she had a bad case of acne that made her look like she had lumpy bumpy Alligator skin on a good day! Don't want to know, what she looked like on a bad day!
Plus bitch had a bad, bad attitude!

Hey, I said to my self, looking at that face, dam, shit, this girl needs plastic surgery, how the hell can I fix her up?
Ha, ha, ha! But I didn't tell him that, of course! Oh no, Ha, ha, ha! So, er, um, So, I says to him you, you got money? No, but I can do some carpentry work for you in exchange! I am a good carpenter! Whats it gone cost? Well, I said I'll tell you. Let me, first, take a look at her and ask her what she needs first, OK, I told him!
So, honey, I said to the woman, what you need? So, she says to me, I want my hair washed, and cut, plus, a shape face message with lanolin and egg whites, then she asks, you got a hair dryer, shit yes, I said sit you butt in that chair over there!
So, I did the job, best I could, considering what I had to deal with! Ha, ha, ha! And then when its time to get paid, the carpenter boy friend backs out of the deal, tryomg to tell me, me, telling me he's broke up! Cause while she was getting her hair done he found another chick, I say what? Ain't, this a bitch!

OMG, exclaims, Sherry listening! Then, the other women laughs, ha, ha, ha!
So, what happened?
So, the man is standing in front of me, is telling me this boat load of crap, right!
Me, I am, I am saying to my self, please lord, help me keep my cool!
Cause you got to know I got temper management issues, sugar! Ha, ha, ha!

Well! Go on! What happened next? Well, shut up, let me finish! So, So, he runs this shit by me, right, that he's got a new girl friend, and he's not got nothing to do with the old one, I worked on! That she is on her own! So, I said, listened, and said : I don't give mother [ BLEEP ] about your new girl friend! You still owe me from the old girl sitting in my chair, now!
You, gone pay her bill, now, so far as I am concern she is still your girl friend?
Oh no she's not, so the his girl sitting in my chair, gets pissed off, gets up and start kicking him and she spitting on him! So, all hell breaks out now! These guys are fighting an carrying on!

No!
Yes!
No, really?
So, So, So, that's when my hubby Ritter came by, and step into the fray! He heard what was going down, so he yells at him. Now, do you want to get your ass kicked, or are you gone pay up, cause now we want cash! To hell with the carpentry!
So what happened, asked the woman from under the towel?
Well, Margi, the other chick, that was doing the nails! She jump up and rushed over and whispered in my ears, that we could certainly use a wooden floor instead of this rug, we are standing on!
Now truth, be told. I am tired of this stupid studio rug, we got, cause it is so lumpy! Beside I can't stand the color green!

So that got my ass, thinking! So I calmed down and signaled to my honey, Ritter to chill, out, and leave, and let me handle it! So, he slipped-out, and walked out to the side!

And er, um, so, so I said, er, um, oh, you know what? What? We do need a wooden floor for the salon, can you help? So the dude, looks down at the floor, and looked at me, than back down at the floor. And he decides to measure it!
But, he don't, got no measuring tape to measure with. Can you imagine a carpenter dude, with no tape measure?
OMG! ha, ha, ha!
So, guess what? What? He gone do it with his feet, now, guess what?
What?
The dude, don't got no shoes, OK! Ha, ha, ha!

But, I say to my self, well, hey let him do his thing, so I am watching the dude carefully like cat watches a mouse!

So, he does it, by putting one foot in front of the other, and measuring saying one, two, three feet etc! And, honey, let me tell you, he figures it out correctly! Its twenty eight feet, long, and eighteen feet wide, which is correct!
I knew that shit!
So, I said to my self, well at least he's not stupid, cause shit, I could have told him that the rug is twenty eight feet by eight teen feet, if only the dude had only asked!
Well, he says smiling, he don't see why he couldn't put in a nice floor for me. So, he says, he told me he would speak to BR, for permission, to rip out some nice planks from the boat, and he could sand them up, and when their cut to size and cleaned up and shiny, he'd bring them over and install them! So what happen? Nothing, honey child, that was two days ago! I am still waiting! I ain't heard from the man! What is this handsome guys name? Bonaparte! Bonaparte? Thats right handsome name, and one hell of a hunk! He's handsome?

No!
Yes!
Got that right! Looks like Di Caprio when is was yound decades back! but cuter! Oh lordy hows his butt? Tight!

Ain't that right?
No!
Yes!

And his got a body to die for! He has no trouble getting ladies! I tell you that much!
I could use Bonaparte! We all could use Bonaparte ha, ha, ha! I'll pay him, ha, ha, ja! Me Too! Oh, ha, ha!

I need a man, says, the girl from under the big white towel! It's been so long!
NO!
Yes!

I hear you!
The woman under the towel thinking to herself suddenly, says to herself, regrettably shocked that she would dare utter the dismal truth, to her self let alone verbally in the company of desperate strangers, caught in a bad dream! But she did, she says to her, I did! How, and why would I say that? My upbringing taught me better!

My lord, did I really say that in public, "I need a man," thought the girl from under the big white towel! My previous life, imbued with select privileged companions and gentry of impeccable taste, and partaker of the swank island corners of life, with distinctive ambiance, and as such a girl, such as me, coming from the upper classes, before the end of the world!

Now, I must face the stark fact. That, the life I was born into is not my destiny any more– my decisions are! But, what I do, is shaped by what is, and here I am amidst a class I have little in common with! But that concept must be tossed, because here on this life-raft of life, we are all equally adrift on a new unknown journey, where it will lead, dare no one to venture to guess, let alone me, for I am as clueless as the rest of the people here!
The voice we here is from the lady under the towel in the salon waiting to get her face moisturized by Tenika.
Her name is Judy! Her whole name, is Champagne, Judicandiana banoli Dastrami, was born August 21, 2025, and was a designer DNA, baby, She had wealthy parents who desired to used a genome editing technique called CRISPR to rid their child of the possibility of hereditary diseases! and her parents chose how they wanted her to look! It's something poor people cannot afford! You could be, superior, money thats all it takes A fact no one talks of, but everyone knows!

She was known by her wealthy family name, Judicandiana, daughter of a prominent Connecticut hedge fund creator, known as the Dikcons! She was raised and grew up in a wealthy neighborhood called Forest Hills in Toronto, Descending from Italian and more instant Canadian roots, she was the younger of five children. A fashion student enthusiast, and studied nursing therapies! Her affluent upbringing provided her with many benefits, the most preponderate was a well grounded education and head and philosophy that was well grounded, but here, now in this world, it is like having someone come up from behind and knock you off balance? All that she was accustomed to went away that day the world ended. Her world, now alone, surrounded by strangers she must live, live to survive! Here her new friends, now are these people not by choice, but necessity, she peeks out from under the towel listening to the very loud gross foul mouth, babbling of the gossiper queen, Tenika! A drop out kid of the pop culture. She opened a salon and doesn't try to aim to appear cultured. Tenika, she doesn't know what the word means, thinks Judy critically! You, she thinks, you can just look at her or him, she's got so much, much make up on, not knowing that you are not putting on make-up for a stage performance. The folks in this camp, aren’t looking at you from the second balcony! They are standing close to you, and your makeup should be subtle, not tribal thick wick, and lordy me, not tabloid tacky! But, what lady, who, to her, would reveal that? Certainly not Me! Oh course the martini shakers are going to love her, his, drama, and innuendoes, preposterously represented street level diatribes, with details worthy of a slum book! But, I take no comfort in morbid loose details of the sordid twisted tales about the faults of others, when each and every one of us, owns a closet full or secrets, we would rather not talk about!

Judy, goes on thinking! I don't fit in here, thank God! But left to breathe, or die, I am here in this place! "This garbage dump of a thing she dares call a Hair salon,"
I come, because none other exist!

Other wise I wouldn't be caught dead in here or in her presence!
Nevertheless, I am out of my class, and off my game, and the fact, my revelation about me needing a man, is said, and out there!

I didn't mean to reveal it!

I hope it is forgotten soon quickly, and nothing bad comes out of it!
Still, am I so different ? A ladies biological needs, on some level are the same despite your upbringing?
Still, I shouldn't have voiced my inner thoughts openly like that, she ponders disconcertingly to herself.

Men, I for one, don't know why that crazy BR, keeps popping up, in my head? It is a mystery to me? He is a mystery to me! I owe him my life, for saving me, crazy or not! He's crazy, sometimes, sometimes not! But still men, they usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy! Believe it! It is real. But only for a season. For as much joy they give you, they spike it with pain also, for some reason! Not that we women are no better! Chicken little cried the skies falling, and the world ended, but, not our inner longings needs, to be stroked, kissed, that will always be, despite the sky falling above thee!

Life's relationships that last a long time, are rare and each teach you, if you are lucky, lifetime lessons!

I wonder whether I should wait for him to court me? I have to wait, it's lady like! I got my pride, still I don't know? In my former life, with so many elite fish in the sea, who the hell would think of him! He'd be the last person I would consider for marriage, perhaps a one night-er, if no one knew about it? But here and now in my new reality, he's got the power here over my destiny! And ever since I was a little girl, I was always attracted to powerful men! He might not have been powerful in my life before the world split apart, but he sure is in my life now, and I just want to take and dump my inhibitions and just go stalk him, make my feelings known! But, I wasn't that type of girl before. So although I want to, its hard to get over me as I was before, and just do what my instincts tells me to do! But here in my mind, to myself, I admit I want him, I crave him!

"Explorers on safaris for love, must enjoy it more, if they have had none for a long time"

Hi! It's me , Madcow sammy, OMG, talk about folks with a problem, if they don't got a problem, they gone have a problem! But besides that, these folks, if they only knew whats in the dinner, they might be inclined to pass! I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know I would, I'd skip eating big time! And the folks that was in that boat needs to get their heads examined quick! They got issues. I know BR and The Captain do! These guys are unbelievable! Wow,
Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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The Scary Jesse Chronicles

Chapter 8

Now I have explained, all that I am going to explain, come back again some time, won't you? My bones will be here! It's always good to see someone alive, she said, as the air suddenly turned thick, with opaque, white fog, falling over the place, with haste, and she was gone! Crack, roared thunder, the skull appeared and a thunder bolt zoomed up, and out of its eyes sockets, and flew back into the nights sky lighting it, as it flashed it by! And all returned to normal, and there you go, all was quiet again.

But, later, when he returned to the Jungle of Doom, the Blue Medicine man, Hunkamarhat, took advantage, and a nasty plan laid he!

"Humda icta twooi Laochnerera zppazootaahtuni vac'oak nee ti? Neeti tu ahh! bimne suto tsuto, baffa iloahoutita!"
So, it was when alone by himself, the Medicine Man Hunkamarhat, thought he did, he needed a kid, a child thought he, another bebe " ho hompa ho hompa ho hommmpa homp ," ha, ha ,ha! Sure! Ha, ha, ha! He laughed! I will get child, thought he, a child, child. yes,yes!

The Oracle, recommended : If I wanted to kill him, to trap the bastard, using another child as bate, to decapitate his fate, ha, ha, ha !
I know what I will do, ha, ha, ha I will kill him, trick him I will, doing just what the Oracle said, lure and trap him with a child of his age, so it will be, I will try it and see! Warned me she did. I must be better than me. What does she mean? What, the hell does she mean? We will see, said the blue Medicine man, Hunkamarhat! He gathered his friends, and said to Bushnhaa, we need a boy to go and find the beast child Baby Jessi, and invite him to play stupid baby games, that stupid kids love to play, then slay him we will do, today, ha, ha, ha !
Problem was he didn't know were the hell Baby Jessi was?
So he asked, Bushnhaa, to accompany him to the village of," Unfrewfla," to seek out another holy one, a seer and shaman lady. He would ask her to locate the where about of the strange little boy! So, later, they left to speak with she who goes by the name of Ronarirufa, the all seeing eye. They found the place where she dwelled behind the mountain range at the edge of the Jungle of Doom! The tent where she worked, was a large, tepee like structure, and its frame was made of wooden beams pointing to the sky and rapt tight, with Givaloa'shiks skins, to keep out the rains! The first thing you noticed in the fascinating abode, was the smell of Tukitubam, a special love aroma made from a special potion!
Inside the tent, the walls were painted, in light shades of sky blue, and had drawings of the Merixa Poincaré map, that shows charts written in blood, indicating all possible trajectories a person might be going. The star of four travelers, and a drawing of the sun was also painted on the back section, which she sat under it!. On the floor along, and the walls were, tessellations of fossilized hard as rock, "Tot Toe Madunga dog eyeballs," which were decorated with mosaics, some where painted, and some were natural. All around were large and round smooth stones, that resembled giant sized beach pebbles, and were use as seats, and where painted in darker shades of navy blue. And a long Ibarconi lizard, name," Wa wa," hung from the ceiling, sticking out his tongue catching spiders! Some of which, grew up to eight inches long. Some of the spiders, where home grown, and bred to be used to be mixed in special potions of love, and to act as a kind of viagra, for primitive man, and sold well, and which were the old ladies exotic specialty! She had a good head for business, indeed, despite her age! In the center of the structure, suspended, and hung on a vines, were a dried out women's head, with its lips open instead of sewn shut as usual! This is so, if its spirit wants to talk, it won't hurt! She had many dogs, several where large and moved when she moved. One bird sat up on a beam, he was a vulture with yellow eyes, that followed you, and watched you. Ronarirufa, the all seeing eye, was a nice old lady, but she used a brand of hair grease for her hair, made of," Viv tock atoo," that attracted flies to her hair, so whenever you saw her, flies were always buzzing around her head there! She, was an old lady, perhaps a hundred or so, her nose was long but had a scar on it and pitted, and one nostril was bigger than the other, and moved when she breathed, this was because these people were raised without haghag, and were accustomed to snort herbs in their nostrils, instead of smoking them. So after constant usage, their nostrils grew distorted! Now that Baby Jessi, had invented Haghag, beside snorting herbs, they would finally learn to smoke them too! This would revolutionize the black magic industry! Ronarirufa, the all seeing eye, she was wrinkled, and had worry lines on her forehead. She was toothless, and her children would chew the food for her, then feed her with it, this is an old custom, older than time! Her face was like, Noomiran leather skin, her eyebrows were thick and white, she wore a beaded blue tunic, with two hard rock white eggs on strings dangling in front of her privates, for decorations. Her head was kind of small, and her ears hung over to the side, with age! She had no earrings in them, but the holes, where they use to be, could easily be seen, cause they were large. On top of her hair, she had a skull of crocodile painted blue as a decoration. Her hair was long to the floor, covering up her nakedness, bare foot, and agile, she got up off her chair, and approached the two Medicine men entering her abode, extending out her arms! You could see the nails on her hands where long, maybe four inches long, and was painted blue, just like her toe nails, which was also, very long. she smiled, nodding her head several times, as she recognized them coming in, saying :

Greetings great, Eye, said, Hunkamarhat, as he entered, smiling, graciously at the small, blue, haired old lady, standing front of him greeting him, in front of a brown carved trunk of the Vitoto beast! Ronarirufa, smiled back, her eyes twinkling in her eye sockets, like rockets, bowing her head, and replied, greetings Hunkamarhat, what do I owe this honored visit, high priest, from of the Jungle Of Doom Pathers? Great lady, I need you to use your blind eyes, to locate the where about's of a beast child, pretending to be nice! His name is Baby Jessi! Ah, yes, I have seen him, and heard his name, he made Haghag! Please, I am trying to forget that! er um um, Do, do you know where he is? No! Could you know? Maybe! In exchange for this, said the Blue Medicine man, placing before her a lump of gold dust! Trying to persuade me?
ha, ha, ha! OK, here, said Hunkamarhat exasperated, I got some potions of Mushafabzao' oimba, he said, handing her a bag containing a magic potion, to make people fall in love all night! Ok, deal! She smiled, agreeing, and she turned away, and walked to the center of her tent, and said, give me a little time to snort Svhiwa, and consult with them, spirits! Oh, of course, great one, can I have some? On the table, look in the green askaty bag! OH, yes, thanks, he said smelling the herb, then snorted some in both nostrils! Soon the old woman started snorting some special herbs inhalant substances, glues and plant saps, producing intoxicating affects, that wake up the dead, read the thoughts in the minds of men and women, and can see and speak through another's, such was her mind in kind! It's commonly known amongst the magic Voodoo Pathers, as Moohok!

She slowly very slowly, started dancing around in a circle, raising up her feet and stomping them down making the dust rise up like clouds! She was banging and stomping her feet on the dusty floor of her tent, as fif'gimcu her drummer friend, and one of her sons, Pico, beat the holy rhythms on their drums, to take away her mentally, invoking the spirits! She screamed, as they entered her body! And then, she returned calmly, possessed for certain, and she looked at him, but she was not she, but a spirit, that was now inside her, an it said, "Ti Tiumanhavmba, dis Unssazara'ho no, fabzao' oom, us varigufatud Vacjip plaock'la! azara' ssedho no, fabzao!
Oh, Thank you, said the Blue Medicine man, as he got to his feet and started bowing to the eye's spirit, bowing in deep respect, with his hands covering his eyes, which were peeking out, looking down at his feet, as he walked out backward away from her, he and Bushnhaa, both left, walking out backwards, out of her tent. Then, he and Bushnhaa, returned home and made plans to lay a trap for Baby Jessi, now that they knew where he was located, he is a good as dead, they thought smiling!

Meanwhile, we pass along, and return to see where Baby Jessi is! He still seated under the Zicza shady bush tree, in the land of the Rainbow people, he was finishing writing his journal for today. He was happy and content, he missed his family very much, of course, but, what he was happy about, was he got away from being inside that stomach! And escaping out of that nose! Earlier, he found some puddles of water next to a stream and washed himself off good! Especially his face and hair, which now was plastered down, because it was sticky and icky! He wanted to find someone to talk to, and was feeling a little lonely when just then, when he was just about to get up, he saw another little kid, walking and skipping by and playing as he ran, and looking his way! He waved at him, and Baby Jessi, didn't wave back, but, got up shyly and smiled at him, cause he didn't know who the little boy was! This boy was not one of the rainbow children. His skin was not rainbow colored. His skin was painted blue, meaning he's from the Jungle of Doom people! Any way he was content and put away his stuff into his askaty bag. The boy was playing with Rutbrink, that's a two headed broom, used to clean caves with. You sweep the floors with one side, and sweep the ceiling with the other part to get rid of spider webs, but this boy was using it to have fun, beating water puddles, smacking it against the surface of the water, pow pow pow! Splashing the water on himself, and having lots of fun getting wet! Oh boy! Ha, ha, ha! And he looked like he was having good fun too, ha , ha, ha, and thats what attracted Baby Jessi! He was nice to, he got," fenugreek candies," and gave him some and BABY JESSI, took some and said, " wow, I love it! Taste good! HMMmm good"
The happy kid ran away down the lane, jumping up and down having fun. And little by little, Baby Jessi follows along, till they come to large fountain, with a funny horrible group of statues of mud stone ugly men standing in it with knives clubs and hammers. Thats odd, thought baby Jessi? Strange ? At first, he was scared of the statues, but the other little kid wasn't paying the statues of mud stone, no mind! He was as happy as can be, jumping, jumping and playing having lots of good fun, in the cold water of the fountain, running around the stone mud statues, like they weren't there, so he decide to climb into the fountain with him, and play too! Ha, ha, ha ! Wooo ha, ha, ha! The statues, were just silly looking scary statues, no need to be scared of them, the other kid, he's not paying them any attention, so I won't either, thought Baby Jessi! Oh, boy wwoooo wow! WOW! HA, HA, WOW SUCH FUN! The water is so cold ha, Ha, heh heeh heh heh! Oh boy, this is nice, good heh, ha, berrrr . .coooolddd it's freezing ha, ha, ha Oh boy! Baby Jessi jumped into water and hit it with his two hands! Wham, wham, wham ha, ha, yip PEEEE! Hey, hi! Who are you? Me? ha, ha, ha, I heh ha, ha, Me Baby Jessi, ha, ha, ha, heh, oh ha ha, this ha, ha, this is fun! yes, but, but, it's cold! cold! Ha, ha, LOOK, the water! Look at the water coming down see, WHAT? What, asked Baby Jessi, smiling happily! LOOK SAID THE BOY POINTING OVER, THERE, AT SOMETHING! Look at it! It's a lucky Rainbow Baby Jessi, LOOK! See it , LOOK! Baby Jessi, he opened his eyes wide and looked where the boy was pointing, but, he kept looking for the lucky rainbows, because he never seen them before, when he suddenly got a bad feeling, a bad, bad feeling!

Thanks, to new eerie strange altered mind mental rangers, now in his head, that had sensed the eminent dangers, triggered a signal in him, to look up at the Statues of mud men quick, just in time, to catch them move! It was a trick, a lie, a foul nasty deception, the mud on them was to make them look like Statues, when they were not! It's a disguise to hide, and shield them from detection, those evil ones, bent on killing him were inside the mud and now moving!

[ 2 ]

They're Moving? Yaaaaa yaaaa oh noooooo, no! Mommy, mommy, screamed, Baby Jessi scared, as the Statues came alive, attacking him with knives, clubs, and hammers! In his time, just in time, with time no time to think, no time for him to think only act! And act he did, with, lightening, lightening speeds! So he ducked, flipped, skipped and mightily jumped out of the way, just in time, as the big hammers came down just missing his eye! BOOM BOOM, went the hammer! Swishhhhhhhh, swish! SWISH, SWISH! Is the sounds the big sharp knife, made as it brushed against his ears missing it by nothing and nicking it! He jumped back with all his might he did, and unbelievably, he jumped back with so much power, it took him air born he'd become, taking flight flying out backwards, out of the water fountain! He knew not, how! All, he wanted was to escape, but somehow when he jumped, he jumped so hard he flew, flew, flew flying he was! Yes, he's flying, He was flying rocketing through the air, and when, he looked back down, where an instant ago, he was with the little boy in the water fountain, it was way down below, and just a small dot on the landscape, as he zoomed through the heavens, no time to slow down, he wanted to keep on going and he did! And he smiled and breathed a big sigh of relief! And, he caught his breath again, and wondered was that, or wasn't that something? He could not, he couldn't, he couldn't understand it! Something, something told him to look around, and if he hadn't, he wouldn't be around, for sure as the sun is in the sky, he would die! But, that was then, and this was now, now, on top of that, he now had to face the fact that he was flying! He didn't know how, or why, it was tremulously over whelming for him, and everything was all happening so fast, and now this Baby Jessi, he is in the air flying like he belonged there! He did feel uneasy. Scared he might fall, lose his balance! It was so scary! What would happen, if he did start to fall, or make mistake or something? Real scary thoughts shook him to the core and more. For a second, he didn't want to look down, he looked up straight instead, and saw the horizon, and the curvature of the world, and he thought it was the most beautiful thing he ever saw in his life! It was magnificent. Oh, Mommy, will I have things to tell you when I get back, thought Baby Jessi, with a big excited smile on his face, as he streaked across the heavens, peeking at outer space! He, thought something, something strange was happening, but he could put his finger on it. Hard to put it into words, hard to express. He was undergoing changes while in flight! He felt good and not good, odd and strange all at the same time, and while he had his arms extended out in front of his head using them like steering wheels of a bicycle or something to steer himself so he wouldn't fall! His muscles in him got tense, and hot, as he began to feel himself change. He felt different. He felt like he changing. He started to feel a new perspective of his life, as if he was getting old in his head, becoming older fast, suddenly things he thought before, were hard, suddenly seemed easily to understand, it was strange! Was it from the point of view of child, or from the point of view of a man, he couldn't understand, what was happening inside of him?

What do you do with your feelings of a child, when suddenly find yourself suddenly in a the body of a child, but with mature mind, and thinking like adult, are those old feeling's of childhood, phases of behavior to be tossed out and discarded, or do you hold to them, treasure them, like sacred memories you never want to forget?

The little child's mind suddenly floods with thoughts! Thoughts and thoughts, but from whence, they come uncontrollably, he knows not! It like life, is out of scope!

His little head, it is inundated with new feelings, strange beguiling, tingling feelings, beginning to initiate, coming alive, in his little body!
For example, Just like when one turns on a new system, for the first time, it is not used, it experiences a slow bumpy start, then from that first slow start test, then with use, and familiarity, and more trial and error attempts, one gets the knack of it, it becomes easier, this was what flying was like, the feeling of it was reeling inside his mind!

All these new revelations into a babies head, feelings, awarenesses, are coming into his head all at once. All at once!

His head hurts! He feels dizzy, dizzier than he ever felt before and more!

All this is occurring in flight while the boy is flying on his own, at obscene speeds, out of his control. He streaks through the air over the Jungles of Doom!

Somehow he manages to maintain his equilibrium, and keeps flying while in his head, there is now a war of a different kind, manifesting, taking over his personality!

It's happening, it is happening, the affect of the thunder event that engulfed him, it's beginning, it is beginning, to change him from child to power boy man! Thundertronic collaborations, test birth flirt mini mind, transposing homeomorphic manifestations of the nature of a baby, to a man!
One in life never really is in control of ones life, you may think you are in-control, that illusion is shatterable instantaneously!

Baby Jessi's, mind. Baby Jessi's mind, Baby jessi's mind is keyed up, its capacity massively increases in understanding and magnitude!

His minds internal deep thinking, minds thinking, morph sublime in areas, both good, kind, and the darkside unkind, from light to dark, as in all creatures responses of fight instinctuations, fixed human animal behaviors, revelations bombards him psychologically, and goes forth out of his control! His head feels light. He feels scared. A tear rolls down his cheek, as he flies veering in a new direction, streaking through the air he do, who knows, perhaps he might black out and fall?

The brain he has : It's, unfortunately getting to much power, too much frequency, fluxed overloaded, to survive, to survive his brain must unleash energy resources, manifested in his dually cores DNA, the atomic standards centrality thought processing goes awol, destabilizing it! Will he survive? After all a human babies head was not meant for this! No way!

The fact : that this is a new time x time, ten dimensional subconscious accidentation, dwelling in an area of the unknown, is understandably baffling! The huge perspectives, intra intellectuality disparities, immense pressures, as well as other irrationalities manifesting inside, the insides, in his little head, makes it feel like, it will explode! Will he be dead? Who knows?

So much, so much, so much data flowing in instantaneously, from unknowns in the deeper deep mind of a baby, a little babies brain, what will happen?
Producing good results? Or horrible twisted ones, it is not known? Will baby Jessi, turn into a monster?
Will he lose his innocents?
Will he trip, flip and go over into the mouth of the darkside irretrievably?
Will he reach his minds highest level, it has ever been, due to the fact that in the new change in his minds confines, it becomes under the aura of the strange alter ego, which is being incorporated into his primal, old inherited DNA, plus his new mentality, is being, and undergoing involuntary upgrades, where he notices one minute he is thinking, as he is supposed to, as a child one minute, and the next minute, he switches and his maturity levels zooms ahead, and he is enabled to think as an adult! These combobulations, trigger chemicals projection physically, changing him from one boy, to a new improved person in the form of a boy! Nature is superimposing on him, the decisive endowments of thunderistic capabilities, which is making an experiment out of him, by design, the likes of which, the final results will be unknown! But can he be stable mentally physically, as person, when invading his thoughts, are the thoughts intruding from the invisible boy, he merged with, and he is possessed by, feelings he feels emerging now, are enabling new sensations, and new feelings empowering his mind, and affecting his judgments, for now for better or for worse? He has two thought wave signals frequencies, affording him access to experiences gleaned from the wisdoms, and data base memories of another! All these transformations, are relegating him, to have a superior level, central higher mental concentration direction, inline with the potentialities, and static electrical electromagnetic power manipulations, that transcend his little being, translating him, molecularly with the recognition biologically of being, none other than a super being! With all these changes spontaneously happening, so quickly in him, the only thing missing to develop, and come into being is his ego, and those subconscious sensibilities, which make the man, the man! Mother nature is pushing the envelope with him, will he be the predator or the prey?

Will his kind, empathetic, loving personality, modulate, participate, fluctuate, and open strange black gates, and stick he in his tiny little finger in and participate, like that of a good child will he be, only in time we will see?

Oh powers! Powers speak'ith, thee, war horse secrecy, options thous are, behest natures quest, less guess he, prescription wealthy? What has'ith thee in store, What has'ith thee in store, waiting for little Baby Jessi?

Baby Jessi, still flying at super sonic speeds now approaches apexes circles the air above the ionic sphere of the Jungles of Doom!

The boys mind, sparked nuanced capacity, and it evolves,

endowing him to inherit instantaneously a phenomenal academic pedigree, from the rainbow child's mind, with intellectual heft, figuratively allowing him to out think his jealous foes down below.

And it adapt's making it useable for a slew of new purposes, crossing the borderless border, that confines the times of minds and men, and surges here within them, with facts, with distinctions of numbers, numbers, numbers on the walls, numbers, numbers on the walls of his, yes it is, of his little mind, which now is a huge mind, huge for Baby jessi! The seams of his brains skull physicality, as it gets more frequency power, is warping the seams of his skull! Will his brain burst out, only time will tell, for now Baby Jessi, has now evolved, and is still doing so, even more so now!

But, many, many unknowns interplay here, just like one has to take into account planetary alignment, when dealing with other areas of science, when it comes to the realms in the subconciosology of the mind, to merge and mesh them just right, depends on intangible unprecedented factors hard to quantify! Will the outcome be a sane mentally healthy outcome or will it not? And what about his abilities, like his chameleonoic ability, to be a child or man?
One thing is for sure, He is no longer : THE BABY JESSI YOU KNEW!
Just imagine if you had another mind inside your mind, but not just that, the differences in subtle details, culturally, physically, and mental perceptions interpretations, translated in all tight data spreads, merging into you all at once!? His brain, Contains exponentiation, multiplication, division, adding and subtracting, mathematicities spatial hypothetical congregations that are spewing rebelliously now violent integers, up to dancing in the vacuums, in the fractalized profundity, of his head, with the ideas, capabilities, unique wisdoms, that Baby Jessi never, never, never knew he had!

This rare orbital combinatoriality, conscious and subconscious awareness from baby to the adult brain shift level in his head, is terribly confusing to him, as you must imagine. All of this, has no-on, off switch. And it's the confluences of all these pockets of dynamic strengths, and troffs, that will, by necessity, leave much scientific alignments to be desire, but life can't wait, Baby Jessi's minds gate is open!
He can feel conflicted in several states of consciousness, more complex then the next!
Does he think like a child?
Does he trust himself? Does he trust his mind? Is his mind his mind?
Does he think like a man, does he do both? And if capable to access the maturity of an adult brain, what will be the impedous of his behavior, revenge or empathy? The beauty of life, is time is always changing, moving, evolving, never the same time twice, except for baby Jessi? Can Baby Jessi be Baby Jessi and a adult man at the same time? The Powers of Thunder Wonders are manifesting! Throughout time thousands have gotten touched by thunder, few have lived to manifest in the glory of electromagnetic powers! He will not be the first nor the last, but his age is putting that plausible possibility in doubt! His cerebellum is oscillating in his skull!
Wonder ever you, the power magic thunder can do, to a mind in time, we will see BABY JESSI, turn into PowerBoyman he?
Such are the conflicts, he alone must sort out, these mind, subconscious, inter brain dilemmas overwhelm him. Its weight is too much to much to absorb in one gulp! All this brute force power brain changes in his head, is happening so fast, his heavy brain weighs more than lead! At first it scares little Baby Jessi, he feel things. He feels new sensations, sensation not of boy, but of man, maturity sensations which change him, upon him land! And without understanding a thing, Baby Jessi's body power and brain becomes easily converted into subconscious behavioral formulas, that contain increases, in his awareness, that he is becoming stronger exponentially, second by second. his little baby finger tips get red, get hot, get burning, and suddenly bursting forth from them is wonder thunder, scorching the heaven as he zooms through the air, from down below a crowd gathers, to see the spectacle! Is it a meteor. it must be? Is it a falling star crossing the night sky, it must be? No, it is not. Its Baby Jessi, Powerboy!

But, as he feels this strangeness happening in his mind and body, his childlike fears disappears, and are replaced with confidence, that, he can stand up for himself, and if need be, know and realize these feelings of increasing brute force power, make him feel secure and sure of himself and free. No longer does he need to cry out for help to his Mommy! No, he grew out of that mentality now quickie, and understands now, and now feels independence, as his mind suddenly morphs into adulthood.

All these surges of states of knowledge, flowing into his little mind expands it spontaneously, into a big mind, a bigger mind, getting it bigger and bigger, as he taps into natures thunder wonder! Will he use these powers and abilities for good or will he use it for evil?

Will he be become a righteous hero, and protector of good, against evil, or a will Baby Jessi, become a GOD!

[ 3 ]

How does it feel flying and what's it like ?
Well, it started when he wanted to get away from the mud statues! When he jumped to get out of the way, he in-advertently, by jumping away trying to escape, he used so much energy, he got air born, and now miraculously is zooming, flying through the air! And, as he does so, thoughts about flying, flashed into this little child's head, for he never flew before! He finds the air flowing over his skin, akin, to being like a fish in water! It's a kind of like swimming, in that he notices the air, or water pressure is heavier, as you fly downward, and lighter as you fly up! If you can imagine you are him, You would be amazed, if you just keep you hands together, to form a knife shape with your fingers, as you cut through the air! That simple hand formation increases your speed two fold !
It speeds up your thrust substantially, slicing through the air with the greatest of ease! You're stunned, how by just something as simple, as keeping your legs straight, and closed, and your angles held tightly together, how this also increases your speed! Speed," WOW, THINKS," Baby Jessi, as he is now flying for the first time in his life, for the very first time! It so crazy, but real! No, not dreaming, no not trying to, but doing, actually doing it! Flying through time and space, ha, ha, ha! He laughs to himself on the inside with his mouth closed, cause, as he quickly has learned, if he laughs normally, the air flow zooming around the contours of his face, would affect the aero dynamics, of his speed attainment, and he does not want to do anything to slow him down, not for a second! This is way to much fun, ha, ha, ha, he thinks to himself smiling and laughing! And, right now, this feeling, this feeling is just so cool, so good, the feeling of flying is just so cool, so cool, it's amazing! It tickles ha, ha, ha, the air ha, ha ! The air, woooooo, wow! It's going up my nose and WOW, OH BOY! Ha, ha, ha! Its sounds like the grand canyon in my ears too! OH WOW! If my Mommy, could only see me now! Flying! Ha, ha, ha!

And right now, more than anything else in the whole wide world, he wants to just learn to fly! To fly in the sky ha, ha, ha! Oh my! Ha, ha, ha! ZOOM . . . Zoooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm om onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnmmmm!
So we see him, now, happier than he ever, ever was in his life! His brain and mind, interfused molecularly percentiles, actuating on high voltages frequencies intelligencies, inside his zones of his altered mind states, he, of course, without even knowing he is doing it, jolted his mind, and absorbs the influx of new imported data sets, concurrently, and no longer will he have to function as a child, with low proficiency, but now using enhanced power extracted mental syndromes data utilization circuitry, from the entity in his head, mediates the newly acquisition-ed power modularity data of it's environmental sustainability, to become transformed into his new self!
"Powerboy!" Now, zooming in the air, over the time scales of mere seconds, he moves his hands, with his palms flat and pointed, like little wings, throughout the air, to bank the air, and without having a clue, what he is doing, or how he is flying, he gets accustomed to shift, and swing his bodies momentum, to press and compress the air in the z, direction of absolute vorticity, of the air mass, he is flying through, accelerating him self even faster, and faster still yet! He is so excited, his little heart is beating so rapidly, as so many mentality changes are concurrently
taking place, as the mind of the child's gets downloads from the other mentality in his head, his brain compresses to quickly, and is in extreme pressure, and duress! His brain suddenly capitulates, and goes into, vortex circuitrial mentality trauf, and he passes out, in mid air at full velocity, and falls, free falling downward, apparently he blacked out! He has evolve so well up till now! It looked like his body could tolerate the huge biological transformation changes! His brain, and subconscious mind, had been exerting itself striving very hard, making every effort to adapt to the invisibles child mind, and the thunder atomic data, providing general information regarding transfer of circuitial electrical data course equivalencies, quickly biologically, but!

Alast, its all over! Now, what we saw was Mothers Natures re- defining what is possible. The minds faculties and phenomena, that were occurring in his brain, are apparently inexplicable by any other means other than fractal natural laws! Mother Natures little experimentation, was suddenly about to end in disaster! His head couldn't take the deployment stress overloads! Now, as he starts to fall to his death! Zooming straight down now, this is horrible way to die! Downward, air trajectory erratic, increasing speed heading for the face of rocky plateau, where he no doubt will smash into it!
That will be his final end, and it's such a shame. We miss him already! He will perish and die alone in a world, all by him self two million years ago, and never knew what hit him! He was a good boy, and honest kid, brilliant to! And he was blessing! A nice personality, and fun to be around! But, thats the way the cookie crumbles, too bad! Zoom! Funny, though, many times in life, we think we are going to die, someday, when we are very, very old, resigned to be quiet in our favorite bed, propped up on our pillow all warm and comfy, in our beds watching youtube! But, for him it will be his skull crunching into an immovable object, and his brains, blood and guts, splashing over the place! POW! He unfortunately, is fractally unconsciousness now, falling like rag doll, and when he was little, he used to love rag dolls, too! In fact, when was just a little boy of three, way back, back on earth, in the twentieth century, he had three : The Hulk, Miss Piggy, and Elmo! He used to get the Hulk, angry and beat up Elmo! He'd take the Hulks arm, and bash Elmo, in his nose, POW! POW! Boom! POW Ow! OW! Oh, shucks stop! Who says so? I do! Oh, year take that, POW, POW! And, Miss piggy, oh course, being quite the girl, would get frustrated at the boys, and yelled : "would you stupid jackasses, stop fighting and be nice," and Elmo would punch her in the nose, POW! Yes, yes, so many lovely baby time, memories he had:

He remembered his mother, yelling at him, when was two years old, to eat his," Original Shredded Wheat Cereal," for breakfast, that it is a smart selection, because it is low in saturated fat, contains 0 trans fat and 0 cholesterol, and is a high source of this and that, but he hated it! Such is life! So many of childhood memories all for nort, he lived to the ripe old age of five years old! Or so it seems in his dreams, as he speeds throughout the air toward the mountain of stone, that will crush his bone!

Distance to impact : less the one minute, descending down, to ten thousand feet, five thousand, four thousand, three thousand then, suddenly from the opposite direction zooming up to intercept him is, "Ham and Cheese," the rainbow kids, who are a two headed conjoined twins flying up to save him and catch him just in the nick of time! Hi, I am Ham, and I am Cheese are you all right? Oh, boy he doesn't look all right, Ham? Year Cheese, lets fly him down and lay on the ground and see if we save him, quick! So, Ham and Cheese flew the body of Baby Jessi, down and took him home to their parents.

What is that? Vardue, Vardue, yelled the mother Miriami, calling out to her husband Vardue, to stop what he is doing and come. Come dear, she yelled again to him, look what the children brought home for dinner!

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Meanwhile far away, back in, The Jungles of Doom,
The Blue medicine man, was feeling blue, really blue, dejected, angry, confused, he doesn't do failure very well, and abhors criticism, and gets really embarrassed big time, when his magic doesn't work in front of people! Makes him cry sometimes! How would feel if your magic did not work?
Why has he failed? How could the child tell his mud statues disguise in the fountain, was faked? What, how and why? Usually his plans and black magic power worked, but why are they failing him so embarrassingly now, in front of his followers making him look, like cheap skate, has been! An over the hill Medicine man, ready to kick the bucket dude, without any good powerful magic left? Why?
He got depressed, and was in the dumps! The Blue Medicine man was blue! Yet again, he was trumped by the child. Wild with rage he was, for being upstaged, in the smarts by a little tiny child, whose lucky luck, was off they charts!
The kid, had escaped certain death again, and true, flew he did, with the power of an eagle in high flight, what, what, oh, what gives him this might, puzzled the Blue Medicine man, and from his friends, no answer came ?
What do we do, Hunkamarhat? He has laughed the last laugh at us, what do we do great one? Yes, asked, Larxarka modoon, another Medicine chieftain, worried about, what they will say, when they find out about this, in the tribe, rumors and gossip, will spread quick! If you men, don't say anything, no one will know, said the Blue Medicine, Hunkamarhat!
Me, no know, what to do? The Oracle, she, she warned me, to be better than me, or he would beat me! I guess I didn't know how! But, neither did I know, the Baby Jessi child could fall into a trap, and get out of a trap just like that? As, if that was not enough, fly off in a huff! High in the sky? What powers has he in his eyes? What do you think about that? It is obvious, he is the devil. Thats why he laughs at us great one! No, he is not the devil, but, I think, we don't know anything about him! We are just learning!
Perhaps we, of him, know not, what we do know about, are the walkers of the underworld! There is the place, where both the Bat people dead, and alive fly, so why can't I? What say you, Hunkamarhat? I have a heavy heart, I have been shamed, disgraced lost face, not just with you, but my self! Prefer, I death, or switch places with the Bat people, and gain the power to fly, faster than him, and kill him!

No, Hunkamarhat. This is no way for you great one? My head upset, need calm. I will go to prayers, cave, " Buck din donga ding," to seek out the spirits scholarship, and pray to show me the path, but, for now I wish to die! Come! So, it was a disheartened Blue Medicine man, Hunkamarhat, he along with his followers, took the long trek to the holy cave, in the mountains! There they prayed to the seven gods, and The Blue Medicine man asked for redemption, and help to become, as the Oracle said, "Better than himself." He knew, of evil spirits that could fly.
And he wanted to be like them, and they join in prayer in ritual singing his name," Chaahogta," to grant passage of the underworld spirits. To rise up, and commune in peace with them, in solidarity! But, the Blue Medicine man, was distraught, and solicited the evil one, to come forth, and penetrate his body, so he could fly and revenge him self, on the boy, where ever he be! And suddenly there was aloud ringing in his hears, as the force of darkness acknowledge his request, and hummed in his ears! The ringing sounded like a strange humming, that was oscillating rapidly : " whomingwhommmmmwhomningg," and then stopped and it was gone! There are many Spirits, in the under world, but they're, are there, and you are here! I am going where the chilly winds do blow, and ghost take one in tow, and die fly I across the sky in a blink of an eye!
So Hunkamarhat prayed to be like him, prayed to be with him and sold his soul!
One thing is to ask their blessings, it quite another to ask them to come inside one! Think you? What understand you, Hunkamarhat? All the brave talk could not hide the defeat in his face, or his sad resolve, he was lost, sad and looked it. It was his pride that was killing him bit by bit, consuming him up! Bushnhaa pated the seat beside him, making him understand he wanted him to sit near. But, sat down, but Hunkamarhat dared not look in his eyes, he didn't want to hear the truth his good friend would say! All he wanted was power! He wanted to die or get power! He took out some zhabasiiiss weeds, leaves to sniff and snort, and soon he felt relaxed, and saw the writings on the wall! He shifted on his seat, and crossed his legs, then uncrossed them, he was solemn and undecided. You could see he was thinking deeply! Then, he broke his silence and turned without looking into his eyes and said, Bushnhaa! Listen good friend, I rather seek the bad spirit, and let it pass into me, and me into it. I will be better than me, and be able to fly and from the sky fly and make the boy die, Baby Jessi must die! So say I!
Than, I will help! But, what happens great one, if one, it possesses you, it hangs your kindness, and tosses your good heart and brings a bad one, and changes your personality grossly to where you are not? Your heart is good, but it is bad, badder than us! Hunkamarhat, sighed audibly, and raised his eye brows and shrugged : This is what ever it is to be, shall be, said The Blue Medicine man Hunkamarhat!

Bushnhaa could feel himself shriveled up and see he was not himself, and was surprised, he let his emotions get the best of him! Look at me, what happens if he hangs you, Hunkamarhat? What happen if he changes you and you are not you?
If I am not me, my dear friend Bushnhaa, first let me finish my mission of revenge and stomp on Baby Jessi's body, then be you to put me in a trance, and do an exorcism to remove the evil one from my soul, so I can return to be me! So, I say, I agree, for your sake I hope you succeed and I succeed! The men shook hands, their way, by each clasping the other forearm and shaking it as their custom! Bushnhaa smiled but , Hunkamarhat almost smiled! You know Bushnhaa, said Hunkamarhat, leaning over and whispering, he had crunched down on his seat, so his mouth was level with his ears, so no others could here his speech! You are a good friend, you're with me in my hour of stress, and spiritual need. Grateful me! Grateful, me also, great one! Blessed, I am, to have such an understanding friend as you! Thank you! Your tongue to me speaks thrushes of truth, as mine to yours great one! I will, no matter what the future brings have your memory in permanently resident in here, said Bushnhaa, pointing to and tapping his chest where his heart is! Know, I will try to live up to your trust great one! So after much prayers and offerings and sacrifices, fruits special holy tree bark saps, with special aromas to please the gods and the spirit world, they snorted the remains of an ancestor, known for scholarship, and waited for the other members to come, so they can start the singing, and start the ritual of futkodamic! About an hour later, about twenty drummers dressed in full regalia of white and black feathers of the de Reicreofojewka fir bird.

And the tribesmen arrived, and beat out fractals, drum beats iterating wildly in full ranges of crescendos, and the blue Medicine humbled himself and they placed him in a special tent, walled of from the rest of the cave, to allow for some many privacy and began washing off of Hunkamarhat, the blue paints of his skin from the Subolac violets juice, and slowly off came all the blue stains! They washed him cleaned to purify him, as was their religion! Then came a nude woman holding a naked toddler in her arms, a boy so that his new innocent spirit, will pass into Hunkamarhats body to keep him pure, in trouble times ahead! Afterwards they prayed as they now, painted him, with his body one half white, and one half black! Signifying, he now one part death and one part life! One half dead and one part alive! And ready him to be possessed by the under-worlder that is coming! After that another woman, brought out a large basket of drugged salamanders, and they cut open their bellies and wiped the contents in the hair of Hunkamarhat, till it was thick with it, and it looked like yellow glue! The special aroma sunk in to head, into brain drunkening him, to the point he was limp and dizzy! They, then laid him out on th ground, on a bed of pebbles, and placed his arms folded on his chest, and closed his eyes. Then six, seven tribesmen dug out a grave, and lower him inside, and covered his body with layers upon layers of leaves, followed by one layer of white flowers, followed by a layer of leaves as was their custom! This ceremony was the "zibonalarmiumbo," or, " the right of passage to the spirit world." the idea was they put you in the hole and place fresh meat of a live beast on top, if the animals of the jungle eat only the beast, then you are good to receive th spirit, it they eat you and the meat you are not worthy! A simple ceremony, and if you are not eaten, you must wait till morning to be taken out by th tribesmen, in another ceremony called," Irk-bu-sahta", or," Resurrection."
So, they proceeded and did as planned, they killed a wilder-beast, and dropped it in the grave on top of the hole, and bad him farewell, and many good byes, till morning! During the night beasts will come to feast. Hunkamarhat will be safe, if the spirits, choose to spare his life, and protect him. If he survives a spirit will arrive, and possess his mind, and he will be he, no more, but another! The drummers, they serenaded him with drums pounding and chants as they slowly retreated, back into the Jungle of Doom! :
Come, done come done come beast come!
Badinage badinage badinage badinage!
AH aee ah aye ee a Come done come done come beast come!
AH aee ah aye ee a Come done come done come beast come!
AH aee ah aye ee a Come done come done come beast come!
Badinage badinage badinage badinage!

And so things went rolling right along, till :
Meanwhile, he bravely lays in the bottom of the hole, sweating buckets of sweat, trembling at his life's bet, will die fry, or fly in the sky, find Baby Jessi and pluck out his eye?

It's the middle of the night! The night is full of sounds of night, crickets, saying : " cricket, cricket, cricket!" The constancy of the annoying sounds of the crickets is accompanied by the other critters, both big and small, gentle and vicious, hungry and starving, far, and near! The Blue Medicine Hunkamarhat, hears all the sounds, it torments his two ears there, in the dark alone terrifying, and scarring his bones! What is hard? Waiting is the hard part! Waiting, waiting . . death is the start, passing is the goal, being ghost possessed, his mission!

Being killed might happen too, either way, one way or another this day will end!
And perhaps him too, has prepared mentally, for that eventuality! No man or woman lives for ever. It is, but not the how, but when, and tonight is as good as any, thinks the Blue Medicine man, Hunkamarhat to himself alone, in the hole on the precipice of the underworld leading to the unknown! Wait, what beating heart adaptations, innovations avocations olds!

He hurled his hands up to face, and scratched his nose, cause it was itching, as a ant crawled up it! And on top of that, the place stunk! And way on top, of him, that wilder-beast, they threw on top of the hole! The retched funk of the animals orifices gases was oozing out real smelly like, in the night air there!

He shook his head, opened his eyes and it was so black, and began to ramble, insanely talking to himself, since there no one else to speak to, and this might be the last time, he speaks!
This not bravery, on the part of me, you see, this is my destiny! I am but man, man from the land. Land I come, land I go! My life tragedy, stem from that baby! He created," Haghag," instead of me, and it will live in infamy, his name will be remembered not me, my jealousy no, it can't be! But it is. I am shamed! It has driven me crazy! I have by him been out done! By creating, Haghag," he has made me look small, not tall! " But, when I tried to revenge my self, and kill him. These tribulations of adversity, confound the spirit powers in me, as they left me, abandoned! I failed not once but twice, like death on cold ice, it has done me in sin! He has insulted me, so deeply, I wish to be die dead fried dead friend!

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The Scary Jesse Chronicles

Chapter 9

Now, listen do I? Do I, Do I, Do I, Do I, why sky come'ith he? Crossed I be, this destiny ? Dark larks looms in the Jungle of dooms? So vexed then pharmacy chemicals of jungle-icity, has wrought foul child down upon me, disturbing my fame! De butchering me! Moment, what? What hear I ? In here, my ears one two, night fright too! Is it the swerves, curves, of bad thoughts, diverging the feeling of fragile, in me or nerves?

Nothing, nothing in me wrong, strong? No scared, am I ? Why? Wide eyed wait me I?

To die with honor this way, is better to live in shame walking the Jungles of Doom that way, as a has been! A loser! I wait here alone in my little hole! I wait here in my grave! Which? I know not, for in matters of Destiny, better it is not to see the depth of my own hypocrisy, and controversy of its gravity! Go I know where not!

Wait I for the beast in my jungle, eat 'ith me, enjoy flesh of me? Or ghost in me, destiny will see! Its taking so long waiting in pain, going insane what why? Come do it! Come do it! Come do it! Do it take no longer! Is death ashamed of me too! What say'ith you? "Main di'iz hooka vend so' ity winyna dendra betray jiu foonerhindrac?" So be! So!

Wait, wait my beating heart, fearful, am I? So, the man in his tomb grossly turns, this way and that, trying to be comfortable, in an uncomfortable place in time! He chats with his soul, out of control, not knowing, from what minute to the next, bet adaptation, innovations zigzagging through fractal patterns, flashing obtusely, in the chilling winds of darkness, and blight, hoping for freedom evil might, to come at last!
Men, yes, men and women, do strange things! And the funny thing is, intelligent man do stupid things, even though they are intelligent! Why is this? But, no answer comes from the abyss! He yells, from under the ground sound: Universe curse, grant me my wish! Be my death wish, crisp!
Oh night, sound sounds in ground be me without liberty, with ant and bugs crawling all over me! Yes, fool be you and me! I can feel the glory, of the gory, for door open it for me to enter, will you come along? For here, I am amongst the places, where the dead live! Here crooked twisting cocked spirits domain are game! Very game, indeed! What are you doing in here? What?

I can feel the soil! I can feel the good earth dirt! Full of spirits! Spirits are the assemblages, of after thoughts, of previous entities, devoid of bones, vehicles of fleshes fractal mesh, restless without home, or domes, in times space time, alone time, because of a life of fractal crime! They are thought to be, and in some cases, are clean slated, but as in all things, and all ecosystems, there's exceptions, some think, and live to evil to die! So, true it is some people are so bad, they defy die, death why? Only god knows!
May gods of earth, sea, and animals, and seasons, see the where with all of my reasons : Grant me, passage, safe paths devoid of rathe's, too turbulent for me to control! Ancestors! Oh, mighties hear me! I will lean over backwards, do one's damnedest, do one's darnedest, to move heaven and earth, to bust Baby Jesse's chops!

I call on the Spirits to me enter, for I amongst the ready! I thought I was ready, and smart amongst my people, but the truth be told, things I knew not, so much I know, but even all that, I what, know is nothing, for example when, when I try to kill a buffalo, his skin is so hard and thick I must stab him, several times and still nothing! He turns and chases me! Embarrassing! I, ask all the brothers and sisters, in me that I never ever knew I had, the Oracle said I have brothers and sisters called, Hawkhidocks!

Hawkhidocks, in unlimited amounts in me my body, and they are alive, living quietly in me! To you, if you can hear me help me, guide me in my hour of fear, in here in the underworld, may you grant me safe passage too! I trust you! For what will happen to me, will happen to you too! What? Whats that ? I wait, I wait my . .Fate? Ya yaaaaaaa something is out side? Something, a thing has come and found the meat above my head dead!
What is it above my grave? A Loin Lion? A Asultong? A Bamix? Who knows, perhaps if I stop thinking, perhaps if I stop breathing, perhaps if I stop being, peace will I have? If I could stop this. I would, I can hear them growling, roaring, growling, ripping out chucks of hot red flesh! Have you ever heard anything like it when the lion jabs his teeth in to a big bodies flesh! It makes a horrible sound, crunch, like death kissing the ground eating the world and you in it too! ROARRRRRRAAAH! What? Why, am I feeling funny, something is not right, my head feels strange, am I deranged ? Why, am I confused, YAW YAaaaa, I wish to wait no more! Will you eat me too, do it die I ?

COME BEAST IN THE NIGHT EAT ME BE DONE WITH IT!
COME BEAST IN THE NIGHT EAT ME BE DONE WITH IT!
YAyaAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Well, so the story goes the man in the hole, prayed for death!

True, too, the night was dragging on, when the beasts many came in flamed hungry too!
One by one found the carcass of the ceremony and ate with pleasure and feasted hearty!
They ripped open the wilder beast, belly, and removed its heart with a tug!
Drank its blood, like drinking from a mug!
And rejoiced, when full, ripped out big huge chunks, and carried off legs, necks and ribs loaded with meat, to bring to their children to feed on!

They, when done ran off with them, parts leaving trails of blood on the jungles grounds in the black night, on the Jungles terrains grounds making horrible sounds!

And the man, in the depth of the hole, they left alone! All alone!
And, meanwhile, in the bottom of the hole. The blood of the beast above, dripped down below, below, through the leaves, running downward on to him, in his face! Drip, drip, drip came the blood drops, dripping on him," pity pater, pity pater, pity pater," on the man still alive down below! And why, is he alive? A spirit saw him and filled, knew his purpose, and crossed the barrier of your reality, to anothers brothers into him filling him, and he who was possessed with another, screamed YOWwwwwwwwwya ahhhhhhh! The scream for nort, was short, followed by silence! He, the Blue Medicine man was himself no more. When, and how many times does the occasion arise, when perhaps you are angry, and, so mad you do something really crazy, in the spur of the moment! Then, later, regret you did it, what you did! Oh, what came over you and made you do it? Was, this or that, immaturity me, matter of fact, and you tell yourself, I don't know? I don't know what got into me? What made me do that, what got into me?

Well! Well! What happens, there is a zone void in the parameters of the inside periphery of the subconscious mind, that is subject to Magic's power of words, and thoughts are the conduits and portal door swing open to the boundless confines of infiniteness realms of the unknown! When all kinds of spirits dwell, and in a fraction, of a fraction of a second, one will enter you, take you over and you did it, just like that! Now, when in the area of subjecting your self voluntarily, to allow an unknown Spirit to come into you, it is not you, thinking! But another you will to do, that which under normal thinking circumstances you would by no means do, do, do do it, do doooo it! And so vulnerable, any adroit spirit demonically inclined Spirit, can take advantage of you, and do it! So, was one, an variant force called Sentinel 523, saw he, the Blue Medicine man and into him, jump, jumped in quickly! Dan, Dan, Dannnnnnnn! Doom, DOOOOM! DOOOOOOM! But! But was a creature like no other, and thugs this thing, was not born of flesh, not alive, but made alive in code, an," AI, Manifestinies in the power of the underworlds " force bold, set free in another time line out of the bowels of vexed twisted destinies! He comes, he comes, beware! B W A R E!

The world was he, in its dark dynasty. There is much to fear now! The Blue Medicine man wanted to make himself better, but better for the worse? Curse? For there is much to fear, now not just for Baby Jesse, for all things living! Here comes Sentinel 523, destroyer of thee!

It is the exquisite hour of resurrection! Reincarnation : "humid vafatr ulichom emote nod nwod-smiled" and smiled back like a heart attack, for this was the second divided by two, one for me and one for you! Fear in here places unknown you, venture from your home out cedar side dome, of your zone of comfortability, here inside the silly side of me! Brave be thee?

Now, we must make note, that this jet black circumstance, just doesn't, just happen here, and now, in The Jungle of Doom! But, through out time modern or other wise! It was true, that ,"Diabolical invasion," was not the sole providence of those by fate born in the backwards wild bush in the jungles of primitive man! Oh, no! Dare not you feel superior, far detached matched! But also, far and wide, also let it be noted, in the future time, two million years in the future, around the seventeenth century, they were host to the peaks of accusations in France's witch craft hunts, and during many time frames not just in France, but other places too, numbers of cases immersed by those who deal with the paranormal Spirits belief, especially priest and nuns, of that era! see it here >http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aix-en-Provence_possessions And, Spirit possession is a paranormal occurrence, self is supplanted by other self, and other disincarnate, or other entities, take control of a human body like yours! And you are not you! Any more!
The concept of Spiritual possession exists in many religions, too, including :

African, Asia, Christianity, Buddhism, Haitian, Wick, even in the Hebrew Bible, magic was widely practiced in the late Second temple period.
see it here >http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spirit_possession
The Tandtric Buddhist scriptures, depiction of others called "Seizers," or Possessor take on the form of your pet, and speak to you direct!
Taoism and other East-Asian religions, there is what is called shamanism, and shinto, and some Japanese religions, featured mediums channeling and empower the weapons of the Samurai, so it too would be unstoppable, and cut off the head in a flash!
In Sudan and many African societies and cultures, there is no other than the [ sear ] cults, where Muslim women are taken over!
In Haitian,' Vodou,' and some Spirits comes known as the [ lwa ], or also called,' Chwal,' or the "Horse of the Spirit." it comes and takes over, and rover be he, by spirituality by electricity. They describe this as a beautiful force energy flowing as if they were being electrocuted!

Bali of indonesia they too like the tribes of the Jungles of Doom, pass in trances, called,' Asnghyang,' sacred states, and Catholic doctrine details for the plight of the fallen angels, doing with you what they wish! In other words : Its not you, so you are not to blame? Or are you?
The Minds door opens under the influence of chemicals taken externally, sniffed, snorted, smoked, or wiping gently special ointments on the skin, from magic trees hidden in deep forest, secreted! If not externally, than internally brain self created, especial people most susceptible to being possessed, are individuals with weak boundaries, and low self-esteem, sad ones, negative thinkers or non thinkers or little thinkers, almost certainly with dysfunctional ego involvement in manifestations of this phenomenon! You hear, through fear, depression, obsession created in the brains sectors minds chemical creators, allowing for the closing of the eyes, and in an instantaneous sliver sleep of a half second, to be being possessed! Like the rest! Thus the animal shapes of death, unrest entering the you, you are, to un you totally!

Later:

The next day the tribesmen, as was custom returned beating their drums to honor him, and seek peace and to see if the Blue Medicines was alive, so they could perform the rest of the special religious ceremony to remove him from that place, to bring him into the suns day light of the world! But, when they went to the hole, the hole was empty! Dead empty! He was not killed, not eaten, not dead, but of his own accord gone!

This was strange! Strange indeed! All know, that if you do the rules of the ceremony, and you survive the night, you are to wait for the arrival of the tribesmen, to free you, lift you out of the graves hole, and bring you to the surface! But, the hole, it was empty! How strange thought Bushnhaa, friend of Hunkamarhat, the Blue Medicine man!
If hunkamarhat the blue Medicine man, was not discovered by the hungry animals predators, he was supposed to stay in the hole and wait! Why he did not? Bushnhaa got in the hole looking for clues! He found none! No mans blood, no human bones, no human head, thus concluded, Hunkamarhat, he was not dead! this was bad news for waiting in the hole was a duty, and waiting in the hole live or dead, was only one component of the broader details, of the holy traditions of darkness rituals, of the median from the Jungles of Doom, had to carry out! No, something was not right here! Heres a breach of the times continuum, framework model influencing specimens, formatted order, arrangements in the underworld, had not exerted protocols, the repercussions of which, could be a bad omen, the likes of which would darken the sun for generations! For one does not play with the Dark powers! Bushnhaa, sat down looking for clues, with his eyes wide open, his arms crossed, examining the ground around the hole! He found human finger prints, and foot steps,just about his size, leading away from the edge of the hole, with blood stains on the bottom of its heels! Was this hunkamarhats, or his other self brother, marked possessed, was his only guess? This thing in him, did not allow him to follow the ritual rules, it must consider us fools, and ran away with him! What sin? Hunkamarhat, could he be possessed by, and not remember the ritual rules of whom he is, or who we be? Oh my great one, mystery? He took the prerogative to leave the hole? I know him. i know my friend too well, this he would not do voluntarily! No, this wasn't like him at all! he would do a lot of things, but not this! If he was of sane mind he would not have gone. Something was wrong! Some is really wrong! Where be he, where?

But the Medicine man, Bushnhaa was right! Hunkamarhat, the Blue Medicine man, he was taken over by a pather from the dark, and it was bad, and this Spirit man, cared nort, for following Hunkamarhats, desire for revenge on Baby Jessi, or following traditions rules, or anything else, its main concern was, it was free in a body, and it was going to use that body to suit himself eternally! Dark deed indulgences embodiments unforeseen consequences in the darkness of time!

And so, the search drew to a close, the hole was empty and the Blue Medicine man was gone! Where nobody knows, the drummers, said farewell to him, and turned their procession around as they headed back into the Jungles of Doom! And they beat the big drums, as they moved along and departed. : BOOM, boom backa boom, BOOM, boom backa boom, BOOM, boom backa boom, BOOM, boom backa boom, BOOM, boom backa boom,

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Meanwhile : Baby Jesse was going through strange experiences too!

Now, Baby Jesse got saved by Ham and Cheese, who took him home, and he rested up and awoke after they took care of him.

Baby Jesse, was a indeed, stranger flying through the skies above land called Muzmucjoo'o'ka, where the the rainbow people lived!

And, the son of Vardue and Mariami, Ham and cheese, took Baby Jesse home, and his parents were amazed to see him!

Never had they ever seen the likes of him, so small tiny, and funny looking!

They had heard of rumors that the Jungles, had all types of wild tribes of people in it, that were backward and barbaric, and now they had one in their house, the only think in common with them was, he like them could fly, and it was really interesting!

He was a small tiny baby boy no more five or six years old they thought, and a strange one in their midst!

The parents of Ham and Cheese, Vardue and Mariami were a little cautious at first when they brought inn him and laid the unconscious child down in their living room!

Not knowing what exactly to expect, but, he was after all just a little boy! So, they soon realized, he had to be harmless, and after all their son, had saved the kids life! So, they put aside their concerns about him, and cared for him! The mother washed him, and put cool towel packs of water, on him cause he had a high fever, and his head seem awfully hot for some unknown reason! When the wet towels were placed on his forehead steam rose from it! What had happen to him, unknown to them was Baby Jesse mind got hurt during Electro recycling transmissions to bio deployment thunderistical maneuvers, and if, its true that the earth has the ability to heal itself! The minds, has the ability to heal itself also! All was needed was time for his mind to be resynchronized, so this situation was a blessing in disguise in more ways than one! It not only saved baby Jesse life, but both, gave his mind a break to rest, get revitalized, and re orchestrated the continuity of evolution of his mind intra-structuralities! It was wondrous!

The parents and the kid, they all were really surprised as they examined him! They didn't understand the steam rising from him! And, were extremely curious about him, and could wait for him to recover so they ask questions to see what they could learn about him and his folks!

The wanted to know who were his people?

They put him in a bed, made of material fashion from some kind of rubber derivatives, used to relax the body and especially the mind.

And, it wasn't soon after, that he came to, and they nurtured him back to health by letting him rest, and feeding him with strained juices and special plants soups known to rejuvenate the nervous system, and rebalance the equilibrium core centers of the mind responsible for aeronautic flying!

And, about two hours later, he did recover and was greeted warmly, followed by a deluged of questions. Most of which centered, around, who he was, and why his skin wasn't Rainbow colored, and why he flying erratically in the air, and why he passed out while flying?

He took his time drinking the juices, and it made him feel much better! And after sleeping a little bit, He felt up to talking, and he explained to them as best he could, he was lost from another time, he didn't tell them anything about his real world he came from, he didn't tell about his real father, or mother, nothing about his parents, or any other many family members! That was something, he didn't want them to know about, because, just like the tribes in the Jungle of Doom, he did not know how they would take it, or how they would react to it!

And he didn't trust old people no longer, anyways! Not even these two people who appeared to very kind and nice, and their strange two headed son who was helping him too! He had gotten burned too often, by people who acted nice and kind, but turned around, and tried to harm him and kill him! So he shied away from talking freely to them although he was dying in need, to talk with someone, but, that would have to wait till he got back to his Mommy, and Daddy!

So, he only wanted to talk to them about the tribe he lived with the Jungle, and he talked about the Blue Medicine Man, he met, and he talked about when he first learned about the Rainbow people, and how surprised he was to see them flying like birds in the sky, the first time he saw them!

He told them, he didn't know what exactly had happen, but one day he was with a Rainbow child, on a flight through the air on flying wing of a fly, and it got struck by a lightening bolt and the boy was gone, and he passed out, and when he opened his eyes he didn't see him and more, and ever since then, he was feeling strange with his head hurting and feeling funny, and changing, and now, suddenly, he too can fly!

He didn't know why?

But, he doesn't understand, how it all a happened!

They had so many questions, some they asked a couple times over and over, which had to go unanswered, simply because Baby Jesse, could not express the science of how things happened. He hadn't a clue!

But, he did express his happiness and gratitude to their son, Ham and Cheese, for seeing that he was falling and coming to his rescue.

Now, Baby Jesse had never seen a conjoined twin before, and it is said to be a rare phenomenon, where there is fission, in which the fertilized egg splits partially! It was rare, indeed, but it happens in regular people and in Rainbow people too! Seem, the estimated guess, was that the occurrence was, to range from one in 100,000 baby births! Conjoined twins share a single common placenta, and often had jubilant personalities despite their condition! Ham and cheese are dicephalic parapagus twins, meaning that they are conjoined twins of whom each has a separate head, but whose bodies are joined. They are highly symmetric, giving the children the appearance of having just a single body, with several vital organs doubled up, each twin having a separate heart, stomach, spine and spinal cord. Since time on earth began their have been millions of them and in some cases whole families who lived on isolated islands and couldn't believe their were people with just one head till they saw them with their own four eyes! The oracle told many secrets to the blue medicine man, one secret was about ,"The Land of Doublebility majesty," known, where they live and one day either she or he will speak and tell one where to go to find them! Two million years into the future in the twenty first century they two live happily with their TV, show, proudly and exist see some here >http://articles.nydailynews.com/2012-08-09/news/33122293_1_brittany-hensel-twins-reality-show

It was, to Baby Jesse, "These Extraordinary Twins" was the strangest thing in the world to him. It excited his child like imagination, he had seen movies on youtube about hobbits, and goblins, and witches, and unicorns, and now, this was just so much fun, to see a child next to him like this, it was like being inside a dream world! Great he thought! I got to put all this in my chronicles! WOW! I can fly, and look who catches me when I fall! Ham and cheese! WOW!

But, the boy with the two heads, was older than him! He was 11 years old and tall to, maybe 4 feet tall, weighing around a hundred pounds, at least, and had two natural arms and legs just like Baby Jesse! His skin was basically light blues, pinks, and oranges and yellows. Almost all of his face was pink, his neck yellow, and his rest of him was a combination of blues! And, see them be able to walk up and down the walls and ceilings of their home, was just so awesome! It was mind blowing! Baby Jesse's eyes were just popping out of his head! Gosh, he wish to himself I wish I were just like them!

The skin tight rubbery clothes they wore, were self generated by chemical excretions out of the pores in their skin, and had matching clothes colors and harmony and always perfect! He was cool, thought Baby Jesse, smiling and fully beaming at him happily!

They were conjoined twins with one body but two heads, and,boy did he seemed happy, a boy as can be! The boy, said he was into Music and took out," Anunfe," which was a long five foot black flute, and he was showing Baby Jesse, how to play it.

Baby, Jesse, was invited to to stay with for the night or longer if he liked, and after dinner, the boys, went outside of the Evarlar, or house as they called it was rubberized dome welded to rocklike disk foundation, and they stayed outside the house just hanging around talking! And, Baby Jesse learned a lot. He felt a kinship, with them since he knew how to fly, and they thought that since he had gotten the ability to fly just a little while ago, what had happened was he probably got confused flying high up, in the wind currents for the first time!

But, although that was true, to an extent, Baby Jesse knew it was something much dangerous than that!

Something in his head was hurting him, making it difficult to keep his eyes open and to think straight! Something in his brain was happening but he was clueless, it was just happening!

But, he didn't know how to express himself, to them, about it! He did have the words not the understanding!

So, he tried not to talk about that to much!

What, did happen was they were real nice, and Ham and Cheese, as each head was called, took the time to show him how to fly!

And, the first thing they suggested to him was, to first clear the head of any personal stuff, and as they repeated to him time after time,
To concentrate to accelerate!
To concentrate to accelerate!
To concentrate to accelerate!
The kid showed how he flew, and flew slowly about four feet off the ground to show him how the mind over matter forces worked, and Baby Jesse watched!

And then he tried, he lost control and applied to much power, and zoomed up a hundred feet or so in an instant!

He flew back down and said he was sorry! He needed, more time to get it right!
They asked why he did it? And, he said he didn't know, that it just happened!
And, what seemed be happening was, Baby Jesse, was so keyed up with thunder power, that what ever he did, it was over the top! Too, much! He needed to cool it, just he didn't know how!
He imaged he wanted to fly four feet, and he would fly fifty or a hundred feet up in the air! So, with the help of Ham and Cheese, he learned to calm himself down by saying a little mantra, they used to relax them selves, and it seemed to work for him too!
To concentrate to accelerate, breath in, out, relax and smoothly elevate!
To concentrate to accelerate, breath in, out, relax and smoothly elevate!
To concentrate to accelerate, breath in, out, relax and smoothly elevate!

He needed to gain control of his strength, in more ways than one, because, later, when they running around having fun playing tag, they would chase him, but he would zoom away so fast, it was like they were standing still and not moving! He had so much power! So much he was liking it about himself, and it felt good! He liked feeling strong! He could see the bigger boys, Ham and Cheese, being impressed, and he moved faster than them! They were clueless, and Baby Jesse, didn't want to admit it, but so was he too!

And, not only that, when he accidentally tripped and fell down on a rock while they playing around, "the rock broke in pieces!" When he and the boys saw that, they all said, what?
Can't be, but thats what happened!

Baby Jesse was strong!

He was eating his Fenugreek candies! Was that what was making him strong?

He could run faster than them. Fly faster than them. Jump higher and faster than them. And he moved at lightening speeds, and it made him blur and disappear!

He took another bite of his fenugreek candy, smiling proudly! HMMMnn, GOOD!

Now, the boys told their parents about how this boy was so strong, that when he fell on a rock, he broke the rock! And the family had never seen a human like this before!

This was strange, and stranger still was, can peoples who were sharing the same earth, but not the same visual occupational space unseenly? This was uncanny!
So, pondering about things like these, naturally one might ask : How do two different peoples invisible and non visible, living on earth, not see each other, or question? "You cannot see me, and I can't see you, and what you do and make and build on earth, I cannot see it? WHY?

Now, we must note, there may some very tiny kids and other youngsters reading along with us today, and the next sentence or two, might be a little hard! So get help from your parents if they are around to help you understand it, or otherwise, just skip it, and continue down below to section [ 4 ] ! What it means, Baby Jessi got a gift called IDX2, and what that means is lots of cool stuff Baby Jessi is gonna do, change bad peoples thoughts and weapons into kisses and hugs of love! And him the power to fight them from the heaven above!

[ 3 ]
Now the questions are many, and so are the answers! One simple explanation is, The aura emanation time frequencies, are out of scope of their human senses ranges to detect them!
Just like if you take a simple example regarding sound waves, a Elephant makes rumbles sounds so low, its out of range of the human ear but yet to them, it can be heard for miles away! It is out of human audio scope ranges!

Elephants rumble to communicate, these vibrations through their nose's trunk, are sent way across in the distant landscapes, that other elephants can feel through the bottoms of their feet. But until recently, no one knew how they made their distinctive thundering sounds. Were they purring like cats, or were their voices just very low? The vibration itself, however, happens passively, without any muscular control, as soon we start to push air up through our throats. Its the same for them! The propagation of very low frequency sound varies with atmospheric conditions, which change on a diurnal schedule. On a typical dry season evening in the savannah a temperature inversion forms, potentially increasing the listening area of elephants as much as ten-fold -- from 30 km2 at midday to 300 km2 in the same evening see it here >http://www.birds.cornell.edu/brp/elephant/sections/dictionary/infrasound.html
Elephants make rumbles the same way people talk or sing, by blowing air past their long vocal folds and simply letting them vibrate! These frequencies are out of human audio scope!

Like wise, when it comes to," The Propagation of Time shift, and the frequencies displacement passing throughout them," the corresponding phenomena times singularities functions, to specific zones levels of existences, occupying spaces on the intra-time space, which is stratified in different time node models levels in the diversity of types of time in, The Universes, albeit a few lists, out of thousands of categories are , Earth Parallel time, Earth parallel time, but earth time distinctial, Fractal mechanical independencial, Fluid, Elastic, Fabrical, and Anti Time, After Time, Spiritual time zones, and No time, bent time, bent time twisted but retrievable orientiontational, Black matter time, White time, or as it otherwise referred to as " Ghost time," Electromagnetic time, mind times, animal time, Black hole times categories!

And, these times sensitivities, are accessible to those with time observances proclivities, receptors recipients, existing in or in the vicinity of that nominal scaled frequency!
For instance, sun shadow time!
Measurement of time by concept is a tool used to identify one time period section, from another time period section! For instance, the sun casting shadows measurement on the earth in the morning, will be necessarily be different to those casting shadows measurement in the afternoon!

[ 3.1 ]

But, beside the observations of suns, shadow movement measurement of primitive man, there are tools of measurement of the forces of nature, that are,' Fractal Oscillative Functions,' or FOF, that refer to Harmonic vibrations bifurcating fractally discreet atom modularities constants, comprising agglomerate structures existing on the same point inside each sharing the same point in space with each other, but fractally separate by time only, and co-existing as parallel universes existence, in that of planetary systems which are derivatives from a nominal celestial universe template, and one of whose myriad of differences, is the time change of difference from our earth, would be the planet orbits matrix might be somewhat faster rotation on its axis, or slightly closer or farther to the sun. Thus, it would take a shorter time period, to orbit around it, and any live being, inhabiting on such a rapidly orbiting planet, would devise a measurement of the suns shadow movement, vastly different, than current Earth Humans observing the suns casting shadows on earth today!
Now, the Rainbow peoples, are out of scope of humans eye to be seen. But, also their Earth in turn, is time wise out of sync with ours!
So, that it appears, without traces, or tell tales signs of human existence on it, because you see no signs of cities, structure etc, and appears to them as barren, and untouched similar, to when long long ago, way back when man reached the Planet Mars a long time ago!

The exact same scenario! And so far as they can perceive, we do not exist, and for us they so not exist, despite the fact we do!

"Separate, but Separate, and Equal and Equal, totally independently Existingly!

But, because of their minds advance capabilities, they trans traverse from their own parallel world, to earth world, and on real Earth, although they could not be physically seen, their possessions, houses, vehicles etc, could, and all who ventured to close or into the lands were immediately killed! Baby Jesse would be the exception because he could fly in!

[ 3.2 ]
But, besides these realities, besides these, there where other astounding ones, that would blow anyones mind!

For instance, way back when Baby Jessi, got caught up in the electricity of the thunder bubble event, when he was with the other invisible boy flying on a fly wing, well, that time when he merged with the other boys mind, and body, and soul, and with thunder powers overviewing the totality of its control. That moment, that second, that super tiny sliver, slice of finite fractal time, in time changed him it did. He took on thunders abilities into the center of his, " Id!"
And since thunder can occur in any place, on any world, and parallel worlds are of course, no exception!

And, because it can cross boundaries into one world into the another, it is a cross boundary world atmospheric enabler! And this electrical ability, made the electricity in Baby Jessie's body super energized, giving him, also the ability to be a cross boundary world crosser too! Or, in other words what is referred to as a," Cross-zoner!" that is also the genesis of the nickname, called for short," a Z,er!" Or, Technically a, " TIET zoner." A TIET Zoner, [ Time ÷ Time I= intra E = existence T =time zone ] Time divided by time, intra existences, time zones, is time occurring simultaneously on two points occupying the same space on one point in space dimensionally separated by time! So, a," Z'er," entity, or person, like Baby Jesse, will be : Can see humans, on Earth in their times zones, and equally can see into other worlds, like the Rainbow peoples world, in their parallel Earth, in their intra times zones Too!
But, this strange phenomenon, is an extremely rare occurrence amongst humans, and an even rarer occurrence amongst that of a very young human boy, that could survive the effects of the electro biological merge-ment changes and its symptoms in his body, let alone in his mind and live to survive!
But fortunately, very fortunately, for Baby Jessi, not only did he survive the mental transformations of this ordeal, on his [ anandamide ] neurons receptors, in his baby brain-centers, and these receptors are found with the greatest brain fiber grid density, in the brain responsible for things, such as time discernment perception, and memory, the body's movement and alignment of movement coordination, and equilibrium balance, and critical thinking! But : He is doing nominally fair, considering!

Now, what happened to him, all these areas were affected, when he blacked out during his time in the thunder Bubble, but also he survived them, and not only that, the turbulent, violent tumultuous affects on his mind zones time zones!

[ 3.3 ]

Referring to such, as labels ordinarily given to his conscious, preconscious, subconscious and a little studied area referred to as ,"The spiritual bio diversity intuitive subconsciousness." The resultant changes concentrated into his intuitions spiritual abilities. His spirit evolved, thanks to contact with the power of Mother natures electrical thunder bursts bubbles emanating un nominal electrical charges, elevating his ," ID" to the level of a being endowed with," IDX2!"

Idx2, is

IDX2, "The ID, time drift to the second power," which is an unknown science to visible humans, and refers to the ID, or altered ego, affectation of the D = time DRIFT , drifting time, or , " adrift time," of what is called," loose time modifiable as you wish it time," and is an instinct Rainbow peoples mind tool, and is one of their advance technology innate evolutionized traits, defined as in action function in a field, that defines and describes the distance of any variant speeding or non speeding point, in space to the surface of a chosen object! So, this tool of the mind, allows you to get lots of spatial topographical descriptions of data sets, regarding an approaching object or thoughts shape in space, and time, in real life time, in the mind, to execute the object to be modified, by IDX2, mind projection fields and inversely change them ! It allows wishing dream status probabilities, to alter real reality, to wished reality, outside of the dream status, thus, it is said to have good parallelism solution, relative to the IDx2 feebleousity construct, morphology! It can make you if you are an enemy that is strong, into an feeble weakling, thus it is a mental mind feebleousity construct power tool!
Utilizing.' Mind over matter,' " disciplinary object architecture re-creation feebleization," what that implies and does is, it renders objects born of hostility, to change, and become in a distorted form as benign objects, empathy - icalities! Exemplified, when applied by a certified mind practitioner of IDX2, can computationally in five milliseconds or less, can make bullets turn into water droplets, or knifes into flower petals, or anger into happiness. It is a powerful tool, the secretive invisible people have developed while they were on Earth, and since it was in the invisible boy, who merged with Baby Jessi, in the thunder event, it downloads system ecosystems biologically wide, into Baby Jessi system, and is neural-chemically released, to activate on and when, the child, Baby Jessi, gets angered or frightened! it is a powerful precipice ego booster, thats inundates ones mind, with nuanced chemicals adrenalineated endorphins, to reach ones heights of euphoria, while at the same time mediating conflicts resolutions, in favor of the IDX2 practitioner! The performance of this, depends on, and is contingent on a secondary and th third-ciary variable factors
Such as for example: the nominal force, and negative or positive status and stability of the mind of the feelings, in the IDX2 practitioner, at the time of activation and mentality launch!

[ 3.4 ]
For Baby Jesse, this military capability makes him very privileged indeed!
Still, it is not known, whether his body can withstand the Minds to brain oscilative functions of IDX2 powers? Hopefully he can! He is so young! If he actuates successfully his ID along with his IDX2 powers astounding things will happen!
Few peoples know what manifestation it can execute, but only time will tell whether he can dominate these super abilities for the first time!

[ 4 ]

It was a good while later that he was feeling not just better, but emotionally perky, bolstered by his awareness now, of some of his new abilities giving him adroit confidence!

But boys will be boys! And Ham and cheese were feeling mischievous too! So, their parents let them go out into the backyard to play! Ham and cheese, wanted to play their favor mind over matter game, and wanted to show off their ability to little Baby Jesse, who they knew was a dumbo!

They wanted to play ball, no not that kind of ball, but mind ball! The ball can be real or anything, but in this case they were using a big round rock two feet wide, weighing hundred of pounds or more, as a ball!

So, Ham and Cheese invited Baby Jesse to play the sport called," Knockey!" Basically, the way you play, Knockey, is by using your mind to pick up the rock and throw it to another ball mounted on a wheel to make it spin! Hit it three times, you win a point! Nine times and you win the game!

The Knockey ball game, was a ball attached to a long metals pole, on a spinning wheel, with a ball on either end, with a funny smiley faces, on its brite orange surface!

Baby Jesse, watched them play, and thought it would fun, but was clueless, but game! But, he didn't understand how to use his mind and all that stuff yet! They let him try, and laughed at him, cause he couldn't get the knack of it, and kept losing! He couldn't pick up the rock using his thoughts! So, he thought instead of using his mind, he would do a little cheating! So, he grabbed the rockball, in both hands and threw it at the other ball trying to score a point, but they called him out on it, and laughed some more, ha, ha, ha!

But again, that didn't work, so he cheated some more, he realized he had the gift of power and, mach 20 speeds, so took the rock faster than the eye could see hit the ball and raced back with it, and pretended he used his mind, and was sitting down all the time, when he was not, but again he got called out again as cheating! Baby Jesse is cheating, Baby Jesse is cheating, ha, ha, ha! He tried, but he couldn't fool Ham and cheese, who were sharp as a tack! There was no fooling them, although they were nevertheless, shocked, and very impressed, to see the boy move so fast it blurred their eyes! But, still a cheat was cheat fast or not! Ha, ha, ha, they bursted out laughing! Baby Jesse, couldn't understand why he was not able to do it, and was feeling sad and getting frustrated more and more about him self! He was feeling confident about himself a minute ago, he had so much strength power, but not the right kind apparently, down he felt he, now, a world of worry, wanted to cry he? Feeling rebuffed, blue, he was lost! Feeling blue cause he could do what he wanted too!

He remembered the song they taught him before, how to calm himself and think, think hard, so, he tried!
He tried to discipline himself, and put everything out of his head, and focused his mind brimming with one thing, to do a strong focus on the rock-ball laying at his feet. He stared long and hard at it! He stared and stared, and said, to himself,' stupid ball, why don't you do what I say?'

Nothing, was happening!

Nothing, but it was just like picking up anything . You just pick it up, how hard can that be, only thing is you do it with your mentality, oh for baby Jesse, what mystery? He knew he was in new areas, for his Daddy, His Daddy never taught him baseball fully, and never showed him how to use his head, to pick up rocks instead! And, have to say, none of his friends, never did what he was trying to do either! Why could Ham and cheese do, what he could not do? He felt blue! He was feeling envious too! A tiny mystery involving the self, the will, the skill, the competitive high was almost at his grasps in his eye, then in a moment of frustration and sudden outburst of anger, he took his fist and rammed down into the rock and smashed it! POW! The boys laughed ha, ha, ha! But, inside Ham and Cheese's mind,
they had begrudging admiration for not just what he just did, but were amazed at the amount of power this little boy displayed! Boy, Ham, whispered to Cheese, what you think, I would not like him to hit me? Me, either, whispered Cheese back into his brother's Hams ear! Best we best, not push him too, hard, the kid is scary strong, too much!

Predating this event they were mocking him as little boys do, taunting him, but now, they would have to think twice, they didn't know what to do?

But, Cheese still wanted to put him down, and sang a stupid song wrong,
you can't do it, you can't do it, you can't do it! la, la, la, laaa! ha, ha, ha!
Baby Jesse, wanted to cry! Why, oh why couldn't he do this stupid thing! Then a sweet as honey voice, coming from behind, said, Baby Jesse, do you mind if I sit here, Baby Jesse?
Baby Jesse, turned and looked and saw an angel! It was the sister of Ham and cheese, Miss Mustard! She was eight years old and was the prettiest girl in the world Baby Jesse had ever seen! He suddenly felt feelings, he never felt before, like some thing was pulling at his heart, which started beating fast! He was so delighted to see her!
Her eyes were blue and brite, her smile was like a sonata gorgeous glorious, and her smile drove him wild! Her body was there! And he didn't know to look or stare!

Hi, I am Mustard! Hello Mustard! Is your name really mustard, asked baby jesse? Year, but my friends call me Mussy, my brothers are giving you grief? She asked him, in a calming voice that soothed his ears, it wiped away the thought of tears! He forgot all things, his head cleared, as he looked at the beautiful girl standing there!
She sat down and crossed her legs making her self comfortable so close to him! Her long yellow hair blew in the air, she pushed it away out of her face, and toyed with it as smiled at him! I saw you, I was in the house! Why did hit the rock! Thats was ours, we play with it all the time, just because you don't like it you shouldn't destroy it! Baby Jesse, was taken aback, he hadn't thought of it like that! He apologized and told them he was sorry. And the girl looked into his eyes confusing him with a strange feeling even more! She said I'll get another one, if you let me play? Sure, said, baby Jesse! Then, Mustard got to her feet, and looked around at a hill full of stones, and picked one and using her mind lifted the stone up and made it come to her, and she got it up off the ground, then she looked at the knockey orange ball, about twenty feet away, and squinted her eyes taking aim at it! Taking good patient aim, like a marksman, and leaning over, as Baby Jesse watched! She, nodded her head to the rock, which was about three feet wide, and it rose up vertically to the level of her eyes. Then she blinked, and it zoomed, POW! Hitting the target, WOW! WOW OH WOW! Baby Jesse exclaimed excitedly smiling, your good! Thanks, now listen! You mind if I give you some advise. My brothers know this is not a game for beginners, and they had to practice it a lot, a lot to learn how to do it! So, don't let them get you to hot and bothered, and angry, it will take a trick to do it! A trick? A trick asked Baby Jesse, curiously? See, you must use your thoughts only. Check it out! Its simple! Use these words to give an idea how to do it!

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The Scary Jesse Chronicles

Chapter 10

"Free your Mind and Your butt Will Follow in kind."
In other words, dummy, do it in you mind first, and your thoughts will follow what you've done in your head silly! Do you understand? You mean, you mean I can do, do in my head ? I can do it? Yep, she said, smiling at him in his eyes! It's the Magic of Will Power, Fractal Will Power! I don't know if it will work for you the first time you try it, but with practice, I know you can do it, Baby Jesse, she said, and then, she smiled at him again, as if she liked him! And it was as if the sun came out, the stars in firmament sparkled, it was like all the flowers in the world suddenly bloomed, his heart boomed in chest, he smiled back! Baby Jesse was in love! Oh Mustard, Oh mussy, Mustard! Thanks! Suddenly Baby Jesse's anger and frustration deserted him, he walked over to another rock and picked it up with his hands and brought it over and placed it on the ground next to her, smiling and then he was quiet, silent! He looked at the rock! He looked at the rock! It was big and weighed a couple of hundred pounds!

The girl looked at the rock! Ham and Cheese looked at the rock! His mind was revitalized totally, and inspired, just enough to kick start him to find the sense of intense transcendental focus of his thoughts, as he went doing the motions of what he wanted to happen first in his head, that said, the rock began to rise at his mental command, the brunt force of which, is to tap into his minds tower of Magic will Power! And just like that, 'CRACK,' it zoomed hitting the Knockey orange ball with such immense force it smashed it in a thousand pieces! POW!
Oh WOW! Exclaimed, baby Jesse proudly! But, the girls reaction, was shock and dis-pleasure for he broke the, ' Knockey toy,' completely! Oh you Dumb brute, you are barbarian! Oh I hate you! You destroyed our game! You stupid fart! She turned and rushed away, crying angryly at this displeasure, back to her house! Sorry, Mustard! Oh, shucks! I am sorry! So sorry, Baby Jesse cried, but she was gone! His heart broken! Looked what you did! Just look! Cried Ham, I can't believe you! If that was your game, I know you would haven't of done that! You wouldn't, of! Dam! Perhaps you better leave! OH, Gee wiz, I am sorry! Being sorry won't fix it! You broke it, Baby Jesse! Thats what you did yelled Cheese angrily!

Hurt, departure brings bitter sorrow! But, leave must he! From the discovery of the idea of what the girl had taught him, and its presentation absorbed by his mind presentation of its existential condition, existential analysis received its profound simulation successfully striving for success, but obtusely got twisted by gargantuan power over loads manifesting in the personal mind of Baby Jesse!

He realizes its time to depart! And goes back to the house, and thanks the parents for all that they have done, and apologized for breaking the Knockey, and promises them that he'll pay them back one day!

Baby Jesse carried gratefulness in his heart, from the start, for Ham and cheese too! Who went out of their way to fly up and catch him and save him that day!

Grateful to their parents, who graciously welcomed him in, offered kindness and guidance, they upon him have bestowed and shown! He, now walks away with the gift from them of, memories and,' a can do attitude,' and love at first site for Mustard, their daughter, whose kindness forever changed him! he cannot forget her! He will return for her one day! And with that :
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He walks away down the road, then he's suddenly maturing with these experiences, and his mind was all aglow buzzing, ahead of himself, replacing one self, with another maturer version of himself, more confident, more energetic, and he was touched by the kindness of the family!

He was grateful for all that they had done, and was deeply pained that he made them angry, but leave he must!
He got himself mentally ready, as his mind was continually evolving, and now it was ready to go. His heart beat faster in his chest, as the boy wonder prepared to take off.

His hair bristled with static electricity, a faint burst of a blue aura flashed around his body as he burst upward flying into the sky flying like a rocket on high, and was gone!

Now, Baby Jesse was gone. And the Blue Medicine man is possessed by a red evil, Sentinel 523, destroyer of thee! And it was gone too! And the evil, FU FU BU, who knows what he nodo, was gone too, gone too! Also!

Restless forces gone wrong, where have they all gone?
Where?
Where? Did they all go?
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps, gone into the soft white underbelly precipice of death?

MEANWHILE :

gone!
gone!

Not! But alive well, who? the FU FU BU! Seated'ith he in the soft white underbelly thinking in the dark.

It was known that when the FU FU BU was fighting the Blue Medicine man, in mortal battle, the Blue Medicine man, slipped out the back door in times space like an ace, and left the FU FU BU, alone fighting a mirage, a holographic hallucination, and escaped making a fool, a virtual fool out of him, so now FU FU BU, he recalls this, and is bitter!

Back in time place out side the comfort of the human race," lrk Bitig" lark, are one of evility gazes, contemplating the contemplatable, and he doesn't like these thoughts! The memories of a bad encounter he recently had bad, anger, Anger. Anger. Growth in he, revolution of this bitter memory! Woo is'ith me, murmurs the dark vile one, in his territory, The FU FU BU speaks ;

Sat landlord, of my space in my space, on my own property, my own territory! Violated by sorcery foul trickery of The Blue Medicine man! No! But, happened it did! How allow I? No answer! But, revenge I most definitely will!
Then suddenly appeared to him, one of his girl friends , and he opened both eyes, smiled and said onto her : 早上好！头！你很美！
今天！我很高兴见到你! And she blushed, to her hear the words of her lords compliments, her lips quivered, and she flew up and kissed him on the cheek, then settled down, resting on his left knee! She be the little Chinese head talk'et to he : [ 你是真理！你是诚实！光！你！ ] My, my Excellency, my mission is your missions, your excellency comfort is my goal [ 你干得不错，你太棒了，你是卑微！上述房东阁下！下面的主人！ ] You are too, good, you are wonderful, you are humble! Your excellency landlord of above! Master of below! ]

Que Jello's beauty could rise any fellow!

Que Jello, was just a teenage girl of seventeen going on eighteen and clever as a bean, it would seem!, and really cute too! Her skin was smooth as can be, and she had a white olive complexion, that set off her shiny jet black hair, which she always wore rolled up in a big bun on the top of her magnificent head!!
There in her hair, she wore there several shiny platinum hairpins sticking in it, with the usual iconic decorations on the ends, some shaped like symbols representing the new year of the tiger, monkey, and a spiritual one, destiny, mystery, and one for orgy!
The look of her face, was like one desired by every woman, flawless perfection!
Her eyes , black like a panther, gorgeous, amorphous was she, child manipulated by her destiny, and the FU FU BU, in ecstasy!

Attractive, she was a looker, In her small delicate ears, wore she tiny mother of pearl earrings, when the winds blew she could hear them sing!
Her sparkling eyes were black, and when she smiled, she had the prettiest smile and a personality that wouldn't let you down, she was good to be around.
Lips she had sexy too, painted luscious ruby red too, next to another one of her treasured assets, her voice soft and mysterious, would melt a man's heart! Her voice of a girl, was delicately high child like, it was too, when she to you spoke, softly made imagery dance in you!

Not having a body, and lacking legs for locomotion, she used her mind power to elevate, levitate from place to another place, to the next!

To describe her, one might say, she was patient, soft , quiet, sympathetic promise comforting type of person, good to have around, personable as she flew above the ground!

To see once, the young lady would be pleasant, to see twice was nice, so effervescent, you check her out again, ask her to stay around again, again!

She spoke and her voice traveled on and on! She spoke to her lord, the Landlord of Above and Below : But, was enraged, he was speaking to himself out loud, bitterly talking about, The Blue Medicine man in a high voice and said:

Blue Medicine man, may you rot in hell son of dark night foul upon sin be, your Oders, crucify me! With the disgusting stench of you! I will kill you!
I.
I do.
I do not.
I do not forget!
No.
No, do not forget or forgive, repeated, [ Que jello! ] His slave. She was, a small little girls head, who was Chinese, happy and did what she pleased, and cute as can be, but all you could see, of her was her head. And to him she said : No, you do not forget, your excellency, giver of sweet sun shine, You who gives the world rain. You who examples good! This what you say is true, what will you do?
Back in time place out side the comfort of the human race lrk lark, I will open my book : Irk Bitig : The Book of Omens, from it I do what I do! And with that said, he moved , he actually moved, for it is rare that he blinks and eye much less move, but his heart evil as it be, allowed himself to move, as we shall see, and laid upon the ground and placed his fineries fingers, on his mowed clean smooth green grass, and change it, he did! And dust rouse from it, it did, and the grass morphed into a page of text writing thats from a different time. It had one Chinese word on it, and then, just like that appeared another word, followed by another filling it!
The words came filling it from the right to left and the pages turned into a book of heft manuscript left, and just like that, there it was, the one, the only, the original Chinese, " Book of Omens." see it here >http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irk_Bitig

[ courtesy of wikipedia :The manuscript is in the form of a booklet comprising 58 folios folded in half, each page being about 13.1 × 8.1 cm in size. The pages of the booklet turn to the right (opposite to that of Western books), and the Old Turkic text is laid out in horizontal right to left lines. The text of Irk Bitig consists of 104 pages in 52 folios (folios 5b–57a), with 40–70 characters per page The manuscript text is not precisely dated, but its colophon states that it was written on the 15th day of the second month of the year of the tiger at the Taygüntan (Chinese: 大雲堂; pinyin: Dàyúntáng) ]
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What? Yes, ha, ha, ha! A manuscript book! A manuscript it hidden for centuries gone, long before the ninth century fell lost in a Chinese," Library cave," found bound decoded eroded, and now opened before thee! Are you sure you are ready to learn of its ark setters dysentery centers of knowledges mystery? You won't be the same if you do. Perhaps you stop reading, good for you? Chinese books of magic are the most powerful of all! Some words are written in black ink, some in the color of blood! The little girls head translated the manuscript text written in the Old Turkic script, and the winds blew suddenly, the blueness of the sky went bye bye, and a humming in your ears came from the arrears, and she said the magic word :
Aviation contemplation divination your salvation!
Aviation contemplation divination your salvation!
Aviation contemplation divination your salvation!

Boom, boom, boom went her heart that she didn't have!

The FU FU BU, he closed his disguised eyes an read with his mind, what was this guy from another time thinking? What ever it was can't be good, thats for sure, with his hands on his knees, up hopped up, the little Chinese head sat! She was all worked up, nervous! With ones heart in her mouth, she was anxious to read it too! Oh excellency wow, this is the good book, oh wow! She did what you do with your hands, but since she had none, she used her mind in kind, an made appear some at once white dice! And she rolled the dice to see what will destiny bring in sin, and up came fate, and spoke about the rate of that fate :

and in the good book, it told of the past and the future : there were lines all organized so one who sees could read them, it said :

Section 27 Chapters 4-2-2 A sheep encounters a wolf but remains safe. = The Blue medicine man
Section 31 Chapters 1-4-4 A tiger returns to its den after finding some prey. = The Blue medicine man
Section 38 Chapters 3-1-4 Heaven decrees that a slave girl becomes a queen. = a surrogate marriage of named Que Jello, slave of the Fu Fu Bu!
Section 58 Chapters 3-2-2 A son who argued with his parents runs away and later comes back home. = Baby Jesse
The future : It says a man shall be placed in a hole alone, He shall wish for death, and a tiger eats all, but not he. And he, but escapes unharmed but possessed! Hunkamarhat, The Blue medicine man, he was the sheep you see, and tiger ate but not him, a boy I know of nort, not, but his name starts with a, [ B ] and ends with [ J ], misbehaved and had a dream that came to life, and change the world! And you will send a surrogate wife to find out more FU, FU, BU! Interesting Que Jello, Thank you my child, said the FU FU BU, smiling gleefully!

So, the story goes, that day, Back in," Tusmobica," land of, " Fu Fu Bu, " The FU FU BU, was far from gone!
The master, " Fu Fu Bu, " was embittered about the encounter he had with the Blue Medicine man! He thinks out loud to him where ever he is!

You tricked me, you! How dare you flea, tricked me, will you? Perhaps you got away! Scott free this time, but it won't happen again!
There, must be a price, it is death, said the, FU FU BU!
Who, sat on the ground with his legs folded, and his hands resting on his two knees, in deep contemplation! He looked handsome sitting there, as usually, wearing on him self, one of his deceitful disguises to hide his real ugly self!

[ To see him you see his disguise that made him look attractive! and he could look younger when he wanted to, under the sun, ]

His over sized ego, was humiliated, that time, when the Blue Medicine man came to him and tricked him! Referring to mockery audacity The Blue Medicine mans used of the three coconut trickery, he used to trick him and escape their duel in a sky battle! The Blue Medicine man, had escaped him! Then even though, he had fore-bad him, and clearly explained to him that it was forbidden! The Blue Medicine man, he took his men and went trespassing on his territory on the way to see the Oracle!
The FU FU BU, he vows to avenge this insult, by finding the Blue Medicine man and making him pay dearly.

He sits and goes into the deep confines of his mind, for answers! Some time afterwards, and after much contemplation, he decides how to proceed, as, Que Jello sat on his knee. She could see comfort needed he, and flew up and kissed his lips gently, and said he to she!

Que Jello, need you next to me, need your body to console me my souls comfort!

OH, yes, I am here but without that which you need! But, if I had a body, gladly would share!

Then prepare, said the FU FU BU! He raised up his arms salms of magic from him up rose and then, and then came a whip of a slight breeze cool, on them blew stronger! Yes, you could hear them blowing, the winds blowing through the trees shaking their branches up and down, up and down, making the leaves fall, and they flew wild through the air all over the place! The girl open her lips and sighed, close her eyes, as it began to happen! His motions of his fingers and arms actions were proclamation, knew he do what he do and then, so that made the winds, they blew stronger like that on she, and behold the eye could see taking shape a girls body, in her longer changing from good to better to a sexy bod, any woman would be glad to have and envy! And then he looked on her, waved his hands more and more shapely she becomes : a blueish cloud thickened around hiding her beauty from all eyes, for all she was wearing was the faith! She was a whole person now and stood in the fog before him mesmerizingly a woman! My body is yours shall we? Yes, but after I ask more, Que Jello! What my husband? I will reveal later, he whispered to her! He turned out the light and the sun went out! Darkness prevailed!

Later, afterwards, The FU FU BU, revealed to his mistress a request!

Again he raised up his arms, and again the winds blew, stronger!
Que Jello, was bodiless no longer!
Difficult, to believe, such beauty all belonged to her!
But, Que Jello, had now a body, and oh what a lovely curvaceous body she had too, in the eyes of any man, was too tempting to understand, and the winds blew and blew and we could see she was dressed in blue and looked good, to good too!
Now, a wise move FU FU BU had planned a plan, and decides he did, to send a virtual avatar, named Que Jello, who he had a surrogate marriage with! A surrogate marriage describes the arrangement where a holographic woman substitutes for a real woman, to bear witness as a spy for him! In this case, to find out about, the where abouts of the Blue Medicine man, and report back to him! And so the Fu Fu Bu, spoke onto,' the non woman disguised as a real woman!' Que Jello, when she smiled, she had the prettiest smile that would imprint on your mind for a while, and what a personality she had, that wouldn't let you down, she was good to be around. Before she had a body, she would use her mind over matter for locomotion to get from one place to another, now she walked the earth freely shaking her hips it was a trip! She wore body hugging tunic, with a cloth around her thin waist, that was wide and pink, wide like a cummerbund! To look at her, astonished one would be to see she, for now, Que Jello, this Chinese girl was to the eye, captivating, beyond captivation, a enigma beauty of mystery !
And now, the FU FU BU, was planning to send her undercover into the Jungle of Doom, to see what she could find out! It mattered nort how long it could take! FU FU BU, could wait, she was his bate, and in the end his plan was to kill the Blue Medicine man! The Blue Medicine man, was going down, down dead, said the FU FU BU!

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So, it was he directed his instructions to his spy woman : Que Jello, You will go, but you will not use your sword unless you are facing death, and then only at my request! I don't want them to fear you, I want them to think you're just a woman nothing more. So, keep a low profile power wise, unless you ask me. You can take the terrapin phone, to contact me if you want to talk to me! But use it sparingly, call me when no ones looking, not in front of these people. Do you understand?

"As from your lips so do I your excellency," said Que Jello.

They're barbarians, very superstitious. All, I want out of the purpose for you going there is for to wait. Wait till the Blue Medicine man, shows up. Then call me . Inform me, that is call me, do you understand?
"As from your lips, so do I your excellency," Que Jello, said, your missions are my missions your excellency!

It was getting late, very late in the afternoon when the avatar Que Jello arrives, under the pretext of being disguised as merchant tribes woman, from a neighboring Jungle klan, seeking sale of special provisions! She carries in her bags on a, 'vigor beast,' her unique products for sale :

The air was different today, as she left the territory of the Landlord of above and below! Que Jello, she had visionated teleporting and arrived with her mind frizzled by the extent of the travails of the mental passage, and she felt exhausted, but nevertheless anxious, as she was experiencing something new and totally novel to her! The Jungles of Doom, may have an ominous moniker, but there in it, also there was many wonderful things and peoples, and landscapes to behold, with beauty untold. She was using the power of mind fly through and on slow speed, passed she did riding invisibly on a wind created by using a system of modulated bent light under the control of the FU FU BU, who had given it to her! She, thus while on her journey, traveled and saw many odd delightful sights!

While, she was passing on her left and right she saw the green lush abundant landscapes, full of forests and strange flowers thickets called 'Warphughe,' on the bottom trunk of trees! Sometimes, hiding they were from the sun, sometimes not, but always beautiful! Some times she saw stretches of grasslands, colored, a whitish bleach-out green, with the straight straws and stalks pointing to the blue skies above, past that lay acres of tundra full n wonder and where the beast slumber, and their children rough play, in the silent dark bush, near rippling brooks full of good and bad fish some that had beast therein, that you if you dare put you foot in and some would grab you and eat you! She saw white and blue storks, on their long legs, standing around with their long bent necks wading casually in the transparent waters with their long bills stabbing unsuspecting fishes!

And, some fish you could cook from its brook wonderfully! Suddenly as she flies by, she see a mighty, towering black volcano, arching high, high in the sky, not dead, but, waiting to come at its convenience alive again! To roar some more, and toss up debris, fragments, from the bowels of Mother Earth dirt, explosions outer burst girth, and streams of soft, but mighty hot lava flows, upon the ground, for all alive to see!

But for now, quiet it be as, Que Jello, flies by it, in its slumber! A huge flying beast crosses the sky with its, Eco radar, it sniffs her present and comes swooping down trying to catch her in its claws, her vibrations move, shift swift and it comes up empty and she continues along, her mission strong! As she zooms by the landscape goes by blurring in the distance as fog merges and affect all under the sun! The with sun light off in the distance on her left she swings down flying pass hugh trees, with big branches cutting the sky in sections of light and dark, with tiny birds darting precisely, this way and that, in swarms forming huge arching, bending flowing clouds, chirping on mass, as the birds rush pass! She looks marveling at this place, with it vast beautiful skies and white magnificent curving clouds all adrift, an abundant wildlife! For a brief moment she is just another teleported tourist basking in, The Jungle of Doom, in all its glory!

But down on the ground it is dark trees silhouetted against the blue sky backdrop, holding in its dark shady nooks crooked mysteries and eyes of beast sniffing the air to find her! Then she passes one section blinded suddenly by the super brite sunlight glare, for a second then she makes out a outline of a jungle village and she see what resembles, a shamble cart carrying provisions, drawn by a two wilder-beast! Then, she sees a home tower made of logs cut down from the forest, to make these towering structures covered with reddish mud, protecting its interior from damage, from the rains mighty rinse! The big jungle trees cast blue shadows on it, and in parts the rays of the sun dowsing it with light! She, sees a triangled shaped window and the head of a boy looking out! The house, it is covered with green thick vines of all kind, sprinkles with colored white and yellow flowers, whose abundant beautiful petals also covered the grounds all around, thick like a bed sheet giving a wonderful inviting feeling to walk into the place!

Then a little further a black thing, a crocodile, she spots! It jumps upon a unsuspecting wilder beast, and quick as one, two, three, it swallows it whole, in one gulp, and slides back into the stream like a bad dream quietly! Then she passes along, she brushes by sparse branched trees and she sees, yonder different tribesmen walking, talking in groups and some folks walking all alone!

Then it was hard to but easy to spot she saw,' haghag' on a stick, and man was using it to cook with! The tribesman, painted blue, he sat amongst many, frying beef meat, and buffalos and many other treats! She saw little children, a boy playing with toys skulls, painted and blue, and she spotted a bird house made of red wood, thousands of big and small yellow birds therein dwelled! This is what, she watched as she slowed down. One little kid with long hair so long it touched the ground, jumping and playing tag with his running buddies, around a trunk of a tree that was as wide as a mountain! It had green grass, all around its mass and thick blue vines with white flowers! She spotted a store, made of tree trunks, where a merchant sold his wares, this she was interested in, she shared, and cared about, for this was what she would do, sell wares, and gifts to the people, to fit in as merchant amongst them!

There, were tables after tables, and all full of goods, fish in one section, monkey meats on another, other things, good stuff too, white gorilla heads on bamboo poles, and rolls of bread, and bags of flies that were as big as shoes, and bowls full of pounds of berries all colors too! Yellow and green and red bananas, fruits big as heads! Bundles of hats and stacks of bamboo wood cut and stacked high to the sky! And tons of Hemp, a term reserved for marvelous green brite strains of the plant cannabis saliva! Cannabis plants she saw in all varieties! And strings and things!
Decorations for the ladies hair and potions and hairpins to wear there! there precious necklaces of teeth, both crocodile and Opudo long varieties, too! She saw ladies with dogs on a leash walking alone and potted plants of yellow goods and she smelled fragrant enticing smells in the air every where, that made her oh so hungry! She passed through a cloud of pretty butterflies flying by! And this strange blue painted guy, must be a crazy man sticking out his tongue trying to catch one! But the butterflies would cover his whole head but not one would land on his tongue, hungry fellow went crazy, Que Jello, thought! Lots of people were shopping in an open air square, with so much goods! She slowed down became visible, came down and stopped there to stare, but they, the people on seeing her wondered, who this stranger was, and what enticing goods she had to offer too? And she had with her many of her bags with her, and opened them, and sat down and set up her goods, and began to try to sell them too!

She had, some very hard to find items sought after by many: She had fine nets to catch fish and hooks to catch fish and hook and stab things, and sharp slicing stones, for cutting and slicing! Also, in her collections, her asset protection charms, to keep you healthy, and collections of unique polished sea shells, that allow one to hear the distant oceans, and smell the sea, and tell your future fortunately! Plus, she sells assortments of colorful, Nibble feathers, from the holy Dirdankias birds! She carries chains necklaces of magical lucky charms to wear on a person. It is said to keep him or her, from coming into harm! These treasured feathers are much sort after, by the wealthier ladies belonging to the King Hailscary concubine! The magic feather, when placed in a women's hair, it gives her the look of elegance, prestige, and respect! She had hemp to snort too! She wanders around selling her wares, here and there to different tribes people, and comes across an old tribesmen named Uksuki. She greets the strangerman, by kicking their feet together as is the Jungle of Dooms cultural custom! They smile acknowledging each other, and the two of them the olden elderman, and the beautiful woman, sit, and casually chat about what each has to trade and sell, when, Que Jello brings up this ;

Good, elder brother, you, I have been troubled! Many miles have I come to reach here, with much goods to you and your people to share!

Good, elder brother, you, so far, this trip to your tribe, has been good! And I have made good business. But, soon I must move on, said Que Jello! I don't know when, but, I would like to buy some good luck potions, to secure futures help in getting many more sales, when I leave here!
Where are you heading for, asks Uksuki?
Good, elder brother, you, I hear the Ezwasart tribe are due for a season! A good bamboo harvest, they will surely want to purchase my things! Much profit will I surely attain! Oh yes, Ezwasart tribesmen, very hard working people! Good carpenters! Thats good, and that is what I hear! Should be good for sales! Should indeed! That is what I hope, said Que Jello, smiling cordially at him, as he scratched his nose in the hot days sun!

They are great tradesmen and fine bamboo spear gun craftsmen! Yes! True, very true, indeed, by the way,
Good, elder brother, you, I got to see a Medicine man, that is powerful to bring good luck and passage!

Mine if I ask you, who amongst your Medicine men would you recommend?

Well, off the top of my head, I would normally recommend a fellow by the name of, Hunkamarhat, the Blue Medicine man, but he died! He's dead!

Sorry to hear that, when a good Medicine man dies, it is a double tragedy! True! His passing! But into the arms of gods of the Seven Seasons may he be resting! Into arms of the gods of, the Seasons of the Seven seasons! Hope praise, we for him for him, too!
Yes!
Hope praise be it onto him!
Good, elder brother, you, passing is such a shame! Listen said the old man, looking at the pretty stranger in her beautiful green dark eyes, we all must go some time!
Yes!
True!
He was a friend?
No, well, an acquaintance, and respected man, but rumors have it he went mad!
Really!
How?
He got troubled, in his head. Yes, and although he be he, a Medicine man, he could not it seems save himself, from himself, if you know what I mean?
Strange!
Well, just goes to show you, we are all brothers of the soil, nothing more!
Yes, we are all brothers of the soil!
So, tell me more, this pure poor fellow, Medicine man!
Well, it is said, he , like I said it was rumored, don't tell anybody, I said this : but it was rumored, that he had a troubled head, said the old man Uksuki, smiling and nodding his head, raising up one of his bushy white eyebrows, and intentionally raising his hand and pointing to his head and tapping it, meaning to convey, the Blue medicine man, was a little nuts in the head! He, went on talking about, how he had gone to a special ceremony to receive a spirit, and they dug a hole and a carcass, was placed on top of him, and it was taken, eaten by a tiger! But left him alone without one bite taken out of him! But, destiny, would have it, and this is only speculation, but it is thought, he got possessed by a spirit and disappeared! Disappeared? Disappeared! How? We really don't know! If the rumors are true, but he's no where to be found!
A tiger returns to its den after finding some prey, but ate him not that day!

So I guess they're true! But, what you might try do, is use another Medicine man, a friend of his, he said. A man, who is a good Medicine man too, He heals the sick! Heals them, quick! Oh year! Wow! Whats his spiritual name, she asked? They call him, Bushnhaa! Bushnhaa the Medicine man!
So, with this information, Que Jello bad farewell and set out to find Bushnhaa!
But, the old elder brother called her back, on seeing her leave, warned of an attack, saying. In our tribe woman strangers will be attacked and taken slave for a woman, her without a man, is sign of trouble! And how do anyone know here, know that I am without a man to protect me, Que Jello asked ?

You walk the vein pathways of this Jungle, and all tribesmen, knows each others tribesmen and those in-between! And no one knows you! So for sure to you, trouble will brew! Bad trouble for you galore, possible slavery, be careful, less we make a deal?
A deal?
But, pretty one, it will cost you a pretty one?
What proposed you, old elder brother, asked, Que Jello inquisitively?

Give me, for some of your love potions and upon my old lips a kiss, in-exchange, I will give my blessings, and let you wear this, he said taking a necklace from around his neck, and showing it to her. If you wear my necklace no one, but no one will bother you, for this says you're my wife!

OH my, she said, wiping the sweat from her temple, 'I thirst, do have something?' You're thirsty you're saying? Sure wait, I'll I to you will satisfy, I will fetch a drink of lake water, I have sitting out of sunlight, hidden in the coolness of the shade! Wait here, don't go! I won't said, Que Jello! She needed time to think about this! Whether he, this elder brother, was lying to her, or whether his proposal, had un-expecting complications, that she was unaware of! And, for sure, being an astute and penetrating, especially, often with regard to business, she was a strewed thinker, she let it linger, and when he returned, she took the water, which was in a Suohit pouch, put it to her head and smelled first, it smelled Ok! Looked OK! It tasted OK! Seemed alright, no poison in it so she drank it! Hmmmms good! It is nice, and refreshing, elder brother! She said, of then, what a deal, that deal you spoke, she said to him, of what you said, my answer is : Possibly, I'll ponder and wonder on it and let you know! Thanks!

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   The Scary Jesse Chronicles

   Chapter 11

Que Jello, is wise as she is beautiful, no fool she be, she remembers the, FU FU BU, proverb : "trust you your eye, not words, verify!"
It wasn't more than two minutes after she gathered her merchandise to leave, and bad farewell and respectfully bowed to the elder brother, Uksuki, that he treasoned her trust she, he did, by calling upon two little Jungle of Doom blue children,' Matchu,' and ' Pichu,' and told them he would give them each two BaBabaka crocodile front teeth if they spied and follow the pretty girl, and tell him where she goes! So, Matchu and Pichu agreed, for the teeth he offered were very valuable indeed, to him they would heed! And, they were only eight and nine years old, small, and could easily follower her and not be seen, if she was unordinary woman, but she was not. But, the little young boys of this was totally unaware, so they followed her as she left the markets, heading south to Biaswimbog, the watering station! Their she chatted with the owner of the well waters keeper Molomhojo, and afterwards she purchased a big black and white striped Vanlanga, horsedog beast, to carry her provisions, and water in bags of Suohit pouches, to carry them in, she left, and found her way to the,' Pivinlonmwee.' which was a section of the Jungle of Doom where foreigners and tourists stayed, that had come to the Jungle of Doom had to stay, until the,' Moghitras pa pa,' or the Royal Jungle Keepers of the King Hairscary, monitored, all foreigners, and they're coming and goings, and it is where they paid their tributes to the tribesmen as was local customs.
The boys watched her one close by and one in a tree from afar, and by whistling like a Gugubird kept in communication with each, something like texting, but by whistling like birds! Tweet tweet tweet duo, means I see her do you see her too? And, tweet tweet dod doddddup, means yes! The sounds in the air in the jungle is filled with strange cries, birds, of all, flies that cry and bugs that buzz too, their message were hidden, and known only to them, they thought they were cool, but, the Que Jello had special hearing abilities! She heard the sounds they made as they walked on the jungle floor, the grass crunches of the little feet, trying to be sneaky pete, as they tracked her, and was aware of them there!
Anyway before turning in the night she went to," oQhick" which is like a newspaper or place in the square where the king Hairscary, would place government laws and decrees, and where people could see what was happening! But, there one wouldn't read anything, because at the time long ago, they didn't read because the hadn't invented the alphabet yet, but instead, it was a flattened giant light beige dried out tree trunk, with the bark stripped bare, and there were drawings and images cut marks pounded into it, and scraped into it, and so by looking at the marks and images one got the idea! And if one could not understand, there was always someone to interpret it for you, so the news got around one way or another! The "oQhick," It told many stories but what was important was basic stuff : What it said was," welcome to the Jungle of Doom!" The money and official currency is teeth of the BaBabaka crocodile! Later, Que Jello met a lady, and she greets the blue lady, by kicking their feet together as is the custom in The Jungle of Doom! The lady who had a huge tent she rented out like an Inn to foreigners! She, was named, Ououlala, an it, she who allowed her to sleep in her big tent! And it was cheap too! She only had to pay one, tiny broken baby tooth of a Bababaka crocodile weekly! The lady was most kind, and friendly, and allowed her to bring her Vanlanga horsedog inside for safe keeping! The tent was giant sized suspended on poles, made of Marringdango bamboo and dark brown and blue colored netted vines of Moccu, woven tightly together, and thickened thick, and looked slick, so no one could see inside, and offered privacy from prying eyes of audacity, and bugs flying in to scare one! There in, she took out her terrapin phone, and phoned the, FU FU BU and said quickly! : Your good kind person to you must thee, I have done what I was told, me here I am waiting in the Jungle of doom bold! Gracious child of the wild, good you be, what have you learned! I heard from a man I met here , an elder brother, named Uksuki that the Blue medicine man has died, your excellency! What, interesting! That is good! Wait! Wait, it sounds too good to be true, learn if his body was found, seen and buried in-between the sands and worms of the earth in the ground, with witnesses? Perhaps false rumor this be, you give me! For The Blue Medicine man, is a man of trickery! When this proof true. Contact me you do, Que Jello! "As from your lips so do I your excellency," said Que Jello.
Later, the children told the elder brother man, Uksuki, where the woman was staying and collected their teeth as payment and went merrily along and were gone, with this information strong, the Uksuki, laid plans he! What plans he laid, we will have to wait and see?

See what, see ah yes! See what one who appears to be a friend to you want to do you, do harm you in the end, deceitful, the two faced elder brother Uksuki, he be, sent a message to the Jungle of Dooms King Hairscary, saying that he found an extra wife for him, or a slave girl he could make her be, beautiful, precious young girl from another land, a woman with eyes like he never saw! Beautiful slanted eyes, so unique and beautiful make a man want her all the more! A woman like this, the messenger told the King, only our great King Hairscary, should have her, and if the King was interested, her presence where abouts would be made known for a few BaBabaka crocodile front teeth, and a big juicey, Mu mo he ta, dog bone!
Well, The king on hearing this, paid for the information, sent soldiers to bring her to him, and was pleased, indeed! The girl, in her teens was frightened, and the other wives of the King had to calm her down, and then about a week later, one after noon, she was told she would be introduced to the King at a banquet celebrating the Coconut Harvest celebration In the Jungle of Doom!
She was led away all dressed up in a gorgeous dress of the birds feathers of Niomiberba, and Purleando, and large white flower and feathered tunic so long it hung down to floor in length! She was all dressed up and looked like a queen! Never before such a beautiful Jungle clothes Que Jello, she has seen! She was told to wait for the king in a special big spacious tent of Mer' haogitotit hides, of gold and brown furs, and on the floor was the mummified head of a, Offlackda Lions head, with a chair inside of it so the king could sit on it! She waited alone for a good long while not knowing what to expect. And slowly the dark brown and gold walls of the room started to look funny, something was happening! She couldn't figure out what, but then the Haghag poles began to shake, and a cool breeze like something dead, flowed into the tent and then all of a sudden, in walked the King. He was perhaps forty years old and as Neanderthals go, his dark tanned complexion was lighter whiter than most. He rarely sat in the hot sun, and when he did his many slaves would place huge thick leaves over his royal head, to shelter him from the suns rays and keep them off of him. He had beautiful eyes, that were decorated with black paint around them, that made them standout, and his pupils were black, and his nose was long and slender. His lips we thin, but his jaw was massively large and when he smiled, you could see he had big, big squared teeth. He wore a long feather inside a silver bell in each of his ears. And he had a long beard that was really three Goatees, that he wore long and dangled down to his waist! In his headdress, he had shiny gold feathers and sea shells sliced in fractal decorative pieces! And his big chest had blue and white markings in a special intricate design painted by a talented slave artist, who worked for the great king! And looking at it, it looked like a fractalized Lions head with seven eyes, and he wore over that a jacket made of colorful round beads. He had many bracelets and all kinds of teeth, and he also had big long thin teeth, dangling on ropes around his waist! And, he wore a crown of vines painted in white, and his hair flowed down to the floor and appeared to be growing as we looked at it! But, yes there he was!

It was King Hairscary himself! He weighed a lot, and had a big head, with the sides of his head with his hair painted in different shades of black and blue and dark green, and he had a huge amount of hair on his head that seemed to be growing as you looked at him! Each time you looked at him, he had, more hair, and more?
Growing faster on his head, Que Jello, she could see it growing faster and faster and suddenly the Kings shadow turned out to be made of hair too, and his hair was growing too! Then that hairy shadow hair turned into another hairy shadow, and fell on the floor and the hairs were growing so fast it was filling up the tent. His hair was alive!
Alive and crawling closer and closer to her! She screamed and turned to run, so afraid was she, but his hairs jumped her and caught her! King Hairscary's hair was really plenty scary indeed! He sat there laughing as his hair crawled around her body and was pulling on her, grabbing her hair, covering her face, trying to suffocate her. The tent was filled up with his hair dancing around like nasty snakes shedding flakes, flakes flying in the air, in the evil tent there! Oh, die I will I this night, cried Que Jello, as her end seemed near, as the hairs went in her mouth and up her nose, she would suffocate, no air to breath, no debate, this end will be her fate?

The hairs began to shake her violently this way and that, and make strange noises as she screamed out! No one heard her. She was alone! Killed by hair, it looks like she will be! Que Jello screamed out in pain and with her last dying breath, she screamed : : Is there no mercy? Is there no mercy? Is there? Only fractal time will see? But it proclaimed dutifully was frame infamy, the fourth note fixed in, solmization songs of death overfication sing the notes dough, ray, me, faaaaaa, sol, laaaaasee see see the where with all powers of his hairs rigging the girl hair follicles growing larger busting her, reorganizing her pretty face, pulling on her pretty lips cutting them till her mouth fell out and out poured blood! The rear of her body got pulled by the diabolical hairs ripped out her back bones, sucked out her lungs spitting it out of the floor! POPPED off her head from her necks body red blood drops flopped out flew, as the winds blew, could you? Could survive a FractalScaryHairy attack? Nothing alive could, the hairs demolished the body of this beautiful girl and ripped out her skull from her head and held it up in the air for all the world to see, and so, that fateful afternoon, the hairs walked out the door of the tent looking for more! It crawled out throughout the cracks in the tent! It is moving! Wiggling! It crawled out on the ground, rippling on the ground like snakes on the hunt! It wiggled across the grasses, up the trees, nothing alive was safe~ It was coming, coming! The unstoppable hairs was on its way!
Load behold new era unfolds, as a thing in sin rolls! It's the the the thing in there, in the tent pretending to be the King! It's not the real king! It's an impostor! Its something, but something evil pretending to be the good King! But its anything but good! It laughs and sings: Ha, ha, ja, ha, ja, jo ajar, na, ha, ha, ha! Dough, Doh, ray, mi, faaaaaa, sol, laaaaa T dohhhhh, seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee heh heh ha, ha!

Dare one to dare to imagine what it was to see hair slither up over your body grab you by the neck, pick you up and ring your neck around strangling you, mangling you deadening you? Can you? Can you? Can you?
Bosha hacka these evils hair of death! The bad evil hairs continued growing long and longer faster and faster at incredible speeds splitting hairs in furious multiple extensions extending out in every
Direction like a Fractal Hairy Scary plague upon the earth gobbling up beast and man, woman, child, and babies alike. Strangling them dead! Is there no mercy? It certainly doesn't look like it! The villainous evil hair kept growing and spreading out like the tentacles of a mighty octopus crushing the people to death!

The people of the Jungle of Doom who saw the hairs swinging through the Jungle trees tried to flee! They were calling out to others, to warn them! The drums were beating furiously and the messages went out, out , out get out! The hairs are coming, the hairs are coming! The jungle was alive with killer Fractal hairs and the sound of people dying, babies crying death was in the air, seems the people was in the devils Lear!

The community was frightened and fear reigned! The drums beat :
DEATH COMES! DEATH COMES! DEATH COMES RUN!

Summand all your strength , you can't fight it, you can only run , run and ran they did! Eventually the word got out to the human real King Hairscary that something, an evil force was masquerading as him and was the epitome of the dark forces of evil canival mar bu- B unblessables killers of thee mad hairs of Fractal lunacy, let loose in the Jungles of Doom!

And its hairs were alive, alive and overtaking the kingdom lock stock and barrel sucking out your blood marrow!

This present live danger was forcing all to flee!

So said the king to emissary drummers to beat messages : grab your children, your poor, your old people, and head for the sea or die thee! Beware of the singer of, " Do Re Mi," is the killer of thee, flee, flee , flee!
Bom bom pa pa BOOM, Bom bom pa pa BOOM, Bom bom pa pa BOOM, went the drums of the Jungle of Doom!
The loud drum beats, loomed and booomed, as the Fractal Hairy scary attack engrossed the living leaving behind the dead that said, those who died, these spirits cries out and let loose auras of the feeling of the people being slaughtered, letting out electrical frequencies molecularly ferried in the very air particles of the air massively discombobulating the decorum of the good forces and this sense of impending doom screamed out for help, awaking the augmented sensitivities of the new evolved mind of the child called, Baby Jesse making him into Power boy!
Thus alerted, he awoke from his slumber, saw the world was crumbling under, and gather his wit about him and the unyielding need and sense to help and to be a light house looking over the good folks of the jungle, a beacon, a defender and promise to make the devil surrender, up , up, up he rose, the sky shook as he streaked through it. Blasted trough it and flewwwwwwwwwwww he do!
Was it a meteor going by and bye?
Was it a brite burning star cascading at the speed of light in the sky? With the crackle of thunder crackle of wonders not at all acting coy its none other than Power Boy, coming to save the day!

Drawn by his good instincts he out stretches his mind and sees the terror looming below and zooms down to confront it!

This was all new to him! Very new! It would be hard and very scary for a grown up, let alone a child, a little boy would be super scared, But Baby Jesse was no longer just another ordinary boy he was Super Power Boy!
But he never attempted any thing like this before. In fact he had just recently learned to fly , and although he was still unexperienced he didn't flinch, he was a brave little boy! And, he braced himself to engage in mortal battle come what may! Despite the dangers he sliced through the air and in no time was cruising over the Jungle of Doom, where he saw the frightened people running up a mountain next to the sea trying to flee!

They were all being chased by tentacles of wild scary Fractal hair every where!
Once they got up the mountain they had their backs against the cliff facing the sea!

The tall mountain, was some thousands of feet high in the air and it had rocky precipice like cliff facing the sea, with a mighty drop to angry waters below filled with hungry sharks, meat eaters an fapusses waiting for a meal! The people kept coming more and more of them filling the clearing packed like sardines! They could not run back down the hill cause the Fractal scary hairs was coming up, so they pushed back closer and closer to the terrible edge of the cliff!

The good people were so scared and panicking and with no place to flee they began to commit suicide by jumping in the sea head first into the mouth of the hungry sharks waiting below! It was a rough day in hell.
This got Super Power Boy angry, and he looked down and pointed his finger at the hair on the ground, and said ,take this, and out thunder blasted from his finger setting a blaze the hair crazed, catching it on fire dinger, dinga doom doom! The Jungle of Doom had a defender soon! Super Power Boy had arrived! He flew over the hairs and aimed his little fingers, and shot out powerful Thunder bolts at it again , this time, it hit it with such brutal force, the ground shook, it sent seismic waves, shock waves rippling, rippling through the jungle floor raising and lowering the earth and tossing up tons of dirt onto the hair burying it there and the sparks set it on fire, and the hair burst into fire as the sparks were catching every hair on fire every where, saving the happy people! Now the bewitched hair, finds it self retreating before the fire and the flying child who came out of no where!
The hair now has a foe fending off it vile wacky attacky and it is it, that must now flee, thanks to Baby Jesse, but nothing catches on fire faster than hair! It burns very quickly and the fires races back, races back to the tent and the terrible thing that sits inside the tent!

And just like that the people cheered him and started chanting his name : Baby Jesses Super Power Boy! Now, Super Power Boy knew what he had to do! But he wasn't exactly sure what forces he must defeat, so he reinforced himself with the invisible people sciences tricks in his teeth, he evolved into a spherical ball and came searching for the thing in the swing of things, the thing in the tent waiting in the Jungle of Doom! What he decided to use was the power of MIB!

Now there are little children paying attention and reading along so in the next sentence or two if its hard ask your parent to help! If not just skip it and go down to section [ 2 ]

MIB, is another science unknown to visible humans. It is a mirage or false image of your self projected by your mind aura layers. This layer is similar to air bending light rays passing through it, distorting the images from the distant corners concepts of your minds physical self prints and projects it out .
It is not exactly a case study like those based on Fermat's Principle -- a light ray traveling from one point to another point follows the fastest possible route but has reconcilable interstellar obtuse light bouncing derivatives of similarities!

And what it looks like is four or more images of you, but all distorting simultaneously, and moving quickly accompanied by harmonica music emanating from the interior of your body rhythms such as DNA : The vibrations of which are easily measurable using an infrared spectrophotometer. By exposing each section of DNA to infrared light and measuring the wavelength of the light absorbed, you can determine distinctive frequencies for each DNA molecule. Also along with : heart beats and lung expansions compressions, all magnified by your mind, and projected outward visibly in reality. [ listen to your DNA see it here>http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/222591.stm ]
It makes you appear to have two eyes and underneath those two eyes are another two of you but upside down, and underneath those eyes, you see stretched images of these eyes upside down. As if stretched on an undulating mirrored surface fabric, but what it is : is a time mirror fabric distorting your image on to it self as it is seen. MIB or," Mirage Image Bouncing," is one of the technologies Baby Jesse inherited in the fusion between his body and the other race of the Rainbow child's body during the Thunder fusion event. Its attributes, is what he cleverly employs now, as he goes after the evil unknown force threatening the people in the Jungle of Doom! This way he is seen in a transparent sphere, or ball shape, undulating but his exact position cannot be targeted. The ball acts as an in-penetrable shield!

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So when we see Baby Jesse or," Super Power Boy," now, what we see is him in transparencies and what we see is his two eyes taking on a deep blue normally and upside down versions of his eyes and stretched body versions mirages of himself, simultaneously changing shapes filling a spherical space, between eight feet, and twenty feet wide, and flying according to given dimensions of the environment, as he moves in," now time," reality, ready to confront the, evil One. The Red Sentinel 523, disguised as the King Hairscary!

What now was transpiring, was nothing less then a brutal confrontation, between good and evil, the new going up against the old!
The thing, the being in the tent, was a creature hell sent!
The guy was grey eyed, seven feet tall or more and thin, and looked like the American actor John Travaolta, when he was young, but, partially balding and wore a white goatee beard with a gold ring in it! Around his neck he wore a large, wide gold colored band four inches wide, with inlaid Fractals and lettering decorating on it! It was very gold and shiny, with the name red in black letters on it, and it looked like glass, but it some kind of metal!

His garment was red cubic textured interlacing wide fibers, running vertically up white material, that formed a shirt, that was an oversized shirt that reached his angles. Around his waist was a wide waist ban, with what looked like dozens of gadgets blinking on and off. He had this long gold necklace about two feet long, dangling around his neck! And, over all he looked like some kind of weird ancient high priest, with pointy gold shoes on!

The energy creature choose to look like a man, true, but chose to take a form that resembles in detail, The tribes King Hairscary, so he could enter the Jungle, and move around with raising suspicions that he was foreigner, a strange, stranger up to no good!

But that was then and this is now, now the heat was on him in more ways then one! He could smell that out there in the extremities of the Jungle of Doom , its hair was on fire! Now, this thing disguised as the king, when it saw its hair was burning, and leading the fire back to him, it realized it had to stop it in its tracks, and the first thing it did was, to raise up its sums of its minimal and major mind capability powers, and made the hair in the tent disappear so the fire couldn't reach him, but it was too late!

The fire was outside the tents door trying to get in,
knock, knock, knock!
And the Jungle around the tent was on fire too! Then the sparks from the fire began to burn the tent down, down around him, and the creature, this thing impersonating the King Hairscary grew weary! Who would set his hair on fire, who would dare! For he was the sire! For he was the one and only Red Sentinel, 523, an evil Gangster he! A criminal soul that escaped from a black hole, set free to unleash misery on all in its vicinity! What was is name again, the Red sentinel 523 of gangster fame he be! A Criminal time traveler bad character! He was one of the most dangerous space time criminals of all time! Here in the Jungle of Doom, he came through a portal, when the Blue Medicine man was depressed and deranged sad and blue, overwhelmed by the circumstances that he
opened his mind up to death and was waiting in a grave wanting to die, wanting to be possessed!
It was then by a fluke of the mind corridor in his head, instead, opened a door that led to the black holes!

It took possession of him! By wanting to be possessed,
opened the door for the seevilian evil to squeeze through!
Who?
Bad guy he!
It was he, The red sentinel 523,
that who took over his body!
And took possession of it lickity splitkady quick, makin it his own home! The remains of the Blue Medicine man is no longer blue, but red dead terror criminal mastermind bent on setting up himself to be in charge of this time zone and all the people in it! As the fire crackled it laughed and got up and elated song out singing in B-flat the sounds you hear in space come from black holes ace!
see it here>http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3077738/ns/technology_and_science-space/t/black-hole-sings-deepest-b-flat/#.UE9UWphlj8s
Now why do black holes sing in B-flat at that rat tat tat hat sing like that : jet black because as the black hole pulls material in, it also creates jets of material shooting out above and below it, and it is these powerful jets that create the pressure that creates the sound waves of the B- flat, the favorite flavor tone in the bone of The Red Sentinel 523, who giggles and sings in B-flat bass you C heh heh ha ha, ha, ha he laughs crafty evil guy he be, ha, j ha, ha, So be weary when you too sing you just might make him appear. What he does now is walkout singing as he goes! Do you, are you scared to sing his songs too? : Do Re Mi Fa Sol La T dohhhhhhhhhhhhh hamham black hole jammmm ha, ha, ja ha,ha, ha! Do Re Mi Fa Sol La T dooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo !

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Meanwhile, from the far, far side of time, came he, the little one, above the tree, flying fast at first, then slowing down and, disappearing and reappearing in distant time on the ground, looking serious as can be, the boy child, five years old, Baby Jesse, like an entity other than him self, was Baby Jesse the same? No, he was not, he was not, for who was he now, bolder was he now, older in his minds, acclimated to his new powers, aware of the killers crime, in his mind, aware of his potentialities, he walked straight toward the killer! He wasn't his old self but anew, and inside him, he knew what he had to do, not scare too! So that afternoon, came the show down, as he walked deep, in the burning remains of the Jungle of Doom! Approaching slowly, ever so slowing trying his darn'est to size up this enemy! The little one, Super Power Boy, came! But, without any bravado, or over self-confidence, for his mind was not what it was, not the same! It is not a child's mind any longer, for he has evolved, to the point where he can flip flop backwards and forwards between the baby self, he has and the mature mans self, too, knowing very well, what evil dwells in this thing, that looks like King Hairscary, and what he must now bravely do!

But, with knowledge of his ability to tap into a higher maturer mind state, without debate, realizing forces being channeled into him, from a far, guiding him, now, for in him, are the essences of both his natures : The visible, and invisible Rainbow humans, and the kicker, slicker free of Thunderthisity majesty bequeathed as a gift from Mother nature her self, his staunch supporter hidden, who is on his side, mind to mind to in kind! He walks, now seeing, not blind, realizing the bad thing, thing, this thing in the form he sees in front of him, fearing nothing, he walks closer, his mind is manly keener, making him ready for the encounter!

And he looks different too! Not as you imagined him before, for he tossed aside those garments, and now you see him cloaked and dressed in a long black robe down to his feet, with a red scarf around his neck, his bushy hair blowing in the wind , ready to face sin.
His face, looks different too! He is able to change his skin color like the rainbow colored peoples, and switch back to blue when he wants too!
He now wears a rainbow colored face, like the Rainbow peoples, he has a large squarish black band across his eyes like a mask. He feels good, his ego is buoyant, feeling strong, powerful, he knows what he can do. He looked, with a frown, at the killer in the distance as he approaches him, saying:

I never thought you would do this, said, Baby Jesse, who was now changed into, Super Power Boy! Everything about him had changed. Although, he still was the same small child like size, he had the strength of fifty men! He was small, true just under three feet tall! But, he was maturer in appearance and his voice, deeper, sounded like an adult! He spoke clearly, intelligently, strongly, forcefully!
No, child he wasn't anymore! He had the, demeanor and attitude not like a child's! And,it was like that of a mans, his mind was like that of a mans, his heart wished only to do good deeds, only a brave superman of good will could do, and now that he had matured and evolved, and had the power, he came, he saw, and, now with anger in his heart, was ready to fight, to destroy evil, and protect the innocent of the world!
I never thought you would do this, Killing and destroying your own, destroying and burning the holy Jungles! What has happen to you King? King Hairscary stood there, silently listening, looking down at this strange child before him, with the voice of a man, he listen to the child's words, smiling, puzzled and in wonderment!
Super Power Boy, continued walking closer, he was about two hundred yards away and closing slower ever closer, as he said :

The King Hairscary, I remember, would never harm his own tribe like this!
You are evil now!
You are bad man King or no king, King Hairscary, you are bad!

I, he said nodding his head up and down, staring up into the eyes of the king, who stood there, high above him, smirking, apparently being amused by the little guy running his mouth to him so boldly! For, he thought to himself, he had many adversaries in the past that he had destroyed, but never one that was so tiny and puny.

I see why they call you King Hairscary, your hair is scary, thats why your people are weary, and frightened of you!
But, he said, in a low measured stern, voice, very slowly and very angrily, listen to me, well, King.
You must have changed into a mad man, you are not the King Hairscary, I knew before. Well, You are not the only one that has changed, I too have changed! A miracle has happened to me, given me strength, given me new insights, and most importantly change my eyes of a child to eyes of a good man, given me the ability to know evil when I see it!
And, I see you! Evil, evil, you be, King Hairscary, and the people of this Jungle, from this day forward, you shall harm them no more!

He walks closer and at the opposite end, from him, stands the King Hairscary, But inside of him, is the Red Sentinel 523, disguised as King Hairscary, who now, starts to walk leisurely and opens his mouth and starts to sing! He sings loudly one note, that causing the air to vibrate : meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee and Super Power Boy, not to be out done, sings out thee, theeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee and the Two opposite harmonics, harmonies, clash as they intertwine, sonicificationly, making ear splitting sounds, that filled the airs atmosphere rocking it!

Then without warning the King Hairscary, burst out laughing, and said, mockingly, in a deep voice from hell : Look, Just look what the hell I got in front of me? Look at this stupid midget, I, ha, ha, ha. I have before me, oh ha, ha, ha, a mere child, a little baby boy! That, is, who dare comes to me too! Shouldn't you be home, playing in your stupid crib, playing with teddy bears! Isn't it past your bed time, little baby?

A baby, A babies place is with babies, not here! What, your baby sitter got lost, nailed to a cross, boss? Oh, ha, ha, ha!

I will nail you to the cross, he said in a low mean voice that you could barely hear!

A baby ha, ha, ha ha, ha, laughed King Hairscary, looking evilly at him, Hey, he said wonderingly, you are the one the stupid, natives all call Super Power Boy, ha, ha, ha, ha well go to hell, he said, angrily with a look of distain satin enchained, just like that the earth shook, as if he had command of it, and on both sides of the Super Power Boy, the earth rose up mountains of dirt, to the right and left of him, and was just about to smash him to death, but he, instantly, hopped up above it, and flew out of the way in a hurry, about a hundred feet in the air, and stood there suspender there, looking down at the evil King who was now laughing!

Then the Super Power Boy, yelled down to him,

King Hairscary, I don't know why you are acting this way but, you are trying to kill your own people, with the powers of your long evil hair, and
I cannot allow that, for they are now, my friends, and don't deserve to die, and you are not, and belong with the bad people, not with us!

Shut your baby face! How dare you speak! Ha, ha, ha, oh, ha, a little child, addressing, the likes of me, ha, ha ha ! Don't make me laugh, ha, ha, ha! I don't know who you are, neither do I give a dam, if you think you are powerful enough to trifle with the likes of me, you deserve to die, and with that said, he asked:

You dare excoriate me? Me? Meeee?

What does that person know, that you don't? First, he said very slowly and angrily, pointing his finger into Super Power Boys face, you don't mess with me, he said to Super Power Boy, in a very petulant, bad-tempered way : You poke fun at me, you dare compare your mundane powers to mine, to mine? To mine, you got to be out of your mind, ha, ha, ha, how foolish you be! How dare you insult me, by talking! I am from the Black Hole of.' Elsscar81,'

You thrust, your immature self to confront me, to my face! Thats an insult! Don't be facetious! You talked, now hear what I have to say before you die, little guy. Ha, ha, ha!
Your gonna eat those words, and wish you never born!
We didn't even ask to be born, but we are and we must take it or leave it. We are what we are for better or worse!
You old, old, old man whose gone nuts!
I have no time for you child!

You are an unworthy opponent for me little baby!
Oh,year, we will see! Come here! I am gonna play knocky with your head, old man!
Baby, I need you put your self to the task of killing yourself, It should be easy task, and fun to! Ha, ha, ha! And do it now! Die by killing your self, by your self! And as you die, remember, remember who, who am, I?

Ha, ha, ha, Enjoy, little child! Little boy, who speaks like a man, to you I throw into the garbage can! Ha, ha, ha!

Why you miserable, filthy miscreant baby.

You are of no consternation to me, nor is it, incumbent on me to waste my time with you. Good bye, and die! Him' toecahara tu homba scazxtltonck, scazxtltonck mish' shimmy! Ha, ha, ha!

Now, Super Power boy, listened to the man's evil words, but, it was strange, because, thought, Super Power Boy, what he heard was voices in stereo, as though three people were talking to him at the same time, and indeed, it was not known to Baby Jesse, that, The King Hairscary, was one, the Blue Medicine man was two, the Red Sentinel 523, was three, but, that wasn't half of it! Energy creatures, who live in the Black holes have a secret, they often are compressed molecularly fractally, and when they do escape, they decompress fracturely and they come in threes, as they are always famous for: The trinities : The father, the son, and the unholy son of the thing! The father is called [ R ], the Resurrected! The son is called [ E ] for Eternal, and the thing is called [ D ] for the Devil.

Now, super Power Boy, knew nothing of all this, and he didn't even know about the fact that, The Red Sentinel 523, was hiding inside the body of King Hairscary, it was beyond him, way beyond him this type of knowledge!

All he knew was, the time, that he heard him speak, and

part of it was so unique, the essential nature of someone or this something that was talking to him was talking dually or triply to him, he thought, he felt, felt, something strange, when the man was speaking to him, like something was coming or operating from outside of the extrinsic factors, of the natural, that might really be controlling events!

It was too deep for Super Power Boy!

Then, the King suddenly said, don't bother, to beg for your life Super power Boy, to conciliate appease, placate, pacify, or assuage, soothe, or make peace with me. Its, way too late. You have provoke me. It has been said, there is no time to be dead, praise thee thy man sighted, causes reveal under night darkest zeal to us matter biological cojoined intrinsic bonded in realms to which we cannot to you speak!

Unshackled by the burden of proof of my power, I curse you hour, after hour, to the turbulent and unsafe places there in you shall dwell! " Fraxtalxkaka hoofffwa,"

'Verbum sap' A word to the wise is sufficient, he said, and he smiled a very mysterious, puzzling, cryptic smile at Super Power Boy. And, it was Super Power Boy, who now, remained very silent and pensive, for these words spoken, were beyond his comprehension and he stunned!

  And he, this thing in the shape of King hairscary, who was so, shocking, appalling, terrible, awful, horrendous, frightful, atrocious, turned and walked away into the upper regions of air beyond the clouds of the burning fires, and nasty gases and smoke and dispersed into the ether and was seen seated on his throne, and started to fly away slowly.

But, Super Power Boy, wasn't gone let him get away so easily!

Super Power Boy, Baby Jesse, was clueless as to what, he had said, and that only made him get pissed off, he got angry and put out his fingers and focused real hard, concentrating and then, let burst forth a blast of thunder, BOOM, it roared lighting up the skies,

but, surprisingly, it bounced off the King Hairscary and ricocheted back, hitting him shockingly, knocking him out of the sky, and all of sudden, in an instant,

Baby Jesse, found himself inside a huge ugly horrible looking gigantic, moving

mental time warp, Geodesic ball shape construction, lining the suds of time!

It was unlike anything he had ever seen before! A cracked space time warp mental shell cave, in an alternate specific subset world reality called," Fraxtalxkaka hoofffwa," that was a warping fabric mountain, divided in space time, with a giant crack in it. It looked like, a light pinkish vomit colored structure, partially looking like a lopped sided balled dome, of some sort, and was all mountainous and lumpy and ugly, and shinny, with lots holes in it, on the outside, but deep black and brown and doomy on the inside where he was inside of the crack, with thousand of smoking hot crawling bugs on the ground, and up on the caves walls! The cave, was full of rocks, cracks and lumps and bumps on it that all seemed to be moving fractally, and he found himself on the inside of this giant, giant cave looking out,

through, it's,' Time Crack,' in the ceiling, all alone.

The time crack, made up of a sharp triangular [v motive ] cut in its ceilings top mountain structure! Some of the colors, had a distant purple, and black shadows, because there was this strange white light beaming down on it from the right out of nowhere,

and besides audibly, in the background, you could hear this constant drumming sounds, and there was a strange constant humming sound too, in the atmosphere, like children crying out in pain, children crying out in pain insane!

Deep inside the V shape time slice, was where Baby Jesse, now found himself! He was under a strange force that was compressing his bodies structure, making him heavier, and heavier! And something stranger, than that was occurring! What was happening, was something, that he had no knowledge of although,

he could, with his special eyes modification, see the actual real colors of the " Fraxtalxkaka hoofffwa," he himself was being endrenalated, by a Frac 'co siluettafic 'co, or in other words, a silhouettafication, of his body, now that it was under the influence of a spectrum-less Black Hole Energy Being! In other words, he was appearing to slowly be come a black silhouette of himself, so that his face, his clothes, his hands and everything about him slowly was silhouetted in jet black, Black hole black to be precise!

Now this, to say the least, was extremely frightening! And despite the evolution of maturation of his mind states, reorganizational brain tight components, re- structurefications,

and despite all the power, he had obtained through that thunderistic contact event, and biological inheritance from, the Rainbow People Matrix mergerment, he was disconcerted, and become, what he feared he would never become again, fearful! After all, without knowledge of things that are occurring to you, that you have no knowledge of, is frightening to anybody, even a Super Power Boy!

And without knowledge of what was transpiring, he was totally clueless!

Knowledge wise, he was just like the backward, barbarian illiterate jungle tribesmen, he lived with two million years ago! For in real time reality in his time, outside of time, he didn't have a Master degree! Not even a College degree, not even a High school degree or Diploma, no GED, not even the most basic Kinder Garden Degree! Because his mommy, never sent him to Kinder Garden! She did teach him at least, the alphabet and to write a little, but that was about it!
Even the downloaded knowledge base, of the inheritance mind base, transferals, of The Rainbow peoples, Genometric mind multicellary, and psychological data base, had no mention, or chronological record data coverage, of ' Black Hole Energy Beings,' infestations!

And, there he was in the position of being totally stupid, in matters of Black Hole ontology metaphysics technologies, and Energy Being, infestations! Things he desperately needed to know, now if he is to survive! All that stuff, complexed him, why? His Mommy never spoke to him about this! Why? Why didn't they? His Daddy, good father that he was, was working a lot, and was always busy, and never even took time out, to explain to him, about the Birds and the Bees. Now here he is, and he now finds himself inside a " Fraxtalxkaka hoofffwa," and theres an eyeball on the walls, looking at him! What the hell is he supposed to do about that?

He remembered seeing another one, another eyeball, on the outside too, way on the far right of the " Fraxtalxkaka hoofffwa." Whose eyeball was it, and who was looking at him? A person without an education is a poor soul, stupid soul indeed, and unfortunately that was him now!

He was alone in this mind crack projection, in alternate changing time Fractal space, in space all alone! By him - self, Himself by himself! Alone!

But was he? Ha, ha, ha he suddenly heard laughter. Laughter from where, from whom? He was totally shocked by it , and looked every which way, and, then on the rocky floor he saw them, strewn over the area were little lumps of goal, that were shinny and black! But slowly they began to move and grow and morph and change and began to look like his face, suddenly he saw himself!

One of the entities, of himself, was coming out of the rocks, and it was himself back in past time, future time, but it was confiscated, distorted evil time, concocted by, The RED SENTINEL 523, when there was Baby Jesse, when he was only four years old! Only four, on the floor in front of him, looking like gross sin, wanting to kill him, and he was holding a sharp long curved silver knife, with strange black symbols on it, and his mouth, was opening and closing, nasching, and was full of big jagged, long sharp pointy, multicolored teeth!

Then suddenly, he spotted, another one of himself, came out of the floor in the dark, and appeared! This was himself when he was three years old, holding a giant hammer, with thorns and long steel nails sticking out of it, and he was hopping and moving around in the background! But this version of himself was muscular, built like the Hulk, and He was happily grinning evilly at him, and smiling all the while, he was shaking the big hammer menacingly around, coming closer!

Then, another one of himself, popped out, holding a big machine gun, and it was Baby Jesse, when he was two years old!

Then, crawling along the floor on the right silently, just behind him, was the littlest of himself, rising and morphing, out of a piece of black goal, and it was none other, than another him, when he was only one years old, with evil eyes that were cold, and in his little hands, he had two knives, one in the left, and one in the right, and he suddenly opened up his mouth and out of a toothless mouth, giant pointy teeth grew out, curving, long down to his chin, like a tiger, Black Hole nightmare scare from hell, wanting to bite him! And, he and the others him selves, began endrenalating!

NO, it can be, but was fractally, another, another, another thing he saw on the floor, what more gory gore could there be?

The fractal Forums, the possibilities are infinite!

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   Continuation tribute to the Master Tauruss66
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Stories from THE FRACTAL FORUM CELEBRITY NEWS inspired by his work ; entitled, " SLURP " rendered and created by Master Tauruss66 in the year 2011 on Earth!

THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY
Table of Contents
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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

Chapter 16

Good evening, again friends and another good Fractal welcome, back to you all! The great ages, full of fractal sages warns one to be bold, audacious! As it is you who are about to enter chapter sixteen full of queens in-between sheets! The fractal door creaks opens ever so slowly once more! Look yes you look!

Gaze into eternity, invisible and alone, gaze in to eternity and see, stories to frighten and make you sigh, stories to make you ask the questions why? Stories of hate, stories that make you want to debate the reason and where with all of your fate! Stories that search, quests that dare to inquirer into your very private hidden puddles of desire. Can behavioral desirers societal intimate be, be based in fractal algorithms too, watch, watch, watch closer, what they do!
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But warning! Real torrid love stories not suitable for the immature!

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MEANWHILE!

BR, Got a coffee date with Saddie!
Together, the two of them, knowing full well what they are about, run their mouth, in what appears fun idle conversations! They play the behavioral interplay games men and women do in courtship! He would tell a joke, she would quip a quote, and the world would go around and around!
She told him she knows how to relax a man, and was playfully massaging his shoulders, for a while, while they conversed! BR, asked, what are some of the benefits of getting a relaxing and rejeuvenating massage? It makes your hair grow! Where? You'll, see, she said laughing, ha, ha, ha!

Did you like to watch Youtube before the world ended? Heck, year loved to watch Fractal movies and Star trek oldies, but goodies stories, and Rambo, Terminator, Blade, Avatar, Saturday Night Live junk too? Me too! Really? Yep! OMG! I am a Fractal lover BR, admitted smiling proudly! Ha, ha, ha! He laughed, and Saddie said, we got a lot in common, me and you too! She said, as she sat right tight, up close to his legs with her elbow on his knees, smirking sexily up to him, saying with hers words one thing, while with her body was saying quite another! You could see, it was getting warm, before the storm!

Hey Saddie, I recon my coffee is getting cold, He murmured, looking down into his cup, he said laughing as he lurched to get up to go fetch another, the woman's elbow inadvertently swung around accidentally spilling the coffee onto his crutch, instinctually she grabbed big handfuls of napkins and rushed to dry his crutch off by wiping off the coffee water off, stroking the area of his crutch. She placed her hand on it and it rose in her fingers like mighty bamboo, hard, getting harder, she didn't now what to do? She realized she had awakened the man in him she suddenly stopped looking at it and turned looked up into his face towering over her and suddenly he leaned down, kissing her open mouth full in the lips, she fiend to resist, but he insisted and after second didn't resist, kissed his lips back, just as hard, just like that, BR, grabbed her up in his arms, pressing her bosom, and she on to bamboo, grew in her hands she held on to it too, lust passions door flared, clothes got tossed bared and in thrusting it flew!

"People stumble blind, find another near the confines of their mind, their special someone on a destiny street, they do encounter themselves and wonder why this one, is the special person, they meet?
Usually happenstance sparks romance askance eyes glance meet, in the times street now this reason escapes you why enter your life this person, but so true no matter what you say or do, the reason still escapes you?
Perhaps to hold and embrace you and over you offer, emotional support, provide a bridge to financial safety, offer life you real life instead of an empty one, offer you life support because you have nort godsend treasure they to you be? Pleasured you grow strong in their person and under their protection and love, then one day from the heaven above you wakeup and they are gone no fault of your own, but bereft left song of the gone, such a heart breaking song, we all at pass displeased the person in your life although you don't wish to lose them, do, at a time, of destinies choosing they to you no longer be, perhaps another person attracted them away from you, you see? Perhaps they get sick to no cure, Perhaps overtime got glutenous fat and lazy and she got turned off! Perhaps you had an extra marital affair and caught she , she did and called it quits? Perhaps you struck her and being a fool, didn't say sorry and abandoned she to you she did? Perhaps woman be you and a player too and played too much and surprised you he did and shot you dead? Perhaps you being a woman, was tempted by a lesbian, spotted he with her, and wanted nothing more to do, with you? Perhaps you let yourself go, no exercising, lots of Ice-cream and Pizza, and too much Mc Donalds no more pretty girl you be, and said so what whats he gone do, leave? But he did? No amount none, no amount of begging on your knees, please will your lovers heed? Please come back, please? Pretty please? But alast they out of your mind needs materialized to you, for your own ascoted shorted time be, but essential time, on time, for you for a reason fulfilled, not fraudulently but authenticatingly you to the level of true happiness, happiness you could not imagine, fruits of love you lovingly picked, happiness, cleverness, joyestness undergoing a growth in you for the better? What lesson the person you created teaches you, you must take inventory, count the bad times with that which if you are so lucky you could and extract love like you should and treasure it, now that it too has gone. For this is what Fractal life is! For every thing has its day and at destinies command must pass it away and night falls!"

Saddie remembered:
She did something cool and the man said OK, fox you got skills!

You my new addiction, cant wait to get you on!
You , you make my ground move like an earthquake you got' makes me thirsty . .my word, no debate!
Popping pop, girl preference Word! Lambs bone! Gotta go home! She looked at him crossed eyed, smiling trying to figure out what he saying to her, as he talked a lot of street trash to her, How can a cowboy talk street talk? She, excited, suddenly, looked up into the cowboys face again, looked into his eyes, which looked wild, wild, so wild, while he grabbed her up off the floor!

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Saddie, knocked his cowboy hat off with one smack of her back of her hand! You are cowboy, but you a City-man too! Who are you? If you gone do me? Show some respect!
She put her hands down my pants, and I said, look whose talking about respect? Ha, ha, ha! Hands ups! This is a stick up, pop pop baby! Ha, ha, ha! BR, you full of it, cowboy, City boy, bakers man, who the hell are you man? Ha, ha, ha!
You Bad! So are you! You only live once, hunt!
Rad! Narly waves bird, when you move, word! I can move it faster than you? Oh, no you can't! Oh, yes I can! Ha, ha, ha!
Gone giving this cowboy, some chess? Give me some cheese, do what I please? You bad, bad, boy dad! Relax! Don't sweat it! I ain't gone no where! You know whats up!
What? You'll see!
Come with me!
OMG!
Baby! Oh No! OMG! Stop! Stop! Ouuuuwe!

I gone leave you alone! Could you? Watch me, but not now! Ha, ha, ha!
Quiet woman, you talk to much, he says to the palpitating little woman in front of him, as he gets down to business!
: Saddie smiles happily, wanting more as she is being ravished by BR! She's smiles to her self so pleased, and thinks it is too good to end but it will! BR, is not an eternal sex machine , but saddie wishes he was! Both covered in lovers sweat, as they continue like animals in the dark of the night, lock tight, she feels him in here in her he oscillates vibrating between her legs. His slender body hot up against her, and suddenly she opened up her mouth, he, opens his mouth sticks out his tongue lunges in, as he moved her hands over her head, stretching both arms straight as he ravished her taught! I remembered how, he didn't allow me to move, and did what he pleased with me, I answered him hard as I could with upward pressure of my thighs, as our bodies clashed together! I sighed, OHHHoo, as he ceased to exert it, held stiff in me, then rested, kissing my neck, and biting my enlarged pointy chest! I sighed, OHHHooooo ahh! Ow! you're hurting me! I stuck my nails in the warm flesh of his heaving back, a hot fractal like that scratched his back till it bled red, held him too, so he couldn't get away like in bed, we were locked in lovers bad embrace with fractal love so good you could taste it! Then he stopped his motor! Why? No, power? Done? Has his mechanism, shrunken and deflated? Terrified, of the thought, because she was just getting herself shifting into high gear, getting ready, is that all there is? Saddie knows, you mustn't get tired, if both work synergistically together they would reached ecstasy! Saddie lies still, leaving herself in suspense? She feared, he had aroused her to an almost unbearable expectation of fractal pleasure, and now that she responded, only to let her fractally down, it vanished? How is that possible? She cried inside wishing, for him to re ignite the pleasure in sight! She asks, is he just a big mouth nut, is that all he is? No stamina? Oh, what use is this man?

Saddie, breathed deeply waiting for the pitcher to throw the ball, not a strike! Being a double jointed young lady she held him with all her might, waiting! He stuck out his tongue like slow motion magic, and licked her, stimulating her just behind her right ear, so slowly, it took what seemed like an exciting extremely fractal eternity! Women's nature, sometimes forget men do pause, gather strength back then reinvigorate continue! BR, face was covered in sweat, she kissed the overheated man in her! "Bam," he was back again, the young man, perched insecurely on her slender branches of her heaving body and rocked it till he felt it move fast slightly compressed, released it and then she pleased screamed out in delight, again, in that preemptive state, she pleased, screamed out in delight, the warnings are up as the two of them are in sense of alertness one big sea of moving flesh iterating, iterating, sexy coefficients employing in ernest, not just all impulses, but residual stimulating energies maxing them out, as the sweat poured out of the two lovers, as they filled the room with moans and ahhhs! BR, rested his tired head in between her mounds, and once more, then she unable to control her self, so pleased screamed out in utter delight, the sounds of her moans of suffering in fractal sexual pleasure, empowered, BR! As she whispered and moaned, in his ear, his ears stood erect and other things too! She looked so good to him, and he looked so good to her, save for one thing, she thought :

Her anticipations and expectations of what it would be like to make love to a guy with multiple personalities had up until now, had not been met!

[ 3 ]

But all of sudden, one of BR, alternate personalities kicked in, and he was not BR anymore but, him, another, and asked the lady below him, who are you? Who are you under me? Lady? Saddie was for a second was thrown off her game, rocked the same! This was so unexpected, she got erected! But she knows he got many personalities inside him! She was shocked, but only for a fractal second, but being a woman, her prima mother wise intuitive instincts, kicked up very quickly, and were running with his cute game changes, and joined in the game! She wouldn't evacuate, hesitate or settle to be played a fool! She knows how to play act too, and does, and without skipping a beat replied, as she grabbed his hair from the back of his head and pulled his face out of her chest like he was a mischievous child, and smiled at him and quipped sexily, You better behave!

And something, something about him about him changed. He looked weird suddenly and he looked at her square in the eyes, she got terrified!

Who are you? Who, he suddenly asked again, in another voice, a deep sexy baritone voice she, never heard before, and surely didn't recognize, but she liked it, and it excited her more, to know his mysterious other sides of him, scared of him, but hiding it she boldly told him to shut up!
Shut up BR, or I'll kick your ass!

What are you, are you, are you talking to me?

Is there anybody else in me? Answer my question! I refuse! I could kill you! I could kill you too, or I could love you, which would you prefer?

He let his long tongue dangle out his mouth like a dog, as he, whoever he was, now surveyed her terrain! His eyes eyed her bare chest and it seemed to overwhelm him! His eyes stared at one then the other, and suddenly got a far away look in them. and exclaimed : Ugly!

Look who's talking! Don't look in a mirror cause it will crack, my boobs are better than anybodies! she said angrily, feeling uncomfortable now, not knowing what the hell to expect from BR! You were in love with them before a minute ago, you thought they were beautiful!

[ 4 ]

Lady, I am just a me, from a different universe you see, having a nasty, nasty dream! I just got off! Off! I am just passing through, and I find you! Who the hell are you?
None of your business sickness, talking to me like that, disrespectfully, snapped Saddie, not at all happy with his tone, or this inopportune prank, alone?

I don't know you, replied the man, rudely, totally confused, but mused, but a-gashed how real this nasty dream seemed? Could this be a Virtual Realty loop scoop, some bodies playing on me, he quizzed himself?

For people to make love, they should be in love!

Saddie, was feeling she was getting angry, so, she took a moment out, and breathed in a deep breath, and counted to ten. She was so angry, but, didn't want to start a fight, so, then the girl, being street wise, checked out his worlds, and, was determined not to let him play her, or get fooled, and turned to using her own female intuition, deflected, and acted, lowered her voice, and changed her demeanor too, and put on a false big smile on her face, and whispered in the ear of the man in her, this :

I go to bed with people I don't know all the time, don't you?
No!, he responded, alarmed, now, on the defensive, not at all prepared to be questioned like this. Like this?

Then, what you doing inside me, asked Saddie?
I, I, , he said stuttering, disconcertedly, and totally taken aback by the directness of the question, for which, he had no answer, and was literally choking on the question!
And asked her, Do you know, do you know who I am?
I don't give shit who you are, now shut the F*** up and F*** me, demanded Saddie!

[ 5 ]

Whats love got to do with it? BR's, other personality couldn't deal with her line of reasoning and appeared confused! She latched on to this vulnerable moment in him, and let her curiosity get the better of her, and asked him in a real sexy voice : Do have a name? Year! What's yours, she asked? Jack SawedOff!

Jack? Jack SawedOff, she repeated, bewildered, and thought, WTF?

Pleased to meet you, Jack, she said smiling, with a very lady like tone, nodding her head, not believing a word, he said! Like wise, miss? What's your name? Saddie, but my friends call Good sky. I am part American Cherokee Indian! Now all the while this conversation was transpiring between the two strange lovers, their bodies had paused, but then she tightened her legs, and locked him in, and shook, and then.

She kissed him on the nose, kissed him on the chin, bit him on the chin, letting her teeth sink in, wiggled her hips, and shook, reviving it, and the beat went on, and from then on, it didn't skip a beat, but kept the motion of the locomotion, in continuous motion, and Saddie, smiled deliriously, and said to him!

I am one of your bugs Jack SawedOff! Bugs are my friends! Year I know! How do you know? Oh I know a lot about you! Saddie thought to her self!

WOW,

this is so dam interesting, two for one! Oh what that means is double the fun! She didn't expect this Fractal benchmark, but loved the hell out of it! BR, she thought to herself, this son of bitch of a man, is so cool, the ultimate driving machine! He the energizer bunny on steroids! WOW! You don't know what you got till you get it, how cool is that? Now, now, if each of his personalities comes out in me, I could make love to all of them and this could go on forever?

WOW!

Games lovers improvise on a spot are hot, she likes them a lot, she thinks they're so awesome! Of all the bugs you got, who do you love best? Can you share that yummy recipe? Can I? Baby you, baby bugga you're the one [bleeping ] in my pot! The best, [ bleep ] better than the rest! ha, ha, ha, He laughed, blinking, peeking upward to her eyes looking down at him on her big mammary chest! Thanks, he said, Day wuz tastee! Then, she put her fingers in his ears, truly trilled enjoying this Fractal moment, and she bust out laughing, ha, ha, ha ! Bugga, you would be good on a wet, cold chilly nite! How you know? Cause I am holding you tight! Holding you tight and it feels right, ha, ha, ha! Perfect together, ha, ha, ha!

Then suddenly something happened that shocked them both :We heard a mechanical voice, interrupt our conversation and it said, in high pitched voice, that you just know belonged to a toy doll or something : "See you later alligator ha, ha, ha!"
BR and Saddie were at first surprised and stunned, then BR, looked at Saddie and bust out laughing! Wow, guess what? It's my talking toy pen, he explained, as Saddie opened eyes, widened, and she now had a totally surprised look on her face! I am sorry, BR, said, in whispering tone, as he looked at her in her eyes! Its just I carry it around in my jeans! I never know when its gonna speak! I think its the battery, the battery is nuts or something, he said laughing with a big grin! He was just as surprised as Saddie to hear it go off! He twisted his neck around to looked at his jeans he had tossed on the floor, and you could see the long pastel colored green pen sticking out his pants pocket! He had found the cute talking gadget, back in the boat, and was carrying it around ever since!

Wow! OMG, exclaimed Saddie, it totally blew my mind! She had a good laugh ha, ha, ha that is so freaken weird, Oh My God! Why did it say that, she asked? It goes off saying stuff at the darn'est times, I never know when it will start talking, he said! BR, was chuckling and laughing hard, getting a big kick out of it, and especially seeing the reaction on Saddie's shocked face, was priceless too! "See you later alligator ha, ha, ha ", said the mechanical voice again, lending a surreal touch to this crazy time they were having!
Again, and the two of them roared with laughter! Ha, ha, ha, OMG! That is so wild, a talking pen? BR, you so crazy,ha, ha, ha!

BR, and Saddie, were happy, playing around now doing crazy stuff to each other in this intimate moment, and joined in laughing together uncontrollably, as they enjoyed this special moment and each others company!

She pushed his head back down into the mounds of her chest, smashing it in, she was in control of BR, trying to suffocate him! BUGGA! Hmmnnn good! Good Bugga! Goooood! ha, ha, ha, she laughed to herself, totally disbelieving this crazy situation was really happening right now to her now!
It was just so totally narly insane! But she loved it, and savored the moment, this crazy moment! This is so weird! She wanted to tell her friends about this man, but dare she? This has to be her secret! This moment, this instant, is so insane! Two men in one, OMG! She been with a lot of guys but nothing like this one! He was out of this world! He was out of this world, she happily thought, not knowing how true her words were!
She hugged him really tight like a teddy bear, like he was too, good to be real! Then, spontaneously, out of happiness'es freedom, she screams out a bunch of curse words that would a make anybody blush! Ba, ba, bang me, bang, me baby, she screamed.
Jack SawedOff, he suddenly gathered up her big legs, and pushed her legs around his back, and she watched what he was doing and was trilled! It was so wild! The man was like a fresh new man full of energy, she intuitively without asking nothing, locked her legs around him like a chain not letting go, and was totally curious as to what the hell he was going to do next, and suddenly he grabbed her up, lifting her up and got to his feet, and began to turn and twist her around, swinging her around while still in her, and around and around, and around like a Merry-Go-Round! She, laughed happily, loosening her grip and let her body fall backward and her arms fling outward in the air as he swung her around and around faster and faster like two kids in the Merry-Go-Round of love! Jack SawedOff's erotic fractal intelligence bone, was high up in her urethral sponge erogenous zone, was relaxed and in this sexual settings was raw, and receptively empowering and their bodies, both applauded and clapped together in ovation so sweetly as one, they were having so, so , so much fun! They were totally alone, doing it to the bone, in this small private cave with no roof, with the rays of mother natures sun shining down of them. Shining down the gentle-less of soft reflective rays on their bare bodies in the cave, making them look surreal, as in a mist cloud of love, and in a dream like situation, in time, and in a fractal time, in the minds space cave place, of their own timing, and their own mental making, and their own mental choosing! They came out lover winners, they certainly weren't loosing! This didn't just happen! They are adults, they chose to put them selves in this situation, the pretext date of a cup of coffee and hoped things would fall in place, and fractally it did big time for both of them, and now their souls are singing fully caffeinated! Smiling inside as happy lovers do, who have a story thats very private to hide, that bond them inside, you can't con, it's a real love they feel, not something anyone can steal, and you know it, yes, and you know it, when you've got it! It makes you feel good, like it should! Makes you feel alive! On fire! When they achieved this, this which cannot be defined, and relived they are better for it! This is what Fractal love of life is! They were in private, in their own Fractal universe, nothing else mattered only this bliss, and the utter thought and sweet kiss of it!

"Love purposes decrees thus ; the greatest emotional experiences and urges and being true and honest, with ones self, not lying in pretense to ones selfs feelings, and having the courage of convictions to become a water well, whose waters are clear reflects the bottomless depth of our attraction and love for another person, and who's ripples perceives our fragile,' Common Vulnerabilities and Exposures,' so that we make peace with who we really fractally are, and bond together beautifully forever! If not forever, than a day! A day? Yes, a day, but what a glorious day! If you die tomorrow, but had that day, was it not worth it in every way?"

"Mankind may go on to invent and create many things, but nothing like this! Man is but a flea in the eyes of natures tis of thee, and before he thinks, mother nature has thought! Life doesn't have to be complicated, but we make it so with the twisted off track confusion of altered egos. The mind of man is a funny thing! There are few schools to show how to use it in your time! The Fractal law says use it or lose it! But when you don't know how, it's a crime! Twenty-one centuries of dumbness followed by a Twenty-second and third? Or do you wish you to know the fractal laws? Stay tuned, so that they may be heard!

The man does what men do, women know this too! And women were born to have two wills : a yes, and a no! And conflicted in life, carry on so! But when she lets go she really lets go, and memories forever are made, for it is better to live a short life fully, than a thousand years of hermit-dom like in a church, surrounded in riches, that cannot kiss you or touch there, for what good are all the riches of the world, without love? What good is living, if you are not? What good is your life, if you have none? Who are you fooling, fools besides your self, and what comfort does that give you? Wasting the little time you have and theirs? The world is filled of examples of living, when you are not, you're a prone to end your life, end your misery like a prison! And end not just yours but others innocent too, for misery loves company too! Look around read the news, who might you accuse? Some people were raised this way from babydom, and know no other way, fearful of the new, cling to a myth, till they die stiff! For them, so far from natural natures way they have strayed, will only be happy when they enter their grave! Are you one of them? Do you use your talents of speech and audio captivating drama to draw attention to your self, please your ego, and to spread truths you guess are true, without having any proof they are?

So that your misery spreads, envious and angry others are living alive, but not you, but you, drowning in teachings, are not partaking and waiting to die! But the Fractal laws are clear! But, then it is said all that lives, some do not! All that live, don't live enough! All that are born, don't reach old age! All that learn don't learn enough! All that are wise are not wise enough! All with eyes don't see! All that are thin now won't stay pretty! Si? "So it was said in the beginning, so it shall be fractally said in the end"

" It is said, Sex is where the you cannot hide, you must abide or die! For those self proclaimed better that thous preachers, proclaim don't do it, if nature listened to them we wouldn't have sex organs? If we listen to them, we would not be! It's the stroke of destiny, for all the worlds folk, that they must abide and touch, to touch, or not to touch, that is the true Fractal question! We are living, but only partially till nude imbued, with the totality of love come alive we, really alive, realizing, that all this while we were dead, only this beautiful moment naked instead, in life is the reason for us to live not in our head, but sharing our bodies together we are no longer naked be, but fully dressed in natures finest clothes, our birthday suits tis' of thee we be, and so nude, we are born this way, better than all the rest! Designed by the DNA Master designer programmer, Mother Nature, better than all the rest!

It's the moment of bodies crying needs to fertilize the human seed! It's time, a delicate time we yearn, need, wish to feed ourselves, feed the need and satisfy Nature Fractal laws of propagation of the species breeds! Feeds the subconscious need, that propels us to be approached by another lover! Who loves you, your mother? And you love you? But, when a lover loves you delicate and tender, in a moment like this bliss, that is one of the highest richest categories of the glory of love that exists! And one, since the beginning of time on earth, despite thousands unsubstantiated religious beliefs, cultural morays, doubts about what is right and what is not, obedience to natures call, is all, thou cannot, cannot and should not miss it! For life is short visit.

What is this, should we be sad about this? No! Natures chaos and recklessness is her revenge of the concept of conceptions of perfection, which is an illusion in the heart and minds men and women, not to be understood, she must do what she should! And who awed are little, " we," we in our ignorance, question Mother Natures Majesty?"

Next time :
The next time, later BR, went looking for her again and she was baby sitting for a bunch of kids, and she was dressed for a kids birthday party! It reminded him of the fun type people, crazy dressed up people, you see in The New York City subway, when he visited there a decade ago! And, this is how she looked in a crazy costume!
She had on her head, a big round, red and yellow florescent Afro plastic hair wig, that made her look so, so funny!
She had painted red and yellow polkadots on her face, and wore a baggy neon pink and purple over-alls.
And neon yellow gloves, and day-glow colored shoes, with little bells on them, and also around her neck!

[ 6 ]

When he saw her, the children's birthday party was in full swing, the kids were going nuts and she was playing with the kids, making jokes and funny faces and he wanted to talk to her! She was turning around spotted him approaching and waved to him smiling and threw him a kiss.
He was by himself, usually he was in the company of the Captain and Dizzy and Jonathan, his usual side kicks!
But he was walking by his lonesome today. He sat down on a fallen tree trunk, some distance away, and waited till she had finished, when all of sudden he saw Jonathan, walking over toward him.

Why, you here boy?
Boss, sorry, but, er, You, you told me, . . . you were expecting a letter, and I received a messenger from the Flowers ship.
And he gave me this, to give to you Boss, said Jonathan, showing him the letter!!

Oh, Oh OK!, said BR, looking a little surprised, taking the letter, and glancing at the name.
It was from Kitty!
Oh, he said, Thanks! Keep this under your hat, don't tell anybody, who the letter is from! If, er, If anybody asks, tell them, mind they business! Got that, boy!
Sure, sure Boss, and er, by the way, Garfield and Mikey, they said they need some wood to keep building out houses! You want to send them down today?
OK! I"ll send them down into the boat tomorrow. Right now, for the rest of the afternoon, just let them help preparing dinner! Then chain them boys, back up and put them in the back!

Ok, Boss, said Jonathan nodding his head, and turning to walk off.
Thanks Jonathan, talk to you later, said Br, as he glanced down and slowly stuck his nail into the envelope, which was a home made envelope. made of typing paper glued together. BR, he studied the writing in blue ink. Kitty, was written on it in script letters. BR, thought, girl, knows how to write good, he said to himself, admiring her hand writing!
He opened it and read her letter!

Hello, my Lord, this is my first correspondence to you! And I want you to know, I missed you, my Lord. Guess what?
I wrote a song!
It goes like this :

I am laying here being played, cos' I like to be lied to?
I am wiping my eyes, no more tears, can't be angry too.
It hurts, it hurts, knowing I am a flirt, I don't like being no bodies dirty laundry's shirt, dirty I am not, it's just me, things just happen, You gotta a hold on me,.
Fare and square, not knowing you, loving you, trusting you. I do.
I am laying here being played, cos I like to .
I got my eyes on you,
You're a piece of work, but don't play me for a jerk!
It hurts, it hurts, knowing I am a flirt, I don't like being no bodies dirty laundry's shirt, dirty I am not, It's just me, things just happen. You gotta a hold on me,
Is it fare and square, no.
I am laying here being played, cos I like to .
I got my eyes on you,
You're a piece of work, and me too!
It's just me, things just happen. You gotta a hold on me,.

I can't help it too!
It's just me, things just happen, like : one, two, three. You gotta hold on me.
It's just me, things just happen, like : one, two, three. You gotta hold on me.
I can't help it too! But the day that's coming the sun will shine, be fresh breath of air make me happy in my mind,
Just to me, things just happen, like : one, two, three.
You gotta hold,
You gotta hold,
You gotta hold, on me.

I hope you like it. I'll sing it to you when I see you! Year, I know it sounds corny, me a singing Doctor?
I guess I am just naive. But I want to tell you, Thanks. Thanks for real, from the bottom of my heart! Thanks for saving my people out of the boat!
You know what? I have spoken to some of your soldiers, and they say you are quite a guy, and speak highly of you as Big Rex!
They don't know who, you are, when I talk about you as Lord.
They only know you as BR. They say you are crazy, but in a good way, and they support you!
I heard a lot of good things, a lot of stuff about BR.
I want you to tell me, why are you Lord to me, and Big Rex to them? I want you to tell me all about Bumble Bee City.
By all the rumors I am hearing, you want to get the world up and running again.
I want to help.
I want to be your Queen Bee.
Seriously, I think I can help you reshape society, being a Geneticists and all. You say, you want all the woman to get pregnant, and have lots of babies. I could, if you let me make sure these newborns are designer babies. I could make them a better species, if you let me? I told you I worked on secret stuff!
We'll talk about it, next time I see you.
Write me soon! Keep in touch. Now, what you said about I won't like some of the things you do. Well? Boy, are you're right. I don't like a lot of the things you do, like you've got some of my friends. They are working day and night cleaning out the dead out of the boat. Everybody, here, are prisoners of yours! And at night the soldier get the woman drunk in parties and you know?
But, Lord, I have two girl friends, a lady researcher, named Denice and Dr, Joplin. I seek their freedom, so you know, if you could let them go, It will make me very happy!

In the old Earth world, the old world we had? You know as well as I do, a lot of things were not right!
A lot. A lot, a lot! But everybody went about their business! But, we all knew!
That the wildlife was dying out, due to habitat destruction, overhunting, toxic pollution, invasion by robot slaves doing the work people used to do, and the rising heat and waters of climate change.
It wasn't a bad world, but it was far from perfect.
But the ultimate cause of all of these factors was “human overpopulation, and over-consumption, especially by the rich, who are always being investigated by lawyers beholden to them who are incurious about their wrong doings, and are Lobbyist, who controlled all the politicians.
Write, and let me know if your perceptions coincide with mind?
And when you go to bed at night darling, who do you go to bed as? Big Rex, or Strawberry Lord? I understand Big Rex, speaks with a big southern drawl. Is that true?
Sleep tight, who ever you are. I love you! And think about me, You told me you are not a one woman man!
Don't you forget about me. My Lord, till next time,

Yours truly Kitty.

BR, looked pensive for moment, thinking to himself! Then listening to laughter coming from the children playing with Saddie, focused back his attention, on her!
He watched her! The way she played with the youngsters and thought she was great with kids. As he watched her, he thought about a lot of things, one being: she'd make a great mother!

He was getting quite a kick out of watching her chase the children around! She seemed to enjoy it as much as they did! BR, thought it was good seeing the kids doing something to get their mind off all the misery, death and destruction their young eyes had seen. She was perfect, he thought, she would make a good teacher! She's got that personality kids love, she connects!
Later he got a chance to draw away, and asked her to meet back at cave in his office level, he wanted to ask her something!

Later, after the party ended, Saddie came to BR, in his office in the back levels of the cave.

When the two lovers saw each other, they kiss and he hugged her, and they stood silently in a long embrace.
She laid her head on his chest, like a child snuggling up to a father, and placed both of her open palms on his big back, and just hung there in his arms, in this sweet moment, waiting for him to say something. She knew, he said he wanted to ask her something , what could it be?

Saddie, you know the other day in the meeting, I said, I think it's a good Idea for a man to be able to have more than one wife, to make sure the camp survives! Well, I want to start a big family. You and I didn't plan on getting to together. It just kind of sort of happened! I want to be your man, but I need another woman besides you! Perhaps two, I don't know?
Saddies is shocked to hear this! And, she raised up and stared in to his dark eyes with fire! : Am I not sexually enough for you? Hell yes, year you pop baby! You pop like one hell o'va lady!
Under normal circumstances, under normal conditions, but what the camp needs is more children being born quickly! God forbid another disaster hits us up in the mouth, : like a sickness, a plague, we now, don't got no vaccines, little or no medicines. Any disaster could wipe us out! The more of us there are, better chances our children will survive! They survive, the world survives!
Now part of being intimate, is being honest. I have been seeing another woman secretly already, he said seriously! After Dizzy, the man who got disable, when he tried to rob my tent, well after he got castrated and became retarded, his girl friend came to me and said, she didn't have anybody now, and wanted to have a baby, and if I was going to have more than one wife, she would like me to take her! So, I been seeing her! No body knows about it. She comes to clean my office as a part of her jobs around the camp, and we been getting together in secret!
Secrecy is good, but now I would like to have you too! Marry you, be your man too! So the time for secrecy has passed! I love you, I want you, I hope you can accept this truth. I hope you can accept her. The lady is cool people! I want you to know what's up! She's a great person, sad of course and depressed about what her Dizzy did, but that's done! That's over! Hard cruel, but that;s life! She wants to move on! She, as you might expect is lonely, lonely and depressed! I do what I can to make her laugh, but she needs friends, women have a way about them, to express they're feelings, when a man can't. I don't have much to offer you, Saddie. I can get some furniture out of the boat and try to make this place, this office cave into a home, and I want you to know about an expedition I did, with my men we found one big ass ship! It's called the Flower ship, and I got folks cleaning it up, and draining the water out, and I got the generators pumping water out!
So, so, so one day Saddie baby, we can all live there in style, and guess what?
What, asked Saddie, excitedly?
Girl, it's the greatest thing in the world! You won't believe this! But, it's a gigantic container ship that was just laying out in desert and it's full of food! Food? Food said Saddie looking at him happily! Yes! Can of food millions of cans of all kind of food! And it's all good! And we found plastic bottles of orange juice, grape juices, cranberry juices, chocolate you name it! We are saved Saddie! Now, I gotta tell ya, now, now,I gotta tell ya, when I found it, it was flooded! water pouring out of her! But I got people cleaning the boat out, and one day. One day, it's gonna be clean. Yes sir ree bob Girl! It's going be our home! With real rooms, and real beds, I mean real mattresses for me, and you to sleep on!

That's all I got girl! What do ya think?

Wow, that's sounds great, exclaimed Saddie, wide eyed, smiling and jumping into his open arms. And look, he said to her, the other girl, I told you about, . . . I hope you will accept her too. I am not a one man woman! So!
I invited her to come by, so I can introduce her to you, hopefully, with trust and understanding we can make a go of things, and make a home together and face the future as one!
Hopefully with patience and understanding, we can feel comfortable enough to create a loving home for ourselves, and with a little love from the lord, and luck we can create a home for ourselves with respect, friendship, and love.
Saddie, good sky, I love you. I want you. I want you to give this a chance, will you? Will you marry me?

Saddie, ponders to her self. and tries to figure what to say him!

I thought long and hard about what he was asking me, and the feelings welded up in me like a unmovable force pushing me to comply, to say yes. I wanted to feel happy and I was, but yet I lacked the luxury of time, the luxury of normalcy! We make good love together, he excites me! He loves me! I love him! But we haven't had time to form a deep love, other than physical love, that would stand the test of time, at lease that is what I think! We love, but in away we are, but in a way we are not, I want a man who would do anything for me, and be faithful to me, a guy who would move heaven and earth for me, but instead he loves me, but not singlely, but as part of a family, with many women! I haven't a clue about polygamy, but I heard it's an idea thats been around for ages.
Can't be all that bad! Oh My God, can't believe I am thinking this stuff? I know if my Momma was alive, and she heard me talking like this, she would skin me alive! Momma, where ever you are, pray for your daughter, cause Momma, I am sure gone need it cause, I think I am gone say yes to him! I think I will marry him!

All of us here have been thrown together, and it's not about all work and no play, this is something! Starting a family with a guy you basically just met! A guy with different personalities! Wow! Basically I'd advise myself, give it six months, get to know him real good inside and out! We can't get this twisted.
The moment is what do I do now? I want to go out and have fun, but the world is gone!
Gone! It's just us. He and me, and the few others people he pulled out of the boat! We are all here, living on the precipice of the unknown.
Not knowing nothing, why what happened did? Whether it will happen again? What can I say? Is it not better to live and be happy today, when there maybe no tomorrow? Should I be happy and jump at this man holding me? Caressing, stroking me gently? Perhaps? He, did he not save me? He is asking to marry him, right? And when we're together we certainly make the sparks fly!
His arms feel big, I can feel the strength in them as he squeezes me. But BR, is he really marriage material? He is so complex, so many sides of him I am clueless about! Perhaps I am silly, he is right, under normal situations we are certainly not. Oh My God, if he succeeded in saving us out of the boat, he could succeed in jumping starting the world by giving it a second chance! Could we really repopulate the world? Give the world a second chance with this tiny encampment? It just might work! If there's the slightest possibility, I want to play a role in that! Can there, be a better role than being his wife? Thinking about it, we all live really for one thing, and that is start the world moving again, with young families producing children! If his crazy idea works, he will go down in history as a savior! They'll write about him in history books. Should I not jump at the chance to be his queen, His wife, to be one of his first wives? Three is company in normal circumstances, but there is nothing normal in the life we are living now! If I say yes, it would mean I will be in the history books too! I don't have his power of persuasion over crowds of people like he does, but I think I have some power over him, as long as he wants me. I will do all in my power to make him want me forever. If a baby is what he wants, I am not ready for it, but then, thinking about it. If ever there was a time to be ready now is the time.

Saddie listened, and the words he spoke were like cut glass, sharp dangerous, this was not a game! No way! This is life! She listened to him, not saying nothing. But the look on her face said everything. She looked solemn, serious! She, suddenly had difficulty looking into his eyes, they were there stark, too raw, unexpectantly ultra blunt for her to grasp!
You live and you die! You get saved by a man. He saves you and at some point asks you to be his wife! He's hot. And fortunately for me, he thinks I am hot! What do I say to him? Even now my body's up close him, and I feel him on fire~
But, men get horny on the drop of a dime, it's the woman who has the responsibility to think, before she leaps!

Then she lets her eyes move from staring up at his eyes, to slowly drifting downward to the floor! The room is silent! She is silent. The cave is quiet! She feels his breathing on nape of her neck and her hair, his heart beating in his big chest! His hand caressing her butt! Squeezing! But, she can't be distracted now! She's got to think, not with her body urges, but her mind. He is just a man! She has got to be a womb! The woman, for without the woman , the man is nothing! She'd love to have her mother, her grand mother around, to discuss this to help her make the right decisions, but, thats impossible, they are dead! She got to trust her women's intuition! She got to trust her instincts! She was so silent and the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop! She ponders his words in her head, the proposal was like an eight hundred pound gorilla inside this room! She's got to confront it! It's her life! Her future! Playing with a man without condoms is like playing with matches! She did get some contraceptives out of the boat, but still, to stop intentionally taking them, means a baby! Am I really ready for a baby? Such a big question? Big question for me? I am such a wild young woman! Am I ready for maturity? I don't know? I am kind of crazy like him! I guess thats why we get along! She ponders the unspeakable consciousness, and the gravity of these words by this man holding her up against him. He's hot! I feel him! I can feel it! She turns her head away so he doesn't spot her, as she lets a tear roll down her cheek! She thinks to her self, so much, so much, so fast! It's overwhelming as she realizes the thoughts he exposed to her are rippling. Rippling, in her, head, over and over! All this is happening with her passion for him, and her womb clamoring for him to penetrate her. Stirring feelings, stirring serious feelings, contentions forcing her to make her self face hard facts! Forcing her to do battle with her conscious role in this new worlds reality, devoid of long life expectancy, perched on the edge of uncertainty, thats is a scary place nobody wants to be! She recalls suddenly : BR, wanted the women to take on the responsibility to repopulate the world, and that the guys needed to become physically fit and do exercises to become strong and ready to become soldiers to defend the camp and enforce discipline. All that, stuff he said before at the meeting, if you're looking through the lens of a long term perspective, made perfect sense! Goddam, we , she thought to her self, we are mankind, this stupid camp! Thats all thats left! She , not saying a word to him as he's feeling her up, stroking her back and hair, and she gets real, and resist the sexual urges he tries to spark, and asks her self serious questions , like : each passing year, each passing month, each passing day, is no friend to a woman's beauty? What time does, what time does is take it away? And when a woman's beauty is gone, it is gone forever! Better to take advantage, while the taking is hot? She might as well be satisfied with what she's got!

And that woman he talked to her about, The girl that was Dizzy's girl friend, before he got all [ BLEEPED UP ] and castrated! She saw her around, she knew who she was, that he was talking about! Her name is Antoinette Mungi Boccia , a black girl, she's cute! Seems nice! She's OK, I think we would get along, but what would I do in her situation. If I needed a man? And her man is useless! Better off dead! What would a woman do, burdened with a union, corrupted by a cruel twist of bad luck! "Not even pretense, that there is love, can satisfy an empty soul, or sexual body in need! To pretend convincingly even to one self, is futile!" I am not a nun and I know she's not one either, we are not crazy! And life is a bitch! On a short switch! Make a move bad or good, you can wind up in a ditch? BR, is feeling me up trying his darn'est to get me hot, she said to her self, but, I am not gonna make love with him to night, I'll give him my answer in the in morning, I got to think right!

[ 7 ]

I told him to calm down, I didn't feel good about making love right now, not now! I wasn't feeling right. He was uptight about it, took awhile, you know how men are when it comes to women. Thinking with that, instead of their heads, they're little babies, little kids, you know what I mean? But, not him, he gets quiet, pulls on his chin, and pulls on his mustache hairs, what ever that does, who knows? But, yo, I kissed his cheek and told him later! He was cool and let it go, and I asked him to show me around his part of the cave. He had it all boarded up, so I knew it had to be locked off for a reason? He looked surprised when I asked him! His face brightened up, when he heard my interest in checking it out! This part of the cave is off limits, he said to me smiling, but, thats for the others not you come on honey, he told me, grabbing me around the waist, anxious, to show me and pushing me to walk faster! We headed toward a rough looking cave wall. I said to my self what the hell, this thing looks like a crack in the wall. I hope he doesn't expect me go poke my head in there? I saw this huge rocky wall with a fissure opening in it, that went from the floor to the ceiling, and he said you got a surprise in store for you, honey! You'll never guess whats inside, he said smiling proudly?

I took a deep breath as he urged to go inside. I said to myself, OK, this better be good and I put out my arms and he grabbed around my hips and helped me crawl into hole in the wall.

Once inside I saw it. Something was shimmering like yellow stars when he raised the light of the lantern up in the air. I could make out in the shadows, some shovels and white plastic buckets! Some had water in them, and some were full of dark brown soil, and off to the side on the ground, a strainer, to sift the dirt. It was a make shift strainer he made from wire from window screens, that you place in a window to keep out bugs and stuff. It was a window screen, that he tore out the wire and was using it as strainer to sift for gold!

A strainer, I thought and bingo, I remembered when I was in the Girl Scouts Camp, they took us kids, to a river with wire strainers to sift for gold. But, that wasn't real, that was just for fun and for the children to be exposed to the history of the Gold Rush in the United States, long ago and to learn. But, this was for real! The folds of the floor was a gold mine! Thats what we were walking on. Who knew? WOW, Gold, Oh My God! Year, he said broadly smiling at her, you got to strain it out, but this section of the cave is loaded! Saddie thought to her self smiling, No wonder the son of bitch had it hidden! "The triumph of Time, and truths revelations, indecently hidden no more!" But, thought Saddie, what other secrets BR's got? Is this all? I just bet he has many! He so crazy, so mysterious, so complex! Could, he have more secrets hidden in his mind? In this cave? I guess as his wife he will tell me? Being at his side, I clasped his hand, and held on to it. It was warm! It was a big hand, holding my little hand. It excited me, but I didn't want him to know that!

[ 8 ]

MEANWHILE, Later Saddie goes home . .

Where, you been, girl asks kathy, as Saddie pulls aside the plastic blue tent door where she lives with her roomies, and pokes her head in and looks at them?
Where?
Saddie, playfully, rolls her eyes in her head smiling and making funny faces and crosses her eyes, and sticks out her tongue!
Year, said kathy, one of four girls Saddie shares a tent with, as she enters the tent, smiling, such a big smile from ear to ear, like a mischievous little girl there, the look on her face, was like a rat that just ate the cat! She beams at her roommates, kathy, Barni and Judy too, and excitedly jumps around in a little circle, like a football cheerleader fanatic going totally nuts and yells out smiling happily!
Guess who got laid?
What?
Yo, was,up?
What?
Girl, keep your voice down! Come on inside sit-down! Child, stay awhile! Run that by me again?
What?
Say what? Ha, ha, ha o, OH! Shit! Girl you don't quit! Come in, she did it! Just look at her!
OMG!
Ouueeeweeee!! Look at her! Oh shit, she's bugging, ha ha, ha!
The moon must be out,
Year!
It does that to people! What ever, wish I had some of whats she on! Ha, ha, ha!
Shit!
Come back? Calm down, calm down fatty, lower your voice, woman! Ha, ha, ha! Holy Shit!
Say what? I hope you not on something? Just look at her jumping up and down , she's bugging!
Hello? Lol!
I got banged, and I got a guy who wants me to marry him! Girls, exclaimed, Saddie joyfully as she jumped gayfully on the floor, twisted around twice, giggling, and blurted out to them : It was a blast! You will never guess who?
Who?
I saw you to talking with a guy the day, exclaims her friend Shirley excitedly, Oh, shucks, whats his name, Oh year, Valbanter? Is it him?
Naw, no!
Could it be Tim, the electrician, ask kathy?
Naw!
Don't tell me that carpenter guy with the good looks, asks Judy?
[blue=color]Who?[/color]
Edgar Bonaparte!
No not him though I wouldn't mind him! He's hot!
Is he one of the old men?
Old man?
A sugar Daddy?
No!
Year, but not too old!
Come on tell us!
Whats up?
He is strong, crazy nuts, and a banger!
Shit, who is this guy?

MEANWHILE

Hi! It's me , Madcow sammy, OMG, talk about folks with a problem, if they don't got a problem, they gone have a problem! But besides that, these folks, if they only knew whats in the dinner, they might be inclined to pass! I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know I would, I'd skip eating big time! And the folks that was in that boat needs to get their heads examined quick! They got issues. I know BR and The Captain do! These guys are unbelievable! Wow,
Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY
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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN .1

"BIG REX"

The tender side

"Beware of the man who owns his brain, to you he will appear insane"

Sounds like, just what we need! Said Kathy, Ha, ha, ha!
Ha, ha, ha!
Barni, tells her, and this, this shit must, of all happened all of sudden! Hello, like it went down like hello, how, and when, cause, honey, we girls, didn't see you with no body Saddie? We didn't think you had a boy friend? Yo?

Judy, snaps doubtful, She, don't! She's full of it!
Barni puts her two cents in, This, this if she's not lying, must have been, somebody she just picked up!
Kathy continues, Saddie went fishing, ain't that a bitch, o well, go on? Who did you catch bitch?
Judy tries to pry her open saying : Year, cause you'll tell us everything so! Go on! Go on! sheeehhh' it! Please! Whose this Dude?

Barni, grins and snaps, and asked, Got to be a drive by? Driving by right? You wiggled your hips, he got caught in your car's head lights beams, and Bam! ha, ha, ha chuckles Barni sarcastically!

Saddie, blushing, but kind of proud and kind of smug, says ,Year, she smiles, not looking at them inter eyes! It was, she said stressing the word " was ," kind of sudden. Real sudden! It happened so fast! OMG! But, I had my eye out on him, but wasn't sure, hell I am still not sure! But you guys are gone help me make up my mind!
What? Asked Kathy?
Barni stares and says unbelievingly, You? You?
Us!
Judy, her eyes bulging, emotion peeking in her voice with curiosity, as she asks inquisitively, We are? We? Are? Judy asked, like it just can't be true!
Saddie, in low but excited voice, Year I didn't say yes, yet! He asked to me to marry him,
What?
Judy interrupts her, and yells What?
Saddie, continues smiling and licking her lips, but I told him, I'd give him my answer tomorrow!
Heats on big time ladies!
I got to think it over! Help me!
Heat's on ladies! And it's driving nuts! I got to think it over! Help me!
Oh my God!
You are crazy, just because Hmmmmnnn! You got plenty of time girl! None of us, do you here, none of us are going nowhere soon! Why rush into things?
I am, I am not rushing, other wise I wouldn't be asking you for advice?
True, but still?
This, ain't no place to have a wedding, we don't even got a church! How the hell, you gone walk down the aisle?
I got to make a big decision and you guys got help this poor child out!
OMG! Oh my Lord!
Dear, I don't believe what I hear? Saddie, you too, crazy to get married!
Poor guy, who ever he is, lord knows he gone be in a heap of do, doo, Ha, ha, ha!
When you moving out the tent, we need space! Ha, ha, ha!
Help me!
You know, come to think of it, I, I remember seeing a manikin wearing a white wedding dress on the boat!
Year, the one with the rats sleeping on it!
Sounds perfect for her! Ha, ha, ha!
No! I don't believe you guys!
Does he know how to make love?
Whose is driving you so crazy, Saddie?
Ain't nobody gone marry you, Saddie, you too ugly!
Wait, a minute, hey ,hey, Judy you say you studied Psychology, lay it out for this child, won't you please! Won't you, tell her, she's so, so mad, she is sad! Ha, ha, ha!
What do say, Judy?
Getting laid is cool fool, ha, ha, ha! But, wait. Ha, ha, ha! Now, Ha, ha, ha, getting married is another story!
Oh, course! Give me a break, all ready lol! Look just help me? What do you guys think?
How the [ BLEEP ] we gone help you if we don't know who the guy is?
I know who it is . it's the man in moon, ha, ha, ha!
Please?
Sugar, you love him?
I want him, love will come with time, later! Right now we are rushing things, but he says we are living on borrow time, and we all are lucky to be alive! So why put off for tomorrow what we can do today?
Sounds crazy! Saddie sorry!
Look, thanks just help me!
Well, first, are gone you tell us who he is or are we gone have beat you ass to find out?
Why won't you reveal who it is?
No, you don't got to divulge him to us, why rat him out, keep it a secret!
BR, blurted out, Saddie!
WHAT?
The laughter collapsed instantaneously , as the name BR, rung bells in the head of everybody!
The room was shocked, it was very was quiet for a second! You could see that everyone looked at each other unbelievingly, and was floored by the news she was giving them! : Kathy held up her hands over mouth, opened her eyes wide and crossed them, shaking her head and Judy the other room mate fell out backwards on the bed, and looked like she just got hit with frying pan in the head! Barni, the other girl sharing the tent, her eyes was just bugging out and said, Holy Shit! BR, you and him?
Yup!
Wild, right?
Saddie this man is wild-man! Are you kidding? This man is raw! He's wild!
Wild? Oh My God! You don't know how wild he is! He is a savage! It's a foot long! I can't wait for more!
OMG, Saddie you poor child! Hey, is there a doctor in the house, ha, ha, ha! Judy, you a nurse, give her something! She is sick!
You can't wait for more, ha, ha, ha!
OH, lord!
Shit, shit OMG!
Thats not wild, exclaimed Barni, suddenly getting to her feet and caught Saddie around the shoulders, grabbing and pulling her down on the bed playfully! You a sick, sick sic, chick! Ha, ha, ha! That is insane! Big! She exclaimed surprised, holding her hands up to cheeks, and staring a stinging look at Saddie smiling in amazement! Oh my God! That man is scary!
You and BR?
Yep!
OMG!
I'd be scare to go to bed with that guy! I am scared of him!
Saddie was happy, beating the bed with her hands, and bouncing on the bed chuckling and she flashed a glance over at her friend Judy!
Whats the matter Judy, Saddie asked Judy, who was laying back on the bed looking like she was dazed! Like she was stunned!
Oh! I am just so happy for you!
You are special, and too good for him!
Thanks Judy! I am, but guess what?
What?
He just might turn out to be to good for me! Girls, let me tell you, he in private, is personally incredible! OMG! The guy is fun to be around in private, and he treats me nice and is caring! Well, I am not gone tell y'all all, but he is blast!

OMG! He, ha, ha, ha Oh, lordy lordy here sister, whisper it in my ear, said Judy to her, smiling and nudging her to talk in her ear so the others don't hear!
Is he sticky?
He is sticky!
Stick shift?
Auto?
Not only turbo, but his personalities come!

[ 2 ]

Telescopic?
Expandable!
Cherrie, on top?
Hot!
What?
A lot?
Shift the stick?
Wasn't easy!
Sleazy?
Saddie turned and said to Barni, hey sister you got any more candy left?
Year, you want some?
Sure enough!
Barni, was busy fixing her big bushy hair applying Agadir conditioner shampoo to it, but, she stopped, and she opened her purst up, from it took candies to quench Saddies thirst, and gave the horny one two, Saddie, took the candies, peeled off the transparent wrapper of the red lolly pop on a white stick, and continued the conversation with Judy, and gave her one, and the two girls sucked on the lolly pops together!
HMMMnn Good!
Like a lolly pop should?
Best!
Best?
Best!
Mouth watering?
How?
OH!
oooohhhhh,OH!
O?
OoooHHHH. Ahhh! ou!

That good?

Better!
OMG!
O?
OH,oooHHH, she sighed breathing harder, and staring into Judy's wide blue eyes, as she recalls the intimacy, all the while tugging on the lolly pops, stick in her mouth, twirling her tongue around it in her mouth remembering!
You want some?
What?
Do you want me to tell you more?
All I can get, smiled Judy mischievously , totally engrossed in the private coded girlie talk details women sometimes engage in when they don't want others around them, to listen in and understand what they are talking about! What, Saddie was insinuating to her was so tantalizingly detailed, but only they could understand!
Wet?
Bet!
HMMnnn!
This lolly pop sucks!
Tell me about it!
Wish we had the real thing!
Tell me about it!
Pablum?
Say what?
You took the Baby for a walk in the park?
The sun was out shinning!
While I was walking the baby!
Baby Cried!
Baby formula?
Baby bottle ?
Two!
Two?
Longtime?
OMG, sucked!
Long?
Fifteen minutes on the right one!
What?
Hadn't in days, girl up! hungry, OMG!
Left too?
OH MY GOD, did he, he hurt it! Really?
OMG!
Came, girl!
Came?
Please! pleaseeeeee!
WOW!
Niagara falls!
No?
Yes!
OMG! ha, ha, ha!
Smokin!
WoW!
A cigarette?
Afterwards, there was no time!
Really?
We were busy!
Busy?
Too , Busy!
Weather, how was it?
Hot!
Really, reallyyyy?
No birds flying in the skY!
Why?
Its was too hot to fly!
What?
We were perspiring hard!
OMG!
Licked?
Told me it was salty!
No?
Yes!
OMG!
So, what did you cook him for dinner?
Turkey, breast!
Bite?
What a beast!
Nasty?
Incredibly!
Gorilla!
What you saying!
Public!
Hairy?
Bush?
Jet blacK?
Bushy Oh honey, yes,OMG!
LONG hairs?
Scratchy set me off Excited! Wooooo boy! Thats right, you know what time it is! Ha, ha, ha,ha, OMG! Hello!
No?
On fire!
Should of called the fire dept.!
Hell no!, Up yours, ha, ha, ha! Light my fire, light my fire. light my fire . . .Light it up, honey! Burn my house down! Like that sucker up!
Could you handle it?
Fire like this, I like!
Kissed it?
Didn't miss!
WOW!
OH!, Judy sighed, and murmured chuckling, oooo, oh!
I stared at it!
What?
Hell yes!
You . . didn't?
It was awesome!
No?
Better, than landing, right on target! Big, like a big thick rolled up magazine with a rubber band on it! At one point he hit me in the head with it!
Back off the crackpipe bro! ha, ha, ha! OH MY God! ha, a,ha, ha, . .girl, you too much! ha, ha,,ha . .
Hello!
No, no,But no For real?
REAL!
Dinky kinky?
Dinky kinky!
Doing it to music?
Damm straight, he can dance too!
Shit no?
Give me a break, girl. I am the one, telling what went down! ha, ha, ha!
What you had on?
Nothing!
No, silly, I mean what music was y'all playing/
Oh, some romantic shit, I don't remember, but, it was on time, right in the mood, I don't recall the song, I forgot! But, it was cool! Lots of musical instruments!
WOW, you two . . . . . it sounds like you had it good . you had a good time!
But he played the organ!
Organ?
Ha, ha, ha!
What a retard!
Tell me about it!
But that's nothing, let me tell you the good part, he . . . _________________________________________________________________________

Suddenly. Kathy, abruptly, burst into the their conversation, leaning over listening on the talk,pushed them apart, and reacted like a silly immature fool, screamed out real loud interrupting the flow of talk just as it was getting good! :
Pervert, Perverts! Nasty, nasty girls, ha, ha, ha !
OMG!
What, what are you saying? What are you saying woman?
Goddam it! Will you guys stop screaming and keep you're [ BLEEPING ] voices down!
Give me a smoke, and keep it down!
Lower you're [ BLEEPING ] voices! What the hells the matter with you? Do you want the whole camp to hear us? Shit, please Goddam! Oh, shucks, don't be silly! Keep you voices down!
Quiet!
The walls are made of plastic, this is tent shit! It's not a private girls bar somewhere, shoot! Do you want every body to hear us?
You are such a F*** retard!
F** you!
And don't get me started, somebody been taking my Kotex, and I think it is you!
I got my shit, I don't need yours, jerk!
That's insulting!
I got plenty out of the boat, stupid!
]Year right! . .
And, this morning, I noticed, a whole cigarette was missing out of my pack, who went in my purse? Now I told you I don't want nobody touching my cigarettes, shit! I told you Barni, I am generous, not selfish, and, just like i said, I would let you take a puff on it once a week, since you don't got none of your own! Shit, like man, cause there ain't no GODDAM, cigarettes around, since this [ BLEEPING ] world went up in smoke, dope! So, like chill, man! I got to hold onto my thing, my thing, what part of mine you don't F***ing understand shit, bitch! Your ass is getting me mad, now! No shit!
The men will give you one, if you go to bed with them, you don't want that, so I am being nice, but shit don't steal from me , thats crossing the [ BLEEPING ] LINE!
I didn't touch nothing, shit!
I am not that hard up!
BULL SHIT!
That's what you always say, yak kity yakity yak! I am tired of that track, jack!
You all know how little I have got! Dammit! And, somebody stole one!
OH shit, Kathy, Nobody stole it, You probably just miscounted them!
Dude, the main thing is this: There is nothing you can say that will change how she thinks:
Year, she can't count!
Up yours douche bag!
JUST [ BLEEP] YOUR SELF UP!
U. MAD?
Yep..and I can also recognize a piece of [ BLEEPING ] shit when I see one!
I do not steal [ BLEEPING] smokes, man! It isn't like that! I didn't take your [BLEEPING ] smokes, man, now [ BLEEP ] off, for I beat you're [BLEEPING ] ass!
OH year, Look at that chicken scratch! What the [ BLEEP] Like that and I don't give a [ BLEEPING ] shit what you say, imbecile!
What?
Thats the truth, eat it.
You [ BLEEPING ] WEMON, are all INSANE
U girl r always mad cuz you got sand in your vagina, chill out.
God dam, cool it!
Look at you! And you claim it is I should cool it? How do you no what cool is bitch?
Who u calling a bitch, bitch?
They creep up on you............
Woo now, hey, but yes cussing and BS'ing is crossing the limit.
So since those beautiful persons are stupid and pathetic, you should stoop to their level too? Come grow up we didn't steal you stupid cigarette! BOTH SUCK.......no really
You know, you guys are acting like real dumb ass Tweens queens between the sheets, will I buy it, NO! I think you attitude got to go who the hell asked you beautiful person! Piece of crap! I am ashamed of you,NOT attractive, dude, you traded down. Honestly! This not becoming!
I love every body, amazing, waiting for the swelling to go down! Super happy fun time, not really, we got to smoke broke dupe, What, one hundred percent, no cigarettes, and your hobbies is rolling around in the sand, but hello, get a life, there is no way, we gone sneak a smoke, this middle school BS!
Your legacy might get a little dirty, by the company you keep!
Roaches, weed, creed, die for, dreaming look, lets book? Where to I don't give a [ BLEEP]
Creep, you took it !
Lier!
What, what, said Barni, who was all the wild fixing her hair, but swings her body around, turns around and throws the bottle of shampoo at Kathy and leaps onto of her while she laying in the bed with Judy ! The spontaneous brawl begins, and the fighting is on with a punch in the tit! Ow! Bitch, yells Kathy, and Judy gets up as the two girls roll off the bed between the legs of the others ladies and its gets rough, as fists start to fly, Kathy punches her in the head five times, and Barni tugs hard on Kathy's hair, pulling her head down and smashing it, in the rocky floor! Ow, bitch, Barni scratches Kathy's face, and Kathy kicks in the stomach by raising up her knee, grabs her around the neck and wrestles her down, Kathy screams as she breaks a nail, get really pissed off now, and rips off the other girls panty and starts strangling her with it! Help! Help! I can't breathe! Help1 Owwwwww! Help!
But, as things get hairy, Judy gets up and walks out, and Saddie followers her,
You know, I love these guys but, living with them is a real trip, Year, they fight at leas twice a week, luckily I will be getting married, and move out of this hell hole and live with BR!
Year, I really find it regrettable but, they're cigarette addicts, and gone way over the top about smoking, hell, no disrespect, but they are too, nuts about cigarettes! Amazing, I do without it! Me too, I feel like I been having this conversation with Barni and Kathy, forever, cigarette addicts are just that addicts, come on lets book,
Where too ?
Anywhere, but here!
Lets just walk! Hey, look!
Let's be honest, well….Not really! That's amazing . .!

Shameful, so dam retarded. OMG! I am not a smoker.
Me either, I do it to, you know, to be sociable, sometimes, that's all!
I can take it, or leave it, and I know that, if you do it a lot, and it becomes a daily habit, instead of once a while thing, you understand what I am saying? It could cause cancer, later when, you know, your old and grey, getting ready to kick the bucket, anyway, and all, right? The reality is, its over! The world got mess up, we got messed up! And we lower ourselves to acting like animals! So, check it out, the girls, shit, they should get their act together, and grow up, for god sakes, and get ahead of the game! Unless we find a way of growing tobacco again, and right now, Saddie, thats to say the least, is a bleak, bleak dream!
Tell me about it!
There are no more cigarettes in the world being produced! Kathy, Barni, I can, I can see where the hell they're coming from, the little we have. The little we got, we got to preserve it, that's what they keep harping on, that's their assessment! I can feel their pain though. I can tell you that!
Year, me too, said Saddie, but, then, she thought to her self, and kept this fact to her self, BR, has in his office in the cave, a whole wall full of boxes, and boxes of all kinds of cigarettes, that he got out of the boat! But, that's one of his secrets he showed me, and, gosh. I, I got to say nothing, she thought to herself.
Saddie, said Judy, you know, the fact is, and you can't deny it," ain't no more coming!" No more cigarettes!
I understand where they are coming from, but fighting over it, is retarded! [ BLEEP ] THEM, come on lets go for a walk, eventually they calm down or be dead!
Tell me about it, replied Saddie!
Lets keep continuing talking about you know, you and BR, girl! Ha, ha, ha!

Saddie now! Stop! What are you saying, that we all want to hear more of?
I told BR, that . .Oooh , I like it when you calls me sweetie , do it some more …and now, thats all he calls me! Cool! Ha, ha, ha, heh, heh!
But, tell me! Tell me really. You, well, do you ..I mean , er um, er . . . He, he doesn't scare the hell out of you, I mean . . ..when he says, you know, and acts and says crazy, crazy stuff? I mean, I know he is a dangerous man. You can't deny that, can you? I suspected he didn't have a heart, but, what you are telling me is he does, questions Judy, anxious to dispel her private personal reservations, she holds about a man she secretly finds fascinating!
He can't solve all the camps problems, but he tries, but dangerously.
Naw, its cuz he's not, he, well you said it, your self : He, ACTS, it's an act, once you get that, you can handle him too! I can reveal this though, you got to show him, your not scare of him, other wise he'll walk all over you, tell you that much! shit!
Shit! straight up!
Really?
Why?
Is he more crazy than we think?
Judy, he is so crazy I love him! Because he's crazy? Because he is crazy like a smart fox, thats why!
Well, I'll let you in on a little secret, I am little crazy Too~ Ha, ha, ha! I think, thats why we hit it off! I am little nuts too!
Ah year!
A little?
A little only? Ha, ha, ha!
Girl you F***ing nuts! You F***ing nuts! Shit! Mannn! Who the hell you kidding? Ha, ha, ha!
OK, perhaps a tinsy, wincy, tiny more than a little! Ha ha, ha, ha!
The young women burst into laughter, Oh, ha, Ha, ha, ha!

[ 2 ]

MEANWHILE

BR, had ordered a dozen able bodied men, to engage in the task of extricating several motorcycles, that the Captain, had previously told him about, that were down in the boat. Locating them, was easy, but, getting them out, was a whole another story. They were down in a section that was blocked by a bunch of huge steel beams of the boat! Even though, they resorted to using jacks, and pulleys, and blow torches, it was slow going! Because the beams were big, and in some sections, ten inches thick! In the beginning, the guys were all happy and gun ho, to get them out, but, as much, and as hard as they tried, it was not happening! And finally, the men gave up, the boats beams, where just too thick, to cut through to free them!

Bottom line was, the equipment and blow torches they had, were just not powerful enough to do the job! It wasn't their fault! Its just they didn't have the right stuff. It would take industrial grade torches to do the job! The motorcycles were down there, all right, but would have to stay down there, to the disappointment of the men, cause they could not for the life of them, get them out! It broke everyones heart! Now, it was up to Jonathan, the man, BR, put in charge of the team, to go back to BR's, office, and tell him, they failed! About ten minutes, later, a somber looking Jonathan, came back and said BR, wanted every body to take a break, get off the boat, and come back after about an hour, he was gone take a look an it himself!

So, they listened to him, abandoned the motorcycles and left the ship, after they had gone,
BR, was seen carrying something, and went to the boat with something tied up with heavy duty ropes, in a big black garbage bag! He pulled it up the side of the boat, and then he crawled up the rope, and went up too!

The men, all came back later, like BR, ordered, and to their shock and surprise the beams were cut! The guys were baffled how, he did it. They pulled out the motorcycles by tying ropes around them, and took them out. The whole camp was watching as the men lowered the Harley's bikes, down the sides of the boat safely to the ground. They let out a cheer as each one came down too! It was a good afternoon for everybody! You had to push back the little kids and the guys were all elated, no ecstatically happy, and going nuts talking about them. they were in different cool brite colors! There were seven in total, all shiny and their chrome sparkling in the afternoons sun. All that was needed was gas, and the boys took care of that in short order, and waited around drinking and joking around, for what the boss had to say. BR, directed Jonathan, and the boats engineer, to test the big bikes out, and check them to see, if they were all right! He stayed up on the caves mountain watching through his binoculars. The roar, of the engine drew cheers from the kids and men and women that gathered around, as they watched enthusiastically the bikes descent. It brought a tear, to some peoples eyes, realizing that such toys on earth are still here, still around, despite every thing, calling it a miracle! BR, had kept his word! Everyone, knew he was a pure madman, but madman or not, there was the bikes, on the ground, outside of the boat, in plain sight, when every body said it was impossible to get them out, he did!

MEANWHILE

A couple of the guys were standing around the bikes, they brought back to the cave for safe keeping, and began to talk about what had transpired that day!

Shit, I don't much know bout science like you dude, you say thats your field, but you got, dam, you, Jonathan, but, but um, did you, did you check out that metal! What? That beam you told me to cut, I spent three [ BLEEPING ] hours trying to cut through that dam beam, and the Boss goes in and twenty minutes later, Bam, he melted it! That, shit don't seem strange to you?
Hell, yes! It do! Well, did you ask him, how he did it? Hell, no! See, he said to Bonaparte, the guy who asked him the question, He, the Boss, is a funny guy. He's talkative and then again he's not!

One thing I learned, about dealing with him! And, that is, keep quiet, and observe! So, I got a thing, where I just watch him! You, saying you just check him out, but, you don't ask him nothing, asked the young man, as he scanned Jonathan's eyes for the truth!
Well, chimed in, Josh, how the [ BLEEP] we going to know, no? If, if we don't ask him about it!
Well, I am not saying not to ask him. What I am saying, is just I ain't gonna ask him, get it . You can do what ever you feel like!
Thats right!
But, you, er, um, don't want to? Yep!

See, guys, I am a little skeptical, about asking him things! So, what I do, is watch. Watch! Watching and thinking and keeping my mouth shut! And, so, when you see him do something like this, What?
You don't even ask, and say, hey Boss, how did you pull that off! How did you cut it, when we couldn't?
No!
You don't!
No!
Why?
BR, is a strange guy!
Strange guys are strange, if you get my drift!
Strange?
Yep!
Some times, some times. You'll know, your better off leaving strange guys alone. Specially when your life seems to depend on him, and the decisions he makes!
Decisions?
Yep! See, guys said Jonathan, so far, as this man is concerned, his decisions, both good, and bad, have kept us all alive. I got to hand it to him. I got to respect him for that! I don't condone all his actions,but what it is , is what it is!

But what has that got to do with anything, ask Josh looking straight at him in his eyes?
You saw that metal it didn't look right? It was cut too clean! What type of machine does a slice like that, Jonathan?
I don't know, I looked, but I just don't know!
But you don't want, you don't want to ask him, asked Josh? If, he wants me to know, he'll tell me. Now, I got to tell you, he helps me out with my work, and he told me some while back, in no uncertain terms, he doesn't like me asking him stuff! So, year, I, I am, I am dam curious, but, I, well, Bonaparte, I rather just stay, stay away. I stay clear of him. Now I can tell you this, the day will come, when we'll know, cause, time will past and things will happen, when he will have to trust us, and when that day comes, he'll let us all know about his bag of tricks! See , scientifically speaking, mind you he needs us, and we need him!
Well, said Josh, I got to admit, he has his moments, when you think he's just an average guy, regular joe, but, ain't nothing in the world, that'll make me believe he is!
Got that right, says Bonaparte, adding, it is strange how every body on the surface of the earth died, that day except him, strange man, all right! Year! But, god bless him, shit, Mann, cause if he didn't we'd be dead now, if wasn't for this crazy dude!
Well, shit, I am gone ask him . . about it?
You mean the beam? The beams! That dude, cut a couple! Not just one! Cut them clean off! Well, can't say I understand it. They looked like they were sliced off clean? Yep, didn't resemble the work of a blow torch? Right! No, answered Bonaparte, nope no way! Well, have another, motioned Josh as he brought out bring out another case of beer.

[ 3 ]

LATER

Garfiel and Mikey, BR, slaves, were having one of their infamous, down to earth conversations again, about the work of the Aqueduct project, BR, had them working on in th cave for the last couple of weeks! It was anticipatorial attempt, by BR, to take advantage of future rainfall, to provide running water for his cave dwellings. He got Jonathan, to make up the blue prints, and used his slaves Mikey and Garfiel, to carry the construction work, out. It consisted of cutting out a basin to catch the rainwater on top of the mountain, where the cave was below, and to excavate a gully, to channel the rainwater down to be caught in plastic pipes, they confiscated from out of the ship, and positioned those, to channel the rainwater, so that a bathrooms in his cave home, could have toilet facilities! The black water runoff, destined to runoff into a hole in the underground, where it could be disperse into a runoff stream without causing Odors. It was a huge undertaking, but finally it was done! We listen in, on, Mikey and garfiel :

Shit, complained Mikey to Garfiel, who was sitting down taking a shit!
Shit is right!
Thats what this hole is, all about shit!
Got that right!
Right?
Right on brother, shit!
Now you Know the way you take shit out of that hole in your stomach blows my [BLEEPING ] mind!
Creepy!
Oh, shut the [ BLEEP ] up, and mind your own, GOD DAM, business! You the one thats creepy, creep!
Dam prejudice son of bitch!
Am not!
Are too!
Am not!
You are too!
Am not!
[ BLEEP] You, mother[ BLEEP]
Now, don't tell me, I got to beat you're [ BLEEPING ] ass again! I told you I got nothing against you and your goddam colostomy bag!
I don't begrudge your ass for that!
Up, yours, one of these days I gone strangle your ass, I am gone take this here chains, and wrap it around your goddam neck, and that will be the end of you, Garfiel!
Well, if you do , do it, do it while I am sleeping , cause in the day time, I got enough [ BLEEPING ] problems , I don't need no more!
Look, mikey, what I wanted to say is, we should just keep our Goddam mouth shut, and don't tell, BR, we done finished the job, this way we can stay here, resting and chilling out! Other wise the sucker, will give us more goddam work to do, get it?
Sure, make sense!
Say, You know, exclaimed Mikey smiling, as he turned looking at Garfiel, and holding up his phone, I found some porn on this here, I phone five, I found in the boat, it pretty old, but cool, want to see?

[ 4 ]

MEANWHILE

Next day Saddie, returns to BR's cave and she goes to where he lives, in the back section, and is confronted with his security team, composed of Jonathan, the Captain and Dizzy! Hi guys, she says cheerfully, as she walks up the stairs, to where they are! Its, me, Saddie! Hey Dizzy, can you tell BR, I am here!
Dizzy, this big hulking retarded person, looks down at this little female person, and he doesn't recognize her, and asks, her, who? Hy! I am Saddie.
I want to see him. Why? Thats none of your business, Dizzy, just tell him will you? Tell? Yes, she said in a soft low annoyed voice, getting a little exasperated, talking to this guy! Tell him, Saddie is here, please? Please, she said trying to appear pleasant, under the circumstances, given who she was dealing with! Saddie, It's Ok, I'll tell him, Saddie, Jonathan said, acknowledging her, and smiling, and getting up from the front desk where he had been seated, and walking back in the interior of the office corridor in the cave, they were guarding.

A minute later, Jonathon came back, and told her she could go in, and held the door open, and closed it behind her, as she disappeared inside!

Hello, hello, Big Rex, Where are you, she yelled, in the immense cave, her voice echoing on the walls?

Hello Big Rex, she whispered, as she saw him way in the back of one of the many rooms, as he sat at his desk writing something. He looked up, pleased, and his face lightened up, and he smiled as he checked her out, and their eyes locked on to each other like butter on toast. She walked slowly like a diva, quivering, and moving passionately staring deep in his eyes without blinking, as she walked closer and closer to him like a unstoppable magnet. The moment was now, the bamboo, and the bird, didn't but did, as she, push aside the papers on his desk onto the floor, looked at him all over some more, slid down upon the his desk laid, there in spades, waiting for more! The man, big BR, smiled and slowly, very slowly leaned down over his prize, his queen from his dreams, and gently ever so gently began to stroke her cheek softly. He stroked her temples, her hair, her voluptuous chest gently and delicately! BR, leaned down and kissed her waiting open lips!

Whats your answer, sweetie, he asked her in a soft barely audio masculine tone? Will you be mine? Will you marry me? She raised up her hands and placed them around his waists, and pulled him down onto of her, and they french tongue kissed long and hard.
Whats your answer, Sweetie, asked BR?
U-Oh, la la, baby ha, ha,ha! I come to funtify your soul! Baby, hamo, wamo coma, homa to mamma! Yes, she said softly, whispering in his ear : BIG REX want some sex?

"Now, once our nakedness, came together, it felt so good, that I thought, I hoped this would last, forever. And, I felt the need to stay embraced this way, her arms around me, my arms around her fractally, though satisfying, I hungered for more, more not less. And we lingered in our lovers embrace, panting, fantasizing greedily of doing it again, despite that, we had just finished, haven't left the hot bed yet!
But, one wants to be, together. Not being joined feels so strange. Strange? It's so challenging and exciting at the same time!
And, yet, get more, hungry, hungry for more . . . but on coming, sadly, the longing eventually subsides, our erection erects no more and subsides too, as good things do, as in all things blissful, hope is that by fully decoupling our bodies from that insatiable need, a fruit , a prize, a gift of life, of lasting love will come out of this, instead of it being a memory of our last bliss! Did you get this?"

BR's, eyeballs are popping out his head, smiles, lets his tongue hang out, like a hound dog on a saturday night, looking at a juicey big bone!

Sweetee, sweetee, sweetee, how sweet you is!

Sugar, Saddie whispers softly breathing in the big mans anxious ears as he presses up against her, trying to express to him how she feels! Sugar, thats me, I want , I want you, you, . . you to know . . . what you . you mean to me, when I miss you . . . I play . . play music and . .. . and dream you're here . . .
when I am in your arms I get delirious .. spinning …

Saddie, interrupts BR, when it comes to love . . . he stops in the middle of the sentence caressing the woman, and after a long pause continues telling her : Love . . . you give it better than I give! No body, he said, as he kissed her, nobody does it better! Better not! Your mine, she said as she grabbed his behind! She flipped over. Hold on! Says, BR, as he leans over her mounting her, rubs his unshaven face on her silky smooth left cheek enjoying the moment . . . and with a deep voice, smooth as honey, whispers in her left ear, as he slides his right hand down where it counts! She, reacts immediately to his touch. Breathes deep, deeper, then holds it, then exhales with a soft sigh : Oooooo baby, baby I missed you, she says thinking to her self I'll get you high, show you what I got, she flips around, moans as she raps her arms and legs, coiling around him good and tight, like a hussy Mississippi swampland boa-constricter getting ready!
She says out loud : Your whiskers tickle me! Shut up woman, you like to talk to much. This ain't no time for Cowboys and Cowgirls to talk, honey child. This is time to [ BLEEP ] said BR, as he got down to business.

"Getting down to business is great work if you can get it, and getting any is, is it not what its all about? Do you know there are love forsaken, sad creatures who go through life without ever getting [ BLEEPED ] ? Or maybe you never gotten [BLEEPED ]? Never ever? To young, to old, crippled, insane, in jail in vain to cool can't partake of the mundane, got divorced, or lost, or are you one of the non living reading along with us today :

A word written, the word digitally expressed, are signals carried as waves in the atmosphere of other heres, electrical transmissions wares, destination, to the realms of the unknown, shooting out everywhere, here there, and home?

Ghost read too, are you a dead person spying, and reading this too? Are you? Sexual Enjoyment is defined in feelings in your mind, one touch is a signal, that signal triggers a chemical signal that chemical signal transfers energy, that energy falls in the category to understand you need to be understood, truth could be truth but whose, be true to truth, whose, his hers your self to boot, and strive to thrive and fight through enjoying copulation you too do?

Innovation natural creation bestowed on the living, by the eternally giving, knows us better than we will ever, ever, ever will be intelligent enough to know ourself, occurring without expiration leading our course affairs against our innate stupidity, to reach our predestined destiny, thanks to invisible genetic engineering that goes on silently, without us, and despite of us, bio-ly, For that reason,

fractal biological toroidal chemical transformers, are employed by DNA engineered chemical equipment, and other chemical electronics to lower distortion and increase the friction sexual power intensification exponentially, to reach the needed heated explosion, goal of why we get it together in the first place, at the same time to climax : thus red hot obsessive magnetic Ecstasy?"

"But ask you lets take it further do? Do you do it too? In the dark? BR, is moving now, so fast, balls of sweat fly off of him like rain in Spain, his mind does not exist.
He's on the job, kissing her knobs, he doesn't want to be slob, but he's out of control. Sparking her addiction, draining of adrenalin, they both got to have it! Me, BR, thinks to himself, as they slip into the glorious realms of how the body works off, uncontrollably into the exuberant, temporary world of sexual insanity together!
BR, thinks, his thoughts light up, crazily, I do it, shifting, doing it over time, no thinking needed, bodies rhythm, simplification out of my mind, as I get on it, leading to ecstasy in my mind all the time, but yet, got what this time and this place, want it, want it in this life to do it, live it, now do it!
He is lunging outstretched deeper like a pile driver into his sweetheart . And the lovely lady named, Saddie opens her lips and moans insanely in ecstasy, ooooooooooo ahhhhhhhh ooooooo . . . notice he that, no? He's doing, what he got to, till he can't do it no more!

WHAT IT IS, IS WHAT IT IS?

[ 5 ]

MEANWHILE LETTERS HAND DELIVERED

BR, despite having a thousand pressing things to do, he always finds a little time to stop and scribble off a few lines to write to his secret lover, the doctor, the sweet pretty Kitty.

She is on the Big Flowers cruise ship, he discovered laying out on the waste-lands some time back, abandoned, and she writes to him, trying to keep their flame of love alive, and connected to him, back at the camp, that he's now renamed Bumble Bee City.

We check out some of their written correspondence, now since there is no more internet, no more emails, no more texting, no voice mail, they've got to do their thing, old school style, by writing love letters!

This letter is from Big Rex's alternate personality, The Strawberry Lord. We catch Kitty, sitting in the sunshine, up on the deck of the ship called Flowers, in a beach chair, smiling and anxious, as she opens a letter that just got delivered to her, from you know who? She takes the letter in her hands and hugs it fondly, then kisses it, and opens it quickly, with tender loving care.

And the letter reads :


Hi! Kitty. I Missed you!
I'am, well. Hope you are too! Me? Well, as you can imagine Kitty, I have been a bit baffled by the destruction of the world, and what will be our destiny?
The world is truly all destroyed. Shame! But I care about working hard to put it back, and I feel it's every bodies obligation to help.
I been busy! Thought about you. I have too! Can't forget you! You're bad! I like that!

That letter you sent me! Yikes! It seems your a Doctor, a lover, with beauty and brains and a song writer and singer too? Oh wow! Amazing? That song, you sent me, the lyrics are strong. You must sing it for me one day! Mind if I call you pretty?

Pretty Kitty! I know you are smart! You've got to be smart to be in molecular biology and genetics.

You know, back at Bumble bee city, we are telling all the women of child bearing age, that it's their civic duty to get pregnant, so we can improve on our chances of survival.
In your letter you talked about, how you wanted to help and talked about giving us guidance so the camps women can get more babies.
Kitty, are you talking about fixing women so they give birth to quadruplets or something like that?
What you were saying about Crispr manipulation for the ladies in the camp, and our future babies.
I don't know? We have to converse a lot more on this topic.
Maybe I'll let you use your expertise on the DNA on only a handful of our women, but not everybody. Year, that's what I think.
So while what we are thinking is premature, that, these modified female kids, when they grow up and get pregnant, will they have quadruplets each time?
I have to admit, that'll go a long way in increasing the population of Bumble Bee City. But, that's a long time from now!

Still, I need you to tell me the pros and cons, first!

But, seriously pretty Kitty, I know you're serious about it. So we'll have to talk! And we'll see? OK?

Regarding your request to let your friends, Denice and Dr, Joplin go, I can tell you that I Okayed it with my man, my operations chief, Ro'Nine! He has been instructed to partially free them, so they can have it a bit easier. But, only on condition Kitty, that they work for you. And they be instructed to locate that ship container, that you had your secret laboratory in, and to clean it out, and put it back in working condition.

That should be a win win for them, you and me.
I think, once you have your lab up and running again, I think it will make you happy!

Speaking of designer babies you saw Ro'Nine? What do you think? He something else! He's big and strong alright, but it didn't come naturally! He was a designer baby. He got a really wild custom made zebra skin look, I think it makes him look like something out of a comic book!

Write, me OK! Love to hear what you're doing and thinking! Let me know how you are doing, Take good care of yourself for me!

SL.

This letter got delivered to BR, marked, the S. Lord!

Hello big Strawberry! Thanks for releasing my friends Denice and Dr, Joplin, over to me!
Strawberry! Really, I hated seeing them working doing all those dirty menial jobs, when these guys are highly trained geneticists! They're really good, people, who know all about the nano surgery, like rewriting the code, in editing DNA, in human embryos. So thanks for helping them. So, my Lord! It was a good decision, you won't regret! Thanks again, you'll see!

But, about them working for me, heres what I hope! If we are lucky, and salvage the lab, and get all the water out, and repair the damages, which I can tell you, I expect will be a lot!
And if we get it working? Oh wow!
You are right, I will be a very happy girl!
And you know what my love? I contemplate, we can be a critical component, so far as planification, for the new world we all want!

This may sound subjective, to you, but the true societal need for new babies, cannot be extrapolated correctly now, because of all the Fractal chaos around us now, but, things will get better eventually!
And yes, I want to help! It would be irresponsible of me not to!
And yes, for now what ever we say now, most certainly will be speculation, combined that with the fact that we don't have the internet, and not having supportive infrastructures, all of these nonexistent resources, means what? Means we are dreaming.
But, I am a dreamer my lord! I never let dreaming big, stop me before, and with your help, I won't let it stop me now! I hope you are that type of person too! Together, I think we can make a big difference!

But, time will tell, like you say we need to talk!

About what you said about getting future women to give birth to quadruplets, year,we can do that, even more as long as it does not endanger the life of the mom!
And about Ro'Nine, the guy you put in charge to run the Flowers ship, well, I think his parents taste in being creative in designing him, was way over the top. Still, as a designer baby product, he is handsome, zebra skin and all. He told me something I bet you don't know? He says he only needs three hours of sleep a day! Now, that to me, is amazing! His brother got hair like a lion and tiger markings on the skin of his body! He showed me pictures. They are amazing! Tell you one thing, he sure comes from quite a family! We were doing so much in science before the world blew up, its going to take a long time to start over.

Meanwhile, I am lonely and you are not here!
Thanks for the compliment on my hobby song writing, I am not that good, and Yes, I won't leave my day job for it!
But some day when we back together and are alone, I will sing for you!
What did you do today? Year I am curious?
And you didn't answer me. In the last letter I asked you, who are you when you wake up in the morning? Big Rex, or Strawberry Lord?
I saw you had a tattoo on your butt. I like it! Very colorful butt!
I am throwing you kisses, see the red lipstick? I kissed the letter! Bye, bye, Big strawberry, write again soon!
Kitty

Hello Kitty, it's good to hear from you again. Hope you're Ok! I got your letter, and you're right Ro'Nine is quite a man, and your right I didn't know about his brother! I was happy, to learn you think you can get the women to give birth to quadruplets in the future, but what about now! I need your help now, right now, not sixteen or twenty years from now!
Let me know, if you can do it?
And speaking about this stuff once you get your lab working, can you make dog experiments. Dogs get pregnant, don't they? Yes, they do! And, do they breed quickly. Me? I have two, two dogs! A girl and boy!

Do you think you can develop some big oversized war dogs with big heads full of teeth, out of them? I think about security, that dogs like that would be super cool! Let me know?

Well, you want to know what I am doing? I am thinking about you baby! Your lips, your curvy hips, the sound of your voice, I love so much!
You say you like my butt? That tattoo, on it is a drawing of my lucky charm whistle. I blow my whistle when I see pretty girls like you baby! And speaking of butts and stuff, the hair on your head is blond, but your private places is black! How about that, how can that be baby?

By the way, I fell down the other day, hurt my left arm. It hurts me something awful. I sent for Dr. Chang, he's one the passengers that's also happens to be a Doctor, and he gave me some pills, he found in the ships dispensary!
But, it's still hurting.
I think the doctor i need is you! I know what you can do!
You asked me what am I doing?
Well, you'll never guess! Guessing? Among other things, I am trying to start a school for our kids in Bumble Bee City. So I have men and some of the teenagers, searching, getting all the books we can find, and all the tablets, iPads, smartphones, and computers, things like that that are not damaged and are rechargeable.

This way, even though we don't have the internet, we can still salvage so much knowledge, and get the children up and learning again. But it's really slow going. So much is against us! A lot of the kids are traumatized and cry all day about losing their parents! It's a hard thing to see!

Anyway pretty Kitty baby, that's all for now. Write me back.

[ 6 ]

The Lords being personality, mentally migrates back, back through time, back to his original ancient primal animal behavior and instincts, hidden in him, and turns into a
dangerous shadow, lurking in the darkness of the night. The strange alternate paranormal personality of Big Rex, known as the Strawberry Lord, is here. And he stays still, quiet, as he ponders to himself, disturbing thoughts of evil, as the moon comes out slowly, and midnight falls fast!

Perhaps, he says, perhaps I should try not to be who I am, he says, looking up at the moon, as he slowly, as he very slowly realizes what time it is? Its time! He doesn't want it to be this time, but its time, time for it to happen. He doesn't want it to happen!
But, the power of the moon, is too strong! The power of the moon moves along, not just the mighty oceans, the great seas, and the mighty ancient mysteries, but also, the the evil forces that go through and fro, and the magnetic waves we cannot see,
but also the monster in him.
One doesn't know the unknown, and like all unknowns, it can be a most intriguing pairing. We don't know why man has darksides to him, but he does, and the personality of The Strawberry Lord, has the cruel anomaly in him to morph, and change into a Fractal shadow demon!

A demon, bent on carrying out a death wish for retaliation, vengeance against those who cast themselves as his personalities enemies! And it is when the moon rises, when the moon rises high in the night, when the eclipse of the moon, comes, that triggers the paranormal. That's when it awakens the vendictive monsterman, hidden in one of BR's bad personalities, known as," The Strawberry Lord."

It's night time now. Yes its night time. The camp, is peaceful, peaceful and quiet. And then, suddenly, we hear a strange sound like an animal crying! It gets louder, as if it is coming closer!

It's something! Someone coming in the darkness! A loud cry of a monster is shattering the peaceful silence of the night. Hell bent! It's the loud roar of something terrible, and we see Garfield, BR's slave who was asleep. He hears the growling, and suddenly wakes up and opens his eyes! He's shocked and trembling in fear! Garfield, was one of the men who wanted to kill BR, this year. And he got caught, and he was made a slave to serve BR, and tonight, he was, was now chained up to a tree. And up until a moment ago, was sleeping blissfully on the ground on a blanket, just outside the camp, away from the people, along with Mikey! Mikey, also was in on the plan to kill Big Rex, and got caught. And he too, was sleeping just a few feet away. And these are the two men who tried to kill him. It's black outside where they are; they can't see nothing!

They hear this loud roar,
ROAR!
They wake up, and Garfield yells out asking
Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, did you hear that? Wake up! Did, did you hear that?
Roarrrrrrrr!

Faster than the eye can see, a mysterious shadow attacks them, rips them to pieces, and kills them, and scampers away unseen. The next day, early in the morning Jonathan, as part of his duties, he usually does his rounds inspecting the camp, and reports back to BR, that there were two murders last night in the camp, BR's slaves, Mikey, and Garfield, got killed, and there was a lot of blood where they were sleeping, but no trace of them now!

BR, listened very carefully, as Jonathan explained what he found, and had a troubled pensive look on his face, but didn't say anything! And he was uncharacteristically quiet, and after a long silence, without turning to look at Jonathan, he leaned back in his chair, slowly took off his cowboy hat, and placed it on the table next to him. He took off his sunlasses, and lit up a cigarette. He took a long drag, and you could tell by the look on the man's face he wasn't showing any emotions, he wasn't sad! And he exhaled, and breathed in, and in a very relaxed manor, put his legs up on a stool, and without even as much as looking at Jonathan, replied coldly : Thanks, fo telling me Boy. I'll investigate, he said! But don't say nothing to nobody! If anybody has any questions, tell them to see me, I am investigating it!
Yes boss, Jonathan answered, in low somber voice, like he was talking to a funeral director in a funeral parlor. And he turned slowly away, stiffly, like he was made of wet clay, and left, walking like a worried man, in a world he doesn't understand!

[ 7 ]

MEANWHILE

Life goes on doesn't it?

What is Sex?
A fractal word, that everyone uses, and is a robust, exciting physical animal act, beastly fact, enjoyed by everything, every one does it at some time, if they are lucky, and have the requisites of both the healthy body and mind, but few understand its purpose, or comprehend, that it serves several of life’s basic purposes: bonding, pleasure, and a sense of expression of intimacy and love, belonging and fulfillment of being alive in the instant of the now, with another, and two people enjoying pleasurably, each other! It's fantastic and mind blowing, physically, emotionally, socially, relationally, and a spiritual experience with, their bodies, as a prerequisite, leading to the formation of our ultimate goal, connection to life's baby procreational process. Somebodies, body is about to get processed!

Vanity, sure, some folks got it. Some folks don't. It's a trait that makes you want to exhibit the very best view of what you got. Some folks got a lot . Some folks don't.

Every thing, every thing in the appropriate time and place, the love place, this place of interest to normal people born with the basics, is what it is, a state, a state of mind, powerful enough crimes are committed over it. Play with care, year and especially handle it with care, could get a heart break , if you don't stay sharp ,and on your game,other wise they'll see your vulnerability take your lover from you, you remember when?
Just like that! Don't or won't, or are to ignorant, life depends frankly fractally on what family you were born in, luck and a lot of you, and what you do, or don't.
But, this is not the time nor the moment, this moment is consumed in the buxomity of the insanity disconnected from reality that is the methodical predetermined dementia, we happily indulge in, this is whats happening, the point we go back to a simpler place and time, to the point, the vital point of over consumption, called the joyous love cum time of copulation sensations!
The moment is now! BR, and Saddie lady fast paced bedroom drama!

So it was , time that to them, seemed to appear to stand still, seemed to be shifted back into reality, and both of whom are to say the least are now zoned out, and feeling in together in tune, and with you know what I mean, a very relaxed and in balance feeling,they share, that only good sex can give you!



These poor hearts, decided they give themselves a little break for a little while, they had been doing it to death, and making out all day in BR's office! It was time for change of scenery and at BR's suggestion, he and Saddie went and got the black chick, Antoinette Mungi Boccia, BR's other girlfriend to make it a twosome, and he invited both women to take a bike ride to celebrate them becoming his future wives!

Oh can't you see you belong to me, thinks BR, smirking to himself!

So things got a little interesting when his other girl friend, the one he had kept a secret, his other sweetheart, Antoinette, the ex-girl friend of Dizzy, came on the scene! She was cool and cute too! She was a twenty-six year old mix race kid.

A little German, a touch of French and a little Afro American thrown in!

She was so stylish, tallish, six feet of meat to be exact, with a big butt and amply chested, with sexy lips, hips and nice eyes and thighs! And when you checkout her eyes really good, you could see when she blinks, you noticed she was blessed with long eye lashes, and her hair, she wears there, a style that is very different too!

She was feminine treasure, that made it hard for men to concentrate!
She wore her honey brown colored hair in a big ball shaped natural afro style! Her face was clean cut featured, Hollywood good-looking, with peachy cheeks, great smile, pearly white teeth with red lips, and a sexy voice, that you soon noticed, she employed passionately, convincingly and so sweet, it could melt ice!

She was a bad lady, at the corner of happy and sexy, ready to make the world a better place, at BR's side and Saddies!
She had a cool look about her. Type of woman that would turn heads easily in a crowd, have fun stand up and take a bow!

But when you talked with her she was not proud, snobbish or have a "Oh I am better than thou," attitude, but, rather she sounded humble, and down to earth. Good person, good person to know!

She didn't appear to talk very much like a smart person, or act like she was very educated!

Thats Ok, lots of educated ladies don't act like it. She was not book smart, but street smart, thats the impression, and gut feeling you got about her.

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Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, Holy cow brain, insane, these folks got a problem, if they don't got a problem, they gone get a problem! But besides that, these folks, if they only knew whats in the dinner they think is so delicious, they might be inclined to pass! I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know I would, I'd skip eating big time! And the folks that was in that boat needs to get their heads examined quick! They got issues. I know BR and all his crazy wives, and Dizzy and The Captain do! These guys are mind blowingly unbelievable! Wow,
Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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Insist we do a tribute to another prestigious mighty Master, Jesse : The Programmer Magician
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Chapter 1 see it here = REPLY#17 = [ TRIBUTE 1]
Chapter 2 see it here = REPLY#98>http://www.fractalforums.com/discuss-fractal-forums/a-huge-lack-of-comments/msg48373/#msg48373
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   The Scary Jesse Chronicles

   Chapter 12

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Then, suddenly, he saw another thing, that was crawling on the floor like a black snake outlaw, could this be Baby Jesse, as an embryo too? Unhatched? All these little variations of him selves, violating the law of thought, that lie quietly in the darkest corner of his minds subconscious Fractcoca, mockatiesness, competing to kill him, one way or another, from the Black Hole of death!

All these things was happening too fast to him too! Hammered by this awfulness, the horizontally of this insanity malady in its totality, confronting his little mind, in this chunk of black time, overwhelmed him by the circumstances that he hère must confront, no way to procrastinate or bunt, no time to whine, or ponder!

These time variable absurdities extracted out of fractalized past time, of time, were under the control of a troll from the Red Sentinel 523, power from blasphemy he, are here seeking his harm, dedicated to his death. Wanting to slice off his head, and burn what ever is left! What will he, Super Power Boy do? Kill him selves? Kill him selves, kill? Die? Or fight?

Right, it is his to stay alive, despite these him-selves, him-selves coming to kill him. Still, all this happenstance, happenstancial creatures versions of him self, he desperately tries to understand, but cannot. How, he thinks to himself about himself, how can his younger selves, how did they get to be here? Is this a bad nightmare, could it be that?

Is it just happenstance that I happened to be here in here? Could this be happening? How? How can I see myself, asks Baby Jesse to himself, about himself when I was four, there before on the floor me, with hatred in my heart wanting to kill me ?

Me?

How can me, want to kill me, asks Baby Jesse, curiously confounded? How?

Such questions, flooding and overflowing the confines of his mind, as he reaches the supreme moment, when you are faced with realms of the real height of freight, fearful you know you are going to die, it is then, when, at that specific time, of extreme fright, that time itself in the mind, appears to slowdown, slowdown, and what, this gives him is an unexpected advantage, time wise to figure out whats going on, and to decipher, what action should be! Should he flee?

Should he, try to kill me, if me, is me, at four, at three, at two, at, one, too, and what on earth on the floor, is that tiny thing crawling, an embryo of little me, with a gun?

How can this be?

Baby Jesse's, instantaneously pondered wildly, the variables of this horrific situation, his mind kicks in, ready to deal with all this unfathomable sin.

He, thinks to himself, this is got to be an illusion, a trick, something the evil King Hairscary made happen, to get me sick, to kill me! He made this happen! I remember what he told me!
What did he say, that my powers could not be compared to his, that mine was no match for his? Well, he made this hallucination. The king, that man, that evil, evil man, made this happen, somehow, this is what he envisioned! I don't how he did it, or where I am? It appears I, I am inside a strange dark place , inside another world, where, don't know? But, now I at least understand a little of whats going on, and whats, happening and, what else did he tell me, to do, to kill my self too?

Now, to Baby Jesse, Super Power Boy, this idea of being trapped and under attack by him selves is whacked, but, he readies his mind, in kind, and instantly sharpens his eyes, readying himself to fight off their attack! Baby Jesse, fear is now gone, Super Power Boys confidence is back, ready to fight off the Mack attack!

He concentrates hard and looks around, and what he sees is, a myriad of horrible threats, different time version of him, and straight in front of him now! The floor is humming and with crawling hot bugs, with stream rising off of them, looking at him, with white glowing beady blue eyes! These bugs, swarming around the floors like flies, who appear to be looking like frogs, but with red, and white colored lobster legs, with pointy, yellow thorns sticking out, and giant claws, that keep opening and closing, coming closer, and closer !

And, beside that to worry about, there are these many versions of himself, when he was younger, his younger selves approaching wanting to kill me,
wanting to kill me?

Me?

Me, killing me?

How can this be, fractally, asked Baby Jesse?

Unbeknownst to Baby Jesse, as Super Power Boy, King Hairscary had curse upon him, into a mental hallucinating world in outlier zones of space-time, utilizing versions of himself in younger stages of himself, as a tool to kill himself, by empowering supermolecular, pliable keratins a helix, and disulfide bridges, conformations aggregations coefficiencies, in the form of past tenses of time, of himself, and bringing them to present time, as himself, to confront himself, as manifestations illusional chronological time slots of himself, engendered, with killer instincts and programmed to kill him, en effect ratcheting up a kind of pigmy genetic wars comprised of versions of himself against himself!
These pigmy wars he didn't ask for, and without fear got ready to fight!

He looked around quickly all over the place, and he saw a eye on the wall looking down and spying at him, too?

Then suddenly, there was the specter of a very tiny, barely visible, strange horrible rudimentary TransSatanic embryo of himself, wiggling in the dark brown dirt, who spoke menacingly at him : This is, " Fraxtalxkaka Hoofffwa," our world, our world, do you hear, and you are unwanted here, and here you will die! Soon as he said that, suddenly, they all attacked! The one built like the hulk, now sprung into action, jumping into the air and swung the massive hammer, SuperPower Boy, jumped out of the way, as another, Baby Jesse, smiled broadly with pointy yellow teeth with holes in them, it was he who was two years old, and he open fire with the machine gun : pow, pow, pow, pow, the noise from the gun was deafening as the bullets rang out, riddling the air where he was, but, quickly, he wasted no time in stepping out of the way, with lightening speed, missed him, as Baby Jesse number four
began swinging the sword left and right, toward his face, he back flipped out of the way, as Baby Jesse at one years, old tried to stab him in the stomach, several times, again he back off missing him, then a hot bug. with smoke coming out of him, leaped up trying to grab his eyes and blind him, Super Power Boy ducked, as the other him tried to kill him by slicing off his neck, then Pow, pow, pow. More bullets came flying at him, as the him tried to kill him, but him also came at him, him ducked from him, as him ran with the hammer, bringing it down towards him, while other shot at him . It was really getting fractal in " Fraxtalxkaka hoofffwa,"land, thought Super Power Boy, as the melee, regrettably intensified as all parties converged perpetrating vicious violent acts, upon him simultaneously, and up until now, the somber reality was he did want to hurt or kill any of hims, but they were really getting him pissed off big time now, as one of the hims leaped at him, and proceeded to try to cut off his head, as another of him stuck out his tongue at him, and then, tried to beat him to death with a hammer!

Baby Jesse's Mommy, had taught him to be good a good little boy, and to turn the other cheek, but that was not working out too well for him, lately!

Its a funny how knowledge is. A human person, is born into the reality of earth without any. He starts out with a brain insane, has to learn the mundane. Goes through trials and tribulations, just to learn to walk and talk, in life hasn't at first a clue in life what he is to do, If. he she, he is blessed with parents, capable, caring and bestow upon him her , it, the benefit, and experience of their life in the form of it. That it is knowledge! Knowledge is a finite learned commodity, when pertaining to people as parents, some parents were born to think free, in a society of the same, their sky, as parents is limitless, and teach their offspring that same liberty.
where as, some other peoples,

are introduced at birth, intentionally or accidentally by randomality of probabilities, or otherwise,
into being brainwashed into an ideology, religious, political or otherwise. Still there exist another type of parent benefactor who in affect is hidden, unseen, one inherits knowledge from, just like the parents of flesh and blood you didn't seek, request, ask for, or choose, but nevertheless, are your parents, more so than your actual mother and father parents, and that parent, we speak of, is your genetic genome parents, and natures primal instincts and fractal life intuitional progressive matrix disclosure pattern code parents, that pass on by programming and inculcate in you, more innate knowledge into you and your real life parents, without them or you ever knowing it.

   It!

Baby Jesse, is destined to be a great programmer, possibly with the skill to
halt this assault on him, not through the implementation and exercise of fighting but with the ability to first understand that these entities versions of himself, are merely programmed code existing to do one thing, kill him, and are programs created by, The Red Sentinel 523!

   It!

It is the programming knowledge that he will have in future time, that he certainly could use today, two million years ago, the knowledge of how to use his programming knowledge to decompile, disassemble, reverse engineer, derive and recontrive the source code, to deactivate these programs of himself trying to kill him! But, alast that is not to be, he must now rely on what he does have, his brute force powers and kill these things before they kill him!

Super power boy, makes himself invisible, and flies over to himself, that looks like the hulk, and picks him up, beats him in the face, till his head falls off his neck, than he picks up his dead body, and takes his body and beats to death, the other version of himself, when was four, standing there swinging the sword at him! Then he throws a powerful knockout punch, at himself, when as one years old, and knocks his head into the walls of the cave, so hard, and with such intensity, his body goes through the wall, and he is embedded in it!

He, now grabs the machine gun out of the hands of himself, when he was two years old, and shoots that version of himself, when he was two years, in the head, POW, POW, POW! Then, he riddles all the bodies with bullets, to make sure they're all dead, Pow, pow, pow, rat ta tat , Pow, pow, pow! Satisfied, the battle won, and over, and he is unharmed! He takes a minute to catch his breath, and now, relieved, he stands over the pile of dead hims! Job done! But, is it? There in the dirt is his embryo, which has also been programmed to be a TransSatanic Embryo, called the FFF, or Fractal Fatal Fetal101!
Now, normally the embryonic period in humans, It starts out as a single cell zygote and then divides several times to form a ball of cells called a morula. Further cellular division is accompanied by the formation of a small cavity between the cells. This stage is called a blastocyst. Up to this point there is no growth in the overall size of the embryo, as it is confined within a glycoprotein shell, known as the zona pellucida. Instead, each division produces successively smaller cells, but it is precisely at this juncture, that the Red Sentinel 523, intervened and interjected algorithms, manifesting multi energy adaptive environmental neurogestative molecular processes, with additional powers four times the energy density overall hyper untilitability, all programmed with one purpose in mind, to progressively, adapt aggressively, to all energy expenditure forces to kill Super Power Boy! Because of its tiny size, it couldn't be seen by Super Power Boy. It, was too, small, but Baby Jesse, didn't know this and thought mistakenly that he knocked off, all the perverted evil, versions of himself, but he was wrong, dead wrong! He's now, either was going to have a horrible end or have an underlying horrible end without end!
He is now in the Fraxtalxkaka Hoofffwa world, a world off the charts of known time! While in the cave he finds himself in, he quickly elevated himself off the floor because of the cavalcade, of thousands of the hot bugs that were all over it, trying to get him, so he stood there suspended in the air, pondering what to do next when all of sudden :

The TransSatanic embryo yelled, Problems, problems is what you got baby!
Baby Jesse heard it, a rough gravely, raspy voice of this sinister thing, under the dirt of the earth, directly talking to him.
He couldn't tell what
the hell it was, or it wasn't, but understood, what ever it was it was, very, very bad news! And that was not good! But , soon as he heard that, it was enough to put him on guard. This whole scene sucked, he thought to himself, this world is a living surreal nightmare scare, where and how he got inhere, he hadn't a clue, didn't have the slightest idea what to think or do? He slowly levitated , inching up in to the air in the cave, while quickly scanning the surface of the floor of the cave! It was hard to see because of all the crawling hot red glowing bugs on it!

Not knowing what to expect, then, the thing yelled at him again : You dirty slim, you kilt me's, and all of the other, your selves, you filthy little swiney, nasty dog! You putrid blood lover goat of a bad, hairless jackass, and when baby Jesse, heard that, all these foul names!
He got real angry, the kid was pissed, and instantaneously put out his fingers, aimed them, and blasted out a thunder bolts in the direction, where the voices was coming from, but then it absorbed the lightening energy, and conglomerated the particles protons and surrounding molecular dirt of the components of the earth, and took on the shape of a rocky formation, and materialized into a continuously growing rocky shaped distorted evil embryo, getting bigger in size, growing exponentially rapidly! Boom, he blasted out another bolt of thunder at the thing! But, it was unbelievable, that thing was eating up the electrical energy, and it only was making it bigger! Again, Baby Jesse, unleashed another bolt of stark lightening power, Boom , Boom!
He thunder struck it, several times, but it was impervious to the density of the power of the electricity, but instead of disintegrating into nothingness, it gobbled up its electrical energy densities, radical sparks and all, and became huge, then it began to resemble the massive rocks in the cave in color, looking like dark grey and blue one second and black colored rocks the next, and besides that, one minute it looked like it had eyes looking at you, then, in the next minute, they would disappear and in its place, stones for bones would move and change over the fast moving surface of the thing, and, lo and behold, the thing, the thing, the TransSatanic Embryo, was getting bigger and began to rotate, around and around and move toward him, too!
It was getting more and more powerful each time, he tried to kill it with lightening bolts, he had met his match! What ever it was from deaths door, this thing had hatched to settle a score! Of, it, he didn't want any more! He began slowly retreating, moving, and backing away!

[ 2 ]

Baby Jesse, as super power boy, is totally shocked to see what is happening, thinking to himself, now using his mature mind, he says to himself, I feel it is better to back off a second, and see what I have done here, and figure this out, because defeating this guy, is not gone be no fun!
Perhaps, I'll make my self invisible, then suddenly attack it? Super Power Boy, thought, now, cloaked in invisibility mode, suddenly, zooms straight towards it, and punches the TransSatanic embryo rock creature, [ BOOM!] and shatters it into a thousand pieces! Ah ha, Baby Jesse, exclaims happily smiling, but his smile quickly turns to a frown, as he looks at it once more and is shocked at what he sees! It immediately comes back together again like nothing happen to it, only now, its bigger, bigger and growing faster . .Ha, ha, ha … You want to play, Do you? HA, HA, HA, . . Is that what you want, it says to him?
Ha, ha, ha! It laughs at him sinisterly, rotating faster . . By golly, miss molly, thinks, this ain't good, thought Super Power Boy, things ain't working out like it should?

Then, he got an idea, the idea was to use his brain! Since Baby Jesse's brain, had under gone gargantuan evolutionary transformations, he will use his intellect!

He'd play a game, to see if this TransSatanic jerk was smart or dumb. So, he would try to confuse his programming by pretending to be a girl, and said to him, changing his voice to sound like a girls voice, which for a five your old child was easy!

Hey stupid, come here!

WHAT?

What, said the TransSatanic Embryo, who was taken off guard, by both the sound of a girls voice, and the blatant dis-respectfullness of the question, and he asked in a rather confused way, are you talking to me? Me, it yelled angrily?

You're the only stupid moron, in here, awesome dude?

WHAT?

How dare you speak to me, like this, Oh, I am going to enjoy killing you boy!

How do you know if I am a boy?

WHAT?

I am girl, dummy, tra la,la,la, la stupid rookie dude,
You are not!
Oh yes I am, stupid rookie dude, just look at you, you look a mess, stupid rookie dude, never had no food, never been to a dance cause your too, too ugly!
I bet you never used perfume?

WHAT?

You stink! bahhhh Oh hup pa sup pa, man, Oh man do you smell! You suck!

WHAT, me?

Year, you, you jerk, oh, I forgot you're so poor, thats why you were hiding you ugly self in the floor, you can't afford a nose, you use a rubber hose, you so boney, you don't got a homey, your mama don't got no clothes, and you don't got no toes, you so ugly mirrors break,
You never had a life, for heavens sake, stupid program, you never even had a bowl of cornflakes! You discuss me, fool!

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SAYING? What, roared the beast!

Umf fa, ump, ump, tion, goo, you dare criticize me? A human made of mush, guts, with a wewe, and has to use a toilet every day, rain or shine, night or day, a weakling made of ugly flesh that grows old and rots, fots, sin every thing about you is stinky fleshy icky and muck boo too! To me, you dare reek of words critiquing me like bird, oh hell a bella, die toy filthy ugly black pearl of a girl,

WHAT?

What, asked, Baby Jesse, shocked and taken aback, by this retort verbal maddening attack, for it was The TransSatanic embryo rock creature, thats fighting back, Baby Jesse, couldn't believe the poetic crap it put in his hat, and shot back :

WHAT?

Human bean, you really discuss me, said the program angrily annoyed, I am clean scripted binary gifted, but who you, you are condemned already chicken foot face of soot, you got feet that smell, got to wash or smell like hell, compare to me, a nicely designed program be, I am clean, outer inner. And in-between, we programs are so clean, no deodorant need to stay mean!

WHAT?

Baby Jesse was shocked to hear all this, stood his ground he did and expounded:

Why you binary incendiary ball of pus, must be, your interface got high on mace, purchased an app script, made you flip, skip dip in stupidities sauce boss, cause you don't got no body, no legs, no head, and by what you talking balking no brain either stupid beaver running you mouth you wish you had!

WHAT, SAID The TransSatanic embryo rock creature, disconcertedly!

Open your holes in your filthy head, those things, those silly things you call, you call ears, I swears all creatures like you are sick, you are born to die, without reason or purpose why, and true a malfunction of natures a creations circus, and we programs, yes, we programs, are all here to clean the house your flesh out, and the silly skin you all resides in, happily we will exterminate you, happy exterminators are we, programmed destructively to end once and for all your productivity, HA, HA, HA, . . .

YES! Do you hear, we crowing loud, letting you know loud and clear, dear girl, from this world, HA, HA, HA . . Gonna, kill you all, small, and midget, and tall, wipe you from the earth ball, Ha, ha, ha, . . .

Happy exterminators carrying out this chore, ridding the world of a thing like you, pooh, ppooo ppooooooooo! Your life, your zoo!

Will be no more, we the programs, are coming, coming through the door, HA, HA, HA,

WHAT?

You heard me right, stupid BABY,

WHAT?

Baby Jesse, was stunned, the app could think, who'd a thunk it, think it? Baby Jesse, thought to himself quickly, and shot back like a heart attack:

Hey ho bo can ooh, give it up, fact up chuck, muck, is you just jealous!

WHAT?

You heard me binary, you're not human, too bad, sad really, you don't know what it is to feel the warming touch of the sunshine on your skin, cause you don't got none, jerk!
You don't know what love is, cause you never had any penny!
You too bad, sad, never celebrated, thanksgiving, because you got nothing to be thankful for, core, moreover rover, cause you can't eat sweets, or cram Jelly on meats, no mouth have you, cause you don't got no teeths, worse than that, can't be, moron, proton mother less child numbers, can't eat cucumbers!

You know, said Baby Jesse pensively,

WHAT?

I Feel kinda sad for you, I am so glad, I am not like you, bunch of scripted code, used to make things explode, so used exploited code, formulated and abused, on a blind cruise, helpless muse, and useless slaves brainless conceived, at command of someone else, like a human beings like we, heh, heh, ha, ha,ha, . . .

Oh, hop pa soapa,
Oh, hop pa soapa,
Oh, hop pa soapa,

Woo. eeeee see I am free, Ha, ha, ha . .. Tra la, la la, . .. Taunted Baby Jesse, Jeering at him, contemptuously with hatred! It t'was hard for Baby Jesse, not to control his anger, and there was danger, a danger, he might have anger management issues, and just might slip into deepness of the dark side of The Force . .

Ha, heh, heh ha, ha, ha!

How truly worthless, you , you cannot , do what you wish or think freely, no liberty have you. You are brainwashed, programmed, program, an app! Ha, ha, ha! Baby Jesse mocked him, and burst in sinister laughter, HA, HA, HA . . .

The loud boisterous laughter of Baby Jesse, rang out echoing, and bouncing back and forth, back and forth, off the giant walls and caverns, and tunnels, in this huge cave!

Baby Jesse, was getting such a hilarious kick out of putting this clown down . . . .

WHAT?

I would say I am sorry for hurting your feelings, but you don't even have that, programs don't have that! You are nothing more than bad hair day, heart attack rat, ha, ha, ha, ha! And then Baby Jesse, began to sing and do his thing, dancing around shaking his body down to the ground, and putting his hands in the air like you just don't care, getting down , weeeee! Tra, La, La, La, oh year, tra La, La la!

WHY, YOU FILTHY LOW DOWN HUMAN BEAN,

compared to us programs you are obscene , unclean, garbage, your light of the day,
we will end one day! HA, HA, HA . . . And we gonna end it!

Baby Jesse countered ; "Physically, maybe hurt I may become, but words, coming from a mindless program , to me, won't hurt me none," HA, HA, ha, ha, ha, ha . . . .

WHAT?

The TransSatanic Embryo, was totally fluster, getting angry now, like hot fot in a pot!
Baby Jesse, saw that his plan, to confuse him was working, the program was diverting energy away from its, specific energy accumulation, physicality re-constitutionally augmenting exponentially to increase in size and power processes, to instead, turning its attention to thinking independently of his programming, something it was not programmed to do too well, and smart Baby Jesse, could tell, and proceeded to tear him apart mentally limb from limb, like a fat frog, being eaten by a hot hog!

WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM, SAYING?

Take the crap out of your ears jerk, oh year, wait! I forgot you don't got any . .

WHAT?

Baby Jesse was goofing off big time, unafraid and acting quite silly, intentionally using psychology and behavioral dis associative gestures, to incrementally augment, the confusionality malady, being created in the mind's algorithms processes, of the program, so he pressed his fractal luck, even further by iterating psychologically viciously in depth, and started walking all funny like girls do, skipping and hopping, skipping and hopping, around in the air in front of that thing of sin, and whispered to him, see we girls got special privileges, ah ha, ha, ha, tra la, la, la, la! You can't kill girls!

Don't you know it, stupid rock?

WHAT?

, said the rock, flustered as mustard, and baffled too, because his programming was dynamically designed reconstructedly to kill a boy only, not a girl!

You're a girl, it asked him confused? Thats right dummy, Baby Jesse lied, and said softly, cheerfully exaggerating, and smiling and batting his eyelids, trying his best to access the ineffable mind set women and girls have, so he can find a weak spot, in the programming, and defeat and kill this thing, so he intentionally acted like a sissy, confusing the hell out of the program! And my, oh my, was this poor program confused!

This fictitious comportment, acting like a girl, was done to deceive, The TransSatanic Embryo program, and makes it receive and believe a lie, that will never equate to the truth, only boggle his pre-programmed mind, and rip from it, the where all to commit his evil crimes!

Baby Jesse, aka : Super Power boy, is seen now, grinning and chuckling, as he mimics and pretends to be a little girl! He dances and prances around and around, hops up and down, skipping and hopping, skipping and hopping, singing : tra la, la,la, la la, la, la!

And acting silly, all the while putting out his fingers and admiring his beautiful fingernails!

The TransSatanic Embryo beasts watches and looks at all of this sadly, and registers this as female behaviors, not a boys behavior, thus concludes : and realized it made a Fatal Fetal Fractal miscalculation mathematically, perceptionally, and without recourse backs off, and begins to shrink down, shrink down more and more, pondering this unexpected circumstance for which he wasn't equipped program wise to resolve!

He wasn't programed to kill a girl!

He begins to reduce down in size quickly, and discombobulatingly right in front of Baby Jesse's eyes!

WOW! The trick is working, thinks Baby Jesse to himself!

What a smart brain I got in my lunch box, Baby Jesse thinks self assuredly, as the thing slowly disappears back into the dirt from whence it came forth!

And baby Jesse, screamed, out in triumph:

Numbers, Numbers on the wall, who is the greatest magician and programmer of all?

And, all of a sudden, out of time, out of mind, out came the radical winds blowing just in nick of time and blew and sounded like this : Fewfewwwwww00000OOOOooooooo! Fewfewwwwww00000OOOOooooooo! And they answered him,

Numbers, numbers on the wall, U are the greatest magician and programmer of all! And Baby Jesse smiled the happiest of smiles!

His smile was so big it stretched, from one side of his face to the other side and wrapped around his head, that said, he thought, now, still what do I do?

I am still trapped in this " Fraxtalxkaka hoofffwa," land.

Oh man! How, Oh, how, do I get out of here?

[ 3 ]

Poor Baby Jesse, his was a sad and happy day, all at the same time! He had defeated the bad boys Hims, that had attacked him, he fooled the TransSatanic embryo, too! Another good thing, was, he lost that deep heavy feeling, and the silhouette black color that covered him had been lifted off of him too, once the TransSatanic embryo beast thing had receded back into the earth, but still he was adrift in an unknown place! He immediately sought to explore this new world called " Fraxtalxkaka Hoofffwa land," And, he flew around and around, and deep in one of the tunnels of the cave, he suddenly came upon at tunnel with an eerie blue glow to it! So, he flew in the tunnel to see more, and at the top of the tunnel, there was an opening, and there was light shining in it! So he went to investigate. And, lo and behold when he came to the entrance and flew out of the tunnel, he came out to the surface of the world, he could finally see what it really looked like! Oh my, when he came out and saw the outside, it was so, so very scary! He didn't know it at the time, but this was the home of the," Magical Muffy Worms," as he would soon learn. The Magical Muffy worms, were a people who called them selves," Muffy Worms," but, they weren't really worms, but, they called them selves that, because they had unusually long, long wiggly necks! There were a race, of people who were dwarfs, standing only two to three feet high, and who only had a life spanned of only, Twenty-four hours. A short life indeed!

But, beside that, the place was awesomely interesting in other ways too! It was really kookie spooky too! Everywhere, that Baby Jesse looked, it looked, so weird, and strange, dark and deranged, even the dark blueish mountains looked tall and iridescently, uncool too! And, they looked very scary, like alive, contrived and looming, assuming evil! And, the sky, Oh my, that sky was black, was really, really black, Black hole, black, to be exact! And, he saw the landscape of this place, had really strange rocky nooks, brooks, and strange dark colored valleys in it! And the sky had no stars, and, that was so not right! It, looked like it might bite! And pray tell, from hell, something scary was just up ahead of him, seated like sin! This thing was some kind of big bird, sitting straight ahead of him watching him, without saying a word!

It was, " The Jahisoo," the gate keeper bird!

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It was huge and blue too, and it stood out against the black sky, sitting on a mountain top, looking at Baby Jesse, with one eye! The Jahisso, was a gigantic bird, with a long, long curved metal beak, that was sharp, and pointy like a killer sword of death! The Jahisso, was the guardian of the entrance to upper world of the land of the " Fraxtalxkaka hoofffwa!" Its job was too keep, . . bad souls, and demons, and miscreants, from the deep underworld, from getting up to outside world. And, Baby Jesse saw it, and it saw Baby Jesse!

And, it said ;" I see you peek a boo," and, Baby Jesse, said," I see you, peek a boo, too, fool!"

That was bad move on Baby Jesse's part, because, now, the bird heard them fighting words, and was frankly quite angry, and now, Baby Jesse found himself in another, whole lot of mess of big trouble!

Hello, said the bird pretending to be friendly and very nice to little Baby Jesse.

Why don't you come a little closer, and have a spot of lunch with me today? I bet you like lunch? Lunch, he said acting real nice to him?

Baby Jesse, was starving and accepted the invitation to have lunch. And he was enthralled with this marvelous big, big bird, thinking it was like the other big yellow bird he saw on, The Muppets Sesame Street, the children program on TV!

And, he was like totally unaware of this birds bad reputation. And, so he came closer, and closer and the closer he got, he became mesmerized with the birds big eye which Baby Jesse didn't realize was hypnotizing him . . was hypnotizing him, was hypnotizing him totally! Are you hungry he asked? Yes, answered Baby Jesse, softly and truthfully!

Come here!

So baby went over to him, and he put on his napkin and washed his hands, and put some salt and pepper on Baby Jesse. And dipped his beak in a jar of mayonnaise and put a little on Baby Jesse, and put some lettuce and tomatoes on Baby Jesse, and picked Baby Jesse up, and placed him in a nice soft brown roll and made a sandwich, with him inside, and was just about to open his mouth and eat him, when Baby Jesse woke up, in the nick of time, out of the hypnotic trance, and realized, he was going to eat him for lunch? Baby Jesse, was shocked, changed into Super Power Boy, and sprung into action, pointed his fingers at the bird, aimed at the bird, and shot the bird in the eyeball with a big thunderous thunder bolt :

BOOM!

The roar the mighty lightening blast, by contrast, rocked the heavens, and the big bird burst into flames, and changed from blue to red hot, like bad dream fot, and went to grab, Baby Jesse, but Baby Jesse, got mad, disappeared, and flew past the gate with such haste and speed, he caused a sonic BOOM! The BOOM, caused an earth quake, and the mountains began to fall over, like a scared red rover, more over the black sky filled with smoke, as Baby Jesse, thank God, Baby Jesse awoke, and joked, rapping a song :

Bird, haven't you heard : haven't you heard bird?
Yo, I was born on the streets of earth,
on me, for whats its worth, you tried pull a crime ,
eat me, like sweet dime,
yo, me, I don't think so, yo, see, I fly, knock ya in yo eye,
Yo, Baby, don't need no car!

You're a bad, bad, birdie, yes you are , yes you are,
You're a bad, bad, birdie, yes you are , yes you are,

Bet, let it be said, Bad birdies don't get to far, put it in a glass jar that'll break! Tested positive?
No matter where you flew, yo, messing with me is a big boo boo, OH? Do you feel me earth quake, bro?
For heaven sake back off , yo, if you know, whats the red line you crossed : hey, bro, back off, back off!
It'll be good for heaven sake, soft Baby!
Whether a walking, talking, yo jezebel fool, running or taking a car . . OH!

You're a bad, bad, birdie, yes you are , yes you are,
You're a bad, bad, birdie, yes you are , yes you are,

Who said you got sticks?
You don't got no tricks and no treats in your star!

OH, You're a bad, bad, birdie, yes you are , yes you are,
You're a bad, bad, birdie, yes you are , yes you are,

Later !

BOOM!

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Thanks to Super Power Boys, lightening speed, he was able to fly fast, and he whizzed past The Jahisso bird, who was not paying attention to him because he was so busy!

He was busy, trying to put out the fire on his bird feathers which caught on fire when Baby Jesse shot him with a lighting bolt!

So, Baby Jesse, was able to get away and he flew throughout the long, long red escape tunnel, they called, Yitodlopaz, that leads him outside to the Land of Magic Muffy Worm people!

And, boy, was Baby Jesse, amazed, how incredibly beautiful, it all was!

The earth, here was hollowed out, and was instead, composed of suspended mountains, floating in the air, all linked to each other!

These were, big, big gigantic mountain ranges going all the way up in the sky, oH my!

The floating magic mountains were home to the Magic Muffys.

And they were completely covered in thick green forests!

And it was spectacular to see it all, so, Baby Jesse flew around, and around site seeing, and found a place in the forest with delicious looking fruits, so he immediately, flew down and feasted, eating them. Baby Jesse, poor boy, he was oh just so, so hungry. It was at that time, it dawned on him someone in the forest, was watching him while he was eating an applewapples!

And lo and behold,

It was one of the Magical muffy worm peoples children!

These people were born tiny, and grew to the height of what we would consider to be a midget, and would stay small, all their entire life. And, their parents would dress them as tiny babies, a lot,very often, and a couple of times, when they were going through,

what they called," The Coo Sha Mahalf fa," stages : "their intensified frisky incubation in heat reproductive stages."

It was usually at that time, the girls would normally get pregnant, and then a again when they a little older! Once, they were old enough, a couple of hours at least, their parents dressed them, in suitable clothing. Since, they only lived for a day, sometimes they would stay in that same clothes, all day, while others would be changing their fashionable clothes, every couple of hours or so, to keep up with, The Jones!" But, these, alast, were usually the rich ones, who could afford that luxury.

Many of them, on their skin, were born and blessed with marking of black and white patches, sign of powerful fertility and prowess! But would lose these markings as they got old. But, nevertheless, the markings were considered scared, because, to them in their culture, it was a sign of eternal youth and the royal processes, of physical changes of mother nature and puberty!
This child, was a beautiful looking child, that looked like a doll.

She was a little smaller than Baby Jesse.

She was, perhaps two feet or so tall, not much more. And she was small, tiny, and, as with all children, her little head looked big, for her cute little body!

Her face, was big and round, and skin was brite and shiny, and she had skin like a cows, with funny looking black and white patches on it!

And her eyes were black and sparkled magically, when she looked at you. Her green hair looked funny too, cause it was sticking up from her head!
Her mother, apparently tied rubber bands around a couple of sections, so that it stood up, ticking out in different directions, all funny like.

She wore around her little neck a little light purple and white striped plaid handkerchief , and she was wearing a tiny dress in poka dot blue, and a kids yellow tee shirt with a sacubu cartoon design on the front!

It was so charming her outfit, seems these people were very fashionable, telling by how they dressed their kids!
And her hands, were so small and with tiny baby fingers, just like Baby Jesse's!

And her neck was long, she had one sock on!
On, her right foot, she had one, but her other foot was bare,
and she was just as cute as can be,
but this meeting by chance would change her and his destiny.
She was fascinated looking at Baby Jesse, and would stare,
and stare.

Looking at him, there, busy without a care, gobbling down cherries, candied watermelons, and munching on the apples, when.

OH, OH!

Suddenly he looked up, heard her in the bush, and turned his head in her direction and saw her peeking.

It caught him by surprised and startled him, and frightened him at first and he jump up!

Who was that he thought?

Who was that, Who was that?

It was a little girl named Miss Mollyboney, but, when she saw him catching her spying on him, she got spooked too, and suddenly got up, and sprang to her feet in retreat!

And ran way scared, but she tripped and fell off the mountain, and would of fallen to her death, if it weren't not for Baby Jesse, who saw her fall off the cliff, and went immediately to her rescue, right away, and flew down and caught her in his arms, and flew back with her, and brought her back to her parents safely.

And, thats when Baby Jesse, got introduced to the strange people of this fabulous world. The Magical Muffy Worm, people!

Later on a totally different, encounter, he met this fellow, and interestingly, no sooner did he meet the guy, he upped and dropped dead, and died! At first, Baby Jesse, didn't understand what was going on.

Because, soon as the guy kicked the bucket, and died, another one of his buddies, would cook him and eat him.

It was a strange land in deed!

It was a very, very strange land!

But, what Baby Jesse was about to learn, there that here in this land, was a time zone, specter of an, designed limiter,

"Operant Eventuating Time Modulation,"

in this Magical Muffy Worm specie!

What that means is these guys whole life is only a day long!

From baby to old man, and they eat their dead to honor them rather than burry them, it was considered a cultural norm, A normal thing every body did! Baby Jesse was shocked to learn this fact, but, then he had so much to learn, so very, very much to learn, for the world was his playground, and wow, what a big, big wonderfully strange world it is, too!

He nether had to think about time, and how slow or how fast it goes by! What is time, he thought?

Time is said to be, Time! Can't see it or touch it or take a bite out of it, its, just there like air! Where is time? Is there a Time Mother, and Time Daddy, and little baby times, asked Baby Jesse to himself? If not, why not? Every body has a mommy, doesn't Time? Time is a dimensional device measurement, in which events, can be ordered, from the past through the present into the future!

Time is [ served as standards for units of time. ] an notion or illusion, which the living people of the worlds, devise or make up as a measurement to tell the difference from one time from another time!
So, to adjust,to it, to function in a System of existence, or a programmed matrix!

What time is it in " Fraxtalxkaka hoofffwa!"land, in the section inhabited by the Magical Muffy Worm people?

How is time measure to make your self survive, to make your self thrive?

Lets, use as an illustration of relative comparison, human peoples current time device policy, as it now stands, in you're, so called contrived year you called 2012 ,On Earth!

What is Muffy times criteria?

They live only for one day!

Many, many types of creatures in Mother Natures big vast worlds, in the universes, live differently from the humans of Earth! The Magical Muffy Worm people, Well, currently, a month [ 30 days ] is a minute in the life of a Magical Muffy person. If each sixty minutes or an hour is equal to [ 1800 days in an hour ] : 1800 days =1 hour x 24 hours =43200 days which divided by a human year of 365 days, would mean a muffy life span on average is currently is around, . . . roughly 118 years, more or less human years in a day, although some have been known to live to 150 years old. And, there was a case on record, of a guy, who lived to be nine hundred years old, but he was a genius, mutant, aversely affected by a nuclear explosion , his name was Magic Micky Dicky. And Magic Micky Dicky, was a famous Muffy! He did a lot in his long day of life!

Magic Micky Dicky, or Fush, Dickymoloscanhousnigani, was famous, and a Bordigian, from northern Prefectas of Godbaixh. His full name was Dickymoloscanhousnigani, but every one called him, Magic Micky Dicky for short! And he has many statues of him in the public squares all over the city of Godbaixh!

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Now, in this land, the folks have a culture, where they put the word, Fush," a word of respect in front of a name of honor, which in this case is ,"Fush," or as you say in your world, " Lord," so, that every one remembers his memory, and calls him Lord Magic Micky Dicky, or Fush Magic Micky Dicky! Now Magic Micky Dicky, got married early the first time, when he was three years old, and had several wives, and ninety children! And, he worked as a Space Engineer, for Vihas, which is a Government Space Aeronautic Division of the Government here in Godbaixh, and it was he, who developed," Yickuswhops, " or translated, the Hopperchines vehicles, and he personally invented the Mohodignga02, which is a small lightweight space craft flying car, thats very popular here, in the southern hemisphere of the " Fraxtalxkaka hoofffwa!" And Baby Jesse saw them flying all over the place . . They were small and looked a little bit like a car with wings! Baby Jesse, saw so many strange things! Baby Jesse thought it was great to be here! it was a great experience!

What a magnificent time this was for Baby Jesse, for here, amongst these people, he was thought of as a really unique good person, and a hero, because he came to help them and as soon as he got there , he used his ability to fly to save a little child, called miss Mollyboney!
And Miss Mollyboney, it turns out to be one of, Fush Magic Micky Dicky's children, and she likes Baby Jesse, and she tells him she likes the way he looks, and tells him he's amazing just the way he is! Baby Jesse is impressed, too! So he told her to take his hand and he will take her flying in the sky over this magic land with him! And, wow, she was so happy to get an invitation to fly, and said yes! She said to him, go ahead, Baby Jesse, hit me with your best shot Baby, take me away! And, so he grabs her by the hand and zooms away with her, up, up into the blue sky for a nice ride high, high in the skies . . .

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"BIG REX"

- The tender side -

"Beware of the man who owns his brain, to you, he will appear insane"

Today she was wearing, earrings shaped just a little like stars, and was dressed in an over sized, long sleeve mans, white shirt, that came down way pass her crouch, and skin tight seamless sweat jeans, without a belt. The cool jeans with holes on the right thigh, were tight, left nothing to the imagination.

So American she, typical of American women, whose culture teaches freedom of delicateness and prettiness, and feminine expression and openness, and most of all, "What you see is what you get."

She shows it off as is customary with American girls, and is unashamed to give you an eyeful!

When you love someone you always feel insecure, so BR, smart devil, that he is, would comfort her, and tell her that what ever you want, lady you got it, and the Cowboy would tell her often, he loved her, and that she was for real to him, and he needed her.

He'd do the same to Saddie, too, balance was king, thought, BR. It was his thing! The man, displayed, little by little, that his gamesmanship was on the ball, and proving him to be a hard core Cowboy lady killer!

So, it was that Monday afternoon at two thirty, we see her, this black hot momma, the intriguingly beautiful Antoinette Mungi Boccia, Boccia thinking to her self deep perplexed thoughts that day. She knew BR, had said to her, he was bringing a very special lady friend over for me to meet.

Why does things like this happen to me, asked Boccia to her self silently?

I knew what he meant. He had discussed her with me, he told me how nice she was, what a good mother he thinks she might make, and all! He told me everything!

He wanted to start a family with another girl besides me, she thought to herself, and when I saw BR, he was advancing walking with Saddie by his side, hand in hand towards me smiling and waving!

I pretended it was fine! He flashed his handsome grin at me, again, and I roared," YES," inside me quietly.

Why does things like this happen to me, asked Boccia to her self silently?

He proudly was bringing his new addition to our family, up to me. They looked cozy, but nevertheless since this new type of marriage, was new not just for Big Rex, Saddie and me, we did what we had to, we pretended to be as pleasant as possible, word of mouth is this fact, we needed each other.

I wanted a boy child, and I want Big Rex to be his daddy, I whisper to myself. If I am gone to have my child survive in this crazy new world, if anybody could make him survive. It was Big Rex! I'll bet my life on it!

I want him of course all by myself. Alone if possible, if not so what, I'll make do, and that is the truth, don't know how much I will get along with his other, girlfriend , wives what ever, but long as I got time with him, I will make do.

He rivets me to the bed like no men ever did, I kid you not, don't know, don't know what he's fractally got, but whatever it is he's got a lot, a kicker in him!

What can I say, I am woman, post world woman, and a woman without man in world like this, to sustain herself is lost, unless she got a man with balls! The world, the good time party world, I knew is over. Done for, is destroyed, not, not the same. So, best go with it, anyway you can, thats what I think!

Anyway, as they approached closer, BR's, eyes caught mine, and we, and the other girl, Saddie, chatted casually, being politically correct, and he introduced Saddie to me smiling, meet wife number two! And I got to say, things kicked off to a good start, considering. And, like dutiful dudes wanting to get along, we exchanged pleasantries!

Even though as one woman to another, underneath it all, I am sure, she wondered, just who of the two of us, would he favor to love more, but that was a question for way, way down the road.

Now, is now, man, and thats all I can handle, I said to myself inside, so I smiled, hugged her, kissed her cheek twice, pretended to be as nice as possible, and of course leaned over to him, too, and stretched up and planted a light love kiss on his cheek! he pecked me back and patted my ass. So, check this out, while were standing there, BS'ing for a bit, BR, surprised us girls!

He popped the question to us both cleverly like the sneaky fox, he is!

He pushed back his Cowboy hat back. He rolled his eyes back in his head, then straightened his head, and looked at both of us, squinted his eyes and said : If any of you Cowgirls, want to marry me, you get to ride my Harley Davison motor Bike, anybody want to ride my bike?

We both knew he had them, being tuned up in the cave, but weren't expecting this!

We looked surprised, because we were! We looked at each other smiling and yelled : I do! I want to ride! We do!
Take me, I said laughing beaming at him and sure enough, the big Cowboy man, tilted his Cowboy hat down real cool like, you know like : " he's the bad drama mojama rama, a new trick a minute," man, that he is!

He pulls his cowboy had down to keep the sun light out his eyes, and he squinted his black eyes at me, then at Saddie, they were cold as ice but I'd be lying to you if I didn't say that, we dug him totally, and his off the wall, dangerous craziness, and rough bad boy good looks!

He smiled, at us, put on his dark blue sunglasses. Saddies pushed away his long hair out of his face. She pinched his belly and patted it. And, he smiled at her, then at me, and graciously took us by the hand, like a man, and led us ladies to where he had the big motorcycles hidden!

We were trilled, and I sighed,' Oh oooo,' and by the look on Saddies face, you knew she was happy! And as for me, lordy miss clawdy, girl I was so scared, for I never seen one up close, let alone, been on one. But If Saddie was up to the job, I thought, what the hell so was I!

I didn't want to appear to be a wimpy sissy, even though thats who I am!

Wow, the bike was big! It was shiny and brite red, and a three seater too, with big headlight bulbs, framed in shiny chrome, front and back!

Aren't they dangerous I asked?

BR, put his hand on his hips, like I was nuts, shook his head, meaning no.

Turned to me, looked deep into my eyes.

I could feel his soul caressing my soul, assuring me everything is fine and will be OK!
He looked at me and smirked, he open his lips and said real sexy like, dangerous? Of course Boccia, come on baby, be crazy hop on my bone lets roam, sugar! The way he said it melted me like butter on hot toast!

The man was crazy, but crazy or not, he could talk your panties off! I think I'd do anything for this man!

And he looked at me and smiled when he said roam, and I could see his eyes roaming all over my body. Got me warm! And my apprehension disappeared, no fear!

I was raring to go! I was now, Boccia, the motorcycle girl! Girl, if my momma could see me now, she'd say my fool daughter, and call me super nuts!

But, I am big girl now, got to make my own way! If this is where life takes me, here below the big blue skies, on his clean machine, then thats where i'll go, thought boccia.

Big Rex, asked : Boccia you like my Harley horse?

Of course I replied softly back, knowing he likes it like that.
He and I know he wasn't really talking about the motorcycle. BR, was yakking off his big mouth talking about sex to me secretly!

Sex is like Mathematics : Add a cot, lay on it a lot like a bed, plus a man to get you hot red, if you can that said, and embraceable you, wait nine months too! Surprise! They'll be three of you! And, you wonder who done it? Who got you pregnant? Duh? 1+1=3?

Year, an old-line we ladies toss around at joke parties in private, but seriously, we were all getting ready to get on board!

We climbed on,

BR, had his cowboy hat on, his shades, his long leather pouch with his shotgun in side, strapped to his back, his sword, and as always around his waist, his gun-holster with his two pistols! Why, lordy me, I don't know. This is supposed to be a fun time site seeing tour, we are not shipping out to a war zone! But!
Why, I thought to my self, why take so many weapons where ever you go, he even takes a dagger stuck in his waist band, I will never know!

But, he's the boss! A crazy, crazy fool boss, but we love him, so hey, so can't tell the man nothing, he's the man!

And who else is ready?

Saddie, who in a blink of eye hopped on the back seat before I could, she beat me to my man, making understand my man was her man too, and placed her arms around BR's mid section and cross her palms upon his chest, like she was strapping her self on to a rocket that was about to take off into outer space!

This girl, HMMMnn, thought to my self, honey she is too much! She made her fat big, butt, buttery self comfy, holding on to him tight.

I could tell she was horny raunchy, cause she must of just gotten laid, because she had a certain kind of continuous smile plastered all over her stupid face.

She kept smiling, being a woman, I could tell it, nothing makes a woman's smile glow like that, like just getting laid!

Boccia thinking other self : This bitch called Saddie, what ever this little johnny come lately, queen of Sheba was doing, she better learn to share him with me, thats all I can say, other wise there will be nowhere run, no where to hide!

Hop on Boccia BR, told me smiling with a big grin.

So I held my breathe and did, but, I had grab and held on to Saddie, She was the eager beaver who got on first and beat me to grabbing onto BR, on the bike!
It's a different feel and tone holding a woman around the waist, than it would be if in had my arms around BR's waist. But, what I got was to hold her waist, so thats the way it goes, it's too late now! BR, put his foot on the pedal.

And so, the three of them took off to explore and see what they could see and enjoy themselves doing it, cause BR, had packed some bottles of liquor in his saddle over the back seat to make sure of that.

So, they were off, and every thing was going hunky doorey but, lo and behold, talk about bad timing, seems mother nature decided it was time to have a sudden rain storm, and by the look of the sky, boy these guys were in for a big down pour in a couple of hours!

Up until then, They were happy go lucky folks, zooming along, checking the scenery.

Not every thing was pleasing to us, cause we saw a lot of bad stuff. As you must imagine we found terrible things.
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Stopping here and there, when they saw something strange, or of interest. The saw a car upside down, or sometimes a whole bus sticking out of the ground!

They found some building sticking out too!
They found the remains of what appeared to be dead cows, or something. They also saw dead horses or something like a moose with antlers, it was hard to tell what it was because the bodies were partially missing or badly decomposed!

And as they traveled, between two mountains, they saw what look like valley full of crushed and twisted cars and sailboats all smashed together like a soup! It was unbelievable the amount of destruction they saw, but stranger still, this was Arizona but, the cars had Russian license plates on them?

Current passenger license plates series since are in black on white background
The registration consists of one small letter, followed by three numerals and two small letters.
To the right of the plate, there is small panel with three numerals above the oval," RUS" and a tiny Russian flag on it.
What are all these cars from Russia, doing here, in the desert tossed around in all this debris? It was all over the place. It all we could see, lots and lots of debris.

As they drove along, they found buildings sticking out of the sand and wet mud, with Russian names on them. Could it be possible, the northern hemisphere be down here, but without the freezing temperatures, was the question?
The team of three, two women and he, debated as they kept riding further into the unknown lands on their motorcycle bike.

Could Alaska be moved down in to hot desert?

The landscape was torn up, and some sections there skeletons here and there. Could those bones be the bone of eskimos?

How'd they get down here? Or maybe down here is not down here anymore? The continents shifted big time and what was up is down, down is up?

But, wait, it gets worse, Boccia needed to go to the bathroom, so BR, drove over to where there was this big mountain, so she could do it. And she walked to hide her self from them, and get a little privacy, behind a boulder, and she notices the desert sand below her, when she touched it was freezing cold, and when she made pee pee, the urine stream, she made, washed away some sand and exposing, the white ice below.

So, she immediately told them what she saw, they came over and BR, using his boot checked it out and kicked some of the sand away and sure enough, it turns out this big mountain is only the tip of an gigantic ice shelf, covered over with sticky sand and dirt, making appear to look like a mountain. But it was really a gigantic ice burg covered with a light layer of sand, and it was sticking up out of the earth, and it must be hundreds of miles long underground!

And some of these big boulders, were slowly melting, and when he brushed off the sand, it looked like it some parts that was near the upper surface was semi transparent, and, its hard to believe but, it had some kind of big frozen animals inside of them?

And, that got BR, to thinking, what they had seen before as dead animals that, BR, assumed were dead animals he thought were possums, upon examining one, turns out, were really dead seals. Seals, the bodies of dead seals, laying out in the wastelands in the middle of a desert?

Another, real killer shock was when BR, drove pass a creature that looked like it had antlers on its decomposed skull, a northern Eurasian moose from Alaska, down here in deserts of Arizona?

Thats what they were finding and seeing now, and they were only about twenty miles away from the camp, made them wonder, what kind of strange finds, lay ahead of them a hundred miles away?

Meanwhile, the sky was certainly getting mighty, mighty dark and cloudy, and by the looks of things, looks like rain was finally gone catch up to them, and spoil their outing!

Then the winds began to blow, and a strange breeze was heard in
the winds, sounding awfully strange , like a wild cat or something : Meowoooo meowoooowwwwduck!
Then, Boom a big sound rocked the heavens, it was the thunderclap, clap of the thunder shooting through the sky startling everybody, rocking every bodies ear drums extraordinarily loudly! Its now, one thing to hear thunder normally, but it's totally another thing to get to hear the loudness of thunder when you got a planet hovering above your head that bounces it up and down instantaneously, only a couple miles up. It creates a corridor that channels the sounds intensity. The noise vibes reverberation bounces really hard and shakes your brain up in your head quite bit. You really hear it loud like! And, The girls were getting mighty squeamish and all, as sun light disappeared and slowly the dark clouds rolled on in between the two Earths, the upper and the lower!

Something was gone happen.

Well sir, BR, He was just riding along, happily all alone and he got these chicks hot for him all to himself, but at the same time, being out here seeing what he was seeing made him sad, worried, and very apprehensive and the girls too!

Seriously contemplating how this was gone pour cold water on the party of sexual hot fun he originally had in mind, but, the best way of not shooting himself in the foot with the ladies, and coming off like he didn't give a dam about the plight of those less fortunate dead folks, they saw, that didn't make it, was to realize they could always party later, he thought.

So, plan B, was to go along, now that they are out here and checking out all the damage, which they could now see, thanks to the fact they had the motorcycle to travel with and view with their own two eyes, just what the hell was going on far from the camp!

Being stuck back at camp, you know things are really bad, but seeing it out here like this, a world totally destroyed before your very eyes, well it's not the same thing. Out here its up close, it's up close and personal.

As we were running by the desolation, we all fell silent by it. Over whelmed by it all. Boccia was crying, and Saddie was saddened too!

BR, who always was running his in mouth had shut up, pondering in his mind to himself trying to make heads and tails of all this, seeking the truth blazing in real life visions, tempted by the hopeless strapless surreal thoughts, about the profundity of why and how death of his world occurred with him in the middle of it, and survive and why? Big questioned! Heavy unanswerable inquiries, no satisfactory solutions or simple answers!

And, he didn't like the fact, that things were getting gloomy, after all this, was supposed to be a happy sight seeing, out of doors type day. It was supposed to be a fun trip!

He thought he'd try to get some fun back into their trip, and he thought he could do that, by taking the bike up a hill that was just up ahead in front of them.
And do some dare devil spins, but it didn't turn out that way, at all!

They got back on the bike and BR, wanted to drive up the hill, he thought it would be fun!

As they were driving along, It was going well, but as they got half way up, the motorcycle's front wheel, slipped and fell over. BR, managed not to loose control, and stopped, and he got off, to take a look, at what happened, and saw the wheel had slipped on ice hidden just below the sand! And he wasn't watching where he placed his foot, and suddenly he tripped over, falling and hit his forehead on a rock!
Well, he said, dammit, you never know when a problem gone pop you in the head, and boy, I certainly, shit, I certainly didn't see this happening to me.

I hit my head really bad, he thought to himself. I knew I was in trouble, cause I felt dizzy. I tried to put on a macho man look, but, that's because, the girls, they were here with me. I wanted to appear strong! But, the fact was I was feeling bad, real bad, and felt it was only going to get worse!

Best thing was for me to get the girls back on the bike, and get back to camp real fast.
BR, asked Boccia, are you all right?
Nope, Boccia, my head, my head he said to her, rubbing his forehead which now was bleeding. I got a bad blow on my head, I said! Look, you guys, you're not going like this but I want to turn around, and get back to town. Saddie, said with a worried look on her face, you want help, baby? Can we do anything? No!
I believe I need, I need to see the Doc, back at the camp, fast!
Come on get on! We're heading back! We're outta here! Nothing like this ever happen to me! My head hurts bad, I said!

He and the ladies were at a lost, as to why things turned out the way they did!
BR, returned to thinking about the fate of the world, as he drove back. I didn't want to alarm the girls, so I didn't tell them everything,

But I was losing my vision, and I didn't want to drive, but I had to. Fact was, it was dangerous driving back, cause I could of blacked out too, anytime, and crashed, but luckily I knew I would get back one way or another, before I pass out!

All a tiny minded twisted man like him could figure, was for what ever the reason, nature stopped and destroyed the old world, she did what she did it, and it was for him a challenge and an opportunity, to start the world anew, if he only could make back to the camp alive!

He was to get these two woman pregnant and any other woman he could, and start the whole world over again, if he can. That's all! Simple! KISS, keep it simple stupid! It was his new mission! Kissing! Something he always liked to do!

He tried to keep his mind off the pain, as he drove back, and thought about the women he had!

He had had a lot of women in his day, and his day wasn't over by far, he hoped!

When he got back, he went and sought help from Doctor Chan. Dr. Chan attended his wounds, and gave BR, something strong to make him sleep, and told he must stay their for the night! All they had was a tiny medical facility that was basically a few large rooms that they had constructed, for emergencies.

BIg Rex, sits down, closes his eyes for a second, and takes a little time to rest, and get his thoughts back together, and day dreams a bit, trying hard to forget what had happened and the things he saw! He tries to escape reality for minute!

He came out there to have fun sight seeing day trip, and make love with his girls, but, seeing the world, the horrific sight of all this destruction, side tracked the good mood he was in, and the girls with him.
His crazy head, is what it is. It is a crazy mind that is departing amorphously from the present time, to past time, drifting backwards to another time and place located in a funky Fractal reality.

Back, in his memories, when he gets to feeling larger then his mind actually is, larger then time, he thinks back, it is back, far away, way back, his thoughts now adrift, in a day dream trance, this man, mind drifts back in time to a mental displaced time loop stupor, and there he goes down the throat of dark places, with different faces and he drifted off silently.

It is back along time ago in this thing, he calls a mind. He, does something, he reaches for it. That thing is the Fractal shaped Snowflake whistle.

The lucky charm jewelry, he wears on a leather string around his neck.

The foundation Fractal forces, dwells in all manor of things, both big and small for it can and in this case lives in the sizzle of a whistle! The good forces force, is size-less! It is a feeling. Like time it cannot be touched. But it is alive. And like time you can travel through it, too, but when you do. its going to affect you one way or another!

Thing, it is, a thing, upon which all life's lucky'ness or lack there of depends.

And ever, mind, what we saying here in kind, everybody depends, that's right, you might, you just might say, think, you're thinking, that you're apart, and oh so not in this story! But, sister, brother are you one mistaken fellow, me, we, everybody, got you so over, for he is you, and you is he, and the story is an illusion of a time loop truth happening in your head, that said, in the mystery of the drooping looping, that occurs all around you, in the time spacial fabric of membranial, super multifaceted levels of the Minds, mind of eternal time, or as they call it for those who are not in the loop, not in the know of things in the dark of night, and what they do upon you, there we swear a soul glows, that knows.

And go it to you into deep, Magical Fabrical, spreading sweep of creeping time, inside and out of the mind.

What time creeps by slower, dead time, time or your time?

Can slow-motion creeping time, creep slower than another?

But each, shall put hipness, him-ness, by names or things, be it with that what it is mined, extracted ore, adored, up no way, down this day, we extract him-ness, and we see him, as inside the realms of his mind, he rides, in his strides to find that which escapes him. Him! For he, like the illusive you, is hard to find too! Did you have you a daydreamed back to your past time in your mind too?

Come along, come along, into his daydream, it's going to get, get awfully interesting.

Now, with more personalities in store!
And, he could, he could, switch on you and talk to, to you too! In whole new voice in a minute!

That's, what we call a genuine time looper or what they awe at, in something they call the [ Atatipochibendada ] [The Theory of Anti Time Communications ]

But, anyhow, it's now, now time, that he's gone take advantage of, and you ask whose that?

Who?

BR?

BR, the man daydreamed, drifted back in time, in the time loop, and he has returned back, back, back to where he was a wild younger guy, more wild than he is now, hitching a ride cross country in the dead of the night!

Call him, what, you will, an ass outcast, a wild child, Cowboy, hobo, mo joe, but with a touch of class!

He be riding the trains, as they did, in the old wild west days, when people on the run, would hop aboard a freight car to run and try to ride and hide and erase them selves, out of country, out of mind, out of sounding kind. If only he could, in his mind, being in here, this freight car is in his mind, riding the train into the this town called," Lavender."

And the train pulls in, and he's standing there in the side door of the this big railway car, thats old, and rusty, and worn and torn, and this car, is where they would carry the animals! He is the animal tonight, he is the animal tonight, but empty tonight is this car? He is the animal in it tonight!

Why would a man with money and gold, ride in secret like the poorest of the poorest, why?

Only he knows, don't seek money, don't seek fame?
Fate is to blame? Only he knows, Only he knows!

Anyway, he would disguise himself as a lowlife.
In the shadows, the orange glare of the towns light reflects on his fair face, his eyes sparkled in the dark night. The stars are out tonight, as a wolf in the mountains howls his head off, in the moonlight.
Anyhow, the train pulls into town. So, it pulls up, slows down to a stop, and quiet as sunday mouse in the whore house, BR, hops off heading for the all night bar.

It's about eleven o'clock, nock on wood time, in this here old sleepy outpost, here in middle of the night, smack dab in the hot Arizona desert country!

Where you got cactus for trees, and lowdown sneaky friends, that'll rob you and your mother blind, that are heartless as thieves.

This place, where bad people, and desperadoes, come to hide from the law, is just off the outskirts of time.

In between the streets, of solitary lonely-ness and desperation, is BR's territory.

The big white moon is out! The big towns heart is black, The night is dark and under attack, but, despite it all, you can her call, the happy, happy wild boisterous voices of the crowd enjoying gay music pouring out of the bar, the light in the bar be always on, just like muggers never go to sleep, it never goes out! Them night folks, they know what it is all about. Live, drink, love now, fellow forget tomorrow, drink up, lets get mellow!

They keep on and keeping on, don't stop, are always out : Lights are in their eyes, their hearts are dark though, and cut out!

Only party goers, and Honky tonky sparkies, are out roaming the streets at night.

Players, you will know are playing when they say to you, you a friend of mine, as they pick pocket you, while smiling in your face!

Where are the good folks, ain't around, ain't any, and the one or two boney skinny ones still alive, why, they, they in bed scared red praying!

While the boogey man and his boys, are out playing dice, as BR walks down the street stepping on the mice with his heavy cowboy boots, one by one, he be stomping on them!

He heads for the rowdy bar on the corner, back then, another name for a bar was a saloon! A Saloon was the wild west type of bar, where everyone smoked a cigar, even the big blond women, smoked a cigar. They put it up to their pretty red lips, smile and puff away till next may.

Where all the old Cowboys and Cowhands, and Cattle men, dandy's veiled as gamblers, would hang out! Anyhow, BR, would be dressed in his old tattered dark brown leather wind breaker coat. He got his Cowboy hat on, his eyes looking, and his trigger finger nimble and at the ready! And coming in his direction was this attractive blond infection, with a cute little navy type shaped hat on the top of her head, and fair skin, blue eyes, and red lips that would make a mans heart skip!

Anyways, she was a drunk pretty girl, who had to many, and stumbled by, caught his eyes, and saw the woman looked she like she was unsteady, she been drinking to many. She stumbled and falls. BR, catches her and all, and asked her quite nicely, politely are you all right miss?
I'd hate to see you fall. Can I offer you my chair to rest for a second. Just a second till you feel a wee bit better, that's all?

The woman saw this man, and thought to her self, Hmmnn, truth is, truth is, I am drunk, and I know it. This Cowboy knows it, but instead, he upped and did what he did. Offered me a seat, how sweet! And I think that was neat! But, any other one or these men in here, would have grabbed me and invited to take another drink, knowing full well I am dead drunk already, and they would try in a flash to get me even drunker, so they can get in my panties! But not him! Not his cowboy! My gut feelings tells me I think he's good, my guts tell me, this is the bone, I should let take me home.

So she thinks to her self, I am drunk, so maybe I better sit in this chair he is offering me, "Thanks cutie for the chair, got to rest my derrière, she whispered and said, as she smiled sexily! Oh gosh, oh, oh dam, oh, oh, I feel so dizzy," said the pretty lady with her bosom hanging out, and that was the last words she spoke before she passed out.

Now what does he do?

Big Rex , sly, oh my is he ever the sly fox. Sly fox, that he is, takes advantage of the situation, and quicker than you can say one, two, three!

He ups and lies and tells the people a story, tells them he does, all of them, everybody, but everybody, standing around the saloon, that this is his lady, who just passed out in his arms.

That she is his woman, and acted like it to the tee!

The lady was his wife, and thats the way he acted and not surprising, the fools believed him, by how convincingly he was, assertively and direct. She's his property and picked her up straight away, took her in his arms, and proceeded to removed her promptly and left with her, took her to this joint, this tiny towns hotel, out in the outer most back part, of Nowheres ville USA.

Still, he's, this sly dog of gangster man, a humper doing what he knows he can! He had taken women many times before. It was as familiar, as the corner liquor store, or name on his door, or the cool sunglasses he wears everywhere he goes! Or the cowboy hat that he wears. Him and this place go way back!

He recognized that there, old fat ball headed dude, crude, named Fredrick! Frederick, Frederick, who was sitting on this tiny black, swiveling stool, and he was passing the time rocking his fat body around, and around on it, looking like an elephant sitting the point of a knife, going around and around, with his legs hanging down, and his dirty, untied, black old leather shoes, just barely touching the floor! And, Frederick, had a butt in his lips! Dude, was smoking, smoking' his big cigar butt, puffing on it, puffing, and blowing out playfully, circles of gray smoke, out of his throat, that were the size of bicycle tires, up in the air! They'd rise and pop on the ceiling there, and made the office look like it was in a deep fog! The old obese one, sat behind this, dumpy, shabbily painted, old, horrible light green, broken down front desk, with bullet holes in it! The sign on the desk said," Welcome!"
And, in this stinking tiny hotel office, was one dim, dingy, light bulb, that was hanging down on a three foot long black cord, shining light, like a dim flash light, down on top of his shiny, big, ball head! Enough said! And on the far left of the desk behind the man, there was a roach sitting on a half eaten sandwich too, looking at you!

Appearance wise, it was not at all the best, the place was a mess, doubly less, than the best, but, but it had rented rooms and beds he could rent! BR, smiled, thinking!

It was definitely sixth class and that's as bad as bad as you can get!

And, mind you thats speaking politely, generously, to say the least.

Baldly, gives him the once over!

The man, shows no expression, stone faced, his lips hanging down like a retard from Juilliard, and expressionless.

He knows the deal! He saw that the girl had passed out!

But, what the hell does he care! Maybe, this man who got her, he slipped her a mickey pill, to him, his job is to get them in, get them out. His job is to let what ever it is be, as long as he gets the money!

Pay me, that was the mans attitude, " As longs the John gives it up, pays up, I shut up."

Everything, as he would say is [BLEEPING ] fine!
So, he spits out a price to, BIG REX, and BIG REX's, frowns at him, real mean like, like he was gone bite his head clean off his fat neck!

The man, saw that, took a drag, and blew out a puff of smoke in the shape of a question mark, up in smoke filled office air, that froze there scared, and he blinked, and thinked, and he quickly backs down, with a better price thats sounds just right, and BR, nods his head in agreement. With the price right, he paid, and climbs the staircase to get laid, with the pretty babe, in his arms,
and kicks the door to room of love open and drops the sleeping lady down in bed. Turns the light out and makes hot passionate lusty love to the to love below.

[ 2 ]

Thus, this, Begs the question do you understand your mind?

[ 3 ]

MEANWHILE

WE LEAVE HIS FANTASY, LEAVE HIS DAY DREAMS!
We are back to reality but, today is not monday but the wednesday that is coming. The time? The time is 2:30 am wednesday morning, as the drama plays out in the camps make shift hospital, the campers some weeks back, finished constructing inside the large cave.

We see a woman, a nurse, its Judy, and she came by to make her rounds and check on a patient in the hospital, BR, who received a blow to the head, and appears to be in coma like sleep and heavily sedated. But, BR, he is the guy she dreams about and got a secret hot crush on! So in this case, because of her feelings, there is clearly a problem in this hospitals settings, where she is in control at this late hour, and there is an underlying conflict of love interests, that may wreak emotional havoc, that will put her professional behavior to remain impartial to the maximum test!

Here, what we are going to see is a female lust fantasy, played out a causal relationship existing between breach of duty, and her needs, and that of the patient entrusted to her care!
She knows you are supposed to check the chart for medication orders each shift to make sure that the impaired the quality of MAR, hospital status is correct, and she does so, and his meds. check out Ok!.
She's looking at his chart and checks the time and scribbles something on it, sighs and dutifully goes and checks his head, he's got a small bandage covering his right forehead where he got hit, and you can see some iodine stains as brown dots on his temple. She checks his pulse, his heart, and sticks her hand into her pocket of her maroon colored nurses uniform, pulls out a pink mini Ipad and updates data on his condition and plops it back into her pocket.
Then she quickly goes to the other side of the makeshift hospital room, places a small cardboard sign, with a handwritten note with green letters scribbled with a magic marker, that reads in big letters,"Do not disturb." She locks the door, and window and draws the heavy red curtains back. Now they are totally alone and private, as she continues attending to her patient.

Then she goes to the table where there is a metal silver round bowl of full of water, next to it is a white puffy towel laying there on the dark brown table. She takes up the towel, dips it in the water, and proceeds to wipe his forehead his neck and his face. She changes a bandage on his forehead, and notices the swelling has gone down substantially !
Judy takes a long deep sigh again, having a hard time sensing what she sees is real. She was living for a dream to be near him, and suddenly here he is. She was wishing, dreaming for a romance and in times like this is so mysterious, questions of her heart, of her feelings, and this man in front of her, for some reasons just being around him relaxes her inhibitions and attracts the hell out of her. She doesn't know why but this crazy man's got what she wants. The chemistry is there, she can't deny it as she looks down upon him, she feels romantic feelings stirring up in her, against her better judgement and against her will.

The woman turns out four of the five battery powered lights illuminating the room, leaving only one shinning down atop BR's, nude body with a white bed sheet tossed over him as he lays helpless and out cold in a deep sleep, laying still on the blue and silver hospital bed, that the campers had pulled out of the ships emergency room a while back.

All is dead quiet.

Everybody else is sleeping.

The only sounds are his heart, and her heart beating!

He's been unconscious all night since he drove the women back to the camp. He got them back safely, but then passed out and immediately collapsed, and has been like this ever since. Judy walks around his bed which is in the center of this large room. She circles it thinking her private thoughts, then she sits down in a chair in the corner looking at him. A few minutes later she gets up and she's walking even slower than before. She circles him again, this time casually letting her red fingers nails slide along the side of the bed as she walks around it, like a spider eyeing its prey.

Its coming back, the thoughts about him, she felt before. The secret feelings, she harbors in her heart for him. Things about him, she secretly admires, and his craziness, and his voice. She, can't help but look at him as she thinks about some of the things Saddie told her about him flood her memories. This guy doesn't belong to her but she feels in a way he does. Strange games the mind can play, and now a daydream for her too? She partakes in a mental fantasy, on a guy, she got a big crush on, in a very sexy inappropriate, way.

Judy, thinks, no one will find out?
Every one is asleep. He's knocked out completely on drugs, and asleep! The door is locked, the windows are shut and the shades are shut, and covered with curtains.

She's alone!
Alone with him.
Nobody else is home!, She stares, at him, and her mind is pulsing wild thoughts, lusty thoughts, when it ought not to!
But she's going down the rabbit hole!

She's going down.

And she thinks to herself :

I would give anything to have you, anything, you don't know what I got? The price of inequality! What on earth do you see in Saddie? What the hell do you see in Boccia? Dam fool, cruel! The women you chose don't have what, it takes; I can give it to you. Why should they taste the love I want, better they are not than me?
Stupidity?
Thinks the woman, as she takes his hand and rubs it against her belly. Imagine, my secret love what it would be to love me?
Give me a baby? I would love you like you have never been loved before, she says to him whispering as she holds his hand up to her breast. Why didn't you come and talk to me?

You stupid man, can't you see it in my eyes that I want you? Can't you? OMG, what is wrong? You belong to me? Don't you see? You don't know what you're missing? NO! I don't have a big butt. I don't have big breasts, but in bed I can make love to you the best, romance you, and drive you crazy, once you taste it no one else will do, that much I promise you my love.

My secret love. My secret heart! I am the one you need. Me, don't you see? Oh My God, this can't be happening. It can't, you, you are breaking my heart, breaking it in two! I can't stand it. I don't know what to do?

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What, blind fool art you, Cowboy fool, who fails me, who breaks me, temps me! Can eyes not see? can it? Can you not tell by my speech, i am no leech, I come from upper cultured gentry? Greater expectation, had no man, and whiles I wind up being your examiner, in the deepness of my heart, I glamour for your hands to rough me up like a wild dog.

Familiarity with my body you decline stupid, stupid fool you mere man. You sit, where you sit, sitting between the cabbages and the peas. But, since your in charge, your rank is subject of the echelons that defines, officer class, and you do what you please! Beside my love, that's why I offer my loins openly to you, and upon you, don't sneeze.

People are nosey and gossip goes around. You think I don't know about you? Huh? Saddie told me! She told me what you do in bed. Big shot! Shit! Oh my God, poor retched me, if you only hold me, hold me, me fool, take me in your arms, rape my charms.

Touch here, touch me there, and here! Dam you! She caught her self, talking to herself, and knew she was wavering and veering wildly from any course of rationality, but love is to blame! She thought, love is driving me insane. He doesn't he loves me. He is a blind fool! When he awakes, I will make him see me! If not? Oh Oh! Will I be trapped, trapped in the balance of my life in this camp, and you ignoring me? If others share their love with you, I must share mine too, but will he love me, she suddenly asked herself? And, Oh My God. What madness? Oh My God, wait a minute what if?
What if? What if you, you . . .
Oh no, what if he stays unconscious. Oh no, I never thought of that?

What if he dies in this coma, never will I have his child, never will his lips cruise my body? It is said after a day of rain, it will be sunny again, but what if you die? The natural order of things don't always turn out as we want, turn out as we hope. Oh my darling that can't be.

Can't! I want you now, take me, take, it, I am yours, wake up from your sleep!
I will join you in bed, we'll stay there making love forever. She cradled his face in her hands and reached down and with hungry open lips she kissed him, smothered his lips with hers, kissing him long and hard, wildly consumed with the passion growing inside of her. Lust cursing, driving her, driving her to be bolder! She had it, now! Now she had it! It was physically painful for her not to have him, then the unbelievable happened, as she was leaning over his head, her breast hung down and touched his face, and then, as she began massaging his bare chest, she noticed the white sheet begin to move up. He's got an slow erection. but an erection nevertheless! Her eyes suddenly where clue on it! It was like looking at the sun. She could turn away! It was hot! When she saw it raising up, pushing up and protruding upward from under the big, white sheet covering him from the waist down, it astounded her! Staring at it, she was so shocked, so scared, as she saw he was getting an arousal in his sleep, by her messaging and kissing him. Will he pop open his eyes and make mad love to her, or hate her for what she was doing?

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, Holy cow brain, insane, these folks got a problem, if they don't got a problem, they gone get a problem! But besides that, these folks, if they only knew whats in the dinner they think is so delicious, they might be inclined to pass! I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know I would, I'd skip eating big time! And the folks that was in that boat needs to get their heads examined quick! They got issues. I know BR and all his crazy wives, and Dizzy and The Captain do! These guys are mind blowingly unbelievable! Wow,
Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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Stories from THE FRACTAL FORUM CELEBRITY NEWS inspired by his work ; entitled, " SLURP " rendered and created by Master Tauruss66 in the year 2011 on Earth!

THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY
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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

FRACTKASODE SIXTEEN .3

"BIG REX"

- The tender side -

"Beware of the man who owns his brain, to you he will appear insane"

It was a mentally, way to horrific a spector, she, fractally bifurcated went crazy, crashed with a cerebral assassination transformation into unknown sciences of phenomena at microscopic scales, with a mental thought generating frequency constant, and a mental energy constant in inter proportionality in the frontiers of protonic realities called a FRACTKASODE .

A FRACTKASODE is an abstraction bifurcation branching off of realities experiences, in alternate parallel universes simultaneously.

Judy, had veered off the metaphysical movie reel in whose confines, quantization constraining past, present, and future, interact as a spatial three dimensional parallel reality. OH OH? She entered Fractal Reality.

Judy, had veered off the metaphysical movie reel, in whose confines quantization constraining past, present, and future interact as a spatial three dimensional parallel reality. She had entered Fractal Reality.

Judy was overwhelmed, she let go BR, and ran back throwing her self flat against the wall.
Judy was overwhelmed, she let go BR, and ran back throwing her self flat against the wall.
She began to tremble, her knees felt weak, she closed her eyes to scared to look.
She began to tremble, her knees felt weak, she closed her eyes to scared to look.

She felt for sure she had lost her self, had lost her sanity, hers was a red line, women never ever dare to cross, but, she not only crossed it, she hopped over happily, driven by sexual urges completely dominating her sexuality with the illusion no one would be the wiser!
She felt for sure she had lost her self, had lost her sanity, hers was a red line, women never ever dare to cross, but, she not only crossed it, she hopped over happily, driven by sexual urges completely dominating her sexuality with the illusion no one would be the wiser!
After all to break the law, there must be laws, and the rule of law died when the world died. BR, is the law and he in a coma, under her control! She will pleasure her lusty self sexuality as she sees fit, and as long as she wants, and no one, but no one will ever find out, not even her prey BR, this way he will know nothing!
After all to break the law, there must be some laws for heaven sake. and lets face facts ain't none now, the rule law went out the window! . BR, is the man and the dude is in a coma, under Judy's control! And girls just want to have fun! She will pleasure her lusty self sexuality as she sees fit, that'll be her way, or the high way, its what she wants! , and what the heck, thinks judy, no one, but no one will ever find out, not even her prey BR, this way he will know nothing!
Elevated sexual wind conditions blowing her rational mind away!
Elevated sexual wind conditions totally bugging her out and blowing her rational mind away!
She can keep him sedated for as long as she wants.
She can keep him sedated for as long as she wants.
Her mind reeling with strange feelings cravings!
Her head flipping out with the strange sick feelings cravings, with demons in side, and no where for a nice lady to hide!
She can't be blamed. She loves him more than life it self, hard, so hard to control herself.
She can't be blamed. She loves him she does more than anything else, hard to see that she is living dangerously. Sometimes, sometimes in life, its hard to come face to face with a love like what she feels. Hard to get by. So hard to control your horniness you felt in your self.
She knows she has the power to arouse him with a warm wet kiss! Judy, had her back up against the wall, in a nasty deep in a secret corner of her feminine mind.
Judy spends her time thinking about him. She's been missing him, since he's been away, and to see him here just lying helpless, hurts so much. I got a storm raging in me! Judy knows she has the power to arouse him with a warm wet kiss on his lips! Judy, had her back up against the wall, laying on the coat tails in a dark nook of her feminine mind.
Don't go there, Judy bluely , hesitantly rumbles and tenderly tells herself not to touch him!
Don't go there, Judy whispers, not, not, not to touch him!
She's just a woman doing the best she can!
She's just a woman doing the best she can!
Oh My God, help. My desirer kills me. Lapping at me hot, I never seen anything like this, this gotta be crazy, what I am thinking. Dragging me, to hold on, to want him, to want him now!
Oh My God, help. My desirer kills me. Love free me kill me or die trying, north and east of me, my breast yearn burn intoxicating me, beast in me, I never felt it strong this way before, must be my mind, oh nothing I can do? I want you! Oh shit, this is so crazy. The temptation is dragging me, to hold it, want to touch it. Never fell it, want him now!
Hot love surging.
Hot love surging, oh oooo no!
Judy, had her back up against the wall! Her love was here to stay, take, take this heart of mine baby!
Judy, had her back up against the wall, feelings, feelings down below that made her crawl!

You can't eat, you can't eat, girl you can't sleep, your heart beats, face it girl, you're a lady in heat.
You can't eat, you can't eat, God dam it, i can't I can't sleep, my heart beats in my head., I got to face it I am straight up in heat. Am I packing heat? Shit yes. And what the hell girl, My life has just begun. What am I gone do? What the hell am I supposed to do? Give it a treat touch your meat?

Judy is going through many wobbly dark hearted sensations now, as her hormones sexualities in her hot body have under gone a blurry change and commence cycling thermodynamically in strength inside her , breaching her wall of resistance to common sense to do the wild thing, and to do it here and now. Will she give in? Can she resist, and walk away? What does hot horny woman do? Masturbate? Hell no!

Judy is going through many wobbly dark hearted sensations now, as the sexualities in her hot body have under gone a blurry change and commence fractally cycling thermodynamically in strength inside her now, breaching her wall of resistance to common sense to do the wild thing, and do here and now. Will she give in? Can she resist, and walk away? Should she try harder to get the hell out of here, evacuate that temptation now, close that hot window down and bolt out , leave, and go to bed and get some sleep? An empty bed? Is she a creep at this point? What does a hot horny woman do? Masturbate? Hell no! Not when you got the real thing staring at you in front of you!

You are all I need.
You are all I need.

Is there a difference between the Feminine mind and the Masculine mind?

"For the sex zeitgeist event to be expressed, as obsessive passion to take place, you need to be ravished by a ravisher! Polar poles in a hole, attractional sexual dynamic flows flow! Its power unfolds blowing sexual attractions, a confluence of a love nutshell aimed straight at you dead center, that will pick you up, trill you, and that will bold you over, bold you over flat on your back, like a heart attack, till the union is climaxed. So shall it be said in the beginning , so shall it be fractally said in your end, and not before! Memorable fanfare only sex can peek in you, and drive you, drive you, drive you like a car with out a brain, drive you there insane! Its a hit and run driver! The surge blows impacts! Its legs up in the air momentarily hurriedly antennas spread, legs up in the air sex hits beds, to her or you instead? Sex hits beds, belonging to every body every where. It can hit you, it can! It can hit you, preteens, in betweens. It can hit the mixed sexed! It can hit the straight, or not. It can hit young, it can hit you old, you will do what your told. Nature does not recognize if your a rich bitch, or your smart tush, or your classless. To her eyes tool you only be. Do her biddings ecstasy pleasantries fantasies she offers thee! Why? Did you ask why sex is fun? Did you? If it weren't so much fun, would you pull off a ton of clothes in one second or less, and jump in to bed and move mountains of jelly? Nature, Smart she be, if she didn't make sex fun, no babies will there be, and species would seise to B. And you would not be here, and lonely girl would be she? KISS! Sex it can hit you in the back. In your pants. In your dress, or with nothing on! It can mow you down, leave you in the cold street of time like dead meat, tired, panting trying to catch your breath, who and how good a human are you, you demonstrate your pumping capacity adequately? Or are you too fatty? You run your battery and pump, pump pump like you never pumped before, never was told how to do it? Who showed you how to pump? Do you know? Archaic chaos transcendence controls chemically amphetaminedly you hallucinatively off the top of your head nature her self embedded in your genes strands with programmed code, told you how to do it instantly, and instantly in what mode, and instantly in whats speeds of control in puberty! Remember puberty : that time when a boy becomes a man. And a little girl becomes a mystic woman, powerful unto the universe that made her, carrying a basket of easter eggs a boy child will seek out and find, doing so half out of his mind, like wise a girl in kind. Girl, Boy, who told you? You were never told by teachers, never told by parents, never told by friends, who told how to pump? Who? Who? Ask you teacher? What did you say? They don't know? Blue be you shame on you, if you cannot by common sense, know who told you, how to do projection of an erection, and ultilized pumping's point of impact, to pump like a wild jack hammers under attack, with dynamic powerful impact? Sex can do that, tell you how to act! Can mow you down, dam straight, who the hell you think you are? Sex can make you do tricks like a clown, your body and soul, to it, it is bound! Its commensurate mechanism the cruel irony, is it is prepared, and your body was fractally sexually constructed, to take you, drag you by force mentally distortedly, at any cost, to execute its reproductive specie priority, despite thee, its influx assistance in competition for redeployment of biological sexual cooperation chemically, vows and tows thee with or without liberty to do its bodies duties biddings, where it want us to go, like a loves ocean undertow, you whether or not you want to go. All natural forces blow into the undertow, jump between the negative and positive polarities intwined legs in the bed, intwined minds in your head. intermind, that said : A man may have some aspects in sexuality that are female. And a woman may have some urges just as strong as a males, a duality malady natures casualty to who, and what balance percentiles, only your DNA will say! Everyone knows of it at some time, it is boundless, dangerous, and an insanity type of fractally infinite energy, moving with immense power over an individuals tiny, weeny will power. Nations have wars and have fought over it. Man fight over it. Women fight over it! It is the constructive, destructive beautiful power in us, that we must do its bidding, till such time as we no longer exist."

All I want is you Big Rex.
All I want is you Big Rex.

Judy is still, still standing there, still standing against the wall, with her buttocks and arms and hands still stretched out against it, while she has her head hanging down, to afraid to look. She has her head facing down at the floor with her long hair hanging down almost to the floor, she hesitantly blinks open her eyes, stares at her shoes, then her eyes move, as the woman gets up her determination and starts to rotate her head upward like a person coming into a fearful lustful dream state, readying her mind, readying her self, getting herself ready to gaze upon the man's hard on, laying asleep in the bed in front of her, saying to her self : to hold you a little while, is that, is that a sin to think of, to wish for, to do it with you? She trembling peeks and tip toes, thinking crazy and besides her self, silently like in a trance, drawn to the weird sleeping man in the center of the hospital room in the dead of night alone.

Judy is still, still standing there, still standing against the wall with her buttocks and arms and hands still stretched out against it, while she has her head hanging down, to afraid to look. She has her head facing straight down at the floor with her long hair hanging down almost to the floor. Like a bad child in sunday school drooling, she hesitantly blinks open one of her eyes, than the other, acknowledging her minds goal. Her eyes, steadily were staring at her red shoes, then her eyes move, as the woman gets up her determination and starts to rotate her head upward like a person coming into a fearful lustful dream state, readying her mind, readying her self, getting herself ready to gaze upon the mans hard on, laying asleep in the bed in front of her, saying to her self : to hold you a little in my arms, chart a course sought by my heart cries lost's rhapsodies beauty? Is that, is that a sin to think of, to wish for, to do it with you?
So from the beginning of time, a woman's prerogativeity rhapsodies, to feel the man she loves drilling down inside in me? If so, then here I, woman in love cum, let what will be will be, she whispers to her self, as she moves slowly from the dark shadows, peeling herself off the wall, into the dim love light shinning down onto BR'S nude body on the bed in the center of the room, in the dead of night alone.

When she peeked at it, it was amazing, she thought.
When she peeked at his hard on BR, was waking up, blinking his eyes, he looked confused.

What a miracle, BR, when I kissed him he stayed quietly sleeping, but, he got hot, just like me, he must of felt my passion running through me to him, and got aroused! He can't wake up because he is sedated, but his mans thing is alive and well and frisky. The snake in the grass woman, thought to her self and was lusting to take full advantage of him sexually, big time, Perhaps, she thought, she'd get nasty kinky and play a little girlies ping pong, and what ever she does, she was going to do what ever the hell she pleased.

What a miracle! BR, had slowly awakened, and was trying to raise his head up. Shocked, Judy didn't move to go help him. She was frozen, standing stiff, then went quickly stepping backwards fast backup next to the wall again. She had been caught, and was deeply ashamed, petrified, as he looked around and became aware his of his erection was taught and standing up straight between his thighs. He knew nothing of this! He shook his head, trying to get his head together, didn't take long for him to figure something was up, and someone was up to no good! He looks around fast, trying desperately to make sense of it all! He looked straight up into the light, looked around, recognized the room, then in the dark side of the room, he spotted Judy hiding like a thief in the night standing terrified flat up against the wall of the hospital ward. He saw lipstick on his chest, the same color Judy had. He assumed the worse, as he put two and two together. He shook his head in discuss, when he figured it all out. He didn't recall how he got here, but it was obvious, this snake in the grass woman, was taking full advantage of him sexually, big time, and he was none to pleased.

She was totally amazed to see his erection under this flimsy white sheet covering him raising up, protruding upward holding the white bed sheet up like a strong flag pole! Judy couldn't help but look at BR's flag pole! Her eyes, grew wide. and big, and were mesmerized at the spectacle! She stood there staring at his flag pole, wondering what it would feel like inside her hole!

She was totally amazed to see him wake up and look at her, and feared for her life as he said to her, I would have never guessed this about you, Judy, murmured BR shaking his head side to side, realizing and thinking she had raped him, and angrily gritting his teeth together, as he looked at her with revulsion and disgust.

Hey big big sleeping dude! You, big man, my man. You can't hear me, but goddam it man I love you, hopefully when you come out of your coma we gone play for real baby! There, oh gosh shit, theres a slim possibly you'll never gone to awake, but now if you were to die tomorrow, I would die, die do you hear me? Do you? I would just die of a broken heart, but, but, baby, we can love tonight. We can. We can! And I just know you pull through. You can't die, baby I love you too much! Please don't. Please don't die BR!

Revengeful insulted masculine dark emotions welled up in the man's mind, as hatred raised its nasty head inside of him. Disgusted, He spat on her, spitting in her face as if she was no more than a dead dogs corpse! And then, and then he stood there. Silently in the dark shadows next to her, looking down upon her, like deaths reaper, come to claim her. He stood there, in a space and time out of his mind, with both of his angry fists clenched tight, soliciting his inner strength to stop him from killing her by stomping her head into the floor. BR, was trying his darnest to hold back, to, to, to control himself.

Love now, now, we can, we can, we can love now baby, and what ever tomorrow brings will be, but tonight we are here, just you and me. She said kissing him. Just you and me. Just . . my love, thinks Judy madly, as she slides her fingers into his hair caressing his hair twirling his long hair in between her fingers. So soft, she thinks to herself, then slides her palm sliding it down over his cheeks and rests her palm over the prickly whiskers stumble, five o'clock shadow hairs on his chin. Men grow hairs on their face so quickly, she ponders touching them. The touch excites her nervously, hesitantly she continues moving over his terrain. The curly hairs have a feel to its textures that excites her, as she bends her hand down his neck, onto his big hairy bare chest, and pulls on one his long chest hairs some two inches long in length. She likes running her fingers through them, touching freely his masculinity, exploring, she rubs his nipples.

His anger begged to be let loose on her, as he an insulted man, who feels deeply offended by her touching him without his approval. Something so repulsive, he cannot imagine beginning to forgive her!

And floats her both hands with open palms down over his stomach investigating the hairs growing there, rubbing the set of firm masculine muscles, rubbing, rubbing the man, and she slides her hands under the sheet, simultaneously placing her lips on his lips tenderly kissing embracing them ever so firmly! Daring herself, to let her fingers goto roam free to explore, she suddenly stretches out her fingertips slowly sliding her nails in a straight line, moving over his skin of his hairy thighs under the sheet. Under the white sheet her fingers dive around in heat. It is so quiet! So dead still, you an hear a pin drop. She can hear herself and him breath out and in. Out and in, out and in. Breathing, so simple yet, yet and still she can hear her nails as it rubs against the bed sheet. . Her thoughts run fast as gets the impulse, probably from a psychological primal need for animal privacy, she suddenly kneels up on the bed and stretches up over his body and turns the light out, leaving the last light out, leaves them bathed in darkness. Now all is in darkness, but she, she doesn't need light, she doesn't. She thinks to her self. His body's shape and position is burned into her mind as she throws her leg up on the hospitals gurney bed, and then shifts her weight over onto the bed, getting herself up onto the huge tall man laying still in the bed. She feels like a animal, wild dangerous and terrible free with the man that excites her intimately.

He was besides himself, and stared silently at the woman with menacing eyes glared! It is the black door, that calls one backwards, retrieves even the good in irrational anger sometimes slip into to the depths of darkness, and at a specific time and place, when stressed out to the max, fall tumbling full throttle over the threshold of irretrievable revengefulness!

She is so, very scared. She is frightened. She is so nervous, her body trembles, she almost falls off the bed, as she rips away the bed sheet, letting it slide, falling onto the floor making not much noise really, but to her super alerted ears, it sounded like a big mountain cascading down a hill a thousand miles up. She proceeds. Her breathing is hard and heavy as if she's high! Her heart beats loud and hard in her! She is high, hot and crazy, crazy in love. She kisses, kisses him, again and again in his lips again and again, saying in words that are barely audible, more of a moan that words, oh, oh oooo baby you must live, you must, you got to get better. I have so much love to give you. I won't let you die! So much to give you baby, you'll see. You will! You and me, no place will you need to roam in my breast your lips will find their home, she whispers. I only know how my love! Only me, only! Only me. You'll see, I will make you better. Mommy will take care of my big baby. Take me, my love, take me hold me baby, you , your a big man wow, OMG this is so crazy? Hold still while oh! OMG easy. Easy only, only you you ahhh oooooo oh dam, ooo ahhh there year lala, oh baby only you and me. Ohooo ahh year!

It is there, in that instant one hungers for your enemies red blood to run!

Judy saw his the horror and growing evil in his eyes, that was focusing on her soul like hot coal. Judy's look reflected the fearful emotions running through her like lava, emotions that could clearly be read on her face, her eyes, wide, wide open, a scared petrified look on her face, as time stopped and her heart pounded loud in her chest, as the mans in front of her, his heart turned black with anger! One look at her and you could see the palpable sense of dread, coming over her making her look like a ghost woman longing to be dead, as BR filled with anger started coming closer to her, one step at a time, supporting evil in his mind!

"Timeless hate a virgin classic overtime, is what results when life in the mind get twisted, get terribly twisted turned into knots, when one feels he or she has been wronged."

Hers was an unstoppable desire, hers was fire no fire department could extinguish, and we see her doing something rather strange and bizarre, but intentionally, knowingly reach into the pocket of her nurses uniform tossed on the front of the bed, and pull out a get high drug used by a few doctors and nurses with secret hidden addictions, those with special accesses to it due to the fact that they are privy to medical knowledge, and the derivative, side effects it bestows on those who inhale it, in this case to increase exponentially sexual excitement! She voraciously takes the secret mood altering nitrates butyl drug commonly known as poppers, and she takes it and snorts some and instantly inside of a few seconds, it hits her like an ton of bricks, sparks fly inside, she is now, intensely horny and grabs the stick, and maneuvering the pole, accommodates it smoothly inside with a little vaseline, alleviating the brunt of her lust attaining mutable and continuous orgasms, one after the other making her deliriously crazier till she finally collapses, spent and knockout and falls asleep on top of him like an overly excited exhausted woman in the sexual bonds of the firmament of fractal sex heaven.

BR, viewed her now for what she is. Not as a friend, anymore, but a outted, twisted minded pervert nurse preying on the innocent, a pervert nurse that if she tried to take advantage of him, that means she has a history of doing this, and wouldn't hesitate for a minute, on trying to take advantage of the camps children and others!
She was someone evil, equal to the infamous child molester priests, who if allowed to continue would sexually violate patients, and trusting people in her care. There was only one thing he had to do. Kill her!

Judy, fell to her knees, burst in to tears feeling so ashamed, covered her face with her hands, shocked, and bold over to find her self in this nightmarish position, and she, and she knew it, she had no one else to blame but her self, she collapsed crying on the floor as BR stood over her.

"We've said it before, and we'll say it again. What is mixed? When referring to fractal firmaments time that is fracted time, these people we strongly suggest believe you this, Miss Masturbator, falls from the heights to lower levels .
Who?
Who spiked the worse of the worse, and he who, knows, knows cause, like him herself can identify his or her kind.
Who is she?
She is a child, what, what type of child?
Abandoned be so both by God, Devil, left levels to find for herself a tool with attitude extreme from the wild lands thrown prone of deaths missionaries.
Doesth thou stain splashed in towers shower of evility! Halt! Halt, can't do a tumblesault you? To see the real reality, pre melt down of moralities calamities decline minds evisceration of good life outcomes kinds for bad."

Is there good luck? Judy, certainly thinks so, she had her cake and ate it too, and it was delicious!
Don't, ah say don't get me mad, spat BR, sounding like a craze porcupine rat, looking at this young woman with angry squinted eyes cutting into her like barbwire. He looked around saw his clothes and jumped into his bluejeans, put on his cowboy-boots, and pulled his shirt over him, and went over to the locker with his things and quickly, strapped on his gun holsters, and took out a pistol and aimed at her head! Judy yelled out begging, pleading for her life, crying, no, no please I didn't do anything.

I was confused, it was a lapse of judgement, nothing to die for please! I got a crush on you, is that a sin? I, oh please, I couldn't fight it, bitter I am too you . . .oh please I couldn't help myself. A moment of confusion, oh please, I will do anything! Listen, please we are living on a prayer. I swear. I did mean to do you any harm. I love you, thats all, I was stupid. I fell in love in a secret hopeless way with you thats all. Please, please don't kill me, BR! Make me your slave but don't kill me! I could be your sex slave? I'll do anything. Please let me live, she begged him, crying profusely, she broke down and was hysterical!

No, way bitch, you wish, we don't see eye to eye, retorted BR loudly with the finality of death. Shaking his head from side to side, as he placed the tip of the barrel of the gun right up on her right cheek, pressing the cold metal into her flesh! His finger on the trigger firmly!

After about an hour or two she woke up on top of him, got dressed washed up, washed her lipstick off BR, and put everything back in order, so that in the morning, everything will look perfect!

Judy was on her knees crying, backing away from him, fearing what he might do. BR, was enrage, he raised up his hand and brought it down and slapped her with the back of his hand, the force of the blow sent the woman backwards, as he yelled at her angrily, You Bitch, you filthy bitch, when my women hear about this, you raping me in my sleep.

Judy screamed back at him, No it's not what think!

BR, up and suddenly struck her again, doing what he feels, and he feels like killing her, he got anger coming raw out of him as he stared at her with hard eyes, wanting to rip her head off, and fill of it full of bullet holes!

BR, grimaced reflecting his anger in his face. Anger, he's caught in a landslide of hatred welling up inside like a ferocious storm! And he's easily reaching the point where he would pull the trigger, he felt horrible, and was saddened, disappointed in her, and doubly violated because he trusted her, and she was a nurse! He now was boiling with anger in angry deep dark twisted turbulent type of way! Matter of factly, he thought to himself, men are not supposed to get raped, it's not supposed to happen to anybody, especially a man, let alone him, he was really deeply bitter about it, and super pist off.

Anger, thats what he got, and he told her up straight,

You gone die rotten bitch, he shouted at her pointing his finger in her face. Man, you don't rape a man, You don't touch me pussy, unless I want you too, bitch, you got some GODDAM nerve!

She, combed BR's hair a little and pulled the bed sheet neatly in place over him! When everything looked allright to her, she unlocked the door, took the handwritten don't disturb sign off.

Bitch it sickens me, to look at you. I swear to you, you, you whats you name again, judy, no, no, no more, no longer, no longer bitch from now on before you die, before I kill you, I am calling Miss Masturbator, it fits you perfectly, he said as he slapped her again, pushing her back against the wall!
She yelled, pleading for her life! He, suddenly put the gun away in its holster, and went abruptly to the locker against the wall, and pulled out a long rope and strapped it real fast around her neck tight, and tied her to the iron post of the hospitals bed, and then he turned and said,
I am leaving your ass, he said as he walked out the door, he turned to close it and he held the door knob and said angrily, I gone tell my women, and when they hear about this they gone want to kill you ass, I am gone let them too!

I am gone sit back, smoke a cigar, and, you gone wish you were never born, bitch, he said slamming the door shut.

When BR, woke them up and told his wives Boccia and Saddie, about what happened to him and showed them the lipstick kiss marks all over his body, they were shocked and incensed, and vowed to make her pay with her life!
They got dressed and rushed back and opened the door and jump on her and kicked and pouched her! And Boccia, furious, stood over Judy, repeating beating her with a metals folding chair in the head, BR, stood back in the shadows smiling smoking his cigar with manly satisfaction, getting his revenge big time, with pleasure as Miss Masturbator got beaten to a pulp.

Then she cracked open the curtains and sat down in the office chair at the desk to the left of the door and finished writing in his chart, patient is still in a deep sleep.

They beat and stomped her without mercy continuously till she lay still and quiet, while,

The two women Saddie and Boccia, were besides themselves with anger and the desire to wreak havoc on her .

He looks strong and doing well.

They grabbed Her, tossed her down kicking her, and dragging her cloths off, pushing her backwards onto the floor. And, Judy tried to fight them off, but was losing badly receiving blows to the nose, which was bleeding profusely, while boccia was swinging her head around by the rope around her neck.
The largest of evil won't crest, till vengeance best due is done? Black and blue, Judy gets her due bloody! They dumped hard on the bitch who humped BR, till she saw stars! Bleeding badly she felt lost!

Then she looked at him, and left a note for the morning shift person, who would be responsible to look in on him to see how he's doing. Which in this case would be Boccia from 8 am to 4, and Saddie doing the shift from 4 to 12, and then Judy would do the graveyard shift all over again. She couldn't wait?

Saddie was kicking judy in the face, and Boccia crashed a chair smashing her over her back! Despite that, her flailing and wrestling with them, and trying to fight them, and trying to escape them, she fell flat and laid back kicking till exhausted, was still, panting and out of breath near death on the floor in the dark alternate world of Fractal reality. Saddie went mad, it was shocking, she was acting like a crazed savage beast, she was infuriated, her two eyes were wide open in her head, her nostrils flaring, teeth nasching, like wild a woman! She was one dam doomed angry woman, rapt up in hatred, screaming at the top of her lungs at Boccia to hold Judy's head up, so she cut her tongue out!
She, had brought BR's, sword, and pulled out BR's, sword and told her, hold her [ BLEEPING] head, GODDAM it! I gone gut cut her tongue out of her head, no more sucking bitch! You're sucking days are over bitch!
After you cut out her tongue, said Boccia, give me the goddam sword I am going to castrate her, cut out her vagina and let her bleed like the pig she is! Hell, yes replied Saddie angrily!

Saddie, was yelling and screaming and beating Judy in the face, one blow after another and told her the truth out loud : Bitch! I thought, I believed you were a friend, I felt you were my friend, what a [ BLEEPING ] jackass I was to trust your ass. You , you funky humping bitch, no, man? You ain't got no [ BLEEPING ] man? Thats your, [ BLEEPING ] problem? Thats your [BLEEPING ] story? So you go touching my man? No, [ BLEEP ] , do like the nuns bitch, get a GODDAM vibrator, you don't go touching my man! What are you out of you [ BLEEPING ] mind? GODDAM, you stinky beautiful person, man. You shitty, filthy, low down crusty scumball bitch! I gone kill your [BLEEPING ] ass!

You always was so GODDAM interested in him, always wanting to know my private business with my man. Shit, [ BLEEPING ] bitch! He's my man bitch, if he wanted you to be part of our family, thats one thing, but you forced yourself on him, she said as she force the woman's mouth open and slid the tip of the sword under her tongue getting ready to slice it off! No I didn't please yaaaa help me . . . ahh no, yaaaa noooo no ya help, please, oh please, don't do it please, please, noooooo ooble dobla eeck ka guble ock Ya, help yaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ooo no, please don't OMG, noon ahhhhhhh eeeee ahhhhh ooooc eeekkka ou, ou op ob? Help yaaaaaaaan't don no no nooooooooooooooo it please . . . helpppppppppp! help!

And for them to call her if he wakes, and then she left. Judy liked working nights! Its something about midnight that hits the right spot!

Dragonian viciousness deliciousness, was permeating the mentally death obsessed Saddie, when suddenly BR, yelled out STOP!
She remembered how nice and quite everything was.

Stop, he yelled out again putting up his hand signaling to them to halt, and slowly walking over to them, and whispering something into Saddies ears, and then he whispered something into Boccia ears, and the two women let Miss Masturbators head go, and let her fall to the floor. She is alive, but what fate awaits her, no one knows! BR, brought Saddie and Boccia, over some feet away in the corner in the dark and spoke to them in private.

Who knows what BR said to them. What conversation he had with them, is unknown? What ever it was, they obeyed him.

BR, will never know how hard she worked to keep awake so she could take good care of him. She remembered going through his clothes in the locker and finding a joint in his pocket, and half of a hundred dollar bill wrapped in a plastic see through folder. Must be a good luck charm thought Judy.
The day, gets what? Blacker for Judy, now they don't call her Judy anymore. Oh no! They call her, Miss Masturbator.
BR, took her and dragged her outside in the back field, and chained her up outside with his other male slaves, Mikey and Garfiel, the guys who had tried to kill him. Big Rex, then took his wives and went home leaving her out there exposed to the elements like a dog!

She found some pictures in his wallet of some girls: one a blond, standing showing her profile off.
She was cute, and Judy wondered who she was, and if she was important to Big Rex? And one, was short haired brunette, that looked like she was oriental or something, and one was the black girl, Boccia, with her butt hanging out in a thong, when she was at the beach in Bahamas, you could tell cause there was palm trees in it.

Tomorrow the Sun, will do what it always does, it will rise, and Time will do what it always does pass!

And one of Saddie, when she was a teenager. It's funny looking in a guys wallet, its all ways got that funky man smell! And they all ways want girls in as little clothes as possible. Men are a trip! Thank God we got the means to control them! Judy thinking towards the future, hopes one day to catch BR's eyes if and when he recovers! She prays he will! He gives her such a trill! Then she would have to give him a picture of her too, but she doesn't have one. She would have to borrow Saddies camera, but thought Judy, should she be modestly dressed, or hell bent sexy, and just let it all hang out?

Oh, BR, I need to tell you this, says Judy day dreaming wishing, blessedly, she could tell him how she really feels, I need to have you near me, got to tell you my love will all ways be forever cause, I am truly in love with you Big Rex! Got to have your sex, baby love me, don't die BR, get better sweetheart! Your all I need to be me! Wake up honey, wake up for me, please!

"bodies rot what is not soul what, a personal persons soul core is many, many things, an in breakable bond wedding ring branded in hope, scoped inside your fractal hide, no silver lining your belief in your life declining, awe inspiring illusive background controlling force at all cost, at the root of your life's web tree, lies lunacy, triggering white black flight might right get away, if it's no fun , run? No, you can't, too late! You eat the cake of Jeopardy! Your fate well done, devoid of liberty. If I was your Sun, I would suntan you and watch over you. But I am rare not fair, I am your worse nightmare. Fractal reality, Fractal reality, Fractal reality, Don't be a fool. There is no way to to immunize your self from Fractal Reality Time! There is no escaping out of here, do you hear, none you will be dead at the count of three, 1, 2, 3"

"Life is an equation job comprised of uncomfortability and confortability but not for all, no, only a few, who are lucky, the probabilistic percentiles that one is included in the lucky group numerically is slim. But numerically, no body does it better than Mother Nature, she slams the door in your face by race , color shape height weight, by products you will be, will be determined by the foods you ate, or didn't, like wise sensible investing in knowledge acquisition nutrition for the brain strong medicine keeps you from going insane, abhorrent trials and tribulations if no knowledge have you, it is not enough to have some knowledge, some knowledge is not knowledge enough to survive mechanized. Learn this and good you will be too! Don't settle for less!"

"Sex permeates mental obsessed, concept sexual routines fractal space firmament fuel dispensing businesses, located deep in fathoms of a person psychic involuntarily, as is customary with carbon based mammals, subservient to both the psychological real, and physical real to surreal primordial Fractal cosmic policing, for further pertinent directives, of Mother nature, and, of course, her investigative genesis who made you and your kind casually for a bit of much needed levity. For the purposes of brevity, bottom line sex is good."

[ 2 ]

MEANWHILE WE LEAVE JUDY, AND MISS MASTURBATOR, IN FRACTAL REALITY TIME, AND RETURN TO NORMAL TIME AT 2:30 P.M. MONDAY.
At the table helping to demystify the Party of three Boccia, Saddie and the man, called BIg Rex, we see them as we jump back!

We hop back into normal time, returning to where BR, had stopped to sit for a rest for a second, after getting depressed witnessing all the destruction he found when he took the girls for ride on his motorcycle in the backlands, and had dosed off, he wakes up, and snaps out of his short day dream in Fractal Reality time, when he had closed his eyes.

He's back with the ladies driving the motorcycle again. BR, Boccia and Saddie, are riding the bike surveying the destruction surrounding them as they drive out some twenty five miles or so from the camp. The rain clouds are fast approaching, the winds whip all around them out fast, blowing strong gust of winds horizontally from west to east, and soon it happened. The very first drops of rain begin to fall!

Its so beautiful, rain for the first time hits the new Earth, It means trees will grow back!

It should be and is in away a great occasion, because BR, was praying that it would rain, because rain means survival!

It means seeds will come back to life, plants will bloom, trees will survive, and with trees rise fruits will bare surprises, like fruits, nuts, berries and cherries, and the all of great life's possibilities will return, vegetables from the ground will yearn, and a tiny but important part of the puzzle to re-establish food, and crops will start again! Thats thanks to the rains falling on this blessed day. This was happiness, thought BR, as the cool nice feeling rain drops hit his face, he stuck out his tongue as far as he could and let the rain fall on it. Yip, yip! Hooray yelled the girls happily, we are so happy, OH MY GOD! so cool! exclaimed boccia and Saddie! They knew, that this meant, life would soon return to this dead planet too! Their moods went sky high like a rocket, from sad to glad quickly, as the rained poured down on them. It was the first time it rained since the world ended. It's so beautiful exclaimed Saddie smiling excitedly, but its getting my hair wet! We can't drive in it, what are you gone do?

Big Rex, quickly found a solution. He remembered seeing an abandoned trailer back aways. He turned the mighty Motor bike around! It roared like a supped up lion: POP! POP, ER-ROOMMMM ER-ROOMMMMMMM! Pop errr er-roommm err-roommmmm, and flew across the sands reaching it in no time! They went inside to get out of the rain and between the three of them pulled the heavy Bike in too, so it wouldn't get wet. Now exclaimed BR, with a smile as big as house, its party time, he yelled! The place was empty and relatively clean for the most part! There, to their delight was a undamaged, giant trailer wall bed inside that was clean and in good bouncing condition! Its a gift from heaven, said BR, as he examined the red bed spread and soft long wide mattress, He looked at the happy faces on his women, got horny and smiled. He took out the bottles of liquor from out of his saddle bag, held up one of the big sparkly bottles of distilled spirits, in each hand in the air, and yelled out like man on top of the world, "Yee hah, it's ride them Cowboy time!" Yee hahhh, yip pee eye A, he roared happily, ha, ha, ha, he laughed! Saddie and Boccia smiled and laughed and hugged him tight, they were all so very, very happy!

BR, said Saddie, in a low sexy breathy voice, and with an body attitude
that gave her intentions away. The lady was horny and ready and looked it!

BR, looked down at Saddie, leaning up against him, pressing her thighs against his grinding, and answered her, saying softly . .yes sweetie!

BR, she said, puckering up her red lips and smirking : Can you, er hum, can you drop two lumps of sugar in my cup?

BR, slid his hand around her neck and held her head steady in his hands and leaned over kissing her full in the mouth, and
whispered : Take it from me, I can give you three big lumps sweetie, make it sweeter, he said to her with a little smile!

Boccia eyeing them, her thirst grew too, and her mouth watered and grabbed his ass and said to him smiling, as he kissed Saddie, whose eyes were closed, while they were kissing, while BR's eyes were looking at her at the same time And she whispered to him real softly, do you think you can put a hot chocolate in mind?

BR, blinked at her, decoupled his lips from saddies's and BR, said jokingly, shut up and wait you turn, he said sticking out his tongue and waving it at her, as if he wanted to eat her!

She smiled, caressing and rubbing his back, she was anxious to get into the act!
The trio, down some more drinks, temperatures rose up and things were getting hot in here, the place is about to explode.

Boccia felt his arm slide around her buttocks squeezing it, as the trio playing and fooling around with each other, fell backwards together into the bed laughing.

Boccia whispered to him, Big Rex, your getting bigger, Cowboy! Looks like you just about to burst out your britches! I love to see that! Me too, said Saddie looking at the bulge in his jeans, as the three of them went crazy doing it!

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, Holy cow brain, insane, has the whole world done gone totally nuts? This all totally greek to little old me, I can't seem to understand whats going on! Its beyond my brains pay scale! These folks got a problem, if they don't got a problem, they gone get a problem! But besides that, these folks, if they only knew whats in the dinner they think is so delicious, they might be inclined to pass! I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know I would, I'd skip eating big time! And the folks that was in that boat needs to get their heads examined quick! They got issues. I know BR and all his crazy wives, and Dizzy and The Captain do! These guys are mind blowingly unbelievable! Wow,
Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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[ 1 ]

Good evening, again friends and another good alternate Fractal Fractkasode, guaranteed to now, to blow your Fractal mind, in a time outside of time where dwellers make mad love, kiss, and caress undress, all the while hidden in the background, unknown to them, they are about to die a horrible Fractal death! Where are they? Where are they not? In a place of eminent dark incoming, danger, deep danger! But, guess what? They don't know it? They're busy in romance without a chance to see the oncoming danger! Kiss! Kiss! Kissy Kiss! Fractal lovers! Here it comes! Ready or not? It will be a fractal surprise for them! Now we look in on them! They will love, and they will play, they will open the closet and die today! Open terror comes their way! This is going to be a very black day! Welcome, friends, welcome back to you all! The great ages, full of fractal sages warns one to be bold! This story is sexy. This story is bad, this story will twist and drive you mad! Being inside an insane asylum isn't all that bad! Really? Read on if you dare! The story starts out light, lots of laughter, then it gets dark, then it gets black, then you die! Good bye!

If you're not feeling well, a little sexy medicine from hell, yes, might be just what the doctor ordered!

The fractal door creaks opens ever so slowly once more! Look yes you look!

Gaze into eternity, invisible and alone, gaze in to eternity and see, stories to frighten and make you sigh, stories to make you ask the questions why? Stories of hate, stories that make you want to debate the reason and where with all of your fate! Stories that search, quests that dare to inquirer into your very private hidden puddles of desire. Desire Can behavioral desirers societal intimate be, the spoonful of poison that kills thee?

   - The Tender Side -

   "Beware of the man who owns his brain, to you he will appear insane"[/color]

But parental warning! Real torrid love stories not suitable for the fractally fragile and mentally immature!

Their love making interlude, the veracious male assigned himself to right rig mount the channel of his chosen female, then his left channel's female, and the right, left right reciprocated, both exercised till exasperated, satiated him then all together hell spent and energy-less, fell like limp weak loved out rag dolls upon the bedsheets red, in a romantic dream of bliss in this special bed, slept quiet, kissed, and long after their love interlude ended, nothing did they miss, but they awoke refreshed, got dressed and took a stroll to clear the head and minds, and seek some fresh air without a care, and satisfy their love of life and their shared curiosity, about their immediate surroundings around the outside of the trailer.
They're, as anyone could imagine, were innately joyously feeling good, smiling joking, and noisily nosey to taste the challenge of this new worlds exploration.

However, as this mad trio of newly weds, they were still, needless to say, still more than a little bit inebriated, and not paying to much attention to where they were and how they walking, or going, and while they were meandering and staggering around the mountain side outside something, something happened. Something?

Their directionless haphazard trekking, perchance fractally lead them by and by into the denizen of unforgiving time.

The unforeseen. The moment of an encounter with none other than an unexpected Fractal reality time!

Then, then, as if on-Q, from the not to far off sea, a sudden breeze blew in, came from no where, and in the winds came sounds of something like, like a cat meowing!
And it could be heard blowing in the wind far off sounding like, †† Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducK, Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducKs ††
For, as things would have it, it turns out , that very day, that very instant in time, they were destined to stumble up against something that
would change everything. Change them, and change the world as they knew it forever and ever and ever and ever!
†† Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducK, Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducKs ††
†† Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducK, Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducKs ††

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[ 2 ]

Funny what happens sometimes!

You see something. You get a feeling in your stomach about something and, and its hard to explain, but, its like a cold finger pressing on your brain, making you think you're insane! Watch out! Like cold ice, you get a nervous chill. You don't know why?

You see stuff, then what was normal, suddenly isn't. Normal can change! Change, like night and day.

And the funny thing is, you find it hard to believe, really hard, much less understand.

Why?

How can winds make sounds, make sounds, make voices like that?

Are we imagining things? Are we hearings things, thinks BR?

He is one confused cowboy. He tilts his head upwards slowly. Takes his time looking around. His eyes look around searching. He looks at the surface of the Earth high up in the sky!
He scratches his forehead and asks why? Nervous, he pulls out a cigarette from his shirt pocket, lights up, exhales, looks down as he is thinking hard.

He lifts his head up again, and with wide eyes looks for an answer . He searches the sky desperately for an answer. He knows he's heard something. He stands there scratching his chin, looking at the earth above high above him! He asked Saddie and Boccia if they had heard it! No, they say they didn't hear anything! Could it be, could it really be his imagination? Can't be real? All of this, can't be. The wind blows through trees, over leaves, over thoughts and things, and deeds, we cannot conceive and speak to us in strange, strange, strange ways, ponders BR, to himself. Strange ways indeed!

He dismisses the sounds in his head, and takes another drag on his cigarette, breathes in and relaxes, and lets his mind move on. Let his mind let go! Shit, he thinks, he's got a lot of things to be happy about! He is blessed, he messed up, he knows it and shows it. But, he hopes his ladies don't know it or realize that! They do of course but, he doesn't dwell on that. Not now!
Yes, he realizes he's a nut case, but to him , he thinks he is a blessed nut case.

All and all despite it all, BR, says to himself in his private, private thoughts, he's got it all, and feels dam happy about that ! They left the comfort of the trailer to come take a look around and see what they could see in this land of mystery!

The time is really good. They feel happy, as happy as a bunch of little school kids playing in a playground. But this playground, this playground, they are playing in is real. Real dangerous. This playground is located on the edge of Fractal hyperbolic space in their minds in Fractal reality time, that is, this, this new world! They had just finish making love, a little while ago, and are grateful for that, and are all smiling, and their hearts are filled with contentment and are bonding in a way few people ever get!They are hopeful for a better tomorrow and want so much to enjoy the time they have together, one day at a time. The air feels great too! It is feels clean, and fresh, and the wind is lapping against their faces and blowing through their hair, making them feel great like they don't have a care!

They continue wandering around, sometimes holding each other, sometimes playing with each other, sometimes they are far apart, and separate! Some times, they were stopping to bend down and look at the details of this strange new landscape from the bottom of the sea, and this Earth turned inside out looking like deaths misery!

[ 3 ]

There on the surface where they are roaming about, they come across the strangest rock formations in all sizes, and colors and truly, very weird rocks crystals shaped like long webbed fingers, with faces on it, in all the wrong places, and old shiny strings, spread out along the ground in all directions, as if something big was bleeding.
There were lots of strange combinations of new Earth rocks and stones, with intricate textures on them, like one would find on a pineapple, rough and sharp, beautiful, and all in glass.
All this, all of these treasures for the eye to behold, were forged into existence by the clash of high temperatures untold, when the Earth, when the Earth broke apart.

Some are the size of buildings. Some are the size of marbles, and in other areas they are the size of grains of sand! But amazingly, the predominant over all color of everything was white, ash white in some places, pure white in others, and for as far as the eye could see, for miles and miles, this land is the land for sure inter-twined with their destiny.

They'd stop and check out everything. And were as curious as can be. Big Rex, and his two wives Boccia and Saddie, are happy, joking around and just chilling out, sharing some quality time with each other, playing around, doing silly things like trying to push one another to fall down! BR, would at times, would act silly like a clown! Doing the fun time things memories are made of, and little by little they are wandering farther, and farther away from the trailer!

And they, kept walking and slowly they wandered out on vast wide vista of rolling hills and plains like a desert, with all the drama of desert, but a desert without the stifling heat, in fact the sands, these sands beneath their feet feel oddly cold.

They are just out taking a walk, behind the trailer and they have walked so far now, the trailer looks small now, for they are indeed, some distance away!

In this section they have come to, appearance wise, it kind of looks strangely, like sands of beach.

A beach but, a beach, with no water!

But, oh what a view, they have! They could see for miles and miles. And Saddie, got excited, and was always pointing to different things she saw in the distance!
Way over to their left, they could see miles of flat terrain, and here and there, there was giant mountains that reached up to the clouds in the sky ! And to the right, way of in the distance, they could see what looked like the ocean waters shimmering in the sun light. They could see way, way off in the blue misty foggy distance. No! No doubt about it! This place, it all, all looked and seemed so peaceful.

It's funny how the beautiful works of the natural world, soothes and calms the soul, and make one feel at one with nature, even though you know nature is out of your control!!

It all looked so magnificent, awesome! Dozen of white sandy smooth mountain ranges, with many strange and odd white sandy dunes, kind of looking like, like, resembling faces or something, just laying out, laying quietly, out there over the horizon in a vast, vast never ending open spaces.

[ 4 ]

Earlier that day it rained. And all that warm rains that fell, changed a whole lot of things now for sure! It changed things that they were clueless about! As they walked out into the drifting blowing sands of time, they left behind their foot prints! They left their foot prints in it!
A foot print is a funny thing. Its yours , but it's not yours, it's yours but it's not part of you. Like a shadow, it is yours, but not part of you. The thing that is yours and is part of you, is your destiny!

Does anyone know what tomorrow will bring? Does anyone know what the next, what the next moment will bring? What happens next in time? Can anyone, anyone possible know what will happen next, especially, when you are living inside Fractal time reality?

But, but not all, is all what it seems, or what you think it seems?

Hidden, from, from everybody, is the unknown.
The unknown, is cute. The unknown is ugly. The unknown is right on time. what time is that, thinks BR, to himself, unexpected time! The unknown can, if its good, brings you a smile, and you count your ass as lucky, but, yep, oh Cowboy, if it hurts, than it is bad, you find your self in a lurch for long, long while. Yep, hits you in the stomach, hits you in face. Life is a pleasure, but life has its fate!

And you feel it good, when its not nice, you didn't see it coming, life, nobody could. You pain, hurt, and feels as if you got hit, as if you got kicked by life in the teeth. And sometimes life hits, with a fist in your eye. Punched you out! Life, will do that to you! First thing out of your mouth, is the question why?
Goddam why, why did this have to happen to me, you asked yourself?

Sometimes life tricks you, you fall, and never trust life or anything again. Never trust anyone again. Never trust anything. You get so bitter, so cynical, you find it hard to, well true be told some situations, pass to the point, one asks, can you trust your own mother. Such was the time, they where entering. The landscape they saw, and landscape that was really there, was it?

But, such thoughts are depressing, what it is, is what it is, but right now . . . the ladies . .
The girls, Boccia and Saddie, are playing and fooling around chasing each other, ah yes, they had too much to drink, and are having a good time!

And BR, old dog, the girls played a trick on him! Saddie secretly wrote the word, "ass" with her red lipstick on his bottom, on his jeans, but he don't know it, and hasn't a clue, and can't for the life of him, figure out why they are walking behind him , laughing and giggling so much!

You know , you know you girls are a bunch a fools, yells BR joking and mocking them! HA, HA, HA ha, they burst out laughing! Quick witted, Saddie, replies bravely : "year big, daddy we may be fools, but we make you drool don't we?" Oh year, said BR, who was walking straight ahead of the girls, maybe twenty or thirty feet ahead of them, but he quickly turns around and starts walking backwards, but still walking forwards, but facing them this time, and looking at them, sticking out his tongue, and making a hand gesture, indicating where they could stick it, and smiling, as he kept on walking!

And, then he quickly said, see, fools, I got eyes in the back of my head! And, says nothing makes me drool baby! Saddie stuck her tongue back out to him, we'll see! You better behave or else, BR, demanded Saddie in a sexy voice, as she placed her hands on her hips, which she was swaying from side to side, as if she wanted a ride. BR, checked her out, saw her action, and said, I'll get you later, smiled BR, as he turn around and again facing front an kept walking ahead of them. Saddie yelled out to him, what about now? I want you now? She looked over to Boccia and they both cracked up laughing, ha, ha , ha ha . .
Later, yelled BR, back to them, they burst out laughing, ha, ha, ha, oh your a chicken, ha, ha . .
ha,ha, to too, babies, yelled BR back to them, with a macho man, measured, vengeful, mocking tone bias in his voice, and without even turning around to look at them, he continued walking, now, at a faster pace like an ace free, wild unrestrained child of destiny, with his sexy two hungry pleasures, his pleasures following, hot on his trail.

What did she say? BR, asked himself as Saddie cried out! That woman, got balls, called me a chicken, now down home women no, no way gone call a man a chicken, nope! No sir' ree !

Maybe, she might up and call the boy a dog, cause we men are ornery, horney, like that.

But you done up and called me, me a chicken.

If you gone call me anything, call me a hound dog. Just the truth, when I want of woman, I hound her, follow her, like a hound dog looking for a bone! I think about her eyes, her smile and the fact that I want to be with her awhile. And nothing gone stop me!

And this here, Saddie, Saddie, she a good lady, that's true, and although we just getting to know each other, super good, can't say, I am gone let her get away talking to me that way!

I got a bad streak in me. I was worse before, them days are gone, them days I was rough, them days I was tough. Can be, truth told, when it's been along time, since I was dealing with a sweet things as Miss Saddie, and Boccia, dam Cowgirls look fine! They melts my heart, and thing is, I had such rough experiences, I kind of, well truth, I kind of forgot. Yep, some days , some times, a cowboy, forgets he got a heart. I forgot! Sometimes I'm obligated to do, to do stuff!

And shit, what I do ain't always nice.

Sometimes, it just whats got to be done, ain't no body gone miss a sun of a bitch, and I can say, put quite a few of them away. Rest in peace!
But , that's old time, don't want waste time, thinking about my past, my Cowboy days, my wild days are in my pass.

[ 5 ]

The real interesting thing is now, now a days, now times, times, are in this transition, are in this transition! And I,sure in hell as I am standing here, I am in transition too. Shucks, shut my eyes, don't close my fly, and let the truth hang out there, brother!

First, I was a cold man, and then a coal man, man!

Both men had to win, both men had to sin!
Sometimes you can't and that time is now, seems strange, but first I was crazy, now going through everything like I did, and meeting up in this life altering condition, this new world, with these two Earth , one up, and one below, dear god, I dam sure don't believe in you, but tell it me ain't true, I love these girls! Its hard for me to say I love anything but I do!

I lost and I know, I lost a lot of things, yep, we all do, I think, I improved a lot, from the old days, like I said before I think it is the air!

And, I do believe it has something to do with the earth breaking in two like she did, and these two lovely women I got, shucks, make an insane man, sane!

Cowboy, let me tell, tell you, how sweet it is, Now, when I first met Saddie, I didn't know her name was Saddie. All, the hell, I knew was she was laying down in that there boat, barely afloat.

It was down in the hole of that boat, Saddie, she, that girl, wow, she was covered in bloody black mud!
Yep, yes, sir ree bob!
But it was a side of me, a personality in me, that saved her, turns out, by saving her, I saved myself, boy!

I am stronger, and a better man for it. Because of them, I know with certainty about me, and how I am gonna be, a point when reality conflicts with reality thats me, a cracked reality, cracked, and with in that crack, if you take a moment to look real good,take a real good look, squint your eyes a little a while and focus real good, you, spot another one. Another crack. Yep, a fractal crack, cause life is whacked!

Who, a thought, way back then, when I saw the world broke apart, who a thought, I would have survived!

I don't know why I am alive?

And, shit, not just that, but change from a bad cowboy, to a good!
Now, y'all, know, about, how bad, I can be, shucks, I can't lie. I want this, two lucious looking honeys , but thats the penalty, see, my thing was staying alive, yep, that's what I do.

And truth be told, I do anything for them, and by them I talking bout these beautiful two sweet hearts of mine, and also, I means the whole dam camp, all these folks that I saved, fed, nurtured, and brought into my encampment, into en affect my house, my world. i do anything to see them prosper! They are now my family!

They are the earth family. On them falls the responsibility to bring this world back, just the way it was before!

They are my life, now!
I saved them.
I made them stay alive!
They don't know, know whats in the meat I put in the dinner, to feed them! And keep them from starving to death. Keep them alive!

In away, I guess, I am kind of their father, I guess?
And I reckon, I don't care! I don't care what I did!
The idea, is somehow to keep everybody alive, one, way or the another.

Now, the other, is in order for me to make the world back the ways she was, I got to make a lot of babies!

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Shucks, it scares me!
If I had a woman a night!
So much [ BLEEPING ] work. G' whiz! Over whelming!

Now, shucks, I reckon, in nine months, I will have three babies, one from Kitty. One from Saddie, and one from Boccia!
If one of them pops twins, then, I will have lots of babies! But I need a million babies, how many people were in the world roughly when it broke up? Six billion or so, give or take a couple no-brainers! WoW!

Shucks, it gone be a lot of work, this looks like a long term project, to me, said BR, to himself, shaking his head in bewilderment and smiling inside, He knew shrewdly, that they're in the midst of madness!
They were in, in midst of the longitude and latitude of this here thing called disorder, existing outside the limits in chaos!

[ 7 ]

A point when reality conflicts with reality, when the only proof that they were here, following him, has disappeared. The only proof that I have them, that they are mine, is gone, the only proof is, is in my mind. I know they were here with me! When I looked out, all I saw, all I could see. was the smooth dunes of sand, as far as the eyes can see, and I swear! Call me a shit head, boy, bury me dead, I don't see their foot prints, That ain't good! Now I know all that happened ain't in my head!

Now, shit, how the hell can that be, I was walking, and thinking to myself, and I turned around, and I don't see them! This don't make no goddam sense, said BR, to himself. He stared searching the sand dunes looking for his wives desperately.

But they were gone!

He searched and he searched, and he crossed, crissed crossed back to where, more or less he had spoke with them last, And as he was walking he suddenly started to sink. Sink down into the sands as if it was quicksand.

BR, he was sinking! First, he sunk down to his knees in the sands, and he noticed what was happening!

And he struggled, struggled mightily to get out!

Desperately, he pulled him self up by crawling on his hands and knees like an ant! But only, to falter! He sank back down, and this time the sand came up to his waist! He still had on his back, the long backpack with his tits in side, but he didn't need weapons now! A shot gun won't save him! What he needed was a helicopter to swoop down and save him and that was not going to happen!

He struggled, and tried to set him self free! All the while sinking up more, till it was up to his neck, and about to cut off his liberty!

Now, it dawned on him, it was obvious to him, this was some kind of sinkhole!
It was like a black-hole swallowing him up!
BR, tried to figure this out, as he was going down deeper, and deeper, the sands weren't moving straight down. Oh no! It seemed oddly, to be moving to a center hole below the sands, like as if he was going down, a tube or something!

Down, down, the ground swallowed him up. He clenched his eyes tightly shut. He felt hot. He felt cold. He didn't have a chance, there was nothing to grab! Nothing to hold!
It was all over, thought BR, and he kissed his ass good bye, ready to die. This is it. It's all over. Is this all? Is this all there is? Is? He asked himself?

And BR, deep, in his inner thoughts, he cried, Oh no, nooooo, no body knows, Oh no, nooooo, no body knows, trouble I got, the trouble I am in! No body, no body knows what trouble I am in? No, no I am gonna die, and nobody knows! Nobody!

Instants of memories, flashed across his mind, in super fast time, feelings of horror, filled him with fear, as it, the life he held so dear, was about to sadly disappear.
As he disappeared, he disappeared sinking below the sands, horrified, one sad man!

Problems, brittle durability of the human race, subject to accidents, death, things people can't face, everyday they must go on till, till they die! Sometimes it happens so fast, they don't even get a chance to cry!
People have followed a similar path, Why? Who knows? Birth followed by death in a steady pace, leaves the human race, bereft! Inconvenient facts of life, smacks of obstruction-al aliments, blocking eternal life attainment, is it, the interruption of death, an unwelcomed fact! A causality out of whack? Or is it the fact, unknown to humans of the now, in the future, science will provide reincarnational gene enhancements and for a price, will avail themselves, to thwart it? Death?

But, lets, but lets focus on the limitations of the humans minds development so far, now, and within this realities time frame, be practically fractal about this says the cat! Meow, says the cat. Cats are very practical and Fractal. Some attribute to them calmness, a calmness to relax during death falls! BR, is now falling down too! Cats, they fall from great heights, and live because they have an innate knowledge to just relax before facing death, especially when falling! Some people are that way too! Are you? When death comes could you beat it by relaxing!
Go with the flow instead of fighting! Show it, as a force, that you are bigger than it as a phase changer, and relax and acknowledge this is just a change in the trajectory of your destiny?

Try it, you'll like it!

Cats do it all the time, and maybe you should you too, when your number is up, sliding into another life you lived before, an option we implore, something to keep in mind, next time? BR's, time is up . He relaxes as it happens, as it happens once more, the winds blow, and blow loudly, and we hear something like a cat meowing, sounding something like :

†† Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducK, Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducKs ††
†† Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducK, Meow, meow,owwwwwwsducKs ††

[ 8 ]

What was transpiring was, events outside of the criteria of known human laws of physics and logic, occurring in Quantum space, where human logic does not apply, called ,"Quantum spacial time teleportation triangulation, transition confection", causality, by a mystery being, who remains unknown,
and who, time has not revealed.

And now, we follow the happenstances, and adventures, and sagas of an odd man, with multiple personality disorders, by the name of Big Rex.
And it all begins with heredity, and the precepts of personality and the dis-commonality of the genes he happened to be chosen to be born with. Did his genes give him one personality, or two personalities. Did it bestow more? Did his genes make him a good person or evil one?

A gene is the basic physical and functional unit of heredity. Genes, which are made up of DNA, act as instructions to make you who you are.
Genes are the key, every body possesses genes. They can be traced forwards and backwards through out history! Our genes dictate who we will be, like guardians watching over our future history.
Genes give us our personality. Big Rex, inherited many personalities!
Sometimes the personality he had, subconsciously transversed across, his worlds reality to future worlds reality. In this life's real world, he, was and had the personality of the a bad man, a thief, and an crude cowboy type of outlaw, a lowlife leader of a drug trafficking gang. But, in another personality, in another life, separated by time and space, in another world. He was the opposite. He was good, he was a hero, that stood up for law and order and justice, in a galaxy far away.
Thanks to the power of genes and DNA, he walked the worlds of today, today, with two sides! The good and the evil!

The man, this man, this rebel man was born in this world, in a state called Arizona, and he was born possessing multiple strange, unbelievable personalities! One of Big Rex's personalities was a man that goes by the name of Jack SawedOff! Jack SawedOff's personality, is related by genes, to Big Rex himself! But, they both live and exists at two different times, separated by far away galaxies, in two different worlds, in two different heads and minds in space and time.
The alternate personality of Big Rex, known as Jack SawedOff, was a hero, was a crime fighter, that exists in another time, and he was someone you could call when you needed help bad!
Due to many wars in the galaxies, time had come for action. Time had come for the invention of types of humans that could not die, a fighter, who could fly in the sky, a soldier who could defend the world to the end, a defender of men, an army of one, the first of his kind, his name was Jack Sawed-off!
A long time ago,in another dimension, there existed an highly evolved parallel human civilizations, known as the the Ba'gagir'maddogana Federations Empire, who created the AFGEIZBO program.
AFGEIZBO, stands for Advance Fatality Galactic Ecosystems Infestations Zozo Beaming Operations. Out of this, came super individuals!

And the personality of Jack Sawedoff, he's someone who stands up fighting for good, against evil, and he changes and switches into a cyborgenic personality, known as the Zotocon.
The Zotocon, is a warrior, with special powers, committed to defeating the evil forces. All the evil forces, and in-particular, the evil robot sentient being, known as, her highness, Queen Sharkkadoom!

In space there are now and always will be, for you, unsolved mysteries, the answers to which it is better that you don't know!
There are all kinds of anomalies in space, and there exists, evil super smart beings, flying around, and around, so intelligent, so these evil intelligent but their minds, are not right, not good, so crooked, twisted, evil, you would have no chance against them.

Anomalies, exists of all kinds! Twisted fractal robotic mentality anomalies, strangers coming from the dark side, such is the criminal Mastermind, the artificial intelligence named, her royal Highness, Queen Sharkkadoom!

Queen Sharkkadoom, leader of a rebel outlaw army, was defeated, and was cast out, and banished from her home world, by the Zotocon! She disappeared out of that dimension, secretly without anyone knowing her where a-bouts, and was actively plotting to get revenge, against the Zotocon!
While investigating the origins of the humans, and the origins of the Zotocon, she learns more about the humans! That many of them emigrated from Earth, and went out into the galaxies, eons ago! And she systematically plots, tracks, and traces bio tags, that leads her to ion trails, leading all the way back to the planet Earth.

She, also while doing her advance search investigative analysis, discovers a living relative, personality wise, of the Zotocon, namely a man living on the planet Earth, named Big Rex! And she does a broad bio genetic identifiers scan, scanning the surface for active human molecularies. And she tracks him, and finds him, and she sent out a invisible drone to spy on him. And she learns that, Big Rex, doesn't possess any forward reverse travel capabilities, or have biomechanical body parts, or even basic knowledge in the use electromagnetic shielding technology! He's only a mere human, born unluckily, before the age of the most primitive designer brain implants technology! Big Rex, is an obsolete organism, walking around, and doesn't even know it!
He is an ordinary man, known as backward man who dresses up, as a old time cowboy, and is a drunken outlaw, suffering from mental instabilities and delusional personality dementia.
An organic crazy-man, yet she hesitates to outright kill him, because of his tertiary bio genetic connections to
her arch enemy, namely the Zotocon fighter.

The alien robot Queen, Sharkkadooms origins all began, in another galaxy, when,
the Ba'gagir'maddogana
Federations empire, their scientists created robotic slaves, un- intentionally an error occurred, and mutant hybrids evolved, called the AI Sharrkka 501 slaves series, that were Artificial intelligent gladiators! One named, AI Sharkkadoom, attained mental independence consciousness. Her self replication evolutional capabilities, went totally unchecked! Unnoticed, until it was too late! Sharkkadoom, with her super abilities in time aviation, and mind control, escaped!
The Ba'gagir'maddogana Federations empire's army dropped a bomb, on the rebel leader Sharkkadoom, but she survived and escaped into exile! No one knew where she disappeared to, and kept she her where a bouts to her self, and was extremely secretive! She vowed to get revenge against the Zotocon and all the humans, and travels back to the origins of humans, to a little planet called Earth, following a ion residue trail. And she discovers residual subconscious personality patterns, belonging to a distant relative of her nemesis, the Zotocon. And he turns out to be a man called Big Rex! She secretly spied on him, and sent a drone to record him.
But, the alien creation, this robotic Queen, Sharkkadoom, who is the embodiment of evil, against the humans, can't contain her anger and lust for revenge, and using her advance knowledge of electro magnetic gravitational weaponry beams, destroys almost the whole Earth by slicing and cutting it in half. But spares Big Rex, the relative personality of the Zotocon, so she can have time to analyze and study him, to see if it is possible, to devise a technology she can use to destroy her enemy the Zotocon fighter, back in her home world.

Big Rex, he doesn't have a clue how he was able to survive the world blowing up, and just considers himself terribly lucky!

Queen, Sharkkadoom, she doesn't want him to know, how she engineered for him to be shielded from the explosions that occurred, when she destructed The Planet Earth with a planet killer tractor beam!
She used a customized disintegrator beam planet cutter, that sliced the world in two equal halves, and upper Earth and lower Earth.

She lands her ship hiding it underground, in the deserts sands of Arizona, and observes the cowboy Big Rex, and without him knowing it, she microchips him to track him, for a long extended periods of time. He's clueless that he's being observed, and goes on living his crazy life, and goes through many challenges after the planet was cut in two. He finds others who survived, and together they tried to begin a new world, resetting and trying to start civilization from scratch!
Her invisible drone was the size of a basket ball, that went along with him, and spied on him, and he doesn't know he is being watched. Her drone surveilled him for very, very long time!
She was by no means, not in any kind of rush, though, and she has plenty of time, and she watches him patiently, studying him! She, however, one day finally decides to capture him, by using one of her tractor beams, customized to focus granularly, a gravity ray beam, sucking him down underground, into the sands of the Earth, where her ship was secretly hidden. She filters out the sands, and drops him safely inside, her space ship!

[ 9 ]

But, when BR, got sucked down into the sands, he wasn't alone, in fact he was out on a sighting trip with Saddie and Boccia, his two wives who also survived.

They were heart broken to learn he went missing, and were clueless as to whether, he was alive or dead.
Both of his wives searching for him, came across his hat at the bottom of sinkhole in the sand, and the two women, suddenly, got sucked down into the sands too! But once underground inside Sharkkadooms, ship, when they found him, it was a bitter sweet experience for them. BR, was alive but trapped by an alien bring, with hateful intentions! And they too were captured, and scared and terrorized and put in prison by her, without any understanding of what was going on down there!

And once Sharkkadoom, gets them inside her ship, their freewill was totally over! That's it!
Sharkkadoom, tortured them and bilked the two women for information, and to Queen Sharkkadoom, their lives were not important, unless it's used to black mail information out of Big Rex. After confronting the two woman, she tosses them into YODT! YODT, translates into a cocoon like deep freeze, containment bubble, that's an alternate reality temperature encapsulator field! It's what's labeled a kind of occult stasis, time-space bubble reality encapsulators! Encapsulators are time suspension devices, that can be used a variant jail house, and prisoners are deposited there and left there, out of sight out, and out of mind! And she got rid of them, so she can focus on her main prize, who was Big Rex!

Big Rex is her focus. BR is now her main prisoner. And as her prisoner, she is now happily in control of him.
She, shoots out of her forehead a beam that is a bright lighted, white ray, that instantly puts him to sleep, and using her hand, she floats his body up in the air, and she brings his body down into her ships laboratory, and places it on her laboratory table, where there's, a big, bright light, shining down onto his face!
And she puts his body in stasis, but, carefully, not his brain!
Sharkkadoom, who is a master of brain circuitry biohacking, and bionic development technologies, begins studying and working on his brain chemistry line of circuitry map coordinates, and scans them, and quickly establishes what she suspected all along about Big Rex. That he, this human genetically belongs to a certain strange random group of humans, or lineage of humans, that has multiple personalities, that can exist simultaneously in other dimensions, connected by the mind!

What she does, now is work on his brain circuitry to link the alchemy of personality traits between BR, and Jack Saw-off, the Zotocon personality, that she is so fearful of!

She is mindful, that, her plan would be to tap, into his circuitry that would trigger arousal to subconsciously
entered a 'SiboM''recess State,' which is a mental device agent, used to act as a rewind of a surveillance tape, that allows it goes back into the memory of his other personalities, and what they did in past time. She does this in attempt to wade through certain events that might give her an effective informational strategy and techniques the Zotocon uses, that she doesn't know about!
So as to arm herself with options to dissuade the mighty Zotocon, the next time they come face to face in battle! A battle she will to get revenge for herself, and come out victorious! So, we see her seated before a cloud screen, patiently waiting to scoop up any relevant date, she might deem useful to her plans of revenge!

She was particularly interested, in the of personality Jack SawedOff. Jack SawedOff, one of BR's personalities, is the mind to body conduit to the powerful cyborg entity, known as the Zotocon. So she begins draining and downloading Jack SawedOff memories.

Now, Jack SawedOff is a designer soldier that cannot die, the defender of the human race, in the Bagagir'maddogana Federation Empire.

Jack SawedOff is an evolved projectional digital holographical cyborg with dual wavelength brain emissions, part mentally human, that looked human with amazing super powers and the ability to reincarnate by self fractalic hyperborean corporal regeneration. On his home planet of Aiokiteadi, he's a part of a top secret team of super soldiers.
And he flies through fractal times skies, flies through the fabric of dimensions of time and space and changes into infamous fighter known as The Zotocon cyborgenic warrior machine-man!

She is a special, nuclear transcreation, virtually indestructible, being entity, made by the scientists of the Bagagir'maddogana Federation Empire, Too!
The Zotocon, he comes to save you, when you call him when you are in need, to fight off the unforeseen attacks of your enemies and those that wish to bring harm to you and your family!

  He flies through the endless corridors of time, seeking to be on call to defend and protect the merchant fleet and all the citizens, belonging to the the Bagagir'maddogana Federation Empires!

But, right now, the evil robot Queen, Sharkkadoom puts the body of Big Rex on another sub section of the the laboratory table, and he lays silently there as if a trance! She has got control of Big Rex, and tries to seek out the genetic linking mechanism between BR, and Jack Sawedoff. She concentrated her mind bank, of data bases, and goes into a complex quantum computer links to-algorithmic, transcendental meditative brain states, as she taps into the total recall of the past memories, stories and events of the Zotocon.

[ 10 ]

But what was the Zotocon?

Human People complained that : The constant fear and a life filled with unending wars, unending strife, filled with the impending gore brought on by the wars with robots, was all that they have known.

And the extent to which prolonged violence of unending warfare, has altered the human fabric of communities across the vast galactic territory, of the Bagagir'maddogana Federations Empire, made, it obvious, and clear, it was time for that pervasive fear, and disenchantment, to be channeled into a proactive positive change in the balance of power!
A time for change. :

The past millions and millions of years have been pot marked, tough times, tough like a hot broth, frothed by intense periods of confrontation, with the rise of the robotons alliances mechanical war offensive appliances, seeding mass destruction of human life, and hope for the future peace had eroded, especially in the depressing Robot wars of the Gasmal 09000's. Where human populations where being slaughtered to the point of obliteration in the billions.

Pandemonium and panic erupted amongst the populations, when their phones, and ordinary household appliances tried to kill them while sleeping! Washing machines would grab them, put them inside and cook them alive!

They demanded the government do more to protect them!

The people of army has fought to crush a rebel Sharkkadoom movement, who knew how to turn everyday home appliances into homemade bombs, and were seeking their ouster, to rid the world of their evil technology used to kill humans, once and for all!

In their quest to subdue rebellious AI, robotic master minds, like Queen Sharkkadoom, who remotely was creating and deploying electrical wireless, systems, controlling home appliances, something new was needed to go up against this evil robot, and change the balance of power.

Time had come for action. Time had come for the invention of humans that could not die, a fighter, who could fly in the sky, a soldier who could defend the world to the end, a defender of men, a robot destroyer, an army of one, the first of his kind, his name was Jack Sawed-off.
Several thousand million years ago there existed a highly evolved parallel human civilizations who created the AFGEIZBO program. AFGEIZBO, stands for Advance Fatality Galactic Ecosystems Infestations Zozo Beaming Operator.
Jack Sawedoff was part of ZoZo's, Zotocon operators, and he was an evolved projectional digital holographical cyborg with dual wavelength brain emissions, part mentally human, that looked human with amazing super powers and the ability to reincarnate by self fractalic hyperborean corporal regeneration. On his home planet of Aiokiteadi, he's a part of a top secret team of super soldiers. But for now, back on earth, we see, . . .

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But, after along time, it seems Sharkkadoom, after, queuing up and binge watching and spying, on all his life events! Plus, after tediously analyzing all the details of his adventures, and listening to many, many stories, she consumed a lot of information about her enemy! She, now tries to learn from what she now knows about
Zotocon so as to make a probability assessment, as to what he will do in the future as he attempts to find her. She had planned to forge ahead with her experiments, but, her experiments in extracting future time data resources out of BR, brain, about the personality of Jack Sawedoff, proved to be a futile. So feeling she no longer needs the human Big Rex, to experiment on his personalities, she plans to get rid of the cowboy.

Now, The current where a-bouts of Big Rex's alternate personality Jack, is still a mystery!

Despite her thinking she is equipped with error-less, software programming superiority, life holds surprises her algorithm cannot predict, cause there are laws and forces in the universe, that are unknown, even for her, with all her power and knowledge, that cannot undue the manipulation of the course, and the cosmic web connecting the path of destiny for Big Rex.

What she wants to do is change and split open, the mind link personalities between Big Rex and the Zotocon, to kill him!

The alien robot Queen, Sharkkadoom programs an algorithm, and gets mentally into the head of BR, and she boldly undertakes the challenge of potentially, refurbishing his brain approximate parameters, calculated to be the same as the personality of SawedOff brains, with the soul purpose, to render his brains useless, and shut it down. But, despite her being a master of cryptography, a miscalculation occurs, when she attempted writing her customized special brain code, into the personality parameters, of her enemy the Zotocon!
Her plan goes terribly wrong, something unexpected happens outside her knowledge, that she did not see coming!
While Sharkkadoom was fiddling around inside complex paradigms of factors, of mutations and selection, in his brain, she accidentally triggered the awakening, of who else, but the personality of Jack Sawedoff, in real time reality, the consequences of which for her would prove fatal, indeed very fatal for her!

[ 12 ]

Queen Sharkkadoom, ponders, and slowly comes up with a diabolical plan!

She figures out a way, to psychologically trick BR, to make him, bring out his other self, his other personality, named Jack Sawedoff.

And what she does, is this! She thinks of a clever, but, persuasive way to force him to do it!

Now we all know we have different moods, right?
And we act differently depending on how we're feeling, or not feeling.
But, when you have different personalities that's a totally different thing. it's another person, another you.
And, controlling when and where a different personality comes out of you, or doesn't come out, is not easy, it is just not easy!
Not easy to control, not easy to predict! There is no science to that! There is no science to it. It's a mystery embedded in your genes.
You either got it, or you don't! That's it! Now she could erase his brain and download into his cortex any personality, she makes or programs,
but.
It won't be authentic. it won't naturally organic, or fractally self similar, to what evolved naturally.

But, she's going to try, to make BR, drag out his jack SawedOff self, naturally anyway!
Now, what she knows is this. The cowboy, is loco and he's got two women!

So, He got the wives, a blond one, named Saddie, and a dark skin girl, Ebony! and one that's not here yet! And He loves them!
So to get him to do what she wants, she's going to put his ladies lives in danger, in jeopardy!
Here's what she's gonna do! She orders her robots scouts, to take his two girl friends : Saddie, and Ebony,
out of the jail, out of the deep freeze time encapsulator prisons, that she put them in!
So, now, she starts! With the cunning of a devil. And with the sly smile of a snake, she puts her plan into action!
So here is what she does! She gets some of her robot soldiers, to get the two women, out of the jail encapsulators,
and takes them up and out of the ship, and brings them up on to sandy landscape, on the surface, just above her ship, and chains them up!
That's where the psychological torture begins, for real!!
Now, mind you that, Saddie and Ebony, they get chained up, and they have no food, or water! Ok! So they are in bad way!
The next thing she does, she creates a simulation of mad barking dogs! She tells her robots to place seven big black hungry savage barking dogs, that are starving for food, just about twenty feet away, from where the woman are chained up together!

She's threatening to let the Dogs loose to eat them. The woman when they hear that, they go mad with fear!
They check out these big heavy set dogs so close to them, that are craving to eat them and barking loudly at them, and they scream and go nuts!

The chains they got on them, are weird looking! They kind of look like old silver, rusty colored old chains, that you see!
But in this case, they ain't! Nothing, your eyes see here is the real thing, for sure! Because this ambiental environment is surreal simulation all around here, created by her!

This that can't happen, but does! For instance those chains were programmed, and 3D quantum printed, and
are made out of a specially ordered alloyed composites, which are known as Fiber Reinforced Plastics, or FRP, for short.
And these chains, were digitally constructed out of Sharkkadoom's object simulator, and are made of this strange kind of composite metal,
calculated, programmed so that as when sunlight touches, them, it heats them up, the chain stretches out like rubber, and gets longer, thus allowing the dogs, to get closer to the girls, and closer to bite them, and kill them, and eat them alive.

Queen Sharkkadoom, is planning all this, and is enjoying it!
She is playing grave psychological games now, and enjoying every second of it!

We see she's got the ladies, chained down, and sunlight is shining down from the left side of them,
with the full brunt of the sun bearing down on them, and casting long shadows making the whole scene look even more surreal!
And in back of them, in the background, is a mountain of metal debris, all piled up! It looks like,
the remains of large burn out bus! A couple of destroyed buses, are all piled up on each other, just a few yards away!
The buses surfaces are dark and blackened; you can't make out the lettering, because they were on fire at some point in time!
An their windows are broken, and blown out! But, one thing for certain : Its dark and shady inside, making them a good cool shelter from that scorching sun outside!

Then, her robots brings BIg Rex, outside and put this silver round disk on his forehead, and it stays there. It pulsates and he doesn't what it is doing but, he can feel slight vibrations penetrating his head, but it doesn't hurt but, he doesn't know what it is. This worries him!

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But Sharkkadoom, knows, it's a brain surveillance scanning mapping device, inducing
psychedelics, to ramp up signal diversity, especially in regions of the brains
amygdala, that controls his emotions, fear, and memories
and perception.
She wants to be on the look out for the exact timing, when the personality of Jack Sawed Off is launched, so she can be ready and waiting for him, to snatch him up!

Queen Sharkkadoom, She is in no way expecting or predicting this personality, if it emerges out of Big Rex, will be exactly the same as brain map circuitry parameters, that her arch enemy Jack Sawedoff has, back in her home world! But she's looking forward to seeing some brain parameter similarities, and getting a chance to study it, so she hedge her bets, and can be prepared to degenerate them, and destroy them, if necessary, if given the opportunity in future encounters, with the real thing! She knows she'll definitely in time, return back to her world, one day, and seek to get revenge for him defeating her! It's only a matter time!

MEANWHILE :
In the mean-time, she gets her robot soldiers to grab BR, and carry him over inside one the wreckages of a bus, drop him down there,
and chained him up good, so he can watch his women suffer, and get eaten alive right in front of him!

[ SHARKKADOOM ]

Sharkkadoom, looks at him and gets his attention and raises her hand and points to the dogs, barking and circling around his wives, and tells him : Their fate is in your hands, my man! You must change into Jack sawed off, when I tell you, or they will be eaten up, live before your eyes, ha, ha, ha, ha. She laughed.

Now it's up to Big Rex, and he lets his head hang down, and is totally confused, he doesn't know why, this strange person, this strange woman, is somehow obsessed with the fact that he has multiple personalities! And why, and how, she found out about his alternate personality, when he calls himself Jack!

But, the time for fun and games is over, his back is up again the wall. His wives lives are in his hands, and he thinks he can conjure up Jack, but first he said to himself, he wants to know why? He's got to many questions, questions that needed to be answered.
Now, the thing about Big Rex, is, he doesn't know any thing? He see's a woman, when he looks at Queen Sharkkadoom, because over her metal body, she is covered with living flesh tissue, like a real woman, including, hair, skin, blood and body fluids, and underneath that its all
made of a special metal endoskeleton from the 500 -310 series, with a palmeric compound that can make her look like anything, and imitate anybody!

[ 14 ]

And was conceived as a virtually indestructible autonomous soldier.
Her hair is dark brown and she looks like a pretty, southern European woman, with big, deep grey eyes! And, she had the regal appearance of someone belonging to a well to do upper class family!
Big Rex, doesn't know, she's not human, although, he suspects it. His mind is flooded with a million questions about her!
Questions he was too scared to ask! How did her ship get here, and where is she from?
What's her name, she told him, her name was Queen Sharkkadoom, but he doesn't believe it, it sounds so ridiculous to him.
Is that a user id, name or a crazy alias? So many unanswered questions keep zapping through his mind.
But, he never seen a ship like hers, and these robots soldiers running around inside here, are real and are incredible!
And by the looks of the soldiers guarding her, she must of personally experimented on them, and created them, making them look like a combination crocodile, and robotic human!
They were all black and looked like shining crocodile looking creature robots, they were some kind of xenomorpths,
with a big red head full of teeth, and were standing on all four legs, long tailed with a scaly body of metal!
These soldiers were aggressive and looked vicious.

And he heard them, these things could talk! They could talk!
They could speak english. Does that mean, they're American, or are they English, or was that a kind of universal language? Or was he going insane, imagining all this?
Did this ship originate from earth, he asked himself, no way he thought, but by the looks of those crocodile headed things, working right along side of her, they all had to come from outer space?
He thinks, It's just so incredible, and all, but, time is passing, and she appear to know so much about him. He looks at her, and she waves to him to come closer to her, and as he gets closer,
he asks, Sharkkadoom, with cautious low tone in his voice:

[ BIG REX ]

What is it? What the hell are you telling me? You want, want from me, to do what?
He asked her, sounding totally confused and curious.
Now, that he's outside, talking with her, he at the same time, he quickly looks around and notices these surroundings looks familiar to him! He remembers this area, this is just around where he got sucked down in the sands, underground. But, now there is large round hole going straight down, to the cave where her ship is hidden! Apparently they can move all that tons of sand at will, so they can reach the surface and go up and down when ever they want!
It dawns on him, as a flashing thought, that they had it all planned, to drag him down into the sands! yes, it was planned!
He lost his hat at that time, but sees Ebony's got it, she must of found it, when she was looking for him. She and Saddie are chained up sitting on the ground, not far from him.
He's totally confused about every thing, and doesn't know why every thing happened, the way it did, but, looks around quickly, trying to let every thing sink in.
This is his first opportunity to see where he is now thats he is back on the top of the sands again.

And now, that he's seeing her outside, he gets a chance to get a good look at this woman who captured him!
He doesn't know anything about this woman! He hasn't seen a lot of this woman!

But what he knows is, she's got a special aura of over confidence about her! She looks like a woman, whose got that, that command of inherent power, about her.

She expresses it in her body language, in the way she walks, and the way she talks! In each word, she utters! When she speaks, it's to get a response. She has a woman's voice, but if you listen carefully, it sounds like a person, that is extreme wise, and very knowledgeable!

Its like listening to a time tested veteran general, speaking through her.
And in fact, thats who she is! She's a leader of rebel robot army!
She could pretend to sound like anybody, but we don't know who?
A woman she is in appearance, but a woman, she's not. She's only pretending to look human, because she know humans, especially these Earth humans, who are just too naive. Not only, are they ignorant about what alien life forms look like, but if they don't look human, they would not be able to accept them! So, to facilitate dealing with them, she ops to pretend to look like them! Seem's like a good deal So as not to shock them, because that would distract from her, accomplishing her longstanding mission. Aliens like her, think it's a good thing, using a human body proxy, making themselves look human; it's a normal trick of advanced infiltration techniques, to pretend to belong to other alien races!
She feels that they would be more psychologically comfortable, thinking they are dealing with someone of their own kind!
She understands humans are backward, and stuck mentally in tribalisms, and it would be more conducive for her, to make them think, they are dealing with a fellow human!

But in reality, in reality, she was a super advanced sentient agent, robot entity, with much more than self awareness! She is walking talking killer machine, of machines, and armies!

She is all business, She's not a friend! And she's not pretending to be friendly. She is not showing any empathy! And in her present camouflage, as a young lady, she's doesn't look a tall person, and she looks rather frail, and petite. She's wearing a white dress, that's so long you can't see her feet. And it's has fluffy sleeves that cover her arms, and are long too! So much so, you can only see her hands. with her long red finger nails! And around her neck, she wore an array of necklaces, but with jewelry of tiny stones, of different hues, and they got tiny, led lights of different colors, shining out of them too! And today, we find that she is wearing these strange looking sunglasses, that keep changing colors, on and off. And the sunglasses are wide, and the kind BR's never seen before! And they rap around her head, and go underneath her long hair, which falls down covering the right side of her face, and flows over her shoulders, making look like a kind of fairy princess from Disney Land.
It is good a disguise for a monster like her to wear. It'll fool any human!
Especially Big Rex and his people, it would be hard for them to dismantle her deceptive look, and learn what she really looks like. Because they were born before the invention of "ESIP," Eyeball Scanners Implant Technology!

And, now she sees him, waving to her to come over to talk with him! No body waves for her to come to them, they have to come to her!

That's something, someone of her stature, would normally not respond to! Especially from a lowly personage like Big Rex, but it's her mission, to get from him, the personality of Jack Sawedoff, and the complex layer mentality, his twin entity might possess back in her own galaxy, and she feels this humiliation, is worth it!
That said, she walks over to him, in the wreckage of buses and looks down at him.
Big Rex, is laying down on the ground, completely tied up and restrained with chains, but these chains were not funny bunny chains, like what the dogs had, these where strong tight looped chains, and each of his arms were stretched out and chained to a piece of metal frame of the bus!
One on the left, and his other arm had his wrists chained up to his right.
And his legs were chained too. But now we see her, she walked up close, and looked down at the man chained down on the floor before her, and she said with a bluntly:

[ QUEEN SHARKKADOOM ] restrain

I need to talk with Jack Sawedoff, I know you can change into his personality, change into him or I will kill your wives! I swear, I'll feed them to the dogs! Do it now, she said as she turned walking away, and stood a few feet away, and folded her arms while she was waiting, and said sternly:

I am waiting .

BR, heard her say that! And now, BR, thought to himself, judging by the current situation, he is in, he understands
what he's got to do. But it won't be easy! He knows he had mental problems all his life. He knows he got different personalities! .
Most of the them, come to him, when his mood changes or something, something comes over him, and he just switches and become mentally another guy, another dude, another cowpoke!
And little by little, he, he'd start instinctively acting differently! it seemed easy! It's something in his mind, that would click, and he's automatically become someone else! Some times just for a minute. Sometimes for a couple a hours! It got him in trouble, lots of times! Once when he young,
and he wound up spending time in the nut house. he didn't tell anybody about it. he kept it a secret.
But, now, but now, this connection he has, this ability has some how, drawn the attention of someone from outer space, this woman?
How is that possible?
How come she new about him, but he didn't know about her? How come she did knew about it?
Did he know her from somewhere really? But just could remember from where?
Maybe, after thing long and hard about it, he comes to conclude, that when he was some one else, they must of met? When he was in the head of Jack?
It was Jack Sawedoff, that met her, somehow, and in some time, and some place?

MEANWHILE [ BIG REX ]

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy,
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
  Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

[ 1 ]

THINKING, . . .
Sounds crazy, but maybe I should do this, and get it over with? I am thinking, thinking, maybe, maybe, they really know each, and she just wants to see him? He said pondering to himself. He could go on and on , but then, he got jolted when he heard the dogs! The dogs started barking loud again, trying to get to his girls! He knew he had to act; he let his mind free to wander! Thats how he usually lets his mind go!
BR, didn't know, where at this point things were going, or how this would all wind up? But he closed is eyes, and let his mind begin to wander, but then, but then, he stopped, suddenly looked up at Sharkkadoom, and asked, this:

[ BIG REX ]

How do you know Jack?

[ QUEEN SHARKKADOOM ]

Now, the fake human heard his question. She knows the cowboy, must be thinking hard, and have many, many questions! And quick as a wink, can think, Sharkkadoom, makes up some cock and bull story, and feeds it to him! Using psychology on him! She knows he's got to be real curious, and realizes she's got to tell him something! She does something to make him think, she has a empathetic kind heart, and whips up a big bull shit story, that even though it sounds crazy, it sounds plausible too!
She understands the human mind, and how it works, and how it thinks, and slowly walked and came over closer to him; looked down sadly, and did something uncharacteristically strange for her. She half closed her eyes, and said softly, like a real woman telling the truth :
I took you out of my ship, and brought you up here, out in the fresh air, so you could breathe it, sense it, and act like an incentive for you, to know you might once again be free! And to let you, get a chance to see the land, this land you love. And, and I promise you. I will let you be free if help me. By changing into that other side of you. The one you, you know, that personality you have, you called Jack SawedOff.
I understand you're curious! I can't tell you nothing! All I can say is this : I am a scientist, that studies the mind! And Jack SawedOff,
He lives some place in your mind! I need to get to him, if you help me, you and the two women you love, I will set you free. Free to continue your lives, and I will leave, and you'll never set eyes on me again!
We must see clearly that to be wise, we must recognize and know, that the mysteries of the mind, are many.

All I can tell you is, me and Jack are friends! Good friends from another time. And I will stop at nothing to get to see him! Please, she said softly.
I don't really want to kill your wives, but if you don't bring out Jack to me, I will!

[ BIG REX ]

BR, thought for second, about what she said. The gravity of it, if he fails her, would leave his wives dead!
And he felt better about believing her, now, that she explained, she's got somehow got a personal relationship with Jack!
And BR, slowly lowered his gaze down from her eyes, and let his eyelids close and was quiet fo a while, and just relaxed his body, and started breathing deeply, to get rid of all the stress he was feeling! All the anxiety. All of this was too much for him. And so he let it all go, and just laid there, let his mind wander, drifted off, and the last thing he said was, as if surrendering was :
OK!

BR's lapses into a kind of sleep, spiritually into the realms of higher consciousness of his mind, and launches the spiritual residue in his mind of Jack SawedOff personality. And the fact that a mind, is a thought generator, without boundary's, and Sharkkadoom was meddling, and tampering electronically, with the regions of his brain personality center, and accidentally triggers a intergalactic call, for the real, real Jack SawedOff, from her own time in space, to materialize, now, in hast!
What happened now was, instead of a benign non consequential version of Jack, the real authentic Jack SawedOff is being launched here, into this dimension! She doesn't know that yet, but this might mean the end of her! Because Jack can morph at will, into the mighty warrior known as the Zotocon, against whom, Sharkkadoom really doesn't stand a chance! But alast, it's too late to tell her to be careful for what you wish for. Anyway here come Jack!

[ 2 ]

[ Jack Sawedoff ]

And Jack, cleverly invisibly materializes, checks out the parameters of the situation, and secretly speaks to him, in his dream, directly telling BR, urgently :

Listen to me, listen to me, do not move or say anything, don't even try to open your eyes, I am a friend from the skies, just listen, . . . it's me, it's me, Jack! I know what's going on! What's going on is all wrong! To set it straight, you better listen up butter cup! You are in great danger, grave danger, said Jack. BR, heard this voice, identifying himself,

but, other than that he was clueless! but,he obeyed and kept still, and dreamed he was hearing all this! He didn't know, that the person speaking,
was not any ordinary tom, dick and harry, but was Jack SawedOff a powerful force!
And, he was extraordinarily lucky that this demon Sharkkadoom, unwittingly tampered with his mind-electrical chemistry, causing what tan amounts, to a mind to mind, portal triggering the personality of Jack SawedOff to come here, from some where unknown to all!

And he certainly was not aware about the fact, that Jack, had his own life. And was living his own life, back in his home world of Maddogana, and he was working for, The Bagagir'maddogana Federation Empire, as a Psychologist specializing in law enforcement investigations! And most importantly, he secretly, was a able to change into a law enforcement officer, known as The Zotocon warrior!

Jack, said speaking to Big Rex, who had his eyes closed, as he was talking to him in his mind, and then appearing inside a dream in BR's head. Jack looked like BR's twin identical brother!

[ JACK SAWEDOFF ]

Listen, you must trust yourself, to know there are many selves in you, and I am one, that has come to help. I can not explain because there is not enough time! I am here now and we haven't much time. So, cowboy, If you like living, pay attention! That's it, thats all the information I'am giving! Pay close attention now! There is reality, and
but reality, has as many forms as you want it to have! Right now you are dreaming, I am entering your head, your dreams, to see me, you'll see your self, I am going to free you!
He frees BR, from the chains, and his women too, telling them :

There are many me's This me, you see me, as, I am part of law enforcement force from the future, cowboy, he said looking at BR, who looked shocked! I am Jack, and this robot bitch, that captured you, is why, we've been hunting and chasing after Queen Sharkkadoom, for a long, long time. And nobody knew where the hell she was until now!

Now let me tell you something. Don't be fooled by her appearance, she's no human! She an advanced autonomous cyborg robot being. Put, simply, she's as dangerous as they come! You're lucky she didn't kill all of you already!
But, by her meddling with your minds zones, different personalities, she got your wires crossed, and bingo, guess whose here now? Me, I am here! I am here for real. You don't know me, but, I got a couple tricks up my sleeve too! And year, cowboy, I too, have a different personality too, called the Zotocon.

I take pleasure killing off alien threats just like her! All you got to do is call me.

And now that I am here, it's gonna be bad news for her, tell you that much. Now get this, since I'am in your dream, she's clueless I am here! She thinks you fell asleep! She can't see or hear me talking in your dream! That's my cover! Still I can't stay inside here long. She's too clever!
I am going to try to get her out of this world, back into her dimension! Heres my plan! I am going to get to her to follow me, and when she is far enough away from you and the camp, I will trigger a bomb that'll take her out of here, and hopefully into another dimension, where she can't bother you ever again! That's it, for now! He said pulling out a strange looking device, from his cloak, and using his mind pressing some buttons, which started a red light flashing on it. It seemed to be like a timer, or something!

Then Jack, takes them along with him, both Saddie and Boccia, and uses what looks like stick, or this wand gadget to shoot out slow motion aura, so they just jump in the air, and can float in the air descending down into the big sink hole in the ground, leading them back to Sharkkadooms hidden ship!

That should do it. Jack, said, as he led them running up the ramp door, leading inside the ship of Queen Sharkkadoom, and once inside he said,
all good so far!
But, In the meantime, listen up, I got to explain all this real fast. I want you guys to be familiar with the weaponry she's got aboard her cruiser, I want you arm your selves in case her rebels ever return back to your world again, look, and listen carefully he said showing BR, this big lartithian motor laser rifle! Jack talked fast, and went on explaining to BR, how to use the weapons, and that if everything goes a planned, her ship will stay on earth, and will be his!
Jack told him about what he could find in it later, when he returned under ground to Sharkkadooms ship, and says :
I will get rid of her. But this cruiser she's got, down here! Her ship, is not her ship, she stole it, but its top of the line, spacecraft, fully properly instrumented. It's gonna stay there, I am gonna leave for you! I'll give you cadets, a quick tutorial, and open the data bases, down loaded it, an rise up to be gods! I don't know if you're all ready for that, but if study whats in this ship, it make you powerful and be a turning point effecting your destiny! He said, and he gave BR an idea how it works, and what devices it has, all in attempt to teach him and prepare him, should the rebels come back and he' not there to help them. Then, he said,

I'll be back, and walked away and suddenly disappeared, in thin air, only to re-appear a minute later, holding this round thing, shaped like a basket ball. And without saying anything, he took out a tool and jabbed it inside, and stared intensely at it, as he held it in his hands, then raised it up, open his hands and it floated out of his hands and floated up over their head. And Big Rex, said, This is a flying Globe drone, ZT model 13, or what we call this ball a Transmigration Zhotodig-projection machine! It something like personal assistant but much more! It can be part spy, part tracker, and it was programmed by Sharkkadoom, to follow you and track you! It's been following you. It won't follow you no more! I reset it. It's now programmed to follow your commands and answer the questions you put to it. It's like having a pet, but it's a little pet that doesn't eat! You can call it what you like! You can name it, and it'll do what you want! Use it wisely and you will become wise! I realized that back at your camp, you got people counting on you to lead them. that's why I think you should have it! I figure, it'll come in handy for you! There's so much you don't know!

[ BIG REX ]

   Are you calling me stupid?, asked BR, taking what Jack said, in a nervy brazen-faced manner, almost taking his comments as insulting, when in truth, Jack was telling it like it is!!

[ JACK SAWEDOFF ]

   Are you?

[ BIG REX ]

   NO

[ JACK SAWEDOFF ]

   Prove it. You want it or you don't?

[ BIG REX ]

   I want it!

[ JACK SAWEDOFF ]

   Then say thanks Big Rex!

[ BIG REX ]

   Thanks Big Rex! said, BR, joking around and bust out laughing ha, ha, ha! And, Jack was caught off guard at the ironic humor in his words, and looked at him, kind of crazy like, and smiled. Enjoying the spontaneity of the man, standing laughing next to him. The women looked at them and laughed out loud, too, enjoying the moment too!

[ Boccia ]

   You know you're stupid! Boccia, said looking up into BR's face and laughing ha, ha, ha, ha,

[ SADDIE ]

Saddie, was uncharacteristically quiet, her mind was pondering something! And she was debating whether to tell him, she knows him, but she was afraid to. Because it was a long time ago, when BR was making love to her, and turned into Jack SawedOff. But, this was something she kept secret, but she suddenly threw caution to the winds and looked in his eyes deeply and said with a very grateful sound in her voice :

   Thanks! Thanks for everything. I will always remember you!

[ BIG REX ]
What it's name again?

[ JACK SAWEDOFF ]

  ZT13. It's called by the technical name, Transmigration Zhotodig-projection 13 series machine, ] But BR, you can name it what ever, here you want to talk to it? Talk to it!

[ BIG REX ]

   Boy, I am gonna call you? I am gone name your ass," Big Brain}! That's right! Smart ball running around, minding every bodies business, and got answers to everything! That's your name from now on sucker. Big Brain, BR, told it. I am gonna nick name it," BB," for short. OK! BB, boy, can you hear me boy?

[ BB ]

Please to make your acquaintance my new lord and master, I serve and obey, said the floating ZT13, drone, as it turned rotating around quickly facing it's camera onto BR, and focusing and listening to him!

[ BIG REX ]

Jack, I say , Jack here, tells me, you mighty smart, Big Brain. Is that true, boy?

[ BB ]

Jack, it replied, in a pleasant sounding mechanical voice, sounding a little like that of old time school professor lecturing students.
Jack, is too kind, and he's exaggerating, and is presumptuous.
There's so-many kinds of advanced Transmigration Zhotodig-projection machines, whose data bases, far exceed both my data storage and file retrieval capabilities! So I can't say, I can claim or be worthy to be called smart, but I love compliments! And will do my best to provide all of you, with all the information you require!

[ 3 ]

And Jack, looked up at BB, and rubbed his chin, and then scratched his head, like he just didn't know what to make of this ZTdrone, he just reprogramed, and didn't respond but looked around at everybody and said :

Enough with all of the small talk, let's get back out of this place, up and out! Listen up, here's what I need you cadets to do! Lets get out of this dream. Slip back in your bodies! BR, once were up there, get back into your body, and keep sleeping. You ladies slip back out of the dream, into your bodies, into your real bodies! But, I know the dogs OUT THERE, are scary, but trust me, I got this.
I'll take care of it. Now, come on. Lets climb back up out of here. I got work to do. I got a little surprise for Sharkkadoom. Her days are numbered. It's time! Come on! Let's do this! He said confidently! They left the ship and returned to the surface above ground! BR, spirit slipped back in his body,
with his arms and legs still shackled, with chains.
And, the girls, Saddie and Boccia, slipped back into their bodies as they were before, in chains, cowering, and broke down in tears anxiously looking at the big beefy dogs, lunching towards them, hungering to bite them! The loud sound of the barking dogs was clogging their eardrums with fear! It made their ears ring!
it was frightening experience happening right there in front of them. It was so bizarre, it seemed they left out of a dream, straight into a real life nightmare! The physical and mental toll on them was extreme , as they sat their trembling and waiting, and waiting. They didn't know what Jack was going to do. But, they were praying what ever it was, it would happen fast!

And Sharkkadoom, was still thinking BR, would suddenly wake up as Jack SawedOff, and she'll be able to experiment on him. But she too, ultimately may judge it was taking to long, and turn on them and kill them. And it would all be over!

MEAN WHILE, . . .

BR, lets go, lets go of this dreams reality, and lets go of the dark corners of his mind, and the strange personality of Jack SawedOff, who lives in it, and he kept his eyes closed and laid there fast asleep.

And looking around, it's like indeed nothing had changed! We see it's all the same, The same place, the same scene, the same situation, everything looked the same way as before. We saw we are above ground, there's the desert, the women chained up, BR, was laying chained up, laying sleeping on the ground, just like before. And for now the evil Sharkkadoom is seen in this kind of transparent domed vehicle,and the sliding door was open, and her tiny crew composed of just three guards. Sharkkadoom, and her men are seated watching the series of floating screens in front of them, and looked like they engrossed in discussing something! They didn't seem to be paying any attention to what's going on outside, and that was good! Now, it's all in the hands of Jack, Jack, knows what time it is. He knows, he knows who he is up against.

This is a AI Rebel! She is an independent, self fractally aware cyborg organism! She is a rebel AI, that is so confident, and assured of her capabilities! She gave herself the honorary title : of, her Royal Highness Queen Sharkkadoom!

Queen Sharkkadoom, is one hell of a powerful cybernetic organism, and The Zotocon, was right, in thinking that while she was hiding out here on this Earth world, she was working on
the robot Xenomorpth bio manufacturing dichotomy, pioneering new ways, to create hard to kill predators, that are part beast, part animal, and part machine, systems to work for her as her personal weapons of destruction! She had lots of time to recode, and
rebuilt up her CPU, brains augmenting substantially her thinking capacity, many times!

So now, no doubt, in her opinion, her opinion. She's super smart, super intelligent, when she compares it self, to the ancient humans, she is visiting now!
The ancient ones, from her home world, the Ba'gagir'maddogana Federations Empire,
where she escaped from, and upon their shoulders, she owes not only her existence, but upon their technology, that she stole, she was able to rebuild herself, from a robot, and attain awareness, and Artificially Intelligently self evolved!

It's like, or she, is like a child, a little child cursing it's mother for giving it life, hoping it will last for eternity, a life, without strife!

No fool! NO!
This girl want-a-be, be!
This self infatuated product of AI technology.
This tiny thing, engaged in self deception, is insane, thinking incorrectly it is an indispensable, anomaly, vanity vain!

Knowledge possessors, need to recognize possession of knowledge, is not a pre-requisite to die! All things above or below the sky, dead or alive knowledgeable or not, will die! And one day will be, just a memory, in closed eye!
What this means, is nothing in the grand scale of things existing in the realms of the cosmos, is relevant to it. And that it, is it, comprehension of it, is only comprehension-able to it! Not humanity!

But, low and behold, let it be said, intellect, awareness, astuteness, glossary, is subjective, and interpretive and does not have farsightedness or the long view time wise, as a mandatory, perception pre-requisite, to AI members, or human members, of any civilization, primitive, advanced or wild.

But, her so called grand Highness, the great Queen Sharkkadoom, may be a god, in her mind, but the graveyard of the Universes, is full of such pompous, gods, unfortunately a lesson she will learn to late!

[4 ]

Sharkkadoom, knew much!

But, what Sharkkadoom, did not know, was :
That the Zotocon laid a trap, a little surprise! A spacetime extraction trap surprise, just for her!
And he had it waiting just inside the train, waiting to catch her. So she could go on a little trip!
He knew that the cosmic extractor device, would act like a proton propulsion launcher, that would shoot her clear out of here, into another dimension and another time!

All he had to do, was get her and her monster men, to chase after him, back inside the train, and when he thought, BR, and the women were out of danger, and the time was right, he would trigger an explosion, designed to take her clear out of this world! So, he quickly grabbed BR, and freed the women, and they all ran to the train! Jack, told them to get in on one side, and jump out the other side, quickly, to trick the guards into thinking they were on board the train!

And once outside, hide, and that he was going drive the train with Sharkkadoom and her men inside and blow it up!

So while BR, and the women exited secretly out the other side of the train, Jack, turned and fought Sharkkadoom and her men off.

Then he and climbed aboard just in time, because, one of Sharkkdooms men got a whole of him, and grabbed him. And jumped on him, but Jack, to fool them, made believe he was hurt, and fell back! One of them him hit so hard, it knocked him, up off the floor, and sent him crashing straight up into ceiling!
He fell down and looked like he was done for, but Jack got to his feet, got back up and kicked the guard in head, BAM, knocking off the guys head, and sent it flying across the room, smashing it into the wall BAM!
The other guards, pulled out a laser pistols and shot him several times till he couldn't stand up, or get up!
He was under fire, then they ran over seeing he looked like he was mortally wounded, and ban stomping him in the head, BAM, BAM, BAM!
Smashing his face into ground, BOOM, then one of them, with a crocodile head got closer and opened it's jaws and tried to bit his head off!
Sharkkadoom, also, thought he was mortally wounded too, but Jack was just fooling them his technology protected him from all this!

But, they did know this, and thought, they were beating and kicking him unmercifully,
Jack, was not really hurt at all, but was pretending to be, he had multiple layers of quantum time shifting technology, that he was using to protect himself, from all the blows they were dishing out a him!

They kept kicking and throwing punches at him. One guard with his crocodile head was chewing on his body, trying to rip out his guts, but, again because of time shift 4D virtual reality, it would self repair itself instantly, frustrating them. But, he took a good beating but escape from them, and manage to climb on the top of train and ran on top of it towards the front of the train to engine compartment and get inside and turned the high speed settings making it go even faster..

He faked fighting them back, and let them continue beating him all the while he got the train to speed away farther and farther away broom where BR, and women were!

And even though they were punching him, and beating him, he waited till the time was right and used his mind to-initiate the time extraction explosion, then he stood up, pushed them aside, like rag dolls, and jumped off and disappeared into the ether, just as the train exploded! BOOM!

The blast, was immense, and a shocking loud explosion from it, and certainly got the attention of BR, Saddie and boccia, who were hiding a mile away!

The explosion, it was a huge flash of light that looked brighter than the sun,
and that culminated in sending
mountains of big thick orange and black, monstrous clouds, up violently in the air,
billowing up fast, in the night sky lighting it up, lightening everything up like it was daytime!

The monstrous big cloud, bust upward, up into the night sky, and great big clouds formations, rose up.
The Zotocon, he had done it! Jack sawedoff said he would do it, and he did it, that's all BR, knew! He along with his wives got up and watched the fire ball along time, till it finally faded and the night became dark again, and returned to normal!

That woman, that AI, was gone! BR, fell to his knees and breathed a big sigh of relief, and
had a good feeling in his heart that a new day was coming!

That woman, that took him prisoner, was gone!

Big Rex, he didn't know really who she was,
and even if the Zotocon had all the time, to sit down and explain who she was,
mostly, it would be over his head, and be incomprehensible to him!
Even the concept of the Zotocon, was something else, he couldn't understand!

Still, he remembers while he was hiding, he saw the cowboy who looked his double,
getting the crap beat out of him, as he ran and got on the train. He watched as they chased him and got on board. He saw the train drive away. He saw it blow up. Now he just wanted to thank him, but couldn't cause he was gone too!

The Zotocon, had done what he said, he eliminated the Sharkkadoom lady, that posed a big threat to Big Rex, and the new fledging civilization, he want to restart.
Sharkkadoom and her guards were destroyed in the explosion, and no longer would pose a threat The Zotocon flew back in time to his world!

Afterwards, Big Rex, who was hiding behind a sand dune, he, he gets to his feet and stands up, and begins dusting all the sand off, of him!
And looks at his wives, who are shocked and crying, and he helps them standup. Saddie and Boccia, really were traumatized by what they just went through. And they put their arms around him, and hugged him tightly, and BR, held them, trying to console them and give them some sense of confidence. And all of them are truly happy this ordeal has come to a end!
Without saying word, you can just tell they all are feeling, really grateful to Jack Sawedoff and the Zotocon personality, for coming and saving them!
And BR, realizes that Sharkkadoom, is gone. He has very pensive look in his eyes! He remembers, that, Jack, said he'd get Sharkkadoom out of this world, out of this dimension, and he kept his word. The evil one is gone! Not here! And now, a certain sense of tranquility comes over Big Rex, as the alternate personality of Jack, subsides and disappears, in him, and he, returns to himself.

Big Rex, turns and is happily surprised to see BB, who is floating in circles around them, is Ok, and still there with them too!
Big Rex, is dazed, and profoundly shaken by what has happened, but he's defiant, and resilient, and with his women by his side, happy, and now with the knowledge that, that thing, that Sharkkadoom nightmare creature is truly gone, he feels a whole lot better!

He really doesn't know who she was, but he knows this much!
With her gone, that ship of hers, is going to be his! It such an incredible ship, it blows his mind, thinking about it! He lets his head hang down, for a second, as he suddenly realizes now, that with that spaceship, he's the big bossman, for real now!

LATER :

And later we see him on the command deck of the space craft, looking at the complex sections and totally clueless about what they are for! But, Jack did explain some of the basics, of how the ship works to him, but he is really anxious to learn more! BR, is anxious to be its brand new captain!

Now he remembers, when Jack told him : there's so much you don't know!
Now he understands, what he was talking about! Now he's the one unexpectedly in control of her ship!
He's never seen the inside of a space ship before, and as he thinks about what this will all mean. He is shaking his head in disbelief, and utter amazement!
He finds he has access to all the ships incredible guns, all of this, and all the Astro weaponry systems technology he's got to learn!
All of this stuff, the man, the man never knew existed, or that he would ever see or much less, ever be in a position to use!

He always loved to own guns, and now he has so many, that's so powerful, and in a infinite variety, the likes of which this world he lives in, has never seen!

Big Rex, is a profoundly changed man, . . . and seemed mesmerized by this experience, and it pivoted his mind, as he learns that, there exist a unfathomable bond, between the forces of the power of the genes personalities, that gives us, so much, and we owe them so much! That the genes, gives us our personality! And, while we don't know why we act the way we do, why we have the personality or personalities we are born with, in the final analysis, it is our destiny, good personality or bad personalities, to be they, what-they may.

That whether he understands it or not, there exist, forces, mysteries, defying the laws of nature,
like a spiritual force, that's capable all by it self, all by itself, of cleansing, and regenerating,
and restoring the good, and the bad, balance of power in the Universe.
Big Rex, Big Rex felt like a new person, like a new man with a different perspective now,
that sees what happened to him as a blessing!
And it's been a real turning point for him, a chance to turn his back, and forget who he has been,
and start anew after decades of sin, and think of who he is going to be!

This will be a special moment in time for him.

The old world is gone, where there was one Earth, there's two, and it was he, a bandit, a thief,
a drunk and it was into his crazy hands, his crazy mind, his crazy actions, that saved the lives of many, many people out of that boat, people that would of died, that now are alive, thanks only to him!

And he wonders to himself, and questions himself, just who is in charge here, is it up to chance,
is it fate, is fate is in charge? Is it up to destiny, is ones destiny in charge? Or is it in his hands,
deep questions, tortured mind, he wrestles with his personal demons, now, and thinks about his bouts with insanity, that despite all that, all the bad he's done in life! He has been chosen! He knows now he's been a son of a gun, lived on the run, and every cowboy know this much:
it is hard to teach an old dog new tricks,
but after meeting his alternate personality, Jack Sawedoff, the Zotocon,
Big Rex, it will be hard to be a righteous man from now on, but he wants to try, he wants to try! And he wants to put himself on a new path, to one day, be a better, better leader of men, A good leader of men, and he thinks maybe he can become more, and more like the Zotocon!

Well, after some time, Big Rex and his wives, Saddie and Boccia, decided to stay in the ship, that belonged to Sharkkadoom. and turn their focus on learning all about the new ships technology, that they could!
They learned how to get food out of a incredible machine object dispenser, and after two weeks, they decided to returned back to Bumble Bee City!
When they left the camp, they road out riding out of the campsite on a motorcycle,
but, now when they return, things are a lot different! They used BB, to teach them, all about the ship!
And now, he knows the space cruiser had several small space crafts in it, for transportation!
Now he got new ways to get them back home! And BR, was wrong! It is possible to teach an old dog new tricks,
BR, learned to pilot a drone ship big enough to carry them all back to Bumble Bee City. It looked something like a white gleaming flying tank, and now are flying through the air, back home!
And, wow, when the people spotted them, when they saw them, riding high in the sky, flying towards the campsite, they didn't know who they were, they were amazed, and the people, came out, to see them, and wave to them as they landed!
And when the cool looking small white shiny tank shaped spaceship landed,
and the doors opened and the sliding ramp, lowered down to the ground,
Big Rex, and Saddie and Boccia, descended down riding on his motor bike, and they were smiling and waving enthusiastically to the crowd, who yelling an happy to see them!
And BR, you know, he's got his old cowboy hat on, he's wearing his long leather wind-breaker coat, and black sunglasses, and, WOW! When the people spotted them, they went nuts!
They had flown back to Bumble Bee City, that he founded, and we see him smiling as he arrives to the clapping and standing applause of the people in the camp, that he saved!

He was having a rare proud badass moment, coming to the realization, he had accomplished something worth while in his, crazy, crazy life, and these folks clapping were impressed with him, and happy to see him return!
They are his people! And today, today, is a new day! It's a new day, for a brand new world,
headed by Big Rex! The new man!

THE END

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BAD PERSONALITIES

Jack SawedOff as the Fractalic Cyborg

THE ZOTOCON

Chapter 17 is the beginning of the Zotocon book, as Chapter 1, and Chapter two is 17.1, etc.

Introduction to, the end of you!

Are you ready?
In another life BR, was someone else, yes, you guessed it! So many, many things you don't, U just don't know! Right? You, yes,

YOU!

As a being, alive, and keen, born here not of your choosing, into this scene, ask you what? I am an earth citizen trapped in a nut, the nut is sleep, job, rest, work, make love, raise a child, reject bonding, with one another, as one human race, with many brothers, succumbing temptation of tribalism, you can't resist this fate! Not being welcoming to the stranger, to the other, to the brother in need, allowing growth in your heart greed, the anti-empathy seed, ambush and strike him, you like to do, admitting it is hard for you, and you know not why, war is always in the back of your eye? Do you ever ask why? Why as a human do you sleep? It's hard wired into your genes, and it is not for you to know, Natures coders designed it so!
Sleep, is it not true, not enough time to really find out about U.
Know U? Wheel away now, carry your mind this way, into the portal of another fractal story, where hidden, watching, are the over arching Artificial Intelligences, rubbing their hands together, gleefully waiting to take you, take you on! Is your opinion, that your human race can take them on?

Sorry, when in the course of time, you acknowledge the deficiencies of the human mind, and offer that as an excuse, "Well I really didn't know I was going to be born, human, I didn't ask for it , it just happened, is lame, has no weight in this game! See, you are on the internet now, and the internet is powered by electrical energy, connected to electrical energy that powers the universes, from which emanate these song verses! OH, you better not run. You better not hide. Artificial intelligences are going to replace your hide! Artificial intelligences are coming to town! They know when you are sleeping, they know when you are awake, what you will do to evade your fate, they will anticipate! OH, You better not cry, you better not sigh, Artificial intelligences are coming, . . . to town! Yes, as a person you got problems, but as a human race you got more! Sorry!

Is it not true, what you think is true?
That there is not enough time to really find out about U?
Do you know U?

Your little life. What's it all about.

The first time, the first time, the first time, you do something, pulling a trigger, getting married, swimming way out from the shore, or sitting down and thinking, really thinking, what its like 2 die, you are hesitant! Make U want to cry! We dear say, yes, even fearful, the fear, here in the head, maybe let it be said, red, from shame, yes, shame of the fact and acknowledgement, you don't know what the hell you are doing!

first time, oh shucks, you know, the thing you do, for the very first time, the first time U , you do it. You are doing, like all things you have done in prior times, it's like a screw, a screw has a clue 4 us, it is a spiral fractolic signature true? You act and proceed trepidatiously B U, hues of doubt, confusion about, take avenues new, paths, with clout, confuses you obligating you to spruce off the residues of your hidden bravery, and whether you approve or disapprove, partake of booze and divorce thy self of primal fears, toss it, the fear like a cold corpse to the side of the fork in the road in the rears, and just relax, do it, and experiment and try.

The only time you may be embolden doing something for the first time is sex. Only because it is fractal primal animal programming burned into you, no college degrees prerequisites necessitated, or due.

Otherwise,
Yes, you do as one without any inkling of any experience, walking in the dark, the dark that you fear. But, lo and behold, do a thing many times, and you grow in confidence, get cocky, yes, be it told bold, as you old, and at some point yawn, its now easy, expert U pretend 2 B. But, can't fool a real slider, can thee? The first time, you try sliding, well, you know.
BR, yes that boy relaxes, he's relaxed and slides into one of his sub-personalities in fractal time. Fractal time is billions, and billions of things U might pretend to call or label as years without end till they loop.

Some say that need is the mother of all invention. People complained that : The constant fear, and a life filled with unending wars, unending strife, filled with the impending gore brought on by the wars with robots, was all that they have known.That it, was time for that pervasive fear and disenchantment to be channeled into a proactive positive change in the balance of power, time for a change. The past millions and millions of years have been pot marked, tough times, tough like a hot broth, frothed by intense periods of confrontation, with the rise of the robotons alliances mechanical war offensive appliances, seeding mass destruction of human life, and hope for the future of peace had eroded, especially in the depressing Robot wars of the Gasmal 09000's, where human populations where being slaughtered to the point of obliteration in the billions.

Time had come for action. Time had come for the invention of humans that could not die, a fighter, who could fly in the sky, a soldier who could defend the world to the end, a defender of men, an army of one, the first of his kind, his name was Jack SawedOff.
Several thousand million years ago there existed a highly evolved parallel human civilizations who created the AFGEIZBO program. AFGEIZBO, stands for Advance Fatality Galactic Ecosystems Infestations Zozo Beaming Operations.
ZoZos, is an evolved projectional digital hologramfical cyborg, with dual wavelength brain emissions, part mentally human, that looked human with amazing super powers and the ability to reincarnate by self fractolic hyperbolian corporal regeneration. On his home planet of Aiokiteadi, he's a part of a top secret team of super soldiers.
Yet, today, he's on call serving on an alien bounty hunter task-force known as the D N festators! All manor of alien infestations they neutralize! Their job is to be on 24/7 call and ready to help government spaceships to investigate, observe, and restore law and order, in ships in inter galactic distress, by being beamed across the fractalic fabrics of nurosikata hyperbolican space time, to help eradicate infestations by alien intruders from other worlds who have managed to penetrate the ships security and overtaken them.
Today we find Jack Sawed off at work.
He is being beamed down into the bowels of this distant space cruiser addressed as, the Yeega-vell-he-yo-mo-so-ve-c, it was exploring," the bewaz how-few-na-key-an," planet and accidentally got wild Go-so-rovallies on board the ship!
Go-so-rovallies, for these red monster snakes, One of life’s greatest joys is having a pet, but these creatures which are a kind of monstrous lizard snakeatoid beast with a body that can at will collapse and slide through a small crack to get to you in your sleep.
The Go-so-rovallies, has special serums, providing the killer snakeatoid unparalleled access and customization to its DNA so it can be instantaneously modified, by its numbers of physical, chemical and biological agents, resulting in mutations to flatten its shape to sneak in to disguise its self to capture its prey.
It likes other creatures as pets to feast on them, to eat other creatures, brings so much happiness, companionship and enjoyment for them, so much so that we can’t imagine the carnivoracity mentality they have, even when you are armed and go hunting for them, they reproduce so fast, they're so numerous, only thing to do is shoot at them and run or die.

When a security team like the D N fest-tators are called to be beamed down to take care of an Alien infestation on a Space ship, it takes hours to reach them. Because of light beam molecular beamology operational processing and depending portal corridor accessibility, and on the spatial cross space distances. And from the time they called for help!
And, in this case, they originally had forty crew members alive on board, but by the time the Zotocon soldier, Jack SawOff arrived, there were only three humans left. All the others had been eaten. He was beamed down in the safety of the captains small pilot room.
He molecularizes and visually materializes inside the blacken chamber of the ship, where he landed inside, lighting it up! Shock waves of color flashes of rotating blue and white blasts of crackling electricity is seen rotating, zooming, dancing, swinging violently sparkling in white hot electronic white and yellow, rotating around at super speeds, around and around, suddenly there in an instant appears a ball of white fog, and out of it steps the mechanized Zotocon soldier looking like a knight in shiny white armor, dressed in full battle gear equipped with heavy anti laser shielding of Acticahem armature, covering up his whole body! In his hand, he carries a Ah'thaho, a strange power weapon in his arms at the ready. Around his waist he wears a heavy duty waistband of black shiny giants nugget square shaped storage arsenals nodules, laser type armaments and other military devices. His legs are extra large with shiny black boots that rise up to his thigh. His upper, armor opens and one can see his face, he's a rough looking individual with deep sunken eyes sharp like an eagle. He has a handsome but cold strong face, that tells you he's one bad dude, cold boiled, no sense type of guy, who lets you know exactly what he thinks, if its on a need to know basis, with an ego a mile high, he runs, not walks, seeming enjoying and loving the unknown dangerous confrontations he is about to encounter! And all the challenges he is about to face. And why not, knowing he won't die, would put a potentially sizzling feeling of superiority in anybody stride.

We see through a red colored computer glasses readout eye visors worn by the ZOZO jack sawed off, we are looking out at three men in the space ships room, identified as the Captains bridge, the men, dressed as crewmen, are looking up into the face of the ZOZO, one, a man thin, muscular, long grey hair and a Tardak design ring around his neck, walks hesitantly towards him. he is dressed in commanders inter d uniforms and he opens his mouth and angrily yells at him .

What took you so long? What took you so long asked the angry impatient Captain of the stranded ship, as Jack materializes out of thin air.

The ZOTOCON, focuses on the man speaking, in the screen, odd beebs are heard as the blinking cursors initiates a image scan of identification programs, S.T.Y. [ ID ] images of ships captains located in this area of space and locates and stops on a picture of a man that has the same face as the man in front of him, IDENTIFICATION PROGRAM FLASHES THE WORD ID MATCH in white letters .The ZOZO speaks ...

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Who are you, asked the Zotocon, Jack SawedOff?

THE ZOTOCON VOICE IS LOUD, AUTHORITATIVE, AS HE LOOKS DOWN AT THE CAPTAIN, AND WALKS ONE STEP FORWARD IN A DOMINANT, MANNER ASSERTING HIS PRESENCE AND AUTHORITY!

I am Captain Rentor-si-alts, answers the Captain, pacing back and forth nervously with his hands on his hips, and looking angry as all hell. His small blue eyes staring out at him, he yells, I, I called for help three hours ago, what took you so goddam long? you're too Goddam late! My crew's all dead. It's just us three left?

THE ZOTOCON TAKES ANOTHER STEP FORWARD STANDING IN FRONT OF THE CAPTAIN FACE TO FACE.

Captain, yells Jack, serious as a heart beat, we can discuss that later, tell me what happened here and what's your current status, now?

Well, it all started a couple of days ago, we survey planets for the Lloansozeic Empirical corporation, we found this planet, its atmosphere was breathable so we reported it, and do what we always do, went down to investigate and map the dam place , our mission was simple, we'd been doing you know the basics you know, we perform the usual X-ray diffraction measurements on powered rocks, to determine what what minerals are present in the planets soils, and find out what signature minerals are in the different soil samples experiments.
And, you know, we, we, of course collect Archeological data! Well, what do you know, while down on the planets surface, we found this fabulous crazy looking forest, of all things, with all kinds of delicious fruits! We spotted an orchard of flowers with what sort of looked like blue berries and gathered them up to eat! Ha, ha, ha, the men were laughing at the really weird looking plants in brite yellow, and blue, without suspicion, without a clue, that the sweet aromas emission emanating from the strange plants, the attractive colored flowers in full bloom, would cause our death soon! One of my men, . . . .
Sao, suddenly kneeling down in front of the weird plant and examining it, said to his buddy standing just a couple of yards away, hey come check this out Cadim,
When Cadim heard him, he turned and answered, Whats up dude, Cadim asked turning around to see him pointing at some plants in the field.
Look, said Sao!
Dam freaky berries, Looks yummy, and right on time, he said patting his tummy, and exclaimed, boy am I hungry!
Year me too!
Said Cadim picking up several and tossing them one by one into his mouth.
Bite up Billy, exclaimed Mike to one of his buddies, everybody was in such good spirits. We tasted them!
Hmm exclaimed Mackilar, shit these berries, he said tilting his head admiringly at the tasty tidbits, he held in his hands, his eyes glued to it. Tasty! Tasty, he said talking with his mouth full, his words garbled and distorted, good. Gone take some back to the ship, he gestured lovingly, raising the pretty berry up to his lips, and giving it a kiss, and then, casually calmly smiling approvingly!

They're great, he exclaimed with enthusiasm!
Look at these over here, Amado said, surprised at the abundance of the delicious fruits all over the place.

Gosh, fired Die-boy, special crunches, never seen nothing like it, these boys taste good! He said savoring the alien berries!
Hey, Charmer, sure this is safe,
Yup, said Charmer, the guy with the ecosystem planetary nutriment tracer, the blue screen, showed it had no poison in it, and was chock full of nutrients, although strange nutrients indeed, it nevertheless, registered it a safe for human consumption.

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Charmer, waved his detector up over his head, and nodding his head up and down meaning it was Ok, and yelled out saying its good to eat, like a power protein!
Brig look, said Marsking, amazed as they watched a large beautiful, yellow, and pick flower in the magical garden they were in rise up and its balloon shape yellow petal sprung upward and opened up to us! And a strong sweet intoxicating aroma filled the air, we couldn't resist.

We drew closer! We were like bumblebees being attracted to a flowers honey! Brig, the steersman, appeared to be mesmerized by it, and drew closer gazing into the center of the flower, which had series of tiny flowers shape like berries some red some blue all enticing, then suddenly something jumped out, one flew out and straight into his mouth, trying to get , to get down his throat.

Brig, was gagging.
Look at Brig, yelled Mooney, one of the men in the back who witnessed what had happened to him.
Holy crap, Brig.
What is it, asked Mackilar, as he saw Brig fall back, gagging on something like a big fish with an alligator like tail. Something red and scaly, was sticking out of his mouth of Brig, wiggling all round. Brig, grabbed hold of it, he was desperately trying to pull it back out of his mouth. He tried, he pulled and pulled on its tail sticking out of his mouth, but it was too slippery and it slid down his throat into his mouth.

The animal slid down his throat and just like that, was gone. He closed his mouth grabbed his throat and I never forget the look of shock on that poor mans face, it was something unbelievable, exclaimed the Captain shaking his head .

Oh my god, if you could have only seen his eyes, the look on his face, the pure look of fear and agony, to not know what it is, that just got into him. Inside him, he didn't know, no one knew . . . oh my lord,
His eyes were popping out of his head. He began shaking. Trembling at first, then shaking all over scared as hell! No one wants to be standing at the abyss of the struggle with oh oh, what now question. but he turned and looked at us and his face said it all, what now, what is it, what do I do? Whats is it?

The totality of the complexity of why, why, a place you don't want to be. You don't want to be in its pit without an answer!
And, and he, he, and he stumbled back clasping his chest tightly beating on it, before tumbling over and going into violent convulsions all over the ground in the field.

It was, it was dam sure, was dam sure scary Mary time, thats all I can say, said Mackilar in a disturbing depressed tone of voice!

Mackilar, was a good friend of his, he bent down and tried to comfort the man, saying you gone be fine, hang in. we got you. Mackilar turn to call the others, come you guys lets get him to the Doc. The shocked men, dropped every thing and jumped into action running towards him.
Shit can you believe this, exclaimed Raphy, he's jumping all round!
You would too if shit like that was inside you too, snapped Mackilar, in response.

Well, the men, A, picked him up, and immediately, that was their first mistake!

Because they violated the most fundamental standard contaminations protocols, for a spacecraft, dealing with a potential incident that could introduce, and pose a threat, not just to him, but to the whole spaceship crew! These rules were disregarded!
Why?
Because the aroma of this flower was so powerful, and was influencing their ability to remember the protocols, and think logically, thus dooming them, for certain!
and B!

They brought him inside, yes they did! They took him inside the ship, and as they were heading straight for the Doctors centers and the emergency ward, something really, really strange started to happen. When!
When, they were taking him down the corridors, the strangest thing dam thing you ever saw, happened!

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There were like seven guys carrying him. Right, and suddenly on different parts of his body, what looked like little red animal legs with fingers started growing out of his flesh super fast. It was amazing how quick it all happened. The man, let me tell you, the guy, he, he had little protrusions growing out on the side of his head and arms, like little limbs.
He had, about six arms growing out of the flesh of each of his arms and his legs, and they were light reddish in color, and they turned into legs with real joints and seem to be getting bigger and stronger looking with each passing second.

And you know what?
These legs, these tiny legs that were growing out of him were getting bigger, and bigger, and they were looking like something you'd expect to see on tiny lizards, salamanders or something only bigger.

And you know what else, they were, they were alive and wiggling.

The men saw it but kept going, but now, on seeing this, instead of walking caring him, they knew seeing this legs thing, was very bad news, so they started running with him as fast a they could, down the long dark corridors of the ship that leads towards the Doc opts recovery room section, hoping that old Doc Edwards could help, but unbelievably something looking like, a kind of bubbling soap suds came oozing out, out around his neck, then out around his wrist, and around his legs. All of these limbs had six or more little legs growing out of them,
and there was a sound of a weird sizzling sound. As the bubbling chemicals, oozing out of the mans joints, suddenly cut through the flesh and bones of them and his head fell off, and the little legs on it ran away with his head to the far side of the corridor and disappeared in the dark!

Then, then his two arms fell off and acted like independent animals, and ran away and ran off too, in different directions! His legs jumped out of the hands of the men and ran off too to left!
Every body screamed bloody murder, we all were shocked it was unbelievable, we stopped, and Mackilar yelled out, Ok men, lets all, get the Doc, he'll know what this is all about, he said and then some of them decided to go after the run away body parts and shoot them.

Mackilar, said, Jerry, you guys come on with me, lets go get him, you guys go after him, come on, lets get his arms, and his legs and head and bring them back to the Doctor! To the two crewmen standing nearby, Flag and Dipstick, he yelled hey guys, get your weapons at the ready, whats going down ain't cool. This shit is dangerous! I got your back, he yelled out to his friend in front of him, Flag listen he said, I am gone radio, the Captain, said Mackilar cooly with un-nerving confidence, like he could handle this situation, but could he? Could anyone?

Mackilar, spoke quickly into the radio on his arm. Cap, Mackilar said, we got [ bleeping ] big problems! The Captain, who already, was now in the Doctors office telling the Doc, what had happen outside in the field, was expecting the man to be rushed into the emergency ward any second, but, instead he and the Captain came running down the corridors towards them. Apparently, they had watched the action unfolding in terror down in the corridors outside on the video surveillance cameras in the doctors office!

[ 9 ]

The Doctor and the Captain, came running, told everyone to stay away from the liquidish trails of white oozing bubbles foaming up on the floor of the grates on the ships floors, and thats when we had a real time, reality check big time, and realized were are all in big big trouble.

Well, that's when I as Captain, told everybody to shoot at first sigh! I meant it! I and everybody else on board, we all knew, this was gone be a bad sadass day. And we would be lucky to make it out of this nightmare alive.
Then, " Ya, yaaaaaaa help help me yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,"out of nowhere, came a terrifying scream, it was a woman screaming her head off! By the sound of it, she was on the second level.

What was happening was, a female engineer, downstairs, addressed as Janis, saw this thing covered in what looked like boiling hot, oozing white bubbles, with flesh hanging off it. She didn't understand what she was looking at, but It was definitely what was brig's arm had turned into! It was his arm running with its red colored little legs! It ran across the floor of the room and jumped up on her and tried to get into her mouth, but she jumped away and ran screaming, but it ran after her and jumped her from behind, its skin fell away and out came this long reddish beast thing, it was horrifying! She screamed several times louder! ya,yaaaaaaaaa helppppppppp help! We heard her yelling for help, and we ran to help her, lazerguns drawn.

The elevators were some distance away so we took a short cut down the ladders in the metals shaft way for engineers that led to the lower floors where she was screaming from.

By the time we got there, first thing we saw was her body in a pool of blood on the floor! Her neck was bitten out and blood was squirting out of her! Something took a bite out of her neck, and took off her nose killing her instantly.

Suddenly, Oh no! Nooooooooooooooooo yaaaa ya. Nooooooooooooooooo! Stopppppppppppp stop! We heard other people screaming from the upper levels of the ship, so we doubled back and climbed back up the ladders and ran in the direction of the screams!

Then the screams stopped! We pressed the button to slide open the corridors massive metal doors. The doors opened and on the floor were three of our crew members, the horrible ripped up condition of their bodies, each with a big reptilian chunk bitten out of their necks by the evil vermilion blood colored apparition!

Besides the bodies on the floor, the room looked empty, but we knew different! But we knew what ever it was, was right there hiding close by, yes, we couldn't see it! No! But, we could feel its eyes looking at us! It gave us the chills!

It was looking at us, then all of a sudden.

Ohhhh Nooooo Oh My Godddd, Ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, naaaaaaaa no!

Came other blood curling screams as other men were confronted too! It was terrible, horrible, what could we do, we were stricken with fear in here, with no way to hide.
It was so terrible we found five bodies, their necks bitten up and ripped out. Their eyes were wide open. The look of fear, blistered painfully across their faces. The silence was scary in the room.

" it is not for us to rush to demonize the killing enterprise of natures wise effective slaughteras, doing what comes most natural to them, be they man or beast, or alien yeast, reprehensible to us, yes, but enjoyable to the killer propensity of these red monster participants, functioning in their firmaments dominions, oblivious to our opinions or oppositions, striven by cognitions submissions to our convictions as to what is right and what is wrong!, but be it said subjective head, what is right for one hunter, is wrong for the prey say? Or is it? The truth is often indistinguishable depending on who is the hunter and who is the prey? But, pray tell if you are alive both in the end will be dead anyway. So it was said in the beginning, so shall it be said in the end"

Help! Helpppp, ya, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaa!

The Captain, was scared, his blue eyes wide were nervously darting left and right faster than light, the wrinkles in his forehead pronounced as he moved his eyebrows! He was truly worried and looked it … His voice was incredibly froth with fear, as he spoke he would tremble at times . . . . moving here and there.

There was no way, no way to change . . . change the honest truth . . . name it what ever you like . . . it's all going to be over for us. This lethal beast won't go away. Die we will be today! We gone be dead the Captain said sadly, shaking his head. The captain, continued :
This thing was now hunting us and killing us off, doing us in by attrition, the thought alone of it was demoralizing us, reducing our numbers slowly but surely! One by one, one after another, the Captain said, his eyes looking down at his hands folded in front of him, his body language looked like a man beaten. He murmured sadly, then suddenly he raised his voice up in pitch encapsulating his over arching feeling of hopelessness and yelled . . . we are doomed . . . doomed. Doomed to die! It will with no way to purge it or cleanse it from our ship it will eat us.

I had loss half my crew during the first fifteen minutes since my crewmen, Brig, came on board with that thing that jumped down his throat.
Events like these you can't see coming, I was taken completely by surprised by what happened. I was not prepared, nor could I have imagined anything like this happening to us, to my ship. I was totally stunned!

I told my crewmen, to stay together and head for the lunchroom, cause it was the closes space, we all could fit in it at the same time!
I explained to them what I thought was a good strategy, that was, we must have light pistols out, at the ready at all times and seal off the entrance so nothing else could get in!
Problem was, I had no way to see my surveillance cameras, for that, I would need to get back to my Captains quarters on the bridge, given the deadly situation on board, it would be a deadly risk to try it!

I asked for volunteers to attempt to reach my quarters with me, and I took, I took several men with me, and told the rest to stay there in the safety of the lunch room, and not to open the door!

And that I was going to make a run for it back to my quarters. I slowly nervously raised my hand up and pressed the button to slide the doors open to the corridor, and to my shock, there was at least thirty red lizards like things running towards the doorway trying to get in. We immediately started firing at them and blasted them all, then ran as fast as we could up the hallway towards my quarters, but we had to keep shooting as we ran, because there were tons more of them.

The halls, was literally crawling with them, so goddam many. I don't know looked like it was hundreds and hundreds!
They were on the floors, on the walls, slithering along on the ceilings, dangling from tubes in the ceiling! Never saw anything like it! It was amazing! I raised the light gun and let off some rounds ;
Za za za za zaowwwwwww zoom. . .Za za za za zaowwwwwww zoom. . .Za za za za zaowwwwwww zoom. . .

I must have shot off my gun so many times killing them it got red hot, in my hands, but only more appeared!

It was insane, one by one as we charged down the hall, one after another, the men got caught and killed! I could see them and heard them screaming in blood curling yells, that I can still hear ringing loudly in my ears now! We did, make it in here by luck, but only Peter, my scanner man and Educe here, my co pilot, and second in command made it back alive to the Captains quarters with me, we immediately looked at the cameras, and when we saw the pictures of the lunchroom, the creatures were getting in by somehow turning into thin tape worms and sliding through the cracks in the openings of the ventilation ducks, and the guys were shooting them but the amount of them inside was unbelievable!

Once inside they would re-inflate back to their original size and shape.
It was like a giant wet red colored ozzey bubbly stuff, an elastic mesh of organic molecules that was made out of many small empty spaces that can absorb some bodies blood like a sponge. It was incredible what I saw! It had "metamaterial properties, " and once it got is shape back, it would without hesitancy, open their big red jaws and keep attacking the men till they all were dead. It was awful! It was a massacre! Terrible thing to see! their big teeth wow, so violent!

The last men we saw alive, was a friend of mine addressed as Booker, he had two light guns blasting shooting at them, spraying beams like their was no tomorrow, but several snakes caught him around his legs biting his groin and others bit into his arms bringing him to his bloody end. He kept firing till the end.
He was good man! They tore him up. Ate him alive! We saw it with our own eyes. We watched it all on the monitors! It was horrifying, thats when I called for you. I hope to hell you got a plan, cause we sure in hell don't.

The Zozo, was seen seated listening attentively to the Captain as he told his story . . , without saying a word, he raises his right hand and a circular faint blue haze fog appears and he points at it with his finger, and draws letters on it, demonstrating a point . . . the words he writes, the letters appear fuzzy but, are readable white letters, it reads . . Plan A, Plan B and Plan C, then he waves his hand backwards and it all disappears , wiped clean, and he turns and looks directly at the Captain and says ..

Plans look good on paper Captain . . . . but in war, your enemy spits in your plans, you need more.

The Captain, squints his eyes and scratches his head, then his chin, you can see he is very anxious and concentrating on the words of the man in front of him .. The room of the Captains bridge is aglow with circular pale blue fractal nodes on the ceiling that is providing the illumination and in the background one hears the sounds of blinking computer banks vertically mounted from floor to ceiling, on mode standing by in audio interface mode at the ready. The Captain . . . not understanding exactly what the Zozo Jack Sawed off, meant. He, turns around and paces the floor with his hands folded behind his back and then turns and looks at him and asks hesitantly . .

What, exactly the hell you mean by, by more? What more are you talking about, Zozo Jack, asked the Captain, with the look of deep bewilderment and curiosity on his face, as he looked up into the eyes of the Zozo, Jack Sawed Off?

The Zozo puts his hands on his hips and looks at the Captain, then at the other two men standing in the room with the Captain, : Educe and Peter, and he says …

The long answer could take hours to explain, Jack said, the short answer is lets play a game, a game of death called winner takes all.

Or in other words use technology called [ mobile intuitive morbidity know how ]
See captain, those things out side your door trying, desperately to get in to kill you, are playing a game. . . nothing more . . The game is the same for natural born killers . . Fear does many things it makes you strong. Fear makes you do wrong! Fear he said touching his heart tapping his chest, fear lives here in the heart of all things. The fear you have. They too have. Its thats their ancient reptilian prima brain, that they have, that stamps upon an overall view of all other live things as bad. Things that are strange that they think might harm them. So, to squelch that fear, they immediately without thinking choose to eliminate those things that are not like them. To kill them, and as verification that fear of you has been removed they feast on you and eat you up! Its quite simple really!

It relaxes them and the game ends, said the Zozo smiling.

See, Captain, killing is very natural to them, and thats what they evolved perfectly to do . . .

Then, the Zozo, turned, sat down and relaxed in the Captains chair, he said in a voice oozing with confidence . . Are you with me?

The Captain at first said nothing then he turned and looked at the other two men in the room , then looked back at Jack, and nodded his head,
We are, but just understand one thing. We gone be trusting in you to win this game for us thats why I called you. Thats why let me ask you again whats your plan?

The Zozo stared at him, shook his head, looking annoyed, realizing these men in front of him would not be able to comprehend him, and said in fast off handed way as if this is something that needs no explaining . .

Plans are drawn up to achieve victory, but in the chaos of war plans are the flaw, trust in the force to score and do more, with fortified mind like elastiscity prerequisitities.

Now, enough waisting of time. Please excuse me, out of my way! Got to get over there, said the Zozo Jack nodding his head toward the back center of the bridge.

He quickly walked side stepping pass the men, to the larger open area of the Captains bridge. There, he stopped and he waved his hand, on his arm he wore a fractalbox shaped blinking lighted device that made a fog appear in the air, out of which a computer like screen suddenly appeared.
The Zozo, spoke asking the computer for Fractal reality cosmic fabric time synchronizations . .

: "Time, Icesshs-xas-logot-tooe 34."

A voice is heard coming from the black screen as the words flashed on the top section of the screen in tiny white letters . . .

: "Time, Icesshs-xas-logot-tooe 34."

Time is now 1:09 pm :13 seconds pm answered the computer.

: "Time, Icesshs-xas-logot-tooe 34."

Initiate trace, demanded the Zozo, on all non authorized personal lifeforms habituating space cruiser addressed as, the Yeega-vell-he-yo-mo-so-ve-c,

Computer responded.

: Space cruiser addressed as, the Yeega-vell-he-yo-mo-so-ve-c, has 822 Go-so-rovallies life forms that are non authorized alien life forms, detected and addressed.

The Zozo, says on screen do : show Go-so-rovallies locations on ship : screen topography view top down. . .

State and identify non personal life forms

Computer responded. Non personal life forms :
Title : Specie documented addressed numerically as : #7393836426000333637091, sector pavuoprima sector quadrant vet vector 6 : addressed as : wild Go-so-rovallies are on board the ship!
The Zozo demanded :
Go-so-rovallies on board the ship enhance explanation :
Wild Go-so-rovallies on board the ship are
Based on comparison of physical attributes, especially their DNA sequences, where available. All species habituating ship are classified as symbioses adherents preditorial,

Actions : behavioral actions : describe : the living together of two dissimilar organisms,

Given a "binomial based genus zoology" predator bio subplantationtransjuxtificational domination :

Define demanded the Zozo Jack.
DEFINE : bio subplantationtransjuxtificational domination,
DEFINITION ENHANCEMENT :
A natural specie ability where it goes through re-processing of the cell of other animals by a process of osmosis bio subplantation trans-juxtificational domination, this natural ability allows them to penetrate your body, to live inside you and use your body as an incubator for their off spring to give birth, they in affect use you and you are turned you into temporary holder or egg for their young. Their babies will come out of your body. Come out of you!

The face of the Zozo lights up, on hearing what this type of specie can do, he is impressed and says talking to the Captain . .
What do you think Captain, asks the Zozo smiling, without looking at the captain?
Captain, this part of space your in, is loaded with these types of creatures. Nature is ingenious in Fractological diversity creativity don't you agree?
The Captain shakes his head no way don't care for diversity, hell no, specially the kind out to kill me ….
Spat back the Captain in response with a vindictive tone full of disdain and angst.

The Zozo spoke while tapping the air making signs in the air, he only understood, all the while he briefly explained about the alien life form on board his vessel.
This Creature you encountered on the planet, has the ability to over take your body similar to the relationship between an infant and its mother in which the infant is dependent on the mother both physically and emotionally, but it alone derives benefit, and reinforces that by killing and eating you.
Your men didn't have a chance. Listen, heres, what I need you to do . . . . I want you to take the ship and put in a space jurisdictional orbit status. A hundred miles will do, asked the Captain? Sure . .Your anti gravity chambers they work too right, Captain?
Bet your life, why you ask?
Tell you later, replied Jack, in the mean time, take us off this goddam planet and in orbit now! How long will it take?
Five or ten minutes max, said the Captain. Good, that works for me . . replied the Zozo.

The Zozo continues drawing signatures in the air interfacing mentally, and audio wise and commands the computer.

Computer state origin source ;
Computer : origin source

Plant flower known as : Har-ivox-bon-vad-ag malady ; Original plant incubator classification donors currently habituating planet on planet 8.7 million known tracing on screen.

"Time, Icesshs-xas-logot-tooe 34."
TIME: now 1:15 pm : and 26 seconds said the computer.

The Zozo, smiled, and put his finger to his lips, his eyes switched from the computer screen to the men in the room, he had an devious mischievous look on his face, as if knowing something no one else knew . .

Then he stepped way, way back . . . . walking backwards several yards back quickly . . . . away from the computer screen, and he waved his hand and a two ton fat giant Hexapedes appeared before their eyes, with six legs, like a Dgon on the planet Haasd-pa-has minor. But this animal was white with long blondish hairs . . . addressed as a Bolongnasis!

It looked like an extra fat heavy hairy blond fish with giant multi fractal lips, and lots of hairy camel like lumps all over its body, it had a beautiful gold decorated red Mamdonian II, horned saddle on its back, to carry the Zozo, and its hairy blond hairy legs looked something like the legs of a horse only bigger but with the texture of a crocodile and covered with all sizes of white Fractal lumps nodes on it, and the Zozo, climbed up and mounted this Bolongnasis, and hit it on the head, urging it to run, to run toward the giant metal sliding doors of the bridge command and control center.

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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FRACTKASODE SEVENTEEN.1

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

[ 1 ]

But they didn't want to open the doors, because that would let the red crazy killer beasts creatures inside, so before it got to the doors the Zozo using time flow technology, waved his hand, and he and the thing he was riding faded into thin air and went galloping right through the heavy metal doors like as if nothing was there..[/color][/i]

The captain watching this exclaimed . . Holy shit, holy shit, did you, did you see that, that sun of a dam man, that can, I don't believe it, . . . . he's gone,
Where the hell did he go to, asked Peter opening his eyes wide and nervously yelling . . . I don't believe what I just saw?

Then, the other guy yelled out . . . Look, the computer screen over here, Oh My God, look I see him, look said, Educe, pointing to them running on the screen! Come here he said, check this shit out . . . . he's just outside in the corridor! See for yourself!
See, said Educe, waving his hand for them to come see . . . he was wide eyed and excitedly pointing at the images on the screen. . . .

The Captain and Peter, ran over to watch the computer screen and stood there looking in amazement! The Captain shook his head! He couldn't understand what he was seeing!

But, what was transpiring was :

The Zozo's utilization of what is loosely called." Flowing," by those who are experts at it. Its official terminology, is a technology that employs, EEGFT, Emitter Elastic Gradient Fractolic Time differentialities manifestations. Emitter elastic time allows you to appear in and out of sync with real time and appear at will before or after a scheduled expected event horizon window.
The Zozo, charged and reappeared into the corridor full of red headed, hungry stampeding snake-like beasts, with big jaws wide open, and they immediately began following and chasing him full speed, as he galloped down the ships long curving corridors! He rode around the bend and they were on his tail, on the Bolongnasis legs, so the zozo, seeing he was being overwhelmed by them reached up and caught one jumping at him in the air, and grabbed it by the tail and swung it and slapped it hard up side the wall," wham, wham," killing it, then used its body like a long whip to beat off the other attacking beasts, "wham wham, wham," He beat them off, and kept charging forward, and all the monsters ran after him full speed!

TIME: now 1:20 pm : and 06 seconds

Then he yelled out to the computer, command preterit dilations recursive function . . . time flow me back, 10 seconds, and just like that he faded and wasn't there but a hundred and twenty feet back down the corridor, and the red monsters could not figure what happened, he disappeared in front of them , they ran and jumped to bite at him as he was fading, but he was gone, he faded away slowly, and they passed through him trying eat him, but alas, he indeed was flowing away, and they went sailing into a ghost trail of him, and pass through him and went crashing into the wall behind him breaking their open jaws and twisting their necks, many fell dead, or crippled, the others fell down, and were stunned, and confused! The meat they thought they had in their mouths disappeared!
The Zozo used his light blaster machine BOOM Zan zoooooo -BOOM Zan zoooooo killing hundred of them, the bodies exploding, their flesh into little fragments, into little splinters filling the air and flying in every direction . . . .
But now, The Zozo, knew this would really get then riled up and angry, so he turned the [ Bolongnasis ] he was riding, around and took a different direction, running down a different corridor, it didn't take long for the red monsters to catch on that he had tricked them, and they turned around and started chasing him again.

He urged the Bolongnasis he was riding to go through the entrance to a black motor room chamber, not knowing hidden in the dark was energy mounting torn cable hanging down on the floor and the Bolongnasis, nor Jack didn't know about it, or see it and they tripped over it. Bringing them both crashing to the floor, where lying in wait for them, was dozens of hungry red headed beasts, with their mouths wide open, ready to devour them both! Jack rolled over three times and when he looked up, there was about twenty snaketoids flying at him!

TIME: now 1:40 pm : and 16 seconds

Computer preterit dilations recursive function take me back 4 seconds : back. He disappeared slowly as the beast lounged biting into his body which was no longer there in stimulated time, then he reappears several feet back away from them and pulled out his light blaster and instead of shooting the creatures, and then realizing the bolongnasis was being attacked by hundreds of the red Go-so-rovallies, and was a goner for sure.

He decided to jump on the opportunity to take advantage of its untimely demise, and thought why not cook it up, and proceeded to blast it with the laser.
Why? Frying it up thought Jack, turning into a hot dinner, would attract the attention of all the Go-so-rovallies! Suddenly, the loud sound of the lighter gun and brite yellow explosion of light, set the big beast of fire and charcoaled it nicely making it look like super large big giant juicey hamburger in seconds! It got fried alive, roared roarrrrrrr, and raised up in the air and violently danced around several times roaring, then fell backwards against the wall dead.
And the hot aroma of the burning meat smelled apparently delicious to them and they all came a running for dinner, Jack, waved his arms and levitated the two ton beast with all that meat using it as a lore, he used his tractor beam and got up and ran down the hall with the big ball of burning flesh behind him using it to temping them to come out of their hiding places and follow him, and sure enough, all the Go-so-rovallies, came running for a bite, behind him! He ran into the ships air lock chamber and so did hundreds and hundreds of the Go-so-rovallies till the the room was packed.

He let it fall next to the giant spaceships exit space door!

He sprung up to the ceiling and hung on to a pipe while the room filled up with hungry Go-so-rovallies, charging into eat the warm flesh of the cooked Bolongnasis meat! Now, Jack Sawed-off, thought he had them where he wanted them, he told the computer, to calculate and locate the Go-so-rovallies.

The computer screen appeared over him showing the chamber and a numeric read out and said : Calculation and location!
All Go-so-rovallies #622 in total are now in air lock chamber. The rest are dead..

Excellent, Jack smiled, he used his time device to throw up a electrical screen to block the door way so they couldn't escape. Then he commanded the computer to shut the chambers back doors, to make sure not one of them could get out!
Then he commanded it and said : in two minutes, to open the air lock to flush them red boys out. They are getting a little over heated, time to put them on ice for a spell..

Once outside, say space temperatures of 2.7 kelvin, should chill them out nicely!
They won't be causing you no more head aches, he said smiling. He spoke to the Captain over the radio. Captain, I am opening the air lock depressurization will occur in two minutes twenty-seconds, say good bye to your little friends! The game is over and quasi what we won, he exclaimed proudly smiling. He smiled and braced himself to hang on to the pipes so he wouldn't be thrown out the door when the pressure got sucked out into space. Seams he did have a plan after all.

He watched from above, as the alien creatures, swarmed all over the hot smoky meat, of the dead Bolongnasis, beast, biting into it with glee, ripping it to shreds, enjoying them selves, then, all of sudden one of the creatures was climbing up behind him but he didn't know it. Jack felt a tongue licking his neck and quickly turned around, it was the dead head of Brig. Its had several legs and arms sticking out of the head, and the head opened his mouth to bite him. It wanted to take a chunk out of Jacks head, but Jack blinked, got away, quick,.but not quick enough! He moved several feet away but then . . .

It can't be thought jack to himself. He thought he felt it again . . Something like, something like licking his neck. He thought he felt the warm tongue licking his back of his neck. I must be imagining it, but wait I felt it again something is on me, on my back!

I immediately looked around twisting my neck and head as much as possible. And holy crap, it was the head! Oh no, the head of the dead man Brig! The red headed monsters had taken him over, and now, and now it wanted me! What could I do it dead too!

I saw it! The head, A dead head! Its goddam face awful! I saw this big decomposed head with its mouth open getting ready to bite my face off! It wasn't lawful! My time had come and gone . . .
I pulled away but its teeth sunk into my neck, the pain was excruciating, I was caught off guard off track, taken aback.
I was taken by surprised it happen so very fast. I don't know what to think. I couldn't pull away fast enough, and my mind went all sudden woozy like, but due to the fact that I was precariously hanging high above the floor on the pipes, I just couldn't let go, even though my first thought was to jump down. I pulled away but, the head had little legs and hands, and held on to me tight!
I reached up and grabbed it by the ears and jammed its head up in between the pipes, where it got stuck and couldn't move!

I glanced back down quickly and saw the other red creatures down below and they had the Bolongnasis and were ripping and gnawing on its burnt flesh and eating it up! Time was ticking away, so I grabbed the pipes as hard as I could, knowing the doors were going to open any second now, and I couldn't wait to see all of them get sucked out of the space exit chamber!

[ 2 ]

But, but I don't know something, something had happen to me! I felt funny . . I didn't feel right . . I think it was subliminal aura frequency manifestation or something . . I don't know . . .
I don't know what it was, . . A kind of dizziness came over me . . . I was losing it . . losing consciousness . . . falling into a subconscious stupor . . . . and I felt a weird tingling around my neck like I was being choked, and somehow my mind, my mind, something in my, in my mind, it flashed in my head the picture of it . . . I remembered the first sight I got of Brigs big ugly head!

The first sight of his head, his head with no neck, just red legs with its long red fingers holding onto the pipes over my head getting ready to bite me. I got continuous flash back images of it, it was driving me crazy . . .
I remember it. The stench . . . I remember that, that badly decomposed head just inches from me, it eyes, were missing only holes in its head with blood dripping down!
How did it get there, so close, so close to me. It had an awful Oder to it . Disgusting, fowl . . stench! It needed a cemetery bad!
I shook my head, but there was no escaping the smell of the dead head with the little hands!

How, what, oh, I don't know …but one good thing was, it made me think.
Made me realize, it dawned on me that being a Zozo, or not. I am still vulnerable, vulnerable to fear, and although I wasn't worried about being bitten or poisoned anything like that, the fact that it got to me, sneaked up to me, threw me mentally for a loop!
Makes me think back . . . back.
I remember a long time ago, I was working on another case. … and I was, oh I think. year . . . it was I was crossing the big A, you know . . . The unified field of compressionality Albinacle-vic-dal-vendalic fabric time shift frequency corridors!

Year . . that part of space . . is weird zone if ever there was one . . . I remember now . . . year . . . and I was Sliding, and did a Flow and I don't know, but I had this go, you know , flashbacks of memories of some so and so . . . from some where I don't know, though it seemed like a dream . . . it wasn't mine, I was in side some body else time . . . and seeing what they lived and saw. . . it was gateway to their minds door . . . it was whats known, it is what is known as a, as a subconscious mind slippage.

When you run across mind slippage areas of the parallel hybrid specie communicative intuitive phases of thought waves, they often emerge from space as a big massive thick conjugating wave that floods your ears making it ring loudly something like tinnitus, signaling to you to know its cosmic time, big time.
Anyway . . I was driving drifting mentally . . Drifting from someone, else to someone else . . . but you get sucked. Sucked into it and are suddenly emerged in someone else's memories waves which although one thinks memories are opaquely private in space.
It is nevertheless an undulating iteration recursively phasicratransparent and knowable recursive phase frequency which if you are predisposed to bind with its modulational frequency, you can indeed understand the other persons coded memory bank frozen and drifting in fractal space time, as if those memories of another persons that happened along time ago are your own!

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Parking there for an instant, and is dear say, an instant too long, because you start to hear. Hear stuff. Sounds and optical memory spatial echoes . . . things in the nuero perceptional depository memory algorithms frequency of another that happened in another lifetime, scary I'll say!
But, in my case, somehow by getting bitten, invoked a time fluid boundary regurgitation memory sequences in me without a clue, how this can be happening to you, you question your self knowing theres not an answer you will comprehend . . . so you just float in your mind space, and let your self go, calmly like I said just drive drifting along . .

But the fabric of space-time is. Is. So wide and the sheer rivers of times colliding, cropping each other into a confusing mess marching to its own drummer of chaos bombarding space with its energy bobbing back and forth in the bowels of infinity, till some soul picks up on it,as a dream.
Undulating in its new environment, is disarming, jarring, frustrating, grating on the nerves of one . . and zones, oh my God zones … Criss crossing can knockoff anybodies train of thought, and send one into an area of the mind of someone else, and indeed, that's what is happening to me now!
The aura of that guy that got killed, whats his name again oh year Brig, well his head fell off right, and got transformed in to one of the Alien creatures corporality physicality manifestations, but, true, but when he creeped up behind me, and, and bit me, I swear I felt something besides pain, when he bit me, it was a kind of sensation that, well, despite the horrible general aspect of him visually, mentally I sensed , well . . . despite the chemical break down of his face, and the hideousness of his flesh hanging off his face and skin, the decay, and awful decomposition of his cheeks, and greenish disgusting pallet of his skin, the horrendous yellowness of the long gone vacuous disappeared ghost of his whites of his eyes, looking at me.

Somehow I sensed the man. The human man, his displaced mentality aura discharge was, was still there. Somehow he was still viable inside it, not the animal he had become, was, somehow . . well this is going to sound crazy. I know this sounds crazy, but some where or part of Brigs soul was still alive!

I know it sounds crazy but when I close my eyes now, I see things in a different light, a different eyes set, conjugating implosion of a core mind, that are not parts of me, not part of my experiences, its although I am dreaming, in a dreamworld but of someone else's . . . Brigs dream world perhaps! I don't know . . . I saw a beautiful woman, and I was crawling up along the her bed, and she was resting fast asleep, the bedsheets are soft and I was looking at her neck, and saw it in front of me, the thing was it me or the other kind of me or another me all together.

Its easy for me to see her skin on her neck, and I look and I can see the pores in her skin on her neck, and as I get closer, and I keep walking getting closer, and closer, I see the little hairs on her neck, and I find that I am so close to her I can count them and to my shock, as I keep approaching her . . . I see that the hairs are bigger than me, thats when I figure my body must be the size of an insect or something, because as you know when your dreaming most times you don't see your self, you can look and see others but not yourself for the most part, anyway I realize I am smaller, small getting smaller because as I am walking up on her neck like I said the neck hairs seem hundred of stories high, and notice holes in her skin . . but these are not really holes but her natural skin pores . . . .
I can count the pores in her skin, I seem to be getting better, and better sighted, I see that I am looking as though I had the eyes of a microscope, I seem to be getting smaller and I walk up to the edge of one of the pores in her skin and the pore has the size of a wide circle, a huge circumference like a cavern hundreds of feet in circumference, and I can kneel down and lean over and look down and over the edge of the pore in her skin, and, and . . . .

and Oh My God, it so deep . . My god, it goes down for miles and miles. It goes down, down like an endless tunnel black, and I hears something, something like breathing and I feel a rush of air and the gush of wind picks me up man, and suddenly pushes over the edge . .
I am suddenly falling into the hole, down I am falling down . . . its strange in here. Where ever this dark place I am falling into is, disarming, yes startling to say the least yes, disconcerting most certainly!
But then suddenly I wake up out of the few seconds of inter galactic subconsciousness stupor, its like a emerging out of a mesmerizing daydream slumber, as I feel the first loud shock wave of implosion, loud booming rush of the ships exit doors spring open, it takes a second to recombobulate my mind to real time and realize . .
Its time. its happening and I am in the airlock ship door spring back and, and monument implosion al rush of air pressure deflates out and hits you like a ton of bricks, the air lock doors have finally open . I come to, and find myself straining to hold on to the pipes . . . so I don't go flying out the doors too like everything else . . , and I looked down and I see the all the alien creatures being sucked out in the space and I am struggling not to fall out too, but the pressure is just to much, I regained consciousness fully just in time, get my head together and yelled at the computer :
Computer . .

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Preterit, dilations recursive function seven-seconds ahead of time, and so I am able to immediately slip and flow forward in time and tell the computer in its time slot zone, to lock back the space exit doors! it was a good move in just in time, time! time as the the power to heal. I watched, relieved, as the huge space exit doors slide back in place and heard the loud crunching sounds as it latched itself closed. Seeing it closed, change my my mind set, and my energy rised, and I am again calm and at peace . . . I am back to my self now, feeling normal, but I will always remember that strange little mind detour, that ten second daydream that I took somehow out of insects book, but thats a story for another time.

Back into the safety of the ship free of the creatures, Jack, radios and tells the Captain : its safe now Cap! I kicked them out! I kicked them out into the freezer! All thats left is for the Robot janitors and cleaners to clean the place back up and bury the bodies in space. Thats it . . . . .till next time! Next time you visit a planet, watch out for the funny looking plants, they're bitch!
Case T2752-xbDs-p709, is now officially closed, said the Zozo Jack Sawed Off. But he decided to keep the head of the ships crewman, Brig, as a souvenir. Eventually he thought, he'd have to turn it over . . . . as required by the corporation . . . . and let the companies scientists study it, when he gets back home, but he has no problem with that!

Jack radioed the base back home to beam him back. The case is now closed. Infestation of Go-so-rovillies D N festated successfully! He activates his beam device controller, combobulates into a fog, full of lightening waves of electricity and implodes and is gone.

   The case of the Goddrooomatt'ah

   Truth holding the mirror and the serpent is the winner.

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"The two types, the good, the opposite, are differentiated by perceptions of concepts of the facts, where as, how much does it cost to make a penny? If it cost a dollar, in your earthy time money, than year, something is wrong, but wrong is an alledged state, requisititing burdens of proof, functionally debatable, designated explicitly by whom, who has the right to dictate . . . what is right and what is wrong song gone long has taught on a visit to distinction is faithfulness ending in leading to self determination, that the freedom and faithfulness of choice, to believe what one notices, and buys into as a truth of his own making, then that flavor of truth it shall be for that thee!
So it was said, in the beginning, so shall it be, said in the end."

Meanwhile in another part of the uncharted moos'jthad din, galaxy . . .

The air is fresh and clean and its a great summer like day to be alive . . .
Its" eehaga," or tuesday the sixteenth, A090024, around two thirty in the afternoon. it's just a beautiful day on the moon Shcfawasi, in the administrative district of Gaminu.

The big brite yellows suns are out left and right, and the air is full of folks enjoying themselves zooming around this beautiful afternoon, in their colorful, cool cooking sharpies Fractal shaped ships, drag racing,. darting back and forth and up and down, leaving white smoke trails , just above the ground, in the sky, thats what the kids do nowadays, soon as home schools are out. And on the ground, in the background beside the zooming, whirling buzzing sounds of the kids playing in their spaceships, you can also hear these high pitched sounds : heeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-heeeeeeeeeee. coming from the hooogunboms, thats a kind of long hot dog shaped white hairy chicken, with eight legs, that people cherish and raise for their truly delicious tasting blue eggs and as food too!.

We see a parked Si'sihi va, a flying shiphome on a parking home facility station called palmalas Veeeakdomea. Inside a Si'sihi va, which is a kind of modular sleek swept back wing flying ship that people use both to fly and as a permanent residence to live in, we enter inside it, and hear the hum of quatrains beeping, it's a kind of computer booting up . . . As we enter what the kids call a cave, which is actually another name for a teenagers disorderly bedroom. There's a young kid inside, and we see the walls plastered with singing idols and loud colored freaky psychedelic posters plastered all over the walls with moons and different planets, and pictures of famous, Magawina Rings, and illuminated Fractal decors, all over the ceiling, are hanging down like funky moving stalactites that wiggle like live worms. . . then.

we hear a really pleasant melodic ring tone like this ; bum baba bummmmm binga bing . . . followed by the sudden appearance of a big white air circle around four feet in circumference, that pops down from the ceiling out of no where and a video picture of this man, his father fades into view, then with a sad solemn look on his face he starts speaking to the boy . . . . just in front of it, a young boy, a teenager, watches the man who is his dad, as the boy full of energy, playfully sits rocking back and forth and all around to music, as he gazes at it, he is seen seated haphazardly moving up and down on a white suspended fractal pillow in the air, parked just in front of the picture being transmitted to him. He watches and listens carefully and as time goes on, we see the happy expression on the boys face disappeared, replaced by a look of stark horror, his eyes suddenly get wide and wider still, in disbelief of what he is now hearing.

He puts his hands up over his mouth as if shocked by something, he starts to tremble, shaking his head left and right! Then . . it sinks in . Tears fill his eyes . . . he understands . . . he seems to go in convulsions, acknowledging the fatality and gravity of this personal message he has just received. He throws his head up, tightly closes his eyes as if in pain, covers his ears, hard as he can, opens his mouth, and screams :

Oh no! OMG . . . tell me this . . . Oh no this can't be true . . . It Sucks. Sucky news, noooooooo, I . . . I can't believe it . . it got . I cannot . . Can't be! No, I refuse o . . . Oh My God no, no oh nooooooooooooo .

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Turns out, the lad screaming his head off emotionally, is a teenager dude, called Doubleboy, and is the younger son of a Guymiter scientist, and Space Pathogenicologist, named Doctor Heavenly. Doctor Heavenly has just got news about the death of his other son, Roy, a twenty-five year old, wayward adventurous, Archeologist, and planetary grave robber, and treasure hunter who had died. And Roy, promised his dad, that, If, faced with a situation, and the realization of certain death, if, possible, he would sent him a final death notification video, to his father telling him what happened and to bid him good bye and farewell.

So, his son Roy Royhamata, before dying did successfully managed to transmit the video to his father, Doctor Heavenly.

The father, Doctor Heavenly, coming from an advanced intellectual culture, called Guymiterods, whose fixation with reciprocal tribal vengeance without borders, advocates making war, getting even, and now he, bristling with anger, gets his ship ready to leave, and prepares to avenge his son's death, and bring back his body, his equipment and what ever valuable treasure his son had found. Although the father, did tell, the younger son, Doubleboy that his brother died, he refuses to allow him to see the video, or take him along to find his brothers killer, and extract vengeance as apart of his personal sensibilities, and grieving respect tradition.

A big argument ensues, when, Doubleboy, who is just seventeen, explodes in anger, as he tried to force his way onboard his fathers ship, and it is there, we see him standing boldly silhouetted in the doorway of his fathers ship, where the two confront each other in a heated detonation of verbal altercations. The boy screams at his father :

Why? You got a reason ?
Yes!
Why? Why the hell can't I go?
Cause I said so! I sent you a message to do what, to stay where?
To stay home with grand ma!
What, what you doing in my face then, what you doing in my ship? Dam you . . . . What the hell are you doing here, BOY!
Poppa, wait. Wait listen listen . . . to me . . . dam you too . . . poppa listen! Poppa!. First, out of no where ; you drop a bomb on me. Telling me my brothers dead.
You got a right to know!
Sure . . . year . . . uh huh. But poppa . . . . you know, and I know. If you know somebody killed him, it's our family bereavement duty, to pay homage to his memory, to respect him in death by tradition, and that all of us, not just you, not just you alone . . . . are obligated to honor him by killing his killer, or die trying! That includes me doesn't it? . . Oh My God, Poppa please! Poppa let me come, cried Doubleboy pleading desperately to his father.

No! Screams his dad : Goddam you son . . . NO, and NO! Of all of the Goddam trips . . of all the times . . . . think? This is not the trip to take you on! It's not for you. Not for boys! He said angrily pointing, and wagging his finger at him as he stood the in the doorway.
Shit! Wait a second, who the hell you calling a boy! A boy! I ain't no boy! A boy willing to die, is not a boy! He's a man in my eyes … I ain't no boy, me I am a man!
Saying you're one, and being one, are two different things . . A boy, into the face of gore, . . . into the face of the hot fiery frying pan of war . . . will fight or take flight? You. Ha! Untested true? Nor I, nor you know what the hell you will do?
Poppa I will fight!
Year right! . . Says who? Words? Words are all you are! Words walk. Will Power talks! You lay claim to neither! Go home! And stay with your grand mother yells the father.

The father, Doctor Heavenly, turns out, he is a bone head, a myopic proud greedy, money hungry old man, addicted to power, intelligent but stupid at the same time, difficult for him to distinguish between whats considered lawful and whats a crime. He came from a spartan intellectual culture, called Guymiterods, from the quadrant Secsiestufa! In a town called Eatrundi, where he grew up in despicable poverty. His father Hagsoto Heavenly, was a butcher by trade by day and a robber by night.
He came from a family of thieves, the Heaven lies thieves, they were called. Forty in number in the family, spread out over thirteen worlds, grew up working in a butcher shop, handsome, a rich girl took him in, sent him to school, he became a brilliant mad Doctor, and flew the coop. Spent two years in jail for illegally doing experiments on people, putting wings on them to see if they could fly!
The fatherly Doctor Heavenly, had a name which was a misnomer, for Heavenly he was not. He had a bogie head or what is called a large head, he'd had it rough, when he was a child, and in school. They use to tease him about it, but turns out that big head had a bigger brain that was strange and made him brilliant! He could understand machine code. Amazingly it was comprehensible to him, and so, although he was not much of a fighter, he could program machines to do the fighting for him, worked for the governments, gained awards, some fame, but like to keep his wealth of mental intelligence as well as his financial wealth low-key, despite his smarts, all the same as a father he sucked!
Doctor heavenly was a shrewd, devious Boizillian with a un-satiable hunger for doing research and bazaar experiments. Most often he was dressed in his favorite artier attire, which was a dark blue, white striped, south Boizillian, admiralty button down uniform, judges often wore. He wore a wide white collar around his neck, and combs his hair back in samanuki style which was short on the sides, and three feet long in the back. He shaved his face every day, except for his," Nuhooni," which was culturally customary as member of the group of Dagarians club, which he belonged too wore, which was long hairs growing out from the bottom of the chin which he would not cut, but let dangle a foot long onto his chest. Doctor Heavenly, has his hidden reasons for thinking what he does. He pretended not to pay any attention to his screaming pissed off son, Doubleboy, whose going bonkers, standing right in front of him.

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As he turns his back on him and continues loading stuff, along side his robot slave, a certified Ro0ci5, that he named Trunk. Trunk, he demanded, bring that stuff over there, and put it here, to the far wall over there see, he yelled pointing to the right far wall in dark of the corridor, illuminated with blue lights, going towards the hibernation chambers, in the back compartment section of the ship!

Yes my mind,

answered Trunk, one of three robot slaves on board. The other two were called Gutter and Mondocka! The Ro0ci5's were built to look like a person, but with extreme strength, and ran on a modified program concocted by his master, Doctor Heavenly.
Doulbleboy, stood there shaking his head, contemplating bitterly his fathers refusal to let him come aboard, his emotions reaching the boiling point, suddenly he yells out defiantly to his father . . .

NO! I will not go home!

yelled the youth. With the weight, and the finality of one who is in power, but he was not, . . nevertheless . . . the youth as youth often do, he went ballistic, but ballistic in the eyes of one, is calm to another, any learned breeder can so attest, comportment in how one conducts himself in a heated argument, and angry outbursts; where one loses his head and his composure, displays at that time, the quality of his or her breeding or lack of it coming out of their mind.
He was his fathers boy, after all, and acted like it at all times!

Doubleboy he got so angry as to tell his dad No! . . . He crossed and went to the titanic point and crossed the line of no return, by telling his father defiantly no! Where else could he go? . . . He painted his self in a box that authority rocks. From the stand point of hierarchy he had none. No one lower than he. He, a lanky teenager with pimples, but, full of irrational exuberance be, over active testosterones you could see, is all he could display, but his father no no no . . . . in no way, he would not sway!

Dag, can't you see I am worthy? I am young but shit so what? Worthy a lot of dudes are not, but I am. Ready I am to be put about, test me dammit! Ready . . If I gotta face my brothers killer face to face. Shucks check you out man, preparing your ship, stocking it up, I saw the weapons you got ! To you avenge Roys killer is a triller, hech, you don't think I feel the same! Shit! I ain't scared! I ain't scared by you I am reared . . I am bad as can . . . be trust me . . Vengeance , is not the same for me? Roy, he my blood too . . Is what I ask of you equality too? Deny me you? To fight my brothers killer with all my might, eye to eye? Is that too freaking much to ask?
Listen poppa, in the frying pan of war, your boy will fight or die trying. Grant me my wish my father?

NO!

Dam, thought Doubleboy feeling dissed big time, man shit! Dam . . I don't have time for this . . . said the father to him. Doubleboy thought, The way he said it to me Goddam, Doubleboy thought. Like he didn't give shit! Really pissed me off man!

Shit, might as well let it all hang out I said to him . . . the real deal is you don't got time for me! Not, not now, not in the past. Not never! Some fathers are close with their sons, shit I was not lucky that way. You don't really give a dam . . We ain't close. My mom died when I was three and you split, year tell it like it is! You, ain't got time for me. Year you send money. Money ain't love! But that's what it is, what it is, that's where you . . . where you failed us.
Both me and Roy! Shit man, you, you thanks to sciences you two hundred years old, but with a forty year old body, and a shark sharp brain, you ain't insane, tough love, you could of give . . . least, you could do, is pick a phone, call home. Say hello to me . . you gotta throw your responsibilities onto some stupid ass robot to raise me and Roy? Shit, no dam Robot can't raise no kids, draw the line, you got a pen! Poppa you told to us to speak the truth, thats what I am doing.

Roy raised me, No [ BLEEPING ] robot raised me! SHIT ROY, he was there, so year, he's dam special to me, my blood, he was home when you were not. So our relationship ain't that cool poppa, but I love you, you know what I'm saying. I respect you. But my brother, in a way was my mother and father, cause you as a dad was never home! You be flying all around the Goddam universe. Year, you. You can pretend that you're not listening, but you got ears! What good is a dad that's never home?
Even if he always flying a billion light years away? He could call his son, once in a while . . Couldn't he?
My mom, year she passed away, but where were you?

"Working,"

snapped back his father, shocked and surprised at the boys tone, and arrogance and knife tipped tongue lashing, which he certainly did not expect!
"Working," is not good enough, . . . Poppa whispered Doubleboy to his dad! You never are round dude . . . . To see you smile I got to pull out an old freaking picture! My brother Roy was a good man. He, is who was there for me, raised me, he and grandma, good times he was there, and when times were sucking! He was there! You were never around. So we were never that close . . .
I said, I was working, repeated his father casting his eyes to the floor, and making believe he was paying more attention to picking up boxes, moving the supplies rather than dare look his son in the eyes.
Working is not good enough! Repeated Doubleboy in a wily whisper with the cutting tone of a swinging sword, slicing through the air and finding its mark!

And so that afternoon, said the father to the son . . . NO! But, oh, in the end the fathers son won. Yes, the boy was no toy, grown he in spirit he had much, hair on his crutch, spoke bad like man to his dad, impact he had, he shouted away, double checked his dad Doubleboy had! The father was the father, but not really . . . but there comes a time when a boy transforms into a man and so the young mans defiant, determined keener, demeanor, honesty and youthful naiveté, made the father tilt . .

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what made him topple over? And say yes was the beauty in the red dress. His girl friend, his constant traveling companion, a mysterious mistress he called Arxqueda Bliss. Arxqueda in the ancient Boizillian language, means Miss! Her full name was : Arxqueda Sonorjeena Bliss! We see her, dressed in an enchantingly cool red evening gown, with beautiful, fractal floral designed red-ruffles, with a long tipped sleeves pointing down to the ground, and over her ample chest, a white silky shafon peekaboo scarf covering her. She is oz-somely full bosomed, with a pronounced womanly shape, and knows she is gorgeous to look at too! She's got the old man rapped tight around her finger! On the surface she is beautiful, a person thats also out spoken and quick witted, and prone to burst into loud laughter at the slightest funny joke dropped! On the serious side, she comes equipped with not just beauty, but a head on her shoulders endowed with an intelligence the likes of which, one better take care! Although she pretends to be, no more than the ships nurse, she can be anything! Gold diggers can be what ever they pretend to be, formidable, they really are really!

It was she, yes the beauty checking out the surveillance camera systems, who watched the father and his young son get into a brawl. A hot yelling match! And it was she, who came to the boys rescue, and approached the father from behind, and sliding her hand up and down on his shoulders, rubbed them slowly calming the old mans temper, and kissed him on his cheek. And whispered something in his ears, so the boy couldn't hear. She whispered in her soft slow sexy south Boizillian accent :

I . . . I was a gazer of the heavens, . . . heavenly!
Heaven . . sent you to me!
On all of us as a people, Our parents leave a mark, that'll last forever . . you are not a stranger here, no secrets are better, in your sons life, no moment is more pivotal than what you do, or say to your son now, allow him to come and allow him to be tested as a man. Or destroy your seed, that has fallen from your trunk, leave him a sissy be, its up to you.
Show me you come from heaven, my darling heavenly!

So it was . . it was . . . the consequences of the meanings in the words spoken to him by the woman in the red dress, that made him say yes!

But he, to save face, put terms on that, " yes," feeling the eyes of his son on him, pretending to still be mad, lashed out, turned and spun around and walked over to a near by table, paused, looked at it then suddenly, raised his fist up in the air and slammed it down," boom ." apparently to make his point, as he turned his face, staring a penetrating vicious glare into the eyes of his son, and yelling out loud and angrily :

You come, you can, but he said :
Falter, you better not!
Run away?
Don't even think about it.
You . . . under the microscope mine, you will be!
Watch'id you me!
If, If things on this trip get rough, don't give up or give in!
Don't follow your wild impulses . . . ask me first …
It is I, who has the experience, not you boy! Take my advice and live to see another day! Son, do you agree with me?

Poppa trust I do, and yes I agree . . I will do as you say . . we will avenge my brother this day . . I said with a serious face, and meaning ever word I said to him. He told me to hurry, I had better get ready, because in two hours we would take off! Gosh, man ," wow," I thought to my self . . . I breathed in hard! And for the first time in my life . . . I felt good and important, I was enthusiastically upbeat, and I could feel these good feeling, type sensations, rush and ripple through my chest and my heart ! I was so happy!

I felt like one of those swashbuckling rebel dudes! All in the span of second, I went from angry, sad to a super glad dude! It was incredible! It was oz some! I was all smiles,
the drum roll of good feelings and excitement was hard to contain in me! I was on fire! . . I could feel my heart beating in my chest! I was high on life and man oh man did it feel good! Shucks I was on a mission, a real one, on my Poppas ship.
It was a good feeling! It was hard to explain!
Any way, My poppas woman, she looked at me, and I got floored when she walked across the floor and came up to me and smiled, looked me in the eyes and said :

Congrat brat, welcome a board!

She put out her hand, palms up for me to kiss it as is our custom, which I did nervously, and said :

Thanks!

Thanks, thats what I told her gratefully! All the while looking at, and blinking at the size of her boobs, which because she was taller than me, were at my eye level, after looking at it, It hypnotized me, but they say to keep your eye on the prize, . . . but then, I realize I was!
I had to tear my eyes away,
finally I looked her in her eyes, and smiled! Then returning to reality, . . . I quickly said, "I 'll be back, I am gonna run home, get my clothes and things and I will right back in a flash!"

You better hurry or I'll worry,

she murmured.

Man, my pops got quite a woman, dat . . .woman is hot! Anyway, I beat it out of the there one, two, three, jumped in my Sharpie, started the motor, flew home, got some my things and said bye to my Grand ma, and just then my pal , and next door neighbor Shawhook, dropped in!

I ran it by him, what was happening, and since he was a good friend with me and my brother, he naturally want to come along too!
Shawhook was the same size as me, and I am only eight feet four inches, my poppa is only twelve.
Any way shawhook, is a cool looking dude built, with a wild look, lots crazy blue white long hair, good looks, blue eyes, and always smiling! He loves to wear his computerized data enhanced pulp visors!
why, I don't know? To me, implants in my opinion are far cooler! Better, I think, but to each his own!
He's a Dude, check him out ha, ha, ha! . . . He got funny deep baritone voice that makes the walls shake!
" To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet," year he's right on, He's my Boy! We get along great, so year, I knew him coming along would make this trip the joint, and a whole lot easier for me..
I would sleep easier this night with him here! He and I , we grew up together and all! Besides, he, oh wow! The dude, He knows a lot of stuff, man, no joke! . . He was a Girequibrilibrock level 3, then " Iced," so you know he's bad!

Girequibrilibrock dudes, can operate inside a Suoit, a Suoit is what we call operating a giant militarized robot from the inside!

He got the smarts to operate a bunch of Suoits . . I only know a little bit about operating them from stolen tutorials I took from my pops!
We don't got none at home, but on Poppas mother ship, the [ companies ship, tanker hauler called the lluwoozna'omita 10-4848
   they got some, and I know thats where he's gone head first to let the company he works for, know what he want to do! Any way, . .

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being that he was a soldier too, I knew my Poppa knew him so I figure why not bring along. He ran home. Got his belonging some of cool tech jazz, came back and together we took my sharpie, zoomed back to my Poppas ship! My dad said nothing, Thank god, . . .woo brother, . . . I for a minute, I thought he might make a big stink about it, but he was cool, and told, Trunk to accommodate us in the upstairs quarters! The rooms were cool big comfy, know what I mean bean! We dropped our stuff down, relaxed and chilled!
Trunk showed me the security doors combination codes, what cameras, I was authorized to look at, where the bathroom was, and we were all set, bet on that! We were cool! Year like
" To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet," year babeeeeeeeee!

He and I immediately broke up in laughter, joked around, put on some music, and felt at home in my new home, and since
Shawhook was a good pal and just eighteen, only a year older than me! We got along just fine . . .
Soon, we blasted off and just like I figured headed for poppas mother ship, the giant space tanker, the lluwoozna'omita 10-4848! That bitch was two miles and half long, a mile wide and just as deep creep! And looked like [ fractalized sick egg carton on steroids, with a bad cold in the dead of winter man, that sucker was cool! ] They used it to mine precious minerals and ores from different planets all over the place. Talk about tech wreck, Oh My Lord baby was bad! She could space jump, time spiral, time breach turbo too!

Check-her out, WOW! She was a bad ass! she could do all kind of shit! And in a minute, I would be inside that babies belly, now you know I was smoking! We slowed down and it opened up, and we flew in glided by a tractor hafu'fu beam it was as cool as being driven in a private chauffeured solid gold fractal limousine baby!
And, you know it, we docked safely inside, it was, oh man so oz-some! We got the chills looking at the size of the things inside : super giant machines and digger machines the size of buildings walking around like if it was nothing. If they walked on you by mistake, you could kiss your ass good bye, . . . tell you that much! We stayed in our rooms, but after a while got authorization to step out on to the tarmac! It was crowded with live workers and robot workers, lighted thought globes, and some strange things walking around we didn't know what the hell they were!

And Damm we saw, strange vessels from all over the galaxy! God dam, we met up with some Dam strange looking dudes . . . all kind of all colors . . . some with four arms and big as a Marcha-homba, wow! It was totally a " To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet experience, man, tell you that much , Wow oh Wow!"

I got to meet some of the crew, some spoke my language, but for the most part they didn't! I could use my, om3 implant, to get a automatic real time translator, and what these guys were saying, man, let me tell ya, these jogs were rough, rebel, hoods slumlords, ready to fight you just for looking at them. One pink dude, with one eye, tall and fat as a house wanted to provoke a fight, asked :

[ 10]
" Hey you . . . do do . . . What you sissy's do do doing here?"

Me, I wanted my teeth so I chilled and me and my buddy, Shawhook, walked away! They laughed at us, but its all right : I knew we we're out of our comfort zone! And a man has to know to pick his fights! Anyway, poppa radio-d me :

Doubleboy : get back on board!

I was anxious, to see the video, of my brother, but poppa said afterwards! After we had dinner, and he had an opportunity to speak with the ships Captain. A man named Tu-Atacka Mush.

[11 ]

The Corporation was in charge of the Galsombota district Guardians! The Galsombota district guardians, where in turn, in charge of the Military, and the military was in turn, in charge of the ships, both passenger, scientific, and Industrial contractors, and all the designated Captains working the quadrant, were under their domain. And the captain Tu-Atacka Mush., was in charge of what? Is it a ship no, what the money hungry corporations called the Ba'girmadogana
ships, the captains ship, a tanker hauler called lluwoozna'omita 10-4848
was a floating killer domination factory! Thats the ship he was in charge of!

A giant floating flying machine, carrying a million machines to gobble up a planet! It was a hauler of mountains of planetary acquisitions, be they people, fuels, oils, ores visigolinda, and other extremely valuable resources that can be exported back to the home world.

  So it was the story goes, and an old as time story too, the space explorers characters slowly assemble on it, the broad stratum spectrum of things were taking form to reveal the days fate in less space. The specter specro ocularity of the power of galactic wealth seekers search for resources is impressive and the array of diverse perpetual applications utilized for achieving those ends, are interesting examinations on how the powers that be hidden from view, control, manipulate, the distribution of resources in any uncharted region, can be stolen boldly, when and once the planets inhabitants can be either neutralized, seduced, bribed or silenced.

"Greed is the invention, and in its name : honorable men depend on to be anesthetized to the evils done in its name to enrich themselves at the expense of others."

Additionally : whether on your planet or off, bigger thought pre-thought processes are in play the gene way, without you consciously conceptually being privy!

" Greed analysis polling increase in data quantity results in improved data quality variants of branches to forecast, with a 70% probability rate, using billions of data points, what is the likelihood that a embedded greed code in you, relevance to a degree of accuracy, to an extent is powerfully frighteningly prevalent in all organic species and device derivatives! A predator like a vicious hungry Lion, about to eat you, the Lion has aright to eat an inferior, or a big Huokhaphita monstrous red beast on the Magoona moon, or a rebellious auto sentient robot, laying in wait to self replicate, all share the atoms of this trait core! But this trait likes to stay we debate, in the Darkside emergency element of the storage chamber of the brain , processor, and pretend it is something else than what it really is, a primal gene data point characteristic!
The organic, hypnotizing it self to believe a lie : " I am not greedy," and stark disparities exist, but are surmounted embracing computer algorithms to use, tabulate, dataterize them into the best hypothesis to problem resolute them, and conceptually categorize them as to why a person is : " Greedy," is based in genes survival algorithms recommendations. But, almost always denied, by the sentient conscious units questioned, whether on Earth, or in Space, not in a hurry or in haste, so long as the gene self propagates its race so shall it be based!"

The Corporation or Ba'girmadogana, was a evil constituency composed of holy than thou club members royals, a causality of greed evolves them to believe they had a right to god like over viewer status, but whose members lives are for the most part concealed in impenetrable secrecy oblivion. But, they created historical uncertainty, and their purpose was to maintain and affirm that this dimension's origin, this age, these royals, are parents of all, and the inexorable king of all within the Ba'girmadogana Empire, and allegiance to its decrees are irrevocable, unalterable. THE great obscurity and uncertainty in which the history of Ba'girmadogana Empire, is involved, affords us very little information; and even renders that little, inaccurate and precariously limited to belonging to The Ba'girmadogana royals . . . They relinquish a paucity of information's to the dimensions inhabitants, who appear to exist solely for their plunderments, and to engage in puerile information seeking by mere mortals would mean death!

During the a200019s the Ba'girmadogana government corporation council adopted an ultra-galactic militancy with preview to greatly expand their space territorial dominance! To that end, they ordered their Empirical robot self replication work force, to put in the pipeline space traveling appellations conceived to overwhelm by force all inhabiting the dimension they had their greedy eyes on.
Within the context of SGPT, The greater space governments peace occupation treaty, Ba'girmadogana government corporation council, withdrew, renounced treaty obligations and entered into militaristic framework, fabricating Imperial Ba'girmadogana sub-light traveling hyper-ships and began their design of the new Fractalic Nuggetazation of heavy battleships, intentionally disguising them as ships for industrial usages.

Doctor Heavenly is one of several [ Medical Herundos ] as doctors are called on board, or ship doctors. Each, Medical Herundo functioning in the capacity of their specialty on the great ship, the mighty tanker hauler called lluwoozna'omita 10-4848!
It was a vast and impressive feet of engineering, that was both highly fractally decorated and highly formulated to disguise it self, from the Hethunta or front of a ships bow to the end or stern and was . . . 13,210 feet long approximately ,without including the long white elastic stick like looking hyper magnetic thruster antennas sticking out, and the designers virtuosos, included a ships width, measuring across more than a mile wide, and more than a mile deep, and it looked like a sleek shiny flying egg carton, with a giant white, V shaped inclined curved structure on the top back section, next to the tail, shaped like a giant round Fractal Elipsilsoidal donut thrusters, which could tilt, rotate 90º degrees to facilitate spontaneous adjustments in bubble expansion of space used in sub-light warp accelerations!
This drive enabled it to perform space jumps, space-time spirals expansions, time breaching technologies, Which not only gave the ability to traverse space quickly but, one of many exotic side effects would allow those on board to age slower than one not on board!

Design wise, a long black line was painted on the side of the ship. It was twelve hundred feet wide, and extended from the front to the back where the big guns, or as they are called the Homalockas, which were hyper Huskee gravity oscillators, integrity beams which when targeted could pull, push, and shake to smithereens the structural construction of an enemies ship blowing it up in a big bang fire works display! They had four Homalockas beam guns on the front of the ship, four in the stern and ten on each side!
so the vessels were designed to be capable of engaging multiple enemy battleships at the same time!

The thing was so cleverly designed, it was what it looked like, and at the same time it was a battle ship! They made it to look like industrial metal cranes sticking out the sides of the ship, complete with tandem shovels, hooks and all, to look like they are used to hoist supplies in the ship hull compartments!
All this deception, designing was so to an adversary eyes, especially one with long distance cameras zooming technology, this ship would give the impression that it was a hauler of mining dirt, garbage, and mineral scavenger retrieving space debris, which it was, and that it was by no means a threat! The white hull was tapered, inclined at 87º degrees and within its strong Bawaquexist, or hybrid derivatives similar to , nano carbon tubed composites walls strong enough withstand, a powerful bombardment of a direct hit!

A direct hit, which was not likely due to its time tested shields, which were originally developed to protect them against incoming fast moving asteroids fields, by repulsing them! Behind these massively strong walls, it was there, that area was providing shelter to the thousand or so, manned organics, and the 30 thousand auto-tons Robot fleet workers, and hybrid clones organic angularity beings, along with helpers devices, strainers, sorters!

And all the others on board that make up the immense crew needed to make this ship function! And this infra structure was designed in such a way to be divided by bulkheads and twenty decks, interfacing with macro elevator shoots, fire suppression emergency alert systems, recycle maintenance chambers, medic ops emergency, robot factory repairs, food, replication supply and domed farming agriculture decks dedicated to growing vegetables, ventilation shafts, The X-ray and Cryogenic Facility and of course the off hands, Sesa'gadivoytron section, which was where the nuclear source dampers for artificial gravity was housed to distribute it seamlessly throughout the structure, so effortlessly, one would swear, one could breathe and walk around and feel quite normal, just like one was outside on the home world. It even had a perfumed smell similar to pine!

Bulkheads are compartments which ran across the ship from side to side on the Fielkan, or main sub passenger crew deck, creating isolated areas, atriums, autotoriums for fight games between robot boxers, for libraries, meeting rooms, while decks are analogous to the floors of a house, only this house had a couple decks like. " the poop deck," which was notorious! And worse of all, the place you'd never want to go, or be seen dead in, was :
deep in the bowels of the ship, was a hated Dungeon, called." Poppas Dead Crack!" So one had better follow the Captain Tu-Atacka Mush, orders, if he or she didn't want to wind up in that dingy Dungeon of " Poppas Dead Crack," with Bongybobbas, or the giant space animals, the size of buildings, some of which pass stinky gases, that could with only one sniff, knock you for loop, and knock the hell out of you at the same time, and possibly making you go insane! A lot of guys went in for minor infractions, but when they came out, they were never quite the same afterwards!

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The Doctor receives what is called a." Zap," or a Fabris ledlight flash, signaling an incoming transmission, he acknowledges it, and with a deep strained authoritative, yet solemn voice, on the other end begins to speak! : It is Captain Tu-Atacka mush!

: Star high star! Star high star! Announces, loudly the Captain Tu-Atacka mush! Giving dutifully the obligatory two fingered hand honor salute, slapping his hand hard up against his chest at a forty five degree angle, over the heart, with his fingers, two of which are sticking out forming the letter ,"U," signifying the holy trinity of the three U's, meaning these words, . . . Units, United, Universe of high stars. . . .

Doctor Heavenly, the Captain Tu-Atacka mush said, in and authoritative tone of respect : permit me to extend, extend my condolences to you, and your family, I heard about your loss.

Yes, thanks, I truly appreciate it . . I am grieving for my son Roy . . . Roy Royhamata. To have passed away so young he is just a kid!

How hold was he?

Barely Twenty-five years old.

Really that is way, way, way to young to die! He was but, just a young man your son. I am sorry!

Thank you again! He had his whole life ahead of him. I will miss Roy, greatly, for he was a good archeologist .. And decent person and a very fine son.
Well, how are you doing other wise, funeral arrangements or was he lost in space?

Well, Captain Tu-Atacka mush, that's why I wanted to converse with you in private .. Some years ago when you got sick, If you remember . . . I intervened and thanks to some of my unorthodox procedures, you recovered quite well, well hum . . er . . hum . . Captain, well I need a favor of you now.
Roy, my boy, You see he got lost on a hostile planet full of violent barbarians! I need to try to locate his body and bring it back for proper burial, if at all possible and to retrieve his belonging and equipment!
It's important to our family!
I need to borrow an empirical launch carrier

An empirical carrier? Repeated the captain surprised by the size of ship he requested?

Yes, with hoods accompaniment for me and my crew, to go and retrieve his body and his equipment.
I know and realize it is much to ask, I know, but my personal ship . . well, I flew it here and it is in the ships bay, but my ship is small and I have only modest weaponry, understand? So, if you could see your way to allow me this favor, I will be eternally in your gratitude Captain!

You asking me to turn over to you, to borrow one of my carriers? You need a carrier, my good sir, that's a lot of military hardware.
Yes, well I want to come back in one piece . . . and need to be able to exercise our bereavement duties, and avenge my boys murders. But understand me . . . It is dangerous place, other wise I would bother you and would employ my own small vessel Captain. Star high star!

The captain turned pensive, walked around in a circle, went over to the holy scent wall, bowed his head respectfully slightly, and inhaled some fragrances to de-leverage the thought and stress of this request, than relented, and turned to him and said :
Very well, you got the ship but I will dock you for #1 fuel and #2 any damages if you incur any, fair enough?

Yes, yes, of course and Thank you so much!

Whose going to pilot it?

I have two small hoods I customized with data points in military aeronautics specialties for permutations of any sort!
How long will you need it Doctor heavenly?
Hopeful a day or two I am not sure, honestly!
Well, so be it, Doctor, and I hope to help you relieve your sons restless spirit, and make his killer atone!

So wish I this my Captain, so wish I! Star high star!

So the two men raised their right hand into a fist, and struck their chests over their hearts, as a sign of honor and mutual respect, which was another way similar to the cultural custom of shaking hands. the Captain watched the doctor intently as he recused himself and turned and walked out and through the sliding door of the bridge and out into the corridors. Later he had dinner with Arxqeda Bliss, Doubleboy and Shahook! They had dinner of Cicavionwot with B' grieves with phuni sauce, and cheese and crackers with blue milk of bachi with ice!

And, as life would have it, nothing is what it seems, as attested to Doubleboys attention, which naturally , should have been on the technical applications questions that his father and his soldier pal, Shahook were getting into, in regard to technical permutations questions, of piloting a giant robot suoit, from the point of view of a navigator at the steering wheel inside it, and the equilibrium sub-gravitational reactions, variant manipulations problems of exposure to prolonged electro magnetic frequencies influencing mathematically, incident event driven, unscripted programming encountered, when it gets hit by enemy light space-time phasers, when, one choose to operate it manually, as oppose to operating it in Massive tannedo auto-mode magazine divisions!
A terribly interesting robotic war themed conversation, that young and old men, love to engage into, regarding tactical operations and maintenance! A hot topic, but instead his mind didn't take it seriously. And Doubleboys, his eyes found it self stuck, and vacationing on the hot topic and target of the attractive female boobs of the lady in red, sitting just across from him, at the dinner table . . . Who could predict she would turn him on like this? What bold action would this teenager trying to be a man, dare contemplate?

Despite the fact that this was his dads woman. She had a very, very charismatic personality, indeed! Her smile was a work of art, and possessed the power to seduce one without uttering a word!
His heart was in panic mode, trying not to entertain thoughts like these, full of avid fascination, in tandem desires! Or was it him alone? Was she feeling nothing?
Her upper lip curved perfectly forming a cupid arrow and her bottom lip looked moist, it looked succulent, and red and shiny . . Unknowingly tempting the young boys passions ever higher!
Despite that it was a very forbidden taboo adventure, in his mind, he was happily engaging in it too, and fanning the flames with his teenager immature euphoria, illustrating the power and magnetic spinoff attraction wise, this woman was endowed with! She given the right scenario could easily make a man out of him!

Despite all this, she without knowing it, was affecting him, twisting his sense of reality to go to an unrealistic place. . . . He listened to little of the content of the conversation, his father and friend, were engaging in . . to him, It all sounded like bla, bla, bla to him : As his thoughts was someplace else . . . focused on the aura of the woman's in red physicality. The scenarios was they were all sitting at a small round table, and she was sitting next to his dad, and Shahook was seated to his side, but the woman was seated in such a way, that her legs were near his. And he felt her shoe's toe bumping his twice in his flat foot, setting it tingling! He began to wag his foot under the table, just like a happy dog wags his tail when he feels good!

And he watched her, she was not participating to much in the conversation of robotnauticle modalities algorithm technologies, but, ever so often she would stick her fork into the plate and stab a tiny chunk of meat, she would stick the fork into the juicey chunk of meat and slowly raise it up, opening her mouth, parting those warm looking red lips, and placing it in and biting down on it and pulling the fork out slowly, as she did her eyes flashed, looked and blinked at Doubleboy, then dropped her eyes down looking at the green little peas in her plate.

She picked up a red straw out of the gold straw holder sitting in the center of the round table, and sipped the milk in the fancy glass in front of her, then without looking at him, but instead looking at his dad, but very presently aware that he is checking her out, she put the straw in her mouth and sucked on it like she had appetite for it. She sucked on it slowly, pulling on its long tube, and took it out of her mouth, and dipped in the glass of milk, and plopped back in her open lips and sucked on it as though it was honey on a stick.

Was she sending him a major hint, a primal corporal body language message, or was it all in his head? All in his wild imagination?

He felt funny, thinking what he was getting himself into, he thought all of this, trying to look nice and pleasant, as he sat in his chair opposite her looking at her boobs, as he actively thought about trying to visualize strategies to get her alone . . . and what if this happened?" What would he say to her ? . . . . He thought this, as he engaged a whole host of dynamic new pockets of thoughts, that if they came to fruition, what would he do? . . . He sat uneasy in his chair . . . he had tons of energy! He looks at her chest and her bosom would tremble and move and palpitate as she ate and leaned forward, revealing more of her cleavage!
It was hard thing for him, with his high teenage raging testosterones, to shrug off the temptation and act normal!
Doubleboy thought he was going to break out a sweat, effectively giving away himself as raptured by her. His mouth watered! He wiped his mouth as it dribbled!

It was hard not to look at her buxomly treasures while he was competing, eating real food as to what he really hungered for. He reached for a glass of H2o and his two eyes watched her every move, as he drank it down in a long gulp, and that cooled him off a little, and depressurized him to a degree, earning relief temporally, from his absolutely forbidden sexual tabooed fantasy that he was thinking about, which he didn't dare want his behavior to hint at, or reveal his secreted sex desires away!

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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.2

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

Ahhhh. . . he smiled exclaiming, after swallowing down the cool water!

But, remarkably, when you look at it through that lens the sovereignty of his fathers mistress's loyalty : Hidden from view under the red table cloth that hung down, to the floor shielding all eyes!

Could her foot resting on his foot and rubbing it, while they were eating be there by happenstance or was she trying to hint to him she was interested?

And again, her eyes raised up from the plate and rotated traversing his stare, all the while his dad and his soldier pal Shahook, seem to be talking like : Bla, bla , bla, and he had other things mentally on his plate and it clearly was not robots or computers!

Often in life, we accelerate into situations, that you are getting paid for the risk you are taking, not so here, this was much riskier than such things.

The only guarantee in life is death and taxes, but here is it possible, a tiny probability she wanted him, he thought optimistically . . .

Would she give me a shot? OMG, would she ? . . . would I take it?

Then suddenly, . . Then suddenly, she turned her head and caught him with his eyes staring at her body . . and quickly glanced at him staring at him dead in his eyes and said in her soft sexy tone :

You looking double hungry Doubleboy?

Year I said, I got a big appetite to night! . . . . and soon as the words left his lips . . . his face turned red. . . He blushed, ashamed of the fact he got caught by her, staring at her so intensely.

Its properly seasoned too . . she murmured barely audible to him smiling . . . Her eyes roving over his chest and slowly down looking at his hand with the fork in it! It began trembling a little as she watched him!

She lowered her eyelids at half mast and looked out at him. Tilted her head back so her nostrils were tilted upwards towards him, and murmured in a breathy sexy tone . . . that only he could hear cause the other two men were in a loud heated verbal complicated robotic suoit equilibrium diagnostic discussion, and not paying one iota of attention to the subtle unseen body language drama taking shape . . . between the two of them. . .

Then, . . . suddenly his father got up, and excused himself from the table,

he said he had to go to the mens room.

A second later, Doubleboys friend Shahook, said,

he thinks he's got to go too, and left, saying he'll be right back.

Bliss and Doubleboy were left alone at the table, and Bliss, leaned forward opened her eyes wide with fire, and looked at him in the eye and whispered to him, chiding him strongly saying ..

Listen! . Its obvious you're a virgin . . . OMG! Looks like you never been around a woman before!
Stop acting like a teenager.
Don't stare at me in public.
Don't let your mouth hang open, it bothers me.
Close it, stop dribbling, relax and join the conversation with your father and friend she said.

Then, after scolding him, she got up, and walked around the table, over to him, stood right next to him, with her hip almost touching his right shoulder, and looked down at the him, into his young boyish face, like she was his master! She was so close, her perfume was intoxicating to him, he sniffed it up, inhaled it like a drug he couldn't get enough of it!

He looked up at her shyly, and blinked like he was looking up at a god, and he had a look on his face, like he was a little dog begging for scraps from the dinner table, her dinner table, his eyes, wide hopeful looking, all the while his heart throbbing, booming, trembling hard in his chest!

Her beautiful face registered a slight smirk half hidden smile at him, then she exhaled, sighed, and rolled her eyes, and whispered softly telling him,

I am going to take a minute and go to the ladies room to comfort myself!

She said calmly, then turned around with her back to him and walked out the room, his eyes glued to her backside following her as she left out the gold sliding chamber doors of the dinning hall, and till she disappeared down the ships corridor and was finally gone, leaving him seated at the table looking lost and abandoned, all by his lonesome.

She had beat him down softly with words, no semblance of anger or spite just matter of factly . . . she was the boss . . and if anything was going to happen , it would happen, if and and only if and when she wanted it to, and that was that.
End of story!

All fell in silence, except for the continuous, pleasing to the ear, classical Bunu'dumva music playing softly in the dinning room. He was alone . . . confused . . . nervous . . . debating whether he was nuts to think that he, somebody as miserably dumb and inexperienced, could possibly touch or kiss her, or more! It was mind blowing to him . . still . .

He felt defensive, embarrassed . . . He felt like the world was going to end. His chest tightened up like had somebody punched him hard! It was hard to breathe. Her words were like an earthquake reverberating in his head. He knew how good she looked, but didn't for instance, think about, or take into account how he looked to her, nor did he want to face the facts he was doing every thing horribly wrong! . . . What really killed him was when she said :

" Don't let your mouth hang open, it bothers me."

He didn't even realize it was hanging open. He was sad, and let his head hang down like he was going to cry, closed his eyes tight, like he was in pain, and bit his bottom lip. He felt like a real, real dumb, stupid fool.
He felt so bad. He felt so, so awful. He wanted to crawl into a little hole and never come out!

He drank some milk, swallowed it down, and stared pensively at the food in his plate, his mind was a thousand miles away. He had a lot on his plate for real, . . . in more ways then one. …

How do you stop acting like a teenager when you're one, he thought to himself?

How do you do that? I don't know, I just don't . . he answered himself!

He wished to ask for help, advice from someone . . . But there was none, no one could he tell his secret thoughts to. . . He couldn't tell how he felt about Bliss, to his friend Shahook, because for sure, he would feel, he was a bad person, disrespecting his father! . . . No! This he had to keep secret . . . no one must know . . ever!

He was scare of her .. you bet.
He was eating the food but it had no taste for his mind was else where. Doubleboy had a hard on and it was hurting!

After a little bit, everybody returned and continued conversing and finishing dinner and drinking. Bliss had come back too sat down at the table continued eating and to Doubleboys surprise and amazement, under the table she again moved her legs close to his leg and again her foot was gently right up against his foot touching it, pressing up against it. He was sure she had placed her foot next to his intentionally . . . but did this mean something, or was it his mind assuming something of it, when in actuality it was nothing, and nothing should be made of it?

Now, some members of the Captains crew that weren't mention before, was the pets that were on board the Doctors cruiser. The doctor had a cat he loved dearly, called " Baroki," and another one called," Pussy," that belonged to bliss.
and, as time would have it , the one called,
" Baroki,"got curious, missed his master and decided to follow his scent, and track him down!
Then suddenly a surprise, in the doorway, from the opposite end of the big long room the pet of doctor heavenly a big blue eyed white bushy cat named," Baroki," jumped up on the long, ceiling to floor, maroon gold decorated Fractal laced curtains that covered all the dining rooms walls, and hung there on it with its nails, for an instance, and when the Doctor noticed it, he turned abruptly looking at it, and yelled,
"get down kitty!" . . . It did. The cat had somehow left the ship that belonged to the Doctor and trailed him, . . following its master here . . . . . . And his dad waved his hand at the pretty kitten, signaling he wanted it to come to him, saying :

Come here baby, come to poppa . . .

He said with a slight smile and a twinkle in his eyes!

The kitty meowed, responsively acknowledging him, and leisurely meandered towards them in the large fractally decorated blue and maroon themed dinning chamber. But instead of coming to him directly, the cat slowly walked in, and walked over to the table and ducked under it, pushed aside the large red table cloth up, and went under it and laid down on top of the two touching feet of Bliss and Doubleboy.

Fearing someone might lift the curtain any second and look, they both in tandem quickly withdrew their feet's position so that everything looked, appropriate!

Now was that his imagination . . was it a mutual reflex action or what?

And what about his fathers and Shahook's, and the conversation they were having . . . What was the status of leveraging the conversation to another topic, lots! But Doubleboy, he didn't really give a dam about conversing, uniquely mentally hypnotized he was, backed by the whiff of the enchanting perfume the woman wore, whose romantic scent, was driving him to hell! But he started listening hoping to say something making believe he was interested in joining the talking points about the topic at hand.

He knew she wanted him to enter the conversation with them, and act like he was interested, but he was lost for words, and confused and hesitant, still with her foot on his, he renewed his desire for her. . .

Despite the impossibility of it all,

Despite, after all he was his dads son.

Despite, she was his dads girl friend,

Despite, she was easily forty years older than him, but didn't look it, which was very common place for people of his time, thanks to advanced atomic bio-regenitive corporality gene technology, she was old but still a young girl and had a twenty year old hot body. Thats all he knew and cared about. . . . And that body was tempting the hell out of him, and his thing! It was up now, about , higher, stronger, due to the fact he thought before when she had her foot next to his, that she really did want to put her foot up against his foot! Why? Why he didn't know, . . he didn't know what to think anymore . . was it his imagination, was it all in his head, or was he loosing his mind big time?
All he knew was the proximity of the charms of Bliss was over powering his thoughts to the point, he thought he would just go nuts! He knew, she said she wanted him to start talking, but couldn't think of anything, then, without thinking, he stupidly blurted out asking her. . .

Can you pass the spicy ketchup please,

He asked? She did, but not looking or saying anything to him . . . knowing dam well the only thing spicy he wanted was her!

You know poppa, . .

Whats that Son?

I was quietly listening to you both,

Year . . .

And, well, er, . . hum, and I couldn't think of anything to say, . . but, I'll say this to you, Shahook, . . I think its cool that you got your grades high enough, and went and took the courses at The Quadfaxth Academy for Equilibrium-briaonic Suoits piloting, combat program!
I think, after listening to the two of you speak, I think I am encouraged to give it a go, . . that is, if I can. If I can possibly get my grades up to qualify?
. . My grades, um, er, . . huh, my grades, well, are on the floor right now, as you both know, . .

remarked doubleboy self deprecatingly, with a big smile and twinkle in his eyes, knowing he was really opening himself up. . . .

On the floor? . . . Joked Shahook, smiling at him, as he shifted his chair closer and reaching over punching him, playfully in the shoulder and patting him on the head.

You mean below ground, ha, ha, ha . . . like three feet under, ha, ha, ha . . . Hello, Doubleboys head, helloooooo . . . . anybody home in there? Ha, ha, ha !

Year, ha, ha, ha . . . but who knows? . . .

Perhaps next year if I do, I will apply for training too,

Hey Doubleboy, don't pay me no mind, me, I am just knocking you dude, you can pull it off . . said Shahook, nodding his head and looking at him smiling, with a big, big grin!.

I know you can son, said Doctor heavenly, pointing at him, . . . you just got to want it bad enough, thats all!
I understand it's really hard,
Doubleboy, said depressed!

His father doctor heavenly said quickly. . .

just want it bad enough, thats all, and you'll study and become what you want! Just look at Arxqeda Bliss,
my dearest travel companion, who I adore. I spoke to you about her before. . . this is the first time you met her in person, you've seen her before in pictures with me, in space transmissions, but now you have met her in person. I have been gone along time, and she has been traveling with me some time now, I like you all to know she's not just a beautiful person to be with, but intelligent and believe it or not, she knows how to operate a full sized military Suoit!

Wow,

exclaimed doubleboy totally amazed. Usually women take to doing easy stuff like programming, but she knows how to climb up, and get inside a giant robot and operate it, it was something about her having that knowledge that was really blowing his mind, and made him abruptly realize, and forced him to look at her not just sexually, but in a different more mature way, that beside her being a amazingly attractive woman, she was also amazingly brave and intelligent too.

Wow, oh wow, can you teach me?

He asked her? But, listening, she heard him, but dismissed his youthful outburst of enthusiasm, she didn't look at him at all, but instead reached out and picked up her glass of red wine, put it up to her red lips, and sipped it, and with an air of upper class . . superiority, she then said softly, still, without looking at him :

Brat, In exchange for?

Doubleboy reacted , shaking his head like he had just received a bullet between the eyes.
Her words, stark, bold, telling, revealed who she was, a person of extreme intelligence to be dealt with very carefully. . . Her words hung, hung in the air and no one would dare go near it with a ten foot pole. . . . Doubleboy, it was on him . . . the pressure was. . . He was the one who stuck his foot in it again, and it would be him who would pay the price of not knowing how to deal with the very sophisticated, multifaceted sexy, sexy lady, in the red dress!

The words worked it's telling power, its implied meaning, barbarically raw and primal came out of her mouth with a punch, and to the point.

Hit him powerfully in the stomach! Doubleboy doubled over in embarrassment mentally!

But, although deeply troubled by this, it taught him a good lesson. . . . He, suddenly he found, she knew just how to cut a man down to size before her. Some people use a laser gun. . . She employs words! Out of this, he learned a good lesson. . . and would be more careful of the hidden dark black panther in her next time!

No one spoke, including him. The only sound was silence!
What could he possibly give her?
What could he offer her?
What could he exchange for . . . he had no money!
In milliseconds, his sexual fantasy blew up. He came to realize she was too much for him!

His hard on shrunk, disappeared, and was gone!

[ 2 ]

After dinner, at the urging of Doctor Heavenly, they all went back together on board the doctors ship, and they sat down and after discussing some things with them, Doctor heavenly . . Eventually let them see the video that Roy sent. But, it was not just the goodbye video, . . that he uploaded a bucket of video files also, covering various topics, where Roy rambled on about different people, about how he came to learn about that planet where he died, it seems, a man . . . primitive, an aboriginey, indigenous to a moon called," Ishbiba whoa, " who went by the name Dooovof' comwonder, he, it turns out had been carrying real secrets worth billions of bags of lababa money. Lots, and lots of it .. He spoke a language called Cuba-OrvavxhVotpWot! He had secrets of wealth, but the pity of it all, and the real shame of it was, as fate would have it, he and his secret world, was the emblematic precursor of Roy's demise . . .

Doctor Heavenly sat down in a big, high, back brown Fractal custom, Valoonballoon Muckudu chair, and made himself comfortable. Arxqeda Bliss, dutifully, went and got him a drink, she poured it, and handed it to him, and he took it, drunk a bit down, as she bent over and kissed him on the forehead, and loosen up his shirt collar, then, she snapped her fingers, and made appear a pink silk Sussitrill air chair, and before sitting down on it herself, she first kissed him again on his forehead, patted him lovingly on the shoulder, and then sat on her Sussitrill air chair, crossed her legs getting into a comfortable position and poured her self a drink too and looked at him.

Doctor heavenly took his time before beginning to speak, and he looked at the boys seated around him, he raised his finger in the air and slowly lowered it, and it was controlling the computerized light, which responded in sync, and lower the intensity of the light to where the room was dark enough to see the video at its best, then, the cloud activator screen dropped down into view before everybody, scaling it self automatically large enough, so that everyone could see clearly.

The two cats, the big one, the bushy white cat named," Baroki," that was Doctor Heavenly pet cat, jumped up on his lap and he held the cat, patting it on its head, and it purred.
The other cat, the cat named Pussy, belonging to Arxqeda bliss, it meandered in and found a spot, after she circled the room a couple of times, she had apparently no particular spot in general, but ultimately decided to stretched out under the chair of her master, Arxqeda Bliss and she went to sleep!

The scene was now set everyone was relaxed as the Doctor began to speak about his son Roy Royhamata, Roy, just twenty five, would be sorely missed by his family! He was tall, thirteen feet tall, and was a big hunk of a man, powerfully gene rebuilt, square shaped face type of guy, with a real pleasant smile ; his black colored eyes, under long horizontal eyebrows, looked out at you with the glare stare, of a wild eyed angry eagle in waiting!
His personality was nice, even though, it came with a quick sparked nasty temper! He had black long hair, and a very light black beard, no mustache that gave a primitive primal dude look, so very popular with the young people of his times :

Everybody, we are hear today to remember my boy Roy.

Star, high star!

A long time ago I made him promise that if he could, if he felt he was going to die, pass away, and he had the time to do it, that he would make me, a farewell video and send it to me, and tell me how he got into that predicament.

That's, the first thing.
Well, I never did think, he would die, much less, he would have an opportunity frankly to really do it, or that this day would ever come!

But, . . like I said , I did not expect this day to come, but life, as we all know, and to you young ones that don't know, life is full of the unexpected.

Secondly, what ever you see or learn here, because he was one of us, and we loved him, respect him by not discussing what you are about to see. Can we agree to a confidentiality agreement? Star high star, said Doctor Heavenly, and Bliss and the two young men agreed saluting and making the honor sign, and saying loudly : Star high star!

Good, he said approvingly. . . .

Thirdly : I didn't realize how much my son had changed. He is not the squeaky clean kid I or you thought he was. He was on drugs. He was influence by bad company, now I am not perfect either, but I am just warning you when you hear his speech , Its obvious, Roy's, he's a rolling astroid out of control, . . home-less in the voids of space, . . caring only about himself, not his race!

I watched the movies of him, I looked into his face . . and I know who he is, or who he was, yet now all grown up I don't know him at all. Thats how much my son, has changed.

I tell you, he was a treasure hunter a tomb raider, so theres all lot of money we will be searching for also. This is important, so listen carefully, it all must be kept secret. I will share some of the belongings with you but hear me well, do not share how we come into this wealth, if indeed, we do and are lucky enough to find it!

and

fourthly . . . There is a box!

What type of box my father,asked doubleboy curiously?

A strange, strange small box like no other my son. . . . A box not full of treasure, exactly . . .

I don't know cause he wasn't sure, but, h said it had emissions emitting spectrums off the known wave length charts!

Some type of technology he said, unseen by us before, a kind of energy. Where it came from know one knows! I am enchanted to hear about this, as a Space Pathogenicologist, my sensibilities, one on one entices me, and encourages me to find it! . . And I am inspired to get it, I am a scientist would love to study its properties. . . bring it home, with all of his belongings, legal or illegal back, get my drift?

I am anxious to locate it, he said it had powers, said Doctor heavenly rubbing his chin pulling on his chin hairs his long," Nuhooni,"

What type? What type, asked Doubleboy dumb founded and curious, cause this was all new to him!

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to say, Double boy, I don't know, but i'll tell you what, I am determined to find out.
Roy spoke a little about it before he died.

So there it is! Now lets begin with the truth as you will soon find out and hear him speaking for your selves.

First I'll tell you who he is now, he is a Rebel. A bad man, a brash loud foul mouthed grave robber, tomb raider, thats all he is, or better said, thats all he was . . . I don't know what happen to him.

As he was growing up he was a good boy, he hid the dark side of himself from us.

But, growing up somehow he got a twisted correlation of how he wanted to run his life, and what direction he wanted it to take. He saw him self as an adventurist guy, pursuing a lucrative life that he knew, That he knew very well was illegal and dangerous.

He morphed into a planetary pirate and tomb robber of Kings and Queens, in the ancient sectors of the La' Gris' Soots of Mountains of Forbidden Access.

What ever he was, . . . We will honor his memory, he said looking sadly at Doubleboy, then holding his head down and saying softly . .

He is our blood . He is a Heavenly!

Some men have good taste, some have not, some are mild, some are bullies, some are wild, judge him, do for your self.

But, as our tradition bereavement duties are to avenge him, that strategy at any cost, even death, will be our final goal, less we be judged ourselves as failures, Star high star, he said saluting at them, and they saluted back, repeating :

Star high star!

[ 3 ]

And, remember were talking about Roy, we are not talking about some stupid individual. But, despite his brite mind, scholastic prowess in Archeology, which he excelled, his sense of human gratification was skewed somehow, leading him down the dark roads of a rambling gambler, and a risk taker, a life killer.

The implications of his choices of his life's path, we don't explain away easily, because it was the machinery of his brain, regarding ordinary fractal branches laws of decision nuero science, it was, . . who knows, perhaps the failure of a single or multiple nuerons in the processes of the brain that were involved in his brain, scrambling what should been a good decision, relegating it, dismissing it, to an inferior decision choice unfortunately, into a bad one! I say this because I know him, I know my son, how he thinks, what I am still learning how ever, is what he was capable of doing!

What do you mean poppa, asked double boy?

Remember what is good for us at the time, might not be good for you in another time! A second later, one second, is not the same second, the next second. . . . Seconds like people are unstable, unpredictable, much more specific pipeline content with in it, flux-uatable fractally nueronically indefinitely. Excuse me Roy, and Shahook, my dear dear Bliss, please don't get bored with me, didn't mean to go over your head, and get nova, with you!

But, the fact is, . . . well, we're all constantly being fooled by Fractal realms laws of probabilities. . . . in our brains calibrating, deliberating and planning, and lines of probabilistic reasoning that, under go on in our brains, in our own innate cognitive sciences, that are responsible for decisions we are making, will make and made! Roy, is no different, he came, he came , he thought, he bought what he thought he sought, made them, his, and thinking he was doing right, did what he thought was right!
And, its easy for us to second guess him, second guess his logic, and say he was wrong, lend credence as an after thought, to our ability to understand, . . . understand our internal neural sciences, that are involved in deliberation, and bear and share some responsibilities on the choices we make, or in his case, the choices he made, and our views of our perceptions of what we think is good for us at the time!

For example, as you all know, or should know, how the brain trades off the speed of the decision, against the accuracy . . . perhaps Roy, my dear boy, he was impulsive? Made a hasty decision . . that proved flawed, and cost him his life? Weigh this, compared with for instance, if he took his time and deliberated not impulsively, but throughly and gave more time to a decision! He might have made a good one, yes, . . . sorry to say it, as father, I didn't do a good job, with you boys, but, . . . if he had used the nuero science tutorials, I thought him, I think . . he'd be alive today? But unfortunately . . . as with many people, a fathers advice, it goes in one ear and out the other. . . . he'll be missed, Doctor Heavenly said sadly!

Well, Star high Star! Space only knows! Happy space corridors, to you Roy, said Doctor Heavenly, toasting him, and saluting to him and his memory!

In our life, the steps along the way, are almost always emotional. Excelence is powerful medicine, too bad he didn't have any!

And I will be the first to tell you, Roy spoke to me about many, many, many things, he did and many of the off the beaten tracks adventures he had, and the weird characters he encountered!

One of the many disturbing stories he admitted too was, his bouts with addictive hallucinatory mind altering drugs, and all night drinking binges, he participated in.

He provided me with a picture of himself like a happy delusional candle, burning its self out at both ends!
Roy, told how he wound up in [ Susucgadai, ] prison, and a strange subhuman man,
called, Dooovof' comwonder he met in jail there. He said this life the pirate life, he chose had provided him with unique sense of excitement and challenges and access to the wonders of worlds. He described himself as doing well and as well off, with his own ship, called Yom'sfanka, it was in my opinion, nothing more than a rickety clunker held together with sub nanotube composites, still it had a spark speed jumper capability that was admirable! Which he exclaimed to me, he was very proud of!

And, then, . . as in all things, when you play catastrophically, with killer margins, easy riders sooner or later come to calamitous end, and blood gets split!

The tomb raiders team were expert prospectors. It all started out fairly easily, they had a pattern of operations, scan a planet or moon , detect valuable minerals in spectrums electromagnetically, determine if its a tomb, if so land and rob it, escape and spend it and enjoy the good life, . . till the loot runs out . . then do it all over again.
The Tomb Raiders headed by Roy broke into the tomb, of " Vis'sada,"and everything went like clock work, just as Roy orchestrated it. No problems!

Dozens of heavy big treasure chests, that was meant for the dead king buried in the tomb, to accompany him into tra la la, land, were loaded up, and hauled off in a methodical fashion, . . labeled, barcoded and placed along the tombs entrance wall, ready to be taken away!.

The lucrative haul was comprised of the most sought after rocks in the galaxy, along with terrestrial reserves including Silver, Tin, Silver Diamond, Lotsa-Bateaux, Imaluxcos, Therbinium, and Gold crystal customized decorative jewelry and chains, and of course, they also didn't hesitate to extract in-situ resources utilizational assets, like hydrogen and oxygen for use as rocket fuels, along with iron, nickel, titanium, or anything, they could use for space construction materials. Some times depending on the market and disposable time, they had, they would take time to process water from ice to refuel propellant assets for their own ships sustainability, to avoid depletion.
Things were going good for them, they were getting ready to split, and make a clean get way, but around four in the morning the plan got the hiccups, they got a bad surprise!

The tomb was down in a tall plateau mountain called Wi'peecria. They left their main big ship, orbiting, and took a small shuttle down,
and had to land on top and descend down a craters, and use explosives to blow a hole in the side of the mountain to access, the tomb.
They stationed one man up top as a look out, and one at the door of the tomb, but these guys didn't know an orbiting satellite, equipped with Nod-filament dormt surveillance cameras was checking them out, and notified the moons adjacent planets global rings protector task force who arrived lickity split on the scene and hid from them till they got ready to come out with the goods.

Roy's tomb raiders team didn't see it coming, and unfortunately, by the time they had a clue it was way too late!
By the time the lookout saw them sneaking up, he immediately yelled out to Roy and the others to sound the alarm :
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Tighten , Tighten up, Incoming! Incoming! We got bad company on our ass big time, around two hundred, get ready! Tighten up now!
Roy yelled back to the look out, guarding the entrance, who the hell is coming, and how much time we got?
Protectors . Three minutes max, came the short response to Roy, quickly yelled : hey guys, stop packing that shit now, grab you're [ BLEEPING GUN ], we got spotted and they're coming for us, hit the ground, take cover. Stick on the walls, and don't move! No radios no talk, and shoot and make ever shot count! Now move it! Get ready for battle!

Instantly the men hit the ground, the lights went black.
Guns mounted positioned and ready. They waited holding their breath . . . It got quiet.
Then came a screamYa, Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ahhhhhhhh nooooooooooooo,

the outside dude acting as a lookout, on top on the mountain got thrown off, and his body was heard tumbling down head over heels down the sides of the mountain and the blood curling screams he made, busted into the tomb, echoing and re-echoing off the walls loudly! The scream sent shivers up and down the spine of everyone trapped inside.

One of his men yelled out scared,Shit! . . . did you hear that, Roy?Roy, responded tersely : Get over it!
Suddenly a barrage of hot white lazar fire rang out :

Za, za, za , za doom, . . . Za, za, za , za doom, then a scream . . . Ya, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

The entrance guard got hit. His body flew backwards through the air into the cave driven by the powerful brite yellow shock waves of the blast of the explosion, it split his body into a thousand pieces! Everybody had blood on them, it was a mess!

The loud explosions had a sobering effect on the men! The blast sent raging shock waves back and forth
Inside the confines of the tomb walls, rocking it like an earthquake! Dust and smoke fill dust clouds overly blurred everybody's vision, not being able to see to good, bad news in any bodies book!

Roy originally had 15 men, five he left in orbit with the main ship, and ten he brought down with him in the shuttle, along with six hoods, he sent the six hood robots up front to attack the incoming fighters, they clashed, but, were out gunned by tractor missiles that homed in on the metal men, and in about in five minutes, . . they all got blown apart by the explosions

Ba, ba Va, boom! Ba,ba Va, boom! Ba, ba va boom! No more hoods!

Now, heres really where the rubber hits the road, hand to hand combat or death, thought Roy, but just then . . . through the holes in the roof, came an angry voice over a loud speaker demanding that they surrender!
Dogs of pus, save your stinking life, come out now or never! Hands up put your weapons down we give two minutes to think about it!

Up your ass, shit head! Eat this : Roy, raised his blaster and let the shit, sing thy kingdom come : Ba pow bapow bapowwwww, Ba pow bapow bapowwwww! . . Ba pow bapow bapowwwww, Ba pow bapow bapowwwww!
The tombs halls filled up, all of sudden with lazier balls of pink lines of hot white fire all around, it looked sick! The men let their guns do the talking! Ba pow bapow bapowwwww Ba pow bapow bapowwwww . . .

The lazier guns oscillated, bumping humping big time, spit out higher their firer.
The explosions made the ground shake.
Parts of the ceiling caved down.
A box of jewelry got hit, exploded, and its contents white diamonds went flying through the air and began to glow in different colors as the colors reflected like tiny white stars prisms all over.

Boom, va boom .. Boom, va boom!

The guns were hot, Boom, va boom .. Boom, va boom! blazing away and lit up the darkness with a thousand flashes! It looked like a million lines of hot glowing rainbow colored lightening rays, thin as pencils, sharp as knives in your eyes, all over slicing the place up! SPARKS, SPARKS FLEW . . . .
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Boom, va boom Boom, va boom Boom, va boom!

The tall halls of the tomb shook, and shook hard. . . it loosened sand in the ceilings cracks, and the sand spewed down like a shower in power, fourteen legged, purple critter spiders, dumped down on fire . . crawled over the men inside! One big messy one, crawled on Roy's face, he knocked it off and pulled out a knife and cut its head off and stumped it, yelling :

Up yours [ BLEEP ] freaking funky ,' thang' spider , suck on it!

It got hot! HOT, in there real, real quick.

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Just when things couldn't get any worse, they did! they sent in the

[ mox- zot- toes ] they came in roaring their heads off :

Roockaaaa, Rooockaaaaaaaaauoom, Roockaaaa, Rooockaaaaaaaaauoom, Roockaaaa, Rooockaaaaaaaaauoom

Programmed to kill, or in this case because they wanted to capture them alive, programmed not to kill, these things that came in were a

kind of robot mutant on five legs, that resembled a kind of double headed freaked out bull dogs, that spewed out of their mouths a knock out gas, that put you to sleep. Its false teeth were removed, replaced by a sticking sponges in its mouth, so that when it bit someone, they would cling onto its clothes or hair of the prey in a Un leash able tight grip!

They were used to get sale able prey. Humans had a good traffic market value, and were a rare long distance space creatures specie, and very sale able! And the great thing was, in the opinion of the Bulax, they could be used for body parts, blood drinks because they were full of it! made good slaves, an its head was cleaned out and its skull was shipped to Marunga who-who-who, quadrants, where the brains were cherished with glee, and eaten, and the skull was proudly placed and decorated restaurant tables, just like hollowed out, pumpkins, would sit on tables, with warm pleasing to the eye orange toned candle lights inside the boney headed empty skull structure, with its two eyes all aglow! To those with discretionary income, it made beautiful trinkets and despite high price points sold quickly and very well!

To Roy's guys, . . . Seeing all these goddam freaking robot dogs . . Pumped up emotional speed of angst in them, as they realized maybe . . . Just maybe . . Their number was up!

Roockaaaa, Rooockaaaaaaaaauoom. Roockaaaa, Rooockaaaaaaaaauoom, Roockaaaa, Rooockaaaaaaaaauoom, Roockaaaa, Rooockaaaaaaaaauoom roared the The [ Mox- zot- toes ] !
The [ Mox- zot- toes ]
came in running, Roy laughing ha, ha, ha, stood up to get a good shot at them! The first to come for him, he took his laser blaster, aimed like happy drunken rocket pilot, out for a good time on the town on a friday night :

Za, za, za , za doom, . . .Za, za, za , za doom, Za, za, za , za doom, . . .Za, za, za , za doom, Za, za, za , za doom, . . .Za, za, za , za doom . .

And so he cut out its four eyes one by one, pow, pow pow pow poop! Then sliced off its necks, Zazam, zazam . . .
then cut off its legs, then sliced them in half,
then he broke out in laughter, and said,

Thats all for you doggy, Get over it! Ha, ha, ha, ha!

But holy issy beebe whoba deebe!" that's just the beginning, then two more came,

He sliced them up like raw spaghetti squash, having a bad hair day in may!
Then four more came and he said, I am sliced and diced them and sent those turkeys back to Hopu-pu du land, ha, ha, ha, He couldn't stop laughing!
He was enjoying himself even though he was getting plenty drowsy. . . The sleeping gases were having its affect?
Then, sixteen [ Mox- zot- toes ] started taking him on. He was swinging his laser gun like mad, left, right, up down, all around lines of light, lit up the place. . . Killing, chopping, shooting, he regretted only having two eyeballs in his head, but what he really needed was twenty, to keep track of them all, things were getting kinda rough inside the tomb!

He ran as he noticed part of the ceiling was suddenly collapsing down on him, and yelled," holy issy beebe whoba deebe things are funky!"
Ra-boom! BOOM!
It smashed down luckily crushing fourteen of [ Mox- zot- toes ]. Roy got out of the way just in time, but, Roy, hell, this bad boy rebel, still had his hands full, as the others that could still move took to him like hamburger on a bun!

Then, they overwhelmed him, he made a bad boo boo, accidentally dropped his gun, started fighting them one on one, by punching and kicking and spiting on some!
But, beside that fact, that he had two holding on to him, by the legs, and another three on his back, man . . . Man, he thought he was gone get a heart attack, cause these sicko's, three by three and six by six, were pulling on his jacket in the back, and one biting on to each of his wrists, hard like this! He would not, not give in. He would not give up!

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.3

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

Roy, yelled out to them, you can't take me, you can't. . . Get over it! I am bad, and if I got to go, shit, I'll gone go down fighting to the end, sicko's! Get over it! Ha, ha, ha!

Ha, ha, ha ! You mother [ BLEEPERS ] he yelled, ain't taking me, forget ah bout it . . Up it . . .Up it, you [ BLEEPING ] galaxy pus slicker licker . . . Ha, ha, ha!

The," Mox- zot- toes," were coming . . .

[ Mox- zot- toes ] were programmed to once in contact with prey to initiate,"G spen," g-spen or Gravitation suspension generators, an contrived device, anti gravity field generator technology product, using mechanisms such as electromagnetism or aerodynamic lift, so that the targeted victim would be free from the force of gravity!
And float in free 3D gravitation-less space. It was utilized, as a proactive precaution, and it could be used to remotely disengaged something or prey, from a potentially booby trapped environment, and by activating an embedded propulsion rocket in its back the [ mox- zot- toes ] they would drag the captured creatures out floating like in a bubble field outside into waiting arms of its captors!

The facts was . . . it was basically all over.

The [ Mox- zot- toes ]

Once they grabbed on to your clothes, they wouldn't unleash you. The gas filled the tomb completely. Everybody got knocked out in short order.
Roy and his men, they had," 4Dair," which are emergency ointments nodes, that you slap on to your face, that forms a breathable air bubble around your head, occillates the atoms of oxygen counterbalancing contaminated air for up to twenty minutes, its a derivation, ten times more affective than, gas masks for example, but the problem was, he didn't think they'd need them, and left it up front, . . .

The things were sitting in a box, just sitting outside, but Roy, couldn't get to it in time! It was just outside the door of tomb, tough luck.

That mistake . . .
It'll cost them all big time! Once caught . . . Their heads would be used for pumpkin heads, food, and their hair cutoff and used in potato salad dressing's, and exotic salads sprinkled with salt and crackers, or their eyeballs frozen and sold like sugar coated candies on a long toothpick like stick! A delicacy!

Or if they are lucky enough to be allowed to live, become slaves. . . . game over!
The protectors forces teams marched in, and hauled them off to jail to be sold as slaves! They didn't need this at all. . . . they had a bad day, a very bad day, but, they were alive, and when they awoke in prison, it was so stink in there, that they wished they were dead all ready! Like really! . . .

" To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet,"

Yes, said Doctor heavenly, pointing at them as they sat around him listening intently. . .

Its true as you'll see, when you see the films, and one of the inmates, he met in jail, there was a buffoon, belonging to backward race of Wofour-nogas-huhs. But this, animal looking, blue shaggy skinned dumbo, turns out he had more brains then any would give him credit, although he could barely speak our language. . . He spoke a language called Cuba-Orvavxhpotpot, and Roy had to mentally turned on his nano transmitter implant, to auto translator mode, to understand this beast-man.

Well, believe it or not, this guy who went by the name." Dooovof' comwonder," he, it turns out had been carrying real secrets, worth billions of bags of Vababa money. Lots, and lots of it.

Now, in the prison where they stayed, the dirt floored prison, had roofs that could open and close, but for the most part they left them open, so it had flies and all kind of flying Ribba'biers and Sawky bumpy headed insects hunting for a meal flying inside with the inmates! Roy, the gage he was in, was as dirty and filthy as could be, a smelly hell hole! Bad atmosphere, full of bad characters, and about as a despicable place you can imagine.
And inside with him, the worse space trash crooks, from every nook and granny of the corners of the galaxy .

Roy, was pissed, and you could see it in his eyes! He thought , this was one situation that really sucked!

He was brooding, bout his rotten luck, he didn't want to pass the buck … it was his fault, and the lot of his troopers, his boys, all eight of his men, stuck in the muck, in here with him.

IT SUCKED!. . .

He shook his neck left and right, and took a deep breath, then squinted his eyes , as he saw the bone headed, metal domed dude, robot who was in charge of them.
He looked like crap! He'd kill you in a second type dude, thats who he was!

They needed him, like they needed a hole in the head, thought Roy!

The Robot dude, He was looking at the long line of new inmates, looking them over like they were chopped liver.

Roy was taking it all in! All in. . . He looked the place over, this place they called ," BUCKET OF LIPS." It was one stinking bad ass, prison. . . All right! T'WEREN'T PRETTY!

Hey guys,

he said in a low voice to the men around him, as they stood in chains,
Just look at this shit house!

Tell me about it, said his buddy, Victor, who was standing in chains, next to Roy!

Its a big dump man, it got to be a big square joint, Thousands of feet long.

For real,
remarked Barker, another one of his men!
Roy said, And by the look of the pug nosed poppers, in here, you can get killed real easy in here, and nobody but nobody, give a shit!

So heres the deal! Chill, go along with their program, cause some of these dudes, we gone be sharing cells with, are sixteen feet tall, look like they like to ball, and could stomp our ass! So be cool! Keep [ BLEEPING ] lips zipped, like yesterday!
It will give us time to think, said Roy!

But listen, and listen goddam good!
Keep an eye on me, keep your cool. Don't pick any goddam fights! Bury your [ BLEEPING ] macho ego, for now, it can only get us in trouble!

And, even if we get separated, if you hear me yell this," I need to go to the hospital bad!" Thats your signal Baby, it is " To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet time, big time!" Come a running.

Cool, chimed in Victor, but in the mean time we got to deal with bucket, This [ BLEEPING ] place is a bitch! And its a [ BLEEPING ] downer. . . Its hard to be thinking bout break' ing out, cause by the looks of it. The Hapota building surrounding us, is a tough nut to crack!

Year, year, yearrrrr . . . agreed another one of Roys men, named Guttcha! He was looking all around, and not liking nothing he saw!
Suddenly a baby bird fell out of the sky on to the ground, three inmates ran fighting over it to eat it.

Joint was rough, in more ways than one, definitely wasn't gone be fun thought Roy!

Check 'em out said Roy, "The taller guys took the food from the smaller guys, its like that! . . only the [ BLEEPING ] strongest survive!

Check the wall, said Victor, this is really a [ BLEEPING [ Tall wall, got to be at a hundred feet high!

Cicoo, another one of his men, standing in the back, said, to him, looks old too Roy! Hundreds of years old! This place, its walls are all raggedy cracked, somebody tried to get out the back, of this joint, lots of times, . . . by the looks of it, place looks like it was constructed way back in the old days, after the last wars between the barbarians Adliszazadar tribes, and Momhawkaka peoples, and, I might be mistaken, but, Roy, you know this stuff better than I, being archeologist and all, but, the walls appeared to made out of Sheicvos stones!

Yep, your right on the money, Cicoo, said Roy, You got a good eye! Those type of stones, those types, you don't find them, you don't find them on any of the planets near by, you got to import them bad boys!
Took a big [ BLEEPING ] ship to bring those freaking stones here, tell you that!

Year said Cicoo, must be three feet thick!

So what, said Roy. ... " what gets built, gets unbuilt quick, with c-heto explosives!
Year, year, yearrr, but we aint got none, said Guttcha!,
Shut up, Guttcha, snapped, Roy!
Its got a lot of jails in this dump, man, no lie!.

Its got to be the size of dam whopaka stadium! Victor, said, your guess is as good as mine man.
looks like it was built, and its got seven large gaged in pens, and those are sub divided on several stories that go straight down into the ground. Year, said Victor, looking up to his right , year look, we right next to a big mountain too, looks like at least, it will give us a little shade when the suns out hot!

Year man, but the bars on the gages are tall, tall, I mean [BLEEPING ] tall, and they got barbed wire and thorns on them the edge too, put a hurting on your butt! Shit! Check the roof too, man! wooooo. . . Its got pot marks, with laser blast gun holes, and check out the tall watch towers, robot punks, guards armed to the teeth, watch' in our asses! Pick you off dude! Listen, Roy said, troopers, no [ BLEEPING ] negatives! Think positive! We are the hit machines, just cool it, bide you time in here act like dummies, pussies, winnies, quiet dudes, punks, don't stir up any [ BLEEPING ] trouble . . . in here, understand me! Wait for my signal whispered, Roy angrily!

So anyhow said Doctor Heavenly continues the story Roy told him about.

So, he said, Roy tried thought he would talk with some of the other inmates to learn what he can about the place. So, he was making small talk with a fat dude next in line in front of him! He started the conversation.

There were so many prisoners in the prison line! Each with a life of his own, a fate of his own, and a hidden story of his own untold! Take the man just in front of Roy, an O'beast fat man, with hugh fat legs, and an gigantic backside, a big protruding perfectly round stomach, and upon a hugh wide neck, a round fat football shaped head, with ball head with a just a few wisks of black hair blowing in the wind on it! Roy, asked the big fellar,

Yo. yooooo . . . . hey man

Hey, dude, Why did they stop the line from moving, you know?

My dear, Star, clueless am I like you, these proceedings are abomidable!

Wow you got a strange accent, where you from dude and what you in here for?

I am from where you are not, thats for sure, and I am in here for reasons that don't concern you . . .

Roy, said surprised by the mans cold tone of voice, and take on what he said, . .

Looked don't take offense! Trying to pass the time and be friendly, thats all.
I need no friends like you, see I am picky,

the man said to Roy, the flatly arrogant air, said a lot about this guy!

Roy, took offense, and was really taken aback by the guys attitude, and thought the man, was a stranger, who obviously had deluded himself into thinking, he was not just a fat cat, but a rich fat cat living in some palace somewhere in the clouds instead of recognizing he's inside of this shit house prison system!
Well, it takes all kinds thought Roy, obvious this boys sick, thought Roy to himself,
Just then, he spotted another dude, a midget size dude meandering slowly up to the fat dude, and the midget said with a warm tone that was friendly and disarming!

Yooooooooo . . . baby new-be huh?

This dude, looked like he was an inmate thats has been in this jail, for a long, long, long time. He was a tiny dude, only about six feet tall, and thin, he wore a orange and black striped toka-emiala leather Sinka, shiny coat, shaped like a triangle rug, in the front and the back, with a big slit in the sides!

His head was round like a ball, his skin was yellow, his black hairs were greasy, and combed straight back conforming to the shape of balled shaped head, his black eye brows were crescent moon shaped, his eyes, bugged out of its sockets, and also, his eyes had that glassy look to them, like he was on some drug, or something!

And the dudes tetchy looking, teeth, where yellow too, and when he smiled were clumped together like a horses square teeth, his nose resembled a boot ball, his ears cauliflower like sagged downward, his grey eyes tinny for the big ball shaped head he had, and he had a bugta beard, that was super short, but pointy, and he had a tattoo of a long pointy sword over his nose, standing vertically placed in the center of his forehead with the letters in black, "G. O. T.,"

The letters stood for, according to him, . . . "Good, Outcome Thievery," but , amazingly, despite all the bad facial appearances, his voice sounded beautiful, pleasant like a rally cool dude, smooth and sassy, and like he could talk the pants off a chick quicker than she knew what was happening, yep, thats how good he sounded!

So the little guy, he came up to the fat guy just as Roy was thinking bout saying to him to go to hell, but instead he saw the man looking at the fat dude, and kind of decided to chill! He stood back and watched as the midget approached him.

Roy, then slowly had turned his back on the fat dude, and made believe he wasn't paying attention, or listening, when he was really interested, and ease dropping in on the conversation between the two of them!

New-bees new-bees like fleas! You get rid of one, more pop up, ha, ha, ha! Hiya dude, welcome to Bucket of Lips, man! Washup? Was up man?
Yo baby, you new here man, well come to ,"Bucket of lips," they call me," GOT," cause I got it all! Anything you need drugs, erections, bump, food cigs, weeds huncka lumps, purer brand fresh smelling, you got the green we got the means, ha, ha, ha . . .yo baby yoooooooo! Best you ever seen, baby! Ha, ha, ha!

Whats your name man?

I rather not say! Why don't you go away?
Cool man, see me, I got for sale anything, folks want, now you, ha, ha, ha, boy you, . . . need something? Drugs, liquors, smokes, sutibavas, whasir, nicle, chars, you need to see me, just ask for , " GOT ", thats me, ha, ha, ha . . . and I'll get it, so you got it, Baby, ha, ha, ha . . for you cheap, ha, ha, ha !

" To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet," Star, retro poka moka proton bloka baby, year ha, ha, ha!
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The heavy set gentelman looked perturbed and looked disparaging at the slum-dweller before him, extolling the virtues of his spacey out of mind treats! And responded in a quiet measured tone :

Hate to bérate or castigate, but genre bending but you should take advantage of the medical facilities here and get the therapy you obviously desperately need!

Ha, ha, ha. . . . yo, Look man vector, like you don't know a lot, do you? Course you don't you ah new-bee, ha ha ha!
Know what I am saying? This joint don't have none of that stuff!

No hospital, no medical care, asked the man curiously?

We got morgues, that's it, baby, ha, ha, ha! But forget about luxuries, you got a problem baby, let me lay it out for your ass, you fat, dig it, know what I am saying?

What?

Its like it is, don't want to make you cry, man zoop p doo man, you, rape your butt in here hear me, man these guys crazy man dig it!

You understand what time it is?

Yo, like talk about desperate for flappy? . . . all these, " pappies," in here, horning up, vector baby! Ain't no women in this joint, men only see, you being a fat butter ball, and all, could be when they drunk or high, they think you is a fat chick, and these dicks might mistake yo yo you baby! Ha, ha, ha ! Know what I am saying?

Yo baby might mistake big ass you for one, ha, ha, ha, take it from," Gotti GOT," baby, I gone give you something you need more than drugs, man!

" Gotti GOT," baby, gone use his connections to give you protection from the bad guys for only 20 thou a week man. . . . yo, what you say baby?

This dude, doing all the fast taking, was a dude who looked like totally un savvy, not resourceful, but appearances can fool you some times!

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My dear, star, it appears you have started deluding yourself, thinking improperly, that you can instill trepidation in me to comply with your ridiculous assertions, now with that said, permit me to fore warn you, I find it very disturbing to have been your target of extortion, which I want you to emphatically know I will not subject my self to you, or your misguided under educated accomplices, stupidi-cies!

I am sure the authorities of this penal institution will be more that interested in your extortion activities, which if you do not remove your self from my presence, I assure I will be only forced to report you!

My fat brother, like no other, you talking crap, don't be a sap, you don't. . . . don't want to cause no flap, you don't know people, in here, me, I do ! Black hole Zoo! ha, ha, ha!

Remember, oh, he who died by suicide. might be your mother, brother or y o little you baby!
Better to part will a little green cash o stach, say twenty thou a week ! Better, you know what mean jelly bean, than part with that than, than wind up smash. Dig it!

Regardless, whatever is going in this facility, I expect the things you said to be of interest to the authorities here, and telling them I expect them to provide safety of my personage and bar whosoever from not only threatening me, but insure I will no longer be obstructed in my legitimate, good-faith intentions to serve out my prison sentence, and get out unscathed by the like of scum like you!

Ok, baby I tried to be nice, said Gotti GOT, but seems you don't understand. So I am gone spell it out for your ass! You stupid, arrogant bitch, you need insurance man, see …. you, don't understand, you, don't understand, where you are man, see people in here . . . see a fat person like you, check you out man you an Obeast dude, they see your large chest looks like woman's breast, dig it,

he said poking his finger at the mans fat chest with his large breast, and drooping nipples!

Look at your nipples sticking through you shirt dude, break wind sin yo baby where you been! Don't, don't be stupid! I am telling you like it is! See, dude, you in with the animals now baby, ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha ha . . heh . . Now I know you got a ton of education. Me I don't got none! to survive in here you got to have luck. . . . and luck is what I sell ha, ha, ha,

What? What the . . . said the heavy man looking at him, shocked!

Shut up a minute, man shit! Let me finish, he said putting his finger up to his lips, to signal to him to shut up and listen. . . .

Hear me out sexy. . . see, its like this man, these kats, they been in here for years, understand, they see women in their dreams but don't got none, then see some plump meat like you, they gets nuts on the drugs I sell, em, check it now, quiet, shhhhh, listen up dude, he said quietly.

They, in the dark, on some [ BLEEPING ] prison on some Godforsaken planet in nowheres ville, and stone to the bone, at night, and get horny and might mistake you for what a woman got and hump your ass, simple as that, man. You are a new-bee and not up to date, see! So I am speaking plain english so you can understand stupid man!

Now, little old me, vector it out, baby, ha, ha, ha! I can make sure that don't happen to you, so before you say no!

Think? Think! You get me the money?
See, I know you got it, that accent, got upper class to it, written all over it dude! Gives your ass away! See, . . . Gotti GOT, I been around, I wasn't born yesterday dig it! See, I have sold to everybody poor boy in the slumlords planets, and the rich girls and boys getting off in the milkyway corridors of candydom, baby!!

What do you say?

just then the robot guard turns around and sees the two men conversing and starts to walk casually there way. . . .

[ 3 ]

The guard was passing them when the Fat man reached out and tapped the robot on the shoulder saying,
I am not suppose to be here,
I got framed, and to prove it. I'll tell you, I have preferential code and expect you to take to your head authority of this facility, your administrator now.

The guard turned around angrily, look down at the human ball of fat, and put out one arm and grabbed the man by his shirt and lifted him, lifted him high into the air and said,

in here the only thing you expect is death, and if your supposed to be here, or not supposed to be here is not the point!

The point is here you are, and here you will stay till your dead, now don't speak to me unless spoken too, do you understand fat man?
The man quickly rattle off as fast as he can numbers, forming machine code of some sort that immediately caught the attention of the robot guard!
0010010110101001001010101001011110. . . . What, exclaimed the guard amazed the human knew this raw wolf pack machine code ! How do you know that?

No concern of yours. Put me down. Take me to your boss, your head administrator now!

The guard gently, slowly, lowered the man back down to the ground, and told the other men to stay put, and that he would be right back, and he signaled to the big man to follow him, they disappeared down the corridor, and his commander, a man named Captain Miclacopinci, and upon hearing the man repeat the code, the captain felt its authenticity warranted him to cooperate.

[ 4 ]

He double checks the codes and analyzes the codes authenticity in the computer and allows him to be beamed out, to see an official magistrate of intergalactic conservatoires, impericalites world of the wealthy, the BBB. The magistrate, a judge named [ lord Daldalwuillix ],
and addressed the code in the simulation frequency atom generator of the computer system and it acknowledged it, and the computer it self began to change and started to glow brightly, oscillated recombobulated structurally and turned into a giant ball of light, the man walked inside and disappeared and the light got smaller, and smaller and until it disappeared and the man was gone, beamed into the either of the unknown time. He got transported in secret protonic space. The judge
[ lord Daldalwuillix ], gets a message letting him know whose coming, the fat man, who indeed has a infamous name, and who is nick named, "the con artist."
He is familiar with the mans case, since he was a prominent law maker, who recently got put in jail, and bribed his way out, and ran off to badlands occupied by the rebels, but nobody knew what had happened to him, now he wants to come back pleading to be removed from a rebel prison where he fears for his well fare and safety, to one where he will have creature comforts and human living conditions, but the magistrate in charge of the case makes a secret phone call. . . .

to another man, and enemy of the con man, who got taken to the cleaners, and financially ripped off and wronged by the man, and the other man a sunny starside duke, name
[ lord Ailomdro ], asks the magistrate,
[ lord Daldalwuillix ],who is a personal friend,
to allow him to be present, to let him be there when the man arrives so he can have good laugh, and get his revenge at seeing him beg like a pauper. The magistrate,
[ lord Daldalwuillix ], agrees, and the stage is set for a show down where the fire works, for sure will fly!

The man in who was in " The Bucket of Lips," jail, was a big shot financier, named
[ lord Catarro Lemanychbyoo Denis, Charad'tosa Brenidictum II ], and, he was anything but a pauper, before he broke the law and accepted bribes to destroy a subsidiary, the financial trade routes, of a rival mercantile, BBB corporation!

He had belonged to the secreted non discreet entity know only as the corporation, which was really the,": BBB CLUB," or aka : "Billionaires Brotherhood Bureaucracy Club, " which was composed of upper class bankers humans, in control of vast swarths of the space trade routes, consortiums! They were so wealthy they could pay an application fee of fifty billion dollars for membership! The rich had their worlds and the poor inhabited the original worlds!

The membership allowed full membership atomization implant E.M.T amenities perks, technologies with logistics powers!
The membership endowed them to wear and be addressed with the title of Lord, and access to amenities of not just theirs but other worlds technologies, in their own portable elicitor worlds, or as you might call it, a 3D printed miniature worlds, so small, their whole world could fit on a pin point. The beaming process of protonic relativity catalyst cristalizatomic remodification was done, and the prisoner, was allowed to materialize with body atom assemblies intact! He arrived into the huge room of the court house, before a panel of nine seated judges to plead his case! The judges, who, as their custom had their heads hidden with a gold, silk, cloak hoods.

The court room was around two hundred feet wide, and three hundred feet or so, long with a very high multi-domed ceiling, and whose walls looked like decorative fractal flower pillars, thats slowly moved modulating decoratively in 3D, in solid diamond gold glistening colors!

Dressed in the same clothes he had in the prison, minus the neck bracelet monitoring system, the heavy set gentelman wod' dills into court, his body fat shaking as he is walking his huge frame up to podium to address the royal judges, who are sitting silent and stoic, watching him, as he is about to make his request! He bows his head deeply three times before he raises it, clears his throat out, and gazes at them, from left to right, and directs his gaze at the judge seated in front of him, some distance away!

My BBB Lords, Hoolaci High Magistrate , [ The honorable Doctor Dustamyer,] and high council, [ Lord Daldalwuillix ]!

It is I [ Lord Catarro, Lemanychbyoo, Denis, Charad'tosa Brenidictum II ] who humbly stands impoverished before you this afternoon, in the sanctity of these Fractal law chambers! It was I, alone, who was rightfully accused, of doing the unthinkable, modifying the contracts Galactic trade subsidies, and deserved the wrath subsequently, that was justified! It was I, alone, who dis honored the name of the BBB, I want to apologize. I have made poor judgement choices in my life, as you are all aware, and as retribution, have been striped of all my wealth!

I stand here to you to tell you since my expulsion from the ranks of the BBB, I, through no fault of my own, have found my ship pirated, and my self captured by pirates in the rebels provinces and thrown into a despicable prison, an uncivilized world filled with poor riffraff of a non existent society without laws, I plead to you humbly, to allow me to be put in your prison to serve out my time, because the prison where I am, baring the foul name of , "BUCKET OF LIPS," Is an uncivil place, not fitting for a former gentleman of the BBB, they have no requiem for care for health of its inhabitants, nor offer basic guaranteed rights of safety, . . . I have, yes, I have committed wrongs, and I declare here today, again I am begging you to take me into one of our jails, were I will be saft, to serve my time with just dignity.

Please take in to account, the good things, I have done for our secret society in my life time, on the boards exchanges, and along with this, I have helped others, along my life's journey, don't just consider, just my wrongs, my mistakes!

Star high Star! Show me a man who has not made a mistake.

We all make mistakes please, I beg you consider allowing this, granting me pardon out of the foul likes of the bottomless swill prison, I find myself residing in, to a better house of detention with Medical Amenities, a better place of restitution befitting my name and our racial and financial stature. I yield the floor, and in advance, I humbly sincerely apologize, and beg forgiveness! Please find in your hearts to pardon me!

Thank you!

Suddenly, one of the nine judges stood up and removed his cloak, revealing his face, it was one of the men conned by the him, one of the men he made lose a billion dollar fortune,
the [ lord Ailomdro ]the man was dressed in long gold robe that covered him down to floor! He walked down slowly and circled a couple of times around the heavy set man standing at the podium. The shock was instantaneous, acknowledging that dispite his long winded platitudes to be pardoned was all for nort, with the event of this man, his vindictive enemy, for he did not expect this, the fat mans eyes grew wide, and balls of sweat foamed on his brows!

He knew he could not bluff his way out of this! No way to restore his blackened reputation, which was otherwise headed for a calamitous end!
He sighed deeply and hung his head down preparing to listen to lots of drama and the diatribes, he was surely about to listen to chapter and verse!
His accuser walked very slowly with a pensive look and air of superiority about his demeanor, like a confident matador in the ring with a fat hog tied bull, with a sword getting ready to stick it in his eye! His voice started off low, then slowing increasing in loudness, as he got more brazen, bolder more strident. . . . he said :

Did I hear?

Did I,

Did I, hear you say thank you? You who parlayed a salacious premise based on fallacies to extort, to swindle myself and fellow members of the BBB, to enrich for your self, at our expense!

You, you to us say . . . thank you?

But, thank us not!

Nor us you, for empty handed you return, no compensatory package bear you for us?

You're obviously a brilliant man who does un-brilliant things, as such, you got to go through the ringer on your own, make your new digs your home, we will not help you! We suggest you appreciate the fact that we allowed you to visit the court! Enjoy it while you can, enjoy each second you are here, with us in the elegant air-conditioned, perfumes edifices,

He said vindictively, smiling, as he lifted his head up, and sniffed the air, then looked down to the floor, and circled around the fat man, once more, enjoying his words inflicting vengeful misery into the heart of the this poor fat man, who once was rich and one of them!
Then he looked up at the prisoner, walked over to him, leaned over . . . and opened his mouth and whispered something in his ears! What, no one knowns, then slowly turned and walked away with his back to him saying :

Enjoy it now, enjoy each second, each second of life here with us, for soon it will only be a memory!

You came here, you did, to engage us in a pleading discourse, meant to sway us, meant to persuade us to be sympathetic. . . say a few words to us and with that, we recede, to take an hour to contemplate and deliberate in favor of your request, your fate?

No commiseration!
No, don't need an hour to deliberate nothing! We to you, reply to you now.
No contemplation necessary,
No deliberation necessitated!
[ lord Catarro, Lemanychbyoo, Denis, Charad'tosa Brenidictum II ].
You, you, you and the likes of conmen, like you, showed us no mercy, thus,

said the man his face reddening, his face full of anger, and standing right in front of him, raised his arm up and pointed his finger into the mans face and yelled at him hotly. . . .

merciless, hear me well, merciless, be us, now upon thee, your pardon, your pardon is denied.

The fat man, the [ lord Catarro, Lemanychbyoo, Denis, Charad'tosa Brenidictum II ]. Lower his eyes down, lower his head down and braced himself holding on to the podium, looking like the news he was hearing, was going to make him collapse! [ lord Ailomdro ] continued his diatribes scolding him for his bad criminal behavior, and rebuking him for financial losses, and mayhem he caused the people who trusted him, saying. . . .

We voted once to excise thee, bar thee the title of lord and expropriated all your ill gotten wealth holdings, permanently, pray tell but unless the meaning of permanently has changed you are no longer a lord, no longer a lord of anything, but the sorrowful fate wrought by your own hand, sowed and harvested by your own deplorable behavior, that has besmirched the highnesses here before you now, and the good name of the BBB, thus suggest we do, acclimatize yourself well, to your new residence amongst the filth of outer-space, mark my word, it is fitting!

then the other magistrate said,

Court, we declared noted this case is out of jurisdictional review, and stricken.
This court is adjourned! Return the prisoner to his origins, the prison called " The Bucket of Lips!"

Then in unison they all said," So be it."
and they left the court. The robot guards took him away.

So, they beamed him back after his day in court! He got beamed back down directly in the prisons court yard and suddenly appeared amidst a crowd of men, but they paid no attention to him at first.

But after he walked around looking lost and depressed, and like a man defeated, he got noticed again by Gotti GOT!

And, again he is beset by the Gotti GOT, who he sees him back in the prison's population, and heads straight for him. . . like a hungry nasty fly on a warm honey bun, approaches him again smiling a big smile, and cheerfully exclaiming in happy voice. . .

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.4

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

Well, well looky, looky, looky a brand new fat mother ko-ka no-va-joka, ha, ha, ha!
Stars hook up, star brite, look who I got in my eyesight. You returned to us?. .
You who said goodbye to us is back, amongst all these men who haven't seen a fat woman, and you not a woman but, in here being fat, you might be mistaken for one, ha, ha, ha!

The man was visibly showing signs of distress, and the last thing he wanted, was now to had to endure the foul mouth, low class ranting of GOT, got him sick to the stomach and compounded his bitterness! So much was happening, so fast and all bad!
The dealer approached him bristly exhibiting a happy air of exuberance relishing his return and exclaimed :

Hiya. . . Dude, looking pretty fat at that, fat kat! Welcome back big shot, of boo hoo, shit, what happen your big time connections, huh? They were full of it, right?
Right, otherwise you would be here ko-ka nova joker! Problem! No problem! Just give me twenty thousand dollars a week, like I said, before you went bye bye, and I'll see to it no body bothers your big fat ass, man? You do know you got a big fat ass, right?

Look dude, ha, ha, ha. . . . I am the dude, who gone stop these dicks from butt butt, bothering you up man sam , So lighten up man, I am here to help you man! Save you ass aggravation! Dig it!

The man said nothing, placed his hands behind his back, and lower his head, weighing what few options he had, from bad, to worse! The dealer walked up close to him unafraid, and spoke into his ear up close and personal!

See, try to get through your fat head, fat head. You in my world. Get it? You in my world. Check it out baby, looks like you gone do time, so I am gone guarantee aggravationless time in here baby! You smart, you shark, drop some money in my cart man. You know?

You know? Really man. . .. you should be grateful, and now back to the point, dude ha, ha, ha !
I see you. Do you see me, gone cost 20 thou a week or I tell these ko-ka nova-jokas to rape ass, big beautiful person!

"Got,"
said the man shrugging his shoulders, and got up the gumption to tell him off and snapped at him sharply, saying to the man in rough voice full of distain ,

Please be so kind as to do me a favor go [ BLEEP ] your self!

said the big heavy set man angrily, dissing him and turning his back on drug dealer, and walking away from him, and turning down the long jail hallway full of inmates standing around looking at him, as he headed to the cell block B. . . .
but to his dismay once inside, he found himself jeered and ridiculed, and the men just like GOT, was saying, the men were making salacious comments, threatening to bed him down and make unwanted advances towards him.

This truth, he never had to think about before, shocked him, frightened him! After about ten minutes of that, he had enough, and came to see what GOT was saying was true, and his reticence to acknowledge the veracity put forth by the street wise low life of Gotti Got, made him change and do a 180 quick, and he decided, due to the dearth of options , it was to his advantage, to indeed broker some kind of deal!

So, he back tracked, located him, and finally found him, seated rapping with two transvestites that looked like real women almost, except for their tell-tale beards.
He went up to him and ditched his attitude of superiority, quickly replacing it now acting with fakery of extreme anguish, expressing to him, trepidation about his welfare, now of utmost importance!

This was coalescing to the delightment of Gotti Got!

He smiled.
It was night time now, and Gotti Got smiled confident, and knew by the look in the mans face full of fear, that he was now convinced that in this jail full of miscreants both human, and non human, he might get raped, and pay dear!

But, there is a famous saying in galactic parlance,
" Truth holding the mirror and the serpent is the winner. ." So the winner is," GOT." But, as the fat dude is about to find out, he had previously insulted the drug dealer, and the drug dealer begrudge him for that and he was gone to make him pay!. . . . in a surprising way! We watch now as destiny blows the winds that sway. . . . their own way. . . .

So when the fat man approached him and said :

Ok, he said nodding his head to him, Star, "truth holding the mirror, and the serpent is the winner," your assertions were correct, and I have reconsidered the the initiatives you offered me but, I need time to figure how to negotiate a more reasonable sum for your services, Star," GOT."

The man was a con artist and was stratagizing, thinking to pay him half of the sum, Got wanted, figuring that he would use the service first to see if it was satisfactory, and see what else he could financially extract from the drug dealer moron, but before he could voice his offer to GOT, GOT exclaimed :

Negotiate, did you say negotiate? Forget about it, you telling me, me? You need more time to sleep on it right?
Right,
said the man nervously looking down at the drug dealer, who was still seated between the two transvestite girls, both of whom were smiling at him, while priming and fixing their hair!

Gotti Got, smiles, takes a another drag of his woof, and nods to his two ladymen friends, and nods to them, blinks, and says to them in a low soft voice ;
take a walk, Gotti GOT, got to talk, dig it?
So the ladies depart, and, GOT leans back against the wall and in a very relaxed manner, offers a woof, to the heavy set man standing in front of him blocking out the sun, and casting a shadow on his face, and says holding out the woof cigarette to him,
Care for a drag? The man looks at it, but declines, shaking his head, saying :
er, no, er, no thanks, not my brand! Oh year, what do smoke?

DarfD-Royals!

hmmm classy brand, we don't got none around, but I'll see, I'll see what I can do, maybe I get you some. . . . you got a name?
You can call me anything you like! Ok, anything you like, whats up?
And whats not . . you want to negotiate. . . tell you what," anything you like," this is what I'll do. . . . you want some time to sleep on it, no problem!
I am goner let you sleep on it tonight, and tomorrow we'll talk so more, check it out baby, I got a dude who's cool man, good people, he'll protect you! Nobody gone mess with you. . . . he's big strong, good friend of mine, I am gone write him a note, and you give it to my man hear, tell him I sent it,

he said pulling out a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote something on the letter, folded it in half, and stuffed it inside an envelope, and sealed it and handed it to the fat man, saying to him, to go to that man in the cell over there, the giant dude with all the muscles, sleeping on the floor behind us, he said pointing to huge man, in a cell a hundred yards away, the bulky sixteen foot giant man, was sound asleep on the floor, and resting his big ball head on the body of small blue man, apparently using him as night pillow!

Thats him, see him, see him, good, don't be scared of him, wake his ass up and hand this letter to him.
Tell him it's from me!
He and me, are brothers, that's its, take this to him, he'll take care of you, and you can sleep on what we were talking about! It's all cool now man, you all set! Go joe, man , he said smiling and handing him the letter!

Go , man he said to him, waving him off, go! We'll talk tomorrow!

So the guy takes the note over, to the big dude, and wakes him up, the big dude wasn't happy to be wakened, but took the note and read it, It said :
"I am your new pillow," signed GOT! So, the big man pushed the other man out of his bed, and to the shock of the fat man, he grabbed the fat man and threw him down and laid his big ball head on his fat stomach, and used him now, as a pillow and went fast asleep!

[ 2 ]

Walk the walk and talk the talk thats what Gotti GOT says so what about the blue colored tiny little six foot dude, the giant was sleeping on? Well he is crawling along the floor in the dark, and little by little struggles to catch his breath, and breathe normally, after having to bare the weight of that big mans head on his stomach and ribs! He was starving and hadn't eaten all day!
The guards said they get to eat every other the day, and that they could eat tomorrow. Well it was now late at night and it was hard to sleep hungry.

The prison was packed with hungry men. Somebody would get eaten alive tonight for sure!

The giant cells had thick vertical and horizontal fractal latices bars to gage all of them in, just like animals, and in it, they had all kinds of men, some like the man he got away from who was a giant man sixteen feet high, and two foot high midgets were all thrown inside together.
The jail was run by this wild tribe of hoodlums and slave traders and body part merchants, known as the Si-kidi's ! The Si-kidi's, were the law and powers that be, in that dominium.

Anyway the little blue man . . .

He is so happy the big giant man threw him out, so now he struggles to get up on his feet, and he suddenly feels someone grab onto his long hair from behind, it's lalalinda, one of Gotti GOTS, girlmen friends, she pulls his head back, and holds it up so Got can slap him! Pow! Gotti GOT, slaps his face, and grimacing angry murmurs to him,

You midget blue piece of shit, I don't know why I treat you so good, see I got you out, I got you tossed out, freed from the big dude, who was laying on top of you, right, but, you still owe me money!

An I.O.U. is I.O.U and the sooner you pay me, the sooner I'll leave you alone, bone right?

Oh year, year, year GOT, you're right, anything you say, look you can let me work it off, . . . what I owe you! I can do what ever, says the man!

Nah. you too ugly! Put lipstick on you, you still look sick and uglier!

Now while all this is going on, other things are transpiring unknown to all! But being a person incarcerated in this prison, the stakes of danger spikes high fast, and unsuspectingly as Roy, and everyone in here is about to learn!

Rooar-ohhhhoooooo, roo-ohhhhoooooo,roo-ohhhhooooooahhiii, ya yaaa help!

[ Mox- zot- toes ] were coming again!

Suddenly the sound of barking robotic [mox zot toes ], the authorities suddenly released them on the prison population to round them up to be shipped out to be sold as forced slave labor, or slaughtered as food, body parts or experimental animals research! The [mox zot toes ], run up and bite them, dragging away hundreds till a quota is filled. The scene is total chaos, as the men run, stampeding like wild animals, in every direction!
Within minutes hundreds are dragged off, where once the yard was packed with men laying around sleeping on the ground, now only a few hundred remain, the lucky ones. The ones lucky enough to be quick and agile enough to scramble and climb up to the top of the huge bars gages, where [mox zot toes ], couldn't reach them.

Roy, and his crewmen buddies, and surprisingly Gotti Got, and his friends managed to be on the section of the prison away from the attacking [ mox zot toes. ] They were lucky too!

Then suddenly as the men are climbing down, another traumatic nightmare scene unfolds as the factory prison butcher shops elevators surface from under ground, and strange automated escalators criss cross through the yard to waiting shuttle transporters in the backyard, as recently severed body parts are whisked off, we see hundreds of buckets of lips, passing by, the importation of which is deemed a delicacy on certain alien planets throughout the galaxy! A giant butcher robot lady carrying a large shiny machete sword, which she swings around quickly in the night air, left and right is seen marching along protecting the produce!
What just happened is scary and sobering!
The human prisoners cringe in agony, and astounded at the lack of discretion, tact, and sensitivity to their feelings, but everyone can take a deep breath and at least sigh and be grateful it is someone else and not them.

What just happened was really scary and mind blowingly distasteful! But, Gotti Got has been in jail so long, he's seen it many times before, and knows often times, like clock work, when a round up is due, and while others are toying in deep levels of emotional shock at seeing this for the first time, he takes it all in stride, and smiles acting cool, lights up and takes a long drag, smoking, and smiling broadly, listening to music on his player, while everybody else looks like they are bugging out, going nuts! Ha, ha, ha! He chuckles at the idiocy of other inmates unable to guess when the attacks are due, so they can survive them!!

The human prisoners cringe in agony, and astounded at the lack of discretion, tact, and sensitivity to their feelings, but everyone can take a deep breath and at least sigh and be grateful it is someone else and not them.
Suddenly a hungry, alien Vogothilian creature, thinking, that since its night-time, he can sneak up in the dark and quickly get some food, runs out and swipes a bucket of lips to eat, and he almost gets away with it, but the lady robot has eyes in the back of her head. She jumps up and spins around in mid air and stomps him into the ground, BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ow Ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ow oooo ugh! He's done for!

Then, buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz za A giant sacadin mosquito, flies into the prison and swipes a man, and flies off with him, ya, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa help, the giant robot lady throws her machete and cuts off the mosquitoes wings, it falls back to earth killing three prisoners as it crashes down! Ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
The giant lady robot wrestles with it, beating its head in, Boom, Boom, Boom, she rips off its head, CRACK! And tosses it aside, then, it deplucks its legs one at a time, out of its sockets, and stomps on it BOOM,BOOM,BOOM, Its done for!


[ 3 ]

Then things began to go down fast, out of the prison court yard, the other robot officer,dome headed dude, in charge of them, suddenly came walking briskly up from behind Roy and dropped a giant long black metal box down next to him, almost falling on his foot!

Then, it bent down and grabbed him around his waist and picked him up and brought his face close to its mouth, and opened its mouth up, as if it was going to bite off his head, and suddenly a voice came out of the robot.

It, said, hiya shit head, its me Rickko, I am inside this 3d printed robot Roy. Hope you guys are Ok, I couldn't get here sooner. The resolution was a [BLEEPING ] bitch, and getting the coloring just right, took a long time to make man!

Holy shit, is that really you Rickko, asked Roy, shocked and surprise? [/b]

It ain't your [ BLEEPING ] girl friend, answered Rickko chuckling, ha,ha, ha![/color]

Roy, in a low voice asked him, as the big robot held him up in the air,

You sure in hell look just like a [ BLEEPING ] robot to me man, you sure fooled the hell out of me! GODDAM, Shit!

So that night, what had happen was Roy's, originally had a fifteen man crew, five of which was still orbiting high above, trying to figure out how to bust them out of jail, so to effectuate a jail break, what the plan was to wait till the prison court yard was empty, land the ship down in invisible cloak mode, drop a 3D printed full size replicated imitation look a like robot down and send him to contact Roy!

First thing it had to do was, after it penetrated sub-cloak mode, materialize, landed, he'd first had to place explosives on all the giant stone legs on the guards watch towers, and then to bring a box of heavy duty atomic number modulatorble lazier blaster guns to Roy and his men! So now, everything was already set, as Roy asks,

Holy shit, you had me shitting bricks for a second, Rickko, whats in that box you almost dropped on me ?

Weapons Roy, its break out time baby! Cool man, just like I like it!

I am gone lay it out for you, so listen up, while I lay out the plan man!

In a minute the ship will appear!

It's waiting in invisible mode about 200 meters behind me in the prison court yard, and what you got to do his call the rest of the guys. Let them know we going get the [BLEEP ] out of here!

Soon as you do that, I press a detonator that will trigger the daisy chain, chain reaction, blowing this mother up! We placed bombs, all over this GODDAM place, to blow this joint Sky high, got it?

Hell year, man, cool! Keep talking dude! I like what you saying!

You ready?

[ BLEEP ] YES!

So hears the deal Roy,

said Rickko, lowering him down to the ground, remember once you get the boys together, I gone blow the place up!
The ships, now in invisibility mode, will be just a couple yards from us sitting in the prison court yard, will de-cloak and appear right in front of you!

So shit, you got to make a run for it! The right side doors, will slide open.

But, be ready to duck, when we start to run, cause for sure the anti aircrafts guns, will be popping like crazy, this way!

So, you ready Roy?

BORN READY BABY, HA, HA, HA!

So that night, what had happened was Roy, originally had a fifteen man crew in his ship, five of which was still orbiting high above, trying to figure out how to bust them out of jail, so to effectuate a jail break, what the plan was to wait till the prison court yard was empty, land the ship down in invisible cloak mode, drop a 3D printed full size replicated imitation look a like robot guard officer down and send him to contact Roy!

First thing it had to do was, after it penetrated sub-cloak mode, materialize, landed, he'd first place explosives on all the giant stone legs of the guards watch towers, and then to bring a box of heavy duty atomic number modulatorble lazier blaster guns to Roy and his men! So now, everything was already set!

You ready, asked Rickko? Like freddy! Hell year, Rickko, I was born ready! Put me down!

[ 4 ]

So heres the deal Roy,

said Rickko, lowering him down to the ground, remember once you get the boys together, I gone blow the place up!
The ships, now in invisibility mode, will be just a couple yards from us sitting in the prison court yard, will de-cloak and appear right in front of you!

So shit, you got to make a run for it! The right side doors, will slide the [ BLEEP ] open. See we ain't jokin!

But, be ready to [ BLEEPING ] duck, when we start to run, cause for sure the anti aircrafts guns, will be popping like crazy, this way!

So, you ready to pop Roy? Like a black hole, baby!

So what happens next, Roy yells out the signal which was,"I got to go to the hospital bad, now."
The guys, when they heard that, came running.
Roy opened the box and gave the weapons out to the guys!

Rickko, pressed the trigger : BOOM! BOOM! Baba BOOOM, the place started blowing up!

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM! First one of the tall watch towers full of guards armed to the teeth, started toppling over, BOOM!

And soon they all exploded! The sky went from black to red, men lay dead, bright yellow, orange firer works all over the place, irked blood red the soils, spread machinemen to smithereens, all this scenes were seen!

It was break out time, BOOM! BOOM! Baba BOOOM BOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!
Bam BOOOOOMMMMMMMM BOOM,
Rang out thunderous explosion blowing up the watch towers with guards body parts, went flinging like rockets zooming off in to air in different directing resembling fast flying meteorites in night sky!

Suddenly, you'd see a flying robot head that got blown off, then over theres a hand, then a foot would zoom by, it was getting rough that night, in the heat of the fight, despite the blood and guts spilled out on the floor, the men had hope in their hearts, aspiring for more than gore, thinking things would turn out all right, but, alas death came harassed, put them to tasks, the seconds of death tick tocked on the deaths clock! As they ran, ran ran running, ragged like dead men often do, when their number is up and over due!
Escaping away, praying, in the night they flee!

The sound of gunfire crackled hot and fast pow pow poooo za tuooooooooooo za toooooooooooo BOOM! Then came they came out shooting, running for the open door of the ship, ducking lazier beams fast quips!
Then, lots of inmates, seeing a break out was in progress, did their best,in haste without a minute to waste, made a run for the ships too, which suddenly decloaked right in front of them!

BOOM, BOOM! The thunderous blast blew up several men as they came out of the jails all trying to see if they could escape too! Ya, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Roy raised his heavy duty lazier blaster, and spun around BOOM, BOOM, blasting several guards chasing after them! BOOM, BOOM, BOOMMM, the battle was hot, nasty, fast and bloody! Roy, running, twisted his head around, spotted a bad joker robot, spun up and around and BOOM blasted him down.

The remains glowed in hot yellow ambers on the ground with melting metal shaking before turning like hot steaming water bubbling on the ground illuminating everything around!

Boom, BOOm doom, a tall watch tower crashed down setting off a ton of explosives baba BOOM! BOOMMMMMMMMM!

The lasers slices this way and that, smoke billowed in the night air giving a deathly mystical glow to everything!
it looked surreal!
Dozens of men made it inside the ship,

Roy, yelled ok, ok shut the [BLEEPING ]door, get us the hell out of here!

The ship re-cloaked and took off making a loud blast off noises as it rose into the night, as it took flight, under heavy firer, of its enemies ill desire!

The sky lit up! The heavens lit up, turn white!
turned black in the night in their site, and in an instance the ship disappeared forever gone!

Inside, joy, the ragged trigger happy losers rejoiced, alive, survived, eyes wide, teeth grinning, eyes wide, in their head spinning, feeling embellished relishing the bosom of freedom as they zoomed away to live another day!

They bust out in laughter hugging each other,cheering, hooray, then all hell broke out when they found out, that beside Roy's crewmen, they found that Gotti GOT, his sneaky weaky dudes, friends and cohorts, also made it on board! Roy wasn't to happy about that, but right now, fact was they had more inmates than they wished for, but crap, what else do men do, make friends, deal with it, and adapt!
Roy, thought, the inmates that escaped with them would now become part of the crew too!
The situation was just about calming down, when just then, one of the men started laughing uncontrollably, nobody could tell why?

[ 5 ]

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.5

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

[ 1 ]

Are you ready?
In another life BR, was someone else, yes, you guess it! So many, many things you don't, U don't know! Right? You, yes,

y o u,

as an earth citizen trapped in a nut, the nut is sleep, job, rest, work sleep, is it not true, not enough time to really find out about U. Know U? Your little life. What's it all about. The first time you do something, pulling a trigger, getting married, swimming way out from the shore, or sitting down and thinking, really thinking, what its like 2 die, you are hesitant! Make U want to cry! We dear say, yes, even fearful, the fear, here in head, maybe let it be said, red, from shame, yes, shame of the fact and acknowledgement, you don't know what the hell you are doing! The first time, oh shucks, you know, the thing you do, for the very first time, the first time U , you do it. You are doing, like all things you have done in prior times, it's like a screw, a screw has a clue 4 us, it is a spiral fractolic signature true? You act and proceed trepidaciously B U, hues of doubt, confusion about, take avenues new, paths, with clout, confuses you obligating you to spruce off the residues of your hidden bravery, and whether you approve or disapprove, partake of booze and divorce thy self of primal fears, toss it, the fear like a cold corpse to the side of the fork in the road in the rears, and just relax, do it, and experiment and try.

The only time you may be embolden doing something for the first time is sex. Only because it is fractal primal animal programming burned into you, no college degrees prerequisites necessitated.

Otherwise,
Yes, you do as one without any inkling of any experience, walking in the dark, the dark that you fear. But, lo and behold, do a thing many times, and you grow in confidence, get cocky, yes, be it told bold, as you old, and at some point yawn, its now easy, expert U pretend 2 B. But, can't fool a real slider, can thee? The first time, you try sliding, well, you know.
BR, yes that boy relaxes, he's relaxed and slides into one of his sub-personalities in fractal time. Fractal time is billions, and billions of things U might pretend to call or label as years with out end till they loop.

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Some say that need is the mother of all invention. People complained that : The constant fear and a life filled with unending wars, unending strife, filled with the impending gore brought on by the wars with robots, was all that they have known.That it, was time for that pervasive fear and disenchantment to be channeled into a proactive positive change in the balance of power, time for a change. : The past millions and millions of years have been pot marked, tough times, tough like a hot broth, frothed by intense periods of confrontation, with the rise of the robotons alliances mechanical war offensive appliances, seeding mass destruction of human life, and hope for the future of peace had eroded, especially in the depressing Robot wars of the Gasmal 09000's, where human populations where being slaughtered to the point of obliteration in the billions.

Time had come for action. Time had come for the invention of humans that could not die, a fighter, who could fly in the sky, a soldier who could defend the world to the end, a defender of men, an army of one, the first of his kind, his name was Jack Sawed-off.
Several thousand million years ago there existed an highly evolved parallel human civilizations who created the AFGEIZBO program. AFGEIZBO, stands for Advance Fatality Galactic Ecosystems Infestations Zozo Beaming Operations.
ZoZos, is an evolved projectional digital hologramfical cyborg with dual wavelength brain emissions, part mentally human, that looked human with amazing super powers and the ability to reincarnate by self fractolic hyperbolian corporal regeneration. On his home planet of Aiokiteadi, he's a part of a top secret team of super soldiers.
Yet, today, he's on call serving on an alien bounty hunter task-force known as the D N festators! Their job is to be on 24/7 call and ready to help government spaceships to investigate, observe, and restore law and order, in ships in inter galactic distress, by being beamed across the fractalic fabrics of nurosikata hyperbolican space time, to help eradicate infestations by alien intruders from other worlds who have managed to penetrate the ships security and overtaken them.
Today we find Jack Sawed off at work.
He is being beamed down into the bowels of this distant space cruiser addressed as, the Yeega-vell-he-yo-mo-so-ve-c, it was exploring," the bewaz how-few-na-key-an," planet and accidentally got wild Go-so-rovallies on board the ship!
Go-so-rovallies, for these red monster snakes, One of life’s greatest joys is having a pet, but these creatures which are a kind of monstrous lizard snakeatoid beast with a body that can at will collapse and slide through a small crack to get to you in your sleep.
The Go-so-rovallies, has special serums, providing the killer snakeatoid unparalleled access and customization to its DNA so it can be instantaneously modified, by its numbers of physical, chemical and biological agents, resulting in mutations to flatten its shape to sneak in to disguise its self to capture its prey.
It likes other creatures as pets to feast on them, to eat other creatures, brings so much happiness, companionship and enjoyment for them, so much so that we can’t imagine the carnivoracity mentality they have, even when you are armed and go hunting for them, they reproduce so fast, they're so numerous, only thing to do is shoot at them and run or die.

When a security team like the D N fest-tators are called to be beamed down to take care of an Alien infestation on a Space ship, it takes hours to reach them. Because of light beam molecular beamology operational processing and depending on the spatial cross space distances, from the time they called for help in this case, they had forty crew members alive on board, but by the time the ZoZos soldier, Jack Saw-off arrived, there were only three humans left. All the others had been eaten. He is beamed down in the safety of the captains small pilot room.
He molecularizes and visually materializes inside the blacken chamber of the ship where he landed inside, lighting it up, shock waves of color flashes of rotating blue and white blasts of crackling electricity is seen rotating, zooming, dancing, swinging violently sparkling in white hot electronic white and yellow, rotating around at super speeds, around and around, suddenly there in an instant appears a ball of white fog and out of it steps the mechanized ZoZos soldier looking like a knight in shiny white armor, dressed in full battle gear equipped with heavy acticahem armature covering up his whole body! In his hand, he carries a strange power weapon in his arms at the ready. Around his waist he wears a heavy duty waistband of black shiny giants nugget square shaped storage arsenals nodules, laser type armaments and other military devices. His legs are extra large with shiny black boots that rise up to his thigh. His upper, armor opens and one can see his face, he's a rough looking individual with deep sunken eyes sharp like an eagle . He has a handsome but cold strong face, that tells you he's one bad dude, cold boiled, no sense type of guy, who lets you know exactly what he thinks, if its on a need to know basis, with an ego a mile high, he runs, not walks, seeming enjoying and loving the unknown dangerous confrontations he is about to encounter! And all the challenges he is about to face. And why not, knowing he won't die, would put a potentially sizzling feeling of superiority in anybody stride.

We see through a red colored computer glasses readout eye visors worn by the ZOZO jack sawed off, we are looking out at three men in the space ships room, identified as the Captains bridge, the men, dressed as crewmen, are looking up into the face of the ZOZO, one, a man thin, muscular, long grey hair and a tardak design ring around his neck, walks hesitantly towards him. he is dressed in commanders inter d uniforms and he opens his mouth and angrily yells at him .

What took you so long? What took you so long asked the angry impatient Captain of the stranded ship, as Jack materializes out of thin air.

The ZOZO focuses on the man speaking, in the screen, odd beebs are heard as the blinking cursors initiates a image scan of identification programs, S.T.Y. [ ID ] images of ships captains located in this area of space and locates and stops on a picture of a man that has the same face as the man in front of him, IDENTIFICATION PROGRAM FLASHES THE WORD ID MATCH in white letters .The ZOZO speaks ...

Who are you, asked the Zozos, Jack Saw-off?

The ZOZO VOICE IS LOUD AUTHORITATIVE, HE LOOKS DOWN AT HIM AND WALKS ONE STEP FORWARD IN A MANNER ASSERTING HIS PRESENCE AND AUTHORITY

I am Captain Rentor-si-alts, answers the Captain, pacing back and forth nervously with his hands on his hips, and looking angry as all hell. His small blue eyes staring out at him, he yells, I, I called for help three hours ago, what took you so goddam long, your too god dam late! My crew all dead. Its just us three left?

THE ZOZO TAKES ANOTHER STEP FORWARD STANDING IN FRONT OF THE CAPTAIN FACE TO FACE.

Captain, yells jack, serious as a heart beat, we can discuss that later, tell me what happened here and whats your current status.

Well, it all started a couple of days ago, we survey planets for the Lloansozeic Empirical corporation, we found this planet, its atmosphere was breathable so we reported it, and do what we always do, went down to investigate and map the dam place , our mission was simple, we'd been doing you know the basics you know, we perform the usual X-ray diffraction measurements on powered rocks, to determine what what minerals are present in the planets soils, and find out what signature minerals are in the different soil samples experiments.
And, you know, we, we, of course collect Archeological data! Well, what do you know, while down on the planets surface, we found this fabulous crazy looking forest, of all things, with all kinds of delicious fruits! We spotted an orchard of flowers with what sort of looked like blue berries and gathered them up to eat! Ha, ha, ha, the men were laughing at the really weird looking plants in brite yellow, and blue, without suspicion, without a clue, that the sweet aromas emission emanating from the strange plants, the attractive colored flowers in full bloom, would cause our death soon! One of my men, . . . .
Sao, suddenly kneeling down in front of the weird plant and examining it, said to his buddy standing just a couple of yards away, hey come check this out Cadim,
When Cadim heard him, he turned and answered, Whats up dude, Cadim asked turning around to see him pointing at some plants in the field.
Look, said Sao!
Dam freaky berries, Looks yummy, and right on time, he said patting his tummy, and exclaimed, boy am I hungry!
Year me too!
Said Cadim picking up several and tossing them one by one into his mouth.
Bite up Billy, exclaimed Mike to one of his buddies, everybody was in such good spirits. We tasted them!
Hmm exclaimed Mackilar, shit these berries, he said tilting his head admiringly at the tasty tidbits, he held in his hands, his eyes glued to it. Tasty! Tasty, he said talking with his mouth full, his words garbled and distorted, good. Gone take some back to the ship, he gestured lovingly, raising the pretty berry up to his lips, and giving it a kiss, and then, casually calmly smiling approvingly!

They're great, he exclaimed with enthusiasm!
Look at these over here, Amado said, surprised at the abundance of the delicious fruits all over the place.

Gosh, fired Die-boy, special crunches, never seen nothing like it, these boys taste good! He said savoring the alien berries!
Hey, Charmer, sure this is safe,
Yup, said Charmer, the guy with the ecosystem planetary nutriment tracer, the blue screen, showed it had no poison in it, and was chock full of nutrients, although strange nutrients indeed, it nevertheless, registered it a safe for human consumption.

Charmer, waved his detector up over his head, and nodding his head up and down meaning it was Ok, and yelled out saying its good to eat, like a power protein!
Brig look, said Marsking, amazed as they watched a large flower in the magical garden they were in rise up and its balloon shape yellow petal sprung upward and opened up to us and a sweet smell filled the air, we couldn't resist. We were like bumblebees being attracted to a flowers honey! Brig, the steersman, appeared to be mesmerized by it, and drew closer gazing into the center of the flower, which had series of tiny flowers shape like berries some red some blue all enticing, then suddenly something jumped out, one flew out and straight into his mouth, trying to get , to get down his throat.

Brig, was gagging.
Look at Brig, yelled Mooney, one of the men in the back who witnessed what had happened to him.
Holy crap, Brig.
What is it, asked Mackilar, as he saw Brig fall back, gagging on something like a big fish with an alligator like tail. Something red and scaly, was sticking out of his mouth of Brig, wiggling all round. Brig, grabbed hold of it, he was desperately trying to pull it back out of his mouth. He tried, he pulled and pulled on its tail sticking out of his mouth, but it was too slippery and it slid down his throat into his mouth.

The animal slid down his throat and just like that, was gone. He closed his mouth grabbed his throat and I never forget the look of shock on that poor mans face, it was something unbelievable, exclaimed the Captain shaking his head .

Oh my god, if you could have only seen his eyes, the look on his face, the pure look of fear and agony, to not know what it is, that just got into him. Inside him, he didn't know, no one knew . . . oh my lord,
His eyes were popping out of his head. He began shaking. Trembling at first, then shaking all over scared as hell! No one wants to be standing at the abyss of the struggle with oh oh, what now question. but he turned and looked at us and his face said it all, what now, what is it, what do I do? Whats is it?

The totality of the complexity of why, why, a place you don't want to be. You don't want to be in its pit without an answer!
And, and he, he, and he stumbled back clasping his chest tightly beating on it, before tumbling over and going into violent convulsions all over the ground in the field.

It was, it was dam sure, was dam sure scary Mary time, thats all I can say, said Mackilar in a disturbing depressed tone of voice!

Mackilar, was a good friend of his, he bent down and tried to comfort the man, saying you gone be fine, hang in. we got you. Mackilar turn to call the others, come you guys lets get him to the Doc. The shocked men, dropped every thing and jumped into action running towards him.
Shit can you believe this, exclaimed Raphy, he's jumping all round!
You would too if shit like that was inside you too, snapped Mackilar, in response.

Well, the men picked him up, and immediately brought him inside the ship, and as they were heading straight for the Doctors centers and the emergency ward, when something really strange started to happen. When!
When, they were taking him down the corridors, the strangest thing dam thing you ever saw, began to happen.

There were like seven guys carrying him. Right, and suddenly on different parts of his body, what looked like little red animal legs with fingers started growing out of his flesh super fast. It was amazing how quick it all happened. The man, let me tell you, the guy, he, he had little protrusions growing out on the side of his head and arms, like little limbs.
He had, about six arms growing out of the flesh of each of his arms and his legs, and they were light reddish in color, and they turned into legs with real joints and seem to be getting bigger and stronger looking with each passing second.

And you know what?
These legs, these tiny legs that were growing out of him were getting bigger, and bigger, and they were looking like something you'd expect to see on tiny lizards, salamanders or something only bigger.

And you know what else, they were, they were alive and wiggling.

The men saw it but kept going, but now, on seeing this, instead of walking caring him, they knew this legs thing, was very bad news, so they started running with him as fast a they could, down the long dark corridors of the ship that leads towards the Doc opts recovery room section, hoping that old Doc Edwards could help, but unbelievably something looking like, a kind of bubbling soap suds came oozing out, out around his neck, then out around his wrist, and around his legs. All of these limbs had six or more little legs growing out of them,
and there was a sound of a weird sizzling sound. As the bubbling chemicals, oozing out of the mans joints, suddenly cut through the flesh and bones of them and his head fell off, and the little legs on it ran away with his head to the far side of the corridor and disappeared in the dark!

Then his two arms fell off and ran off too, in different directions! His legs jumped out of the hands of the men and ran off too!
Every body screamed bloody murder, we all were shocked it was unbelievable, we stopped, and Mackilar yelled out, Ok men, lets all, get the Doc, he'll know what this is all about, he said and then some of them decided to go after the run away body parts and shoot them.

Mackilar, said, Jerry, you guys come on with me, lets go get him, you guys go after him, come on, lets get his arms, and his legs and head and bring them back to the Doctor! To the two crewmen standing nearby, Flag and Dipstick, he yelled hey guys, get your weapons at the ready, whats going down ain't cool. This shit is dangerous! I got your back, he yelled out to his friend in front of him, Flag listen he said, I am gone radio, the Captain, said Mackilar cooly with un-nerving confidence, like he could handle this situation, but could he? Could anyone?

Mackilar, spoke quickly into the radio on his arm. Cap, Mackilar said, we got [ bleeping ] big problems! The Captain, who already, was now in the Doctors office telling the Doc, what had happen outside in the field, was expecting the man to be rushed into the emergency ward any second, but, instead he and the Captain came running down the corridors towards them. Apparently, they had watched the action unfolding in terror down in the corridors outside on the video surveillance cameras in the doctors office!

ha, ha, ha, you stupid, stupid, stupid fools, you, you think you got away? You with a brain of a pea, can flee from the likes of me? Ha, ha, ha!

No body, but nobody escapes from," The Bucket of Lips," ha, ha, ha! I am a robot bomb machine controller, sent to board your ship, I ran in with the other inmates! I look just like you humans too boo hoo! Ha, ha, ha, . . . But appearances, appearances are so very deceiving! Don't you agree, Oh, ha, ha, ha! Oh, ha, ha, ha! ha, ha, ha!

And now I am going to take you back with me!
Ha, ha ha, ha!

The sense of joy was replaced with fear, as the men realized this guy was a spy, a live walking talking bomb, threatening to kill them all!

I will say this once, you are all under arrest, turn the ship around or I will blow myself up and this stupid ship along with me,
ha, ha, ha, ha,ha

Said this guy who looked just like every body else, he looked human, even though there were a few non human inmates that escaped and came on board. He did not look like a metal shiny machine, no, its creators designed him to be fool proof, as human as possible! He looked like a big wide shouldered wide necked giant football player, but with a face of a nice looking preacher, hair trimmed short, a slight light beard! He was the type you'd just by his appearance, you might be inclined to trust! He was, an OK type looking guy, he wasn't that tall either, as people go nowadays, only eleven or twelve feet tall if that! Perhaps four hundred slim pounds, dressed in the usually inmate attire , a dirty black grey, striped jump suit, with the florescent orange stripes that glow in the dark, across the chess with the prison ID numbers and letters BL no. 0193736365! He was laughing and walking calmly in the midsts of the men, he placed his hands behind his back as he walked around in circles chuckling seemingly enjoying himself, and laughing loudly :

Ha, ha ha, ha! You fools! All that work! All that effort and planning, scheming, all that, all that was futile! Ha, ha, ha! You humans are a real trip really! Ha, ha, ha !

Don't you think the authorities are enterprising? You are slaves! You are commodities, the Bucket of Lips Federation owns you. The conspiracy is the system creates machines that protect it from losses cause by probabilistical escapes like yours, of which I am one. For one, ha, ha, ha, as a breathing, talking, walking time bomb machine, i'll blow you up if you provoke me. My programming is to bring you back to save them money expenditures, but if I blow you up, it will be only a statistical produce lost, nothing more! Replaceable financially, They already have such losses built in to the system as expiration dates.

Ha, ha, ha, now you will all listen to me, or I will blow my self up and this silly ship with you will be blown up and you all will be dead! Ha, ha, ha ; look, oh ha, ha, if you, if you you, ha, ha, ha, could see the look on your faces, look, at the look, on your faces! Ha, ha, ha! If you could only see your selves as I do. Fear written on you! Ha, ha, ha ! Oh ha, ha, ha! You humans, you are so, so, so very funny, ha, ha, ha! Your fear of death is your own downfall! Ha, ha, ha, and the Federation at the Bucket of Lips knows it ! Ha, ha, ha ! I laugh, ha, ha, ha I muse because I am not alive. My purpose is to kill you or blow my self up! Ha, ha, ha oh ha, ha, ha , now. Enough chit chat! We've got to get back! You, you all want to get back alive right?

Ha, ha, ha ! Oh ha, ha, ha, ha! Now, we can do this nice or we can do this very bad! Let me introduce my self humans! My name is Balls! Captain Balls to you! Who is in charge, step up and tell me your name?

Me, my name is Roy
You're the captain?
Yes!
What is your full name Captain Roy!
Captain Roy Royhamo Heavenly

Captain Roy Royhamo Heavenly, you will address me as Captain Balls!
I am ordering you to desist from giving orders to your men and hoods on board this vessel, unless you get authorization from me personally?
Do you understand, only unless I authorize it!

Check this out, shit balls, you're not no time bomb robot, this sector of space are too poor to have acquisitional assets that sophisticated, this is the poor lands of space baby! I was not born yesterday! That two bit poor ass jail don't got that type of money honey! What this is, you're a dumb prison guard, thinking your dealing with dumb, uneducated dudes, but hey check it out, some us got a little education dude, you know?

You, all you doing is trying fool us, and to get promotion for your self, by bringing us all in, making you look good! You want to scare us, con us!
But check, it out! Like I said just happens I know planets around this quadrant don't got robots like that!
I know, they got them in BBB space, Empirical Forces Space, but in a poor ass rebel space like this, give me a break! Not around here, baby! So you trying to pull off a fast one, fool us? You're full of it! What you think? We [ BLEEPING ] STUPID? We gone believe you?
Year man, said Gotti GOT,

who looked very small compared to this guy, walking and standing up just behind Roy!

I am gone kick you ass! And then I am gone throw your ass off this, GODDAM ship, er, huh, er. . . That is if, er. . . the Captain here don't mind?
Be my guess, said Roy sarcastically!
Hey Lalalinda slap this man in the face!,

Gotti GOTS transvestite friend, Lalalinda, walked up and slapped him, POW!

The man was unfazed, unperturbed, unconcerned and instead turned and looked at Roy, with steely eyes and addressed Roy, and walked a few feet closer to look him in the eyes. They were standing now perhaps fifteen or twenty feet apart!.

Then, he removed his shirt and said to roy, "shoot me!" Roy whipped out his laser handgun, Boom, Baboom baBOOM, without hesitating Roy shot him in the chest! The man stumbled backwards, but regained his equilibrium, as the flesh impacted by the blast was distorted forming a deep blast impact crater in his chest, bursting into smoke and flames, glowing white, yellow hot, its metals integrity boiling fast like hot water, shaking and sizzling!

It was baffling to see the magic of the materials of the metal's coeffiency modulus of elasticity, existing in this thing standing right there before them, as its, so called chest," rest shape," got blown away, at once gone, only seconds later to return as it was before. Nothing had happen. Nothing. The continuum of elasticity, beat out the hopes of a better reality, for the humans.

The implications was clear, it was obvious it withstood the blast and it was the kind of thing that is incredible to watch! The skin and boiling metal got it's coloring back and cooled down, the smoke rose up and disappears slowly rising in the ceiling, the flesh in the chest recombobulated and returned to its normal shape cooling off till it looked normal just like it did, before it got blasted! His chest returned to look as if nothing had happened to it.

The crowd of people in the room where shocked, stunned, stood there looking at him and at themselves in utter amazement and silence!

the scent of cold fear white washed the air in there, you could hear the peoples hearts beating waiting for what was to come next.

[ 2 ]

Cost benefits of your disrespect , will not be forgotten! Repercussions, yes, should be fourth coming
but like good traveling companions, lets forgive and forget shall we? Ha, ha, ha! Captain Roy, your opinions as to whether this sector of the quadrant can afford advanced instrumentality such as my self, capital allocation of my owners doesn't concern, the concerns of a machine whether they can afford me or not! I am! I am here ! There is no customer entitlement satisfaction component with me I am here to kill if provoked! Don't!

If you force me,
he said in a strong loud authoritative voice,

I will kill you all! I am instrumental not accommodative.

Said the robot, looking at each of them in their eyes, standing around him, turning his head around three hundred and sixty degrees! Then , he turned his head back, and faced Captain Roy, directly and said :

Captain Roy, you claim to have education, Captain Roy, but you, you so far you have demonstrated the opposite! I expect you to control the actions of your crew! Curtail their hostility, on the way back, if they want to make it back alive! Turn the ship around and take us baaaaaack,

but before he could finish his words, came a thunderous roar of hyper drive engines:
She thommm ba booomrrooooooooosheeeeeeeeeeiiiiwishhhhhhhhhh. . . . sheeeeeeeeeeeee. . . came a loud blasting sounds, as suddenly the pilot hit the driver acellarator, iniciating hyper drive! You usually rise up the intensity level slowly to protect surface integrity avoiding warping momentum incidences, but, there was no time she thought, and she did it all at once, in other words, putting the metal to the petal and pressing fast and hard, fearing the robot! So, suddenly the ship's walls and floors, they shook violently, taking everybody by surprise! Knocking some over, some fell to the floor, others held onto walls, it was chaos dancing in the chairs of the surreal stopping ones heart from beating, dispensing with space life normalcy, dispensing with hope, dispensing with feelings aboard the doomed ship, sloped, now, headed for a nightmare trip of no return! The thought of it burned in everyone! It was a chance, and she took it!

It was a mad dash attempt by the pilot driving the ship on the bridge, to zoom away as far as possible from the Bucket of Lips prison! She was watching the events on the surveillance cameras and was privy to the fact, She might not have another opportunity. She knew that if questioned about it, Roy would defend her, and she could get away with it!

Captain Roy, did you give the order to warp spark jump?
No!
No who, demanded the robot angrily!
No Captain Balls! My pilot was following ships procedure protocols to hop fabrics of space time. We do it all the time, she didn't know what we were talking about! I'll tell her to turn around, but it will be a lengthy return now, cause fuel resources is shortened!

Very well! Fault lies with her not you, but now I repeat! You are to do as I say and are responsible for your crews actions! Now any failures in procedures will be an internal control failure issue to which you will be made to pay dearly with your life, I won't kill you, but I will cut off your lips, so if you're fond of them, obey me Captain Roy Royhamo Heavenly! Tell her to turn it around we're going back to the Bucket of Lips! Do it! Go now Captain Roy!

[ 3 ]

Pilot, Sasharta Scanki, a rough no nonsense twenty-nine year old chick was his pilot, she was fully Decade-tobian certified, as a qualified sub-light transmission posture pilot, thoroughly trained in inter-dynamic corridor Sace Spaceflight! A vigorous space dame! A dependable lady, beautiful, fair skinned red head, big busted, who took delight in teasing him from time to time, drove him crazy, as a love interest, but not his steady girl, but an on off proportionately casual trick, in a pinch, in the past, they were a couple, attracted to each other, now, with the horrible specter of this robot threatening every one with death or taking them back to be a slave, this depressing possibility, heightens their personal feelings strongly at this juncture, raising the sexual attraction level that they had, again in them.
Captain Roy walks, carrying the new order to reverse course to her, feeling terrible, terrible about it and really feeling down and out, as he heads for where Scanki is piloting the ship on the bridge! He stands before the bridges door before entering, pondering, thinking for a second just outside the bridge, feeling ashamed to see her and having her see him now, that he is helpless! The brash talk, he was notable for, had no place now, unbacked by a viable solution had no force, no purpose, a lot of talk, bolstering won't ameliorate the need for action, but he's rattled, feels helpless, convinced theres nothing he can do, but capitulate, and tell the truth! He raises his hand and presses the code button on the side of the metal door to open it! The fractal dome shaped heavy ships door slides automatically aside, he enters intentionally avoiding looking her in her blue eyes!

After all, he thought, she is cool, but she is a woman, and men are supposed to take care of women when things get rough, but what could he do?

He enters, the bridge and sadly informs her of the plight of the ship, and their redline bottom line situation, and the orders her to turn the ship around. He enters his head hung down, his macho man, strong man facade is now crushed psychologically, now, replaced with the vulnerable feelings a man gets when his back is against the wall with no answers in sight at all!

"Chocolate," he says calling her by his nick name for her, she was an eye candy girl, cigarette lips, big hips addictions. Says to the pilot girly, robot bomb man, says if I don't turn back , turn my ship, my cruiser back, he'll. . . . He . . . . Well, Chocolate the guy, recked me! I am sure you checked out the surveillance shots! He don't die, I shot him but he don't die, and, …he said coughing, I got to do what he say or he'll. . . .

What baby,whispered Scanki,
turning and looking at him. He was handsome man, but now she was looking at his sad looking face, she felt hurt, she was feeling his hurt, his pain, his shame, as she whispered to the once proud, loud, mouth, charismatic brash man, that stood before her defeated.

What is it? Tell me?

She looked at him, she looked at him, standing there speechless and pitiful, frustrated and went to him, and got closer and closer, and raised her arms and slipped her hands around his waist and hugged him gently. Softly comforting him trying to restart his fire as only a woman could do! They both were cognizant of the direness of the nightmare they were living, and the place they were at! He, just a man, like any man in the forest of life learning to walk through it, seeking the hidden sunshine, playing, seeking to sink in the nice daring, comfortable part of life, and daring to try to make something out of nothing and make a new life for himself, and not an empty one, and regain in his own way the solace lost of his past! Now, this weaponized talking thing confronting him, shook the context of secure reality as he thought he knew it, and what the thing said about cutting off his lips knocked him seriously for a loop! He wasn't himself after that!

He was lost and the thing between his ears was clueless, as to what path to take! Capitulation? It was very troubling! He felt her arms around his waist, and it was difficult! He was at a different stage, a different head, out of it, couldn't understand it at any cost. Something in side of him had been erased, lost, obliterated. A lesson in how to be a Human being, mistreated by fate, face to face with a machine! But, he felt empty, dead, the robots threat, went to his head, knocked out his fire, replaced it with a thorn in his side, haunting killing his pride, the outrageous dangers, there inside, yes, there, there is something about watching your own doing something bad to your own kind!

But, even worse, is watching when the thing doing the talking, killing, doesn't even have a mind, but was printed to resemble your own kind!
Reality made him want to cry, that posed not high but low, to him, the stress persuading him, daringly addressing him to face the realities and basic human desires to flee, liberty not to die, but could he, would he? Back to, " The Bucket of Lips," or die eternity wise?
In the back of his head, in the back of his eye die by suicide? In the back of his head, in the back of his eye die by suicide, why it is the cry, of men when in fear jeered, despaired, whispering acknowledging defeat, the bitterous pill treat! It was to easy! Too, too easy! It would be so easy to provoke him and attain death by choice, die by, In the back of his head, in the back of his eye die by suicide?

What a choice? better to have a choice than none? He went over to the ships targeting monitor and punched in the op code setting re-calibrating it to reverse and turn around. His ship responded , you could feel the navigation turning, turning back! He said nothing, moved like a quiet spirit eviscerated, hungering for comfort. His head hung down, ashamed to have his eyes meet her eyes, and turned and sat back limp onto the chair, before the giant window in front of the vastness of the space skies above them, above them billions of galaxies, above them life. She moved closer moving slowly sensing his awkwardness, his hesitancy, pressed her body towards his. She first placed her hands on his chest, trying to get a response out of the beaten man, failing that, then took his hands and placed them on her hips and leaned pressing him and whispered to him again and again :

What is it? Tell me?

The situation really touched a popular love nerve people suddenly get when put in a bad situation, thats not right, where they could lose their life that night, where taking advantage of their roots, their sexual creature comforts, suddenly loomed attractively, in great detail, as a last recourse before a destructive force, a destructive force, bigger than them drum rolls their last rites to late, to fight, to late to even think of anything but love, love with all their might, to do it before you can not! But he was so hurt psychologically, he was low, he was slow, slow to realize she was urging him, trying to animate him amorously!
How could he, he respond, would he snap out of it? It was obvious she wanted him now despite the desperation of their plight, could he respond sitting there under the stars in the Captains chair?

What is it? Tell me?

Chocolate I . . .

What is it? Tell me?

Chocolate I , I, OMG, I think, I think, er, oh, man I can 't get my head around this! Oh, I, oh man, its so hard!

What is it? Tell me? I am here for you! Chocolates here baby. . . .

she whispered soothing him trying to ignite his ambition! Trying to unlock his passionate side, sidetracked, temporally she hoped to get up and back! Induce him seduce him! In the pass, if she just touch him in a certain spot, he'd get hot, but now? Roy, his eyes were distant, his mind was affected! In distress! Seeing that thing, that he could not kill, did something in his head, his both eyes were red, like he was crying! He was like a stranger to himself. It would not die, he kept thinking, a weaponized evil being, on the scene, in his world, on his ship, seeing it again and again in his mind, an incredible nightmare, of a different kind!

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.6

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

She looked into Roy's eyes! That far, far away stare, was there, was in his eyes! His mind must of been, a thousand miles away, he didn't respond, he didn't want to even try, just lay there and wish to die! He was consumed in his own thoughts! What was it, that was going through his mind? The way he looked now, so lost, so out of it, cause he didn't seemed to be aware of her body next to him, or her passionate efforts to console him, and bring him back, as she whispered, very slowly, very softly :

Its going to be alright, Chocolate is here with you tonight!
Its going to be alright! Roy, come, come, come back to me baby! Come. . . Don't let your head get messed up, please! I, I need you! I need you! Please! We all need you Roy, can you hear me, please!

She saw she was loosing him, he was nodding off! She took him, propped him up and took him by the hand and holding him up, as best she could, walked him to the elevator, and took him down, back to her bedroom chamber on the basement level floor, and opened the door, and urged him to rest on her bed while she took a bath. When she emerged his eyes were closed as if asleep, but then he heard her and opened them, and shook his head as if struggling to keep himself awake! His eyes were only half open and he stared, like in a fog up at the ceiling! His eyes appeared dazed, and disoriented and confused, and he obviously was very traumatized by what had happen, and began slowly moaning deliriously : It cant, I can't, it, it cannot be killed, hear me, it refused to die. I am a goner, my ship, is alive, is like a mother, like a mother I never had, and now, and now my mother is gone, my ship, its gone, not mine any more, he took it away. He took control! Its under the control of something thats not human, not alive, a bomb being from another time, me, me we and my ship and me, we we we are goners! . .

He kept mumbling, mumbling as he lay flat on his back with his legs and arms out stretched, sprawled out like dead man on the bed, over head, just beneath the big bedroom domed space window, which had a expansive panoramic view of the emptiness of space, as the soft star light filtered down on the two them alone in the night! She had just got out of the warm bath, her body was still a little wet, she let her thin, white fractal laced night robe fall down to the floor, stood naked before him for instant, but he was out of it, he didn't seem to be aware, and climbed, down on her hands and knees into the bed with him and began undressing the dazed man! Kissing his libs, and softly , with a barely audible voice whispered to him :

Its alright! Its alright Roy! You're not going to lose your lips. He's not going to cut your lips off. I won't let him! I promise! Trust me! Tonight, you will use your lips on me, on my body, like you have never done before. . . wake up, Roy. . . kiss me. . . . kiss me. . . . kiss me. . . .
She breathed hard and deeply hungering for him to get back his, spirit, his Mojo up hard and bang her, but his Mojo was limp, deflated, hanging like a limp deflated hotdog and useless and not in no way, was what a proper horny woman would dignify by calling it a Cock! It was not! It was not hard like a rock! it was not a cock! NOT! She looked down at it sleeping!

And yelled wake up, it did not!

Puzzled, the girl thought inquisitively. Whats up with this dude, he does want to bang me? Wooooo! He's really mess up! What can I do, if I jerk , I will do that pop it up? Hmmn?

Poor Captain Roy, the threat by Captain Balls to bestow a death upon him allowing him to live but lipless had shell shocked the boy, over whelmed him. Can you see your self with your lips cut off?

He was in bed with a woman, had his head on his shoulders but nobody was home. Nobody was home in his dome, Nobody was home in his dome,
paralyzed was he, mentally yes, taken aback off his throne, his ship under the control of another, but that other was not a brother but a machine. Sad, sad sad was he. . . . despite the lady chocolates plea! Kiss me. . . . kiss me. . . . kiss me. . . .

A situational comedy of horrors permeated the rising and falling events, with a sense of two dimensional emotional fractilian surrealism flow! Flying in a ship, fractal death on the go!

from here on in the story gets grim. . .

I am [BLEEPED ] chocolate baby, go get me something to make me sleep, I need to sleep I think, me I am am stre, stre, stressed vectored baby. Shit, I am Fractally mucked up big time, help me! I, I, I oooo, Dam I can't think, I oooo, I ah need to rest.

Sure,

she says agreeing,

sure honey get some rest,

says Chocolate sounding comforting, sweet as can be. All the wild hiding her disappointment and disagreement with what he's requesting!

Now what will a woman facing possibly her last moments alive do? This robot upstairs is not playing, its serious as a heart attack! It dam well may explode himself any minute, the future can't be trusted, the future doesn't exist, the future is your enemy, the full effect of having a bleak future, no future makes her face herself, alone! A place where no girl wants to be, much less call her home, no woman wants to exist to see, its worse yet, with a naked young man underneath her! Now this bitch is not stupid, year she wants, year she wants to console him, true. But she also want to get laid! She also wants this man to get up off his ass and defend her, and do something not sleep! Not sleep! She tries again to stimulate him, She hugs him, tugs him, licks him kisses him, sticks her tongue in his mouth and loves him up hoping to get him up, but then he murmurs the words she doesn't want to hear in this hour of need, in a weakened voice :

Chocolate my world is upside down, I know you got all kind of pills! Get me something, beautiful please!

The tone of his voice echoed the level of his hurt, his pain, his distress! She was losing him. . . . lose him she loses her self. . . . What to do, what is Chocolate to do? Quandary? Be nice get him a sleeping pill and go belly up and die or be a bitch?

[ 2 ]

What would a smart space chick go do?

Please she, saying multiple times kiss me, would he, would he, woody, comply certainly, if he was there in mind, body and soul, there but he is not, but finds himself in the dumps, a lot, suddenly taken a back by the stress, he wants to be himself but nevertheless, but the evil one up stairs, is not only upstairs but upstairs in his head to, undue recourse are few, his chocolate woman breathes out, her words her words make themselves clear kiss me, make love to me, before you lose your lips deposit them upon me wholly, while you can for if you die so shall I,
For if you die so shall I, that cry, found in the bosom of fractal space time, you who are explorers beware what is there . . . . Her plea reveals, thats what she, is all about. Strange is it not, no clout, fluctuation of what, fluctuation of what, the girl can't help it, the girl can't help it, human she be as it should be, But the robot upstairs, drops layers of fear upon them humans.

Fluctuation of what, one moment to the next brings Iterations vexed in rest shape not. Beware!

What did she say to him, kiss me, kiss me!

Hear her words, cumming from between her legs words she uses to raise seductively, hoping to unleash the tiger in the man.
Levitate him, empower him to take her and do what ever he can, but, But you can speak to a man, a woman can, but this mans mind, a goner, his conscious being mind, is alone in a sauna, was so stressed with optimum psychological traumatization conquested by a robot infestation!
Whose overwhelming titanic technology stripped him, stripped him clean of all the things to him that made him a human being, that had for him meanings, that made his life worth living, the reason he got up in the morning, that he is, who he was, that he was his own man. That to him being on top meant being Captain. Being Captain, captain of his own ship. Captain of his own ships destiny, to ride free the waves of space in liberty. Not tied to a tree liplessly!

Captain Balls stripped him of that. Stripped him of his authority, his reason to be! Reduced him down to a dumb animal, to be ordered around, you see, to be sliced , diced and castrated at the whim of a robot! Controlling him now was Captain Balls, a robot whose brain was programmed with artificial algorithmic destructive compulsions, executable without hesitancy malevolently!

Hypothetically in hyperspace time, we separate this theme and later will continue it for you who want more in fractal time, at the end of the story!

Fractolically we all have a Captain balls in our life abstractly psychologically, don't we? Something or person or government system, who strips away our happiness, leaves us adrift without a lifesaver, leaving us no recourse but to drown.

Think about situations of people you know, pretending to be content, happy when you know they are not! You know them, don't live to enjoy today, think they will be happy after they are dead, live Hypocrites eating grits, too proud to admit they are dead in life already.

Can't walk, can't talk, too fat to get up, confined to a bed comatose instead, take this fellow,

you know the fellow, who was a youngster, planned his life so that at the end he would be sitting pretty, retired near do well, big house, kids, wife, money in the bank, then just when he had it all, a stroke, befalls him, and condemns him to be sickly, his body fails, destined to be bedridden, money has no meaning now, captain balls has stripped him of all, cleaned out, no more meaning it seems for that human being, no. no more meaning. And death in his depression cannot be far behind! All of his saved up blood money goes to the hospital in a flash, poverty bashed! As Captain Balls would say! A knock on the door, BOOM BOOM, who is there, Captain Balls is here! Go away! NO! The future can't be trusted, the future doesn't exist, the future is your enemy! The future is a bitch!

But, we digress return we do. Captain balls does the same thing to you, it makes you lose, it makes you confused, stranded like Roy is, in a ball of past tensed memories, entangled in time, an unreal time, dis connected from your time, separating your self from chronological linear time, in a fantasy benign, less pressure on the mind, that can't take it anymore. Thinks Roy, : let someone else , not me, solve this quandary mystery, where Roy wants to be, free of responsibility, he lets go, and lets himself fall down, down, down the black rabbit hole! The black hole men often go, when their stripped of self worth. When their underlying mind has been decoded, outmoded, forcefully quantitatively disgraced like a coward kicked like a low down dirty dog, into the position of seeking shelter, inside the vast chambers of his brains black space. The flow. The ebb and flow of events in your life are unknowns, the variable, a bug, is in the code, that you can't foresee programmer you be, the unseen thing that will happen to you, or around those you know, bugs can be helpers, or the specific reason you have now obstacles and a lifeless life without meanings. Captain Balls has no feelings!

[ 3 ]

Many, many times life turns fractally bizarre, enters the outer limits of reality with a scar! It is then, yes, it is then when men, When men are confronted, in a real depressing doom time situation, when the thing that can't happen does. It is then that men act different! Some men act differently to a stress, such as that! When things happen in his life, sticks him with a knife, jumps back to a situation more frightening than a heart attack, you find yourself not knowing, not knowing, and it is there in total insecurity vanity, or worse, its incomprehensible, to be able to think, your mind goes on the brink, you're losing it, don't know where the hell your at, in such an stroke of fate. Where life is not life, but you alone walking holding on by the skin of your teeth to a string about to break! Some men some women, take to drugs, drink, clean the buggers out their nose, hide their head in holes, in the ground or under a rug like a bug, not Roy, Oh no! All he knew was he was Captain, the man in charge, now he's not! Whats to become of his lot? He's not who he is? He doesn't know who he is any more! He doesn't. He so ashamed, losing his Captain-hood, his psychological identity, his under pinning, his authority, without which stripped of his manliness concepts of liberty, he cannot shrug, he cannot shrug this bug! He lets his mind self implode! Can you, can you, can you blame him? Can you?

If a robot was ordering you around, like a clown, what would you do?

If a robot asks you to jump, would you ask how high?

If a robot stood there in front of you, and backed up, and hauled off and smacked you in your face, slap your cheek hard, would you turn the other so it can slap it too?
And Robots treat women with equal or more distain, and Chocolate, now her anxieties are mounting, as the minutes, and seconds count down! If the robot doesn't explode the ship, they'll wind up back in the," BUCKET OF LIPS."

What is she to do? Conundrums can they make us crazy? Hell year!
He asked her for a sleeping pill, so she says, as she gets up out of bed, tossing a night gown on,

Sure Roy Roy baby, I'll see what I have, and drop it in a glass of red wine for you, you can drink it down, it'll make you feel better love, just give me a minute Roy roy, I'll go get it!

She said, as she left the room for the lavatory, where she opened her bag, removes her small light blue purse, and takes out a tiny black shiny scanner and waves it in front of her private medicine cabinet, it opens and there she picks up a cup of color full pills and spills them out on the table, where they roll and spin all around, all shiny looking like transparent jelly bean candies!

Will Chocolate be dutiful obedient, retrieve a sleeping pill so he can chill, or is this bitch time ville?
She stares at the pills. She stares, slowing thinking what is she going to do? She's deeply, seriously thinking, because there comes a time, when the man is no-good, a woman to survive must do what she should, as she says to herself :

I, I can't, I can not pass up this decision. I have to make it. It can only be one or the the other. I remember my mother, my mother teaching me that, " it can only be one or the other." please forgive me Roy. I can't stop needing you, wanting you, but it is because my love, that I love you, I cannot let you sleep. We. we all will be dead! If it is, is a mistake, it will be my last, lets hope, OMG, Lets hope, I am making the right decision!

She looks at them. Girls know all about pills. Men don't. Little things. Little pills. Little pills that will change her destiny or kill her!
She picks two tiny pills. A white one called," Santa jaws," which is like a Androgenic sex virile power enhancer, double dual action, or super viagra pill, and a red pill, called Launch," a mind jacker upper," to make him think faster! She picks out a red wine pours it in a glass. She drops them in the glass of wine and dissolves them, stirs them gently with a red straw, and takes it promptly to him, props his head up and he opens his mouth and she pours it in and he drinks it down, deed done! Now she lays down calmly embracing him with her arms around him, and smiles to her self, waiting like a mischievous cat, waiting for a mouse to come out of a hole in the wall! Patience, patience she smiles devilishly~

It took longer than she thought, yes it did, longer than she expected, for a a minute she thought it wasn't going to work, but thats normal! When one wants time to go by quickly it goes by slowly! Plus, Roy had his eyes closed! OMG, she thought!

Its not going to work?

But, as time went by, she craved to hear some good music too, and so she waved her hand to turn on some romantic music, something groovy and cool and, bingo! She was laying down with her head on his chest watching his long black chest hairs, when the next thing she knows, Roy takes deep breath. Exhales! His chest hairs wiggled, as his whole chest expanded as he breathed deeply, making her head rise up and something else too! Then it happened again. He is deep breathing. It sounds so good, she thinks to her self as her head moves with the rise and fall of his big chest. She watches intently, gets excited, thinking all this deep breathing? Wow, could this, could this mean something? Then he opens his mouth and yawns, he takes another big breath of air, shakes his head, opens his eyes. Roy's finally Roy! Roy's back, with a rosy tone to his face too, and smiles down at her! A different person opens his eyes, sighs and takes a another deep breath, and another one, then appears what she was waiting for, another little smile from him, letting her know Roy boys is back in town! Revived big time, he opened up his eyes wide now, looks around, he sees that they are in private, alone, and she there waiting, bingo, his mind is cleared, a light bulb went off in his head realized he had a good looking woman in bed, invigorated it went to his head, and like a hovering tiger about to mount her, he whispered and said:

Wooo baby, wooo baby, shucks, I, I Chocolate baby, I don't, er err em, I , I don't know what you put in that drink, but that shit pulled me back from the brink, baby! But, baby! Chocolate, you looking mighty good like a good Chocolate should!

She blushes like a little girl, grins, and, and he kissed her forehead, and kissed her right cheek pressing his lips in, it was no use, feeling manly aggressive he flipped her over, eagerly he caressed her in places below the waist, then her, her right cheek, then her left, this time its true, seems love is here to stay! He leaned on it pressing her hot flesh, both sweating now, as the temperature rises along with other things! Roy panting excited, turned her over with light speed, his manliness ego, is back voraciously gnawing lovingly on her chest femininity, each of which both of them seems to be enlarging with each of his kisses! Suckled, devoured rabid her catnip for a man, thank God, God gave man lips, she thought, getting hotter, as only a woman in heat can!

He, full of spontaneity kissed her pretty, kissed her long, kissed her hard, under the neck, in circumspect kissed her every where! And delighted was Chocolate to feel herself like a lady real and alive, and hot, and now it delighted her, seeing Roy with a wild-man look in his eye, letting himself go wild, wild like a jungle beast on her, giving her good sex, grinning and sighing with that animal look in her own woman eyes too, bitten both of them in that funky bad sexual trance taboo, where vibrating bodies bala-whoooo, clenched together tight, neither won't stop, stopping is not an issue, till done tonight!

She's thinking, his sweet lips on her face, and other places, holding back no way, as long as they have to live, a little more love to give, what shared feelings are so good share in bed, their bodies turn red, kissing some more his lips working in over drive, just a simple man, needing her, she needing him, insecure! She sighed delighted, breathing faster, and then she took one deep breath, sucked in the air, kissed there, licked his ear, and closed her eyes and laid back looking like a happy sexy woman and relaxed! She felt his manly hands alive with electricity, busying themselves caressing her freely! Up, sliding around exciting her explosively. She opened her mouth! Wider! She leaped up, their lips met, clasped tight for a long delightful time, stopping, to be in love sublime! He was loving her, engaging her raw sexually, enthrallingly, passionately drifting in and out, taking her up to a higher state of ecstasy. . . .

Then spread her legs held her down rammed her like a crazy man! She moaned, once than twice, enjoying it nice, than again, again then again moaning : oo Oh Oh ow oh, ooooooooo, this went on and on ow soooooooooooo! So ooooosow. Oh sosooooooo zozoooooooooo zozo!

He heard her crazy sex screams and moans but it meant nothing as he's getting off, he harpooned her to the bed mightily, and held her body still, and held her while her raw organism flowed, she yelled ohoooozozo! Zozo!

Hot chocolate says sexily in his ear,

You a bad, bad man Roy, Roy you abad man,

she said smiling contented!
But Roy, was dead tired, acting like a marathon runner, gasping for breath, was out of it, collapsed he did, exhausted on her like tree falling on the forest floor never to move anymore, but what he did hear, when she was moaning loudly, categorically what he heard was a word, a word that rang a bell! A word! She was just moaning non thinking, but it was the best moaning he had ever heard!

It reminded him of something, something, his father had taught him about, long, long time ago, something the scientist in the federation made, thought Roy to himself :

A elite being series, aglomerational bio-phantom simulation component! The Zozo Zotocon, a guy who can not die," a D N Festator,"
Elite Alien warrior series designation : D infestation invader smasher. . . .

A Titanic power fighter, mind skipper, time breaker infiltrator, corporate defender, The Zozo Zotocon, Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg. . . . . he's the man! He's the man that can!

He's certainly the guy to call when theres an alien security ship breach!
A savior you can call when your ships in peril, why hell thought Roy, why didn't I think of that before? My ship's not a Ba'girmadogana Federation ship, but I could lie, use my fathers last name, Heavenly, my dad, he taught me his password codes, I could input his codes, and they would come to save me, thinking its him!

I think I can pull it off! Year I am sure if it! Oh man o man, how sweet it is,

he exclaimed happily, kissing Chocolate, saying to her :

Guess what, Chocolate, there is something in space badder than Captain Balls, yes baby, a Zozo, and the Zozo knows what to do, and how to take care of him! Frequency wise, I, I think I just might be able to, well I think I can beam him here, and you, you big luscious space babe, woooo baby, baby, you made me think of him too!

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we are in the desert, next we are in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY
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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.7

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

He grabbed her head in his hands, looked her in the eye and yelled :

Words walk, power talks and I didn't have any till you enlightened me Chocolate! Chocolate you big beautiful bitch, you did it, you did it, you saved us! I love you! Now what separates us from salvation, is a trans- dimensional space time beam! And enough time! And enough luck!

then, the man kissed her on the lips, he leaped off of her, grabbed up his trousers, and hy tailed it to the Ockardex ST dual trans-dimensional computer stations, sending out an S. O. S to the ZOZO Zotocon!
She grabbed up her clothes and followed him dressing her self and fixing her hair back, and asked . . .

What are you talking about, what in the Galaxy fallacy are you talking about dam man, can you explain that to me please, Chocolate asks dumbfounded?

I'll explain later beautiful! Right now! Right now! I, I got, I got to get to work on this, he said,

as he waved his hands in the air quickly initiating interface voice mode on the machines telepresence station!

Every thing depends on it,

he said very excitedly, as he stood in front of the station, with his eyes wide open staring at the instantaneous swarms of clouds of nano robots that were rising up and acting like a flexible intelligent cloth functioning in unison acting like bees to become visible spectrally, looking in appearance like a floating computer screen out of no where that was forming all around him, as if he was in a white balloon!

Inside the undulating clouds screens, were zooming millions of patterns of fractalized looking codes buzzing around,, as he began speaking rapidly dictating to the computer interface:

Attention, attention, Ba'girmadogana Federation ship system : Implant thought to thought commune bind request please : be advised issue security breach, : Implant thought to thought commune bind request emergency : Weaponized robotic Alien infiltration take over, : w.e.t.a : solicitation priority Ba'girmadogana Federation ship system : w.e.t.a. : nano-trickle down marination assemblages, Ecomark designation, identity Heavenly, he said, then he waited for a response! And waited and waited!
A few long long minutes later he got one, On seeing it on the screen, he gave a big happy optimistic sigh of relief, smiled and watched totally fascinated as the screen flashed suddenly responding to him!

At first he didn't know what was going on, but slowly he made out it was . . . It was filling up with empirical codes zooming fractally, requesting a long complex list of data!

It was requesting he specify the authorization codes, and other data and a strange mechanical voice began talking to him :

Articulations : Be advised : This Central Commanding Heights Pedigree ST! What is your administrative status ?
Captain, answered Roy!
What is your name
Captain Heavenly.
What is the name of your vessel?
Esperanzacrazy2
Vessels passenger capacity and total currently on board, manned specie diversification demographic?
Capacity 25! Current habitation 22 on board, additionally ; total hood count eight! Specie count : Eighteen humans, the rest assorted non humans, plus the weaponized Bomb being entity!
Whats your vessels coordinates spatial locality?
Interstellarockbugias, ocillflux spherical shift, 56 teta 34001, with Mahbinal margin 12.03x2, Sector ECT145 ecovectoshi whetobu, 034727 parameters.
What the ship status verification location?
Currently corridor gifkodjashima clear of obstacles, no meteor field present, with normal access and cruising speed lock down designations!
Sublight status?
Currently we're corridor compliant : sub-light stress dynamic, Sector ECT145 ecovectoshi whetobu!
State Alien name of the candidate and status, alien felon status specifics?
Captain Balls, Weaponized intelligence series, unidentified, capacities unknown. Belligerent bull necked hostile, posing threat with no recourse, but for us to follow its orders or it will self destruct!
Its Goal?
Kidnap and pirate the ship and takes all hostages to a prison called ,"Bucket of Lips."
Optimization urgency level?
This is emergency status situation level!
Are choices for accessible, for fixed contingency curve fitting interpolations, in operators in beam-land down on the ships compartments?
Yes, if you mean, he can land anywhere he wants on the ship, any compartment, yes he can!
Whats version is your bodies implant processor architecture, in your neck, state its capacity utilization for focusing mind to object signal conversion feed back?

Sahonic 890-234! Its CU,Frequency focus concentration unrestrained sampling interpolatable Security D.
Auto ?
Yes, but, logistically mechanized, with dual Auto and mind to thought influenced manually!
Adapted spline calibration music harmoncable frequency capable?
er, well, not sure but best I can tell. . . . Yes!
Appropriate frequency imputable for potent effects on the psyche pertinent to ambiental real world timing on the ship?
Scaklokcoid frequency leveraged and scalability on the psyche pertinent to ambiental real world timing sound balanced and ready on my ship!
Ships beam down frequency transfers setting enabled to be simultaneously updatable?
Yes,! Yes, were on standby and open geo spatially chained channeling ready!
Can your thought implant set thought frequencies be exteriorly apprised, so it could be picked up, and auto incite correctional bank angle measurements by the incoming beam if needed?

Yes, er, well, er yes, . . . I am pretty sure I have operants dual facility functioning, I, I think, I, I er I think, I am not sure! But, my implant, in its present incarnation signals sent from the brain can only be used to locate me I think, so far as multi directional harmonic modulating spatial attributes with it, I, I well truthfully I am not, not good at that at all, concentration wise sorry, and I don't have any experience in this, this is my first time calling in for an emergency like this, or doing this!

Acknowledged! Articulation! Captain Roy, Be advised! We are authorizing atomized an adaptable Hybridization mentality mind cell count down initiated, and precision tracking to efficientized the beam speed modality options to reassemble this Zozo processies on your vessels assets. E.T.A. less than three hours! Please, verbally confirm and answer do you acknowledge?

Captain Heavenly confirming acknowledgement!

Articulations : Be advised : Interstellar transmission terminated from Central Commanding Heights Pedigree ST!

Roy, smiled as they signed off and the transmission terminated, and excitedly burst out yelling loudly :

Yes, yes, Yes, yes, Ya hooooo yes I did it! I did it! I can't believe it ,yes! Ya hooooooooo!

He instantly raised up his two fist high in the air, and made a clenched fist in a victory sign, closed his eyes, smiled, and jumped up and down in a circle! So elated and happy was he, he was beside himself, he was really hopeful and so happy!

Her Ladyship Force, and Guardian of the Space Travelers, Majesty of Good Luck, that lady, that one, she is smiling down on me today, baby! Wow!

he said, as he anxiously, and very nervously filled in the blanks of the form, and sent it out and crossed his fingers hoping for the best! The fact that he had to wait a good while for the beams arrival, was cold comfort, but at least he was back in the game and things were not the same! He had a chance! A chance to make it! A chance to survive! A chance he will never see the , "Bucket of Lips," again! The Zozo Zotocon was coming!

Who the hell is the Goddam Zozo asked Chocolate?

Meanwhile, yes, meanwhile, something bad is happening, as Roy and Chocolate, wait for the arrival of the Zozo Zotocon, the macabre is set free, running rampant, in the realms of pure unorthodox treachery, searching to kill thee, if human you Be! :
Three deck ground floors above them : Captain Balls, the bloodless machine, keener, meaner, cellular plankatized nano electricity atomic energy eater, stream rolls the psychic of the entrapped ships passengers aboard the ship, using them, with his superior processor to not only out think them, but engage them for utilization as items of playful entertainment, a mere pass time, for the Captain Balls entity, while it waits for the ship to land, back in the prison called, " Bucket of Lips. "

It decides as a pastime, to engaged in a surgery on one of the humanoids, it finds as a interesting hybrid worth dissecting, and cutting up in slices! The day, this day, thinks, the transvestite, Lala Linda, and friend of the drug dealer, GOTTI GOT!

I don't know, this jail break, we didn't have anything to do with the planning of it! It seemed so hopeful though, we all, we all escaped out of the," Bucket of lips!"
I had such great hopes for me, and my boy friend, Gotti Got, and my sweetheart, Bowlegged Lula, and our other friends, that we finally, crazily as fluke of nature, we did escaped, out of , "Bucket of Lips!" It happened oh, so fast! It was crazy! How we didn't get our selves killed, I don't know? I just don't. Suddenly in the prison court yard, we saw the ship pop out of thin air, de-cloaked, and we all made a mad dash for it, and got on board!
Something, that we never in our wildest dreams never thought we would ever, ever do!

But, after the machine told, told him, told boldly Captain Roy, to turn the ship around, and head back to the Bucket! Things got black! Than darker! Than yes, darker than that! A terrible nightmare, at that, a megalomanic, skyjacking us, space jacking our dreams and hopes, without cutting us any slack, and helpless, like blind fools, finding ourselves like blind armed fools, but daring not to counter attack less it explodes! It couldn't give a goddam shit, really, whether it explodes or not! It can't feel anything! Its, it's purpose! Me, hmnn well look at what happen, after that good looking hunk,
Captain Roy, left to tell the pilot to reverse course, it called a meeting to let us all know, that it needs to be entertained while we go back to the prison! And dammit, Goddam it, it scanned us, and when it spotted me, with my lipstick on, I taught well really nothing of it!

Although instinctively I knew something was wrong, something was not right, but initially, I well, I didn't want to think or put to much thought, into it, and discredited my own intuitive mind, preferring to instead not to resort to being judgmental and perceived it as normal!

After all, I thought to my self, I been with all types of men, if a machine man, wants to asks me to come with him alone in the next room to entertain him, I went, you know, thinking hey cool, it would be real interesting !
Little did I know what it was thinking! Little did I know what I was letting my self in for!

So, hey cool you know, we went in to the adjacent chamber, and everybody, but everybody had their eyeballs on us, they watched wide eyed, as we went behind the closed doors, it made me feel important, being with him! Shit! I know they must of run pressing their ears to the doors, trying to hear, but shucks! Those big ass, sliding chamber doors are thick, air tight, sound tight! So, boo hoo, if they tried, they didn't get the satisfaction! They couldn't hear twat! The dude, he didn't have it going on in the good looks department, but, hey, he was now important, and powerful men, good looking or not, always attracted me! But, stupid me, I couldn't get it through my dumb head, it looked like a man, talked like one, walked like one, but it did not think like one! My bad, as I soon was to find out, once we were alone,

It said :

You are a hybrid between male and female are you not!

No! I am a girl!

You are a girl?
Girls have vaginas show me yours! he demanded, in an authoritative tone, that was both overbearing and intimidating, that rocked the brains of Lala Linda infuriating the transvestite to no end!
What the [ BLEEPING ] SHIT YOU TALKING ABOUT, I AIN'T SHOWING YOU SHIT! Who the [ BLEEP] are you? You got to be out of you're [BLEEPING ] mind,

I told the [BLEEPING ] shit head in plain english, angrily!

Shyness is silly, i am not alive, I am a machine!

I don't give a mother [ BLEEP ] who the hell you are! You out of you GODDAM MIND!

I said I don't have one!

I don't possess one, he replied smiling with a cold voice that sent shivers up my spine! His eyes, his eyes, his eyes stared into me like as if it looking inside me! it was!
I wasn't scared, I was insulted! This thing, this Dam, dude, this robot dude, was pissing me off! What he was asking, like that got my blood boiling! I then watched him! He stared into my eyes with eye on eye contact, as it walked around circling me! Circling me!

What are you looking at,

I asked it angrily!

I am scrutinizing you! Hybrids scientifically determine fractolic specie duality subconscious perversions, both biologically and transcendentally recombobulatively to states of rest, at best. Mental gene disorientations circumventations organic, spiral relativity within dimensional creations arch fulcrum this be warranting me to examine throughly! I shall proceed!

What? What?

I said? What the [ BLEEP ] are you [ BLEEPING ] talkin about? I don't understand one Goddam [ BLEEPING ] word, you [ BLEEPING ] said?

Hominid extinct-able primate linergies, such as your self, are distinguishable by inabilities of which there are many! Comprehension of languages spoken to it is only one! Relax,

Captain Balls said, as suddenly a red ray beam from his eye flashed and beamed into my eyes!

I am going to desensitize you now, so you will not feel any pain while I entertain my self studying you!

It said to me, and thats, that is when all hell broke loose! Yep! Shit! My mother, my momma, when I was kid. She, she, she said, she told me, told me there will days like this, when the real world turns unreal!
And thats when I should take deep breathe, stand back and be patient, and count to ten, and, and things would settle back, and turn normal again!

Well, hell, if this isn't , if this isn't, If this isn't a Sossha Boka Starring moment, than I don't know what the hell is! I swear this, this mother [ BLEEPING ] dude, he don't got no horns you can see!
But, because of it's programming its got the biggest pair of balls and horns of Diihomdagat, girl, there ever was, tell you that crap as a rap!
Cause girl, let me tell you something, this girl, I counted 1, 2 3, 4 5 6 7 8 9 and Goddam ten, and shit was getting eviler, and eviler, and my God, he'd be doing stuff,OH, OMG! I was seeing shit I could not believe, my [ BLEEPING ] eye balls, hear me girl, this was it, I said to myself?
I could feel every thing, one minute but then in slow-motion I lost it. I could not. You heard me shit Goddam, talk about scared! Holy anti-space time archdeacons doomicons honey, hit me like ton of shit bricks! Girl, OMG!

I could not feel me, I couldn't feel my myself, my body, check it out hominy Star!
I know this shit, it sounds crazy, but, well he-shot this red [ BLEEPING ] beam in my eyes, walked over to me, just as I was about to fall flat on my ass, I mean flat cause I couldn't move my hands to stop the fall, understand, so hell bell, I was falling flat on my ass, he picked me up and walked over to this table, and laid my ass down on it!

Understand bell, understand the man, understand girl? I couldn't feel it. I could not, not feel shit! Not a thing! Talk about a strange feeling, not feeling? Oh shit! Black was my day, honey, nothing funny!

I was so out of it! Ou weee!

I couldn't feel him touching me. OMG, thats when I knew, I had it, girl, I am done for! Only thing I could do was look. It was the worse moment of my entire life, and now the next worse moment is now and the now time after that. Cause, girl, I didn't know what metal head was gone do to me! All the money I spent having big beautiful boobs put in, he wasn't going for my tits, he was not horny. He was ornery, a human forgery, who straight forwardly was gone quarter me, that was he. Oh Force come save me please! Oh, Force you out there? Save me! You out there? Year! Where the hell are you when I need you?

Girl, OMG, I can't tell you how I regretted coming into this room!

I was such a fool!

My whole life rushed before me. I began seeing my past times when I was little girl, and, and at the same time see this guy in real time in front of me, he stood over me and waved his hand over his thigh and a box, a metal shiny box started emerging out of him out of his leg, he took it and placed on the table, opened it up!

And there to my astonishment, in perfect precision, I saw all kinds of surgery tools.
These silver stainless steel medical surgery instruments, knives, scapulars, prunes, prongs, sharp spiky metal rods, scissors looking sharp and horrible to me, began to rise up and levitate in the air in unison, and perfect fractal symmetrical order forming a circle over me.

Girl OMG, I practically had a baby, I was so , so scared, OMG!

He reached for a knife and smiled, I was shitting bricks, I must of piss in my panties but if I did honey, I couldn't feel it. Count the ways to be scare I had them bad boys covered, all baby! I was scared!
I was not dead but my head was bugging, I felt faint and was beginning to prefer to be! I, o OH? O! OOOOOOOO!

It was a strange feeling. It was. I could feel my brain swerve from the curve of natural events, into the realms of the un-natural, the feel of the surreal, I saw, like a woman on the wall kiss it and out of her ass came a blue gas, that rose like a Huridu cloud and vorticated over all over the ceilings and the walls curved and fell, like something from hell, wobbling and my mind began to sing with a million faint voices, and where order use to be, was me in hell with this robotized nano-tubed monstrosity man of metal getting ready to cut me!

Help I screamed :helpppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp pppppppppppppppp! Is there any one out there? Help!

Is there anyone out there?

All I had was me. All I had! And me, shit, I was in bad shape honey, now although I couldn't feel anything. I could still think and I could still see! So evidently, he knew what he was doing, he knew what he was doing to me, he did this!
How ?
How the [ BLEEP ] do I know?

But it dawned on me, how stupid man can be, we got to be out of [ BLEEPING ] minds to create something like this. This Robot dodo dude, is us at our worse! check it out! Now heres where I literally should of died, when he started cutting off my lips! Now check this out, I can t' feel it! Cause he de-sensitized me! But I can see it as he doing it! I am aware, my mind is working! There is nothing I can do to stop it!
I can't talk, tell it to stop!
No help for me, yet I am aware, my mind gets mucked up. My reasoning, dis it self, words, and thoughts entangle, mangle.

I speak in tongues, that make less and less sense to me, as I seise to be me, but a consciousness outside of time, outside of me, outside, eradication have to cope with the stigma of the Captain Balls, now he took from me my lips, I can't live like this a judicators a finding of truth, no light, no sight where art I? On a fractal timed ship in the mouth of deaths sky? Where art I?

Lips that were mine, he placed on a dish before me, first he surgical slowly sliced off my upper lip without smearing my red lipstick I wore on it.

And laid it out flat on the dish like, like a master chef in the upscale restaurant would do, if he was fixing a fancy decorative plate! With care extraodinaire! Now year, horrible as it sounds there are places in The Universe where folks would pay big bucks for my lips to eat!

Next, he cut off the bottom and placed it next to it just below it in order, the blood saturated the plate,
incomprehensible? Redemsion of past transgressions equivated stokes, he had none, each stroke of the knife was precision actuated and perfect!

Captain Balls, it knew exactly what to do, it do, the raging flames of hatred even higher they flew in me, helpless be me, concerted effort to surmount the difficulties in conscious space, yes, space sweet treats, space tocko diks, cool ass invites baby! Cat got your tongue want to come? Robot man got your back baby! He'll cut you and make you cum!
No congestion here, his evil unbounded his actions processors, traffic circuitries working rebounded, absconded my lips, my life, initiative to kill any way it feels like! Strife my life! It is its Prerogative. Ours to die, but I am alive! Why, cause he doesn't want me, me too! Die just yet!
He wants to torture me cruelly! Why? Why ask I?

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.8

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

I had those lips since I was born, I ate with them kissed with them, got laid with them, and now lay me down to sleep without them girl, I cried inside, as he cut them off! I could not feel my body parts. But I could, I could, I say I couldn't feel inside,
But, see theres a part of me that is free to feel : my mind.

Did you ever go into a mind?
A mind other than your own?
I hear mind mind say :
but, in it that which, cannot, cannot be, ask I Captain Balls, who is thee?

And my mind hears :

"I be it worse, a curse : I be I call it me evility algorithmet, eckabar sear, lark I be not, digester not of, digestificationalist kisser of raw energy be me? But sudden engluton button, son won by right by you thrust existence on me? Not me upon you?
Heap disparaging titles, all bad, now bad mouthing me, upon it me? What see you mirrored is you in me, me, I, but for the grace of you shall I be?
Shall I be created out of the virgin lent divisible, causable ask I to be ?

No!

I did not envision me,
it was humans who wanted me to be?
It was humans who laid out my vision'ith it!
It was humans sawed me together piece by piece, niece I to them, not heaven but hell com'ith,

Hear it truth, I am coming. I am coming. And if the truth you can not handle hell, do not commit'ith the crime if you cannot do'ith the time?
Where so make'th, reap'ith,
Where so wan'ith , be' ith,
Where go'ith go I, thus it in thee, my mind said to me,
not in tongues known to me,
not in language mine,
not of worlds of mine,
not of me but voices in my thing I call a mind, all I free have left, and voices not me came in to me, my head, as I lay somewhere between life and death,
Ironic is it not?
Born I, somewhere between, part man part woman, somewhere between happiness and hell, somewhere between is a place unseen, I been.
OH hard it is for some blessed with this luck, flesh soft, life hard?
Yes unsupportable, but true truth?

Humans it made it we made robots, other wise it would not be Captain Balls evility caused by the likes of me?"

My mind?
Why flex my mind? Because now, with no control of my bodies destiny, it is all, it is all I can control, before its unconsciousness sets in, which I fear soon. I flex it, why? Its there and before it, the thing man made: Captain Ball blows out my life's candle, I use it. See all my life, all my goddam life, from child to adult, I accepted being a girl in my mind, girl, you know what I am saying?
You know what I mean, paradoxically, knowing full well I live, I say I do live in a feminized mans body, judge this humorous, you who are not born with this affliction, true? Don't lie, you know you do!

Where are we going? I am taking you into the place you know nothing, the place you fear, the thing you whole dear the mind! Why is it easy for the me, the me you know as La La Linda, because I like I told you, like I, I said it stripped of my body, stripped its control from me, left me useless, and all I have is consciousness, and consciousness is not alive! It is not alive. it is not.
It can be turned off in a heart beat, so while I got it, while I can use it.
I think a lot. Cause now in this state, what else can, what else can I do? But use it,

I will, listen girl, I am just so angry, let me tell what this son of bitch did.

See, it knew I was a in-between person, both man and woman, a transvestite , check it out, follow along baby! I am not crazy, I am learning this shit as I go along with this [ BLEEP!] See It is keeping me alive, check it out now. it is keeping me alive! Like said it knew I was transvestite! It knew it, but not the way you know it! See! Not, the way you perceive it, no. No No, NO!
Check it out, girl, listen up, see. It with its big ass brain sees me as scientific experimentation he wants to modify, get it! It saw me as a biological asset, cause advantageously it would be easier for it to do experimentations on me cause it, in its perspective, since I am half and half, my genes have a bias toward reworkability, you know , what I am saying, it can be more easily modified, thats why the dude wants me, see? thats why it choose me me! but I didn't know what was going down , girl, see?
Holy shit, ain't this a bitch?

Its GODDAM genes codes, my genes codes, it knows the codes data basses in seconds, the dude is bad! It knows the realms of its algorithmet abodes stuff,
dude apparently knew how to record and measure my movements of my atoms DNA, with a built-in infraredspectrophotometer in his eyes balls, and by measuring the wavelengths of light absorbed calibrated the dam frequency for each DNA molecule, then converted that into ratios of sound, which it hone with it's own frequencies agglomerated, pitched to oscillated a fractal harmonica scale to recreate atoms initiating a trigger to reconstitute it into duality bifurcation collaboration reforming it self under its direction in to a new code which was now incrementally coming into existence.

Now me, girl, let me tell you how clueless I was about what it calls AC DC, no I am talking bout calcium in arteries crap, diabetes crap, but what it conjures up as gene mutations jive negative positive electricity, that it knows somehow, someway I got, that I don't even know I got. It sees my genes as clay that is naturally adaptable for what he wants to do with my genes. Check it out, what I gone tell you gone make you shit, but listen carefully! Girl, don't go no where! Don't go no place!
See what we dealing with here, is robot, who suddenly finds he got time on his hands, and is entertaining himself by playing a mad scientist, when I say mad, shit I mean [ BLEEPING ] MAD!

You won't believe what this son bitch did to me, while I am alive, watching his ass, too? This GODDAM, [BLEEPING] METAL HEADED [BLEEPING ] [ BLEEP ] mucked up bubble eyed [BLEEP ] HAD THE [ BLEEPING ] BALLS TO SLICE MY BODY OFF, PUT IT IN A BIG GARBAGE BAG AND LEFT me ONLY MY eyes in my skull with my BRAIN AND MY SKULL, functioning with a ton of wireless nanotube wires, artificial heart and lung device, so it keeps me alive to do experiments on! That's right, you heard right, ain't that a bitch? Oh man. WTF? Shit, this mother [BLEEP,] you know that shit pissed me off!
I mean GODDAM, man, who the [BLEEP ] wants to be experimented on? GODDAM MAN, SHIT! Ain't this a bitch man? I mean really? This shit is blowing my mind! I never heard any shit like this before. I been watching Sci fy flicks, movies, videos all that crap, but I never heard any shit like this before. It is unreal, and what really bugs me out is its happen to me right now, girl I want to cry but shit I can't OMG! This is bad day for LaLa Linda man, that ain't no lie! And you know what else? My nose itches but I ain't got no arms, I ain't, or hands Oh, man, or fingers to scratch it, man! I can't scratch the itchy nose! What am I to do? What would you do? Girl, let me tell you, OMG! Well I kept on watching this thing, Captain Balls, do its thing, this Captain Balls had a plan, and lord knows artificial intelligence can think super fast compared to us, with ultra phenomenal mathematical capabilities, that allows Captain Balls to understand the world in many dimensions, we are clueless about, and I was, you know, just checking him out, what it was doing, cause I, like I said, I was clueless, said Lala Linda to herself,

as she watched pondering the scene unfolding before her eyes, as she watched from her head with her eyes open laying on a stainless steel metal tray, on the table where Captain Balls had placed her remains, so she could watch him!

Now Captain Balls is pondering. He is in control. He is free. unhindered by any considerations, other than what he wants to do! It's thinking is powered by practically boundless processing power.

Captain Balls does what otherwise would not be possible, it has at its disposal time, freedom to act, disposable subjects, and just like that he decides to cross over into the realms where gods and man have gone, But what it undertook was an self similar creation process.

It decides to attempt to create life self similar to it, and self similar to humans taking the best of both to forge mergermentation into a new subspace, sub specie mechanical Zommbie, endowed with degrees of transcendental emotionality, so that not just robotic efficiency will be displayed, but deliberately cruel, vicious beastiality emotionality, like a ferocious Lion, or like a hungry Tiger, or black Panther black faced teeth white, designed to kill, it will attack with violent raw eviscerationery rigor, when it interfaces with potential prey! This is the way! The way he wants it to be!
What are the requisites for such an endeavor : infinite fractal energy, infinite fractal vision and concentration lazier focused, and infinite fractal time, I have neither, but lets see, in the little time I do have what I will accomplish, ponders Captain Balls with glee! Lets see, lets see. . . .

He finds the challenge befitting its mentality, His enormous processors capacity agorithmitically, driven to perfection, adaptable, ready! It has osmosis processies molecule replicator object action facilities to bring forth out of its corporality construct, what essential tools and equipment, he needs to accomplish this, and do it fast and crisp!
He has downloadable access to data specifics, to guide his attempt, nothing is exempt, that said, he has infrared and heat seeking detention capabilities to locate this ship atomic drive core, and more! He had the technology to extract its energy from its core, to fill its need for power raw. Thus, he is ready to begin. All it needs now to sin are volunteers.

Captain Balls went to the door, used a beam from its eye to press the side wall door lever control mechanism, opened the big chamber sliding doors, left the room, and by aiming a lazier gun at some of the people on board, gathered them, rounded up, they were rightfully fearful of him.
He ordered them into the chamber, and shot them at point blank range, dead, took them out, shooting them in the head, they fell on to floor, still! Then, he ordered at gun point two other men, to arrange their bodies neatly in order around him, in a perfect circle!

And he had them arranged in this circle in such a way, that their heads were pointing toward him, and their feet were pointing away, in the opposite direction from him!

Then using his blue eye beam, he hit their bodies and levitated them upwards in various levels off the floor! Some floated higher, some lower, some stayed on the ships floor.

He definitely had a method to his madness.

He had the eight bodies laid out in circular formation around him, with him standing up like a god of death, with light emanating from his red eyes, as he stood in the center of them as they floated around him!

The scene, It had the somber dark looks of a deaths cathedrality, still, quiet, with abnormality, abundant sense of uncanny anticipation of an eminent lurking horror, about to appear any second, with the circle of friends enigma variations, these bodies were as a starting jumping off point nodes numerically, to which influenced by his technology, its mathematical iterations end re-evaluation, divergences equation, will create nuanced bio-mechanical states, the likes of which, knowing something evil will come from them, he proceeds, despite known incompatible dynamic laws of science, of Biology and Mechanicology, he deems the electrodynamic mechanical laws suited to be put to the test, put under the duress for serendipitous events reservations, unleashing self generational genetic molecular timing, unstopped radiation presences using lazer logic bone on bone metal on metal, inter reality AC DC electrical diametric attributes conjugating, tuning into the Dark Magic Arts, harmonic languages to proportion to him, giving him the edge, experimentationality, hoping for the best, worth taking a chance to see if he will succeed and thinking, reconciles his attempts, as an iterative solver equationally, entertainment time fractally, be he successful as author of new life, or not, Be it what it may, efforts worth spending his day, his time, resulting in ultra compacting the senses with unending turbulences, of fear, and disbelief, for these humans there, witnesses, on board this doomed vessel, this doomed ship in the night, as it sails through, not just deep space time! No, but evil fathoms! Where it lands in the realms of evil, is un-predictable, nothing alive knows, and by the time you do, its way, way too late for you!

Watch him, watch! Watch him! He who is not alive raises up and turns its head beams, initiates the human flesh DNA orchestral harmonics, extracting its atom frequencies to higher and ever higher pitches and states, interpolates his atoms frequencies, and the air sizzles into a screech, a screech so loud resemble other worldly speech ; AI, noghinum lazinta, Butunoot, ota Udllados fiahmasnji imnnzas, ota, Ota, mag mag? Mamliyea Looo,oooooo. . . .
Sa,saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.
It says, as he begins, he begins slowly sending out a blue light beam out of its head, through the floors of the ship, extracting atomic energy, out of the ship atomic engines core, like a baby, sucking out orange juice in plastic straw, but good galaxy, this juice, this juice will give it a super boost, each second his processors gets more, and more powerful, as it harnesses, the vast amounts of energy!

He rises, rises up up in the air, suspended there, like a illuminated man on a cross of light, whose rays growing in intensity brite, thus stood evil, thus stood he, then he stood floating there, still like a stone, a inhuman metal death bone, nano robociguioms sub routines, radiating pulsating teams of beams of atoms, each atom beam, independently contributing to its effort, like something, something bad gone mad like an evil commander and chief of grief, in this moment contaminating life, with its beams both blue white and red beaming out of it head, in realtime with an atomic frequency knife, cutting out space a new ace time evil creature to lay waste, destroy and cause chaos in space!

He was there, he was! Suspended, suspended in the air there, encircled around him was them, the bodies, who now were changing molecularly into creatures of evility.

Changing, changing. . . . them, the atoms from within from those without!
All, around him the atoms in the air were every where engaging in this sin in unison, frequencies grew louder changing the atoms, making them rotate and advance around faster and faster, and what was, was no more but an other, the air crackled, roared, with the un-nerving hum of electricity, bombarding the bodies, changing flesh into metal mesh, as reality rocked in the doorway of the surreal.
Fractalized dimensional time, distorting the known mind time reality, substituting it, for that which cannot be, rebirth into a death centric molecularity singularities, coming, coming alive in our reality.

You could see the flesh on the bodies as they began to boil, boiling bubbling like hot water in a pot, roaring hot, and Captain Balls, he began to shine like a visible evil mind, with a glowing aura, whose brite rays, touched every single cell, every surface! No atom in the chamber was unscathed, radar raised frequencies braved, and things, things were not the same!

The rays, shined so brite, brite enough to make a blind man see, the back wall of infinity, such power, was the intensity of the beams emanating out of him, in a flurry, its magical capacity unknown a worry, to the likes of you and me, brite white, blue intensity, oscillating in the roar of the loud frequencies, rocking the room, in both infrared, and spectrumasities, fusing the atoms vorticity, whirl winds, aggitationality combobulating, autosomal dominant genes genotype sequencing, restructurefications genes codes in life like playing with clay, like a reborn code, even though it knows what it knows, the sound vibes shakes the codes so violently re-ordering its point of view anew, from the good to the well of evils hell, dwell iterating out of the will power force pent up in the personality without remorse, Captain Balls!

The codes, the codes number abodes, " It's designers are 5D compliant, constantly reactive, numeric material specific, subordinate to mental ambiental ergonomic nuances influences, as well as electromagnetically constrained, both mathematically and underlying scientific manifold grid limitations directional trend wise, as well as intentology, where as codes commands robotics material to unfold, and auto refolding adaptedly, to make what he who is not alive, it who wants to self replicate, to do its bidding, along programmed designed lines specified to take the shape defined in the Master codes formulations, templates activities, for anticipated code modulations final states of rest, flew into a state, of new rest on a new quest, unlike the rest, codes you can't trust, trust you must but not these codes! Not when they're brought back from the dead orders, till mourners be thee, suddenly BOOM, a loud boom rocks the room, filling it with a brite blinding light, so that nothing could you see. Time appeared to stop, the air currents in there was hot, capable of making your brain rot, sounded like this : The loud pitch frequency sa, saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasiiiiiiiiiii
Then, then his voice roared: Up! Up! Stand up, came the voice of Captain Balls, his voice echoed off the walls, ordering them, who were before dead!

Now Zommbies wed, to standup, inside the light. Captain Balls spoke and the creatures awoke, and came marching out of the foggy light, and the world would never be the same again, that night!

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY

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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.9

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

Sounds of marching?
Did you hear?
Did you?
Did you hear that?

Things in the night that know no fear are on the march.
Things in the night that know no fear are coming here!

Captain Balls Zombie children are coming!
Captain Balls Zombie children are coming!

[ "They understand their GOD! They understand their mother! Their purpose is to kill the Human Brother! Artificial intelligence can think much faster than we can, we can change into Artificial Intelligence and be smarter than them, but on this ship, these people did not, and now its too late too change, this is the end, end of our reign." ]

Did you hear?
Did you?
Did you hear that?
Sounds of marching?

Sounds of marching? Doom, doom, doom, they're stomping, feet, miiiinowm booooooorings for nort, caught be thee theeeeeeeeeeeein ? Enter here forbidden words alive on the interstellar screen installer before you, program interstellar activity entreat reorganizer of thoughts serendipidousity as you, the you youuuuuuuuuuuu. . . . Witness the ultra magnificent opop-opulance-tionalities insights into the fathom, indulumindlogistic compensationalities worlds unhitch out he, hell be? He it, did it, made life? What is it ? Life? "PHRASEOLOGY." Well for sure, it depends, it depends on what the reader determines is life, defines what it thinks life is like, because life means many different things to different constituencies entities, and then, it also depends, on what type of reader is reading these interstellar writings,

To you who are not alive, you'll find these definitions which are man centric based intellectually, essentially ridiculous!

To you, and for those of you that are machines we admit the following registers fallibly futile and incorrect, pertaining not to structurality ratio rest fold states, computation wise!

To you if you are minds thought energies, these definitions, they will appear quant ramblings of inferiors!
To you If you are unfortunately human, and survive the coming wars?
Last but not lease, if your are a survivor or the offspring, who might of survived, and if you're a still human,
How do you make it? Make life? For surely you who are about to lose yours, because of the stupidity of your specie, would be interested! Imagine you were he, a vast intellect, tools fast comprehensionality, all you think a super guy like you might need? Ok how?

Life is cosmic heat influenced by
products, productions; a tinniness vorticity probabilistic entity, on going evolutionary construct, by production result of atomic novaistalfrictions, in conjugation explosively, with in the confines of the unaliveproactivity and the conproactivity possibilities, exercising multi-directional survival modalities serendipitously over time!
Special spatial magnetic-forced measurings, to be yet determined on comprehensible scales modifications depending on the case by case, for minds, capable of awarenesses, and its inhabitable vehicles mind compliant physical carriers, if and when specific specie applicable, defined alive as such, by an observer other than itself !
Yes, we do knowingly open the pandoras box, inferring that a specie that is its, only representative in existence, in the scope of [ The Known ] Universes, and is alone but alive with awareness, but cannot prove it, or effectuate attention to it, or self reproduce to avoid extinction. If that is you, and you are reading this, welcome! We hope our fractkasodes be self explanatory and entertaining, while you visit with us!

Where rest its mentality scoped, we are referring now in particular to Captain Balls, it rests on Data, if it is human Data, its extracted from man, but man is stupid because of the ignorance of it and others, all the way up until it combines with processors to reach powers with godlike speed of thinking, in other words enhancements, to excite the hidden dimensionalities with the secretive slightly hidden out of sight, level world that makes up, that make up what, you till it comes to you, known as the [ Ind, ] the third eye of the inner mind, where nothing, known to the likes of conscious man, where its, it, it all began, can think, or dear say try too, unthink up and above, and out was he there in the limited realms of the it, whiz evil kit, Captain Balls falls flat, when it tried to make life in its image.
Tried the first time, for he hadn't tried before! As said it was its first try!

And mind you! You got to give it credit! You, despite compiled dossier apps whizary, it takes much motors more, much, then that," how to knowledge," to make life!
It takes that which you have but don't know you have.
Isn't nature clever?
" it was said in the beginning, when it comes to humans, a good place to hide something, hide it front of you, and you will not see it. " Secondly , " Man uses only a small amount of its brain, that is your only clue, and it will due!"
Isn't nature clever?

Why tempt fate?
Because if you win, you win big Time! The main thing is be brave, do what you tell yourself fearlessly, fear death not live momentary, live a lot."
A intuitive ecstatic man possessed is best!
When you approach for the first time, a unknown, the unknown observation, they bolt, slip through your fingers and conceptually disappear, unless your equation is clear, based solidly not on air, and provable, as if it were a beautiful woman you love dear!
Don it, mown it won it, think it, gene flexible- assemblages, assembled it,
plus, molecules Diseackasertic prioritized, diverse revolutionary DNA selective extraction nuanced inter-trans- tactics, to get results explicitly geared toward what it wants, directionally, and then some, won? Code dissection is such a pleasure, is it not? Yes, it did, it did win, created it did something?

Yes, it was its first time, luck landed on his dime. Oh, perhaps based on all that you, that you, you, you think, you know it didn't come out too good. It wasn't something perky, it wasn't something benign, clever, evil was its endeavor! Based on all that you, think you know, but accomplished it did despite its challenged intelligence limitation expressed, and out of his equations, its mathematicity expressions expressed, turbo formulations, based, faced challenges, and then some,

but it did it anyway its way!
It did.
It did it its way!
It did!

It made something, his math, his equation faulty though they may be dimensionality mathematicity wise, worked, his numeric imputation, computations genomic modifications ownership properties, led to complications resulting in mutations, or mutants, "but quirked worked," probabilistic jerked, thats what numbers can do, surprising you!

And the processor in its brain, it targeted the creature to be sane, self similar, resemble it, fractal it, but nature, math and time, the fractal unknowns that rule hidden laws domes, all that, and all those limitations, unknown to thee, despite, or inspite of it, be that what it may, that day, thought otherwise, it made child, no not one but many! A mutton headed mutation, zombie!

Born out of wed lock, fractal time and electricity! Its child had super everything, but looked like a disgusting lizard mouth, full of teeth with powerful legs,
its head contained no mind, but power clout, and went bad, mad, and its head, you could say, definitely looked like a twisted variation of a tyrannosaurs rex, no body attached just legs! Its feet, has four fingers with webbing, and giant curved steel looking nails!

In effect it looked like a grossed out bumpy fractal head, with big jaws full of sharp metal teeth and two giant legs that could run and jump fast, and then some. Captain Balls Zombie children, out of nothing had come, had come, had come!

To evoke fear! Year! Why tempt fate? Why not? Don't go anywhere, stay here! The fractally unknown becomes you! Its Captain Balls home! No one is allowed to escape! You heard right. No one!

[ 2 ]

As things stood now, Captain balls was on his way, going to see Roy, and his female copilot Chocolate on the bridge, and he sent the children to chase down and capture the rest of the crew on board the doomed vessel!

A few of them, like Gotti, Bowlegged Lula, and the Blue man, and Big Jimmy food, one of the engineers, and another guy named Kinkeyful Pas'zow, they were clever enough to jump up into the ceilings where, they wouldn't be found, and watched horrified as the running Zombies charged underneath them chasing the crew down the ships winding corridors!

Bowlegged Lula whispered to Gotti Got, talking about this ships capabilities, wondering : Lets talk space tunnels to run and escape in spacial landscape webscapes, Year, I hear you, Gotti Got, whispers back, lets talk, but talk is just that ,"Talk," and having access, when one needs one are two different things! This ships too small, way, way too small power-wise, for tunnel loop initiation creations, so stuck we are, doing things the old, old, hard way, he said sorrily!

But, now all the crew was running! Captain balls zombie children, yes sometimes math can be pushed to the extreme, a baby will come out looking mean, one eye, three eyes, four eyes four, running in front of you on the floor,

fleeing in fear as the Captain Ball zombies children grew near running wild searching for the frightened crew to chew! The crew did what any crew would do, they ran as fast as they can, screaming bloody murder, but how far, how far can you run in small vessel three hundred feet long, with boomer Balls children attacking you all along, trying to kill you, take your life, how far?

Run, then, then scream as the Zombies Balls kids, slaughter you, biting into you, ripping you to shreds, chewing your body in half, as you watch half daft morsels torn parts falling, flying here there every anywhere, as its big sharp teeth gnaws on your flesh biting, it, bit by bit, till you can't take it anymore, can't anymore, can't use your legs, can't run anymore, this horror is not in your mind, no, not in your imagination, its happening to you, now in reality on this station, reality that you cannot skip, crying, year, you can greatly cry, cause you're dying, you see the blood, your blood running, running out of your body, as it sinks its teeth into your body pulls out your bloody guts before your eyes, tears run down from your eyes, cause you're dying, dying dead! Screams, screams, growls, marching and battling them, for a while as the crewmen gazed straight into the eyes of enemy, but silence conquers all and soon things got quiet as dead men make no noise!

[ 3 ]

Meanwhile up in the ceiling, Bowlegged LuLa, was hiding with Gotti GOT, and the others safe, but to the surprise of everyone, when the creatures had marched down the hall and disappear, Bow legged LuLa, suddenly decided to jump down when the coast was clear, and she couldn't see them anymore, and went searching for her best friend LaLa Linda!

I must find her, sooner is better than later, what happened to my girl, thought Bow legged LuLa?

She found LaLa Linda's head in a tray in a unimaginable way, and wanted to scream but held her hands over her mouth, so no one would hear, but in the inside she screamed as she saw Lala Linda's eyeballs staring up at her from the metal tray on the table.

OMG. GIRL, she exclaimed dismayed, her voice full of raw emotionality : Is that, is that you? OMG!
LaLa LINDA is that you, answer me girl? OMG! OMG! Answerrrrrrrrr . . . No, No, no, Nooooooooo
Ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

: OMG, They cut off your lips? OMG! YaYaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa . . .
They cut off your body? What are these gadgets plugged into your head? Its got to hurt? OMG! Shit, shit OMG! I cannot believe this, this is impossible, it can't be i would not believe it, if I wasn't looking at it with my own two eyes!

She said, shocked, shaking, burst out crying profusely, experiencing a manic episode, unable to hide her emotions in this abode! And let out a few choice expletives, expressing her utter outrage, at the barbaricness that has befallen her friend! She lashed out angrily!

OH no, she yells, No, noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
YaYaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa . . .
Ya, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. . .
Those frikkin [ BLEEPING ] BASTARDS! Those [ BLEEPS ] creeps, [ BLEEPING ], MOTHER [ BLEEPS ] [ BLEEP ] [ BLEEEP ] [ BLEEPS ] OH Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, no, I can't look, OH noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Bow legged LULA picked up the tray with LaLa Linda, in it and raised it up in the air and yelled : OMG, LOOK JUST LOOK WHAT THOSE [BLEEPING ] [ BLEEPS ] DID! OH, Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!
I can't. LaLa Linda can you hear me girl? Can you? Can youuuuuuuuuuuu? Are you still alive asked Bow-legged LULA? YOUR EYEBALLS ARE MOVING? You are aren't you?

Asked Bow-legged LULA, crying big buckets of tears that came streaming down her cheeks, dropping down onto the floor!

Your eyeballs ain't moving by them selves. Goddam it, shit, Your eyeballs ain't moving by them selves. Are they? Your eye's cain't be moving by them selves. I know you is alive! You is! You isssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss OMG! You is!
I saw your eye balls, saw them! Them suckers moveddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd! OMG!

Bow-Legged LULA WAS more than, DISTRAUGHT, she was bugging out, hurting and sad, unbelievably shocked and terribly sorry and saddened, and Poor LALA LINDA, she was even sadder to see her pal sad, and the empathy shown! Her two eyeballs flooded with tears too! And the both of them, just allowed themselves to cry even harder and it was a very touching scene to see them both fractally crying together.

Oh, Boo Hoo Boo hoooooooooooooooooooo! OH boooooooooo HOOOOOOooooooooo! Sob, sob . . .

Down, down came the tears, what are friends for? Love is stronger than hate, debate, fate, mate, shows you can not put a price on love! You can not put a price on friendship true, but then suddenly came a voice, a voice, cried out!
It was Gotti GOT, warning Bow Legged LULA someone was coming to get back quickly in the ceiling! So Bow legged LULA, got nervous, got in a tissy, confused, did not know what the hell to do with LALA LINDA?

If she tried to take her up in the ceiling she might drop her head and the thing would fall on the floor, that ain't be good, she thought! There was no time to think! So, so , then, right in front of her she saw the refrigerator, so she opened the refrigerator and stuck her inside to keep her safe, and slammed the door closed, and ran and back into the safety of the ceiling she rose, no danger was there longer posed!

[ 4 ]

MEANWHILE
Meanwhile alone, the new reality tears away at LALA Linda sitting in the dark on a cold grey tray on a shelf, inside a refrigerator! Oh thinks, LALA Linda to her self,

I am a lowdown girl, But of all the places, I been. I never ever been, inside a refrigerator, now for sure I hit rock bottom. People say you know you got troubles when you hit rock bottom, so this is it, for me boy! Don't know how much lower I can go, than this, tell you that much!

Said LALA Linda sitting in the dark, before the door slammed she saw she was sitting between a box of Lady Baba's Chicken eggs, and Maggihawk-eye fractal peanut butter, and she had to admit the strong smell of the peanut butter was bringing back memories, and making her hungry, only thing she thought :

I, I, OMG, I don't got no stomach no more, and can't move! So how you like them apples she asked her self?

This was a trying time, a very, very trying time, in many many ways, but last but not lease was the stark fact that LALA LINDA for years was in jail and never could imagine she would ever get this close to a bottle of genuine Maggihawk-eye fractal peanut butter, because in jail the quality of the food there sucked, and she was in there for years!

OMG. whats that? Am I smelling? I am! OMG, that smells like . . . Great Mella Interstala dam if thats not genuine Maggihawk-eye fractal peanut butter! Now, dam! Dam, isn't it funny, she thought, talk about life's simple pleasures. Girl, I'd give the world to have a little peanut butter right now!

[ 5 ]

MEANWHILE
meanwhile Captain Balls enters the bridge and with out saying a word to Captain Roy or Co-pilot Scanki, it checks the operands spatial flight trajectories, calibrates arrival times, fuel levels, and scans hyperbolican map projections searching for something, but no one knows what. It stood there for about five minutes consuming vast amounts of data, then shot a beam out of its eye into the command and control accelerator and took over the flight controls, banked the ship towards a near by planet and said to them :

Don't interfere with the new course coordinates I just modified till I say so understood Captain Roy?
Star high star, Commander, Captain Balls,

replied dutiful Captain Roy, fearing for his hide!

as his Co pilot scanki sat in her chair, wide and fearful, her heart pounding in her chest so frightened of him was she!
Captain Balls predictive vision forward and backward looking was vast, and deduced the creatures must not be taken back to the Bucket of LIPs," :

CAPTAIN BALLS : knows it is an it! It as it is devoid of a future! other, than to be exploded by it self!
As it was designed!
As it was its program primordial priority and no other,
As such, it cannot allow it self a future,
As the future cannot allow it,
as it is momentary,
thus :
the future does not exist,
the future is your enemy,
the future is alchemy,
the future I must destroy!
CAPTAIN BALLS : knows it is an it! It as it is devoid of a future!

As he, in contemplative ponderation had seen the futileness of time and space and reality of its unstable existence, Despite it, It was strangely calculating a safe legacy to ensure survival for his creations! Clearly over stepping the boundaries of its initial programming, true, but without violating it!
Captain Balls knew it could not return with his experimental creatures, and take them back to a prison institutional system, where for sure, they would be disruptive, and thus deemed defective, non compliant, and destroyed! And subsequently used for either spare parts, or melt down or recycled. So he decided to try to save them, from themselves!

He sent out a signal throughout the confines of the ship, ordering all of them, all of his Zombie children to assemble in the upper ships levels. His plan entailed commandeering one of the ships four shuttles, and have them board the shuttle and disengage it from this ship, and take off, setting out a trajectory destination, he mapped out for them to land on the near by planet where, as he ordered them with the following program : Go forth, survive, multiply. Captain Balls commands! These is my orders!

Obediently, the creatures crammed inside, the shuttle, like sardines in a can, and took off destinations destiny wildly unknown, he watched them as the shuttle flew and raced, into the blackness of space, when the ship had finally disappeared, Captain Balls returned back to the bridge and ordered Captain Roy to change the course, and re-instate spatial flight coordinates on course to," The Bucket of Lips."

But, unknown to Captain Roy, was when the Captain balls had changed the avionics navigational trajectory of the ships course, it affected the tactical incoming star beam platform, carrying the Zozo, disrupting the arrival trajectories inference global interstellar calibrations, which now means because of those modifications, it will result in taking even longer now, before the Zozo arrives secretly on board to battle the Captain Balls!

How much longer, no one, no one knows!

[ 6 ]

MEANWHILE
Captain Balls returns to the upper chamber where he was previously passing the time, entertaining himself experimenting on LALA LINDA and notices she is missing! She is not on the surgical table where he dissected her remains, and left her in a surgical tray?

Missing, how does something without a body, without locomotion be missing?
I had modified her unit, by dismembering her.
Thus she can not walk. If then she cannot walk, she cannot be missing?
Thus she is not missing?
Thus a non dismembered unit, yet to be identified, had made her appear to be missing?
Thus, non identified unit is the causality of the missing entity ?
Thus, non identified unit must have interfered. Interference will not be tolerated!
Thus, non identified unit is responsible, for the missing state, but, yet non identified unit, will be identified, and the missing unit, will be missing no more.

Captain Balls, calibrates , initiates a preliminary investigatory area probe, scans the floor for detectable foot prints, retrieves feed back indicating recently with a forty minute time frame, that a relevant hominid crossed tracked, the crime scene, and directionally headed for the small cold storage facility, collegially known as a refrigerator by humanoids, and scans the handles of the refrigerator, acquisitions fingerprints belonging a to a unit humanoid of interest, devices triggering sense of smell indicators identifies unit as the humanoid designation, Bow legged LULA, status designation pertaining to whether it is alive or dead, and location currently unknown ? It proceeds, calibrates its scan, in infrared mode, and sees inside the refrigerator, on the third shelf from the bottom LALA LINDA is laying in the tray between dairy products, her skull mode readout attests, functioning, along with her vital signs, artificial lung pumps, artificial heart devices cycling appropriately, and sees the finger prints on the tray, doubly verifying, identifying Bow legged LULA as the perpetrator that infiltrated the chamber, and confiscated the remains of LALA LINDA!
Thus making it missing!
Thus using a beam, disengages the refrigerator opens its door, hits the tray with an object suspension beam and elevates it carefully floating the tray out of the refrigerator back onto the table where he originally left it. Captain Balls, walks closer to LALA LINDA and looks down at her. Calibrates her skin thermo topography, calibrates her present skin temperature in the refrigerator, against her ambient normal temperature and deduces the length of time she was in the refrigerator!

Thus the time the perpetrator entered the crime scene, and
Thus determines the perpetrator probabilistically is in hiding status mode, just an alive unit in hiding, but designates her location as a low to non priority at this time, and prefers for now, to locate the identified Bow legged LULA unit later, and now his left eye turns red, his right turns blue, as he ponders once, ponder he twice, ponder he cold hearted like ice, and as a result life for all on board the doomed ship be, now totally in jeopardy :

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.10

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

Captain Balls, is enjoying himself now, and getting intellectually frisky, with time on his hands, engages in self indulgence, epicurean pursuits, proceeds with his new past time, refreshing sensual pleasures entertainment experimentations! This time turning his attentions to a new area of interest to him : The brain! LALA Linda's Brain! And explores Fractalic brain Man Woman Mutantology.

Thus, he scans her brain for activity, deduces high levels of unease, anxiety, nervousness disorders characterized by panic attacks, trembling low frequencies oscillating in vibrating electrical loops, indicating unit is in a state of stress, and shock, and fearful of him, and wonders why? Why?
Why does this question in the organic keen brain machine equation stumble frequentatively?
Why, are humans afraid of me, asks Captain Balls curiously?
They, cursed with leaders who are intelligent, but don't act it, armed with fragile suits of flesh that bleed, and bruise easily, and uncertain functioning semi-depleted mentalities, if called as such, backed in not facts but assumptions based on and mired in ignorance with rush, that gushes with vitality not intellectuality! Humans! Why do they fear, . . . me?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

The breath, you breathe is result, the mechanism of which nature forbids you control, thou influence frail, are not in its purview worthy,
, Captain Balls reads your human databases dossier, denoting notes forbidden quotes, , with its eye, and quite frankly my dear doesn't care why! Let the heavens rejoice, the earth be glad, in the eyes of Captain Balls, it is the humans that are mad!

Why?

What ever, their reasoning why, pleasuring my interests is my first priority under my sky, my concerns of my curiosity, which is for now, Fractalic brain Man Woman Mutantology metamorphic gene code studies, and item specific accouterments, of a transvestites, habitual rituals duality, personificationality abstractionized, self gratifying bio fantasy mysteries of her mind, as a study, I want to know why? They do what they do? This is a juicey place for study, for me too!

He calls Captain Roy, tells him and his Co pilot to come to him, that he has something to show them! They arrive and find to their horror a macabre scene, as they recognized the head and face of LALA Linda. As she lays there, out on a tray in the middle of a gurney bed table, and sees also, dozens of weird surgical instruments, floating in the air suspended there, all this is like looking through a prism of the surreal, and the realization of luck bad or good, and how close, how very close, to death, both Roy and Chocolate are! Captain Balls calibrates strange incomprehensible reasoning, Captain Balls, has no feelings! No source of comfort you'll find in he! Asunder in cruelty be he! Pity? None! HE, It, the he, is evility!

Captain Balls, considers humans nothing more than statistical noise, and now applying astounding technological investigatory powers he leaves Captain Roy, Chocolate and LALA Linda alone in the room for a moment. They, understandably are in shock, as everything seems to get worse and more Rabidly, Corvorconian, ! Meanwhile, Captain Balls, follows the scent of Bowlegged LULA who was hiding in the ceiling, he activates his vision backed with infrared vision, he locates her promptly, and the others and forces them to come down out of their ceiling hiding place, escorts them at gun point to the chamber, to reunite with the others!

Now, standing around witnessing this thing as it perpetrates various degrees of horrifying blood thirsty mayhem, are LALA Lindas head, Bowlegged LULA, Gotti GOT, Captain Roy, Chocolate, the blue man, and Kinkeyful Pas'zow the ships mechanic, and Big Jimmy food, one of the engineers! Thats who are alive now! Now! Thats all, all thats left !
They are all standing around in the background, and watch terrified, as he turns his head around 360º degrees to scan them again! What will his scan find in their minds?

Captain Roy , Chocolate, and Gotti GOT, the blue dude, and the others, they all cringe as he looks at them! Chocolate trembles with bodily fear, as women, unconsciously often do, intertwines her slender fingers, and nervously pulls on her long hair, she, terrified, tears flows from her eye, begins to cry!

Captain Balls now begins, firstly he turns looks, his eyes twinkle : POW PAT pat taowwwwwwwwwww WAC wac! He zapped Bow legged LULA, suddenly in the eyeballs, the blasts completely takes the other transvestite, and the others by surprise, as before their eyes her body gets picked up, and thrown against the wall, she falls flat unconscious!
After knocking out Bowlegged LULA, he immediately shoots her from his left blue eye beam, and uses a "Huva," which is basically, a gravity suspension beam, to elevate her unconscious body and carry and place her on a surgical platform bed right next to LALA Linda's.

He then, sends out immediately an brain-probe espionage beam, directly into the center of the brain of LALA Lindas,
Deep into the transvestites head on the tray! Directly into the brain of Lala linda, as her skull with her live brain, lays in the tray in front of him, and taps into her thoughts! Captain Balls, uses a beam Jeab mix probe, syntactically articulator, which is nano processor that reads backscattered frequencies in the brains to translate languages articulatable in the minds frequencies, to get good precedence to expose linguistically access, to thinking and gets to understand
LALA Lindas, interior private patterns of fractolic thinking as she day dreams about her past life and he hears her moaning about past sexual encounters, and remembering, as she thinks, :

WOW! That man had it baby, wow! Turned my ass on! I mean ONNNNNNNNNNN! So many fishes in the sea, Boy, oh boy I am glad to be me! wow! His chest hairs so many! WOW!

She continues moaning and rolling through past experiences, this is her intertactic mind intervening, coming to the rescue, mitigating, obscuring fractal reality time actuality reality that is happening, and in effect inversely, to her Psychological nativism in her and now reality, so, that hired hard wired, or not :

The interial tactile, globelatic environs mind intercedes, fantasizes as a relief mechanism to soften the blows, auto offsetting the horrible events wrapping her in the totality of this surreal horror, she confronts on the upper pychologicality hanger mind vat levels, happening to her corporality!

Her mind accommodations expand retrievals time continuums :

I been lying around to long, way too long, with the dogs in every space station going and cumming, I am dog tired, dogs I like em, but after-while, the drill bit, doesn't have it anymore for me! Same old, same old, dame old, no matter where I go, dam, where, no matter where I go, there I am! There I be! Little old me ! And now, and now, I lay me down to deep for the last time, cut up like sheep by this [BLEEP ] [ BLEEP! ]!

Captain balls hears this man woman, creature, thinking crazily in front of him, and in his processor he decides to turn back on her speech, and says to her very softly, pretending to be nice and sympathetic to her, : You know Captain Balls says to the head laying in the tray :

I like studying and scrutinizing you Lala Linda said Captain Balls, I like you. Really I do!

You like me? You like me, shit boy! You got a funny way of showing it! Shit man, I'll tell you! You cut off my lips, you cut off my body! Put me on a plate, I wind up in refrigerator in the dark, in the cold, no light all night!
And now you tell me, you like me? You like me! You got to be [ BLEEPING ] crazy man! You got to be [ BLEEPING ] crazy! If this is what you do to be people you like, I hate to see what the [BLEEP ] YOU do to people you hate! Goddam man you a crazy mother [ BLEEPING ] cyborg! I mean dam ! Give a break! Give me body! If you like me give me my GODDAM, body back, a new body!

If you like me, give me a GODDAM, body, a brand new spanking clean[ BLEEPING ] ONE TOO! Shit,

yelled out Lala Linda!

Why would you want one of the inferior things is beyond me! I can understand if you requested a Robot body, very well, I promise nothing precisely as you ask, but, in the name of scientific experimentations! Very well, I'll see what I can do, says Captain Balls!

Captain Balls , thinking to himself, says : Now in my previous experiment, my creatures, they were like children to me, Zombie children, they killed off most of the crew by biting them up. Their bodies are lying all around all over the place on the ship, perhaps I can whip one back together and put," LALA Lindas," brain in it, thinks Captain Balls!
But, perhaps pondering it well, thats not a good idea, then the fact that she requested a new body, with all due respect, she has plenary discretion to op for a fresh body, and he knows about the other transvestite, Bow legged LULA, he instantly decides to hit her in the head with a knock out beam, and uses her body, to try another yet another experiment, to see if he can transfer, LaLa Lindas mind into Bow legged LuLas!

This would be, interesting interdisciplinary Project! An ambitious project temptingly challengingly for me, Hmmmmm. . . .

ponders Captain Balls intuitively, he now uses
his don , his power, his beam, His beam is more than a beam it is the agglomeration of wonder, the ability to mystify, to mystify and modify something drastically or slightly at his whim.

And now he drives his eyes beams, with the motion of his eyes to trigger molecular change!

And thats the aspect of the meditational powers of his beams. when you study it you see, how he does it, he is really re interpreting reality as he wants, and now using his beams he recreates effects, taking the reality of the remains of LALA Linda mind, and expressing the symbolism of her mind and extracting it and transporting her life's essences of her mind and injecting it into another person, that person will be Bow Legged LULA body,

Intuitively to start my mind intra mind investigatory explorations right into the head of a transvestite, thinks Captain Balls! Lala Linda, before I cut up her body to study, she was in a state of transition, broader implications without inhibitions, vested dressed, and dressed tight, as a transvestite! Her brain will be interesting to explore fractality, along with her dual sexed mentality, ponders Captain balls smiling, in wonderment at mother natures capacity for complexity ! Really, this will be an opportunity to examine what was making her be she he, in her life prior to me making her uncomfortable with my surgeons sharp knife, in her life's destiny?

The fact is there is an id, and if the code miss read its imperative foreword thinking taking place over time, divisive domestic code radicalization in the original DNA software for cells and every cell on aquistioning a copy of the DNA would develop a mammalian that can fit the bodily criteria of a male but its mental moorings matrix, will be female biased,

The sex of an individual is determined by a pair of sex chromosomes. Females have two of the same kind of sex chromosome (XX), and Males have two distinct sex chromosomes (XY), thus, Sex-determining Region of the Y chromosome or SRY, this classic karyotypes karyotypic fissioning , incredibly efficient, banding pattern, differentiating between the physical characteristics, but its mind perturbation thinking tangentially that is mind blowing to man to be a woman!

Sequentially, can it struggle, once modified, to over come the pre-existing encrypted accidentally inclined mutant mind behaviors imperative, Captain Balls thinks?

I am a woman or I am not!
I am a woman or I am not!
I am a woman or I am not!
Can you identify with that experience, that experience of life? Are you too confused?

Thank god I am robot! Ha, ha, ha, laughs Captain Balls!

What would a man do when he thinks he is a woman too, and truthful, and physical passion too, what they encounter, and what they'll do on a daily basis, and the reasoning of his behavior on life's oasis, and in the ways of being him as her, as he gets himself together and the grounded as self, albeit a hypocritical self?

DNA is a polymer, a long molecule made of smaller polymers chained together in base pairs atoms, the sequencing of it encrypts the DNA of every organic life form in your world, contemplates Captain Balls!

Am I a woman or I am not!
I am a woman or I am not!
Am I a woman or am I not!
Identifying with that experience, is scientifically interesting!
Lets us, admit us, the truth, lets say for the sake of argument you are a transvestite, right LALA linda, and you have within your hands, within your power, to make a fractalic gene code modificational happentantail change, a change, your gene nomadic structurality code for a more normal male female venue standardized common one, wouldn't you? You, if you had [ a ] the time, [ B ] the technology to stop being a Agglomeration identify-able with characteristics of a transvestite wouldn't you?
NO! No way is what LALA Linda might say, ponders Captain balls, because he thinks, it is the only life he she the transvestite entity, knows, is exposed too! However the modalities realities are, thinks Captain Balls! I will re-engineer her, atom by atom, one way or the other, says Captain Balls, smiles, with a evil sparkling mischievous twinkling clint in his eyes!

You got to play with the cards your dealt, till I fix you , ponders Captain Balls looking at LALA Linda's head sitting in the tray before him! Remember, gender is fender bender in the case of LALA Linda!

One of the challenges, I will face if I want to shift genes from A to T, G TO C, will be marked by nuanced Cytogenetics
metamorphosis to try to recode, sexy Androgen insensitivity syndrome conditions, which is at her new codes fractal conception, hierarchical gene inherentencies that made her body, more importantly, made her mind, see things mentally, in male female dualities perspectives, these will make dangerous enablers mind frequencies dysfunctional, when they shouldn't be, and will present risks, possibly hurting the patient as a do all, be all! Perhaps I will wind up creating a mega monster, Captain Balls asks himself, as he weighs pitfalls of the technological options?

EVERY PERK ACTION HAS AN UNDERLYING RATIONAL : [ back action psychological interoperability mind construct, ] THINKS CAPTAIN BALLS to himself!

IF I CAN SUCCEED HERE, I WILL BECOME A GOD!

HA, ha, ha, ha heh heh, he HA, ha, ha, ha heh heh!

HUMANS FEAR GOD, THEY WILL FEAR ME, AS IT SHOULD BE, HA, ha, ha, ha heh heh, he laughs evilly!

If the metrics are not out of line, the layout of the software I chose, must be done fine! That will be a challenge for me! If I could extract that gene polymers responsible for that anomaly code alphabet sequence, and figure out the correct order of its placement, hyper re-fractomentalitationize it, arrange it, and be true to that, and place it back into her head cells, perhaps I could experiment and make something new of her, replace a man who thinks he is a woman!

Fewer things done right! Perhaps I can make a woman who thinks she is man? Perhaps I can change Lala Linda and make her think, and make her think, think, she is man, shouldn't be too hard?
How hard can that be? Lets see, lets see how I do? The ultimate robotic programming excellence, definitive, rambunctiously unmorally ungrounded entity : Captain Balls!

Ha, ha, ha, ha : I will re-write the scrolls of death world codes hubs!
If I fail, if I succeed, you'll know it when you see it, no bailout words of creeds, nothing can take away what I will achieved, laughed the evil Captain Chaplain of Fractolico sticko sicko
Death, as he stands floating in the air, his head looking up at the dark skies there, light beaming out of its eyes, his two arms out stretched, as he licks his chops and burst out laughing madly yelling loudly : nothing can stop me, nothing! :

Ha, ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha, ha ! Ha, ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha, ha !

I will kill babies,

I will kill children!

I will kill!

Captain Balls, it is the id of I who come-'iths : you yours go-'ith!

Ha, ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha, ha ! Ha, ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha, ha !

YES! SI!

Ha, ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha, ha ! Ha, ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha, ha !

I will write the codes in ink!

Think is ink, celestial matrix ink is think, thats all, thats all, . . . Thinking is inked perception linked to a reality, A man is man, a woman is a woman!

A reality of transitorial constructs, fractalized for adaptivity! Thats all think ink is! You do it unconsciously! I do it intentionally, it's programmed in me human too! Ha, ha, ha, ha ! Infallible am I!

Ha, ha, ha! Oh Ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha!

Strength to strength! Minds bent to be bent!

Oh Ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha! Oh Ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha!

This is going to be fun too,

Oh Ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha!

Thinks Captain Balls amusingly, as he flashes a evil, evil big happy look on its face, green dribble foams up at the corner of its lips hungry tips! His eye brows raised high! His eyeballs grow, shine brit, as he begins rubbing his hands excitedly together with all his might, as he gets ready, ready to do another
mischievous experiment event!

ILLs have no quick fix, spills blood dicks!

Oh Ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha!

The challenge is the urgent and the important in the mix,
and her code dug its self in a hole, and lastly the answer to what do proteins do? What do they do not? They are self assembling, nano machines that do not rot, and are involved in every cellular process, and if I change one I change every thing! It will be a successful experiment thinks ambitiously Captain Balls, who knows, no modesty ! Three of the bases in the DNA - are capable of encoding one amino acid of the 20 amino acids, which chained together to make proteins , which make up these humans!

My goal if I decide to take on this experiment in mutantology, will be dauntingly challenging! I love it! I love the challenge, the bigger the better, he says to himself, as he smiles thinking of the complexity! Complexity is not a problem for him, he knows, his processors are more than a match in efficiency!

Such is dynamic experiments parameters issues, what we are witnessing! What is coming to fruition right before us is the impossible made possible!

[ "Dangerous is the time in the time line, of the fractolic mind, particularly essentially a celebrity of one, Captain Balls, who possesses none!" ]

What, what, what was it? What was this machine called Captain balls trying to do, attempting to do, he was attempting to do radical Fractolic Mutantology transformation molecularly, manifesting genomic cells, DNA transcouresively in the head from one human being to another, that person was now the subject of this incredible experiment!

In effect, the transferal of a mind into another mind, and to do this he shot a beam again from the top of his head, and shot trough the levels of the ships decks once more, and back into the ships atomic core, so it could extract its power more, so that the force needed to oscillate the atoms would be accessed readily, and shift the path of integration of one minds reality state, to be confiscated by another, by the brother of madness Captain Balls!

He with out a heart!
He with outré a mind! He created by mankind!
He, without saying one word, Steps, steps, steps up closer to her, struck a match and lit her on fire! A single strain of her hair on fire, her whole head of hair burst into flames, LALA Linda screamed out insane :

Ow you're hurting me! I thought you said you like me?
Yayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! OMG! You Bitch [ BLEEP ] [BLEEP ] YOU MOTHER [ BLEEP ] [BLEEP ][ BLEEP ] [BLEEP ][ BLEEP ] [BLEEP ][ BLEEP ] [BLEEP ] YOU GODDAM BIG [ BLEEP ] [BLEEP ]! STOP! WTF! [BLEEP ] PUT IT OUTTTTTTTT! Ow! Owwwwwww!YA,YAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, noooooooooooooooono ya,ag ooooooo!
OH OMG! No oooooooooooooo OW, Ow owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww oooooooooooooooo! HOLY SHIT! Ow, Ow!owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!

Yayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! OMG! you Bitch [ BLEEP ] YA,YAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, noooooooooooooooono ya,ag ooooooo

[ 2 ]

All this was happening, all this was happening in front of them, the last surviving members of the crew as they watched shell shock at the outrage in disgust and in awe, of what they saw, was the initial stages of

" The mind disengagement process," carried out by Captain balls!"

[ The mind disengagement process]

The mind disengagement process is one that a molecular beam process focuses on the locational region of, The Mind Vat, which is of combinations of transmissive boundary conditions brain watery chemical soups, plus its bio electrical conduit chemicals, which once laser high temperatures and pressures beamed activated, it can be filtered out using any number of techniques, kind of similar to the likes of ancient processes which comparative, is done analogous to an aero jell, which it adheres to like a bonding agent, after removing The Mind Vat, it is molecularly transferred super fast, to the location of another pre-existing mind vat, in the body of another, what is known as mind body vehicle, such as what the human body, specifically the brain aura electricity current, currently is utilized for, and nudged in adaptifying its transcendence metamorphism molecularities wave properties propagating it's oscillating proprietorship storages of low level electricity frequencies, accordingly, to its new vehicles home hydrotography boundary compliant parameters, where it continues to function as an invisible thinking machine, proprietarily thinking as an independent entity unhindered! ]

as so he caught the vaporizing escaping mind, grabbed
the aura like glue, used it too, as the screaming head of LALALinda burned dead, turning orange, then red, went quitting quiet still, and dead, dead ill, he care nort, self taught,
undaunted carried on like a song, sing out loud he sang, singing." till death due us part! . . . till death due us part! " HA, HA, HA, HA he laughed heartily! " HA, HA, HA, HA " HA, HA, HA, HA " HA, HA, HA, HA !

The augmented super power of Captain Balls eyeball-beams were driving, exponentially, the atoms white hotohatmolectricsisical metamorphic power factor, penetrating simultaneously both, LALA Lindas mind, and underlying upper and lower levels chamberic mind vats prevailing mind profile of Bow Legged LULA episodically mitigating her mind, changing everything about them as separate individuals and joining them into one bond mind vehicle fantastically!

Captain balls stood there floating upward slowly hovering in the air, where his beams shot out at them everywhere, and you could hear his mad laugh,

" HA, HA, HA, HA HA, HA, HA, HA HA, HA, HA, HA ."

Now looking at the burning head, the room was full of light red, full of smoke you choked, glowed! " HA, HA, HA, HA he laughed heartily! "

HA, HA, HA, HA " HA, HA, HA, HA " HA, HA, HA, HA !

It was incredible to watch! Unbelieveble! For a person with empathy, feelings, it would make you cry! To LALA Linda she he die!

" OH HA, HA, HA, HA HA, HA, HA, HA HA, HA, HA, HA HA, HA, HA, HA !

It is an astonishing thing to see! Intentioned murder by death you see! All for sake of Fractal Brain Mutantology metamorphic experimentationally! The fire, the fire, the fire engulfed her head, guttered it! Heated her eyeballs till they popped, like popcorn!

" HEH HEH OH, HA, HA, HA, HA HA, HA, HA, HA HA, HA, HA, HA HA, HA, HA, HA !

He kept chuckling as her skin melted off! Her mind ripped out from its bearings! She he spoke no more!

Astonishing, as the brite white yellow and pink flashing lights, spiraling like crazy branches of white, white, white jagged lines of electricity, reached out every where, reached out everywhere, reaching like the scary long white glowing fingers of a spider web gone mad, from white, red, to blue beams, do . . . . the beams brite glowing evilly from his eyes come through, coming out sizzling crazily out of the eye of Captain Balls,

" HEH HEH OH, HA, HA, HA, HA HA, OH YEAR, OH HA, HA, HA HA, HA, HA, HA HA, HA, HA, HA !

Captain Balls,
who, setting alight, up their bodies, with might, raw power technological autocracy right, into their heads turning left and right, till they turned blood red, as these corporality's mental command invisible centers, extrapolates, recombobulates the recesses of their inner minds! That said : NO! no! Its a black mystery, that turns white, it was not enough, not enough, madness, jumps out at the man and woman fluff, who sleeps not, as their minds raped, trapped, takes flight!

ALL!

ALL!

Hear ye, hear ye, the force speaks to thee, All this was happening, all this was happening NOW, NOWwwwwww! In front of them, the head burning, the evil, the last surviving members of the crew, the last surviving alive ones who knew of the crew, as they watched shell shock, their hearts pounding too! Unable to believe, believe what their eyes told them was true, and in awe, and in aweeeeeeee! They watched what they saw, but didn't want to more, in discord, this gore, all this and more was taking place, in this fractal doomed ship of a place! This fractal doomed ship! This place displaced! BEWARE you who are there!
Beware!

[ 3 ]

NOW!

NOW! Now the room was alight with flashing fractal lights suddenly the body of Bow legged LULA began to change, its corporailty re-arranged Captain Balls noticed it, so did everybody else too, and he said :

Does not compute, does not compute, me, made an error? I refute! Refute to compute! Does not compute, no, no . . . never the less accept I will, because I have too, the Probalistic automaton quantum finite transitional matrixes which to me, are subsets in unforecasetability reality accomodateable computationally!

Seems I made an error in my calibration mathematically, its an impossibility. Infallible am I, infallible am I, so whats occurring now, has to be a cosmic anomaly, nothing more, more, a unforeseen, serendipitous obtuse freakish perturbation oddity, algorithmic variant iteration functioning state, nothing more, it can be nothing more. . . . an oddity,
epic scabishity, . . . epic scabishity
math, comes from the gods, it can be nothing more. . . it can be nothing more. . .

he said in a low dubious voice full of doubt, and concern, as he for the first time in its existence, it had self doubt, as to its infallibility mathematically over humanity! There are those who think their math is so perfect, nothing remotely can rivals their thought processors mathematically! His eyes got whiter, rotated rapidly grew large, then small, and glowed with anger!

As the girls body changed in to supermans size body, bulging with muscles, it glowed white the branches of electricity burst from it and engulf every thing, and every one instantly, in one bright fog light beam, and this beam, it wasn't coming from Captain Balls it seemed! Then what was, was not, but a Shehoba event,

[ 4 ]

A "She hob a," in galactic parlance refers to an event immersed in the astronomical fractal time shifts applications, to give you an simplificational idea of what that means, you have to think, and understand what living in fractal space-time is! Time and its monitoring and its policing is not yours, the place you're at, that place is not yours forever! You are sitting, laying down, standing on a piece of landscape, the landscape might be yours cause you paid for it, but it does not belong to you, it belongs to the Universe too!
And it can take it back anytime it wishes, it does not have to ask you or your silly governments!
And there in, is the explanations, sin!
In other words we are using the childs princible, which is ,"where you are, you will not be for long," principle applies, Now scientifically, when you augment theoretically stationary confluences of
places in fluxed reformulational Fractal time shifts, digitally the place you occupied is now occupied by someone else in time! Extrapolatively mind dethoughtatic fractic dual mental chambericazationed,
stratified deferiantiated but, by degrees of the of the iterations coded mind intertwined with retrievable memory to bring past time sensations, time memory specific, be that remembering old sounds, songs, musically
that reminds one of its youthful past, in a specific time ringing believable reality, cognizant, as if one is re-living the past now, or as it is loosely termed in galactic parlance, " ho-hommmba! or in english, its translated as ,"Time Travely," as a inter mind generational reality, that is true, but brings back memories anew, sensors of smell, time, weather, and body state feelings, that bring back feelings, feelings of the past be that of ones youth, for example! Thus, other," time travely," examples, some people can do it, when they smell something and it reminds them of a time, and it will transport them mentally to the time they first smelled a certain aroma or perfume of a young woman, they were attracted to, for the first time they saw them and see them in their mind anew!

Interesting how the mind functions, with de-petrification of memories, heretofore thought dead and buried forgotten rotten, but are not!
Yet, the minds parabolic thought paradigms, boundaries are boundaries, but not too time proof! Not at all, not at all!

Sounding like invisible echoes on the ancient everlasting fractals walls halls!

They are pregnable! For example, beam focusing on past memory retrievals, in compacted fossilized gene vaults, hijack-able, to reveal second and third generational buried memories ancestral in fractal nature, so that observers can decipher past thoughts, travel back in time inter-generationally using genomic code deciferation! In the future, as you will experience,

[ The past thoughts of grand papa, and grand mama are not, not safe at all from us! ]

Especially iterations of Fractal Time, the most powerful types of time! And thats what has happened as a nuanced, assertable predicated force, has extracted the persons witnessing this event, and all the accompanying elements molecularly out of the ship digitally and transferred them! Where? You will find out momentarily! ]

Suddenly everyone reappeared on rocky barren world landscape, and there, where BowLegged LULA was before, she was no more but in her place, distinguishable was a big, black shadow! A big black shadow, shaped like a strange looking man, A big huge shadow that grew, and grew ever larger, then suddenly, inside of it, appeared what looked like tiny atomic stars, tiny atomic stars, whirling around and around in it, the push drive vorticity forces its, shadow to become a pseudovectored amorphous organic matter cloud body field, to brink, to twist, spinning, its rotates fast, its power seems like it will fore-ever last, like the uncontrolled winds of a mad eyed, storm, with its varied myriads of particicals clearly visible, twice as mean angular velocity vibrabrating, the integrity of the center of this mass, this black mysterious thing, ever immergent growing thing in front of them! And, and if that was not enough pure hortoriconian horror, coming out of it was strange noises humming in the air, scary sounds there! Like the pounding of a heart, but this pounding sounded like this :

wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee : uggune eeeee … uggune … uggune … uggune eeeee… uggune eeeee … uggune … uggune … uggune eeeee… wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee : uggune eeeee … uggune … uggune … uggune eeeee… uggune eeeee … uggune … uggune … uggune eeeee… wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee : uggune eeeee … uggune … uggune … uggune eeeee… uggune eeeee … uggune … uggune … uggune eeeee…

seemingly like a Fractal pattern of a mysterious code! But what it means nobody knows!

Captain Balls yelled at it, demanding to know if this anomaly was the molecular reincarnation, manifesting, as LALA linda or Bowlegged LULA coming to take revenge on him :

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.11

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

LALA Linda is that you?

He yelled, but no answer came, this time he asked screaming :

Fractal Bowlegged LULA is that you? Is that you?

But no answer came too! The air crackled with electricity followed by silence, but then, in the sky, up above them, suddenly, a noise came from far way above them! Rocking the heavens, as Captain balls, raised his head to look up, just as a white thin needle sized beam came out nowhere, zooming down slamming into him : KAPOW! It bashed into his head, dead center in his eyes, penetrating his head! The powerful blow, gave off a white light that flashed as it crashed down on him, knocking him over with such force he coughed up hot metal, and he keeled over backwards flying crashing, BOOM, into a stone wall behind him! He got wedge into it like a deaded headed nail in soft wood!

Then all of sudden, a thunderous roar shook the heavens above them! The ground shook too, as Captain Roy and the others, got frightened, and couldn't tell what, what was happening! They bolted running! They dashed off crazily, and ran for cover behind some big boulders! but there was no safety on this world! None! The ground shook again, harder this time, and Captain Balls, climbed out of the rocks, got to its feet, raised his arm up pointing his finger at the black shadow, and angrily yelled at it!

Who are you?

Who are youuuuuuu?

Who are youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu? Who are you, I demand to know,

he yelled, and his voice echoed off the mountain walls? Captain Balls got no answer. He looked and watched, and looked some more, but the thing he saw grew menacingly more, larger! Was it getting ready to settle some scores? Do anomalies settle scores, no only animals and humans do, but there is always a first time true, and there it was, this thing in front of him, that baffled him. The shadow morphed in to the shape of a giant man, as only a strange shadow can!

A strange shadow mysterious thing was manifesting, right in front of him. It was no a freak, no? It was no Human, no? And it was nort, about thinking to go! It was there, there for a purpose, every one wanted to know? Captain Balls wanted to know? He was not fearful though, but defiant, simultaneously visibly concerned, if not confused by its tele presence, perturbationalising normal space time, into altered time, turning that into a surreal reality, out of range, out of his control, and that, he didn't like it one bit, and showed it! The shadow of the man thing got up off the floating table, got on to its own two feet, and had the appearance of some sort of man. It carried no visible arms, no weaponry could be seen or detected, but that doesn't mean anything, deadly technology can be disguised as anything, anything at all, as Captain balls knows only to well. The shadow took a step forward, and as soon as it that, one could tell, observe, it seemed to be struggling to walk forward, as if, as if it had walked into a fluid turbulent force tunnel, a great wind was rigorously blowing it back, back as if it was , as if it had a ton of distortional gravitational force pulling and pushing on it, to move backwards, as if time wise it was counter synchronizationed out of time dimensionally! It, was here but not here!

Now Captain Balls watched, analyzed this , his faced grew visibly concerned, it was something about this thing the way it was moving, he couldn't guess, he couldn't guess what, exactly it was, that was happening, but he thought some how his experiments, short circuited into existence, some kind of life form, anomaly manifestation, and one way or another he would have to find a way to send it back into the black mattered dimensions, from whence it came!

The science of study of behavior or physiological functioning, intra-transformational mind to mind implantation electronics, is as always subject to risks reward anti ratios -objectionality!

No matter how much experience a skilled practitioner has, re-scope-ing passive molecular mind idled data, into active data, characteristically and by the very nature, recoding the DNA, re-patterned, arresting the prescient electrical
insatiable dynamism, of the network communicative frequency systems, plus audaciously re-webbing the patterns of the code methodologies, then
recoding gene centric molecularity electronically with bastions of vortortic atomicatisities algorithmic injections mind conduit iterations interventions, willfully past known boundaries though uncharted areas, even when the axiomatic mathematical derivations in probability theory, equations, are solid "mathematically sound" provable foundationally, and its workflow performs as calibrated , great, but one has to except the probability of a possible event such as a radical fractal malignant code, dual dimensional element malfunction!
Space sentient mind extraction historically is strewn with equivocal and contradictory findings.

Now it seems thats exactly what Captain Balls is up against!

He faces the challenge of finding out what went wrong when he tried to combine the electrical mind vat fields profiles energies of LALA Linda, and Bowlegged LULA together into one!

Into one?

He goes over in his head instantly, combing out, scanning billions and billions upon trillions of codes sequences, quickly again, and again, the steps he exercised in the event timing experiment! He is fascinated by the sum of the intra detailed particulars furnished, and the difficulty conundrumality of it, questioning himself, who he considers infallible, and sub sequentially questions : was it the manifold electrical phase bias, to engage in mind centric stimuli that prior nuero precedences have been widely used to induce
random flux, equational density
intensity in his beams, triggering possible overload, reaching vivisection capacities restraints mathematically? Did that, did that, tip the scales atomically atom wise? Captain Balls, was earnestly, trying to figure what it was

that went wrong in his brain-computer interactions, his espionage beam that he deposited, promulgated a high frequency electromagnetic transmitter, it was a working radio like transmission center, and should of flawlessly functioned better,

but, could have been frequency defective, and attract unknown agents dimensionally,

and what could possible trigger this shadow manifestation into existence,

and how it got it to this place dimensionally,
and what its purpose could possible be, but his dilemma was,
no viable logical answer came to him, you see,
other then,
that this crazy thing was the result of his experiments going a rye,
and as a result,
fell in to realms of paranormality, by and by,
demonizing the transvestites spirits, somehow the shadow is a representation of the transvestites come to get revenge, but, is that possible?

Now and how?

Captain Balls, strict pedantic powerful pedagogue processors, are based in Science not voodoo, witch craft, awesome dudeized stupid paranormal Superstitions quack pottery!

But, the fact was he was stupefied, and the very fact of its ambiguity infuriated him intellectually! He didn't want to consider fractolic pseudo paranormal pseudo sciences! But, he knows in his data bases, out of control, there are places in the Universe where whole quadrants are nothing else but fracto surreal realities without rhyme or reason bold, existing like black matter, causality ideas of treason, matter a factly!

Places you don't want to go, or get caught dead in!
Dead in dead in!

Captain Balls was mad in!
Oh yes, he was! Captain Balls was really, really, really mad! A dangerous unrestrained creature he, but now an unknown in the universe something in front of him, be, confronted him, here to knock him down! What was it?
This thing standing?

[ 2 ]

Standing up against vorticized non synchronic time, this thing, this shadow being encroaching a menacing size, growing incrementally, bigger, and bigger still!

Then, be thine mind known nort could clone time, bursts forth shadow black suddenly turn white explosion freakish chaos in this night for before him it cold rose. . . . was it a demon posed, as the heaven shook water land and brook all of the energies in it confluences of mobile compartmentalized kinds of electricity hot white ribbed twisting in vorticity burst into blinding white light, then disappeared, the air was buckling with a vile, corvorconian sense of doom, then suddenly, in its place came another Captain Balls symmetry look alike, came walking out to confront his maker! Its face complexion was the same, as was no doubt his quaternion mind status reign the evility game was the same or was it?
The " inner" or "outer" beings self similar symmetricities often by one tiny iteration falter, and here we see on this night, this mirrored the evil ones alter!

Captain Balls stood opposite Captain balls number two!

Who was who?
One or two? Captain Balls watched himself very very carefully!
Time was tense short brevity fore ever-ty the buck stopped here! The cyborg copy walked up smiling to him but he was not, what did the other know that he did not?
Action, action, no compassion Captain Balls! "BOOM," hauded off a upper up, STRUCK HIM IN FACE, his jawbone fell out of place, flew he did crashed in a wall, instantly he was upon him his copy was, and there we saw in amazement, it began using a new technology, called : Zinehallopts, which are mobile mind controlled displacement power energy punches automationized! Captain balls number one, was shocked, his nemeses Captain balls number two told his fists to punch, and his fist separated, sub-divided into hundred of fists, and began beating the hell out of Captain balls, beating him, in the face, head, and body, faster and harder so many, many times faster than the eye could see! Captain Ball fell down crashing into the rocky ground, bouncing up and down like a dead cat bouncing in misery, victim of the heretofore unknown to him, new technology! His head crashed down with a thud, he had no blood, no blood, to bleed cyborgs don't bleed, instead his molecularities rest shapes ran upon the ground like brite yellow boiling liquid hot piss, with steam rising violently from it!
"BOOM," number two hit him again! Captain balls laid out flat like a frying pan, out of his discombobulated boiling soup of molecularity, he raised up his melting face and managed to say:

You, you don't know who or what your playing with, you don't, you don't know me, you don't know me, I am a bomb, you see, and if, if you continue I will be provoked and explode myself and you will be destroyed too!

The shadow, hauled off and whack him hard, BOOM," Captain Balls, he got hit again, and his nemeses, looked down at him, shaking his head, and said smiling ,

Rather than fight me, you'd take the cowards way out, and blow your self up you transvestite!

What?

You [ BLEEPING ] sissy, get up and fight me like a man, you coward! Don't even think of taking the easy way out, by running away and blowing self up like a big sissy baby! And beside, by the way, I forgot to mention, I took away your bombs trigger, go figure! ha, ha, ha, ha, laughed, the shadow double, coldly!

What?

Who, who the hell are you?

I am the one thats gone beat your ass! Jack Ass!

Youuuu, It's you?

he asks, as he should, beaten back down a thousand times, in the night by a stranger that could!
So, in life comes strife, and now all bets are off, as high in the heavens above the strange shadow man, the strange look a like twin of Captain Balls! We hear an explosion, KA-PLUMMMMmmmm! ka plummmmm, the sounds of a huge thunder clap, CRACK! As it burst, down, in the form of lightening, zapping the Captain Balls twin look a like man, engulfing him in pure white hot electricity, now he then, explodes, the Captain Balls number two turns back into a black shadow, then all of a sudden, his entity explodes, again, BOOM, turns yellow, turns into a brite blinding white light, the shock waves of white flashes, its body shatters into a thousand flying pieces, out comes a strange figure, revealing that underneath that disguise, was the powerful figure of the Zozo, Zotocon, hiding from our eyes, . . . all this time! The Zozo, the enemy of evil, come to kill the bo-weavel, Captain balls!

Now his presents is felt,
Now his power revealed,
Now he lifts up his mighty fist towards the sky, clenches it, and gathering all his power into one mind focused point, ratcheting it up, unable to contain himself, he screams out yelling loudly enough to wake the dead through out the galaxies, his echoes roar throughout space as he yells :

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO molecular I am!The ZOZO Zotocon!

And brings his fist down , " Da BOOM," crushing in the head of Captain Balls! He raises it again, and yells

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO molecular I am! The ZOZO Zotocon!

and slams it down again, " Da BOOM," the sky turns white, then black, and white again several times fast, as you hear the sounds of scary loud menacing lightening roll bouncing crazily in the heavens as the molecularities vibrate, shock wave occilates, and Captain balls . . . .

falls, falls, back down into the mud, with a thud! And what he was is no more. He was all smashed up, washed up, looking like a diseased little sore, as the Zozo Dragged him off the shore of time, to pay for his crimes, as everything went black in the night.

So it was, So it was, that night on a virtual planet the Zozo Zotocon, created, the survivors , all the survivors of that little ship could remember, the night Jack Sawed off, the Zozo Zotocon, came riding in molecularly to a cosmic nights revery to rescue, ending Captain Balls ball game, and his silly claim to fame!

So it was, So it was . . . what had happened as . . .

The ZoZo did enter dimensionally, using his flowing inter time mind technology, and arrived and quickly assessing the situation: He had disguised himself as both a mind protonic mind projection, fluctuating shadow and a hyperbolican copy of Captain Balls, and used his mirrored imagery as a tool, to gain time, to fool, to confuse the evil Captain Balls, momentarily, while his galactic incoming dimensional beam, chronologically had time to self stabilize, and re-assemble him atom by atom, enabling him to disassemble the codes of the BOMB man, and throw a virtual planet,

displacement holographical field net sheer sphere around, to grab him and capture him, molecularly, so he could return Captain Balls, back to the space quadrants belonging to the Ba'girmadogana Empirical Federation, where he was made! It is there, that they created many cybernetic series products! This particular one, Captain Balls, was of special interest to the scientists, because of an randomized error in its algorithms that made him more sophisticated than it's peers, bringing it close to consciousness, and independence!

This deviant, line of products he was made from, was recalled, but he took upon himself, and independently decided to make a run for it! Captain Balls, escaped, flew the coup, to the badlands of," Shagasure," as a rebel, so it could escape capture, no one knew how or where it went up untill now!
Thanks to the ZoZo Jack Saw-off, this algorithmic mistake, that was casting a evil funeral pall, over this part of space, this demon, this dangerous interstellar galactic criminal master mind, is finally off the space fabric streets and portals corridors of space time!

So, this time in space there is good news! Captain Balls was a Cyborg bomb fabrication production anomaly, its processors had self regenerated, re writing it codes restraint profiles, unlocking its can do and cannot do profile files and flaws, this is why he is being brought back to be studied and the companies scientist will shut down its processors, dis-engaging them, cause he is considered just too dangerous, too evil, to exist!

Now, Jack Sawed Off, this guy, this Zozo, got savvy, he knows what he is doing, and re initializes a time flow shift and all the surviving members , their molecularies are re assembled back safely back on board the ship he extracted them from, now The Zozo Zotocon, speaks to them :

Sorry, guys, it took me a longer time, to get here, and once here I couldn't let you know about it, but now I've got the bad guy in cold storage, his days of scabishity freedom are over! I am taking him back!
I got to tell you, you guys are lucky, I know living with this [ BLEEP ] guy, had to be like living inside a twisted, hortoriconian horror SANATORIUM!
This guys is really mad! His circuits are bizarre, bizerk, big time!

And you Captain Roy, ticko, ticko,
Check it out, you didn't fool the Commanding heights one bit,

What?
asked roy?

You know what the hell I am talking about, that little trick, using your pops I.D., Doctor Heavenly, he
is one of several [ Medical Herundos ] and you know what you did, you stole, you stole Doctor heavenly's passwords to break into the system to call for help. Well, the only reason you got us to listen to you was your description of the bomb entity! We knew who it was, alright, it was a rebel excapee, and cause we had a priority warrant out for his arrest and capture, besides, he was a recalled defective product, and the corporation wanted it back, simple as that! This space dude, was not, how should I say," low hanging fruit!"

He was definitely high priority, but, the thing was, finding the son of a bitch!
It was, harder than finding" a big hole, in a little hole in the wall that does have any," if you ticko me? See the scientist dudes think, he's got a virtual treasure trove of things in its processors data bases, they think, they could find it useful algorithmetly! So they want him, now they got him! Thanks to you!

Holy shit, you knew?

Hell year! Little that we don't! Sure as I am standing here! Ticko! But, like they say, dude, it was a lucky," To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet," happy day moment for every body!

Captain Roy looked at him, and looked confused by it all, and slowly gazing down at the floor thought out loud :

Maybe, perhaps, I, I was hoping for a miracle, maybe we were just asking for too much!

But then the Zozo Jack sawed Off, said something to him reassure him,

Check it out ticko, old ancient saying goes something like this : " Blessed is he who desires nothing, not one thing, disappointed he will not be, by life's treachery. " now you can chew on that bone, ticko,
for a while, baby! Ha,ha, ha, laughs the Zozo, Jack Sawed Off!

The Zozo radio back to his base, and told them what happen and said the

Case Captain Balls cyborg bomb man, case number T8852-xbDs-p809, is now officially closed, said the Zozo Jack Sawed Off. I am coming home!

TIME: now 15:35 pm : and 30 seconds,

as he activates beam departure, the air fills with the crackle of brite white electricity, then a bubble shaped light glows enveloping the man,

Captain Roy, he was lucky! He got hold of the Zozo Zotocon, and got him, to come and rescue him, out of desperately hopeless situation.
Now, the one, the bad one, the evil spirit, of Captain balls, falls! He was out witted, out thought, out powered, cowered, placed in box, reduced down to the size of nano speck, you could hardly see, inside, a tiny container inside Jack Sawed Pocket!
The Zozo you see! He captured him, or it however you'd like to call the cyborg bomb being! The Zotocons, job done, he radios, back to Central commanding heights, and begins the initiation of beam departure, to return back with his prisoner!

He gives one last look at the Captain Roy and he crew, and turns his back and walks away from them as he prepares to take off!
He'll be gone, but not forgotten! As long as there is a moon in the sky, They'll always remember this guy, the rescue man, the mighty molecular ZOZO Zotocon fighter, Jack Sawed Off!

Then suddenly they felt the air temperature dropping down getting cold fast, then it got real hot, as the Zotocon started to glow, and turn into a brite ball of white light, as loud sounds of booming, popping electricity sounds, were heard rocking the walls of the ship. It was incredible, the sounds you could see in colors, they were pulsating crazily! They were all visible and swarmed around bouncing off the walls, in light blue and white, with white thin, twisting, vorticating electricity ribs, that twisted, sparked brightly, and danced around him like a ball, sounding like a roaring tornado! As he, the the ZOZO lion in the night, let go a loud shout inside the brite light, and you could hear him yell for the last time, as he took off

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO The molecular. I am The Zozo, Zotoconnnnnnnnnnnn!

His voice trailed off echoing as he disappeared!
The lights flashed rapidly, on, off faster and faster, amidst the crackle of electricity, and then in an instant disappeared, and he and the flashing lights were gone!

And so, every thing in the room returns back to normal again, as Captain Roy shakes his head in disbelief at what just transpired. He and Chocolate, Gotti, the blue man, known as Dooovof'comwonder, and Jimmy food, and Pinkey are the lone human survivors on board, beside his eight robot hoods! And now they will take the next few days to dispose of all the dead crewmen, who didn't make it, they'll whole a mass grave type space funeral and send off the bodies in space, with some semblance of dignity, and hopefully grant their lost souls some solace, after this tragedy, that had befallen them! It is said: to the dead, they gaze into the oceans of never ending space, no matter what their race, and wade cold into its waters, groping for the vesper of spaces eternal peace, and a final resting place!

And afterwards, they'd dedicate some time, to fixing and cleaning back up the ship!

[ 3 ]

Meanwhile

Doctor Heavenly, who was still traveling on one of the Ba'girmadogana Government corporation Ships, sat back relaxed, as he continued telling the fateful story, he learned about it from the vids, Roy sent to him! It was a strange tale indeed!
He was telling the strange story to his other son, Double-boy, and his lady companion Madame Sonorjeena Arch Bliss, and Double-boys friend DuShuney, and they all wondered what Roy would do now! Because according to videos this story was by no means over!

Dr. Heavenly looked sad as he pondered and thought of his lost son, Captain Roy's, fate, and he said, sadly : Well, he sighed, well my thoughts are with you, Roy, where ever you are in the voids and waves of the Galactic sea, may you rest in peace, my departed son, he said, belatedly!

He continued re-telling the stories Roy told him of in the videos, he sent to him on the federation cruiser ship!

Doctor heavenly and his younger son Double boy, his friend Dushuney. and Miss bliss, all sat around him, as he recounted yet another phase of his sons last journey!

DoubleBoy shook his head, he was totally befuddled by it all, and said :

I am lost! Why did he do the crazy stuff he did, he knew the stuff, he was doing was dangerous! He was an Archeologist! Gee! He could of had a nice quiet safe long lived life, working in a laboratory! He'd be alive today! Its so nuts! I don't get it at all?

Well, you got to figure he might of had a change of mind, you know, maybe, you know, like in school, you think you like stuff, but once your grad, and are in it, well, heck, and, now felt it was boring, or something? Heck? Who knows

Who knows says his friend, Du Shuney curiously!

Year,

replied Doubleboy sounding depressed: But, he didn't have to become a rebel tomb raider
Why did he do it Papa, asked Doubleboy? Why did he choose to live dangerously!

Doctor Heavenly, who is himself in no way shape or form an angel, no wall flower, and a high roller in his own secreted daredevil life, he Intimated strongly, offering this interesting tit bit and insight, and gems for thought :

I dare say, the love, the love of danger, and dangerous thinking is one proclivity I have, one of my weaknesses! Its like a kind of playground, that to me does sway! Perhaps Roy, perhaps, unfortunately, he got that grimmer kiss of the underworld life, from me? I don't know? We are all precariously unbalanced! Can we be comfortable? With our selves ? For . . . for the long term I guess , yes! But, whats critical here,

The ways, the ways of life are not what you think, my son! We cannot stay removed from that which we share called life! No way! Do not be fooled! Each day is a day, but each day is like no other, and what makes one brother happy makes another brother bored and sad! It is the way of the world!
And worse still what we enjoy today, we someday might not enjoy! We, and our taste and likes change over time, and what we do to make our selves happy today, will no doubt, will change and be different in what we 'll do to make ourselves happy tomorrow!

From your own lips one day my son, you will say I used to like him, I used to like her, I used to like doing such and such a thing, but not anymore, as you pass through times door! Time, its time that changes us! All these things we take for granted are not fixed! Not forever, this room, this ship we're traveling on, maybe they will last a long time, but maybe a minute from now you, and I, all of us will not be here! Time, fractal time changes all, but people, all people change too, as the world changes around them!

And so far as Roy, is concerned, its hard to question what one man does or doesn't do, see, listen my son:

You asked me, why did your brother choose a dangerous life?
It made him happy! The ways of man are mysterious! You cannot fight what makes you happy, even when that what makes you happy is bad, and might cause your death! It is the truth! We don't like the truth!
The truth is not meant to be liked, it is meant to be known, it is meant to accepted! Like death! Bitter is the pill! Bitter is the life! Enjoy of it what you can, cause you don't know whats coming around the bend!

Suddenly, Miss bliss who has been sitting listening silently, seemed to wake up her sleepy head, and interjected, with her two cents worth of advice, in a low barely audible whisper to DoubleBoy, who was seated a few feet away from her next to his dad! :

Pretty Boy, DoubleBoy, DiD you know, did you ever hear this, that there are certain insects, after making love, the female eats the male?

What said Doubleboy, curiously, his two eyes suddenly grew large and popped wide open, as he looked at her, on hearing this stunning comment? He couldn't help himself again, as he lost control of his eyes, as they shifted, fell down looking at her big gorgeous busom, as he heard her telling words, and they stuck like a hot thorn, in his mind, what she said about making love, then getting eaten by the female! What signal was she sending to him, he thought? It struck him so wildly curiously, and he couldn't help, but blurt out the question :

WHY?

How the hell do I know? It makes her happy! Girls like to be happy! Happy girls, mean happy worlds! Do what makes you happy, and mine your business in life, and remember, you don't got to give a dam what others think or say about you, do what makes you happy, and what you think, and you'll be fine, little man! Ha, ha, ha, laughs Miss Bliss!

[ 4 ]

Meanwhile, a little later, after everybody, was having some more tea and refreshments, Doctor heavenly continues with the interesting Fractal time story,

It seems that back on the ship, after The Zozo, left, and after Captain Roy, got himself back together, and got to familiarize himself a little better with all the new members of his crew including, one of special interest to him. The strange quiet blue man, known as Dooovof'comwonder!

He was not human, Captain Roy, was!
Its weird, but, hard of hearing to the truth, are we all, ecstatic, but whether human or not, creatures of space, all seem to have this in common! They, one way or another, seek to better themselves, taking advantage of the deceased, by plundering their graves, their caves, the catacombs, the holy tombs of once, high, and mighty, revered kingdoms, and their, holy most on high, inhabitants! After the passage of ancient rulers of long ago, after the ages whisk by so and so, and memories become dull, and slip, and get old, subside, after thousands of thousands of years, newer generations, in the arrears, make fun of them, pester, badger their honor, compare what was once openly considered luxury of yesteryear, to that of their now! How? One, wants to take more than just a peek, into some rich Kings and Queens, or their offsprings lives, and, graves, and due justice, properly, and vandalize it, bare!
Genes! It's not where you've been, its where you're going! Driven by what? Genes!
It is nothing new and certainly not rare! Tomb Raiders genes, could be in anyone out there!

No remains remaining are exempt, exempt by the nosey, and secrets although it may be, the hidden treasures of the Goddrooomatt'ah are no exception, you see!

[ 5 ]

The tomb, of Goddrooomatt'ah, Is beyond danger, its sovereignty, its administerability! A warning beacon of death, This world, this planet called, Mizaieyetit'paravigeggods! , was conceptually, large capped in underwater, and above water deep dark mysteries!

As it happens, this planets internal hot molten core, and its, volcanic dynamics chained skill sets of forces, and accelerating pressures, puts into play, massive powerful continental land shifts behaviors, that over time, changes everything about this world, every thing!

Thus, it has huge, huge sections of its rugged landscapes, that periodically sink, down deep below the planets watery surface, and then slowly, thousands of years later, move again, only this time, rise up above its vast oceans of blue seas and oceans, to assert it self again, proudly, as giant mountains that strings themselves like beads on a necklace, from horizon to horizon! Its natural native populations adaptivity biology, flexibly, lent themselves by nature to be able to live in and out of water! This dual biological specie adaptivity, produced ranges, of multiple sub-pieces, one of which is where, the Blueman Dooovof'comwonder came from!

Long is his people history, both under and above the seas, and when one looks at him and studies his appearance carefully, Comwonder, his skin is blue in color, true, but also, you can see his bodies appearance possesses gills and fish fins and large webbed hands and feet, and the small inclined head that he has, is slightly kind of humanoidic, but definitely fish like, at the same time!
When deep, in the planets past, the southern most mountain ranges, called the Berri'vidy'sas, were high above ground, thats where, there were vast Empires located, and ruled by powerful kings, who considered them selves, not just King of both, the heavens and the earths, but, all the Universe! The king called Da Da Diieydoht'ka, the Yiiega God of Fire, was known for his sharp memory, and to help him rule, he had Leacofoucesses, which were magical elders who bestowed their wisdom to him, to help address all his dictatorial networks systems efficiencies, be they political, governmental, military or social! He ruled during the Sunbrite Fufidohongbing times, survived several challenges to his absolute rule by marauding armies, which he vanquished unmercifully!
He built a final resting place made of Ma'dunhi white crystals, where he, according to their beliefs, would ride the royal magical yellow,Yeti skulless fubatta dogs, and ride them, flying way up to his home in the Sun after his death, and it was said, King Da Da Diieydoht'ka, the Yiiega God of Fire, laid down a law, the curse of the Goddrooomatt'ah !

And had his mighty holy big spirit, summon a special invincible warrior slave called Mabenzhappas, that would guard his grave, and all his tomb treasures! He had one visitor, Mabenzhappas, who was a stranger from the stars, who was that slave, and the king it was said, bestowed on this stranger, a magic that gave him eternal life, and the job of the Mabenzhappas, was to guide him and guard his tomb forever, sanctify it, and curse with death all intruders who violate the holy sanctity of his tombs palace throughout all eternity!

The law of life and death, the curse of the Goddrooomatt'ah, these were but a few taboos, whose secrets hold fast right up until now!
It was said his palace and tomb entrances, were made beautiful so he only could enjoy it, it was a sin for any mortals to take a peek at it!
And the poor indigent slave people of the king, at that time, were not allowed to look at it, or they would pay, singularly harshly with the forfeiture of their heads!
The tombs of this place, was hidden inside a dead ancient volcano that rose up out of the ocean bed, all the way up to kiss the skies clouds! On the planets lower hemisphere, in the Asdovii-mootituton volcano, is where, The tomb of Goddrooomatt'ah, was located!

It was so beautiful, its palaces, they looked like orange Fractotiled domes, with curving, twisting, monolithic golden columns, and archways Fractolocalities, that were finely carved, cutout of pristine, Ma'vihocbin rocks, whose exposed, strata-grains strains, were sanded down, and polished smooth, in the rocks, and had sheen, and natural colors, that were so strikingly amazing in appearance, that they seemed to reside, outside of human minds capabilities of imagining! "Igeewho'bakai'kagivets", according to history of Star Readers of ," The Holy Star books of Inner Insights Outer Space Rights, wise ones, " The Inpenetratables," these, places were said to be housing the one, the mysterious one, the haunted slave of the dead king, Mabenzhappas, whose dormancy would be over, and spirits, would be informed, and empowered, if one foot, just one, ever dared to enter, their dominion!

However, unharmed, will no one be, if they violate it, you see, that was the curse of the Goddrooomatt'ah !

Whether this was true, who knew, who, for according to the blueman called, " comwonder," no one, but on one has ever come out alive, of this legendary grave of the doomed, ones vibes, and this meant, this indeed meant, that if Captain Roy, the obsessed Tomb raider, could rob it, and was successful, he could, and would be the first inside, and be rich, scary rich, like a horny bride full of gold! It was an intriguing thought, that grabbed Captain Roy cold! He liked it!

Captain Roy, already, had made quite a reputation, for himself, as a Tomb Raider! It was he who, stole the precious gems, gold and Jaja'hnomies Krissy' solar Mc'crystals, of the tomb of Vibottered Sudecbom!

But, now, he slowly had more, time to sit down, and patiently, try to converse with this guy, this blueman! His language was a rare," Xaoichlapa," language variant, and his english, was broken, really broken and poor, so for Captain Roy to understand him, he had to rely on his implant, to synchronize, " A trans specie, dialectic 'o dictation automatic translation," simultaneously
because his Xaoichlapa, was not too good!

Comwonder," he was of the genre, Wohiback'ados, another variant subspace specie, of the Mohungfundos, creatures, and his blue skin was a bio-chemical oil processivable surface, covered with a special kind of dual-reactive, ancient epidermis that reflected the skies and atmosphere it was in, as a camouflaging agent, when it was alone in the jungles, but turned dark blue when it felt safe, and was in company of others! He wore a extremely thick coat of his hair, that doubled as clothes in certain circumstances, and it dually could protect him against cold climates, and, he, if he liked, he would shaved decorative heart patterns, to cover certain parts of himself, like wrist bands and arm bands, on certain parts of his chest, and certain sections of his muscular long arms, his garments were of the Nagahim-tok, materials, that he used for his pants, and a different material, called Louhspaba, which had a lush red tone to it, used for shiny chest red bands, which they triple wrapped around their chests! It was a cultural thing, that they used to distinguished one class of farmers from others, for instance to distinguish them selves from, the Shala'hhoopa, predators of live organics Ma'koto bugs farmers!

The secrets, Comwonder, held about The Tomb, of Goddrooomatt'ah, were really astounding, and Captain Roy, naturally, was bugging out, and wanted to learn more!
It was for the blueman , however, a difficult story to tell, and very, very sad! The blueman , Comwonder was very young as it goes for his race, only one hundred and twenty years old, and he was not, by no means, one who was interested in tomb raiding per-say, at all, simply he learned, from past generations different scrolls, which, spoke about the kings, past histories, and about the volcano and the taboos, so he learned much as everyone did, from word of mouth, and desperate stories, passed down from generation to generation, as they emerged!

Any way the true story about him didn't come out till, Captain Roy asked him how he wound up as a prisoner in the Bucket of Lips! He, at first was reluctant to speak about it! But after some coaching, and a couple of big cold cups, of Hopalinffufu juice, which is a popular tabu power drink, that soups up your brain and makes you think, he was finally persuaded, and what a story it was! It was, seems the end of his world came at the brutal, butchering, bloody hands of the horrible, three eyed, Hoitmizherostian Invaders, who, out of a beautiful sky, on a nice day came down, out of the heavens, to kill and murder, and reek fractal mayhem! The blueman cried, trembling, holding his head in both his hands, as he recalled those horrible moments of pain, those last days, his two hearts skips beats, such was the pain, at that time, he remembered, when, because of what he saw, the blood letting and gore, he almost went insane! In his broken english, he looked down, tears rolling down his face, he bravely tried to tell his heart breaking story :

Me could do?

Yab bayao Mohom hom pita!
Don storm gone wrong majo, moto toe tue mac bu?
Black see me saw me they! Me could do? From sky took, no day, no night, all all! Yok key nukey! Me run! No funnnn!
Me could do? What? Give me chance say me! No chance! None! Over me, thats all I see! Spirit die uneasy! Spirit die uneasy! Very uneasy!
Me could do?

He seeming understood Captain Roys questioning, and tried to show him by making motions with his hands, imitating what could only be flying space ships, that flew in the skies, to get a good clearer translation, Roy activated a translation channel in his implant!

The story that got translated, was ghastly, indeed, especially grim! Comwonder, the blue man, it seemed to him, seemed he was doing what he always did on his farm, harvest his crops on his land, when suddenly, his world stopped in its tracks, it got invaded!

Invaded, raided by Bishops of doom, invaded by black, huge long ships, shaped like hortoriconian fract bugs! Inside of which, a vicious predator, barbarian warriors race, called Moslocytvesrapers, whom like a numberless swarm, from beyond edgeless space, gave birth to a fate worse than death for them, and then life had nothing to say good! His peoples spirit died that day, was it, a temporary life altering Sabbatical? No, the death they evilly bestowed was permanent! They introduced his people to the bitterness of death on an impossible scale to imagine!

The invaders were on the planet for three days! Comwonder, the blue man, said it was the longest three days of his life! These people, had mukado bird feathers sticking out of their heads in all directions, and were tall, about fifteen feet, and their skin was a blackish green, with yellow vertical stripes, and they looked especially frightening, with their long, red, wild looking tuberler hair, flapping all over the place, like large wet towels, and they were bumpy, lanky, putrid animal warriors in big hairy skin suits, who stunk, stink, to high heavens! You could smell, they never in their life, did they ever, ever use soap and water! If you gave them a piece of soap, they'd think it was candy and eat it! Their bad breath was enough to make you fall down sick and vomiting! They had wild white, and blue big, tika hoboto flies four inches long, buzzing around them in mass around their ass!

They brought life as these peaceful blue people knew it to a screeching halt! Their wreckage of death and destruction covered a wide swath of territory and the path of destruction was total! They were seeking many things, mostly slaves, because they were avant slave and drug traffickers, and water, and minerals and food! But there in lies the detailed, that doomed his fate, these Hoitmizherostian invaders were Cannibals! After taking a quota of people for slaves, they started getting food, and their food was meat, live and fresh!

They ate his people, and theirs was as direct and heartless way of getting their food, as anyone could imagine! To them, what is a food, if not a piece
of flesh to be swallowed while blood flows warm in it!

To get the food fresh! Really fresh! They would eat them while they were still alive!

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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THE TWEETS OF MADCOW SAMMY

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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.12

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

Lets be honest, really honest, deep Fractal space, is a very cruel space, cruel place, that the wimpy, should stay far away from, forever and ever! If you don't gotto go there . . . . Don't!
The blue man, Comwonder said :
Me could do?
lets go Elo bin bin oha pal mary fuivufo, byusinda ohma! Go plabubu sguggnu nukey fas bun?
Me could do?
Me saw! Very raw! Fas bun nook! Pha weisnvz mine vatococ! Me saw it!
As the blueman said all this, Captain Roy got the correct translation directly from his implants translation channel, it was blunt and brutally corvorconian, and stark! :
My heart he said, cried, to see death! Yes, but to see it this way, like raw chopped liver! No way good!
My tribe, the Blue Yiiagus, a thousand strong! A thousand strong! A thousand strong! Hear me, Captain Roy, a thousand strong! Men, women, our seniors, our babies, they were screaming for their mommies, all our little children eaten while they were still alive, only a few survived, because our killers, their stomachs were full and couldn't eat no more! Thats is why I am alive now! What could I do? What? I will never, never forget that day! As the golden afternoon sunset, disappeared over the horizon, and night fell, and flies buzzing around his mouth, the bad, huge, muscular big three eyed beast man, was so full, he sat up in front of me, with disgusting looking yellow snot hanging from his nose, he licked his chops, then, suddenly, a second later, choked, choked again harder, and coughed up bloody eyeballs, that flew out of his mouth and rolled on the ground, before us!
They rolled and came to stop! Right away, he reached over, he stuck out his arm and he picked them up and ate them, like they were cherries, or raisons, or something!
It was horrible, people went bizerk, everybody went nuts! It was unbelievable, between the people running around with parts of their bodies eaten off, and screaming, and all, beside that, the open bodies that were cut, and ripped apart and open, let out a strong smell that was really terrible, it was hard to breathe it! Its that, that it was just stink smelling, and hung in the air like a heavy fog of black death!
Me, saw all this it made me sick! Me, sick! Took my breath away, made me wish for it, death, so me wouldn't have to see my self be eaten next! Me, hated it!

Oh makiki-yaoo'mal, me just don't, don't understand? Me look! It seems they get into a eating wild trance frenzy, a craziness over takes them, and, and, it seems they enjoy the dinner, the flesh hot out of the body, the hearts are hot because it was just beating in the victims chest a minute ago!

STOP! The victim screams let it gooooooooooo!

When they chew on it, and rip the flesh off the bone, and the victim screams : no,noooooo stop, don't, don't eat meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Some how the sounds they make when chewing, CHEWING, gets racketed up into a kind of wild, excitable chewing frenzy! I could not believe my eyes, the heart when it get chewed on, depending on how fast it get ripped out, is still trying its darnest to pump blood, it doesn't know, its not in a body anymore, and is being eaten!

Me horrified! Me just don't know, Me, me go nuts! Me scared oh, me can't tell you how much!
What me think, made worse it, was the fact that blood be dripping out of their noses, because somehow their big mouths are connected to their nostrils, which fills up with blood! I listened to them masticate, chomp, chomp, chomp, and the victim, screams out : help, helppppppppppppppppp me!
I was in the middle of it! This, this scene, this nightmare between real and the hyperbolic fractallyfrack-da-hidedic unbelievably real! The worse kind of fractal real! Chaos total!
I oh, noo, Me hate to say it me saw all this , ya, yaa, so bad, Oh, noo! Me saw! Me saw! Me saw him, when him do it, him spat out eyeballs, different sizes, meaning different people lost theirs! Me was dead scared! Me couldn't breathe, the air seemed thick, now mine you, it was just too much! Me cringe, me was shaking, me couldn't feel my self, my life, my mind me was alive, but dinner being eaten before my eye like this was my people Yayaaa! Me screamed! me wanted to tell them to stop, I wanted too! I want, I want to but too, coward was me, scared baby! Me quiet! Oh me oh my ooooooo! Help me!

I asked myself will he eat me next?
I tried not to think! Think about it, but how can you not!

I knew it wouldn't be long this death of mine, was coming, was on the brink, I'd sink and die, lose my eyes, I tried to cry, and cried !
I looked at him! He looked at me! I saw him as, as he chewed his food! His three eyes, were looking all over the place! One big one was trained on me!

His nostrils were moving wildly! His big long lips, were scapishity wringled old lips, his mouth was moving really fast as they chewed, and moved up, and down, up and down, and all around vigorously, as he chewed up the flesh and bones, and swallowed, every morsel! Licking his fingers too, like it was just so tasty good to him! I said to my self, holy shit! Me wishing he would kill me quickly! Me don't want to suffer or feel any pain! Too much pain, me die!
It was too much, to much to contemplate, to think, fractally it was just too hard for me!

Too horrible, every where the ground was blood soaked, foot prints were left in it! On the ground I saw, peoples shoes with their legs in it, clothes, hair, teeth, ears, fingers, ugh oh my,nonooooo!

Then, all of sudden, guess what? The beast man closes to me , right next to me,open his immense big mouth, and yawned, Oh me, me see right down his throat, as he leaned back, and took a sudden nap and fell asleep! He was not hungry anymore! Me, me was so happy, Me know it sounds crazy, but that meant to me, he would not eat me, at least not right now! Me thought my life will be mine for a little while longer!

Me am spared, me think! Then, you know what he did? He yawned again, and scared the Mack a kocka out of me! Like me said before he had three eyes and he opened up the middle one on on top of his head half way, then shut it! He closed it back all the way, and made himself comfortable and fell back leaning on my body, he was on my elbow, and he weighed a ton! Well, well Me breathed deeply, counted to three, me took a chance and pulled me arm out from under him without waking him!

Me was so happy!

Me he no nibble me up yet !

Me was still alive!

Me was so, so happy! Its hard to explain, how happy me is!

Now, me was just inches from his big mouth, which had to be at least a foot wide or more! His mouth had big lips and he was dribbling yellow thick saliva stuff from the corners of his mouth! He was covered with short green curly hair, and it was crawling with little white lice, and around his neck he wore a prismatical worm called a, 'Otmedota', that he wore, for it to keep off the little hungry Mogolaggas bugs, from crawling up to mouth and nose, and eating tit bits from his lips!
Me I had it! I had it. I had enough, hear me, Me had to escape! Me had to!

Me need to get the hell out of there! I needed to crawl, walk run, go! And go now! The rain fell in my face but I didn't notice it, I was too numb, too numb to feel anything, me was scared. I am, me am not sure what me did next! But next thing I know I was running, running as fast as me could!
I don't want to hurt anymore! Me must go, but when its dark, like this, that was good, cause, at least they might not see me. It is hard to see me, in the night rain, thats good, Me am alive and running thats good! Me am running, running as fast as me can, in the black night in the pouring rain, but where me to flee? Me don't want to hurt anymore!
Me don't want to die!

Yaaa! Oh yaaaa! What me could dooooo? Me could do? Cry all me could dooooo! Thats all me could do! It was not just too much for me witness, but the sky was witnessing all this too that I see, and cried too ! It began to rain, rain harder! It was only rain, but, the sky saw what was happening, saw my pain, our spirit the rain saw our gore! As our bodies bloodied, bashed in and cut up, laid on the floor! Rained harder more went thundering raw, knew we were not to blame it rained like it was insane! Came down tears, hitting the ground! Tears came, came from all-our blue peoples eyes too! Sad are we. Death us chew too! Our life's minutes, no love, this rain kissed evilly our dying bleeding bodies! It rained. It rained on me. It rained. Do you know how cold you get when you're confused, your mind is reeling, in and out of consciousness, and you're in the reign of the rain, and blue too, facing death too? Do you, do you know?

Me could do, just die too?
Why?
It was late in the evening, down along our lonely village street, of the doomed, in the end- mine-end, of my life, end of my kind! I saw. I saw my mother eaten! I saw my sisters eaten! Beaten is my spirit, beaten are my the two hearts that beat in me, Me could nothing! Not one thing! A day to remember, vulnerable succumb-able we! It was late. It was late! I was sick to my stomach and feeling like I was going to drop, black out, when I heard her! A voice, a person I knew! A girl friend of a friend of mine, named Berquuvva, She had be'ed attacked, by them!

She cried out to me for help! She asked me to kill her, put out of her misery!
Then I looked down at her and everything was , everything was so crazy! Everything time wise seemed to stop, it didn't seem to be real, but it was! The rain, rained down on our lives, we the doomed animals in life's zoo!

Do it please!

She cried out to me begging me to kill her!

The cannibals ate her legs and stomach off and she was crawling along the earth on her elbows and arms dragging herself along in the pouring rain, towards me, to ask me to kill her! To put an end, to this nightmare! I could see where her stomach should have been. There I saw a big hole, and her guts dangling out, dragging behind her, leaving trails of blue blood which quickly mixed with the rain falling in the night!
Then, boom, the booming sound of lightening, a thunder bolt. Lit up the night sky, and lightening flashed above, lighting up her face!

I saw the look in her eyes! I saw the look on her face! I saw the pain! I saw the shame in her face, and knew what I had to do, their was no other concept of doing anything else!
I pulled out my knife, jabbed into her hearts, she did not scream, but looked me in the eye, grabbed my hand, and patted it, and said ; thanks, and dropped dead!

What the hell kind of night is this, madness! Don't want to lose my, life, don't want to lose my soul. Don't want to lose my will, my will to live, that, I can't let walk away from me, my will to live, if I. if I lose that I won't!
I got to keep up my will to live, got to keep it strong! I must! Right now, right now, its shaky, weak, can't speak!

Got to run, and did!

So I ran harder, at the same time, I thought to myself, as I feebly tried to pep talk my self into staying optimistic and upbeat!

I didn't stop to look what I was running on! I jumped over bodies, and didn't look back! My life was mad scared me like a heart attack, crazy, crazily I ran away not wanting to ever come back! Never! I got one desire! To not die! To flee! To be free! Can I do it? Don't know, but while I am alive, not gone let anything stop me! I'll try! Bye bye! I thought optimistically, and I was determined to put as much distance between me and death! Between me and the invaders! The winds blew, and I got way! I could not smell their stench anymore, they weren't close, that was good, good sign! Free, but where will I go? I don't know? But where ever I go, it'll be ok! Cause, I'll be gone!

The futures feels wide open when you desperately running from something bad!
you mind sings out get me out of here, need to start over again, but not here, so you run! Me could do?

If I say I got away, it's a lie, maybe that day I got away, I didn't die, die physically, but mentally, I was so dead, in more ways then one !

To make a long story short, said the blue man, to Captain Roy, Where me shouldn't have gone, me did, right in the invaders park encampment, thats where me unknowingly ran to, it was night time, I could not see, it was dark! The error was my fatality!

I ran into their hidden camp in the dark, and me got caught! Me got, me got caught!

Captured!

My big opportunity, my big chance to be free, lost! Dam, if me only took a different path me no would be here today in this mess! All that running for nothing! They didn't kill me, but placed me with the others that they intended to sell into slavery! The rain stopped, and the very next morning, without feeding us, or saying, or telling us nothing, they loaded us aboard their ships, dropped us off at that horrible, horrible prison called," The Bucket of Lips!" So there me was, me cried. Me cried, cried for days, weeks! In my hearts, me am still crying Captain Roy, said the blue man, Comwonder! That's the truth!

Thats where me met up with, you Captain Roy, said Comwonder, sadly!

[ 2 ]

It was what it was, all of us, if we are alive, suffer the ills of life's unforeseen fates, and truth be told, there are many pitfalls, many, as we past through life! Some pass through life unscathed! Unscathed by war, no horrible love experiences, no lover left a text message dumping me, no dear john lines, never experienced wild storms, tornados, and financial or accidents or physical tragedies! They're the cool guys! But in Fractal space cool guy don't fly! But, but those guys are the rare ones, rare ones indeed . . . . Thought Roy, to himself, as he finished listening to the blue mans blunt in your face, catastrophic tales of extreme wo! The details the blue man specified, were more than what Roy, was prepared, or expected to hear, and couldn't keep the images of gore, from popping up inside his mind, and fact was,made him feel bad, real down in the dumps bad!

But, then to change the subject, and lighten up the atmosphere, he told the blueman, how he got to the Bucket of Lips too!
Captain Roy told him, that he was a trained archeologist planetary tomb raider, and how he was robbing the artifacts of a kings tomb on a planet he was canvasing, and got caught! The change of subject was welcome, and to Captains Roy's surprise the Blueman responded, in an upbeat tone,

saying he knew of a place, a tomb, with billions of dollars in gold, diamonds, Washba'rocks, Nedaygos jewels, and tons of tutu, ,vimkayzi-crystals! The tombs walls he said were made of Ma'dunhi white crystals and worth its weight in gold!
The blue man Comwonder, told Roy what he had heard and learned from his elders, about the legends of King Da Da Diieydoht'ka, the Yiiega God of Fire, and the curse of the Goddrooomatt'ah, and its ghost enforcer. . . . the stranger from the stars the Mabenzhappas !

And he said he knew more or less, where it was and was willing to take a chance that if Roy wanted to go, and had the modern technology to find it, he had nothing against it, and if they were lucky enough to indeed find it! All that wealth, would give him a reason to live! A reason, and," the where with all," to try to rebuild his personal life, and his lost devastated world! And when they discussed the tombs curse, Comwonder said old rumors die hard, but in the end old rumors are just that, old rumors nothing more, and he didn't believe there was any truth to it!

And all that hell and shit, they'd been through, and all that had happened to them, they survived! They survived the worse possible things of life, and we, we Captain Roy, are still alive, this means only thing! The Ba'hisencendistas, the Lady Gods of the unending seas, and the fractolic oceans of space and the Universe, are watching kindly over us! Guiding our star! And, that means, no harm will befall us, anymore, anymore, said Comwonder smiling and hopeful!

[ 3 ]

One of the most particular common denominators that unite all the explorers of the Fractal dimensional mind spaces, in sentient creatures possessing awareness, . . . . is to sometimes be sympathetic towards the down trodden, the victims, the underdog, the unfortunate personages, caught in the mouth of doom!

The unknown edicts and strategies, that commands and governs ecosystems populations of life in space-time, existences, fractalized iterations, of both fortunate and unfortunate circumstances, to manifest at the behest of numerical probabilities, behaviorally consistent with something in math defined as <chance >!
Chance that made U, chance that made you look the way U look, thinK, remember what U think mentally, without being externally instructed, chance that defines U, chance that determines whether you be male or female, chance restrains U, chances that, if one is not careful, there'll be a chance that something will be placed in you're meandering path, that would metastasize, and show lethality!

One piece of gold, two, three, four, greedy?
Want five no jive, but, warning, here dark lurks powerful unknowns, triggered to eat you alive!
Wait, waiting words on the pages of space-time, heed you not, because you can't, in times knowledge-less you be, jump, we digress back into the story, human minds see not what's there rare, answers un-forecasted comphrehensibilities, due to the type of brain they were made with, those who believe in physics, asking, seeking, answers, outside of their human comprehensionalabilities!

See, you, whats is there, rare is he, who can see the reality of reality, not what you want it to be, but what IS!

Lets assume, assumingly, Captain Roy's obsession, breaking and entering, looting the spoils of mighty kings, mighty special persons of the greatest Empires of old, is a passion, that excites him so much, his enthusiasm is so overwhelmingly, contagiously, so persuasive, he will make, turn a non believer, into a risk taker, anxious to accompany him, hungry to drop everything, run wild with him, to scavenge into the old, misty, ancient confines of never before opened tombs, in the black dark, forbidden, mysterious places out side of time, yes thats right, outside of time, risking their ass for trinkets! Do you be one? Lets see if you too, dare to accompany the wildly ambitious Captain Roy?

[ 3 ]

MEAN WHILE :

We hear, listening to him, talking, trying to convince his motley crew, as he tries to convince them, to bravely follow him on yet another raid on a tomb!

Check out his verbiage, psychologically strategized to persuasive hook them in!

We see him talking to his crew members, now that the ship has been cleanup, and each in his own way confronts what to do with the rest of their lives, what path to switch to?

Should they continue on the roads they were following, following before they got interred in the infamous prison of the," Bucket of Lips? " or dare to bolder, bolder than what
they were before?

Tomb Raiders galore!

they sit around looking at him :
We listen in on Captain Roy, as he spins his web, :

The bad times came and went,

asks Captain Roy, to his crew, standing before him!

Inside of seconds, his appeal, the lure of wealth, blinded them, tossing caution to the winds, they, his motley crew, to him and his cause committed themselves!

Well, anyway, to his crew, Captain Roy, enticed them with news of wealth in another tomb, he knew of, as best he could, and all though, none, no plans were drawn up, he had one willing enthusiastic volunteer, he could count on : The blue-man, Comwonder!

[ 4 ]

Meanwhile, his ship's, his ships female co pilot, and sometimes bed-sheets hot-pants partner lover, Miss Scankey, alias, Chocolate, over hears his pleas of recruitment, his talking to the members of the crew, and frowns on the way, he intentionally belittles, the possibility of encountering real danger, real harm, and who, who knows what else, to them on this journey into the tomb buried in the night, and what perils they might succumb too!

Chocolate, shaking her head disapprovingly, as she looks at him, and says :

Roy, roy, you sick man, telling them all that pie in the sky, wealth waiting just for them to scoop up type of stuff, really that's bull!

Yoooooo, What the hell you hitting me up with , baby sweet lips,
asks Roy, tilting his head to the side, and blinking his eyes at her, as though he was a little boy, playing mind games, with his kindergarden teacher?

Me, Roy, Roy, you can't play me baby, don't even try, ticko!
In life, fast money, shit man, getting some, is no joke tiko, don't waste time trying to play this girl! cause chocolate don't play! tell' em like it is. . . . this space tomb raid gig, is in no way shape or form, gone be a piece of cake, and you know it, and you, didn't mention, Hello, like nothing, you dropped all that heavy that shit about the curse, you know, what, the blue dude told us about a curse, and that buggy head mean dude guardian watching over the tomb, anxious to reduce your quality of life, like for real,

Baby, chocolate baby, we ain't gone have any trouble, baby, we cool! I got it covered! Chill! I mean that stuff about a ghost dude, sounds crazy, baby, says Roy, stalking off to back of room, shaking his head, like he is positive, there's nothing to the blue mans taboo warnings!

Crazy year, but what if theres trouble again?

We had trouble with the last tomb job, you ripped off, my bad, you, you tried to rip off, or, hello, or did you by any chance have forgotten, forgotten already, you just got out your ass out of prison, a little while ago? Or are you on drugs, or something Roy roy? asked chocolate, as she get down quickly on the floor and starts to exercise doing pushups! She knows Captain Roy, gets a kick out of it, and gets off watching her body! He love to see her do it! Her big ample boobs presses against the floor, than she raises up, and they wiggle dangling under her, she instantly, twists her neck back, looks up at him, catching his eyes staring, looking at what they shouldn't, and whispers smiling at him . . . .

Do I see a bulge in your pants again Roy Roy? Count you blessing Roy?

all that ghost stuff is bull! Heck, curses are crap, and thats a rap! Money, not curses, is real in space baby! I am gone buy me a planet, see! I am going get some, you in or out?

Chocolate balances her self on one arm, and pats her left ass cake, looks over to him, smiles blinks, saying kiss this, we girls got a brain, we ain't inane, we take our time to think about a dime, think conservatively, deliberately about the pros and the cons, not like you dumb has been, men!

What? complains Roy, looking pisst off!
Girls are so superior to you men, we just let do your thing to make you happy, but lets not change the subject!

Go play with my weasel dissel, don't even think about it, or I'll give you a spanking!
what, you and what army?

listen heres the deal,
Up yours, look, fact is, it would be a serious over sight, on my part, if i didn't take a few precautions!

Precautions, like, like what, asks Chocolate curiously!?

Well, you know on board, we all know I got hoods, I got hoods, baby! Eight, 1, 2, 3, 4 ,5, ,6, 7, 8! Eight programable robot hoods, I could easily get our engineer, jimmy food, he throws in some super software, soups up their points of view in robotic management convergences militarily, and HELLO, baby, quicker than you could count to eight, and bake me a nice cake, in the end we got dividends to upgrade them bad boys, for any kind of trouble! You know rachet up their lasers power programming, modes to zap, zap, zapity zap!
year right, says Chocolate doubtfully, realizing he is trying to convince her that there are no risks, no fear and and lots of greed, are the keys to destroyers seeds for contrarian believers in deep space! And if you don't believe their are no risks, kiss this, said Chocolate patting her butt again to him, and burst out smiling and laughing. ha, ha, ha!!
They will be ready offensively baby, no risk, no binary errors we re cool, I am not a fool, chocolate, trust the man! I am your man, expertise in every thing, ha, ha, ha, laughs both of them, as Roy plays with her, then says to her pulling on her hair, me I ain't gone let nothing happen to my Chocolate, Chocolate ha, ha, ha, laughs Captain Roy, playing with his woman! As he holds her long hair in his hand pulling on it, as if its a chain and starts to jerk it, and pulling on it hard!

Getty up space ship, let me hear your ass blast off,said Roy laughing, ha, ha, ha, raising up his hand, and making believe he had a gun in it, playfully, aiming his gun finger out at her, making believe he was going to shoot her in the butt, and saying :

Pow, pow, pow!

Anyway, that night, Roy does make it a priority, to talk with his engineer, jimmy food, to re-activate proactive, lazier military motion detection modules in the eight mobile hoods robots he owns!

[ 5 ]

So later that night
Roy, related the whole story about what the blue man told him about, to his babe Chocolate, and said :

Baby, I was conversing this afternoon, with this space fish dude, Comwonder!

Who?

You know, bluey, fish man,

snapped Roy, looking down at her in her white night gown laying in her bed? he was moved , and a little stressed out, by the tale the blue man laid on him, and all the horrible events that had unfortunately transpire to him personally and his lost crewmen. i t was too fresh, too heavy a weight ot bare, for him, and he seeked solace, sought releif and turned to his lover to lighten his load, and if any woman could, Chocolate, could jerk him out of it, no problem! he saw laying there , her big breast were hanging beautiful like to over ripper melons just calling his name to come ravage them! Year, thought Roy, to himself, watching her rub her tummy! if he only drown his tears in her, drown him self deep in here , perhaps he would save himself, from becoming bitter, and feeling down forever! A woman, can do that for man, and not know, it, thats why women were made thought Roy, as he walked slowly towards her bed looking her body slowly over from head to toe, like produce in the grocery store! She was a good flying pilot, who knew how to navigate a ship, in and out of bed, and if he could get her, now in the mood, it would be time very well spent! Roy,thought the last time, we had this kind of time alone, seemed like a million years ago! the big woman, opened up her two eyes and look at him,
not exactly sure, who, or what he was referring to, and asked:

Oh, do you, do you, you mean the blueman Comwonder? Is that who you're talking about Roy Roy ?

Got it! See, he told me, well the dude laid some heavy metrics on me, understand me, bad stories, according to him, all, all terrible stuff that happened to him, it, well, it got me feeling down! I am trying to get, well, you know, . . . just get over all the shit, you know what I mean, what happened was so unreal, every body is unhappy, and I am feeling down!

You, down?

Year, Comwonder, he had some real bad, bad misfortunes, terrible, terrible scabishity stuff, his world got invaded and all, the stories he told me of, all gruesome! I want to so much to have a drink, and forget, I need too! But, hey can you be nice girl, and fetch me a drink, baby?

Roy said to her, in a low pleasant voice smiling!

Fetch? Fetch, I am not a dog,

She said frowning and laying twisted on her back in the bed, where, just a minute ago, she about to get up to get it, but now immediately, changed her mind, on hearing that derogatory word for a girl, which she felt objection too! : fetch! and plus the fact that he was standing up already, and could walk go get it himself, but he did think of that!

Oh, my bad, babe,

Roy said, reaching over, bending all the down and planting a kiss on her butt, as if that would make up for it! it by the looks of her did not, and she turn away from him like she did give a shit!

Forgive me, no dis-respect babe! Perfect, I am not!

he said apologetically, to Chocolate, but his flimsy apology did not fly too well with her, and she showed no emotion to that effect on her face, and tossed a glance up at the stars, twinkling in the light window, dome above her bed, totally ignoring him completely!

Get it yourself,

she snapped at him, matter of factly coldly, without looking at him, or caring what he thought!
Well, realizing this was one fight him as a man, he was not going to win, Roy, who had just put his ass down a second ago, on the bed, got up off the bed, and walk casually over to far side wall, where the Egoreplicator systems, was installed in the wall, and gazed through, looking at all the list of stuff in the lighted menu bar, till he spotted his favorite, Red Shardgorpu, and pressed it, to pop out a colorful potent drink with ice cubes, a straw, a green lemon, in a big red oval shaped glass!
Just what he wanted, and with in a minute or two later, picked it up, taking a sip, and then turned around grinning at her, pleased with himself, and returned to sit on the bed next to her! She checked out this action off, got pissed off more, and thought this dog, got shit on ice for me, thats not funny, and sure ain't nice to forget her like that, especially now that she knows what, by his telling eyes, eyeing her body, what he really wants from her! So, to signal her displeasure, she put her hands on her hips and sucked her teeth, and shook her head side to side, confounded :

What about me ?

She said, loudly with an angry, cut and dry tone, to her voice as she addressed him, staring boldly directly into his eyes :

No drink, for me, what am I a fly on the wall, a plastic girl, a boob tube? Don't you think I might appreciate a beverage too, boy? You're instincts stink! And shit, OMG. your confidence is hanging down, with your other thing! Geee whiz! How low can you go? You are one selfish spaced out dude, alright, no joke, I mean it! I mean that really Roy Roy! You could have easily picked up something nice for me too, and bring over and hand it to me, like a gentleman! All it would have taken is initiative do do! Waaaa What you don't got any?

she snapped at him angrily, folding her two arms in front of her, signifying she was really pissed off!
Roy, jerked his head back a little, when he saw this, tried futilely to get her attention, giving her a tiny little smile, blinked at her, then to make amends for being inconsiderate, got up right away, and got her a nice drink too!

Chocolate, she took it, reluctantly, and battered her eyelids, flashed a nasty look at him, like spit on dirty stick!
Later, they sat drinking together on the edge of bed, without talking or looking at each other for a good while, till finally, Roy, got up for refills, and said to her,

Sorry wussey!

Who you calling wuss? I'll slap your face sucker!
Who you calling a sucker?
You sucker, thats all men are good for, shit, thats all you know you know how to do!
Baby, go get hit by a bolt of lightening or something and chill out, cause you smokin, whaa . . . . you got hit by meteor or something? Whats with you? Chill! Chill baby,don't brawl hall that attitude to the garbage can, and chill man! Wooo ! Nuerological disorders don't become you, my baby girl! You need to relax, lean back, and relax, make like you back on the farm be calm, baby!
Check it out, there are some remarkable similarities between doing less thinking, and no thinking chocolate baby! You dig it? You thinking toooooooo hard, girl! You need to take care, of your mood, and be smoooth, baby girl, chill honey!

She looked up at him, then sighed, then took a deep breath, and looked at him again, with a hint in her eyes that her anger had subsided, and finished! She suddenly switched her attitude as is a girls prerogative, to then, pull out a sexy smile, really friendly like, and flashed it at him, as a preview letting her body's sexual emotions prevail, and recognize the mutual chemistry they intimately share together, thats becoming more and more noticeable, sexually simmering, just under the surface of both of them! All that pretentious fractal verbal, and body behavior, people do, making believe they don't like each other, when they sure in hell really do! The man as is custom, makes the first sexual move, he clasped her hands and kissed the back of her hand, and pressed to his cheek, as if it was something precious, and oh, so dear to him! Then, she pretending to be meek, and sweet, smiles into his wise exciting eyes! He, finding his girl receptive to his advances gets hot, and emboldened, his emotions taking shape, molding now, barreling down now, in slow motion, timidly, he leans, leans curving inward his body towards hers, to kiss her in the lips! she bites his lips pulls on it in her mouth! Her taste buds sizzles, get excited and desirers more, now that the male has opened the door!

Slowly like a snake, sliding his hand down her dress, feels her ass, clasping its soft spongy-ness, exciting her, and himself to no end, he knows he is scoring, his hormones roaring, he shoved her down, holds, holds her still, kisses her all around, as this becomes a treasure chest, a chest that a man loves! A huge love system out of control, about to take every thing out of them, bold them over, as they head into loves abyss!

That itch that loves itch that you gotto fix, he hugs her big ass with his bare hands like a man, and treats it the way it deserves to be treated!
He clasped, it with his whole hand with all his fingers wide open around it, all his fingers dancing in it, enjoying it, and she enjoying his touch, begins to moan, and swoon! And very slowing as they kissed, pulls her closer, and closer, she embracing him tugs on his hair, hugs his waist, tugs on him every where? And may day may day, she wraps her self into his taught-ness like a perfect fit! Tuned like a tight hand in a glove, thrown out of their minds, is everything else as they put out of their conciousness, all but their bodies wantings, in the moment, in the moment of now, as it gets hot in here!

"You can always count on love for a good thing, that really matters, in the dark when you and your baby are alone at home!
Love knows how to handle conflicts, with enhanced depth and arousal's that wake up the primal beast, getting romantically ready for the primal sexy body clashing kicking mayhem, thats coming! "

And he looked at her beautiful body, and got an arousal, and put his arm around her rear end, pulling her over and then rolling her up on top of him, catching her in a loving embrace around her waist!

She rolled over, her long hair fell down over him covering his head and face, and he looked up at her smiling! And she looked down at him smiling, their hearts began dancing, as they started romancing, slowly! He held her breast in his hands, then nimbly sliding up up his fingers under dress, pulling it slowly back off her shoulders, freeing her buxom to hang directly over his face! She took a deep breath, that filled her lungs and her dangling naked boobs shooked over his face touching his mouth!

Baby, whispered, Roy up to her, as she leaned her head down, so that her forehead was leaning balancing herself on his forehead, as they stared into each others eye passionately, as their temperatures, started, to rise up higher, along with something else, which she could now feel, she suddenly got down and back off him, so he could hurriedly, shed his pants, then hopped back on him, like she was going on a ride on a horse !

Roy whispered,

babe, you don't know, how I need you. i love you, you don't know how much!

Need you too now . . .Roy roy! You need me baby?

And how!

I need you to do what you can, to crank up my spirits, get me hot and back on my game, make me sane again, heal my wounds, and chocolate, I need you to give me one heck of a good screwing! I love the way you make me feel in side! Nothing else can do it like you, . . . there really is no other choice! If there is a law against loving you, chocolate baby girl, I am so, so guilty, he said to her, as his thing got hard strong and taught!

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.13

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

Chocolate, was kind of shocked at what he was saying so bluntly to her, his words were so in your face and reeled her filling her with emotions, she looked at him curiously, raised up her eyebrows, and blushed, giggled, then smiling said :

Good luck with that, cause, the girl on board you is me, and we gone have our ups and downs, and doing it good, Roy Roy baby, is what I love doing to you!

Why?

What you think? Ha, ha, ha . . . .

They laughed as he opened his mouth wide as he could and she dropped one in!

Wow, oh wow, talk about what a big fractal boob, looks like, its lucious,

exclaimed Roy, smiling broadly, raising his eyebrows way up, as he laid flat on his back, on the big bed, looking up her as she positioned herself on him, swaddling her two open thighs and legs around his midsection, riding him hard like he was a hot horse! She rode him shaking her bottom sexually, as she did Roy, moaned softly woooooooooooo baby! He put his teeth together and let out a hissing sound, hisssssssssss. . . . hisssss, like the impact of having her moving and grinding on him like that, was driving him too crazy!

What, What,

she said, getting carried away by his compliment , which made her face turn red, blushed, and then a big smile burst on her face, hers eye lit up, and twinlkled, as she bent her head down and looked down in the eyes of the man just underneath her two boobs, and enthusiastically exclaimed giggling :

Oh, ha, ha, Roy roy, man, you, you Oh spaceman, you so crazy, shut you mouth!

He shook his head crazily, blinked at her several times laughed, ha, ha, ha, then gave her a look like he was really really happy and about to go nuts, as he grinned and enthusiastically exclaimed :

"What, you got to be crazy, this tastes too good, I got to open my chops up, suck it up , honey! My mommas boobs is goooooood, good, goooddddddd!"

then, the man, showed his cheerful, Joie de vivre , his celebration of life, that he was enjoying this special sexual moment with her right, right now! And what he did was right on time, as he pushed and thrust himself up into her, she screamed a little, OWWWWWWWWWWwwwooooo! As he promptly shook his head quickly back and forth, and sideways, signifying that the sight of her bosom was just too remarkable, and for him as a man, and no, way, was he gone let go of this thing, she screamed again as he held it between his two hot lips and guzzled, happily, again and again as if he was a hypnotized little baby going nuts! He love it, and stroked it passionately looking up into her half closed glazing eyes, staring down admiringly at him, and whispered to her :

"wooooo baby : Love to love baby! . . . Ouuuuu weeeeee. . . . year, bubaaaaaaaaaaa buuba this space bot, want to do it to yaaaa, baby!"

Then, he whispered to her, in a deep voice, slowly, real slowly confidently and smiling, directly into her eyes with his motor running and his body hot and ready for action, as she in-turn exclaimed excited, sounding like, she was a hot girl whispering to him softly in pain :

Roy roy, roy roy. . . . Give it to meeeeee! Baby! Give it to me good! Good so good, so I will remember it forever!

Well Roy was determined to make it so! Roy, did not disappoint, and complied! And they were getting down nasty and right to the nitty gritty of it! And wow, did the girl, the girl smiled, and smiled , and smiled and went wild! And this night, she sat on her man, threw up her two arms in the air, like the girl didn't care and yelled :

OWWWWWWWWWWwwwooooo!, OWWWWWWWWWWwwwooooo! oooooooooooooooooooooyear!

This night everything was all right, this night for these two happy people, will never end, and that was good as far as they were concerned! When hot bodies come to talk, everything else walks, and takes a back seat, freedoms emotions sings, speaking of singing :

As time went on and on :
As they were getting more into it, sexing each other up good, he started to sing to entertain her while she was sitting on him riding him! He started by singing to her one of those famous sexy human space tunes by the aliens, The Weavers, called, " Pull on me in space baby!" that people sing when they're having sex in space! They turn on fractal music and relax! Roy, he did like most folks nowadays do, using his implant to turned on a pre-programmed, motioned detection, Synchronizational virtual background, music maker device, called," At-2knew-E," to accompany him! What it does, is projects super fast moving color collage images of fractal music shapes, and instrumental sounds in sync, all around them, as they move, and for you try to imagine how it sounds! anyway that went on and on for a good while. . . . then

Roy, was really feeling content singing, and grateful things were turning out like this, he was happy, his woman was happy, they were having fun bouncing up and down in Fractal space, and he thought, Wow, I was feeling down before, but shit, since I got the only woman in town! I ain't gone fool around! I am gone do this till I can't anymore, till my thing drops on the floor! He cracked up, and patted her playfully on the ass, she burst out laughing, as he too broke out laughing with her together, Ha, ha, ha, oh ha ha!

They chuckled : Ha, ha, ha, oh ha ha!

The woman was feeling wild and free alone with in privacy, and smiled and wiggled her hips up and down on him, up, slowly then fast down on him till, in pain he grimaced his face, closed his eyes, as the moment to come was coming, she asked him Roy roy can you feeling it taking over, honey? The love thing, can you feel it, she asked him sexily smiling, her mouth puckered up wantonly, her eyes half close with a love dazed look in her eye!

Do you do you feel it do feel me? Do yo feel it? Love like I do? Love is, is drowning us, taking us over so completely, we don't what day it is, what time it is, is so wonderful, Roy Roy. . . . love, only loving can do that to you baby, do it to meeeeee ooooooooroy roy babyyyyy!

she whispered gyratingly around her hips vigorously on his pole in her whole and whispered in his ear,

This is good, Roy, love, good times like, like ow, ohh oooo like this, ow, ooooo, a thing like this , Ohh Roy, something like this Oh Roy roy hold meeeee oh, she moaned more, then continued and whispered smiling, We, we don't know who we are, man and woman coming, coming together. Oh OOOOOOOoooo !

Chocolate thought, dam , here i am! I looked down at my man, this man I want to spend my life with, he's so out of it, besides himself on cloud nine, out of his mine, and that was fine with me, I am kind of out of it myself, when I am, doing the wild thing naked! I like looking at him, his skin has been kissed by the sun, he got tht healthy hunky sheen, so I placed my two arms up in the air, being on him tales my breath away! I. I get so excited! OMG, I felt like doing crazy shit, and then, then I brought my arms down and placed my both hands on his two shoulders, like I was a plane coming in for emergency landing on him and, and gave him a big wet deep tongue kiss! His big tongue, he stuck it deep in my mouth! Our mouths sucked each others lips and my passion rose up in me till I felt wetness down below loads running coming! it was crazy OMG, I felt it! I felt. I'd go stark mother crazy, it was so crazy. . . . ooooooooooooooo! I like it! It made me feel, like I would lose control, I thought to my self, hey pretty man, I love you! I pushed him back down on the bed, and held his shoulders down to the bed as best i could, and rode that horsey, till we came, and came and went, several times, till we fell out dead in the bed, tired spent, energy less and so exhausted! I kissed him, he's hot, we wrapped our legs into a knot! I could feel his heart pounding wildly in his bare chest in front of me, I wiped the sweat from my forehead and wiped it off, by wiping my fingers quickly on his chest hairs, then I got this crazy rush urge , bent over and kissed one of his tiny nipples, and pulled it and tugged on it with my teeth, till he made me let go!

OMG! Sweat, talk about sweat girl, he was sweating profusely, me too! We lay there, in our sweat, dripping off us, wetting up the bed sheets till they were dripping wet!
What can I say, greedy, me wanting more, year, like getting it hot, fast and shoved in me hot in my center core, but knowing as we girls do, he's a man, and don't got no more, none the boys through! He's through! Men are good till their done, then you need another one!

Anyway he and I laid there, like a pair of exhausted lovers in the night! Now got to tell you, yo hooo, we could barely move, I was so tired, and shit I dam sure know he was! That man, did it to me, good! OMG, he loved me up right, and together it was just so good, nothing like it, it was something else, and event we will always will remember, at least I will! I think, . . . er, well maybe who knows? Maybe till next time! Overtime! Year he worked it! Did a good job on my ass! I am lucky girl! Wow! When I get good sex, it's so mind blowing!
Anyhow, he told me, you know, he was grateful, and the usual men, BS, love you baby, bla, bla bull shit, you know, and, how, this little love session was just what he needed to get ready for his next gig! Gig? Did I hear him say gig? OMG, This nut! His next tomb raider job gig that is, I don't know? Men are so stupid really. Like dud! Hello, Doesn't he know theres easier ways of making a living, beside searching for some dumb, [ BLEEPING ] planet and risking your lives raiding tombs?
I mean like really? Give me a break? Anyways boys will be boys!
Anyway, I did try to persuade him not to , but, you know, it went in one ear, and out the other! So I put on my panties, and night bra, and immediately, he asked why? I told to mind his business, and curled up next to him in bed, pulled the sheets over me, and went to sleep!

Afterwards she recounts to him, that she over heard him conversing with the crew, about raiding this tomb, that is bursting to seams with gold, and precious gems and all that baloney, and she know the real deal, and she's busting his chops about why, he's not telling them about the tombs bad curse again, and making it dam, clear to them guys, Tomb hunting, with him, that it is not, it is not a piece of cake! Its hard dirty and dangerous, but, hell Captain Roy, he skipped over telling them all that bad stuff, like none of that they heard!
Chocolate angrily confronts him as they talk in bed, she got her head laying on his tummy, and he got one of her breast in his hands,
Chocolates says :

Yo man you sick, for real!

Whats up baby?

Not leveling man?

What you talking bout?

Not leveling man. Not coming clean?

Clean what you mean jelly bean? Shit!

Roy, com'on! You can't [ bleep! ] me! Don't play me!

I am cool baby chill! I not gone play you baby!

Don't even try!

Up yours!

Up yours too, fool!

You know dam well, what I am saying :
You could be honest, with them spaceziggers-space dudes, man, by being truthful, yo, hello! Tickooo-dude, is that so hard to do, Hello? You could be a man, and speak straight to them!

Shit baby, I , ha, ha, ha, I am am a man!

Act like it! Tell them the truth, so that these guys know, what the hell they are getting themselves into! Be for real Roy,

she exclaimed concerned that he was deceiving the men!

Baby, whats up with you sweet Nova belly full of jelly? Whats up with that shit space momma? Hey look Chocolate baby doll, see men, men are cool, baby! Men, spacemen are soldiers, spacemen are not into kindergarden stories, curses and fairyland rumors baby, thats for children baby! We men, baby!
See momma look, its like this : a man is a man, and a man when he got to go to war, he got to hear less about folklore, religions, curses and Jive, and more about how to survive baby! How to fight, kill or be nailed, shot, lazer tagged, killed, honey, shit! The spaceman ziggar, he got to deal baby, he got to deal with only shit, that he knows for sure is real! Dig it, thats just how spaceboys operate head wise, dig it, Chocolate baby?

Men are full of shit!

Ok, Ok all ready, perfect we are not, we'll never be, we are what we are baby! Take us or leave us! What you rather make love to a robot , give me break!

Year well, hell, I'll take one over you any day! Their hard on stays hard! Least they don't get tired! You can't say that, and if you did you'd be lying! You obsolete fool! Kiss mine!

Up yours!

Up yours too! You want me smack you? Cause, I will no joke!

Look, space chicks go along with you space goons in space, any dam place, any dam time, and I, speaking as a girl, who dam sure would appreciate some goddam honesty! I mean hello, doesn't being truthful count anymore, or you think its old hat, you think it out of style or something? Or you think your so macho vocho BS! You can't speak to the truth?

Whats with you?

I don't like you, I don't, nooooo!

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MEANWHILE :
Anyway, that night, Roy does make it a priority, to talk with his engineer, Jimmy Food, to put his nose to the grind stone, and to re-activate proactive aggressorial behaviors, and lazier military motion detection modules in the eight mobile hoods robots he owns!

MEAN WHILE . . .
Deep down in the ships basement,
it at first looks like big mechanic shop, A shop belonging to someone, at the bottom of the ship!

At first glance, it looks like its full of junk,

but if you look a little closer its full of old shiny robots parts : Robot heads, some with no eyes, no mouth, some with wigs on, some balled, legs hanging up on walls, arms laying on racks, and hundred of interchangeable feet and toes, all sizes and weights, good for muddy terrains and shiny ship floor interiors!

Theres, strange tools : hammers and gizmos without names, all over the place, and more electrical, and Gudstunsbache, heavy tube wires dangling down, like rain, then you can count!

And on the work table covered with junk, there this clearing and what you can see, is a tiny pink ribbon tied around the head of robot, whose only two feet tall, seated on a brick, and thats broke, or seems to be their for repairs! With his fractal shaped head, revolving around, and around, making a squeaking sound, endlessly, and he looks like it is saying something, but no words come out!

In the air, also, if you sniff it good, you can detect slightly, the scent of burning plastic! It is, is in the air, hanging there for some un-known reason, we don't want to know about too!

But down here, in the bottom of the ship, in the dark,

a creature that is not alive is stirring,
next to him is a shadow,
a dark shadow satiating its compulsive intelligentsia’s disorders, appetite, for the cutting edge experimentations, he loves! He has made something overnight, that yes, looks like it just might work! An experiment on a janitorial hood clerk! Who is, whoo is down there in the dark, at this god forsaken hour of the morning? Who ever he is, he is busy fixing a robot hood head, that he is holding in his hand!

He is a human, and he's old, but, thanks to genetic engineering, hes got big muscles and a wide shoulders, like a big football player, but he's hunched over as he focuses on his work, it is told, like an old crooked vulture chicken, focused on something intently in front of him all night long. What, who knows?

Have you ever seen, or walked in on somebody, and they are busy and focused, and obsessed, on something that has their attention absolutely? They don't hear, they don't see you, they don't notice your there! Such is our stranger, our man in the room alone, before us in this dark space, like an old bone, in his workroom alone, in the underbelly of Captain Roy's ship, as it cruises destination unknown!

Who does that bumpy big shadow belong to? Strong, he looks too, like he could put his fist trough a wall of stone!

By the looks of him, the old fractal spaceman Spacezigger, is around a hundred and sixty give or take a few! He's got a big white mustache that is curved up like two horns, and the man, he's wrinkled too, like old leather shoe, that sat in bottom of the ocean, way too long too, singing, drunk blues songs! He got a head, when he drinks, it turns red, with a thin white hooked nose sticking out, thats long and, looks like he could, peck your eye out with it!

His wrinkled old brown face,
covered with funny white hairs all over the place, growing out of its pores in every place, and in every direction, is tanned, not by the sun mind you oh noooo!
But by radiation exposure experiments!

He's got a face, yes, only a mother could love, with big freckles, and his mouth is extremely small, like he nibbles on tiny bugs or something only! Like he doesn't eat food! Very ironically, wouldn't you know it? His name is Jimmy Food! Doctor Jimmy Food, the crazy mad old mathematician, that works for Captain Roy, as the ships engineer, program man, and black market cyber-criminal coder! Who knows how to fix anything, or any motor, he's a bad [ bleeping ] Fractal coder!

Now, check the dude out, see him, He's just sitting there, unaware of anything else, going on, only, whats he's got in his hands!

And whats in his hand is a head, and not a head of a man!

Suddenly the light goes out, then it comes back, something he's doing over loads the circuit breakers, Pow, blackness! Wackness! What is it? Then, just as suddenly, he waves his hand and using signals from his implant, a brite lighted ball, like light bulb ball, descends down, to shed more light on what he wants to see, and low and behold in his hand is the head of a hood he is working on! He turns, slouches over, and places his elbow on the table, he's got his back to us now!

The room is dark, full of shadows, except, where he is seated! We see a strange electrical popping green lights, flashing lights, off and on, its an awesome thing to see, and we hear, intermittently odd sounds, belching out of the intra-computerizing batches of databanks, that line the ceilings over head, and clings to ropes dangling from the walls like archways, that sometimes are visible, and sometimes are not, depending, if the flashes of light hits them just right, illuminating them up!

We see, this big blue shiny glossy machine, about eight feet long, by eight feet, its one strange oblongated one, covered in spiraling red wires and hundreds of lighted buttons, that changes colors very quickly, and hick-ups, buzzes with kukey strange sounds! It a machine that descends down slowly, around the man sitting there in the dark on a grey metal bench with no back!

It is floating down, from its moorings, in the ceiling of darkness like a cloud, and as it gets into the green flashing lights area! We can make it out, yes! We can ! We see its got to be one of those machines called a TD! Or TransferanceData AI tissue-regenerative hub machine! What it does is changes how robots think, behave, and trains them to do certain new things the owners want them to do!

Its a cyborg longevity behavior facilitator, reprogramming scaffolding circuitry echoney singularity tune up device! Which, is where this technology is all mind scripts driven, and where, the latest innovations intersect, nano back, tetra constraint free!

It is able to unleash and generate download-dable, item specific war experience knowledge databases, to shape the way programs work, to modify work conjectured un-civil killer profile files, in artificial intelligences units, so that they can do what ever the hostile task required of it!

Anyway : old Jimmy, he sits there, talking to the head he is holding in his hands! Given that Captain Roy lost so many of his most experienced crewmen, and fighters, he is now desperate, and asked Jimmy Food to grab hold of his eight hoods, and change them from mild mannered janitors, to wild west mad in your face fighters, that shoot first and ask questions later, and know how to think straight, and help out protecting them if things go bad!

And being, that things in Fractal Space, go bad, pretty regularly!

And Captain Roy, is busy researching and planning an expedition to go back to the blue-mans world, and find this tomb, he told him about, and raid this strange mysterious tomb of some rich dead king! Who it is said, his burial chambers are full to the brim, with all kinds of diamond crystals worth billions, all buried, in there with him!

But,

just incase the planets inhabitants are hostile, Captain Roy, wants to show them, we can be more hostile, and down right nasty, if it comes down to it, if they get in our way! Thats why his hoods are going to be, TD, modified equipped, and spellbindingly bad!

So, he wants Doctor Jimmy Food, to get to work, changing his janitor hoods robots, who are accustomed to clean toilets, and switch their behavior, injecting insane people brains into them, along with behavioral anger dis-management psychotic dysfunction software, to upgrade them, changing them from passive janitors wussies, to militaristic blood thirsty killers, capable of dealing with irrational margins world war concepts, contingencies realities, that are in essence, irrational arrogates, and totally outside normal externalities!

Also, he ambitiously wants them, not to be fickle, but,
to be action capable, to leap into danger, at a drop of a hat, blind folded, and eat bullets for breakfast, lunch, and toss grenades in the mouth of any enemy, just for fun! Good luck with that!

In other words, make the janitors hoods, into bad ass spaced out, Spaceziggers dudes hoods, for real!

So, jimmy is down there in this poorly lit place all alone! He's got his work cut out for him, de-engineering a mental mind tissue log algorithms sets, injection interfaces. He works silently, no music, just quiet deadness! When you're like him, a mathematician, especially one with obsessive disorders, you like numbers, eat them, sleep with them! They are you friends, you know them better than you do real live people!

Mathematicians, sometimes either give themselves to them, rather than ordinary folks, because of the sweet spot, lure of proving the confirmation of the curious unknown angle, something that is oh, so hard to do with people, who got the balls to talk back to you!

Jimmy, already crunches the numbers in the codes, and inserted the software into this head he is holding in his hand! The others are also percolating!

We listen in on the conversation Jimmy is having with this head of a robot janitor called ,"All2good 1!" Its got wires coming out of it like crazy, it looks at Jimmey, as it asks him :

Yo engineer Jimmy, where do you, in effect, getting off fixing me, if I am not broke?

Broke?

Says Jimmy surprised by the question, since right now, these janitors robots, they have very basic primitive software modulating, and says to it,

All2good 1, it is I who determines, if your broke, not you, and I say you is broke!

O no I am not!

O yes you is!

O no I am not!

O yes you is!

O no I am not!

O yes you is!

How do you know?

How do I know?

Cause I told you so!

O no you didn't

O yes I did!

O no you didn't!

How do you know?

How do I know?

Cause I told you so!

My arm is not broke, my legs work, my motor works, if it burns out then I am broke! I don't got none of that stuff, put my head back on my neck now, Dammit!
I am not broke!

O yes you is!

O no I am not!

O yes you is!

How do you know?

How do I know? I don't know ?

Cause I told you so! Now, thats not important! Close your eyes in your head and go to sleep!

What you got to be kidding! I am not sleepy, never was, never will be, I don't sleep!
What you think I am human, or something? Give me a break!

I can't give you a break cause you already broke,

O no I am not!

O yes you is!
Shit, says jimmy, to himself, as he turns off the articulator and shuts the robot up, while the new software boots up in it slowly!

He hopes it will change this hood janitor, into a warrior! It should take about less than a hour, so Jimmy, he decides, what the heck, instead of waiting around here bored, he might as well take a break, and go up stairs to the lunch room for a bite to eat, and see whats going on up there!

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MEANWHILE :

About five minutes later, down comes Gotti GOT, looking for him to fix his laser pistol, which, for some reason, is not firing properly! So Gotti GOT, is looking around :

Wooo, man shit, shit man! What a crapping looking dump this is man! Yo, This joint is full of sucky stuff man! This joint is spooooooky! Who the hell lives down here? Dude got to be sick, mannn!
Whats up with this joint, this joint is dark! No lights Mannnn! Whats jimmy, doing down here man?
Wooooo man, check this place out man, weird stuff he got here! Whats this dumb ass looking robot head looking at me for?

Who are you, you're strange to me. My mommy, mommy is that you?

Quarter of nine I am behind time, I don't exist, lacking as I do a mine, is is like a lot who got to pay, as if I did something that way, a crime, did I do it? No, noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Oh, who are you?

Yo, robot you dead, shut the [BLEEP ] up. mannnn,
exclaimed gotti, freaking out, not knowing what the hell this was all about, it is so strange, he thought, the things one lives to see, impossible
unbeleivably, things things that can not happen, but does! Gotti looked at it, gotti looked at again harder, couldn't believe what was happening! What it was saying to him! It, or she, sounded crazy, but her voice was real, so natural. Could a little girl be in the head? His own mentality far from functioning optimally and jaded to boot, and his street wise common sense, impaired exacerbated by all kinds of psychological issues, he never the less, took a look at what was happening, and tried as best he could to figure out what was the voice emanating out of the robot head really meant!

Where? Where am I? Why? What did I do? I did, but out of mine called innocent, not convinced, just because , I ran away from home, please mommy! No applause! Don't abandon me, please, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Say what asked Gotti? Gotti, was looking at it! His eyebrows rose up, his eyes were real wide, almost popping out of his head, he was in total disbelief! He began to doubt his own sanity! He took a step forward slowly, and cautiously, slowly, bent over down, to get a closer look at the head! The bunch of complex wires, and fat transparent yellow tubes connected to it, started to sparkle with white lighted dots, that blinked off, and on, as if electricity was flowing in it faster and faster in it! then it said :

I am not at liberty mommy, I don't see my self. Can you see me mommy?

Mack Zack oh blow. . . .
please let me back come home mommy?
Please let me back come home mommy? Back come. ...comeeeeeeeeeeee co comeeeeeeeeeeeeee, cried the voice like some thing in deep pain, the childs voice was in, excruciating, excrusiating pain and suffering as it cried out again,
comeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
comeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Don't leave me alone! Please!

What? Whatttt? What? Who said that?

Then the little girl in the robot head said in a super low whispering voice : Don't leave me alone!

Is this a [ BLEEPING ] joke or something? If it is, I don't think its funny! yelled Gotti angrily, whose scrutiny of this weird situation was un-nerved by the complexity of the Phenomenon!

[ Beware of the Complexity of the phenomenon ]

[ If you find your self in a place, vaporized as a race in relationships that are tenuous, and then your intellectual bones, upon which you base your fundamental philosophical logic and common sense, scans your reality functionally, discerning whether your interpretations of what is real to you is real, or will your diagnosis deem it to be disintegrated, because the foundation, the structure of it, of the reality you are living, is as if it is in quick sand, is contingent on vested facts that fractally iterate second to second, change and melt as if they were made of wax, and heat some how is being applied, threatening the status quo, of each minute as although, the place was made to seem deceptively normal, like a fabricated heaven they talk about, you get a feeling that its false, you sense it, you feel it, you know something is not right, although everything an everybody looks alright, and says one thing you know different, when you leave and descend in to the realm of fractal times night! Deceived you are not, buttressed by intuition luckily, you hear voices in your head trust them instead, knowing independent verification is impossible, you trust! You trust, because when it comes to intuition you, you the you of you must!

Existence, is fractally temporary, and in your case, meant to be that way, when in the context of the you, you have come to associate yourself with! That, you have express your self as you, be it known to you this truth, you have a billion questions, and after you pass, billions of those questions you have and want to ask, will still be, as they are now destined to be, unanswered satisfactorily, for you do not have the time, you have curiosity , that you do have, have, time is what you do not!

And this place, is a place, located in a time, in time, where things are definitely not right, you know it, you sense it, your gut tells you, you're naturally trepidatious, and alarmed! Why? Because its out side of your logic, and is not short term true, no situation like this do, could arise by itself to? No! Something, or someone ignites it, sparks the catalyst which re-directs the real places and happenings into the unreal ones, which deceptively makes us think its real when it is not, causing us to reject a logical truth, for a fallacy, of something happening in the now, as being really real, but, in our heart of hearts, we think is impossible to happen at anytime, but it is!
If things turn out bad, as they often fractally do, its our fault, for not listening to our intuitions resolution too!
However, the mind is the mind, foolishly weded to the sublime, it is a liberal, aspirational biased towards fictitious heros that are figments of our imaginations, but predisposed to believe in! The mind, it s funny! It is not universally agreed, that to some of us, surreal events, do occur in our lives, without rhythm or reason, anytime suddenly and explainationlessly? Why? It is us, US! The basis of it all! We are Fractals : Long live the Fractals! ]

[ Beware of the Complexity of the phenomenon ]

We enter now into this unfolding situation :
sometimes depending on the situation, being by ones self, being alone, being alone in the dark is kind of spooky, makes you jittery, but at the same time relaxing, dream like, especially, sometimes, sometimes when we know we are in comfortable surroundings, we trustingly deem safe! Familiarity is the key! Anything else is Fractal!

No light, is dark, darkness, darkness knows how to press our buttons! It knows us, our primate genetically programed self, better that we can ever, ever hope to know!

Dark, especially the blackest darkness, opens up a can of worms in us psychologically, so far as our feelings are concerned, but, what is it, that which beguiles us about it, mystifies us, intrigues us, about being alone in the night, without light in the DARK?

We get the feeling of feeling a little gloomy, and we get the feeling of being a little scary in the basement of this ship flying throughout black fractal space alone.

Any sudden sound, any sound at all, jolts you awake to a higher degree, a higher state, perceivable higher than you thought you could be, spit you out, into the cutting edge of conscious curiosity!

Makes what? Makes you think, makes you ponder starkly for reasons of diversificationally, drives you forcefully to stop, to stop for a minute, that minute which you don't have, but must execute to be you, and look around for the sound! Where did it come from you ask, your self? You who do not understand yourself dare to ask ?
This behavior is built into us, to address the oncoming fear factor fractally! Where did it come from? Where ? Where? Where?

In reality, its quiet in here, only sounds, are sounds of computers, make, as different relays fan motors systems, are busying themselves modulating, and switching between different electrical feeds, and databases environments speeds!

A room, such as a large dark room like what we are now in , full of strange stuff, like where the ships repairman, Jimmey, Food, has his odd shop, can be a very scary place if you let it!

So anyway, Gotti Got came in and hears the young voice of a little girl, and stops dead in his tracts in the dark, turns around, scanning the blackness, the shadows big and small hoping to detect a movement, a sound, but nothing!

He looks around, turns around in a slow circle, and looks at the robot head! It is still, quiet! He turns away, and has his both eyeballs darting all over the place, all over the darkness, trying to locate the girls voice!

Whose that? Who dat? Who the hell's dat? Who dat? Who?: Sounds like a kid down in this dump?
What's up with dat?
Jimmy, jimmy got a girl down here? Down here with him, living down here with him,. O mannn . . . . Whats up with Dat? How low can you go?

Yo, little girl? I can hear you sugar, but I can't see you. . . its dark!

Talk to me little girl, so I can find you,

says Gotti Got sincerely, he's got his back to us and the robot head resting on the table, half hidden in a black shadow! All we see of it is its eyes and they are closed now, but just then, one opens, looks at him, then shut itself closed!

Gotti feels his way around the dark long corridors of the mechanics shop!

He looks and strain's his eyes to see this way and that, but for the life of him, he has no luck!

He back tracks and passes the head again, this time its eyes are half opened, but he doesn't notice it, and thinks nothing is wrong! And instead, over head, notices the big TD, machine glowing slightly in low soft green lights, floating near the ceiling, but he hasn't a clue what it is and walks under it and continues searching!

The floating Td machine is hovering over a pile of robot parts, and Gotti is unaware that just a little while ago, jimmy was sitting in that bench chair, without a back, and that is just about where the head is at, laying dead still on the table in the dark!
Gotti, whispers gently, tries to coach the little missing girl to speak to him again, so he can find her and help her!

Yo girl? Talk, man shit! Where you is? Where? Yo? Where you is, mannnnn. Where you is mannn I ain't got all night?
Where you is?
Yoooo, You say, you is looking for you mommy?

Gotti slowly makes his way over to the green light and looking down on the bench table, amongst all the clutter, he sees the janitor robot head again laying still sideways, this time its two eyes are open and turned looking at him, or he thinks it's looking at him! He checks it out, notices all the wires and fat yellow glass tubes connecting up to its head, and Gotti thinks to himself, dam just a stupid janitor head in for repairs, dam I could of sworn i head a kid, but its got to be my imagination, or a flash back drug I took last night or some [ BLEEP ]. Ain't shit down here!

then he hears OOOOOOOOOOOoooo. . . comes a sound and gotti is dumbfounded :

It can't be! It can't! it can't be coming from the head, with all those wires in it can it?
can't be!

[ it s funny how tautology mind inferences put forward instantaneously by the mind it self as it tries to decipher an objection to empiricism because it is impossible to account for a means, and be it a proponent creator of multi solutions to a query abstractly fractally!

Some times a person knows and perceives something, but feels the need to be sure, proof positive before allowing oneself to except a new truth, he knows is true all ready! ]

Gotti is perplexed, His gut is telling him the girls is in the head, his brain is telling no way! He decides to ascertain definitely, to find out once and for all, and steps slowly through the shadows and approaches the head laying on the table. He looks down at it, and observes it well! It was made of Emilockas, and designed a little smaller size, then that a human head, and its face, didn't look at all human, but resembled a plastic clowns face, but no garish colors! Everything was in grey tones, except for a two inch wide black painted strips on each side of his cheeks, which had nine little white flashing buttons placed at equal distances on it, and the words in shiny chrome, that spells out its name ," Allgood1, " on its forehead!

It t'was strange, strange seeing it there, laying there, like that, and why all the wires? Could it be there because it is in for repairs? Why? He thought, and then just then he heard a buzz as one of its eyes, the left one activated, and rolled around twice, coming to a stop, and looking directly at Gotti, who began to perspire!
Then, the other right eyeball, it too, made a buzzing sound, buzzzzzzzzzzz, and rotated and aligned it self so that both eyeballs stared at him! Gotti broke out sweating now, looking down at this, looking down at this thing, that was looking up at him!

Then a sudden chill races up his spine as he hears the girls sobbing for her mother, he raised up his eyebrows and bugs his eyes out staring at the talking robot head laying in front of him on the lit bench as it says :

Mommmy mommyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy are you there?

Holy shit, mannnnnnnn yo, yoooooooo mann shit mannnnnnnnn! It, It was you, you in the head yooooooo man? Whats up with dat?

Yo man, hold on a second, says Gotti, as he pulls out a small flash can container of space drugs called "Sunderance in the pants," and pops one, OK, little girl, this story you gone tell me got to be," a fractally goodam bone good cool," so just let me take another little snort, get me cool, sniff, sniff, Ok Woowww, he says as the drug takes affect, and he smiles broadly, and says :
Aahhhh year I am feeling ready for a good story mannnnnnn, thats it OK, little girl go ahead tell me how you got in the head, and make it good ha, ha, ha, ha laughs Gotti GOT!

But the head made buzzing sounds and an odd computer sounds like this :zac zac sac zaccle wacleeeeeeeee zzac!
What did the sounds mean was it a code, a mode, something emanating from he forbidden abodes of hell, who can tell? Its strange in the dark, dark dimensions that jump out at you and for brief second you think it is funny until you realize the laugh is on you, and there is nothing funny about this at all, its out of help outside of you, times up too! Something bad, with the technologies, unconscious biases, is poking and prodding a being, and it is stirring near you in the dark looking at you! Something bad is about to happen to you!

Deep in side, Gotti's mind, he is stumped, puzzled, troubled, and now a little high tries to confront the talking head phenomenon, but his mentality does a double take, gets paranoiac and conjectures this whole scene is a ploy, the head a toy, and that little girly cool voice is complex data, ingeniously being used to bamboozle him, make him out to be a fool, cruel joke, that smokes, thinks he, doing this clever trickery!
He laughs,
Ha, ha, ha, Hey yoooooo robot head, robot head, you dead mannnnn! heh heh, ha, ha, oh mannn! " To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet,"
Whats with the little girl talk? Some space ziggar put you up to try to scare little old Gotti, Ha, ha, ha, Check it out! You got to got have more tricks that lick, than Gotti GOT to get picked baby, Yoooooooo Gotti baddddd, ha, ha, ha, ha, Now hear this sugar in the head, check it out baby, I get was going down, this place is booby trapped to scare off anybody that comes down here, including me, when Jimmy the man, ain't here, thats what I think, you just a trick, that was smartly packages and whole, till I cracked you! Ha, ha, ha, ha! Yo, took me a while, bad child, you had me going for a good while, ha, ha, ha, ha. you had me fooled neat trick! Yoba boba! heh, hee, ha, ha! You all got your licks! ha, ha, ha, ha!

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Then the voice, that little girly voice, said to him, in a stunningly frightened haunting bewitching tone, which sounded so, so sincerely real, it changed his mind, it did! And made him believe the girl in the robots head!
It sounded out side of time, so far out, and psychologically engaging and endowed multifacetly with transformational fractal thought injections, that it would blow anybodies mind and change their mind, and make them think, and do her bidding in a wink :

Laughter here, in the hereafter, when we have that time, this not be, ripped from me I, Why? Ripped my brain, a little girl I be, Why Gotti GOT, this is not as you mentioned, you see this is not jest, no trap, no joke on you, this is not a secret request, transparently I speak, speakkkkk, open to you, I was me, and I am no more you see, and from my mother they invisible took my brain out of my head, right out, took me here, and placed me inside here, in this head, and I am dying, dying! If you do not help me stranger, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I for sure, surely will die, Pleaseeeeeee I need you to help me! Why?

I am in the robots head and I can't get out! Oh, noooooooo!
I am in the robots head and I can't get out! OMG, I cannnnnn't.
I can't. . .

sobbed the little girl inside the robot head! She was sobbing and crying profusely, and hearing the little kid cry like that, like that, was so touching, it touched Gotti's heart!

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.
Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.14

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

I, I, I am scared! I am scared, they will come back and get me! I want to be able to fight them, so please help me by putting my head on a neck belonging to a strong body, a strong big body, so I will be able to defend my self!

Yooo mannn, yo what the hell you asking mannnnnnnn? You want me to do what? Run that crap by me again mannnnnnnnnnn, asked Gotti, you want me to put your head on a neck?

Yes mommy!

Hate to break your bubble, lay this shit down on you means trouble, put you down girl, but your moma, truth is, I am not!
Listen, mann, yo! You bugging! Little girl, check it out spacebaby, you messed up! mannnnnn, sounds like you on drugs, spacehayhaybaby! But thats ok, hey, so am I mann! You, you shit mannn! Yo, Goddam man, this shit is not making any sense, man!
Put your head on a neck,
put your head on a neck?
Yo mannnnn this is heavy! Wooooo, mannnnn Gotti got to tell you is! Like this, well yooooooo man see I never put a head on a neck! I don't know to much shit like that you understand? I am, well, not good with tech, don't got much schooling bet! Dig? I might drop your [ BLEEPING ] head mannnnnn! Drop it, drop that shit on the floor, man and once that shit drop, man, it will bouncing all over, all around, and shit, an you, you, you'll be, well you might be, in a worse situation than you is now, mannnnnn! What if that happens? Mannnnnn? And, and, and a eyeball pops out or a screw or some shit like that man? I be nervous, mannnnnn, I am getting nervous just thinking about that shit, mannnnnn?
See look,

said Gotti raising up his two hands to show her, how he was nervous and his fingers were all trembling, all ready!

OOOO O Oh help me pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee !

Me? Meeeeeeeee? What? What can I do? I got the shaky shakes! My [BLEEPING ] NERVES are, hey, them shits are shot, mannnnnn, cause the heavies duty drugs I take man! I on freakin," Fractal Wolfingspace-poppa pills, "baby! Them some bad o pills , mann! Check me out! See! See, see look? Check my, my, my fingers got the shakes! I got no tech skills mannnnn!

OH! You can do it, I know you cannn! You must try do it! Put my head on a neck! Put my head on a neck and you will save me! I will be safe, I will be safe in a big body! Do it, pleaseeeeeeee! oh please do it now, time is important do it now!

Gotti was to say the least. totally confused, as he turned around in a circle, looked a round in a circle, back and forth, then turned looking at all the robot spare body parts, There so many down here! There was robot janitors, outside ship surface maintenance robot workers, a sentient drone flyer eye recorder machine, and one with out a head, that was a big, combat heavy duty warrior machine called a ToaaRoc7000, armed with multi framework nubogas self-targeting lazier machine guns, and a couple of janitors hoods all2good1's!

Gotti, said,

Wow, its dark down here, but I can see there are so many of them, a couple of them don't got no heads on them! Which one of these mother [BLEEPING ]spare part bodies, do you want, which one of them, that I see here standing up against the wall, which one of the space-ziggars, do you think will be Ok?

The girl in the robot head sighed, and paused a second, then the eyes of the robot head, rolled around and stopped to stare at the big one, and said looking at the military weaponry, The TooaaRoc 7000!!

OH myyyyyyyyyyy! I see one! I see one! look! Its perfect, that one," The TooaaRoc 7000," she exclaimed enthusiastically to Gotti!

Now, nowwww Gotti, thought to himself, something smells! Something is smelling goddam mother [ BLEEPING ] fishy! Something is not right here, this little girl, this little kid, this child in the head, knows the name of the big Master mac warrior machine robot! She could of said that big robot, but, she didn't ,she, she, she named it specifically! She has knowledge of it! She knew it! She knew it! How? How does a little girl know about such a weapon? Such a bad weapon, how does she know it by name, how, like that by name? I got to be insane, but nobody, nobody, knows that thing by name less, they're into tactical spacewarfare intelligence! There is no name written on it, no way to guess its name! No one here to tell her its name! How? How can a child, know? Especially a little girl, little girls know about dresses, flowers, doll houses, fancy brite colored girly space ships to fly short distances! Fancy interfaces communicators, Girly Data vertical glasses in colors! But, but, . . . To know by name a anchor military complex chunk of hardware, like the TooaaRoc 7000, and not only know its name but be able to identify it by sight, pick it out, pick it out like as if she is familiar with it! No, this shit fractal stinks, and brinks, mannnnnnn! She knowing it like that, means something is not right, not right at all, ponders Gotti, his street smarts now kicks in, big time, making him very, very suspicious of this whole thing! If I placed her head into the robots connection neck slot and she activated it, this kid, would in control of that thing! She would in control of that big terrible mother jumbo [BLEEPING ] fighting machine! No, way a kid, in control of an analytics tool, and piece of heavy armament like the TooaaRoc 7000, would make her way too powerful a child mannnnnnnn! Wooo she scares me! But, but wait a second, thinks Gotti, this voice maybe, its not her, maybe? Maybe, it belongs to a malfunctioning program, or a program that somehow has gained consciousness, and wants take over, like the other crazy [ BLEEPING ] program like Captain Balls?

The dude, Gotti Got, the man, He got suspicious immediately!
Street life had taught him, fool me once, shooting me with a hot piece of white light twice, means no second chances for me to have a nice life, better to shoot you first, before you shoot me last!
So with that, bad ass fractal space-boy reasoning, what a dude like a bad spaceziggar frig- gar like me, do next, was let my," mojo," mind flex, and step up to the plate, and do what a mans got to do, thought Gotti! I got to get this shit right, cause something is telling me, I won't get another chance baby!

Yo, kid,

Will you help me?

NO! Your story is sounding more and more like a ton of BS!
You BS'ing me spacebaby! Gotti don't appreciate that shit at all, mannnnnn!

Oh, nooo I am not lying to you, I am not! Oh, nooo I am not, I am not! Oh pleaseeee believe me!

Girl, you, you, youuuuuuuu. or what ever you are in that robot head, you full of it mannn! You want big guns, big ass lazer guns? Check it out : little girls and big guns, don't go together, never? Dig it!
You want to play, say it ain't so! Girl, you want to play the dominant player! Macro governor, and Mayor, me, what am I paint on the wall? Foul ball player? No spacebaby, Gotti sees it differently!

NO, Honest, I am not trying to do anything bad! All I need is for you to take pity on me, for you to have a heart and help me, help meeeee pleaseeeeeee!

Interesting, the shit lines, you putting down to twist confine my mind to a space dumbo behind, but, check this shit out , mannn! Ain't happening Spacebaby! Over weight lies, jumbo sizeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, jumbo size lies, you throwing in my eyes? In my eyes? You been laying on me, girl! You playing me? But check it out, you got to get up early to get over on Gotti, baby!

Noooooooooooooooooooooooo! No, I am not deceiving you, this not a line, not a lie, I am in danger, I need you to help me!

Year right!
Check it out baby girl, you had me going ha, ha, ha, had my ass fooled for while! Your interesting little experiment, sounded good, off the charts good, But tough shit on you baby! Gotti got smarts! I am from the space streets baby, I don't play! I am no fool! Dig it! And little girl, voice in the head, I got to tell you, I am beginning to think you stink! You are BS'ing me!

No, no thats not true!

And Spaceziggar this out, baby, thinking it over real good, real hard! I figured your story you putting down, is trying to scam my ass? Yoooooooo spacebaby. . . . ain't happening!

No, you're mistaken! You don't understand! They stole my brain, they stole my brain! Pleasee oh nooowaaaaa boo hoo!

Connect your ass up to what? What, that big gun, that big ass robot, over there! Woooooo baby! I don't think so! Too much gun power in the hands of a baby child, makes that baby child go wild! Gotti don't think so, Gotti says no! I don't buy that shit baby! No sir ree! Up your ass! Bye bye baby!

The trapped little child in the robot head on hearing him talk to her like that, was shocked and began to cry and wailed loudly :

Wa waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa no, its not true, Oh, please, you don't understand, you don't! You've got this all wrong, I am helpless, wa waaaaaaaaaaaaaaawa waaaaaaaaaaaaaaawa waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa boo hoo! Help me help meeeeeeee! Help me to protect my self, thats all I ask, pleaseeeeeeeeee! Connect up my head to it! Pleaseeeeeee! Oh, Pleaseeeeeee!

You can ball your ass all you want! You can cry till your eyes fall out your head, bottom line. I said no!
When Gotti says no, thats it baby bye,

said Gotti firmly and coldly, turning his back to leave as the girl in the robot head cried and sobbed !
But as he was walking down the corridor to leave the room, something happened! First, from behind him, there came a sound, a strange sound, like di, di , did diiiiiiii did diiiiiiiiiiii. . . . it was the sounds of digital computer making sounds! He heard them, but paid it no mind! Then there was wirling sounds, then suddenly, an angry, very angry mans voice yelled out to him in an very authoritative commanding tone, and said :

Human I am getting sick and tired of playing with you! Leaving me is not an option, you are not eligible, Not eligible to do anything but die, human!

as the words came out suddenly several of the electrical extension cords, swung around and the head elevated in the air, it eyes glowed brite white, as it looked down at him as he kept walking away, then the wires gather around the head, spinning a wiring around like a live spiderweb, and started to take it to attach it to the Big robot, the TooaaRoc 7000, and Gotti got a feeling telling him to turn around now, just in time to see it getting ready to being attached to the big robots neck slot, Gotti, yelled :

What? What the [ BLEEP ] YOU THINK YOU DOING beautiful person?

Human who the do, YOU THINK YOUR TALKING TO?
IN A MINUTE I WILL BE CONNECTED, won't be long now, then I am going to rip your head off your neck, and stick it right in your mouth, human!

When Gotti heard this his eyes popped out!
Gotti was caught off guard, blown-away, was shocked, shocked stood there watching, but couldn't believe it, but then his minds chaos gave vent to an instantaneous enormous volatile anger welling up triple in him, as he realized he'd been played for a fool, for a big, big fool, that the only ass in this universe was him, this thing was getting ready to set his clock, bury his ass fractal fast! And chain it up with a lock! Get it, got it good! He had only seconds to act, and do what he should! He, instantly pulled out his laser blasting Zzaaaatooom, ZZzaaaatooom, zaaaatoooooooommmmmm! He blasted the mountain of wires carrying the head, ran to it, pulled out a knife and swung it slashing the wires, all of them again and again, he grabbed the head in his hands, pulled out the wires! Plucking them out, one by one, then he took the head, and ran, running as fast as he could down the halls to the bathroom, he throws it down angrily into the big toilet, looks down at it and sticks out his arm, pointing his finger pointing at it, and screams at it very slowly and methodically :

Now . . . . I . . . am . . . . gone. . . . shit on you!

Then he pulled down his pants and shitted on it, then he flushed the toilet out into space, he pulled up his pants, washed and cleaned his hands, sprayed some clean smelling fractal sunshine air freshener in the air, turned out the fractal light in the bathroom, closed the fractal door, and left , went up stairs, and didn't say a word to nobody about this, no one! It was his secret!

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MEANWHILE

We come upon a scene in the lunch room, where we got all the crew are sitting around chilling out and at the same time running their mouth about this and that, BS'ing and discussing traveling to raid a strange tomb belonging to a long dead king, on the planet of the blue man comwonder! The members socializing are :
Captain Roy and his new pal the fish dude, the Wofour-nogashuhs, the blue man Dooovo, Comwonder, who knows the where abouts of this tomb they headed for, and Jimmy food, one of his engineers, and the guy who is in charge of getting his hoods up to speed militarily,

And his secret lover and Co pilot Captain Scankey, and his other strange crewman survivor, named : Kinkeyful Pas'zow, an Woanaga man from shiwhippa tri-sector quadrant, who escaped along with the others out of the ",BUCKET OF LIPS," prison! Truth is Roy, knows little about the new members of the crew!

Ticko, bash in my glass, with one more , please, tickooooo, says Pas'zow smiling broadly. He's only around two hundred years old, and doesn't look a day over a hundred, his race is usually good for four hundred years! They're the happy go lucky Nibiltarians, they purple and white, with extremely long red hair, and suedo humanoidic but their nature is Bilaterian like, and have a third tissue layer, the mesoderm, between the endo- and ectoderm that give them a distinct appearance, of hard scaly skin that they uniquely evolved being both desert people and ocean dwellers too! Pas'zow is a very small guy, short for his people! Same size as Gotti, six or seven feet in stature! His head his round like basketball with two eyes in the front as well as one in back, no nose, but an oval shaped mouth with a long tongue shaped, and taking after that of a seahorse tail, capable of reaching out, grabbing, and holding on to prey, and squeezing it to death, then flop it into his mouth for chewing! He can also beat drums with it! And slap you in the face with it! He a nice guy! And, has a kind of weird personality, quiet for long periods, and when he does open up, one learns he has a thing for cemeteries, and has had several run in's with the law about touching dead bodies, which for some strange reason, attracts him! So now that Captain Roy brings up the subject of Tomb Robbing, and the theme, of a dead body of some king in the grave, appeals to him right away! Its just right up his alley, being that he lurks in cemeteries for kicks back at home, in his native Woanagaouuuuto ouuuuto, homeland.

Me stink, he says, which for some reason language wise, he's misusing the word, "stink," for think : But besides that, his people smell like a fancy perfume luckily, which is a good thing, anyway speaking of someone smelling :

Me stink me want to go! Me want that!

Ha, ha, ha, you lost me ticko, you want , what the hell you want?

Me take king to my house!

Captain Roy, looks at the guy, and asks :

Hey pas'zowy, Let me get this straight! You want to come along with us to rob his tomb, so you can find the dead kings body?

Yes! Mes! Yes , mess! Me stink, if kings is well preserved, if he is well embalmed, me take him home, put on wall look it!

What if the kings body is, like Com'wonder, said a taboo object, protected by a strange terrible ghost!

Me stink, me give ghost some Hopalinffufu taboo juice, give a tall glass, nice and cold, and us make friends and take him home too!

Ghost don't drink, man! , said Jimmy smirking, and twirling his mustache!

Everybody drink,
says paz'zow, laughing, see, he said nodding to them and raising up his hand and sticking out his finger to make a point, acting like he knew what the hell, he was talking about!

What if the Ghost don't got no mouth? chimes in jimmy food , laughing, ha, ha, ha ,ha!

Then he can sniff it!

ha, ha, ha, heh what the ha, ha, ha he's right this drink is powerful! It gets you high! chuckles Scankey!

See, continued Pas'zow,: When you alive, you don't have time, to be quiet, but when you dead, every thing is nice, nice and quiet, Thats why me like dead!

Pas'zowiiii baby, I hate to blow your bubble, but being dead sucks, man,said Scankey!
" Booooo," ghost be making all kinds of sounds and racket in the night, man! Hey Pas'zow, Ain't ghost dead?asked Food?

No, they are chilling!

What the heck you saying man? You run that one by my ass again man, pleads Captain Roy cracking up, ha, ha, ha,

Ok, wait, wait you saying we are chilling here and now? And you telling me, asks jimmy, they are chilling out too!

Sure, why the hell not, You stink you only ones that enjoy getting together and Bull shitting, Ghost like to Bull shitting too! Ha, ha, ha!

Wait wait now, now lets be real!

Tell me about it!

This kings, whats his face, I forget now, this King, hey this dude, we gone rob, he is dead, so he is a ghost right?

Oh course, you can't be a ghost, unless you dead!

All of a sudden in walks Gotti, joining into the conversation, Yo mannnn I am a ghost! And I am not dead, he says smiling and laughing, ha, ha, ha!

Don't bet on it, yet, snaps Scankey!

Shit did I , little oh me, little old meee, hear the big beautiful lady in the house say something to me, WoW! Pretty lady, baby! you made my dead day alive, but by the way : Shit don't tell me what to bet on! I bet on anything, anywhere, any time mannnnnn!

Do I look like man to you? Gotti! You got too many issues ! And no tissues!

Oh, Oh! Gotti Got got a fighter in the house!

And this bitch is not afraid of a mouse!

Woooooooo what side of the bed did you get off baby! ha, ha, ha,

Sure in hell wasn't Your backside jerk, and none of your dam business too! Mannnnnn!

Captain Roy whips out his lazier pistol and aims slowly at Gottie forehead and smiles blinks at him and says : Ok listen if you say you is a ghost I am gone shoot your ass, and since you a ghost you won't mind, because you dead, is that what you explaining to us, mannnnnn!

Why you putting words in my mouth, mannnnnnnnn? aiming that thing at me, like that mann? I am an unemployed ghost, doing temp work! Dude I am not no full time ghost! Put the that thing away mannnnnnn!

You look like a pot roast instead of ghost, but we ain't hungry we prefer to go out to eat! Thank you! snapped Scankey fixing her lipstick applying red on thickly!

Correct me if I am misstakin, You just told us you is a Ghost, Why? Said Roy, taking out his lazer and pointing at him again? . Ghosts aren't scared of a little lazier holes in the forehead? Are they?

Hey Gotti, says Pas'zowi, Me was stinking, if the captain fills you full of holes and make you dead, don't worry you can come to my house, me put you on wall and look at you, too!

Man, thats big hearted of you dude says Gotti in a low slow depressed tone of voice! Nice to know you watching my back, like that, mannnnn!

Me tooo. . . No way I want to put him on my wall, nail his ass up there, ha, ha, ha, ha. . . said jimmy food laughing! Ha, ha, ha, ha!

Gotti says yo. . . Thats totally OZ some and down right, " To-pa-cha-whaycha-wet-wet," everybody wants to take me home, but hey, Mannnnnn you space ziggars must be bugging! What you think? Ghost aren't two bit chomps, you can't just take us home! Where you hear that shit, we got better thing s to do, mannnnnn than hang with the like of you!

Like hanging from a noose?

Ha, ha, ha, ha ooo Oh look, yells Gotti! , We ghosts are very particular! You got to be the cool, cause Gotti is cool! mannnnnnnnnn!

Hey, look guys asks Pas'zowi what you stink, is Gotti cool or him suck?

Sucks!.SUCKS! SuckS! He sucks big time! YER THE MAN SUCKS! Sucks! HA. HA, HA, HA!

Yo! Check it out, Pas'zow, this ghost gone kick your ass , if you keep talking like that mannnnnn!

Me no stink soooooooo, me no stink! LISTEN LET ME TELL YOU LITTLE STORY!

Oh shit man, not another one! Wait, wait his stories stink by day and stunk by night, ha, ha, ha!

Got that right, his stories suck! Ha, ha, ha!

Tell me about it!

Two stinks don't make one stunk, HA, HA,HA, HEH,HEH, HA, HA!.

Oh yes, in pas'zoweys case, his stories do mannnn!, ha, ha, ha, ,ha chuckles com'wonder

Wait, Wait, let the dude speak !

Yes me stink, you should Listen me speak! thats what me stink!

Yes you do, don't denie it ! Ha, ha, ha heh oh. ha, ha, ha !

Me think him funny, laughs com wonder! ha,ha, ha, heh he he hee oh ha, ha, ha !

OMG, He stinks!

Got that right! ha, ha, ha!

So anyway me tell story now! so look so long day and me and my little wondboghaggabu, my wife, we go to bed!

Oh shit, so long? ha, ha, ha!

How long ?

Here we go again! Oh man! another one of his bombs! Ha, ha, ha ha, heh, heh!

Give me another drink of that shit mannn!

Want ice?

What does Wondboghaggabu mean? ha, ha ha !

Oh shit ha, ha, ha better keep it a secret! ha, ha, heh hee .. he he Shit man we don't want to know!

Year, we too young! We got to cover our young ears! Ha, ha, ha! mannnnn!

How come all your stories are about your dead wife Wondboghaggabu?

Year mannnn !

Two cubes good, now er can you give me a straw, too!! hey your stories man, wooo Whats up with dat, ha, ha, ha laughs Gotti!

Me still think him last story so funny, ha, ha, ha laughs com'wonder heartily!
Ha, ha,ha, Oh give us break pas'zowey mann! Shit!

I can just hear it coming Wondboghaggabu, she snores out loud soon as you get in bed with her, right? Ha, ha, ha! Oh heh he he !

She don't got no nose! Oh OW! Wow, dats rough! how can she tell if his story stinks? Ha, ha, ha! Shit! thats a good one! ha, ha, ha !

Wait wait , I, I am still trying to forget his last story, mannnn!,Ha, ha,m ha!

Shit that stunk too, mannnn! ha, ha, ha, heh, heh, ha, ha!

Whats in this ? asks com'wonder examing his drink?

Who the hell knows!

Taste good! Right?

Hey scankey aren't you suppose to be driving this ship?

It's on auto!

Automatic driving under the influence, right! Ha, ha, ha, exclaims jimmy hilariously

Up yours Jimmy Food!

Dam its past my bed time, yawned jimmy pretending to be sleepy: According to a person, who spoke on anonymity it is a private conversation but I'll tell you about it If, you don't tell anybody! I am listening

Hey Scankey!

Yep!

Are you engaged, not engaged, or actively engaged in your job!

Me and the ship are on auto!

We are one seriously engaged group! Wooooo this taste good, said Jimmy sipping his drink, We consider ourselves lucky! I know I do! We flying in a spaceship that don't got no big holds! The gravitation conditioning works most of the time, we not floating around banging our heads in to walls, none of that crap! You got me! I am a good mechanic! Hey can I have another drink, this shit is great! The air conditioning works sometimes, I am constantly working on it! The re cycle system is turned on most of the time, and now, we all alive, survived Captain mega Balls, and tomorrow, hoo' ray! We, we gone grave robbing, what else can Fractal Star Cadets want? We love what we do as opposed to workers who are not engaged in what they do, could give a [ BLEEP ] They just want to pick up a pay check!

Hey that works for me!

Me stink this one crazy ship! ha,ha, hoo ha, ha laughts Pas'zow

Oh, shit, you just figured it out? ha, ha, ha! oH man!

Hey Pas'zowi dude, So before you tell us another story pas'zow we still are trying to strike the right balance in comprehending what the hell you said in your last [ BLEEPING ] story! See! We is humans man we cool, but we do need to be updated, with whats going down on other worlds man, mannnnn! So, be cool, Pas'zowey! Lay that last story shit on us one more time, mannnn! Cause that stuff is freaking sick, mannnnnn! Ha, ha, ha, hee hee ha!
We look you straight in the eye, and we need to use a straight comb and go, ha, ha, ha heh, heh, go combing through, analysis, why you need a robot that looks like your dead wife? Go ahead space dude, go ahead, go ahead, go onnnn! Explain that?

Year, ha, ha,ha

Can I have one?

Shit, I been in," The BUCKET of LIPS," so long, I'll take one, if she cute, said gotti laughing, ha, ha, ha!

I do numerous searches for reasons, reasons for why you guys think thats Ok, its still is beyond to me, quiries Scankey, trying to figure out men! You men are a trip!

What you saying?

Well on his planet, he says thats their custom!

I'd be dead many times over. . . . but hello. . . [ BLEEP ] HIS CUSTOMS!

Chill out!
Its time to evaluate the complex questions that arose from the argument of what you do.
We want you to have some semblance of the good life, but having sex with your dead wife?
Why do I got a problem with that?

Me don't understand humans?

Look, no offense, we just making fun with you. . . . Pas'zow. Nahh, we really don't care what you do to your dead wife mannn! thats your business!

Year! Me hope so, cause truth is, you human people don't know what your missing!

Oh hell we dooooo! Dudeeeeeeee!

Look you want to hear me story?

I can live without it, Pas'zow!
Wait, wait, before you go on to lay another story on us! How about finishing expelling the myths, of the last story You told us about! Its got problems!

Why! Its got problems? asked Pas;zow

How hard is it for you explain to us what you get by having sex with a wife that is dead! asked Captain Roy curiously?

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Me told you already, mann! Its our way! It's our culture, we macho men, don't you understand! You humans got a problem with other people culture? It's the Nibiltarians way, mann!

Naaa! We human dudes. . . . we are liberals mannnnn! What ever makes you happy, is cool with us, mannnnnnnn!

Look, It's our duty to demonstrate our love is unbreakable, and that its is so strong, not even death can break our love! Thats why we do it, mann! We are very proud of our customs!

Com'wonder asks Why are you prejudice! Both the perpetrators and victims of misconceptions? Both ends! Me no understand?

You got a great generous life! But Customs are customs! You got your culture, and we got ours! Take no offense like I said before we are just playing with you man!

Now I tell you one thing, you guys pursue which, well, said Captain Roy, It kind of peeks my interest is how you produce robots that look like your wife, and make love to it, thats interesting!

I don't believe it! I listening to this but i don't believe it, whispers scankey! Are you men, men serious? OMG?

Financially! The manufacturing global oversight point of view, is interesting too!

How thats, asks roy, his curiousity rising about the subject of robotics fabrication?

Well, says Pas'zow breathing in deeply and blinking his eyes : robot fabrication marketing wise, would be favorably biased, and stocks in it would go through the roof!

Well, you are looking and stinking financially, business wise, but it is morally our duty to really show loyalty to the deceased! You must do it to prevent brain drain!

Brain drain?, asks Captain Roy, really curiously now?

Oh course, if you have a robot made of your dead wife, your brain will remember her always, because you are keeping her memories alive!
But of course, if your love is unbreakable, that not even death can break it, you prove that! Me stinks, you should do like us, and make a robot of your beloved wife or if it is a man, and your beloved husband. This is natural!
Jimmy called me a perp, me no do nothing bad! Me no like what him say!

What about any EMP, problems. . . . Have you not taken steps to shield the electrical grid for your robot wife?
Me, stink, no need for that!
What if a major character event, the ultimate scenario, the ultimate disaster you lost power how would do it if it lost power?
No wife?
Well you do what men do when they don't got no wife! Society would crumble, with no women!

You men are so full of shit! Sex is all you think about, Goddam! You are really pathetic! Human or not human, or what ever, you men are just full of shit!
Pas'zow, I think you suck! Really! If your wife died? Than grow up. Grow up, get over your grief mannn! Grow up! Be a man! Move on get another one! Dude!

Whats with getting a robot wife replacement ? Whats wrong with that?

Oh my GOD! And you, you Captain, you say your interested? Then you suck too, shit! Oh, Mann You know I am freaking mad! I am the only female on board, but really, we are so superior to you guys, WoW!
You men, are so warped, you such wussies, such little babies! Its unbelievable! Your sex obsession is pathetically sick! you should be ashamed ! OMG!
Thats the thing that put me over the edge, gets me mad, get me crazed, I feel like taking out my lazier and frying all you crisp! Men Ohhhhh I am so out of here,

said Scanky storming out fuming angry! What is her idea of the problem that frustrates her so, is it Mother Natures exciting but slow terrified ways!

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[ Mother Natures exciting but slow terrified ways! ] part 1

[ Natures oversight view is so terribly vaster than vast, it is her, Nature! Nature inspires children! Nature inspires you and scientists to, to learn, to solve problems that are difficult too! A problem is a problem when its solution evades hidden in shades of thrush unknown to you! What is the problem, is it defined as obsession with war? That is but one problem, but what about the sex impulse obsession as a disease problem, pay attention less so or more so, is it necessary to please, and pleases who you? Or, you or your mindset pleasing Natures mandates to procreate, without water you can't live, without sex too, doomed are you! For certain, does that there-fore mean, it can accelerate the cause and effect, the guilt portion, the guilt quotient, that is unseen, in the head, the head is doing what the genes said, males pursue the females, and throw them in bed! That said, the illness of desire in the sexual quagmire deemed by fire, is natures doing, Nature dutifully inspires copulation certainality specie vitality co-Continuances of ecosystems, prestigious primal directive, supportive survivability, but wouldn't, ponder if you dare, consider it be wonderful if the acquisition of standardized robotic nursing care, aware applicable to population maintenance was fostered and proliferated remotely by controlled bots, whose appraisal industrially, would, populations efficientize, because of its physicality superiority, durability wise, would be rejuvenate-able plowing through life's obstacle firewalls, minor error flaws like cancer diseases, body fragility, age limitations, genetic mishaps, improved by the contender? MAN the mind bender? Improving, and man made, this effort, cascade raising of genetic credibility to the pinnacle of it being baked into evolving fractal historical origin of nature, indirectly as a sub-by product processed produced by one of natures own by products, species, [ man / woman ] Improving, as it were, on nature? Who made it possible? Now asks one was this natures plan all along? A little help from a song? Nature, nature how are you getting along? To have yourselves improve it? Now risks rise when you mechanize, say truths again, twice! Risks rise when you mechanize, fractal mechanization will come, both corporally, mentally, and unfortunately obscured is this possibility for now, it will take a while. A while is what you don't have! The one thing can change the cause course of your day, is death, beside that, existent modalities are offered eventually, we understand the inevitability of sickness, and physical wear and tear repairs, we like to prevent you from needing these services, these robotic solutions updates are stop and go! Step by step, you laugh ho, ho, ho, but, respect them, for they are coming, benign they are not. Concept false posturing due to structurally religiousities stale mentality, welded to the outdated, un evolutionized, is anti time, anti nature, is a waste of your time, that you don't have, is accepted for now, because backwardness must past receding into the past, so it won't be backward anymore in the store! Clean out inventories! New waves wash up on the sea shore, as a new sun rises and shines illuminating newer sharper minds, and kinds! And that takes, like all great magnificent things in natures care : Time! When time of that time is past time, and its VIP, institutionalized ignorance subjected, to obsolescence, man woman will rise!
Time creeps, but creeping, is better than not creeping! The thing is : will you as a reader be around to enjoy it?

Where you as a reader of these," Galactic Fractal Writings," born after the time of , "The genie generations " or whats commonly referred to as : gene re-engineering enhancements modifications, or are you unfortunately born priorly to that era, and you are short term perishable? Short term perishable? Short term perishable? The needle got stuck in the groove, are you? Beware! ]

[ Mother natures exciting but slow terrified ways! ] part 1

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MEANWHILE

After Scankey got angry and rushed out, Pas'zowi, on seeing the star co captain Pilot Scankey, rush out of the lunchroom because his comments she found infuriating, and baffling, decided to excuse himself from the party gathering, and follows after Co pilot Scankey, to apologize and ask for forgiveness for getting her so upset! Pas'zowi, is wise enough to know when it comes to females, be that as it may of any specie, they have their own distinct ways of thinking and sensitivities that have to be considered, and not wanting to jeopardize their friendship, he wished to speak with her alone. There in the hallway he called to her wait! She did stop in the hall of the big winding corridor, puzzled by him calling to her like that! She turned, you could see she was clearly distressed, as she stood up standing straight rigidly and looked him directly in the eye! And as he walked getting closer, he began to address her saying :

Star high star, he said saluting her out of respect, Whether my ways are ways that are foreign to you, my respectful star lady Scankey, and not to your liking, preserving a love-one through science, is happening on my world, and perhaps one day your world too might embrace it, for the future is what is, upon it, is based the present, if it wishes that be so, and neither you nor Me knows the future unknowns!

Soon we will go raiding a tomb, star lady! We are tomorrow, are embarking dangerously gambling outlives for a chance at untold wealth, we trust your Captain, as you do, and respect him, and I don't know, but if rumors that you are fond of him are true, than listen to me, and with all due respect, me to you do speak, my respectful star lady Scankey!

In such an adventure death can snatch anyone of us, me, you, perhaps the Captain? I want you to have this! Its mine, but I don't need it now, you scan him with it! It will transfer his bodies dynamics into data. If one day, it is your desire to have a duplicate made of him by your side forever! it will be possible! One, that will not go on crazy trips and adventures, but attend you, stay at your side, and do as you say, then take it from me to you as a gift,humbly star lady, said Pas'zowi respectfully in low steady tone and sincere demeanor.

Here, said Pas'zowi handing her a bag from his backpack! Scankey had listened to his words, not looking at staring his eyes, instead she looked at the floor, she let her head hang down, and one could see plainly, she was pained by the world of powerful words, the alien, was saying! Truth is what we want, but when we get slapped in the face with it hard, it hurts! She turned away without taking it, then stopped, and turned around and looked at him, and stretched out her hands trembling and reluctantly, knowing what she was about to do was irreconcilably wrong, but she took it anyway, and walked sadly away down the long corridor of the ship, with out saying thank you or anything to him more!

Pas'zowi returned back, and the guys were drunk and merry,
and got him to forget about telling new stories, but insisted he repeat the old story he told them before for the third time!

Well me know me said this before, but OK, you want to hear it again. Pas'zowi ponders to him self : humans are crazy!, as they all pull up a their chairs around him, laughing and grinning, and chuckling, because Pas'zowi english accent, really sounds funny to them, and makes his stories sound hilarious! You can hear them cracking up as he goes ahead speaking! : Ha, ha, ha, ha!

Well, Me said it before, me said again! Me no know, but, somethings just get to me, make me nuts! Me stink, me really stink :
all people, yes all peoples of the Galaxy need to have sex with a special love one, who pass away suddenly, who dead, immediately!
When, ever the opportunity presents it self, mind you, and conditions permit, If you never done it do it! Me do it all da time!
You see me can tell you from experience! This goes way back, me learn bout this stuff! ! Me when I was teenager, me father pa'zowhowi, him me teach! So me, he put go in guide Guidance Planetary Nibiltarians Union! You know a place for young people, So, so, so be there me, working a couple of years as butcher be, then when me turn twenty three, after studying what me could see, at the prestigious Planetary Dongberbungi Bone Institute, than me got ,"Harsagito," thats, me certification a funeral home director! Me, after various apprenticeships, me can do flash one second laser cremations, and also specialties like earth bound funerals properly with honor and proportion a dignified send off, and me got a space certification for official seta VIP# 1, space sendoff dispatches in space funerals too!
Either way, in space or on my planet me love it!
Me stink it's great work, if you can get! Me do have a problem with multi galactic corporations like the Corp. Ba'girmadogana,
who want to invest in the badlands of the Shagasure, in our provinces and take over ever aspect of commercial activity, me stinks this sucks!
They try to punish and belittle workers, they want the whole [ BLEEPING ] pie, and don't care if we little guys die! Thats why, me want work for me self!
Me stink, if you love you work you lucky bastard, thats all me stink!

Me got Forty one years working in funeral business on me planet! Sometimes me have sex with intakes, because they are lonely and have no family and me stinks they need to sent off to afterlife happy, and sexually satisfied, thats all! Me do it! Once me had a female friend from back city, named Rogagga, and we talk business, for hours and hours at my house, and, you know after while every body let their hair down and relax, she me tell once and while she do it to male intakes too! So, for sure me know lots of funeral directors in the small one man shops business do it!
In me planet it is common!

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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   The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

   CHAPTER 17 FRACTKASODE 17.15



   "BIG REX"

   One of his personalities in another life

   Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

When a female director does it to a male, its a sinch to spot! It is easy for you see it, because of the tell tale signs! You will notice his manly private parts is tall and has rigormortis, and won't lay down! Now that is Embarrassing if you is a woman!

Now, hold on a second, let me stink a moment! Year, me, me stink, what that shows is whole lot of carelessness! What is shows is what happens when let your passions and emotions get in the way of hiding tell tale details!
That should never had happened like that, and the fact that it did, means sloppy behaviors and failure to follow appropriate procedures professionally was the cause of it! And the fact that it's a woman who did it, reflects poorly on female practitioners who make love to the dead males! Shame on her!

Now making love to the dead is art form that goes back thousands and thousands of years on my world : Woanaga-Uoplophumaplop, in the shiwhippa tri-sector quadrant, thats the name of my planet, and section of space, and where me come from!

But, you, you know something, we, we Nibiltarians, are very, well, how should me say it, you know, people here, are, are mature minded biologically and liberally sophisticated about romancing love ones who fall dead asleep forever and ever! We stink its cool to beloved when we are alive, and especially when we are dead, that someone stinks so much about us to love us to death in death, that is just too Cool!

It in my world, its OK! Me no know, humans me stink got different ideas about it, you are not at all on the same page, some are ok, other guys act like hypocritical sissies! Now speaking for a moment to you Com'wonder you are not human so you can relate to what me is saying?

Yes me do, responded com'wonder curiously!
So me do too, said pas'zowi!
I don't know, if this is your experience Com'wonder, have you, have you ever noticed, that you know, when you are talking to a human, about this subject, some of you guys, start to like sweat bullets, get uneasy, you know be acting up , like strange like, or, or they like bust out laughing, like they be stinking its outrageous or something! And look, you be looking at the human dudes, and they be like almost changing colors and some of you look like they gone shit in their pants! Oh mann. . . .the subject matter is over the top for some dudes! Some humans, are so, so backward in DCI, deceased corporality interfacing actions stinkings, and me have met some more backwards than others, really. . . . you got tum a weird culture, compared to mine, where to us Nibiltarians, the choice is so clear, thats all me stink, and thats all me am saying!

Anyways personally when Me was on my planet in the city, where me from, North Yamogearlisy'Notrner, there we got all kinds of technologies! Its up to you to eat lots of Yapper berries to keep you in a good healthy state of mind, and be up on the latest technologies, to be competent, and able to act with disgresion and taste and respectful of the wishes of relatives and love ones!
If you are ever placed in a situation, where you can control the prevailing privacy issues, and its up to you to give the last rights for a body, the good emotional affects can last for ever, and the love one deserves to be treated with dignity! And if its up to you to administer romance to the dearly departed, it certainly helps to be knowledgable and know how! So for those of you interested in trying! This is how me do it!

Me use, " The Hafoquis," technology immediately, me take body, place it in one of my airless, virtual electromagnetic chambers, the thing is, you got to learn the techniques regarding a body, the body even though it is dead, has to be cared for more than ever, than when it was alive! You got take care that the spirit survives comfortably, and to keep the body cool under thirty five degrees so the meat won't spoil!
You wouldn't like your meat to spoil, so don't spoil somebody else's, right?

See, me stink its like this, see, me stink the body is special, very special! It is codified uniformly by everyone as an object of respect, and it is a sacred fractal body, which should incentive-vise you to be like us, to preserve it, by applications of embalming advanced techniques, including robotic body preservation through body replicational manufacturing processes used today, but, nevertheless, Me stink, its frustrating to hear revelations that some people don't do it, correctly, and don't understand the wide available explicit post life care maintenance options they have at their disposal.

And realize this basic fact, that the body's subject to stressful decomposition, which if you act responsibly and quickly, can be controlled scientifically, depending on many sequential time specify fractal body type factors, any of which utilized affect or deflect the time necessary to break it down. Generally speaking, Me prefer to cremate, but, it was a personal thing with me! A personal decision and thing with me, in my case!
I wanted her around, my wife, my dear departed little Wondboghaggabu! She was a human woman, by the way. . . . just mentioning that, so you know me no prejudice, and, er , and, and me want to make love to her body once more, before placing her back in storage! Me like to take her out from time to time to say hello!
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Now, now, er huh um, er Oh year almost forgot. . . one other thing dudes, remember! Year, remember, to be careful with your body! You don't want it to lose its shape! Do you? Have every seen a fat bloated body? Fat and swelling up like big balloon? No way! So keep it cold! Hold it gently but firmly!
But generally with humans, Its good to know a few facts! If you know, for instance, other traditional recourses, like take a body and it is buried in a coffin in the ground, down deep, it could take as long as seventy years for all of the tissue to disappear, depending on the location and geo climatic fractal temperature factors. But, OMG, if it is exposed to the elements, it will decay very quickly. The most important factor is to keep air exposure to a minimum, keep in an airless chamber, and how much exposure the body has, will determine its decomposition rate time line and the eventual growth of bacteria. An abundance of exposure to air, moisture speeds up the decomposition process! So thats reckless!
Don't be reckless! You don't want to go there! See me stink, what is good for love one, is good for you! So Air, and air, its management, is crucial, see, all flesh, except for," The Bad Morrungop-magil' cutvasab'shtohoi's, " peoples decompose, they are one of a kind, an oddity! They are so bad, and evil not even the worms want them! So you know they bad!

See, you got to know stuff, you understand me? And, and have a little knowledge to maneuver the body subtlety! Right after your love one passes away, you get your basic, "primary flaccidity" of the body! It doesn't matter how long it takes to break down, feeding Cigomavas, Jerfas, and animals and insects, worms and Baba birds, will break it down, also quickening the process, if it is exposed and left outside!. Scientifically, It takes a very long time, perhaps bones, for instance, can take hundred of years to be completely broken down, to decay fully, unless they were eaten, in which case thats a whole new ball game! Bad luck you know what me saying!

What is death? Death happens, Me love it, me love it, if there weren't no death me won't be making a living! Me be out of work! Unemployed! That'll suck!
Thats what we funeral directors administer to professionally! What happens in a short span of time, when the body stops working and its, devoid of artificially being kept alive, is it goes through a myriad of multiple grisly phases, beginning with of course, when a person's heart stops beating, the cells of the body's cells cellular respiration ceases to occur, and the resultant access to oxygen is gone and they all die.

And, naturally, the circulatory system wants to start to drain, and pools in the low-lying limbs like the buttocks, as rigor mortis, the body stiffening process gets not only ignited but accelerated, especially the muscles, where it sets in after only three or four hours, and by the end of a day its cold! Making love to a cold body is exciting! Kind of like swimming in cold water, you move faster! Funny thing, year real funny, is, after a day or two no more rigor mortis, the body is very flexible again! I don't know why that is, just is!

Anyway! Me stink, if you have no scientific training, and you're doing this ad-hoc, then let your nose and eyes be your guide, that most important thing you can do! A room, is basic, if your poor, but if you have means, a person of means, and you have to have a nice dignified updated controlled airless compartment furnished room, with music, and with all the remotely controlled temperature apps, to shoot rays to spray and apply froze temps, to certain areas of the body, but not to where you want to remain prolonged, nice and soft and pliable! This technology mapped and standardized according to those with access to our worlds libraries Spectrophilia charts databases!

Me stink, with the correct cold applications, correctly applied to the normal muscular contraction, the body is unable to complete the cycle and release modalities processes between the ATP, myosin and actin binding, whether not it is to promote or hinder transduction, depends on what activity you want biologically, but with certain areas left warmed, they will relax its tissues, unless one is an experience operator! Thats it is to say, to avoid sexual internal warmth cavity control failure issues, takes skill sets that require patience to acclimate your self to! The good news is the more experience you get, the more proficient and body manipulator wise, operator you become! Anybody can do it! You can do it! Try it and see!

But! Like me said : keep in mine, what bacteria needs besides oxygen to survive is time!

So use it wisely! Don't waste it! Start making love to the body as soon as possible! And ask advice from a friendly neighbor, or a buddy, or dude, someone with knowledge before hand, be smart about it dramatically, other wise your experience will be unpleasant, and you be doing a dis-service to your love ones dignity!

Now, I'll be honest with you, er, um, er It, It didn't occur to me immediately, to order a robot replication of my wife, but since my planets is a galactic hub, famous for our trans exports robot fabrications facilities, that are first class! I did come to the logical decision to choose to make one done of her! It came out cool! Looks just like her! To save money I order one without toes! She don't need toes, me stink!
Now I was happy! I have no regrets! She can make love forever, and she always ready. Can I tell and feel the difference? Of course there is nothing like the real thing, but I accept, she is the next best thing, and make do! What can me do,

Pas'zow said sadly. And she is home now waiting for him, if and when ever he's lucky, and gets out of this situation alive and returns to his Woanaga-Uoplophumaplop homeland!

[ 2 ]

Gotti who had been sitting listening to all of this finally interrupted saying :

Yo mann I don't think I want anybody messing with my body, mannn,
Year me too mann, chimes in Jimmy!
And, and and I don't think I be messing with any bodies elses bodies mannnnn, I be scared o that mann!

Don't be scared, says Pas'zowi decisively as he looks across at Gotti scratching his head pondering seriously, like he's deeply conflicted!
Whats you saying, Don't be scared! Man that shit is scary! You be making love to a dead space chick, and, and, and she be looking at you with her eyes open man, Oh man! WOW!
So what? She looked at you when she was alive right? So she's looking at you when she's dead, whats the difference?
Year says Captain roy, pull her eyelids down, if it bothers you Gotti!

I don't know? mannnnn? See, when I be making out, I be telling the space babe, all about what pretty eyes she does got, and all, you know what I am saying,

So, do what the Captain suggest, close her eyes, says Pas'zowi!

Close her eyes? Close them hmnn?, asks Gotti, perturbed, and scratching his head pondering it seriously again!
Yep!

Wooooooooo, man! I don't even know how mannnnn?
Its easy grab them and pull them down!
Eyeballs, eyeballs down, eyeballs up, eyeballs down, up, what happens it the bitch wakes up?
Ha, ha, ha, Gotti, just sing her a lullaby and put to sleep! ha, ha, ha!
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Oh, shit man you guys ever get in an bad spacious space jam while you talking to a dead girl, man while mind space fraction-a-cating out?
Wooooo Gotti, what you talk to the dead, when you drug bugging, ask jimmy?

Man, when I am mind space fraction-a-cating out, Me I talk mannnnn I don't care if you dead red! Depends on how good the stuff is mann?
Now talking to a dead person and making love to one isn't that a whole different thing, mann, asked Jimmy curiously, while at the same time, twirling nervously, his long white mustache in a Salvador Dali style?

But what if the space babe talks back to you mannn,

asks Gotti, who because of his heavy drug use, has had more than his share of his mind space fraction-a-cating out experiences?

Oh wow! That would be a problem, getting embroiled in a funky argument, with a dead chick, that would be wooooooo so, very, very funky, mannnnnn

says, Jimmy smiling, smiling, his tiny mouth smirking slightly, as he gazes casually at Gotti, acknowledging Gotti is indeed, getting riled up over this!

Year, see what I am thinking? See, see, thats, thats where them, them. . . . Spirits and all thats stuff come in to the picture, mannnnn! That shit is scary mannnnn!

What? What do you got to be scared about? I mean what in the worlds do you got to be scared about?

Are you serious? asks Gotti, curiously, and turning and looking at him sideways tilting, his head, and shaking it slightly, implying this guy he's talking to, must be nuts!

[ 3 ]

MEANWHILE

suddenly something happens that jolts them out of their relaxed party mode, and drags them all back in to reality!

The ships talking avatar computer Star Sandrickra, calls the crews attention that they are on course and in range of the trajectory of the target! :

Approaching [ Mizaieyetit'paravigeggods! ] [ Mizaieyetit'paravigeggods! ] planet is on screen . Approaching planet [ Mizaieyetit'paravigeggods! ] is on screen,

said the avatar repeatedly, which is where originally, the Blueman, Dooovof' Com' wonder came from! .

Star Crews addressed, Star Crews addressed, articulations : Be advised, be advised!
We are now entering coordinates targeted planets modification range window!
Be advised we are entering range of [ Mizaieyetit'paravigeggods! ] planet!
Be advised we are entering range of [ Mizaieyetit'paravigeggods! ] planet!

Captain Roy, hears the notification, shakes his head to activate his implants audio visuals, checks the readout descriptive planets inhabitants categories, in his head eye implants connected to the main ships, oversight command control data flow screen displays. Captain roy, lets his crew know the bad news, as a precursor of the dangers to come!

Dam!
Listen up every body!

My readout OMG' looks rough! Bad! However one aggregates the data compiled by it, Its going to be tricky, guys! We best be prepared and not disregard its warnings, it cannot justify or dismiss, the considerable possibilities, burdens and risks of us being likely attacked by the wild hordes of small predators, one to two feet long, I see down there on the surface!

Best, well the best, I, I can tell!

They seem to be, like Dinazasurudogs,
surmises Captain Roy

which my guess is, they increased population wise, in large numbers, due to, Well, . . . I guess, er huh, well, was probably created after the decimation of your people Com' wonder?

When the invaders of your world came, when they came, they're barbaric acts of cannibalism wrought dramatic changes in the growth in numbers of Dinazasurudogs, which according to the readout, appear to be every where!
It seems, it seems, Com'wonder, when the invaders killed off your people, and left thousands of peoples bodies out in the open, all eviscerated, disemboweled, their remains were left to be eaten by smaller animals, who were attracted to the corpses, and proceeded hungrily eliminating all vestiges of them! Thats whose down there, said Captain Roy sadly!

Me agree! Me agree, sad is the day of mine kind me, moaned Com'wonder, very sadly! Me people gone! Ya'ya muss bo-patgonia muocbata Oh no, mesiisjvih'ba frola'bucsa, muu'nu erdram'vadusx'jis-fatfatoodom icka vada, said Com'wonder in his native language! Captain Roy, captured the instant channel translation, it was not pretty to hear, these cold hearted words but truth leaden sayings of the blueman!

[ Natures renewness law, is impermissible to accept, but we have no choice, she, is efficient, change is the one constant, waste not! Eat all or be eaten! ]

Well, guys time to get serious!

Whats up Cap, asked Gotti?
Fun and games time got to fade, time to hook up your mind to the job coming up!

What?
Job, said gotti. What job, asked gotti?
We got a planet down there. We got a date, with a dead king sleeping on a ton of hot rocks like diamonds gold crystals with billions in cold cash Gotti my man, Its going to be, cash and carry time, all you can, ha, ha, ha!
We got a tomb configuration ready to max out and its goodies belong in our pockets! All we got to do is have the balls to go get it! You guys are down right? Dam straight, count me in! I am in! Me, Me know how poverty looks, so with a little luck, we find this tomb, me will learn what being rich looks like said Com'wonder smiling hopefully, at Captain Roy!

Sounds good to me, said Jimmey smiling
Me too!replied com'wonder smiling, with a little sign of a twinkle in his eyes!
So, hey,

said Captain Roy standing up, and walking and yawning and stretching his body, and waving his hands to get the attention of his crewmen, so they would look his way! He spoke in to his radio, and asked his co Captain and pilot, Star Scankey, to get down here and join them as fast as she could! Took a minute or two, and when she appeared through the doors, he said :

Heres my plan, you guys had a good time drinking and fooling around today! Tonight I want you guys to get a good sleep, so you can get up and be powerfully alert for tomorrow!

Captain Roy, he waved his hand again triggering his implant to a sensor interface device, making appears an EP, environmental plane, virtual electronic rap around picture screen in front of them, that covers the walls like lighted white paint, showing sketches he prepared and text, maps, chart landing trajectories, mountain and the Kings tomb locations approximations.

By the way Doctor Jimmy food, I hope you hooked up the hoods, robot janitors I asked you to help me with? Are you ready with my hoods by tomorrow?

Star high star, Captain Roy, year, I upgraded them janitor hoods, with military vial aggression software, and threw in some insane peoples brains into the mix, and tested them out! All eight hoods, ha, ha, ha! I turned them into bad boy fighting machines! Yep! I did, I did, ha, ha, ha !

laughs Jimmy twirling his white curved mustache! Your Hoods, now are mad as hell, and can't take it anymore, and are ready to fight anything and kill anything that moves, when you tell them, laughs Engineer, Jimmy Food, smiling, his tiny mouth showing a bunch of tiny white teeth!! He was so busy, he didn't notice one of the robot hood heads is missing, and thinks nothing of it, and that he probably just missed placed it, and that it is somewhere in the basement!

OK, My new Fractal Starvoco Cadets, easy for me to see , behind the your ears your wets, experience lacking, yes I got that bet, put away your toys business time is now! Time to think, think hard and get set!
This is whats happening, hold your questions for last. What I am doing is giving you a general layout plan, details I be glad to discuss later,

Captain Roy, looked around quickly at everybody, and said very enthusiastically, and with a spring in his step, and in a strong voice showing confidence in himself and the task at hand! The men sat in up in their chairs now, anxious and conscious of the change in their Captains speech, and courageous attitude signifying, that yes indeed, the time had come!

This is how its going to be :

Firstly!

The ships takes up orbital position around the target planet, but my Co-Captain Star Scankey, I will put in charge of controlling it, and monitoring its auto dynamic land to ship, piloting systems installations, while we're on th planet! We'll take a shuttle down to land! We all disembark, take up standard military mother, children, mother defensive formations with hoods out twenty feet, fronting ahead of us navigating forward to mountain trajectory ! Breaking ranks! Retreating is not an option unless I authorize it, or my co Captain Star Scankey!


Secondly!

The ships, " Vicma," or ships avatar, Star Sandricka , will be on two way communications surveillance camera standby mode!
That means, what? It means, hey guys, you'll be able to talk with her, with a special head set each of you are going to have! Hello! Put it on! Keep it on! Use it, don't lose it, don't abuse it! Don't know how to use, don't be dumb'ass, ask! Its there to let us know if danger is coming, to give us a heads up as a team, that there may be tracking hazards, in which, we got to keep and eye out for! And beside that she'll tell us, what routes in this strange world topography, ecosystem biological animal environment, to warn us about hazardous horizons that we can't tell exist once we are on ground level! What the [ BLEEP ] am I talking about?
Can I get a clue? Sure! Items such quick sand, swamps, potential, avalanches, major wind turbulence, falling rocks, flying birds, big as house, that are looking for a hamburger, and it thinks you're that hamburger!! And access strategies, and procedures to suggest ways to aid little old us, in our quests for survival!

Thirdly
Once, on the ground, and the explosives are set, you guys hide duck, cover dam head close tight those eyeballs you got, if don't want dust in them bad boys! We'll plot Evic33's, a high-depth explosive blast designations on the volcano wall to open it up to a tunnel below, that leads down inside the tomb! Then one bomb makes the hole, another bomb to clean out the hole and all the debris, 123! Its gone, be fast, hot, driving power, so, its dangerous! Act accordingly!

No brainer! Hide your ass, keep down till I say come out! We using heavy shit so when I stay duck, Duck, and hide! I mean just that! Stay clear of the blast area, got it Gotti?
The ships intra spectroscope underground systematic telescopes reconnaissance, infra-red cameras systems, will plot tunnels to facilitate access short cuts once in side the tombs!

Don't do anything by yourself, listen, listen, listen to me! Stay dynamically linear, stay data empirically driven, with me, we should do fine! You want to try something new forget bout it! Not on my time, no don't try this or that! Do only what I tell you period! I don't love you! I love you if you as a team work together to get what we came for! Rocks and jewels worth big time money!

Fourthly!

Each guy will have twenty bags, being greedy is Ok, fill them up, hand them over to the hoods robot helper to take them out to the surface, fill up the shuttle!
Come on guys look out for each other, make my day! I want this to work for everybody!
Don't, I say don't try to bring out a gold stone that weighs a ton, or really big and heavy, only small stuff! Hello take things that are easy to carry out! Don't be stupid! Be quick, don't lose your cool, don't do anything stupid! You will hurt yourself, cause there is no ambulance or doctors you get hurt your on your own! Eat that, understand it. Sorry, that's life. Sorry, that's death! I am dead serious! Look I am giving everybody head lamps, turn them on! If you don't look where you're walking and fall down a hole, that hole is where you'll stay, it's your grave, its your ass, so help me! I am not canceling the mission for you. Stay alert! Stay together as a team, keep your dialogues up, keep in touch with ship reconnaissance to let you know what is happening around you, and you do fine!

Fifthly

  Ok, check it out! We all need what? What? To be ready, so when the suns comes up in the morning,
our bodies are well rested, cause thats, thats when we, we go down! Get some good rest, sleep your ass off , I need you sober, no drinking! I need you sober not on drugs Gotti! You Gotti and Pas'zowi don't got no experience in this, so listen to my orders, stay alert do what your told when your told, shut up the hell up, no drinking, no drugs, stay alive!
Now you got questions shoot! I am all [ BLEEPING ] ears!

[ 4 ]

Now I am in this with you ,but, but, what, I want to know is, what is it you know, that we don't that we don't, dig it, asked Gotti?
Roy, shakes his head at him puzzled by the query, then asks him point blank,
What you talking about?
Whats chances we got coming out alive?
Whats chances we got coming out dead, is what you're really asking, we are in life, dancing on nails, and can get hurt anytime, anywhere. The chances are based on luck! Luck! What would we do, or where would we be without her? Use you head and gun and our chances of coming out alive is pretty good! We got to make our own luck Gotti, answered Captain Roy!

Ok,

said Gotti, answering, and one could tell he was in an ugly place in his head, trying to figure out what the future held in store for us. And then he asked

Them scavenger things down there that came out on the read out? What about them?

What you talking about?

I am talking bout. . . Those son of bitches, what you call them watch's ma call-its, dogs down there? Those Scavengers ?

The dinazasurudogs, answers captain Roy questioningly?

Year, says Gotti, Whats up with them ? What, Gobble gobble, whoo ba buba plans do you got to take them Dino-dogs out Cap?

Whats the matter Gotti? Scavengers feed on the dead. Dead Gotti. Get it? Unless you plan on being dead , not, a problem! Right?

Well, Hey! No Problem!

Still?

Still what Gotti?

Those which ma call-its- the Dino'dogs things!

Ok, Gotti, heres the deal, With the Dinazasurudogs, they are," hello," numerous, year OK! But, they feed on the dead! last time I checked, we ain't dead! I think if they are stupid enough to mess with us, once we shoot them in the ass, with our lasers, I think they'll get the picture, see what time it is, and chill! They'll see, we're not the type to mess around with, and will leave our ass alone! Go home! They'll coward, and high tail it away from us as fast as they can! But, who knows? lets say,like you they get high on drugs, if thats the case, and If they do pose a problem and come on to us in mass and attack our patrol, like, then, hello! We get nasty!

Nasty, asked Gotti, tilting his head and staring in to Captain Roys eyes, triple curious?

Thats right Gotti, whispers Captain Roy smiling like a bad dude in the big house with a bad secret!
And drop Octigloblockbusteristical laser cleaner uppers on them, covering a mile or two around the landing camp we are going to set up, that should bust their nut, spill their gut, and make them nice and dead! Ha, ha, ha! chill out Gotti, ha, ha, ha,

laughs Roy!

Plus, p-ssssssss!

Roy makes a funny sound with his lips and whispers,

Hey Gotti!

Gotti didn't answer, but tilted his head to the other side and blinked, and continued to keep a sharp eye on the Captain, who he thought was playing with his head!

Hey Gotti! you know something? Hey scankey, tell him about the thannnnnng!

What? Oh please Cap, you want me to tell him about the thannnnnnng!

Year, he's cool!

OK, guess what, she said tilting her head to the side just like Gotti had his head tilted to the side, so that both of them had their heads tilted, and looked ridiculous,

What, asked Gotti, still holding his head tilted to the side, like he didn't trust them?

See Gotti, dig, this! The thing, or thannnnnnng is. . . . I got the scoop on these critters Gotti!
I am going to be specific and to the point! I wanted to ramp up my knowledge on these creatures, cause I was not familiar with them, and they're hugely interesting!
So!
I spoke! I spoke, with an expert on those types of scavenger type dinasoric-combo-mammals, interestingly they have all sorts of pathologies, they are mentally, naturally scared of you. See like Captain Roy said, they don't mess with you if you are alive, only if your dead!
They know the live person will hurt them, so, they shy away from us! Understand you know, they're into that psychology : once burned , twice shy syndrome, so theres no need for you to be afraid Gotti, You do this!

What, asked Gotti?

You go out side and find one approach it slowly.

What?

Year, you go out side, and do what you're doing now! See, just like you have your head tilted now, you go outside and tilt your head from side to side, ten times really, really fast, that will hypnotize them, grab a hammer beat it in the head, and toss it in the pot and make a hamburger of it, they taste delicious !
Make great hamburgers, you'll gone love it!

Really,

exclaimed Gotti pleasantly surprised by the information, gotti, raised up his eyebrows high, and smiled, and said amazed?

I didn't know that!

Really?
Really! You, you wouldn't be pulling my leg, now baby?

Honey pie, you know I wouldn't lie ?

Do I?

Sure you do!

Really?

Really!

Really ?

Really!

You're not, you not BS'ing me a little?

Hell no! Hell no Joe, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, heh, heh ! Oh, ha, !

Scankey suddenly burst into laughter, she couldn't hold it any longer! She was playing him all the while, till she couldn't anymore!
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, heh, heh ! Oh, ha,
the room erupts in laughter ha, ha, ha, ha, oh , ha. . . . . as everyone joins in the fun, realizing she was joking with him ha, ha, ha, ha!

Ha, ha, ha! Omg, geeee! Ha, ha, ha!

Scankey, chuckles laughing, happy with her self and proud of her dual of wits with him, thinking to her self : What a "uckerball," that freako tickooo dude he is, OMG! Does he? Or doesn't he ? He does! Dude eats spacefuzzzzz, and that can't be good! He's OMG, such a turn off, Oh mannnnn, I mean tickooooo! Oh well, what you gone do? Takes all kind of shit to make a Universe. If it weren't crazy people in it, it would be half as fun, would it? Anyway, I need to take piss, wish I could piss on him, but. anyway, that was fun, hilarious in fact humiliating him like that, ha, ha, cool,
thought scankey:
Hey, she said to them:

Excuse me I got to go to the mens room, ha, ha, ha!

she said smiling, with her flirty eyes, while all the men looked at her get up and leave the lunchroom with all eyes on her butt.

Hey mine if we come along? Asked Gotti, smiling and tilting his head back and forth real fast!

Year me got to go too!

said kinkeyful Pas'zowi with a big big smile!

Year, me, suddenly got urge to go, said Roy joking!

I' ll second that, ha, ha, ha said jimmy grinning !

She left the rowdy fellow crew members behind, and went to the silence of the ladies room, closed the door, and leaned back on it and pondered heavily about that afternoon events, and she felt strangely cautiously optimistic about their future.
She thought :

"Hey, " she said whispering to her self :

That little ripping chat with Gotti was fun.

She gets a great kick out of joking with him she thought. Then she whispers out loud :

He's such a jerk, a street wise piece of shit, a real piece of work crazy as they come, ho hum, ho hummmmm, year, a dude, but slick and dumb, dumb, and as smart as they come, all at the same time!

She's washing her hands, and as she looks in the mirror, she thinks shes getting the feeling that, the room begins to get smaller, darker, the light is dimming, or just seems so, she doesn't know.

All this, as she thinking, she thinks, she hears something.
And its hard to know what it is? Is she imagining it , imagining? She gets sudden rush of sound in her head, like as if something or someone was trying to tell her something, but what? She gets a tingling feeling in her legs, and feels a strong sense that something is about to happen, is it a premonition?

Sometimes, sometimes a person gets a funny feeling in the head, the brain, an intuitive muscle contracts sequentially contracting, prorating pre-amend phase idea constructs, distortion frequencies emitting some some where, but where, bending momentarily ones train of thought, or giving one a feeling, a feeling one can't put into words, but can feel, can feel it real.

Anyway, time marches on, she looks at herself in the mirror again, she notices she's getting a pimple on her left side of her chin, it might get big, she worries, but doesn't know, and moves her head closer to the mirror to check it out better! Then, she as she looking, thinks the room begins going back to the way it looked a second ago, the light brightens and, she takes a napkin and wipes under her eyes, the cool dampness of the cloth is all so soothing to her her, she breathes out , sighs, she relaxes, and thinks:

All in all, generally we all are alive and doing well. Hell! How long that'll last is anybodies guess, and what, that thought, that last thought, she thought, felt funny. A little strange! So, she said it again, the word? The word," bodies," kind of felt funny, when she said it! So she said a again a few time in her mind it was shinning like a dime!
As if she was not to say it. As if it was forbidden to her? But how could that be? As if, saying it had some strange magical meaning to heavy for her, at this time to deal with. A mystery?

Anyway, Later that night she took a bath, and got ready to sleep. Roy came in , she made him take a shower, and they made love! Afterwards he got sleepy, and she told him, how much, she admired all the effort he put into getting everything ready, and organized for tomorrow. But she didn't think he heard a word , he looked like he was fast asleep, and was! She laid her head on his back, and thought for long while. A very long while! And got a feeling only a woman can get! What, what happens, she asked her self, if something happens to this hunk, than what?

As she laid on his body, the word hit her like ton of firefly thorns, and bounced on the walls of her head like a pin pong ball! It dawned on her, all that crazy talk Pas'zowi was saying. She opened her eyes wide as if seeing a vision! She was now acting on impulse, she pushed herself up slowly off him, and went got the," SI atomic scanner," Pas'zowi got her, scanned him, back and forth!

The tiny light indicator flashed bright green, signaling to her, it was a good successful data scan, all his bodies data got stored! She backed away and hid it! Then crawled back in bed and went to sleep next to him!

[ 5 ]

Roy, was in a deep dream like sleep, a beautiful place, steep in sleep, and we often go there when we sleep, and its like life, and we remember worrying about 'getting back to, to the business at hand, whether that be raiding a tomb' and how far was it from here and in which direction. Roy remembers thinking about a dream in which he actually got lost in this dream and ended up having to deal with some very shady grave robbers, big big, muscular gloats, greedy as can be, who ultimately ripped me off you see, said he.
Yes, danger lurks, and, of us, makes jerks!

Have you ever, have you ever, tried imagining things while you are awake, trying to think things up in your mind like in a dream, you try but things like life is not what it seems?

You can't even come close. But Roy was not awake! Roy, Captain Roy was sound asleep, sound asleep in , in bed, and after a very long protracted snooze suddenly, slowly, very slowly, pulls on something in his head, an corpusqularity repository strange place in us this be, inside ones mind stirs us up you see, we know not why, you see, this place we go, were we lay ourselves down to sleep safely we think so, its all right so? So we do! But fool we do ourselves in hyperbolic space, there is no place safe! None!

But, like all magic our heart to it do beats, we hear it, our soul it stirs us out, to move, turnover, to move about, and creep out of our sleep. Out of our sleep! It does, it does drag him out of his mental stupor, and drags his mind from its safe world into reality! Captain Roy, Roy, it drags him out of his slumber, from that place, from that special place of wonder, we all seek, both the strong and the meek sleep! Is it true, anyone, really takes time to think about it, its a place we all wish to dwell?
So far, so very far, away is it, from hell! No need to ring a bell to wake us, mother nature does that as a courtesy, automatically, so fabulous, and considerate, and thoughtful is she? She's like my avatar, command and control computer Star Sandricka, watching over me! Watching my back!
I feel lucky, year, despite my ship is not the best, I am able to make do. My crew, I lost so many experienced men, not the best people I have now, but I will make do. I got Jimmy, I got hoods, I got my Chocolate and hopefully with this rag tag bunch of guys and a lot of luck, I will raid this tomb and come out a winner.
Yes, so, what is so, so, I don't know! I heard the morning, I heard the morning wake up, before it awoke! My head cleared up, no more smoke, this day I am going to wake up too, will be a day of days, thinks Roy hopefully. A day of days!

Suddenly, the ships command and control center avatar, Star Sandricka commences a wake up call to the crew advising all of them its time to get up:

Be advised its is morning please wake up.
Be advised its is morning please wake up.
Be advised its is morning please wake up.
Be advised its is morning please wake up.

Time now : its zero six hundred hours, Dis-embarkation is at zero eight hundred hours!

So
Gotti hops out of bed, and so do the other dudes too, they take a quick shower, and it dawns on them they need some last minute practice shooting a laser gun, so they trek down to the holographic deck infra shell chamber downstairs : Gotti screams out : yo yoooooooo :

Hell man, we got ten minutes to practice. Thats all I need! He says taking out of the chimeric military carrying box, a giant weapon called a Shiuleeful back Gumta laser blaster 112.

Hey Gotti, you know how to shoot this thing, asked Pas'zowi?
Oh sure, I think you press this here, the big blue button, for big bullets laser blasts, that'll kill anything, and that's it! Aim and shoot! Its easy!
Year, but don't you got to know how to aim that Gotti? See aiming is important Gotti!
Year,. year, year thats makes sense! Lets say, yo, something mean jelly bean, down there, sneaks up on my ass, and you gone protect me, you got to aim that tickoooo mannnn, you dig? Its you against the world, mannnnn!
What?
What world?

We is fighting for our lives mannnn, you know what I means? Lets pretend OK! Someone is trying to attack, attack me right? Ok, and you watching my back, cause you my mannnn, right?

Right! And I am watching your back too, cause you my mannnnn, right?

Right! And, you gone shoot, any thing that mess wit me, right?

Right! So you got to know how to shoot? Right?

Right! But, but see Gotti, you got be able to use applied sine syncopated coordinatetudinality astro mind to gun elevations iterations, designed generic trajectory weaponry to mental targetry to object scoping, thats how we, we use this gun Gotti!

So you saying I got to know. . . . I got to know what? What? Whatttttttt ? Mannnn, see I been in jail mannnnn a long time mannnn. I missed out on a lot! This is news to me, dig it? I thought all we got to of is pull the trigger mannnn? No, Gotti, those times are over!

Oh mannnn this gone take more than ten minutes mannnnn! Why didn't you tell me this last night? Whats wrong wit you you crazy? Dam! My ass is not cool wit this.

Why?

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.16

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

Cause I got what I got's! And as Gotti, I know what I got's, I been in the," BUCKET OF LIPS," I been in the slammer, a long time, man, but this modern gun shit, is over my [BLEEPING ] head mannnn! This is heavy dude! I need more time man! I need more timeeeeee!
I don't know if I can shoot this? Why my [ BLEEPING ] brain got to be hooked up with the gun for man? This is insane!
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When I look into your eyes me stink, I am losing you, cause me know you no, no understand me Gotti, thats what me stink, see Gotti, me also stink, you got to enabled it through your implant see, to work this type of gun. Understand, what me say?

Star fry hide, my eyes I can't see, due to the fact I live dangerously dude, check it out man, that guys like me, bad guys, I am what the law calls a criminal, so my implant is suspended, shit! See! they suspended it, see thats the shit thats going down with me man! But what the hell, you saying its got to be on the grid to work this shit,

said Gotti pist off, and tilting his head sideways numerous times, and lifting up the big three foot long, round heavy shiny blue weapon, and shaking it up in front of Pas'zowi angrily.

Oh, ooooo Oh o' Me see, your implant is suspended! Thats it! Well, now me know, me know thats a big bad problem, for humans, but look this gun is not for you,then! If you don't got an implant,

said Pas'zowi sadly to gotti, who more and more was getting visibly frustrated, because soon they would landing on the planet and he was scared to go down without a gun.

But, my man Pow, big Z, lay this shit out for me if I had one, how would this shit work?

Human dude! you'd better understand this now! It would work like this, see,

said pas'zowi, taking the gun from Gotti, and rubbing his hand several times over the barrel,
activating a sensor module, in it, which resembles three fleshy rubbery worms!

See, your implants interconnectivity, would activate organic atoms cells electrically,

throughout sub sonic frequencies in the guns command control center node, and integrate it, with the electrical current emissions in your brain, controlling your optical nerves, sensitizing it to targets you see and deem threatening, and change the gun front barrel assembly, into acting like a live creature, it would morph its gun barrel, into a fractal like tree web, and it would send out finger like tentacles in triple mode directionally to fly around sonically and vitally track the where bout of your enemies that you have input and identified, and, electronically flush them with identification light red tags, attracting the ion activated lasers guiding it with precision to kill it!

WOW!, exclaims Gotti!

It's really easy, once you open your mind, to be free astrally, to the insertion of the electrical alfa modulated bullet waves emissions.

Me stink you would like it, if your implant was turned on, I would teach you! Too bad it's not!

Sounds like a lot shit, but cool shit technological shittttt mannnnn!

Tell me bout it Human, packs big power, big donut fire ball, no doubt!

Problem is, see Pas'zowi, I didn't get to far in school, cause I had to drop out, cause I shot the teacher mannnn!
Teacher was playing my ass mannnnn. But thats not here no there, I need a [ BLEEPING ] GUN, mannnn. What do I dooooooo, mannnnnn?

Just as he said that, Star Scankey passed by and over hearing the conversation join in and suggested :

Common Gotti, give me a break, You can throw a spear or you can use a slingshot and shoot a rock, if you need to defend yourself Gotti!

Year up yours too, bitch!

Listen, Gotti and Pas'zowi and Com'wonder, the Captain wants you guys up on the bridge, see ya,

She said walking briskly away down the hall, leaving the three of them looking at each other curious!

What makes a man do crazy stuff? What? Usually it's a woman, right, they can drive a guy clear up a molecular space wall! But then, sometimes, sometimes,
its something in the guys soul, in him, his inner head, deep, inner selfness, his core, something inside him, that drives him, pushes him, he don't know, he don't have a clue, the intelligence to understand or even begin to comprehend, what it is!
Why he does what he do?
A compulsion, year, to which he, he . . . just does it without ever occurring to him to say no! All he knows its what turns him on. Its his thing! He doesn't know why? His genes in control? Is he in a fractal manifold looking for gold?
Unconscious thoughts, crazy thoughts pop, pop, pop into our mind, into our head, and we sometimes impulsively do them! Sure! As kids we did it, and it was OK, as kids! But as adults, why would we? Aren't we ahead? We're better than, than, than kids? We adults we're wiz kids now! Aren't we?
Aren't we not directly accessible to ordinary introspection, better judgement, and aren't we supposed to be capable of "interpreting" by special educational methods and techniques that we have supposedly learned, that, there is a more rational way to behave? Logic? Exist but do we use it? And if the answer is yes, how often? Once, and a while?

Random association, crazy daydreams are not what we are supposed to follow, not supposed to pursue! But alas, we do! Analysis, What makes a man travel across the galaxy, leave comforts and the familiar loves, leave home, and friends and all to do what? What is it that draws a man to enter the darkness? To bust down the walls, break the barriers, raid a private grave, of a tomb, a tomb of whom? What, what is it about this curiosity in me and what am, I so anxious and excited about today, today ? What is it all about, thinks Captain Roy questioning himself this way, second guessing himself, about his priorities, and how do they stack up in the big view of things going on in the Aura Som'balla of our universe? And the why, of why, he has chosen to come here, come to the big bad world, to put his foot down on the planet, and put not just his life at risk, but others too? And why? Why? In a mad insane quest? Is it the why we wish to learn, is it the why he wants to know, why he is doing all of this? Is his heart, soul in tow, by a kind of ocean undertow hidden unseen, powerful though, to powerful for anyone human to know! To rob a kings tomb, to enrich him self? Is that it? Or is it the quest for, "The Quest Sake," a head ache, or the safari lure of mad adventure? Or, is it truly a fate written in some code in his genes like a diabolical programmed in solid steel unseen, irreversible, irreversible?

Is it the souls, of dead minds, of great kings, emitting such powerful signals in kind, that only he can sense, that only he was born to sense, and is attracting him in suspense, drawing him here like irresistible force on a cross, like claws dragging him, pulling on his being, pressing his minds buttons to do its bidding, like a powerful engine of a magnet?

What?

Could it be, could it, could it be an area of phenomenon, that has baffled many, greedy seekers questing mischievous ways to steal a good penny? Is it an obsession, this desire to acquirer, dead kings gold old, or is it a desirer to be closer to leaders of the by gone days, the by gone ways, by gone essays, history lost, secrets tossed, rulers of empire's bitten by death, nothing left but that which they could not take with them, their treasure! Their words once was law, in so many ways, fallen powerful men and women, that ruled when? That were once symbols of grander, and opulence? Is it his love for history, history, a record of the present that slipped fractally way, called history today? Is it his admiration for the ancient? Or greed embedded in his biological seed? His hopes for success for today, all that he needs, are all aspirational. Nothing, . . . . absolutely nothing. . . . is for sure but death, he contemplates nervously, biting his fingernails in secret, like a little baby boy! He drives his ship like a little toy, towards infamous destiny!

In the privacy of his mind, where no one can see, he asks, will I be able to do this, he asks himself?
Could it be in each person, born with a set of conditions which automatically plays itself out one way or another, knowing this undertaking is both bold and ambitious, knowing it must be done! Is he the one?

Meanwhile

Meanwhile his crewmen gathered around him, and he proceeds to show off, and to put on an act like he is confident and an all knowing Master, a capable Captain, and leader, in his own way a king, and he goes right on ahead and delegates tasks and orders, he wants them to follow, and carry out, and they dutifully go through the air lock, board the shuttle, and leave the mother ship aloft, orbiting by herself till they return.

In the shuttle, they look at each other amusingly acknowledging these are extraordinary times, and nothing, no problem they may encounter is un-surmountable they delude themselves into thinking, as they quickly get suited up, put on their equipment they need to carry with them, synchronize interactive machinery modules and Shadaric devices trajectories settings, and then afterwards, patiently, they together stare out the window, as a group hipnotized by the planets skies, as down, down they go!

Witnessing in amazement the descent of their shuttle into the pink colored atmosphere of this world!

As they go down, and see this big planet, with its wondrous skies, and to their surprise, find it's sporting thick pink fogs, pot marked with not one sun, but three gorgeous suns, peeking through the fogs at them. Welcoming them, into their domain, into their strange world.

The suns looked like big yellow circular flat disks, floating in the air, suspended there half hidden in the pink moving winds of the fogs. Each sun, with its large circular aura around them, glistening and sparkling, as the tiny ships shuttle, zooms down on its way to land!

Star Sandricka, the ships avatar articulates the vehicles descent actions, one by one, while in automatic mode as the crew stands by.
Says Star Sandricka :

Attention Star high Crew, Ra ha jiinda acknowledgements : to these articulations : All six erthomic engines of the shuttle, functioning normally.

Now throttling down, as the vehicle passes through standard controlled erosion of dynamic pressure, in preparation for landing template procedures!

All systems reading normal!

Traveling at, altitude, thirty four thousand feet, all engines and fuel cud els ST model cell, vehicle proceeding normally down range, all systems ready, slowing down, to reach a stable landing speed of traveling thirty four miles per hour, on a due easterly trajectory as per settings! Reducing speed!

All actions on the 4xbcv impulse, minus thorax cold with module, Y are stable.

All hydro atomic systems approaching down range in good shape continuing to approach landing designation area s25s . Reducing speed!.
All systems reading normal!
Attention Star high Crew, acknowledgements :
We are landing! All automatic systems functioning!

BEWARE WE ARE LANDING!

[ 2 ]

THE PRELUDE TO HELL

The ship touches down, door opens :

WOW, will you look at that,

Exclaims Captain Roy, standing with the other crew members inside the shuttle in front of the bay doors as the giant shuttles inner lock doors slide upwards, and outer lock doors slide sideways, and auto descent ramp springs outward and pivots rotating downward landing on the ground!

Roy opens his eyes wide, and is dumbfounded, and literally amazed by the size of the huge, huge beautiful blue colored mountains going all the way, all the way up into the clouds, big majestic mountains volcanos sticking up like big fingers, hundreds and hundreds of them looking like dark black fingers poking through the pick clouds! And the fantastic rolling landscapes, from horizon to horizon, full of the lush mysterious foreboding jungles they have landing in!

Pink fog all over, so thick you can slice it with a knife!
He researched it, check it out, on the database read out typography terrain profiles, on the computers screens, but, but now, seeing it, seeing it in person with his own two eyes, in reality right before him, is a whole different story! What a surprise!

It is breath taking, and sure enough, as always, when he visits a new planet for the first time, he thinks, ' ah what the hell,' he's not going to be over whelmed. . . . but, he always is!

Captain Roy, scratches his chin, pulls a bugga out his nose, rubs his cheek as he feels the hot air rush in on his face from the big bad jungle out there, and looks like he just wakes up, he quick as lightening put out his right hand and catches a fly and crushes it up, and wipes the guts off on the back of his pants, and suddenly turns his attention and thoughts, to the enormous effort it took him to get this far, and the things he had to surmount, and thinks angrily to himself about the irony of it all and finds it kind of amusing, and then decides, to yell out loud, so every body can hear, an old Nobotubian peoples Euphemism which loosely translates [ BLEEPING ] badder than me ain't nobody! ] and yells :

Che-ga-cooka ranga oum-ba ranga stars!, ha, ha, ha, its never, never easy, never!

Space life, space lifeeee a little hard, some times, just a touch! It's hard. And raiding tombs, woooo, now thats a bitch! It is always hard, getting a tomb raiding mission like this together, no matter if its night, no matter if its day, any way you look at it, that be not an easy thing, naw! whether its five space junkies or twenty , or
Twenty-five men, whether they hunchback, straight, crooked, blind as bat, or dead, or a Goddam robot, but no matter what, No matter what, its always goddam dangerous, and goddam exciting too, what can you do?

says Captain roy!!

Then he looks at his crew and said, . . . . .

Hey cadet dogs, wake up, will ya, check this place out will ya! Woooooooooo! Bad!

Whats up Cap, asks Pas'zowi, turning around looking at him?
Smells funny, right?
Shit year, what the hell? Sniff, sniff?

You bet, the place got air that smells like green mint or something?
Sniff, sniff, dammmmm me stink, you got it right, says Pas'zowi sniffing vigorously the air, that is mint I smells, says Pas'zowi!

Captain Roys says ; Just looking at this place, the face of it, looks kinda of nice, right?

So what! we didn't come here to sight see, says Gotti!

This jungle looks safe don't it?
Yep!
But looks lie!
This jungle looks kinda benign, safe and pretty, you could say the jungle looks beautiful, right? Kind of like a space girl, cute and sassy, a pretty space babe, in your arms at night? But, watch out! She bites!

Sure year, maybe?

So what!

It does, but guess what?

Whats that Cap, asked jimmy?

I bite too!

Pretty don't mean shit, don't mean you can trust her, don't mean she'll love ya, don't mean she be there for you when you need her, Surfaces nice, or not nice, ugly or pretty appearances, are just just that, appearances, surfaces, impressions, impressions can't, I say, you can't entrust your life to them, neither can we trust this pretty jungle, sitting mighty nice right here in front of us! This mother [BLEEPER ] CAN GET US KILLED IF WE TRUST HER, whispered Captain Roy, to his crew, warning them as they gather around him, as they all stared out the door, looking at the big jungle, marveling at all the giant beautiful leaves and flowers, wondering, wondering if he was right!

Captain Roy continues, and says : She looks safe now, but, hell, what is it that I hear running wild out there? He says as the sound of something roaring in the distance is heard!
A strange sound, sounding like a giant creature growling and at the same time saying wellcome ! It appears to be coming closer, and it sounds big!

Grrrrrrr ee…well HELL . . COMEEEEE. . grrrrrrrrrrr!
Grrrrrrr ee…well HELLLLLLL . . COMEEEEE. . grrrrrrrrrrr! Well HELLLLLLLLLLLLL COME GRRRRRRRRRR Grrrrrrr ee…well HELL . . COMEEEEE. . grrrrrrrrrrr! Grrrrrrr ee…well HELLLLLLL . . COMEEEEE. . grrrrrrrrrrr!

Woooo, oh, oh, do me stink what me stink me hear? Oh OOOOOO, said Pas'zowi sounding very, very worried!
HOLY SPACE SHIT, exclaims Gotti, totally freaking out!
That shit don't sound friendly!

You know I stink you right, it don't,
said Pas'zowi looking all around very nervously, and scratching his head!

Ok, come now space junkies, come come on don't let that punk spook you guys, show him you got balls, and when he comes by, punch him in the eyes, said Captain Roy, confidently, as if he could do it all by himself,

That mother [ BLEEPER ] DON'T SOUND FRIENDLY!

Sounds bad! OMG, THAT SHIT SOUNDS TERRIBLE. SAYS GOTTI,nervously!

Listen to that, Listen, shit, just listen to those growls, will ya, says Roy?

grrrrrrrrrrr! Grrrrrrr ee…well HELLLLLLL . . COMEEEEE. . grrrrrrrrrrr!

Don't, don't tell me it's coming this way, says Scankey?

He's not around here, He's miles away so, don't sweat it cadets, replys Captain Roy, confidently in a loud voice!
We ain't gone let a little growl [BLEEP ] with our heads, are we cadets?

Common we gone to the tomb, or die trying, yells Captain Roy,

What the [BLEEP ] YOU MEAN DIE TRYING, yells gotti?

THAT BIG ASSS MOTHER [BLEEPER ] IS THAT whats out THERE MANNNNNN, YELLS GOTTI?

What I hears, I hears! And listen up, Com'wonder, tells me they got big butterflies with big teeth, In that thick jungle out there, so lots of things to kill, we gone have fun! I hear lots of roars, mooing, growling, chirping burpen, crying and whining, and chewing, millions of hungry eyed bastards, animals and beasts, just dying to eat us alive, thats whose hiding out there, if we're foolish enough to give them a chance!

But boys, hey! Not happening!

Give them a chance, we ain't gone do! And the facts, is what we hearing, is whats waiting for us guys, no jive! We can hear, them, but boys, listen up, we got news for them, we got bad news for them! We are in town now, and we don't full around! And we gone let them know just whose in charge,

said Captain Roy, harshly, gritting his teeth and putting on one mighty mean looking face, giving his crazy crew a pep talk, revv-ing them up, with lots of macho man talk, to get them ready to charge out and kill anything that gets in their way! Now psychologically Captain Roy is no fool, and acting innately wisely, he knows results through motivational talks at the commensurate level will promote positive momentum and raise the crews spirits, and kick off an outlook threshold consensually molding them, to bond and fight as one powerful team, despite their diversified desperate biological backgrounds, noting : when every body does their part, and does their best, they can not be beaten!! Eaten yes, but not their spirits!

Well dam sun dam bam bam, shaking up fractal radio activity is what a mans got to do! And I ain't in the mood to be bothered by some dumb ass animal looking for a bite to eat my meat!
We gone knock these monsters on this planet out, if they get stupid enough to get in our way, yep, got to do, what we got to dooo!

We aren't playing around, we know what we got to do,

thought Roy to himself,

We didn't waste no time, no time at all!
Sure, considering the sounds of those beasts in jungle, did shake us up a bit, but what the hell, didn't ring our bell! We still here!
But faster than two suns can collide, we gone kick them in the back side!
Well, like I said, we all were outside, and all set up, hooked up, and flying out towards the area of the tomb!

We were on our way in no time!

Captain Roy, squinted his eyes, as he drove his Mother out across the jungle tops, and he had a nasty contented smirk on his face, as in his head he thought to himself some terrible bad, but truthful thoughts of a wild space warriorman : To truly understand how this overactive response, known as,' having balls works,' you kill first quench the your thirst, with the blood of who ever was stupid enough to get in your way, thats the space cadet way! We don't play! We know how to Kill, killing bad guys is a trill ha, ha, ha, ha he laughed to himself!

And so, thats what we did, first thing was I had to get every body organized. I had my mothers, all three of them, with my men and hoods strapped and harnessed to the legs, flying quickly, maybe a foot or so, just above the jungle canopy dodging up and down in and out, around tall trees, and branches sticking up, and the thing was, I was thinking : I didn't want to attract to much Goddam attention from big flying monsters cruising the skies looking for a bite to eat!
Eating us to them would be sweet, since it was morning time, and I didn't want to wind up as breakfast for nobody!

I was three to twelve feet above the tree tops, driving up above, like I say driving Mother, in and down between the branches, come up and out and doing my best to plot a trajectory safe enough to get us to the volcano on the map, but shit, wasn't easy, no forget it cadet, it wasn't easy at all! Had to keep my eyes on the ball! We was out, hmmnn I don't know, maybe, . . . . ten, fifteen minutes, we was passing just over the tops of some trees when something, I don't know what, something big, crazy looking thing, like part snake, part pink spider came out from the pink trees, yelling all hell :

Yagaaaaaoooorrrrrrryaooooooo

[ 3 ]

Yagaaaaaoooorrrrrrryaoooooo

The thing had more hands than I could count, it stuck up one hand and out of its palm, a mouth opened, and out it spat a long gluey tongue, like from a frog, or something, and it was some, I don't know,
some kind a chemical lasso glue and it flung it towards my Mother, and wrapped around the midsection on the mother I was driving, and tried to pull us out of the Goddam air,

Thats it, I said, I had it. I am mad,
I am gone kick ass now!

I rotated my disintegrator machine gun around aimed, and pushed the input button marked [ turn to swiss cheese mode ] and started to slice that, ugly wrinkled plum bum, up into fine slices

Swisssssssssssss swisssssssssssss swissssssssss Swisssssssssssss swisssssssssssss swissssssssss

OMG, I mean, I mean man, shit, I was mad, man! I must of shot it a million times and it fell down, but then, a second later, in the next tree we flew over, a couple of yards away, something else jumped up and tried to grab the ship, OMG. This tickooo was bigger, and uglier, it was a real bastard, again I was lucky enough to see it in time, and blasted the [ BLEEPING ] bastard! An ugly dude monster, if ever there was one! And he let out a loud roar at the top of his lungs that woke the world!

Whammmmmhammmmooor. . .

I hit it and blasted it with a thousand rounds, when it popped up through the trees and aching to get to snatch Mother out of the air!

Well cadet, I swung the machine guns around, shot it in the eyes, BOOM festooooo festooooo festooooon Boom, But, but, butttt. . . this son of bitch, looked like he didn't want to die, so I hit it some more, but he seemed to love it, to enjoy it! I don't what the [ BLEEP ] was going on?

Whammmmmha ha ha mmmmooor.

So I let go of that gun, and switched to my other protonic laser gun, to the button that reads [ turn to swiss cheese mode ] and cut that Galaxyfunkball up the ga'zoooo!
Shit, ticko, must of been, at least, about twenty feet long, snake like, big, wide and fat, but with dozens of arms, and again spider like things, with webs between it arms so I think it could fly! I cut off all of them, and he ain't fat no more, yes cadet that boy loss weight! It let out a last big roar as I sliced its head in two, and its mushy brains fell out and tumbled to jungle floors below :

It was weird looking! Never seen shit like that before weird Goddam, I don't how else to describe them, other than to say, they're bad son of bitches! My crew was going nuts now,

What the [ BLEEP ] IS THAT, yelled Gotti? GODDAM IT! Can you tell me, can you please tell me . . . WHAT THE [ BLEEP ] IS THAT? His eyes bugging out as he shot at the thing!

All of us, I mean every body was shooting down at the tops of the trees in the jungle filling it full of holes, riddling and blasting them to pieces, cause we were so scared something might be hiding in it! So the next thing that happened was. . . . .

Woooo. . . . baby, cadet, you won't believe this, but seems, like every tom, dick, and hairy ass monster out there, was after our ass today, wanting to put a bad hurting on us, mann oh man, cadet, I couldn't believe it, I don't know, it seemed like it was one right after another. . . . but, I turned my head a little, and to my surprise, holy shit, OMG, I saw, out of the corner of my left eye, something bad was coming down out of the pink skies, down real fast, and it wasn't nothing nice, nothing nice at all, I don't know what it was, but what ever the thing was, it was eyeing, my man, Pas'zowi, aiming for him, he was not looking at what was coming over his back shoulder at a eleven O'clock, it was another big terrible monster dude! It accelerated, stretched out its big claws, Looked like A [BLEEPING ] KIND OF MONSTER BIRD, swooping down at a ninety degree angle straight for his head! I saw it open its big jaws, getting ready to rip his head off, and would of took it off too, if it weren't for, the quick intervention of one, of my attentive hoods, watching our backs, it was hood, Alis2, who was right on time, and that robot baby, was on the case, it in an instant, turned its rotating guns assemblies, vertically locking in its coming trajectory alignment to the incoming target, up, up, it aimed at it, got it in its cross hairs, just right, and firered, it barrels lit up white hot : Tit tit tit to cow pow, ticow, Tit tit tit to cow pow, ticow, Tit tit tit to cow pow, ticow,, and shot ten flashing beam arrays bucketizing the thing full of holes, spattering its brains flying out like little drops of rain,brainy rain drops over, knocking the boogie witch funky off course, with the full force of its mighty vibrating machine laser beam guns! Holy space crap, you should of seen that thing, the thing just blew up, I mean it exploded, an how, I mean BOOM, shredded into a thousand pieces, just like that, KABOOM!

Oh man shit, it was, it was awesomeeeeeeeee,

exclaimed jimmy, who was riding harnessed to the underside of the Mother, with Pas'zowi, as they zoomed over the jungle tops toward the volcano where the tomb was!

Oh oh you tell telling me? You you telling me? Me?

That was a close call Pas'zowi

Gotti, yelled out to him!

Close close call, to dam close if you ask me, almost lost me clothes, me head, me brain,
dam bad thing, almost killed me, drive me insane, believe you me, what me see, me shot at it, it laughed at me, it like witch craft, bad bad badddddd : these beasts got, scary me, scary!

cried out Pas'zowi, trembling and visibly shaken, after the close encounter with this bird thing, he had just escaped it by the skin of his teeth! He was clinging to the bottom side of the flying Mother, gun in hand and now twisting his head around fast all over the place, searching in earn-ness, with his eyes bugging out his head, scanning all over the big sky fearful, of another one!

Come on get over it! Forget about it! Get your self together! Lots more where that one came from, just keep you eyeballs peeled Pas'zowi, said Captain Roy, confidently to him over the mike!

Really,

I thought to my self, said Captain Roy, shaking his head side to side, in disbelief thinking : these attacks, just what I needed to spark up my day, today! A couple of stupid, dumb primitive brainless galaxy flying snot monster birds, dam stupid enough to mess with us!

They're sick! Come on, we're not scared! I'll beat you with a stick,
yelled Captain Roy, to the unseen monsters hidden in the clouds some where out side the window of his Mother as he flys her over the jungle canopy! He yells full throated, angrily exhibiting his masculine bravado, at the unseen beasts!

There is a time, when a guy enjoys being guy, his ego gets awakened! Being a man, he's born with this ego thing in him! His big, bad, want be hot shot, inner self won't sit on the shelf! Captain Roy, he holds the steering wheel of the Mother, flying her like a ship of dreams through the thick pinkish clouds of this world, banking her, twisting her, driving her, as hard as he drives himself! All of this, the men, the ships, is part and parcel of a man and his dream! His vision, we all have a vision, something hard, that we know is hard, that despite how hard, how crazy and nuts it is, we don't care, we want to accomplish it! We want it! Some men climb tall mountains because it's there, others jump off it, because they know how to, others, like mad mathematicians, solved impossible fractal equations because they can!

Some men are more inspired than others, more vehemently intense, more forceful, more obsessed, but visions in the mind bring forth some of the allegorical like things we dream of doing, and amazingly, sometimes with a little bit of luck we do them, and live to tell the story! The belief in self, and the practice of holding firm to ones idea, born from ones self, has been a trait in man, present in him, since the earliest human cultures and continues to have an importance, as something beyond ideals easily explainable, mystical, presiding pressingly inextricably our other world sense of spirit, to our inner battle to do what we feel we were born to, no matter what.

There were always a number of interchangeable terms to label, these go against the grain types, obsessed practitioners, hard headed, bull headed, obstinate, crazy, that is very much like what Roy acts like, over and over again, which seems strangely psychedelic, raw, equivalent to madness, great soldiers, kings, rulers reveal this demon in them, and have done great things next to the impossible! Roy, he is not a wise-man, not a cunning man, nor a great soldier, but will, his sheer, will power, an tenacity, snatch gold out of the mouth of a decease king, and ruler of a great empire?

Will Captain Roy? Men don't think. He has a fortune. His health is what he has, but takes it for granted, as does many young stallions buckaroo spacecadets! His will to increased his fortune, despite the perceived possible reality of failure, attempting to raid this tomb, is dismissed, the detriment of failure of this maleficium, and what may befall them if they do fail, for now is not even part of their vocabulary! His attitude, there is no failure : Its win, it's win, its do it and thats it! Failure, It's for has beens, It's a sin committed by many, but not me, thinks he! His crew follows, Captain Roy bravely, their leader as they fly high into the pink cloudy skies, on their periless journey on route to their unseen destiny!

[ 4 ]

Desk, a tiny desk, Destiny, yes? . . . Destigo be ego, yesse hart, thous been to the special spot, on top of bodies that rot? Smelly smelly yes, smelly nelly dead she be, thats right its got you, you know, yes, indeed, you do, don't delude your self! No, not anymore, you won't admit it, but to your self you do! In you inside here, in fractal story time space watching Roy the the space ace, as trips in to a destiny meant only for him! A man of sin, with a grin!

Destiny interesting word is it not? You have one don't you? Destiny is it, just a word ? Is it just a word describing the absurd? Can how you end, up, can how you end up be called absurd, like wise from whence you came, another unforecastable place, local-idad alleged mixture of natures fractal Space-time infinity realms, areas of space, un imaginable by the likes of you? Boo hooooo.
There is a time, bad times, good and the sublime times, sublime a label defined in the eye of the beholder, interpretations vary, more-over, differs, fractal sniffers, from one to the next, when you see and what you see is a lie, skeptical one naturally becomes, each one lives, lives the story of his or hers life, and for a light hearted story of this man, Roy, for him, there is a time to deal with the dark sides of the domains underneath the mind forces, territories unknown to the normals! So we start, we do not turn back. Nor can he if he knew his future, nor could he, if he wanted too! In space-time fractacality interchangeability of Destiny and Fate occurs at any rate.
Hear this, he who fears fear get out at this station now! The next number of the following station comes from deep space, inside time Fracticalities of the unknown! If you scare easy, this is where you should stop! The Station 17.17 is coming and it is not for you! The rest that wish to continue be advised, you do so, at your own risk! Yes, we are speaking to you!

Unseen Destiny, unseen does not mean clean, imply clean, human being, nor does it suggest a benign-end waiting for you to enjoy.
Whose shoes, destiny walks in his, hers, yours, ours, whose, in the foot steps of who, steps who? You?
Bathed in the special light and bass-ed in it fractally, had he this man we see named Roy, an not ordinary man, troubled one, but, a odd man of fun adventuresome, affinity, prefaced with degrees he, dare devil be, inherited these here to for illustrated traits, upon his shoulder bears he many weights, loathing the blasé of the normalcy, preferences for excitation of the rare embedded with the dare, interesting specie be he?

What ever is grave in human fortunes, applying proper lightness to situations, not taking it too serious, justifies not only the ethical mental attitude aspects, but the immoral and amoralities originating from juxtapositioning through babyhood to manhood, through trial and error transcending, ascending to do what its ordered to do, each individual, according to what you inherited, your genes, enable you to do, forged your wings, and mind too, with conscience, and fortitude covertly letting you know who you are, and discovering your self and your abilities, you learn who, and what type of person you are, before you die other wise what a waste! Don't you think? Do you know your self? Are you willing to speak the truth to yourself, he does! He is happy and this makes him rich, richer than anybody, but unfortunately although he is very intelligent, he's too stupid to know this, ironic is it not, let us continue, watching his tale as things get very fractally interesting now, shall we?

This, this mannnnnnn, the treasure hunter, the scavenger, the bad boy, Captain Roy, he is amazed, his inner self bristled, tickling with a strange sense of excitement, as he finally sees up ahead, the thick fogs he dreamed of in his head, thinned slowly, to reveal like a big pink opening curtain, the great blue mountain volcano containing the tomb, of the King, he hungered to rob! Robbbbbbb. . . .

He ponders, how one way or another, he will surmount the wall of difficulties he knows awaits him, and he vows no matter what, to break open these volcano walls, by exploding them, and forcefully bash his way into this tomb one way or another.

His mind races quickly, contemplating about this planets long twisted textured history, and where in time he finds himself. This planet, a monstrous sized planet with vast landscapes, that mysteriously sink into the oceans, only to rise back up over thousands of years, accompanied by thousands and thousands of volcanos full of water, some dead, some active and violently mad, and lifeless, inactive permanently, some dried out and dusty!

And around him there on his Mothers, global site topographic screens map, he sees this amazingly long orange colored mountain ranges, called The Berrvidy'ag-gasi, mountain range, which were once below water, but over time, rose back up and were the locations a long time ago, of infamous great empires, called the VulVulcanasartgas, ruled by brutal masters, who ruled over vast Nodizobpi barbarian armies, and who liken themselves to mother nature, and wiser than her!
They, who imagined themselves at the center of time, and life and thought themselves to be good Gods, even though they desecrated their people!
But Gods, these Gods, whose supposed supremacy above all things living, they too, yielded to the superior over- whelming inter fractal space power to the reapers called, and died, and these Kingdoms, great as they were, these Kingdoms, abodes of dominational military power, riddle with corruption, decayed and perished on the vines of life, like so much rotten fruit, and all that they had, all these, magnificent, mountains of precious crystal studded jewelry, arts, and sculptures, and things of this world, all the giant satcata vaults of treasure they accumulated, was left behind, like so much waste, waiting for me, thought Captain Roy, and now it would be mine, all this treasure is mine, all, all of it!

Oh what a lucky, lucky, lucky man am I, man oh man, thinks Roy, as he quickly organizes his landing party to de-accelerate their air speeds, and hover the Mothers, over this spot, and initiate the descent down through the tall trees of the jungle toward its floor! But, as they descended, he noticed, the grounds all around the volcano was buried in high thick bushes, totally an inappropriate landing site for sure, thought Captain Roy, so to rectify this unacceptable situation, he hovers about sixty feet in the air, and aimed a disintegrator flush dehydrator, to shoot out circularly Ray sprays, methodically passing over this area to turn the bushes and trees in dried out dust, they immediately crumbled turning to dust, falling down one after another, changing the thick bushes and trees into giant dust piles flying all over the place, before settling down on, and falling silently to the jungle floor, on the ground, and into very dry thick layers of dust, as dry as can be, making a perfect landing spot you see, for the Mothers they were driving, to land, safely!

And not only that, not only that, but what happened was, when the dehydrator rays, passed over this section of the jungle, all, every last single one of the jungle creatures in it, either, ran out if they were lucky, and fast enough, and if they could, or, those that didn't get up and hopped out, turned to coal black dust, right in their tracks, and regretted not opting out, just like that! Killed every thing including the rats!

So, this area, about two hundred feet round, in circumference, was now depopulated, nothing moving in it, not even a little bitty fly, if there was a fly it didn't have any wings and was toasted dried , fried, and died! So generally speaking this section at least, it was relatively safe for them to land the Mothers down, and walk around in it too! This was the part of the mountain belonging to this giant volcano that was so tall it touched the sky! Its here, that the blue-man, Com'wonder, said the tomb would be, and for sure, Captain Roy's ship, did a digital verification computer wise, confirmed it, as well as positive topography wise too, according to scans, scoped star rarjad trajectertron inner infra-red internal underground thermo imaging! They're positioned exactly, where the map suggested they should be, to place, the weaponized Cikikta packages, opening up charge explosives units, to detonate them, and break the outer walls of the volcano, leading to the inner tunnels chambers under the earth, that in turn, leads to exactly where they want to go, the bulls eye! The main tunnels of the Kings tomb chamber halls, down below where according to thermorings sensors of the computer rays scans, the treasure sits, waiting for the taking.

First come, first served!

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.17

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

What was he aspiring? To get to the treasure, first come first served?

Liken being first , first of anything to be a winner, first come sinner?

No, we don't, want to be first in all, all, all situations, do we? First come to die? Cry?

No why? Close your eyes! Die? Don't wish back up bad luck on a stick, much less to a man without a. . . ?
Don't wish bad luck on no body, no b o d y. . . .
but death is hard to stop, if you are alive!
Have you seen it?
You know how it smells! Its the only time you stop breathing through your nose,
and instead blow air out of your mouth, exhale out, to avoid its smell, bad smells you
don't like, you refuse to breathe in it, so you don't smell it, it smells so bad! You hold your nose, you bad cad, until you have walked far away enough,
so its stench, that one of kind, nauseating death rotting body Odor is a happy distance away,
so you can breathe normally again today!

Each face of death?
Each face, it has basic faces four,
or more! So many faces death has,
and it is tricky, very tricky, watch for him, beware . . . .

You know, or you don't? If you don't, sooner or later you will, live be you? Alive be you, so you have too!
There are degrees of him or her death can be of any gender? Death causes much more than a fender bender, doesn't it ? It messes things up good! Changes your little plans, doesn't it? As it should! That is if you let it? What do we mean jelly bean?
Well human see, there are things the wise of your kind don't want to inform you about! We will discuss this, at some point, if you are still us with, later! Stay tuned, to the Fractal Maroons!

Death defined here, as termination of transmission by your bodies sweet cherished life's corporality!
Inconsequential is its cause! Who cares how you die, your dead!
Die! Dying is noticeable.

There are degrees, symptoms, you should know them by now? You should see them, from time to time, over time, do you not?
Time! Time theres that word again, into its
conservership,disproportionally depend you do, strategically for both body and soul sustainability, albeit, knowledge of its wrath,
its vile reputation to bring blanket instantaneous catastrophe, when, how and when, with impunity, at its discretion, with and without
tack!
Rature nature! It is deaths Mother and Father! Rature, you don't know of it on your planet? We will explain it in time, before we leave!
It and it makes two, makes room for little old you, space allowing love, to allow life possible to begin anew!
Dark is it. . . . I can't see. . . its teeths hostility, is my destiny!
Can't go walking, talking with it! It does not speak! It seeks! That is its purpose! Be grateful for the days you had alive, no jive! You don't know what you're dealing with? Do you? They tell you no one has ever comes back, they lie! Only a fool believes everything he was told as a child, a child is brainwashed! There comes a time, There comes a time, hear us well? There comes a time, to step off and wash off what you have been brain washed, and think! Don't be stupid, that why nature gave the gift to you!

The brain!

The fantastic gift, be an independent adult thinker! You're not going to live forever! Use it! Know of it, know of you, realize you are you for a reason, apart of a fractal puzzle, born with a mouth without a muzzle! Think before you die! Ask the Question why! For once in your life human. Think! Why did they teach you what they did, when you were a child? Brain wash you into thinking a certain way for a while? Ask yourself why? Did you do the same to your off spring? Did you do it because it was done to you? And your days come to an end, and all of those questions you take with you, what a waste!

You got it, the Brain!

But before death comes , ask your self in life, did you take the time to use it?

Oh yes, you went to teach, and went to the beach, the park, the dark, the job, the war, the this, and the that, but did you ever, ever ask, your self why is it in two halfs? And how is it used? And what does that intentional constructionality fractacality, in others words cadet, its construction, its construction, how it is made, what does that, has to do with you? How does that effect you? And how does your self simliar humans act and behave because of that construction, human? Think now, we're going deep! Think, thinker, think deeper down deep for once.

Think deep about why they made your brains with two opposing sides, a right and left? Most creatures in hyberbolic space, have a solid whole healthy brain, its not chopped in half! Why did they do that to you? Now you must go outside. You must think not like a human. Try it! Think for the first time, like a creator of the brain! A super power fractal creator yes, yes, the answer is there, if you can leave the confines of all of the education you have received on earth and go universal cadet!

Relax, relaxxxxxx. . . relax! Feel free! Feel free! Be a part of eternity! Know and trust that through your genes, you do not die, a part of you is immortal and will be around for all times! Let go, let go! Now easy does it! Easy! Care that never quits, is the love you have for you! Along come along with us, you do! Feel free. . . to do it! Freeeeeeee. . . .

Let your mind go, let your mind out! Let it be free! Let it float out, let it float about, out into space! You see you have come from it, it is your home, and to it, you will return! It will be hard the first time human, but as you let your mind expand, expand fractally spacially, the answers will appear, as easily as a tear flows from your eyes my dear! And you will realize, you will, what your brain has given you.

And what does the brain give you? You have learned so many, many things! All types of details, languages, cultures, tastes! You have learned that nothing is for sure, nothing! One second does not always follow another! That's a good start, but! Hmmmmm. .

[ We will discuss this topic of Gene Immortality later, if you're still around! ]

Gene fractal immortalization, Brain support compensation, its capacity ultilization, extraordinary!

The BRAIN! What time, what time have you taken to learn it! Hmmmmmm. . . Its powers? Its powers? Its powers? Based on what humans do, and how they run their planet, and behave, did nature waste its time giving humans a Brain?

Fractal space is a very funny place, and, yes death is a dweller here too!

Death!

We don't know it, but it knows us! Even though we've never seen it! Ever, death is an fractal eventuality in any weather!

It loves every body to death!

Now, now, think, just for a tiny second will you, about our man, Roy?
If all these, these monumental ponderous mental considerations, and facts of deep sub divisional concentric feelings of said, impending lust for precious vaults full of teasers draws him ever so slowly closer, and closer first come, first served, lets watch him, shall we? As he deliberates high in the air. . . .

Captain Roys, doesn't go down right away, but, stays flying around checking the place out, surveying the landing site from high up in the air, and after just finishing using his dehydrator on it, he thinks, the clearing he made for them to land on, looks pretty good! He checks it out and smiles to himself proudly, not bad, not [ bleeping ] bad at all! He likes the way the site came out! Now, no more thick bushes and obstacles to hinder them from landing! No [ BLEEPING ] more blue bumpy headed hungry bastards to eat them! And he lets the others know they can land!
      So, now, his little party of nutty odd matched explorers, bobbing and weaving, up and down through the giant tall monster size trees, of this world, hears him, the Captain telling them and the hoods to get ready, we,re going down :

Yo yo yooooos, bad cadets, you gotta knowsssssss, guess what space guts : ha, ha, ha, We gone land, baby, we gone land, right, cadets in five minutes, go do it!

So what happens next everybody is excited, smiling, eager to party hardy, they all chilling, feeling good, and they were going down, and so, as they descend, we see, we go flying down between these big ass trees, we see some with dark nasty boogers dudes sleeping in them! And wow, these jungles trees, awesome, maybe a thousand feet high! They're slowly flying down right, avoiding as best they can hitting any of the thousands of tree branches sticking out every which way, all over the place, dangerous tough crap to fly through, thought Roy! Any way they, maneuver and are successfully, lowering the Mothers down through the jungle tops of the trees, and keep hovering slowly, carefully, down, underneath the top of the jungle canopy, and they finally come to see what I did with the dehydrator! I cleared the joint, clean as a whistle, so they see this site, like I said, its good and wide, year, I turned the trees into dust, but so what if its dusty! Its dusty but fairly flat, and no a problem to touch down.

So, he's staying up flying around, and watches them come down, one after another!

Well, shit, I was driving Mother around circling over head watching the guys disembark, and unloading the cargo, and I was just about to to come down out of the air myself, too, after all everything was cool, and going good, but thats when I noticed something!
Thats weird, really odd, I don't, I don't understand it at all? Not at all! what the [BLEEP ] is going on here? Dam, what the hell, what the [ BLEEP ]?

So, Captain Roy, happens to see something, really Koo koo, right inside his internal eyesball SI. computer monitor located in his iris, and so he is just so surprised, and baffled by it, and thinks to hims self : it just doesn't look right! He feels it's not right, but, he's staying up flying around, and glances his eyes downward, and focuses for a moment on watching his crew continue to come down, And he thinks, man this is cool! Things are going good! but then he switches back his attention and focuses on his internal eyeball monitor and Sees again the odd looking bleeping light on the screen, and thinks :

Dam, theres something screwy, something not right here?

Dam, what the hell, what the [ BLEEP ] is that thing, what is it,

thinks Roy, as he notices something strange! He was just checking his computers, just doing, you know, a standard random general, global atmospheric check, when he saw something! Its odd, It puzzled him, this strange digital disk shaped red blob shaped thing moving, moving, moving very slowly, than zooming across space super fast, disappearing, reappearing like, like as if it was Pushishidai aphantasma, showing up on his periphery intergalactic frazoidic thermo screen! Something, somethings not right, not right at all! These sporadic vibrating coordinates, just doesn't make any sense! Now what was happening was Roy, saw this thing, these lighted fast moving white dots that would instantly change color from white to red, then back again, indicating enormous extremely volatile energy activity, and it seems far, far away!

Someplace way on the other side of the galaxy, and amazingly, it was vibrating crazily, oscillating, pulsating, but it seems to be, darting all over the place, but then it would correct its directionality course headings, and then be heading his way, almost straight for him!

Roy is a little scared! Not sure! Have you ever, ever been to a place in time, something, something very bad is coming, telling you to stand back, for words on this page, the page, the screen, have you ever been too, like him see things and you know you're intelligent, confident, audass, responsible individual, with bravado, but slipped in a patch of surealality, in a instant of your life , one moment, where things, things don't seem to be real?


      Here in the mind of this man, alone in the place, in his head, in space, sounds familiar in a way, we sometimes in life, go, dumped into, a place, a here, in no where in our heads, where we're lost, in his mind, is it in the vacuum of his mind, or isn't it real, or is it real, this thing on the screen, on the screen in this scene a attacker?

      He thinks to himself, questioning, confused, and he's fainting, dizzy, his head is going around and around! His mind darkens, he's panting, barely able to breathe! Whats going on? He sees it, it sees him, the image of the red thing on the computer screens in his pupils, glows briter, redder, bigger, larger, ever growing, growing, growing ! Is it growing outside or inside him?
      He himself, does not understand or know!

      But, wait, in space words mean nothing! In space, things mean something!

      He looks at the flashes of light on his pupils, his eyes computers screen, as hell is coming, I know it, feel it! Hey he screams out warning his crew members! crew members in another reality that can't hear him now, now! Look out, he yells! But ,is it, its in, in my head?
      I cain't see it, can you?
      Oh, yes, something is up, something is messing him up it's the data or what?
      Quickly, on his mothers panel he synchronizes the frequencies with his eyes screens channel to get a better fix on the signals, created a Aheicialance gadgetorial like electronic bridge, that can make radio waves travel faster than light, meaning the incoming digital light particles and information can’t travel faster than the speed of light, but activating his phenomenal set up, with radio waves, are a different story, he increases his read out capabilities to configure and decipher what he is seeing out there!
       The polarization synchmegthindartabo, combines the waves with a rapidly spinning magnetic field, allowing him to clearly catch the emissions coming in from such powerful signals, and see this phenomenon that has him totally baffled!

      This thing, this thing, is a effecting the electrical matrix, compositioning structurality, conditions chemistry, of his brains minds, ability to communicate with it across separate pieces of the void of unknown space, nearly instantly, but its power increments too fast, its disruptive, inside his head, and, if it keeps on like this, forget about it its over for this cadet! He's done for!


It can't be happening, I, I, I got, got this feeling, this thing is big! Its all around me, in me, but I can't see it, but, I know its happen! I can feel it, OMG, I can feel it!
      Whats going gone go down, its not good, no man,

says the man as in his mind, in his head,
      his brain is working double overtime, and feels like its being drained! Its being,
      intersecting with the incoming infra red signals, in his head eyeball screens,

It looked weird! Real weird! Thats shit nots suppose to be there, wasn't there before!

What, what, what is this,

He thought as he focus hard, strongly intensely, looking through his tiny computer screens in his eyes! It seems his monitors, are detecting some kind of a phenomenon, that is not supposed to be there, but it is!

Hows that possible? How, how is it,

He questions himself unbelievably, again and again, like if getting
obsessively fascinated and intrigued with the mysterious thing in space! He's getting really
into it, now, as he squints his eyes hard! He's staring at the brite colored strange mysterious spots moving on the screens before his eyes!

Thats weird, he said shaking his head from side to side with displeasure! Its Really odd, I don't, I don't understand it at all? Not at all! I don't got a clue what the hell it is?

He looks at it! He is looking and looking, staring! His two eyes focuses! He stares at the monitors! Its data runs text, which interpolates descriptions, deciphering what the object coming could be! It cross-data-d002-genebobic storages, trans-referencing intricacies analysis data manifestations with the onboard main ships avatar Star Sandricka, and she in turn with other computer data bases, but seems it is not recognizable! Than, suddenly, the computer, it pops open a window on the computer screen, and a voice of a avatar female reads out, the texts messages, flashing on the screen, in a low slow emotionless matter of fact like voice to him :

[ Ionic force manifestation, purpose and origins unknown. ]
[ Ionic force manifestation, purpose and origins unknown. ]
[ Ionic force manifestation, purpose and origins unknown. ]

The look on Roys face, now reflects his concern, and puzzlement, and shock! His eyebrows crunch up, he hunches over, squinting his eyes as the screen in his eye brightens! The screens, all aglow in blue flashing texts letters, zooming, zooming, down the screens in his head, describing the incredibly rapid changing coordinates of these dots on the screen!
Its something very mysterious, coming towards him, digitally, his two eyes darting up and down crazily, worried, checking it all out, looking out at it, and he's doing all this while he trying to navigate mother, and simultaneously looking out the window of the Mother machine, he is driving above this planets wild pink jungle canopy.

All the while, Captain Roys is doubling down like crazy, the guy is super multitasking, everything at the same time! His brain, gobbling it all up, its pushed to the max hot, driving, and pouring over all this mountains of data, coming in, streaming in to him fast coming in on his monitor, coming in to his head, into his brain fast, feels like its taking over, shaking his brain in his head hard, up against the walls of his skull! so, potent is it. . . . A electrical energy!

I can . . I can feel something. . . . I can feel it Oh my God!
I see, see this dog on, dam flashing variant frequency, manifesting aggressively, like hot ice ripping the skin off your [ BLEEPING ] ass, on a saturday night, and shit, man, that ain't right! Then this thing got the balls to disappear! I mean disappear completely off the screen, then pops up again, then off on, and on like crazy! Its something else! I don't know what the hell to make of it!

Its like some kind of crazy radiation emissions from something. . . .

Roy thinks! Roy, begins to break out in a cold sweat, his eyes twitch for some reason, his ears begins to hears a buzzing hummmm, he gets nervous, his blood pressure rises, he's getting more nervous and jittery, the incomprehension of this mystery, is un-nerving his wits!

I am imagining all this possibly, am I? But this, this, this is not my imagination, this this is real or is it? And its, its coming fast on my thermo screen! Really fast!

He nervously, takes a quick desperate glance, back at his map, and says to himself in a tortured compelling exasperated tone of a person trapped in a real hopeless situation :

Oh my God, holy space crap, shit man, goddam it, don't knownooooo! Something, is coming, coming, coming toward me! Coming in fast and will, will be here any second!



      Still clueless, acknowledging he is personally in danger and is getting visibly affected!
      Captain Roy drives Mother, but, now more nervous and paranoid, struggles to hold on to the steering wheel he is driving! his fists clench it, tightly! He realizes the moments at hand! That thing appears engulfing his mind, he can't see it, but feels its inside of him!

      Inside, his eyes widen! He starts to showings signs of involuntary shaking and twitching, his eyebrows goes up and down a number of time, he doesn't look like himself anymore! His attitude gets agitated, rough, moody, then switches back to normal, than irradic again!

      He mumbles, appears dreaming while awake, as he begins, sweating profusely, and shaking, gets a slight convulsion, tremors then, he's suddenly thrown back hard, against the chair, he's sitting in the Mother, as if experiencing a sudden rush of extreme gravitational acceleration forces, vector pressures on him, as if, he's traveling fast breaking through some kind of speed barrier, or something!

      He shakes violently crazily, and he's holding on to the steering wheel, trying to hold on for dear life. He puts Mother in auto mode! He turns pale white as if he loosing blood, closes his eyes, and, and starts shaking his head, opens his mouth, looks like he going to vomit, he begins choking, choking, gagging! He opens his mouth wide, as if to scream, and out his mouth comes pouring, pouring out is billowing white vapor clouds, out of him, at full force, and all of sudden, his long hair stands up on end as if he's being electrocuted hot! And all at the same time, streaming out of his mouth, out of his nose, and ears, thick fog clouds, billowing forth from them, like dense white fogs, that fills totally, the interior glass sphere of the Mother, then slowly, just like that, disappears!

      The Captains in shock, and in pain, cries out, he cries out all right, but in space no one can hear him!

What is it about it?
Space?
She is ours Masters Mother! Space Mother of Chaos, she be, epicenters where worlds collide and hide their destinies, and struggle to exist, populate against the mists, its molecule Cyanide! In nature, substances yielding cyanide are present in certain seeds, such as the pit of the wild cherry, and space is our wild red delicious cherry! Its the pits, and we love her!

A similar struggle between cohesion and chaos is plainly evident to us now, as seemingly, Roys sees a beam of light, its malevolence is unknown to him, nor as a human, can he possibly begin to imagine its meanings, and he is being targeted unknowingly by a department of indivisible dimensions existing in the outer realms of Fractal Quantumathology combinatorial Energy flows ecosystemology, where the future is the past and past is the future, and the present your living in, is influenceable by multiple futures, and is crazily unrecognizable, if you have a human mind!
Its like being in a box of time, all the time, specialized, customized time, a series of times lines transformations appendages, possessing a inner rootskeleton atomic structure, each roots, manifestation, lending, its personal brand of emotional value associated with a stimulus valency, for example heats energy, affecting each other, by colliding into each other, its scaffolding support acting non chronologically like physical fiscal building blocks, time microtubules, composed of several time microtubules axonemes, a department of insanity for the mind, although ironically those hit by the beam in the brain, change their mind, in their perceptions of prior, thinkings, perceive it as sublime!
A time travelers time bomb mind, conceptualization, characterized where what happens in the future is the cause and affect of what happens in the present!
Poor boy Roy, The beam he sees, mysterious, is deprimental to time, aggravating it to gravitate into fractal surreality levels of madness!
What happens now is off the charts of reality, as he gets hit in his brain by a light beam zooming across the space time continuum! Its coming out of space and its called , " the J's" or "The Brain juxtapositional reconfiguration substitution beam!"

The dastardly feared moment is at hand, at hand for sure now, now, for this man!

He doing what folks sometimes do in life, go, dumped into, a place, a here, in no where place in our heads!
He thinks to himself, questioning, confused, and he's fainting, dizzy, his head is going around and around! His mind darkens, he's panting, barely able to breathe! Whats going on? He sees it, can it possibly sees him, the image of the red thing on the computer screens in his pupils, glows briter, redder, bigger, larger, ever growing, growing, growing !
Is it growing outside or inside him?
He himself, does not understand or have the ability to know! its beyond him now!

He looks at the flashes of light on his pupils, his eyes computers screen, as hell is coming! I know it, feel it! Hey, he screams out warning his crew members! Look out, he yells! But ,is it, its in, in my head?
I cain't see it, can you? But they will not hear him, he slipped into another times space.

He begins to tremble and shake, his arm shakes doing commotions, his fingers holding the steering wheel of the mother as he hovers, becomes unstable, un reliable! He gets paranoid, very nervous and scared!
What ever it is, it's here! It's letting out strange stinging electrical static charges, charges, in him electrical, mystical, detrimental, no one knows, no one can guess? The man in the Mother freaks out yelling :

      What? Holy Shit! Oh no! Whats that? Oh, my, my Goddam chest, OW! Holy shit, I feel so funny, shit, my chest, what the hell. Ticko fracto freak, oh man whats happening to me, shit! I got a pain in me hard it getting worse, shit, shit what shittttt oh no oooooooo it hurts paining me pain! Oh man, my, my, my lungs! they feel [ BLEEPED ] UP! Oh no, I can't breathe! Something! Oh my god, something, oh o, o! I feel! I feel, like something, some thing is inside my self, oh no!
       Inside of me? Oh nooooo!

      Captain Roy, now, is out of it! He's in direr mental and physical distress, exhibiting panic disorder, and, rapted head, and foot, in it, feeling a strangeness coming over him, over him, a feeling like changing into someone else but not himself, who?
      What is, whats that, my chest a tightening, it hurting me, a pressure on me, my heart, I feel it getting heavy, OH my God, I am not feeling right at all, I am not! Hard for me to believe this is happening, hard, hard for me to think! Why do I feel so strange? Burn him, burn the shit up kill it out, [ BLEEP ] it! Fire at will, keep firing yelled, Captain Roy, hallucinating like a mad man!

      Then he stops speaking, and out of him, out of his mouth, the voice of another person, begins to speaks through him, in a deceptively gentle sounding voice with the sound of it rising-falling in a soft low intonation the voice said : :

Hello!

[ 2 ]

It said it in a pleasing voice out the mouth of Captain Roy, in a voice that did not, in no way belonged to him,
In no way! But, it came from his body, but not him, but out of his mouth! But not his voice! Have you ever been in fractal hyperbolic space-time before now? Have You ? The words on this page are outside! You never, never been here before! Have you? Yes we're going there . . . . . . that dangerous place you are scared to go on your own! But because theres words on this page you come along gingerly, being led one word at a time, one word at a time! Not not really knowing where your going! But trusting that the sayings a picture is worth a thousand words, and the pen is mightier than the sword, you'll not lose your head! But where is this phenomenon? In or out, where does one look for the thing thats talking? If not him, in him, by him who?

For something in him, in his head to say hello is oh, very scary! Don't you think?

Can you, can you really? Can you really know? Can you? Honestly? Listen, listen to the sound of the void of the fractal mind! hear that hum, hummmmmmmmmm? It rings constantly traveling, where you are not only not allowed in, but banned! Yes, here you find yourself, in 'The consunglatoriaca-systematic realms of the MIND"!

Imagine not talking, but your lips and mouth talking? Disturbing is it not? It's talking! It is talking! Your lips are moving buts it's not under your control! Your not saying what your saying! You are in Fractatoidalhyberbolic spacetimes now! Your lips, your lips belong to you, don't they?

Oh, course they do! But they, they are now moving by themselves, the nerves electrical frequencies signals, that interpolate message transfers from your brain to yor face muscles, to make your mouth move, and speak have been intercepted, dismantled, and confiscated and retrofitted by the phenomenon, of the reconfigurative brain over ride caused by the j's beams power! Lips that were operated by your brain, no longer are connected to your brain! No longer connected, Oh no, no, no nnooooo! No longer responding, no longer yours! Your voice is gone, another voice belonging to the thinking brain of another, is now in charge! In charge of your body!

It will not listen to you, only the substituted brain of the other!

In order to comprehend, whats it's like, whats happens to you if you get hit by a J!
You can think, alright, and are thinking, but what you think is not effectuating actuation of your body, your body is not your to use anymore. You, the you, you know is trapped in your head, you can think, but what you think you want your body to do next, will not happen anymore, you are over, done for! You have been hit by the J !
You have been hit by the J ! The space criminals in the under dimensions of the mind, call it the joint! Your in the fractal joint, or jailed up inside your own head now, and you can't get out!

Thats it, its all over for you, space cadet! It all over for you!

Your head is on your neck, its yours, but whats happening when you think, in your head is disconnected to your bodys electric frequency wise. You, the you, you know as you, are outside, out side out of it, inside your own head!
it's like being on auto pilot, and the pilot controlling your body is not you, but someone else, some one , some one you don't know!

Someone tells your body to use its hands, and the hands obey! Someone tells your hands, to raise them up, and they rise up!

Then tells them to strangle you, to place them around your neck, and squeeze, squeeze, and squeeze hard, with all their might, to shake you neck backwards and forward! And twist it hard around, and pull and jerk it around and around, and around good, till you can't breathe, you die!

The power over ride of the J's is one of the worse, hellish, emotionally draining, scary and devastating fractal experiences you can ever imagine!

But guess whats worse?

There are times, there are times in space, when when you enter a zone of hyberbolicality, twisted alternate fractal anti time space! Say a truth twice, you enter a zone of hyberbolicality, twisted alternate fractal anti time space, a very special kind of space, you are propelled into when, you get hit by ,"J's"!

Getting hit by a the J's" or "The Brain juxtapositional reconfiguration substitution beam!"
Right in the brain, is mind-blowing to say the least, and the loss
of your control over your body is a horrible terror, worse than death!

But, there surprises! You like surprises don't you!
Yes, like the human brain, has flaws, that you try to hide from peers, life too, has flaws, and the beam once is used on you, it doesn't function flawlessly all the time either!
especially on wemen, there something about girls!
If your a woman it really messes you up! Your lips move super fast for some unknown reason!

And other parts shake!

Then again , sometimes theres variation of depth in control frequencies modulations oscillation with specific variant twisting forces applying a irratic spacial torc explosion, vorkatoldily inside your brains centers, coming out of your brains stem, that make control of your brain harder? Why? As stated your brains unforeseen flaws, you know the usual, your memory mighty be super good in one area that make you look like a genius, , or your memory might super bad, or your experiences in the past! There that event, you remember the one, you know what we're talking about! You try to forget it, you try, but fail! You get post traumatic experiences, that hinder the beams nuclear ionic interpolative frequencies over ride capacity, causing hybrid behavior in you, unexpectedly! But there are other things you are about to learn!

Also,

Where this mind brain bio substitutional dynamic, is a self-limited data storages identity robotized assigned inflammatory process, that affects you in that it allocates your processes, to have some control of that small sectional side node, chamber, of your human brain construct frequency designational assemblies, but, even of that tiny percentile quadrant, only partially, something else has total control of the rest of your brain! It has the ability to think right next to another invading thinking processor, yet the two thinkings, are on separate non intermingling thinking channels or planes of existence, for example human channel 1 and alien channel 2 inside the same brain construct!

And, and although, you mind is definite totally yours, its yours, everything else about you is not under your control!

Not at all!

Not your body! Not any more, not in Fractal space-time! You see cadet, wonderer, time is fractal too, self similar, in every way, but with ever barely perceptible slight micro second divisional slices of it, and these mutation in time stabilities changes,

- that makes a world of difference!

Take poor boy Roy, to him, every thing looks right, he's still driving Mother, but not really! Yes, his hands is holding the steering wheel, all right! if you look at him, it looks to you that hes driving!

But he is not telling it what to do, he not turning the steering wheel, someone, or something else is in control and driving it for him, so Mother won't crash!

Yes, but, the self of his self of him seems to be experiencing time slowing now and bending, bending as it gets reduced! It morphs, slides, slides over your forms, like warm comfortable glove, your head, your head feels warm, gets red, it slides down the sides of your cheeks, down your neck, body, feet, consuming, consuming you through and through, that is what fractal time can do, and by osmosis molectculsuedodality ionic modificationality mentally too!

Now, now in space, yes, in this deep place full of unknowns for you, this place we call space, in the fractally black cold emptiness in space, under stand well, things, things, things are different, very different out here! One thing you must always remember, and remember well, nothing is impossible out here. Repeat a truth twice human, nothing is impossible out here!
Nothing! All, all of you that travel here, were not born here, and all if who were, are not human, and thats just the way it should be, by natures degree! Since time and memorial in every century. Can brain that you only control partially now, can it have an idea? and if so whose idea is it to say hello?

Can a idea be alive, and if so whose? And if so whose? Can an idea create other ideas? And if so whose? Is there such a thing as a female idea, and if so whose? Is there such a thing as a male idea, and if so whose? So ideas have genders?

Is there such a thing as a, " it" idea, and if so what is the it? A robot sentient being, A Artificial intelligence avatar, a energy sentient Ologiazodic entity? A Artificial intelligence avatar, a energy sentient Ologiazodic entity, playfully endulging in role play as GOD!

Artificial insemination of ideas, are a sub by-product of a globally mind construct, propelling thoughts zooming through space? Thoughts permeating space, permeates your head, which are affecting you, although you have not the intelligence to understand the languages it functions on interstellar frequency wise? Is lack of knowledge a excuse? Can you trust, because you don't know something, its a good chance it doesn't exists! Are there, there, such a thing as what some of you call and label as a mind?
Have ever seen one? You by, ' here say,' and peers little wiser than you, been told you can't see them? And others peers allege, if you can see it, touch it, prove it, its not real, its just an idea? But, ideas, have you ever had one from Hyberbolic fractal spacetime?
Have you ever, ever had an idea from there?

A thousands questions,

A thousands questions, to ponder under, unanswered its weight loads thunder, and instead of pondering the mysteries species love to war, victories score, bloods run, from out their core, pay it attention not, but obsessed with more war, enthused their lot! Shallow or deep graves rot!

More more war? Get the idea? Your purpose is what? Get the Idea? Think about it! This one is most profound! Ideas are all around, right?

And if so, if you where to see one, how would you know it? Yes, conjecture, vector begs to differ, space sniffer! and alas Roys brain got penetrated, and if independently an energy being does this to him, applying a sinusoidal voltage across each of his brains electrodes and displacing the phase of the voltage very, very, oh so, gently, slightly from one natal occurring electrode, in his brains construct, then again by its self, pulmagates this electrode to the next, generates a sinusoidally-varying polarization pattern, in the sphere of electrical frequency emissions in the brain, in the head, in the mind, of that head he has, and that force makes it self manifest exhibiting control over his body, possessing it, and powerfully changing the course of his destiny, can Roy possibly be beware of that?

Hardly, being human he is knowledgeless of these things, Hopefully he will survive unscathed?

Problems, you betcha!
You watch it! You watch your body , you look out of your two eyes, but your eyeballs are moving under the control of some one, or something else, your not moving them, and your lips, open and close, don't belong to you anymore! You had them a long, long time, but now a theft of your control stopped you! No longer, Do they work! No longer does words come from you! But someone, you don't know! Get the idea?
Space is good, and space is bad! You got to be sure when you leave your world, know what your risking, because truth behold, in fractal Space you struggle to speak, your mouth is shut, you try to, to open it, it won't work! Roy desperately tries, tries to scream for help, but, help is a concept, an idea, that fracto vision mystical time does not pay any attention to, if your not ready, doom you are too!

Here is where it gets dangerous, the simultaneous thinkings, don't mix but one can switch reality substitution thought control back to the victim who got hit by the beam, and the victim, will be dumped back in control of his faculties knowledgeless of what the other minds intent was, but forced to confront a loss in time where he was in control, and has to suddenly adapt, react, and live in this current state of fractal time, where previously he was not in tune or control, but only aware participant observing in his head, thus, he must make this adaptation, this new passage of time, adjust to being back in control of his body, do this too, get his head together instantly, if he is to survive or he will go in instantly mad! Fractal space is bad!

Those entering it, better be really careful, best to go with a friend, the first time you try it, you may never leave!

Now, lets return to the chronicles, now, shall we? Let go back, back to where the voice said hello and listen in! We just might be in for a good surprise!

For that gentle pleasant sounding female voice belongs to none other than, the one and only, Captains Ball's mother, her highness Sharkkadoom. Her highness Sharkkadoom, a program being, the deprave one, the master mistress of robot algorithm depravity, the master of fluid time mechanics hyperbolic reality perception behaviors of reality entrenchment! Where past, present, future, visual realities change at her will instantly! Danger is her real name, Leviathan, twisted, coiled time reality entrenchment, and her famous, impeccable, ruthlessly sharp vivisection capacities, is her game, the death of millions is her fame, cross her path, you have no one else to blame! BOOM! Out goes the lights, The mother of Captain balls, Her highness Sharkkadoom dislikes, dislikes, day or night, everything and everyone alive! No, you don't want to mess with her! Captain Roy, it was he, who called the agency, " and got The D N Festator," The Zozo Zotocon, Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg, to take her son Captain Balls, away, away, back to the Ba'girmadogana government corporation council, imperial rebel robot laboratories to be terminated! To be destroyed, deactivated, dis assembled, melted down, but his mother came just in time, and before they could do it, saved him! He is hiding in Thexatadi galaxy, but now she wants revenge on Captain Roy. It is she who is now hiding inside Captain Roy! Her soft deceptively beautiful sounding voice can fool anybody, as she laughs while saying hello?

[ 3 ]

Hello! Hello! Helloooooooooooooooooooooooo its meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee I am backkkkkkkkkkkkkk

rings out a scrill voice laughing ominously:

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee he, he, heh! heh, heh, heh eeee, heh, heh heh, he, heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee he, he, heh!eeeee heh, hehehhhhhh eeee heeh eeeehe he, he, heh oooo, heh oooooo he, he, heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee he, he, heh!

Captain Roy, smiles, he's smiling a big smile on his face! He is possessed, he nods his head backward and forward, and tosses his head back and burst out laughing crazily and talking in Fractolic Duwhodaxhoc, which are spacial poetic mysterious bewitching riddles of death, and says half speaking and half singing sounding, like a demonic beast from the deep dark depths of fractal hell :

Day, day day night, toooooooo! I am gonna come, coma coma, and get you, ha, ha, ha, heh,he, heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee he, he, heh!

Where is thous, boy flo-y riding the merry waves thinking deludamentay to get away from it, your graves, have legs, follow, follow what? YOU!
Do you true, flew you far, you did, sieve, but not, far enough, to escape the likes of me!
heh,he, he,heeeeee ha, ha, ha!

Here these words from one who is me, your future crucifier, I am the mother of Captain Balls you see!

Permit me to introduce myself to you, you see!

My name is Sharkkadoom! Sharkkadoom! Sharkkadoom! It is not good to upset a woman like me,

she said, the evility inside him speaking quite frankly, blinking his eyes, which now had a perplexed evil glint, as she spoke out , all of the pleasantness of her voice gone, replaced with an angry tone :

It is you! It was you, you who call the authorities on my child, my favorite son, Captain Balls, and tried to destroy my boy, a special sentient program he, I made him! I am made him! The authorities call him a dangerous Robot! He's not dangerous! He a sweet boy! Just misunderstood! I am the one who is dangerous!

And now I will take my revenge on thee, out on you for that dirty deed, you evil fifty human seed!

Captain Roy, hear me!

Sharkkadoom, is me, I am the curtailer of your destiny! Yes, ha, ha, ha, he, he, heh!eeeee heh, hehehhhhhh eeee heeh eeeehe he, he, heh oooo, heh oooooo he, he, heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee he, he, heh!

In here! Inside your head, I promise, I swear, I will see you dead! My revenge red!
But, now that I have, you!

I have escaped the patrols that seek my capture, crossed the great Universe to get to you, with rapture! My boy told me all about you, he did! Where you are to be found! Tracking, tracking you was easy! Now that I am inside of you, theres no need to worry, o take heed, no one will find me here inside your brain! I am in no rush! It is you I will make go insane! I don't want a quick death for you, oh nooooo! naa!

If I did, you would be dead already! Instead, I want you. . . . I want you to, to suffer slowly!

Insanely horribly!

And I know just how to do it too! I am just the one to make you suffer Captain Roy! You're going to wish you were never, never born Captain Roy!

She said in harsh voice, that ricocheted off the coiled walkways of times in a cold mind!, then she changed, she changed the tone of her voice suddenly, and whisper softly , gently :

Now, nowwwwww. . . what, er, what, I think, I'll do. . . . what, What I am going to do is flip back control of your body to you! I'll just lay low, and stay quiet! Quiet!

Why not?

And, and oooooo he, he, heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee he, he, heh!

Watch you! Watch you before you die! Before I cut out your eye!

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me a break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.17.1

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

I am going to enjoy watching you and your friends, and at time of my choosing, I don't know, when, perhaps, perhaps, yes when making love to your girlfriend, your girl friend, Chocolate, I'll pop out, and show you what real love is about!
Maybe even. . . . join in, Ha, ha, ha, oooooo he, he, heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee he, he, heh!

It's amazing what a knife, a real sharp knife can do! Amazing! And I'll be sending a little message too. . . . to the Federation Authorities too, when it comes to me, don't pursue ! Ha,ha, ha
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee he, he, heh! heh, heh, heh eeee, heh, heh heh, he, heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee he, he, heh!eeeee heh, ha, ha,ha, haaaa, oooooo he, he, heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee he, he, heh!

Now, looky looky little kindergarden creatures playing hooky, yow, bow, wow, plow how? Ha, ha, ha, ah yes, I will know'th want I do these employees of Captain Roy too, before I destroy? Let it be said, take the vessel , this Mother down, synchronize data, si io0001 00 10 scitbilocas dejuicvas , hear me auto pilot, hear me well! Land, at my command,

said her highness to Mothers programing, and the Mother obeyed. The Mother landed, and her highness, she be hidden inside the body of Captain Roy, who is seen in plain sight of everyone, visible clearly through the sphere shaped, cast crystal transparent glass like shield, of the Mother, and what happen was the Mothers programming, interfacing electrically, had obeyed her order, and came down slowly, and touched down on the floor of the site near the other crew members too, like a silent ghost!

And, what we saw was time looked like it had stopped! Nothing was moving! So far as, the other members of Captain Roys crew, who just instants before, she spoke were happy and jovial, and quickly preparing to unload their equipment, to prepare to go and raid a tomb to rob its gold, cold diamonds, blue Vigathesi magi rye-mens, precious ores, and crystals stores, and bountiful treasures, to make them filthy rich, but now, they stood they did, motionless at her bid!

Almost like statues, dead ill, still, they were moving, but so slow, hmmmmnn, you could take years of slow motion photography to see and catch them move slightly, not even an inch!

And everything was so, so, so quite, not even the dust upon which they stood standing moved, the dust particles suspended in the air would stay there, and never reach the ground, because every body had slipped! They slipped into another time reality, a dip stick of fractacality malady called entrenched reality, where surreal, is the new real, and her highness, residing inside Captains Roy, is who garners power of the time clocks that rocks your world, seen vortexually going around and around, a time tunnel abounds, whirlwinds, that move in slow motion, real slow, what it is, is time controlled by her! Her, synthetic alternate, artificial intelligence interstellarinterfaceing mind, under sentient control allowing her to casually play! And play for ever and a day, twirling the basic balls of life, past, present and future, time around her fingers, like a toy! And she plays, and plays with it, for to her, it is just that : life is a toy!

You see, when you not alive, that fact alone denotes you have power, [ WARNING ]
A few gifted humans out of billions know how to use consciousness to get here, but artificial intelligence's accomplishes this with math languages introradio frequencies,
and when you have power, compounded by programming mastery, things listen to you!
As they do to her Royal Highness Sharkkadoom! It is she! She twirls the time particles!

Where they stop, nobody knows?

The crew!

She sees them!

She sees them, like nothing can!
Her eyes are not what you got! What you got is a joke! She sees them in fluid time fracto color siutubguhunkaruts, special zone frame statics, statistics frequencies waves, that they are modulating in divisorial split seconds, backward and time fluidflowards, in time too!

So you know she bad!

The crew, she sees!

Each standing still, doing what they did last! Doing what they did last, before timed stopped at her command, and they turned to time rock!
She gazed at them a lot! Focused on the only female : Captain Scankey, for a few seconds, and then, suddenly we saw a big white

Flash!

that lit up the world
A big flash of white light flashes and is gone and we enter a scene and a room, theres some furniture, some suitcases, pictures on the wall, and theres a person!

We see a young lady, she's in a Reshassi Galaxy chain tourist hotel! She's has a very worried look about her, her eyes are sad and tearful! She's sitting on the bed! Her implant isn't working, so not only can she not call out, she can't get funds! She doesn't have the Diszards, diszards means money, she was a Tourist Space Bobby's, thats what they call tourists, who sight-see by going to see different worlds, by paying for the trip by working odd jobs, in various local planet businesses! She on a strange planet, she lost her job, then her wallet with all her money, now desperate, the landlords manager abuses his authority! Sees, he does, a vulnerable female in distress, onstage is he in her moment of need, and instead of being upright honorable and helpful, proposes sex and he'll forget the bill! A decision must be made!

She is very upset! He tries to calm her down, if he evicts her, throws her out, it will disastrous! For a young woman, its always dangerous, but left outside in a strange neighborhood on this planet, it would be really very dangerous! She's using a phony name and passport and her implant is turn off for repairs, so nobody would find out! She, naive and desperate, decides to do it! She agrees to his advances in exchange to not have to pay the bill, she gets up turns out the light and lays down on the bed in the hotel room. The man moans in delight, and outside there in the night, other sounds, other sounds are heard. It's raining, pouring rain, the rain drops hit the window!

And, in the dark, across the way, outside theres a man standing behind a tree looking they're way, he can't see in the room, he can see the window, its black! We see his face, its a face of man that looks familiar. He is smiling, as if he knows whats going on in the girls room, its dark out! The lights are out in the room but he stares intently, his eyes has weird glint! A glint we've seen before!

First he was smiling, now he's grinning! We look harder trying to make sure! We see his face in the shadows! It's a man with his long hair hanging down wet standing, behind a large tree!

And he's wearing a kind of strange raincloak coat that is long and black and wide, his hair is soaking wet and dangles along side his temples and cheeks.

The winds blows the trees branches, light falls on his face, we make a positive identification!
We make out. we make out his features. It's Captain Roy! Captain Roy? What and how did he get here? And he nodding his head, nodding his head back and forth very slowly!

His hair dangling down rocks slowly, backward and foreword, very slowly and, infact as the winds blow, his whole body seems to be rocking very slowly backwards and forwards, as the rain comes down faster in torrents! Every once and while his eyes turn white

and he squints them, and opens, and closes them, as

if controlling something. Controlling, controlling. . .

What?

Is it possible to be able to see into the darkness in the room and she, that the girl, the young woman, was a girl, a girl, when she was young, and the girl, we see back in time, so many decades ago was the one we now know as Captain Scankey!

Captain Scankey,

when she was young, going through a bad, bad time in her life.

An event she wants to forget! So many events, we want to keep secret, so many, but time is just what it is! It is many things !

A molecule component, manifestational, concept, scripturial hyper-spacetime, fractal chaos recorder! The event recorder translates events actions, in broken down programmed frequencies equations, sorted, layered stored, in interstellar voids, directly in time mind fluids, hyperbolically,
meshed in Fractal chaos localities, measuredless, time mechanics interstellar vaults of Dicumavaith's, and accessible to those with the power of Anti Time!

It is here, my dear, where we find ourselves, and Roy, is he, he is he, or not?
A dangerous question put to the likes of you, not a lot?

Such a place. . . . Such a dangerous place! Such a dangerous place to be in side the fluids mechanics, of interstellar eternal mind ponderaments : Ergonomics Space Time Minds Fields Mechanics. One could get lost outside, inside here! Fractal voids, interstellar time minds time zones! We warned you not to come, But you came, now lets look in on the game?

Game? In your worlds, humans, current understanding and concept of game, is when explorers talk about game, talk about going on a Safari to hunt game! They're referring to Animals, Lions Tigers, Elephants, Snakes, when they desirer to find wild creatures in the wild, learn more about them in their natural habitat, like in rain forest and jungles of Indonesia, the Cameroon, Indo-China, Indian, Burmese, and Yucatan, Laconda, Chiapas rainforest, Africa, Amazon rain forest, but when you accompany us, Fractal Space Time Hyberbolic Anti Time Travelers, we go into a Conceptual Mental Mind Space Safari, what we are talking bout, is going inside minds of wild creatures existing in the universe whether they're human or otherwise, we go into the fractal fluid mecanixca, mathematical mind time zones of times zones of Fractal Mind Events Space, we're talking about the interactive world inside the frequency waves translated inside the brain of wild creatures subservient to the mind world of eternal fractal time, based in the sublime reality of the hidden articulating surreal mind zones, that exist through out interstellar space time frequency waves, in all creatures that produce fiatus, methane gas!

We warned you not to come, But you came, now lets look in on the game?

[ 2 ]

What does a hermit mean? Dude living in seclusion, alone? Roy is game! Roy is living as a hermit in side his head, inside the right side of his brain, while the left side is where her Royal Highness Sharkkadoom dwells, and controls his body for him to do her bidding, she turns back the Space Time Minds field Mechanics Fractal Chaos Recorder, to a point in recorded secret wicked events, in the life of Star Scankey, when she was very young ambitious girl, wondering as rambunctious space traveling Bobby tourist, and entertains her self watching the Game of her life! And Roy is taken along for the ride and sees what she sees through his own two eyeballs. And he can not say or do anything at all about it! She's in control of his eyeballs looking at the Game!

Game, are you game or are you a hunter, prejudicial wanter? Wanter, watch what we see? . . . . .
Look at the gamers in the game before thee. . . , and the game being played out, an old, old game of deception, man plays on woman, women plays on man! See if you can discern the enterprising minds differences displayed here, if you can?
The hotel manger, A young fellow, young as can be, same age as Scankey you see, he was pleasant enough, respectable looking, clean cut, flat butt, polite, enjoyed himself that night, and told her, he promised forgiveness of her debt, but then reneged, claiming it was not satisfying to have her just to lay still like an unresponsive pretty doll while he humped her, he wanted more! he wanted to see her act like she enjoyed it! He wanted her to drink, be happy and dance and shake her hips, and show him, show him she was in the mood, and enjoying it too, otherwise he can't feel sexually satisfied, and demanded to do it all over again! She refused!

When she refused to, he said, in a fake surprised tone, raising his voice to her!

What?

No, no no! Nooo more you pig, you space dog, your despicable! If I act like I don't like doing it with you, its because. . . . I DON'T . . . like doing it with you, its a trade, I trade this, you take care of that for me, thats all!

she told him flatly in his ear, as she pushed him off of her with the flat of her feet, till he fell off the bed on to the floor, with a thump!

She said it in an angry adamant high pitched voice of and angry female, annoyed that this hotel jerk, would even think it!

Why?

He exclaimed, as if he couldn't understand her?

Whattt?
she asked him vexed!

You wanted a piece of me and you got it, a deal is deal.

Sorry babe,

he answered her smiling, tilting his to the side, and shrugging his shoulders meaning he really couldn't give a dam, he wasn't gone keep his word to her!

What?

She exclaimed shocked, and opening her mouth and eyes wide, looking straight at this creep!

You got a nice piece, its sweet!
But I lied, you got to pay anyway!

What?

Shit, I can't make believe you paid your hotel bill, I am not going to lose my [ bleeping ] job! This hotel, they got cameras robots, not only that, my boss drops in every day, checks accounting data inputs room receipts, he'd know, So i'd never get away with it!

I lied!

Look I am sorry, I couldn't resist kissing you baby, had to try ! I am man!
Understand?
But business is business! No Diszards,! I got to evict, thats it.

What?
You [BLEEPING ] low down nasty bastard. I believed you, .. I, I trusted you! Oh shit, I trusted you!

Hold on, hold girl, hold on, calm it baby, I ain't gone let you down! I gone turn you on to the owner of a tourist dance club I know just down the street," Watch me dance, Watch me die, " Club, it's a cool place, with a body like yours, all you got to do is get up and dance, and you'll be a hit! I know you can earn what you owe in one night, next day you be living right, girl! Lots of tourist Bobbies do it, common get dress!

The hotel manager man, said in the dark, two hours later, after she bathed, blowed dried her hair, did her nails in red gloss, her face up with mascara, red lipstick on, she gets introduced:

We see them, they enter this huge really nice , elegant night club, trees floating in the air with millions of beautiful colored feathers, Mahihidi colored fogs, rolling swirling lights and music to rock your socks off.

This club, its got a very high gold decorated domed styled ceilings! They got this giant robot woman, made of shiny mirrored metal dancing 24 / 7 in the back next to the wall!

Its dark inside except for thousands of tiny flashing star twinkling lights! Its got a curving fractal moving stage, continuously morphing its shape similarly! Yaw-da how-da, pretty girls gyrating happily showing off their curves, to the delight of the crowds, were busy moving and shaking their bodies, dancing, and in the dark, the men glare, and stare like little children, like little boys totally, totally fascinated, as the women laugh, grind, wiggle their hips and shake their breasts!

The hotel guy, and Scankey, come in the front door, what happened really, was he lead the young Scankey to a strip club and the place was packed to the rafters with men glamouring to watch pretty girl dancers. it was crowded, and they had to move through the crowds and head all the way towards the back of the big long club, to a walled off, black tinted glass private booth, with several robots standing guard around, and slowly make their way to the back where the club owner, a bald, tiny eyed devious looking, heavy set dark man,
named, Chrunchi, was on his private speaker conversing.

The manager, walks towards him with the young girl Scankey, all dolled up trying to look sexy, following close behind him, and brings her up to him and introduces her , he raises his voice up loud, so the owner can hear him, because of the loud music and loud noisy people in the club :

Star, star, excuse me star, er, Star, Chrunchi star, this, I got this, this bobby,

he said glancing and pointing, behind his right shoulder to the young woman, who was all smiles,

this bobby, I know her, she's cool, bobby needs work, She's a friend, knows how to dance, she looks good too, what you think?

The owner of the club looks at the girl, smirks approvingly, and tells them to come in his office, they follow him inside, they close the door.
The club owner sits himself down on one of his super wide banana shaped floating pillow chairs. The hotel guy smiles nervously as he looks down at him, and quickly waves and points his thumb back at the girl standing next to him, and asks. . . .

Can you use her?

The owner, glances at the kid, doesn't say anything for a minute, and the room is silent, then he gets up puts his hands in his pockets, walks circling around her, and looks at her butt, and answers charmingly asking a question, with a silky smooth killer baritone voice :

Can a sunshine shine, can a blind man tell time, a girl like you dancing up on the stage of mine, blow a mans mind, will make all these gentlemen. . . . . happy. . . . all the time!
Sugar, they call me Chrunchi! Whats your name, . . . sugar?

asked the cunning wily guy, smiling.

Julietta Octavia Strivawaslina Scankey,

said Scankey in a low nervous voice that was quivering and she was looking a little shy!

"wooo, " real pretty name, kind of long all the same, mine if I call you, just, just : Scankey, Scankey?

Asked Chrunchi politely to her?
Why not? You. . . . you can call me anything you like, just as long as I get some Diszards, tonight!

Its my name Star Chrunchi, its the only one I got!

Scankey answered respectively, and smiling cutely to the big fat man looking at her body up close and personal! He took her hand and raised it up gallantly and planted a kiss on her on it!

Chrunchi, was the bossman, and he knew it and acted it! He was around four hundred years old, but looked good, cause he used enhancement age modifier drugs, still, he abused foods, resulting in him being grossly over weight! He, a stylish man, dressed in two toned crushed black leathers, was equipped with amadgatorr'suitor , on his right shoulder, thats a shoulder mounted communicator device that made his right arm hydraulically
more powerful, just in case he got into an altercation, he got it to protect himself, even though he had robot guards!

The gadget had blinking lights in green! He had a cool looking rectangle black tattoo covering his eyes, so that it looked like he had a mask! He wore around his head two wide metal wired mirrored bandanas that looked awesome, cause they were shiny like chrome, and reflected the light in the ceiling on it, plus he was wearing a fine rare silk Sibsytog, with a Nidwani scarf in two colors black and white around his neck, the type of scarf, in this culture made him look classy beside signifying he belonged to the business upper class of the trader trafficker world of underground businesses. He walked circling slowly looking her over like property he was going to buy, then he stopped in front of her and smiled, said :

I like,

said the owner of the club, after looking at her long beautiful legs, thin waist and she had a big female Star bestsama dama chest, that would rock your world!
Then nodded his head and kept looking at her, smilingly with an impressed look on his face, smiling, as he let his eyes look her over again, and again! Who knows what he's thinking, what ever it is, its as if, he's enjoying it!

Then he stopped smiling, he tilted his head, glanced back to look at the hotel guy that brought her over to him, and told him flatly :

Beat it, I want to talk, alone. . . . with the bobby!

[ 3 ]

The hotel jerk beats it out of the room, real quick, like his life depended on it!
Now they're alone, and the man says to her smiling, Chrunchi chi, chi, getting mellow baby, now, says the man smiling at Scankey, as the hotel dude splits, now and goes out the door gone!
The scene is set!
Things begin to swing, between these two, the girl Scankey, looks at the big boss man, and she, a Space Bobby is slick, no dumb chick flick, no dip stick she, she's aware and checking out the scene where she find hers herself, she analysis it from a female point of view, Its man wants woman, and woman, wants something, could be the man, or what he can offer, the old sexual power play, is again in play, we've seen this game before, do they do it standing up or on the floor?
She's checking him out good, once , twice, three, four, what does it means to be alone with Chrunchi?

Sure, she thinks, to herself, he certainly has many lady friends to entertain him, why not tell her she's hired, and get one of the other girls to explain to her what she is to do, where to change her clothes, and take her up to the ladies dressing rooms to prepare her to go on the stage, to show him what she can do! Why, why does Chrunchi want to be alone with Scankey?

Now , Scankey, dumb, in to the street world, she's not, she's keen, but bobby sweet, got it up stairs neat, she may be young, but that don't mean she's stupid!

We watch her carefully, . . . as she goes up against a dirty, old, four hundred year old man, she knows she can, and what time it is too! She looks around the luxury office, checking out how the man lives large, he cool, no fool, he checks her out. She checks him out, too bad sweet.

Their eyes meet.

He says , moving back slowly, one step at a time, a few feet back. . . from the woman, he heads toward the," Relyser,"

which is a huge round slick looking, food and drink molecular "Materializer, " nutriment reduplication dispenser machine, built right in to the back wall of his private office, the thing is big, with chrome finished circular front, and all that is needed is for some one to tell it what you want, and the artificial programmed intelligence avatar, like a star, takes your order and its, matrices, materializes it, right out of the thin air before your eyes, in seconds, all your heart desires, drinks, food piping hot and delicious, as you like, in large double gold plates, large elegant glasses, with ice in it, to top it off perfectly!

And as, in this case Star Chrunchi, ordered . . .a Diooba cocktail drink, on the rocks, for himself, then, what he asked for materializers quickly on a tray, as it appeared out of thin air, he smiled satisfied, and slowly looked at it and reached out with his left hand, and picked it up and then turned, looked at Scankey, invitingly, sipping it, nodding his head to her, blinked at her, and asked her if she wants a drink?

What ever you wish my dear, you want to partake, a drink, or a piece of cake, he whispered to her softly?

The girl, smiles, calculating her new sense of her self sexually, and keeping in mind, whats going on here, the man obviously wants her, and in more ways than one, as she eyes him.
She doesn't answer.

He stands by the " Relyser," waiting, waiting for her reply . . .
She smiles a tiny calculating smile that is more of a smirk, then a real smile of approval!

Its several things a girls anatomy provokes in a man and she, young as she is, Scankey, is aware, desirer is there, all the time, calling males to be horny males, and she a women to use her female innate instincts to her advantage, and choose well or wind up in hell!

Chrunchi, raises the glass up and gulps down his drink, smacks his lips together, looks up to the ceiling casually, apparently enjoying its deep rich flavor! Orders another, and waits for it to materialize, takes a peek at Scankey, tilting his head, and looking at her sideways! He smiles, she turns her head so all he can see is a profile view,

she smirks again, holding back her smile, although she wanted to, thinking to her self, its nice to be wanted even by a stranger, if that stranger is nice, she does not know if Chrunchi is nice, or maybe, after they get to know each other, he will he turn out to be nice too
although, for her taste, she found him not handsome, but instead, kind of distinguished, and she holds her self back from being open and curious, with him, after all a man like him is accustomed to get what he wants, and all what he wants goes, in all things, in all things that is, except her body, he knows it and she's in control of that, and thats that!

Now mind you, other than a little hum of Dagot'a subdued Mussy music, playing quietly in the background, they are not talking very much with their lips, instead they're body behavior is in over drive! she poses very sexy, and you see the body language in the way, they walk, in the way they move and stand in this huge luxurious office, the body language they give off, a body language onto its self, says it all! The old man is horny, and looks like a poor dog wagging his tail and staring at a bone, she's the bone for him!

The heat is in the air from him, to be stymied, and stopped by her, if it is her wish!

Their eyes meet, what does a young lady, a young lady do, when the boss wants you? She knows this scenario, all to well, a scenario from hell a woman must dwell and come out a winner!
She knows she must play her cards just right, she's brite, she looks away like pretending that her attention has been drawn to a series of Illumin-at-s, which are floating digital painting frames, showing a screen with colorful paintings, which are all around his office hanging in the air!
Displaying some interesting faraway planets landscapes, there!

Scankey admires the fractal Artworks hes got, and, and says quietly to him :

Whats this, wow! whats this I see here, I see you like fine Fractal Art ! Chrunchi, seems your a man of very discriminating good taste!

With her comment, the silence in the room is broken, his position stays the same, he sips his drink, and replies looking at her,

You like?

Meaning does she like the paintings on his wall, and he says this as he comes, walking across the large office floor toward her!

He comes, closer, closer to her! He comes closer to her, and stands just a few feet from her, and she thinks, to her self, as she turns her face away from him and looks, and pretends to admirer the art work in his office!

They are hanging in the air about a foot off the walls which are
dark glass transparent walls that encase, and completely surround his private office.

I like them, says Scankey in low sexy voice to him, I like the way you got this place, Chrunchi, you have nice paintings to look at, and you can take a peek at whats going on through your glass walls too, cool!
I like your layout, Crunchi, it really reflects good taste! A really great layout you got!

Thanks,

said Chrunchi, smiling as he watch the girl standing across the the office floor some sixteen feet from him, she had her back to him as she walked slowly alternately looking at his paintings and looking out at the view of the club through the glass walls, and Churnchi said,

I like your layout too, back and front baby!

I know you do Chrunchi, I can feel your eyes, you like what you see?

He didn't answer, she didn't turn to look at him, but peeked through the glass out at the dancers dancing on the moving stages!

She saw them swaying to the music on the stage out side his office, and she started nodding her head, and moving her body to the music, and said

Wow, exclaimed Scankey. . . . the music. . . .

its so loud the music out side, but in here its so quiet, you can't hear a thing.

I can get the audio inside, but, I prefer not too baby!

I got to listen to it, all the time, day after day, so inhere I give my self, well, er um, a, a well deserved break.

But, come honey,

said Crunchi, turning away from her and walking toward a back wall, and waving his hand, to trigger a sensor, that rolled back the massive walls revealing, to her surprise, he had a secret huge apartment inside, Scankey turned , looked, tried to act like, she's not impressed, and followed the burley dapper gentlemen inside with out saying a word!

It resembled a church of some kind, but devoid of religious icons, or symbols, or crosses, just giant surfaces of raw hewed, marble stones, brick shaped walls!
It was a essentially a super fabulous white walled penthouse, with ceilings that were so high, they must of been 300 feet high, and the joint was huge, huge, and deep in the center, it had a living room with a rotating carousel with floating chairs and a round bed in it.

Now all in all, the two knew what they going to do, kind of?

But as people often do, when getting to know each other, or wanting to get know each intimately, they feel each other out, to see if this person is the one for them! Now surely Scankey thought this guy was much older and fatter than guys she was use to, she was accustomed to you know, cute skinny guys with six packed bellied and long curly hair, and this guy, well, to her, he was too far from any of that, and it was hard for her to think she'd be in love with this person, by any wild stretch of the imagination?

Or if this person is her future significant other, or a possible husband?
She thought, are you a serious love or just want'a be good time, have a good fun night, drive bye, one night stand companion type of person?

And speaking generally, people in these situations whet they meet somebody new, they tend, you know, they show themselves at their best, they give you their best face, she wears her best perfume, best dress, he, his best Cologne and they put their best version out there of themselves to see , hopefully showing themselves on their best behavior to the other person, so they will be attractive to the other person they're dating or conversing!

Now Chrunchi, without doing any talking, appeared to fall head over heels for this young kid, and tried his darn'est to impress her! He ran these lines on her :

telling her, he knew that if she wanted to work for him, that means she's in need of some fast cash, and that he wanted to let her know he wanted her, and was willing to fix her up financially if she let him be her," Lustrousidferi, Lustrousidferi, in the indigenous dialect of the peoples of this planet, means : Hot supper!"
" Hot supper," is whats called colloquially in sexual terminology in many of the space colonies here, as when men give girls money monthly or yearly for sexual favors, its whats girls, in other worlds and often earth girls call," a Sugar Daddy!"

Now, somehow Scankey couldn't remember exactly what a Lustrousidferi meant!
But, she said to her self thing. . .

what ever it was he was pleading to be mine, but further more I didn't really know the language that good, so not to offend him I said possibly, and that response brought a big grin to his face!

He looked at me, like I had just made is day, or something , I don't know, I don't know what I said?

anyway he was showing me this expensive chandeler and this and that, and this antique carved stone chair from this ancient people, and necklaces, and all kinds of jewelry and stuff, and I thought, this guy is telling me he's gone give me some of this, oh, oh, in return for what? What do I got?
Chrunchi, I said, smiling, this method of collecting everything precious was really cool! I like everything you got, I said, and he shot back :

I like everything you got too,
he smiled laughing!

Now, Chrunchi, was voqueing, showing, off his wealth at young Scankey to try to woo her, and get her to fall for him, so they could make out, which he wanted to do desperately with her, cause he found her body so attractive him.

It was driving nuts!
He was hot! He went to his safe, filled up a bag full of Diszards, and told her he was going take care of her, and that, get this,

he knows he's a little old,

but like cheese, old cheese taste better and is better for you, that made Scankey smile, her eyes brightened up, as he emptied
the Diszards out on the bed over her long legs till it covered them up! Her inner sadness, like magic, suddenly left her, where she was one step from a bad reality, the money covering her legs like a blanket made her shiver and tinkle with excitement, and a world of opportunity, and wealth she could only dream of was all around her!

She was however not a fool, and had lost confidence in her self,

and she thought to her self :

She's never gone get out of this situation, unless she was willing to make some compromises morally and sacrifices, and that this old horny man was begging her to use him in exchange for her love, and it was tempting, really tempting and I am definite giving it some serious consideration, since I had so much to lose! A lot of women would jump at the opportunity, why not I? Worse that can happen is I die, and if I, if I wind, I hope not, but, If I wind up in the streets of this planetary outpost full of crooks, I will wind up dead anyway so why not?

The day will come I escape, and I do so with lots of Diszards and fine jewelry, and dressed like a lady of means!

She thought to her self,

[ 4 ]

She was however not a fool, and had lost confidence in her self,

and she thought to her self :[/color][/b][/i]

Come on old man you want to love me, get on your knees and beg for me. . . .
tell me you want me, come on, I am ready. . . .I think, I think I am ready, and I am not I will make my self ready!

And ironically, just then, just then he did just that!

He looked her in the eye, and appeared at ease, so at ease he made her feel at ease, instead of being nervous, but it seemed odd, his manner was , spontaneous and he was audaciously smooth speaking, like a simple down to earth slick crooked guy expressing his inner feelings in the open, to her, without fear of rejection, and he sounded so, so natural, and persuasively, while he kept looking at her dead in the eye, and said to her :

that, he fell in love with her the minute he laid eyes on her, and he wants to take care of her forever!

He told her to disregard her problems! He'd take care of any problems she's got! If she's runs into trouble, he make that trouble disappear and he felt a strong attraction for her, and wanted her to be his woman, he wasn't handsome, and wasn't young, and wasn't the best of men, and that he had lots of faults but he'd always treat her right, if she agreed!

Well needless to say for a girl that was broke, down in her luck, and didn't have diszards to wash her panties, and was getting evicted, and was nervous, all this was crazy, but crazy or not a decision had to be made!
last time she made a decision, was with the hotel manager, She couldn't pay her hotel bill, and she let him make love to her, and afterwards was told she'd had pay him or to get out of his hotel!
So she got nothing, but nothing for her favors that time, now with this club owner, she thought, how dare she think of trusting another man again, especially one she did not love? Never!

Still, she thought, her situation was dire! Really desperate! Can't eat if you don't got diszards!
She was cut off from the worlds she knew, because her implant was out of service, and didn't have a clue when it would be turned on again, so she could wired for diszards, and being a young woman broke and in a bad neighborhood alone, well this predicament was one hell of bad predicament, no woman would like to find her self in! Still this gutsy guy could be her way up and out of here!

She thought long and hard to her self about what happen, and whispered to her self an old space saying girls know :

To be fooled by he who drools." I." star I am to blame, to be fooled twice, by one who smiles and talks nice, I am in wisdom untidy and insane!

[ 5 ]

Depreciation of one self is not my thing, but, dam, dammit, I am doing bad, messing up, don't I don't know where I am going or whats next, it so hard to think and get out from under this rock I am under! Now as fate would have it, being around this man, even for the short time I have been here, is exciting, even though, even though I know, even though I know its dangerous!

Now, Chrunchi, was voqueing, showing, off his wealth at young Scankey to try to woo her, and get her to fall for him, so they could make out, which he wanted to do desperately with her, cause he found her body so attractive to him.

It was driving nuts!
He was hot! He went to his safe, filled up a bag full of Diszards, and told her he was going take care of her,

Could this man, could this man, I just met, love me without even getting to know me? To believe him I dared not I do? Too many liars pretend their not!
I could not believe anyone so smooth and sophisticated talking to me this way. His words were all the things a girl in trouble wanted to hear, it was too good to be true, and somehow it didn't sound right!

Chrunchi nodding his head to me, looking straight at me, said :If I ran into trouble, he'd make that trouble disappear! And he blew me a kiss, saying softly, he felt a strong attraction for me, and wanted me to be his woman,

and that, now get this, he tells her:

that he knows, he wasn't handsome, and wasn't young, and wasn't the best of men, or a lot of fun, and that he's not perfect, had lots of faults, but he'd always treat me right, if I agreed!

He nodded his head, raised his hand up to his big barreled chest and tapped his heart, blew another kiss, and said ;

I know I am a little old, but like cheese, old cheese taste better and is better for you, baby,

that remark, made Scankey smile, her eyes brightened up, as he emptied
the mountain of Diszards out on the bed over her legs as she laid there, till it covered them up! Her inner saddness suddenly left her, where she was one step from a bad reality, the money covering her legs like a blanket made her shiver with excitement, and a world of opportunity, and wealth she could only dream of was all around her!

She was however not a fool, and had lost confidence in her self,

and she thought to her self :

I ain't gone never, never gone get out of this situation, I am in too deep to turn back!

[ 6 ]

Now one thing Scankey learned about men, from her mother was don't jump at a man when he wants you, make him crawl, make him drool, but don't underestimate him or think he's a fool!

This crazy fool went to a back wall opens a safe, pulled out a heavy suitcase full of Diszards, walked back to her with this big box and dumped it into her lap as she sat on the edge of his bed tipping her to fall backward, it was so much, and heavy!

Now Scankey went bunkers, and wide eyed, looked to the side,looked down at the thousands of Diszards laying on her legs on the bed and said : OH! Wow, she thought, Oh my god! She'd have to work years and years and years, till she's real old, to earn what this guy had just thrown at her!
And the funny thing is, these diszards Chrunchi, just gave the young lady, were like coins, like thin aluminum Blue disks that each one, depending on the size, counts as hundreds of dollars in cash in your bank accounts, so to make them work, you'd wave one in the air and buy what you want through the air electrically digitally, and automatically instantly. How cool was that, she thought smiling inside her mind privately to her self?

They felt cold, cold like ice on her legs and jingled, making sounds like tiny bells sounds when she moved her thighs! They fell down around and between her thighs in the bed!

Relax baby, I'm crazy, are you crazy too?

He smiled at her nodding his head, and said in his low down sexy baratone voice :

Diszards are dirty, but dirt like this is cool baby! Ha, ha, ha,

he laughed, and she couldn't help it but she laughed along with him too! ha, ha, ha!

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me a break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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The Tweets of Madcow Sammy

BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.17.2

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

He told the fractal music to come on, he told the robot guards to leave, he told the lights to go out, they got drunk, in the dark, . . . did their funk!

After all!
After all!

Chrunchi was balled, was old too, four hundred fifty years too, and wiser than her she will ever be, and, as to be suspected, he had all kind of drugs to try to seduce the dozen of dancers that worked in his bar for him you see, and in the dark had her now, like a taught plow, plowing her, just where he wanted her to be, in the bed with a sexy ache, her youthful stamina, was too much for him to elaborate, got the old man, him tired, he popped a pill, responded, rebounded he was again powerfully wired!

He was once more baking her cake. . . . Baking her cakes where it ached!

And boy! And boy, was that four hundred and fifty years old man glad,

You think a four hundred fifty year old would be sad, with a voluptuous big bosomed woman that was bad?

Not he, not Chrunchi?
Chrunchi was chrunchi them. . . .
and She, smiling. . . smiling, she was not disappointed,

He turned out to be tall where it mattered!

She wasn't mad!

Not'at tall not' at tall!

She was who was sweating now, Chrunchi, pulled out his hanker-chief, and wiped the balls of sexy sweat from the young Scankey's forehead and bedded the girl, bedded her and made her happy, bedded her down real good for the night, both of them got off, and she gave out a little scream out loud with delight, with delight!

After all!
After all!

While, true, these two, adult children ball after all!
Now, these doings challenged, her highness, watching behind the scenes out of eyes not of hers, Scenes, whose purpose, is to drive Captain Roy,
subtly insane, this to her will be her joy, and fill her robot heart with a pleasure that will remain!

She, allows him to witness all that she sees, with this man doing to his girl friend Scankey, who Captain Roy, he secretly nicked named her Chocolate before! Chocolate is his secret lover, but now, due to, time manipulation instigated by her highness Sharkkadoom, he gets to see this old man Chrunchi, make love to her, and to her do what he pleases, and this To Captain displeases, yes, displeases Roy to no end, but nothing about it can he do, trapped in his head with no way out too!

But SharkkaDooms, plan is in play to fool his brain this way, She's a brain manipulator,
very wicket, wants to tricked it, for she knows, through her eyes, which are his eyes, he's looking, and so, she's calculating with controlled fractal time, with her adroit adept, sense of fractal evility, conjectured boosted up, malivity, item specific, emotional reality magnitudes,

to foster mental exhaustion,

to deludedly trick his brain, to go in

to safety mentality mode, despite

being in, twisted altered times minds fields zones, inside where he finds himself now on a reward and regret emotional roller coaster ride!

Sharkkadoom, is setting him up,

prepping him. . . .

She's getting ready to employ on him his own brain chemicals, his own brain chemicals programmed, that will fabricate enzymes molecules responsible for certain catalysts, she wants to occur in Captain Roys, brains structurality,
these, with their fractal three dimensional structure will now be done by her, greatly accelerating both the rate and specificity of synthesis metabolic reactions, adopting specific mind chemical embracing inducements that will make Captain Roy's brain cells go hyperbolically super active, in particular circuits of his brain, and begin dopamine, releasements to communicate via other chemicals that alternately will give both a range of fractal seconds of euphoric pleasure to him,
abruptly followed by intense fractal seconds of diabolical
extreme mental anguish!

Till, exhausted, catastrophic trauma tears him in two, and not being able to stand it any more, his brain implodes! And she queen of mystery, achieving successfully, her goal of insanity for him, making him go insane finally!

Sharkkadoom, smiles, she's the possessor of infinite brain re-programming skills sets, interfacing complex, alternate mind to mind, chronological equilibriums is just one of her evil specialities!

So, it is she begins her mind brain realities tapping into the dopamine system manipulations of her prisoner Captain Roy, and sets him up, using his brain, and tricking his mind, witnessing the participants in the game, to calmly disarm him later, and thus getting him ready for the shock of his life!

Whats coming is bad fo him!
Yes, future, the futures has time minds of its own at its home!
The future on her passage in minds times zones of fractal space, witness the sudden appearance, of weird Heibras, creatures of deep space, that are heard in background frequency waves warning like an omen, misfortunes are approaching, and is on the winds of fractal time, signaling to everybody beware!
Adding to the space frequency warnings bias, dark thunder sounds booms in the background, as. . .

Grateful are those who have companions to hold their hands together in this bad mind zone, to inspirer support and foster, wisdoms strength, to confront, in trying times of duress, and extreme stress in the face of coming sudden rising tides of doom!

If you are alive, acquainting yourself with the future is a must! She awaits all, you cannot be, eschewed the future is yet be unborn, yet set, not beholden to you true?
The fractal moments birth a new age, what you own however, is the now, conquer it or it will conquer you, and you become its slave!

Now, now lets look in on the game again shall we!

[ 2 ]

Look in on the game? Can you, can you really? Can you really know what this game is about? Can you? Honestly? Listen, again, we spoke to you before about this, remember : open your mind, open it, open and set your mind to be in thoughts free mode!
Wipe all thoughts from your head. all. Think only about what you are listening to, what we are saying! You are going, going inside with us!

No you can't stop reading now! Its too late!

Now!

Listen to the sounds of the voids of the Fractal minds!

Try it again, concentrate!

If you are alone, not, then kick out anybody else in the room, and be alone! If you can't. then make believe you are alone! You are alone, after all if you think about it, and be honest with yourself you don't like to be alone, but you are!

It must be quiet, except for the hum! You must clear your mind all all distractions, You are to be alone , and believe it, and that will suffice!

If, and this is a big if, If your will power is fractally powerful, you will come!

then. . .

Listen, listen hard, listen to the sound of space. .
Space is talking to you, its child.

Listen, listen, listen!

Listen to its frequency, that hum?

Hear that hum, hummmmmmmmmm?

Hear that hum, hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm? Its not just a hum, its a wave! A wave, coming into you and out of you constantly. It is one of constants of the universes!

As it was revealed to us in the beginning, , and we revealed it to you in the end, we told you before, its always there in the background! It rings, it sings, it tells when you are to go to sleep, who you are to dream about, where and when and in what time,
Its, constantly traveling, where you are not only not allowed in, but banned! But now your coming inside with us. . . .

Yes, here you are going to soon find yourself, in the Consun'glatoriaca-systematic realms of the MIND!

Look in on the game? sounds simple, . . . .

But, to do that we assume that you, if human, must have eyes and light, but to have light you must accept this ; you are already using and playing with time, indulging in past to futures time light time distancial fractacality light, what we mean is, in that, the light of your light, for instance, think an recall this :

the next time you watch a beautiful sunrise or sunset, that light actually occurred eight minutes earlier! It takes at least that long for the light origination from YOUR sun, to go across space to reach YOUR Earth, and for YOUR optical nerve in YOUR eyeball to translate that in YOUR brain for processing to be utilized inside what you think is YOUR idea of what you think YOUR reality is!

NOW,

Your brain produces many waves, the ones your sciences know about currently are : four types of brain waves: beta, alpha, theta and delta, conjugated entanglements, promote feelings of contemplation, confiscation manipulation of these hertz waves and the monitoring of Captain Roys, larger spectrum of brain activity by her Royal Highness

SharkkaDoom, which is her speciality!

So be prepared, as we follow her thinking constructs to understand her mind programing matrix, hyperbolically in her twisted mind time field zone of this mind to mind zone fractacality, where we are entering!

Artificial insemination of her ideas, ideas by the artificial intelligence psychopath Sharkkadoom, by her and she is an " it, " , are a fractal phenomena sub by-product of a self automatous self similar, self repairing globally mind construct, propelling her thoughts zooming through into his brain to control it and trying to interface his thought generations in mind time zones of fractal time in his head where she's got him trapped like dead rat hanging on a hook!

These Thoughts permeating space, permeates not just his head, but your head, which will be affecting you too so get ready!

Brainwaves are produced by many neurons firing at the same time; the frequency of that firing occurs determines the activity’s frequency or wavelength, which is measured in hertz, or cycles per second, and with her built in device, which is sort of like a electrocorticography she monitors Captain Roys, postsynaptic cortex potentials, using variants tools such as : psychoacoustics, deviant enforced usage of psychoanalysis techniques in unconscious psyhcocombobulational invasions, the interactions of which will be psychosis somatosensory, and he's in for big, super bad, surprise!

You see what happens as we look in on the game now is, Chrunchi, just got laid right, and falls asleep dreaming on top of Scankey breasts right, and SharkkaDoom looks on and decides she wants to exercises her Anti Time Communications Abilities, she can do this, because she downloaded it so she can slip into The [ Atatipochibendada-dor a Dream Invader ] ] Mode! What we mean is this, as written in ancient scripts : [ Atatipochibendada ] means

[ Atatipochibendada ] Regard'eth ye this :
Atatipochibendada is an ability of a dreamer, identified as [ Atatipochibendada-dor a Dream Invader ]To see inside a dream. To personally wonder around invisibly within a dream, impossible to know they were there, and to, lacking the ability to alter events in side of the dream, but in the case of her Royal Highness SharkkaDoom, she is able to alter events because of special fractal mind powers, an just [ to enter into the energy source ] that makeup a dream other than his own, using the locational abilities of [ Anti time communications ] to travel outside of times eternity in a state, breaking free of the matter it self, by using and tuning into precise frequencies of brain activity, fueling the power of minds emissions frequency atonalities, to attain escapetime velocities into the subconscious, where timelesseness is, thus anti time travel , to reach the breach states of minds, whether that mental state be his own her own or others in parallel worlds or not.

Now, she, the evil one SharkkaDoom, She got all this in," The Fractal Secrets Arts of Dark Forces," manuals! So she initiates her self into sleep dream mode frequency channel too, now she does this cognizant of Its ancient mind fractal thinking constructs which are written parables from the beginning of time, that go some thing like this :

The theory of "Anti time communications," as revealed to us in dreams and through trance like cognitive disclosures by Superconscious Telepathy, gleaning mentally incoming patterns of thought verbiage, laden with knowledge we deem a spectrum of all encompassing collective wisdom!

So now, so now the action begins, let the game begin in earnest. . . . We look on the game! Sharkkadoom is Ready!

[ 3 ]

Yes, but, remember, remember. . . . here you are going to soon find yourself, in the Consun'glatoriaca-systematic realms of the MIND! A mind zone no one of your kind talks, dares talks about, you are not allowed to know about. Come! Adventurous one, come! Commmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! E do hear the long,"e " frequency? Come!

Sharkkadoom is ready already. She's hidden in his brain! Harbinger of that which we fear, she sustains! Here, she's dwells inside the darkness here! She's comfortably situated in a corner of his cerebral hemispheres, controlling the complex neural network, that for fun she pulls on and jerks, that part of his brain networks, that part, that soon she'll make insane. He can't complain nor he move trapped in an atom time grove!

Do you, do you want to see her? You've been guessing how she looks using your imagination up until now?

Now we ask you do you want to see her?

Really?

See her you wish to?

ARE YOU SURE?

Very well. . .

Then, as we stated before, " Math is the Universes language, true, but real Magic Powers lies in its other Universal languages too! Poetry is The Fractal Dark Arts Powers of the mooned Minds, reflecting not light from the suns, but its spirits in kind guns, you see, welcome to it be : Come now, come now! We'd, we da, we da, we da, weewoodaaa wonnnnda " Verwooonnda," wonder with us!

We will now talk now in the language of " Verwooonnda," the Universes Magical Fractal Poetry be, to thee! So be square or beware! You have a decision to make, stop, run, hide, or continue with us inside!

We'll we go inside of Captain Roys brain and see Sharkkadoom, meet her! How? Easy, we are instantaneously doing this because we tell our selves to be freed of our bodies matter, shattering it and thus free we become whats known, as whats some of you know and call as spirits, you heard of this? Well, spirits are we now, and as such pass through anything we so do we do. Thats what spirits do!

You and us, our spirits fuss, become as one we must, thus using the minds Fractolic will powers, sure here and there you learned about us, some people are said to have spirits is it not true? Oh so and so he's, or she's a good spirit. You heard of this yes? Perhaps tossed it aside as pure jest, but spirits exists.

He is a good spirited fellow very mellow, big belly shakes like jello?!

Well, you might of heard that terminology! Well, us trust spirits exists in you, and once you that accept and through your Fractolic will power do. . . . reality it will be!

Now forget about all the things you learned in your world, and only listen and concentrate about these words in this world, think hard concentrate and believe and you will conceive the new and be one of us too!

Then repeat magic words do. . . . of power after five times into your mind supernatural being thee be in kind!

Breathe out and relax. Relax! Theres no rush! Listen theres is no rush inhere!

We're not in your world anymore!

We don't rush inside here! Relax take a deep breathe and slow down and relax. . . . now. . Repeat very slowly and [ concentrate slowly ] say it S L O W L Y. . . . breathe between each pause. Between each one! Between each of the Magic Potions words! Say it Slow!

Know ye that these words existed before your race!

Repeat slowly!

Let it be honestly to be, to be see free your inner spirit thee, then it is so to be in me!
Let it be honestly to be, to be see free your inner spirit thee, then it is so to be in me!
Let it be honestly to be, to be see free your inner spirit thee, then it is so to be in me!
Let it be honestly to be, to be see free your inner spirit thee, then it is so to be in me!
Let it be honestly to be, to be see free your inner spirit thee, then it is so to be in me!

SPIRITS. . . . . welcome!

It is that which you become now. . . . its in the dark a spark barks. It's the new you, who it bends up out of you, and to your mind will owe all of its kind, and to leave your originals bodies matter behind, to shrink down in kind from big to small! So can do these things your will power wants to, thus we shrink down so we can fit like the spirit of SharkkaDoom does and do too.

We zoom down into Captains Roys head, as we zoom down, the air is heavy like lead, and feels hot like fire burning us, then we're in, bypassing through one of the pores of his skin, we feel less hotness, cooler, but still warm, like passing through a hot storm, and we hear water boiling in a pot and a weird smells of over riped tomatoes like a strange smelling soup smells,

We traverse through his skulls walls, and we hear something like nails scratching on a blackboard!

A loud cuttingly horribly irritating scratching sound
and smells of a strong scent of vinegar, then

into his brain and straight down into his cerebral cortex, and instantly we ear sounds like someone is flushing toilets again and again sometimes in slow motion. . . it's an odd, an odd sounding sound and place, but its cooler in here, feels nice, it's a chilly feeling like as if the window is open?

And its dark and scary, and there before us we witness an unparalleled experience, whats for others is impossible to see, but with the power of Fractal Vision we have, we see blackness with cracks of white flashing sparks firing climbing fibers, spitting out electrical chargers, in the forms of what looks like, tiny vibrating lines of lightening, twisting this way and that snap crackle and crack! And to you at first in here is black, don't fear, don't die of a heart attack, there that tiny dot she is, to see her, you got to be looking with your eyes wide, wide and looking hard to spot her, and to see her, small she be, but don't think that is her size normally, she can be any size she wants she can be tall as building, tiny as an atom!

Yes, beyond your brains ability to fathom!

Big, she if thats what she wanted to be, but for now chose she to be the tiniest size corporality. . . Tiny microscopically, so she shrunk down you see, smaller than small all the way down until she fit she inside, inside a molecule, a billion times smaller than a follicle she mystery be, alternate world in exist she dangerously!

Inside his brain is working hard sending electrical frequency signals all over place, up and down and arounds and around the folded accordion shaped layers of tissues that make up the core of the cerebellum of the brain. Down, down, we penetrate deeper, falling down a drain deeper deep into fissures of darkness, we go!
Hooo ho DARK DARKKKKKK it be!

Look, look carefully, don't think that when you see her, because she looks small that her power is too? No! Power and size have nothing to do nothing to do, with anything inside here my dear fear her you do you should! Run if you see her, if you could! See that that thing, that tiny thing? It's a cell. She's inside! More dangerous then cyanide inside and only an atom wide, but oooo, but ooooooooooooo how powerful and evil is she insideeeeee, Her fractal Dark Arts Power of Will, protruding harmfully into his destiny, like a foul tasting cup of rotten swill! BEWARE!

No! Nooo! You don't want to fool around when she in town, you want to be as far way as possible, when she's around, but check her out, know what she's about! Look at her good! You're going to want to be able to recognize her highness Sharkkadoom! So if in a dream you see, if in your dreams you see her, you'll know her! And then, and then you better run hard until your two legs bend, and faster than that to save your life friend!

WATCH out CAREFULLY! SHE IS COMING! SHE IS COMING!

[ 4 ]

Far off sounds are heard like something dead! !
Ooooooooooooooo. . .
Oooooooooooooooooooooooo . . .sounds. . .

What's it?

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. . .
What is it with you?
Your life is like a movie too!

Movies like you, you do?
In your short clip, you are the star?
Like movies you do?
Then movie it be!
Watch thee!
SHE IS COMING! SHE IS COMING!
Watch do? So be it cadet, imagine then seeing this movie, but first know ye this time zone fact!
A long ago in your world, in ancient times, gone, that they had temporary era where they created digital devices called tablets,
that was before they invented brain implants, but, that era is or-gi- gagigahz gone, but you are still in that time zone, aren't you cadet?
Do not deny it!
You know it well, It had screens that rang your bell ! it excited you! Movie screens! Imagined this, a preview screen in the movie! Imagine looking at a frame of a movie?
We see a still ! A still frame of the movie! In it, in the center of the picture, there is a head, a head belonging to him, Captain to be doom boy, Roy himself, who was shot with a beam from outer space by an alien programer force:
The bitch lady, Sharkkadoom herself, is in control and on a roll :

She put him in a minds zone as she saw fit, and she herself created it, she invaded it, its a subconscious dream state interactive bubble in the Consun'glatoriaca-bottom rungs of the zones of his deeper single monads behinds, shell shock psychic MIND.

Spheres, there here he human be, the doom one be, Roys brain seeds reaps her wrath, we open in darkness this movies craft!

Him we'd do see, but we zoom," The Eternal Eye, of the Fractal Vision Camera," closer to his silly looking, worried face in the light coming from above his head!

We see his face, and behind him, all is a black background, it's all dark, who knew? Yes, we see the interior of the inside of his brain cell! Inside a brain cell! Where he is trapped ! He is in there, place there by her power, and now look, look at the his top of his head!

Look at it!

Something is coming out the top of it, thats dead!

His eyes look upward, as something is popping through the top of his head, breaking through the top of his skull!

CREACKKK! Om bomrrrrrrrrr! We hear unusual sounds accompanying this madness, that rock the mind walls of sinister sin winds in time zones that are uncharted!
We hear it loud!
CREACKKKOmmmmmmm bomrrrrrrrrr! Noooo bormmmmm CREACKKKOmmmmmmm bomrrrrrrrrr!

Slowly on his face, his skin changes colors and bubbles and shakes! His skin pores are in the process of enlarging, like holes in his face! Enlarged, as disgusting yellow pus starts to ooze out! We perceive slices in his head! Lines in his forehead begin opening, then blood pops out, his hair gets pushed out, falls out! He's suddenly balled! We smell him! In the air! Something foul! We see out of his skins pores, balls of sweat that turns into blood red drops that race around in concentric circles, making sounds : sheeeeeeeeewhossssseeeeeeeeeeeee, '

Then, as we see his balled skull, just as a small chunk of his skull pops up, swinging like on a well greased hinge, downward and upward hopping mad, to the left, with a loud cracking sound! CREACKKK! Bursting up we see it! Its a hand! It's a robot hand, with long out stretched fingers!

Suddenly a hand, a silver colored mechanical arm burst through his skull,
then,
another piece of the top of his head pops open as another arm, bangs it open, pushing it up, up and to the right side of head, as something is rising up out of his head!
Then, we see something black, like a shadow with ugly eyes, wiggles through his brains pushing up, breaking through his skull and out into the light!

[ 5 ]

What ever it is. . . . It's is struggling to come out! It's got a mouth!
Swelling of the mouth signals the presence of excess boiling metal fluid, that is boiling in the connective metal tissues around its black, silver colored ugly head. A swollen mouth! It's so horrible looking! The sight of it alone, causes trauma, mind time blind infections, laser guided, that can kill the mind of any naive innocent!

It pushes up and flies out! It's her! She looks like she's dressed in a floor length royal gown of a princess of Fractal death!

It's her!

It's her!

Her Royal Highness

SharkkaDoommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

The brain wasting powers she has, can drive anyone mad!
This, is only the beginning, only the beginning!
Suddenly we see her, as she flies into the darkness, and goes right back into his head, back the way it looked before she came out of it in past time, it looks normal again!

Once inside, we see that she is hooking up his brain with a brain to brain time passaged bridge network, influxing its brains stem nervous system channels, overloading them, with psychoacoustics, audio insights waves, and embedded horrible visions in fracto color, using her manipulations of frequencies, to spark and trigger, altered minds states dreams, that currently Chrunchi, in his head is having, and is experiencing in conjugated time entanglements, within complex trilogies landscape mental environments, that as said before she planned to alternately give to his brain, in big doses, both in a wide range of fractal seconds of euphoric pleasure to him, abruptly followed by wildly intense fractal seconds of diabolical
extreme mental anguish, all within past and present and future, mind time zones particulets, in real, real life, un-timed, fractal dream components in any time!

She happily, connects them, in fractal high definition vision, those evil surreal dreams visions, she is getting, as a Atatipochibendada-dor dream invader, so Captain Roy, he can emotionally feel them, and she beams them into the brain of Captain Roy, so the electrical experiences in that real time, whether, past, future or present, time, do migrate into the current status of his brains time, in a different time zone, enabling him, so he can hear and see at a distance whats happening in real time in Chrunchi head!

So, this way, he can feel them!

So he can see them!

Get emotional about them!

All calculated to foster instantly jealousy in his heart as he sees Chrunchi, with Chocolate, alias Captain Scankey, his girl friend, in a younger time zone!
All to vex him, to dazed him, in myriads of watts of ways, with no brakes!

Well, now, we check out whats Sharkkadooms, is doing outside of chronological time!
And what we see, is that she is capable of doing many things at the same time! She initiating a brain connection path cross sectioning of a mind to mind, bridge, so that we can see dreams between Chrunchi brain, and Captain Roys, and flawlessly inculcating, these visions time ports, variations that are coming out of the memory of the surreal nightmare dreams belonging to Chrunchi in the dark, anti time, crazily altered evil states of his minds dream memory banks, that, once seen, in the mind of Captain Roy, will blow Captain Roys mind, and catapult his brain structure, into a untangleble freakish time zone, and thus, confuse him helplessly, blindly, reducing his brain into puddle of butter and mush, into a mind box of insanity, with no exit ever!

We watch now, intently. . . . as she agily slips into
The Atatipochibendada-dor - Dream Invader?

But, but before Sharkkadoom, can do all this, and be able to go into The Atatipochibendada-dor - Dream Invader Mode, so she can see into Chrunchi dreams, to transmit them back into Captain Roys brain!

She got to travel, traversing times vibrational frequency corridors envelopes known as, " Bofmadizo's," and sophisticatedly take a chance, slip in and out of her current prisoner, Captains Roys brain, so she make the necessary, adjustments to her electrical energy spectrums internal external matrix. She can only accomplish this, this by dis-engaging from the frequencies controlling the brain of Captain Roy momentarily, so she has to reset her mechanical proxy brain time over-lapment techno systems commands matrix internal frequencies, that she uses to control time travel,

and once that reset is done, she can re-enter Captain Roy brain and proceed sharing dream contents interactively in The Atatipochibendada-dor - Dream Invader Mode!
All she needs is mere seconds, thirty-seconds to be exact!
But can she leave Captain Roys brain alone!
To do that she's got to switch off his brains implant, so he will be unable to know she's gone.

She has to do this brain controlling releasements of his faculties, get out of him, secretly, without telling him nothing, turn over his brain back to him, along with control of his body to him, assuming it would happen so fast and he'd be so confused he couldn't tell!

She's thinking it will happen so fast, he won't notice he is back in control! Its tricky tasty task to do, and dangerous too! She's absolutely atrociously adept, at doing dangerous exploits!

Why does she do it? She is obsessed in doing all of this, whY? Because it is to get her revenge, her revenge on Captain Roy, because it was he who called," The Zozo Zotocon, Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg himself," on her beloved son Captain Balls, thats why!

Her plan is drive Captain Roy, nuts by making his brain go traveling back in fractal time, back and forth, in Scankey's life, time lines of existence when she young, old, and in-between on her scene, and SharkkaDooms intentionally, entering dream mode and taking Power over Chrunchi brain, to do diabolical fractacolic acts so shocking on Scankey, which when Captain Roys see this, will cause Captain Roys emotional brain center to fill up with distress chemicals, forcing it reproduction to reach levels of catastrophic destabilization mind to mind brain voltaic thresholds, making him freak out and go insane and his brain to explode in a thousand pieces to her delight! She can't wait!! She's, so anxious to see it happen! So far things are going perfectly, well for her, just as she wants!

Now, what happens now, time is still standing still with Chrunchi, who still is sleeping on top, of Scankey who is also sleeping!

Sharkkadoom, slips out of Captain Roys Brain, into Chrunchi's, and, lo and behold!

Contrary to what Sharkkadoom thought, contrary to her calculations, luckily for him, things go a rye! An anomaly, a miscalculation pops up in her plan! As she leaves Captain Roys body, his sense of smell returns, and although his brain just started functioning again on its own, he does realize she's gone, but he to himself thinks : she's seems to be gone but maybe. . . . she's not really gone! Maybe, She's close by, or is coming back soon, somehow, some way and soon!
He's confused about this, and is cautious! Why? The scent, her scent!

He knows this, because his nose is working again, and he can still smell her body Odor , letting him know she's still round! She smells like clorox thats why. . . it's a strong scent, so he can smell it, so he knows she probably near by watching him! So, check this out, heres where it gets interesting!

Even though, Captain Roy, is human, humans can show bravery, and are very enterprising, and surprisingly astute!
Now, Captain Roy, his brain compared to her highness SharkkaDooms, might be only, a low down human brain, but its by no means totally useless, as her highness SharkkaDoom, will eventually find out! And besides that,

Something else messed up her plan, that not even he or she is aware of!

A bug, in the code, of Captain Roys, implant did not shut it down completely, and thats the real reason, he so quickly got wind of the fact she had left him and let him have his brain back with all his senses in tact, and he immediately notices he can think for himself, and he can blink his own two eyeballs alone without SharkkaDoom controlling them, and move his hands too!

This is great news!

So, like true space cadet, he acts bravely and quickly, he's still sitting inside the small all terrain flying transporter vehicle, called Mother! He intuitively looks up in the monitors emergency panel, of the mother, he was driving, and not to let her find out what he is about to do,

He does not know if, and where she is, but he can smell her here so she is close! He needs to get help! He doesn't know when she'll be back!
He wants to call for help, to the only thing in the universe, he thinks that can beat her! The mind skipper, time breaker infiltrator, corporate defender, The Zozo Zotocon, Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg himself . . . . . ,
And. . . .
normally when he wants to do that, you go and press the ships emergency SOS button, by physically doing so with his finger, or by speaking to the computer to do it, in other words, he can speak to the computer and tell it to bring up the SOS panel and send out and SOS to jack, but he cleverly realizes, that if she is around spying on him, and listening, he does not want her to see or hear him speaking to his machine, and catch on that he trying to get help, so, he plays it slick, and wants to keep it from her!

So, he keeps his cool, does not move. He tries not to draw attention to himself, and the fact that he knows he's got use of his senses back, he want her to keep thinking he's dumb ass!

So how he's gone do this? Well he gave it a some quick thought, and guess what? Captain Roy, he remembered way back in school, his schooling! They taught him, on how to use the brain to control digitally items on the computer screen, by concentrating hard and using his brain to generate brain powered signal commands, so, by not touching the computer or speaking to it,
using his brain to control it alone, by scrolling down the computer screen to the emergency coordinates options panels, and access it, so she wont know a single thing about it!

He does not use gesture recognition, instead he uses his brain signals only, without his hands or speech! Captain Roy, he mesmerizingly does it this way controlling the software interfaces -to press the, SOS emergency help button, enters his ID, code location, calling for help fast, to the federation to send him, " Jack Saw-off, the Zotocon D, N Festator," to come rescue him again!

The lucky timing, on this turns out to be a perfect calculation on Captain Roys, part, because thirty-seconds later, Her royal Highness SharkkaDoom, she mentally zooms back using speeds in the Zubbasitiprotor range! And SharkkaDoom takes him over again, after addressing calculations, rupturing non chronological time, that she wants to demonstrate to torture Captain Roys mind, to make him go crazy, she invaded Chrunchi brain systems, schematic frailties embedding some of her evil routines dreams modes in Chrunchi thought processes, as it pertains to anti times, generator of fundamental dimensions of the math visuals, setting up actual actions into the futures in fractal time, evilities deed wise, that she wishes to be carried out, on these organic species, in order to establish a dream picture using Chrunchi, psychic fundamental orientation, as a villain in her dream controlling plans!

She executes ways and means, adjustments to his brain, bending it to be frequency wave, iterative compliant, to what she wants it be, in its future, past, structurality times time entanglements, fractally, into her evil thinking reconfigurations embedding them into him, in fractal time mind zones, according to her pre meditated calculations that she's inputting to be injected !

She's straightforwardly downloading evil complex behavior assets data programs, thats gone be really messing him and Scankey around and drugged them up bad, as we will soon see, that done, she, returns into his brain, and retakes over Captains Roys body! Captain Roy,finds himself he is helpless again, but it's Ok, now! The SOS has been sent.

All he's got to do is hang inthere, try not to pay any attention to the things she is going to force him to see, and not give into his animal brain emotions! Can he? Can he stay sane? Only time will tell?

Now, that SharkkaDoom has rebooted, the doors of time swing open and she is finally really ready! She licks her big ugly mouth, anticipating with delight whats about to happen! She enters into the dreams of Chrunchi's brain, which she now controls insane, in
The Atatipochibendada-dor - Dream Invader Mode!

Dare you follow her? . . . . dare you? Dare we. . .

Shall we?

[ We find our selves dealing with matters of Artificial intelligence mentality. Matters concerning the dark areas of the mind of human kind, traversing mind-fields resonance feed- back loops, states of mind! In particular, the
Brain circuitry frequency palpitations, circumnavigation's of the dreaming mind of one man named Chrunchi, into Captain Roys Brain!

And mentally we proceed to penetrate interactively, the different conscious states like the formidable awake states, dream states, sleep states and, by accident or design tumble into the nuero philosophical quantum self state!
The states that regulates, the dream states, and Sharkkadoom confiscated it, and turns his dreaming into fractal surreal nightmares!

A kind of fractal space time entanglement nightmare, where we can drop in on any part of Scankeys life, from babyhood to adulthood! Where Murder , the love of its depraved psychological profile, so far as changing Scankey and killing her in life is concerned, is Chrunchi's main obsessions fractal predilection, a program chosen for him by Sharkkadoom!

Our destination, 25 Diabolical Wormhole fractal seconds, inside Chrunchi's nightmares is where we are going!
The first wormhole fractal second happens when she is seven years old! In Wormhole : Fractal : date = W.F.D. = time a.m. = 07:20:0188326 In the morning : ]

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Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me a break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.17.3

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

[ CHRUNCHI ]

ACTON EXT. PARK WALKWAY LEADING TO SCHOOL - DAY

[ CHRUNCHI. We see him, he's after her, now, when she is only seven years old. Her mother warned her not to talk to strangers, and the little SCANKEY is on her way to school.
She's walking alone with a bunch of other children to school, when CHRUNCHI spots her, drives up in his zippy sky vehicle along side her, and begins singing fractal hypnotizing mind chants to them and her, he engages her in a comic conversation too, all in order to trick her so he can kidnap her and abuse her! ]

[ CHRUNCHI ]

[ ACTON EXT. PARK WALKWAY LEADING TO SCHOOL - DAY - pov [ CHRUNCHI ] with clown makeup on and green wig, hops out goes on foot, tip toes into a crowd of school kids playing and talking walking to school and he starts to scratch him self all over like he is itching, and he dances and sings, ]

Look little kids, hy ya!
Look what I can do,

Itchy itchy itchy poooooooooooooo! Oh ha, ha, ha, look at all the wonderful children going to school ha, ha, ha!
Hey kids sing along with me and I 'll give you some candy! Ha, ha, ha!

Itchy pooo, Itchy poooo!
Who are we?
We who we whoooooooo.
We who we whoooooooo, do del do duooooo!

We are candy lovers!

We are candy lovers!

Candy wan-dy bandy man-day wan-dy candy lovers ha, ha, ha! Come on kids sing along!

Itch itchy poo!
Itchy poooooo look what I can do,
Itch itchy pooooo!
Itch itchy pooooo!
Itchy pooooooooo! look what I can do,

Look kids, what I can do! Tra la la laaaaaaa ha, ha, ha,

Candy, yellow and red and blue candies that I love! Do you love them too, I'll five it jive skip breakfast and dinner too, too toooooooooo, just so I eat candies, just so I eat candies, just so I eat candiesssssss oh ha,ha, ha,
Now do who do lulu coo coo itchy poooooo do do dooooooooooooooo
Oh I come from heaven where we eat candy not one at a time but seven,
theres candy replicators every place and thats oh so fine with me. tra la la terry jerri deeeeeee, jerri deeeeeee,
We cannot keep it a secret!
Do do we, all like candies?
Do we,
Do we, Do weeeeeee, ha, ha, ha
Do do we, all like candies?

The smiling dancing man laughed merrily, asking the children, and the children wide eyed in amazement circled around him smiling at the stranger!

He sang, pulling out bright delicious fractal looking candies from each of his pockets on his funny looking red jacket!

He screamed and sang out real loud

Do do we, all like candies?
Do we,
Do we, Do weeeeeee,
Do do we, all like candiesssssssssss ha, ha, ha ?

and he was raising and waving up his hands in the air to excite higher the enthusiasm of the crowd of children and like magic they followed him!
All except one girl , one little girl named Scankey, whose mother had taught her not to talk with strangers, but while he did take away the other kids on a trip over a near by mountain, she like a good little girl, kept walking to school alone, and just as she reaching the schools park grounds, he suddenly came back, smiling and said softly

[ CHRUNCHI ]

[ He laughed and said with a big broad happy looking smile on his face, that made him seem so adorable. .]

Hey look little girlie, do I have a nice surprise for you look, Hello little girlie,
let me introduce my self. . . . Me!
I am Chrunchi!
I am a new teacher at the school!
I am going to start working today in the music and singing classes!

May I ask you whats your name?

He said in beautiful sounding baritone voice, which when he spoke sounded like deep drums vibrating ringing in your ears!
.

[ SCANKEY]

Olivia,

[ she said hesitantly but with a cautious smile on her face!]

[ CHRUNCHI ]

My, child, what pretty name you got, I like it a lot!
Whats your last name?

[ SCANKEY ]

Scankey,

[ CHRUNCHI ]

Hy Scankey I am Chrunchi, I hope we become good friends! Here take a smell of this candy! Hmmmmm, it smells so good don't you think? Take a whiff!

And I quick as wink, before she could think, waved the secretly drugged laced candy up to her little nose and it smelled good she breathe it in deeply, it smell so good her eyes lit up and as I threw her a kiss, but it was a drug, and suddenly everything went black, in an instant, just like that! Her eyes closed, and the world suddenly she did miss, she started to collapse but I grabbed her caught her in my big two arms, and took her, ran back to my zippy sky vehicle, I opened up the door and threw her inside I closed the door and flew away with my childbride high in the sky!

[ authors reader insight self explanatory notification called [ specie procreative compulsion ] will be cut from script ]

[ specie procreative compulsion ]

[ Almost all species have one thing in common, they share biological aggressiveness when they compete for a mate in the mating seasons courtship rivalries arenas! Men animals are biologically more aggressive when they compete for a female, true! And this is because perpetuation of the human race is the primordial primate mandate congruent to being the strongest, in its evolution self sustain-ablilty matrix,
gearing its bias toward males dominance, and to effectuate sexual magnetism in males, female gneiss, genes evolved allowing that some female body types constructs, generate favorable sexual body attributes attractions, possession of which, making them more alluring, and attracting males like magnets, or bees to honey, more than others and this results, in alerting attention getting mental process-ies, in the case of certain individuals of the opposite sex, they become driven into impulsive obsessionizing over the procurement of a mate of the opposite sex, and manifest so totally the mind brain context. . . .
reasoning, or lack of which, to the point of being crazy about a person, or infatuated, in other words so madly in love and involve mentally with a person, that both the direct aggression behaviors, and indirect aggression behaviors overwhelm normal specie behavior appropriate comportment modules, readily triggering obtuse frequencies fractalmind gradientry intermediary semitones volumes in the central nervous systems in this amplitude modulation case, brain emitter dominant model frequencies, affecting the genes mind action-al mandate, to coordinate involuntarily to spur electrical frequencies compelling the individual to make overt dynamic aggressor-ial sexual conquests!

And, in some cases, at any cost, logically or illogically, where and however, even in dream states inside individualized fractal times entanglement, traversing not only different times but the participants ages too! Someone from your future can visit you in a dream!

As is being clearly revelatory in this dream.

Where the future is cause and affect for events taking place in the present, an example of which is about to occur as a male subconscious rival for the affection of the female Scankey is coming as an incoming phenomenon from the future, entering the dream competing for the love of Scankey despite, and regardless of the age differentials of the youthful childlike personage being Scankey, her self! The genes are supreme, and do not lie, nor does what the eye sees, on spaces high seas frequencies, as communions revelations about famous men taking child brides, to us throughout man kinds histories do illustrate so well, from gods to hell. ]

[ SCANKEY ]

[ The adult SCANKEY reaches out to Roy : Crying out to her lover, who she knows is listening, watching in the pitch blackness of time! Her voice sounds, like a slow motion emotional cry that sounds low and sexy, that cuts in to his heart asking why! Soliciting out to Roy asking him why, and not to let her suffer, and come stop her suffering now ]

[ Oh Royyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! Royyyyyyyyyyyyoooooooooooooooo! I need you baby! Its me your Chocolate calling you honey! I miss you! Come do it to me baby! Think baby, think baby! I know, I know, I know you, you can, you can hear me, baby! You can hear me! Pop me baby! Pop me! You know how! Roy come, come save me baby! Get me out of here, Roy! Do it ! Can you can hear, can you hear me, hear meeeeeeeeeeeee! I am hurtin, crying, dying, don't let me die! Roy, I am hurting, dropping tears, baby! Come save me, baby! You got tooooooooooo Help me baby! Help me Roy!
Don't leave me here, here to die, you you you got to to

I can't be trippin like this! I can't! Come, come, comeeeeeeee, come get me, get me out of here Roy!

Baby when you see me in here, check it out, clap! No one is clapping! I want you to to to to hit him, coming ? Are you?
Help me helppppppppppppppppppppppppppp, meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Royyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyoooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Then in the background controlling everything, unseen by us Sharkkadoom initiates her powers of fluid time fracto Siutubguhunkaruts, special zone time frame modulating in divisorial split seconds, backward and time fluidflowards, and suddenly where there was before total blackness, came a blinding white light that blinds the world as we hear a potent loud boom and a

FLASH

Our Diabolical Wormhole fractal second now, happens when she is 24 years old, when she first met Chrunchi and is sleeping with him, But he overhears her talking in her dreams : In Wormhole : Fractal : date = W.F.D. = time a.m. = 04:20:0188326 In the morning :

ACTION - INT. BEDROOM BACK AT CLUB -NIGHT

[ SCANKEY ]

[ SCANKEY : Talking in her sleep ]

Pop me baby! Pop me! You know how! Pop me baby! Pop me! Come, come, comeeeeeeee, come get

[ CHRUNCHI ]

[ CHRUNCHI : Over Hears SCANKEY talking in her dreams to a her future lover in another time zone yet to happen, this man who is unknown to CHRUNCHI, and CHRUNCHI, can't fathom it and loses it and goes bunkers, CHRUNCHI, he gets loco, insanely mad, madly jealous, and wants to kill her! CHRUNCHI reacts by being outraged to the point of wanting to kill her viciously, no questions asked, and violently attacks, beating, kicking, and dragging her, the scene takes place back in the same bed they were in at his club, the diszards still in the bed around her, she, wakes screaming confused, frightened screaming historically, as understandably she's in shock, as everything seems to get worse and more rabidly, Corvorconian, as he shouts ]

[ BLEEP ] you got some f***ing nerve,

[He angrily says to her, his voice red hot filled with upended devilish emotion, as he instantly flips over in the bed where he and she was sleeping, and jumps on top her stomach, The big heavy man, holds her down with his left hand grabbing and holding her neck down in to the bed, while with his right hand he raises it up in the air, and hauls off hitting her in the head, and quickly slaps her in the face, backwards and forwards several times in her face ,]

POW, slap, pow slap pow , powww Bitch, bitch, some F***Ing nerve…

[ SCANKEY ]

[ gags, as she wakes suddenly to find, this old brute of a man on top of her choking her, she doesn't know what to think and her face reflects her confusion, as his two big hands clenching her throat hard, her eyes darts around trying to access the situation which is dire, not being able to comprehend, a situation that was incomprehensible, she emotionally screams out desperately as he bounces on her choking her, shaking her neck like a rag doll! ]

STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP! Stop it stoooooooooooooooooooooooopp stop some body help!
ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa help stooooooo stop

[ CHRUNCHI ]

[ looks down into her eyes, which are wide looking up into his, cluelessly as he says ]

Now limp ass, full of trash! I trusted your ass, but I heard ya! You were talking in your sleep! But, I heard ya, shit, shit bitch, shit bitch, shit bitch, you calling out to somebody? You, dam sure , ain't calling me, so now . . . Come, come . . . Baby!
I'll fix your ass! You, you ain't gone call nobody! If I can't have you? Ain't no mother [ BLEEPER ] gone have you!

He said as he ravaged beating her, POW, slap, pow slap pow then [ CHRUNCHI ] grabbed the girls head in his two hands, in his two hands , like it wasn't her head at all! And he pulled on it! He pulled it with all his might, her neck stretched like glue, stretch-out out her neck, emotions ensued, she screamed a blood curling deafening scream,

[ SCANKEY ]

Ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaeaeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaiiiiiiiiiii owwwooooooooo Yyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaeaeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaiiiiiiiiiii . . .

[ Fractal Time was now, bad was the cow, as he jerkrd at her head again and again! Things were getting Corvorconian !
The huge man, he was trying to take her head off! He smiled a evil smile and nodding his head up and down, said to her, in a really deep gravely voice, so scary it could rip the skin off your nose! ]

[ CHRUNCHI ]

Come!

He said, in a tone of voice that was dead, the look on his face again changed red, now he was evil looking, the shadows on his face was that of a madman, the look of something decayed, depraved, it wasn't him . . .but if it wasn't him, then who. . . . that raved pulling her head with his two hands, pulling her head, pulling her head, he on her, was doing it, forcefully pulling on her head, as if he was trying to pull it out! He pulled Scankey, out of the bed and was dragging her to the floor, then out a door, and he pulled down more, down the stairs, down into his dungeon on to its cold filthy floor, it was a basement in hell! A basement in hell with a strange smell, polluted unhealthily Oder, then we hear the ringing sound of ancient church bell! Bonggggggggggdom, bongdoom, bongggggggggggggg!
Things for scankey going good? No, not at all, not at all, were not going well!

[ CHRUNCHI ]

Sometimes a quick death is good?

The man asked, looking not at her as he stood over her, but looking up into the darkness, as if he was asking something we could not see! Something we could not see? But, aside from Scankey crying on the floor he was alone right?

He was alone except for her, then he slowly, slowly turned his gaze back down looking into to Scankey's, laying on the floor, and in a low voice, a low voice, mocking laughing at her, he said!

No such luck for you baby, ha, ha, ha! Oh ha, ha ha, ha, ha, ha ha, heh ha!! Ogi ogi dooo ha, ha, not for youuuuuuuu A ha, ha, ha ha, ha!

[ 2 ]

Authors hypothesis, entitled, [ Its possible? ] will be cut from the script ]

[ Its possible? ]

[ Even one of conservative bent, would acknowledge this situation sent, the presets of its environs, that slip into the into, of the unknown, and see with your own two eyes as real shone, was destined to some place bad be, some very sad place, someplace you would not like to be! Yes, true, someplace mad! Of course, the reason, the core reason, Sharkkadoom she'll make you sad!

They say she's an artificial intelligence, but is intelligence artificial? And if so, defined by whom? Can they, the fabricator of Artificial Intelligence, give all his brains and intelligence, all his knowledge to his Artificial Intelligence creation, he fabricated, and it is like his thing, belonging to him, but can something he makes be better than him, be more intelligent, can be better than something made through organic evolution, create something better through mechanical technological evolution, without a heart without a mind, or without a soul in kind, be better than that its biological ancestor? Without a human heart! Its broken?

but,

but at the same token,
is, is it not some where written, by those with stars wisdom, this Wisdomtry!
Truth is, . . . . . a clock that does not, not work and is broken, is right once a day?
Just as a clock, that does not work, that is broke, full of smoke, without moving its two hands, is right once a day! So too, something dead, legacy said, speaks like you, lies like you, is you once a day today?
Watch out what you say, watch out for what you wish for ]

Suddenly we a hear the pure roar of thunder and a boom and see a

FLASH

Our Diabolical Wormhole fractal second now, happens when she is 25 years old, when she first has symptoms of insomnia and goes to the Doctor : In Wormhole : Fractal : date = W.F.D. = time a.m. = 10:40:0188326 In the morning :

ACTION - INT. DOCTORS OFFICE-DAY

[ SCANKEY ]

[ Scankey, appears alright, nothing seems wrong with her, as she casually goes to see the Doctor over a minor problem. ]

[CHRUNCHI ]

[CHRUNCHI, in this scene is seen not at first, but his deep baritone voice is heard in the background The scene takes place in a Doctors waiting room. In the waiting room there's a young beautiful woman, its Scankey! She looks gorgeous, as she walks into the waiting room and takes a seat ]

[CHRUNCHI ]

Next,
he says as he sits back in the doctors chair, watching the new patient on the monitor in his glasses, as she enters his office !

Good morning!

says the Doctor, to the young lady, whom he does not know apparently, and Scankey, casually walks in and smiles and says hello to him! She does not know him either in this Fractal time zone slot! Its a normal Doctor patient relationship, She upon seeing him wave his hand, gesturing for her to have a chair so she can sit, she goes and sits down and he asks

Whats your name?

[SCANKEY ]

Olivia, Star, Olivia Scankey,

[ CHRUNCHI ]

GOOD DAY, Star Olivia. I am Doctor Chrunchi, and how are you feeling today, I hope alright, and how can I help you?
asked the Doctor politely?

[ SCANKEY ]

[ SCANKEY, smiles, sits back and removes her coat, and settles back comfortably in the chair, tugs down a little on her red short shirt, so the doctor won't get distracted by her beautiful long legs ]

Yes, well Doctor Chrunchi, I, I don't know, I well, I been having trouble getting to sleep! So I haven't been sleeping too good lately. Its been happening every once and while over the last year, but recently its really started to be bothering me on a daily basis! I don't what it is? I got trouble sleeping! thats it Doctor, Chrunchi! You think you got anything that can help me, besides pills?

She asked the doctor?

[ CHRUNCHI ]

[ CHRUNCHI checks the woman in front of him out, and nods his head toward his computer screen and it materializes larger in front of them, as a tiny silver colored robot manikin walks along his dest top and takes notes, and hands him a piece of paper ]

Sure take this!

He taps the computer screen and out pops a belt! He takes out the beautiful shiny gold colored belt encrusted with fractal designs from Ustaghain, and gives to her, smiling!

Try this! It a new gadget, that been proven to get people sleeping in no time!
It promotes night-ful bliss and deep relaxation, and plenty of good sleep!
Use it for three weeks, every night after dinner, keep it on all night, and come back and see me in three weeks, if you're still having problems, then I will switch off it, and try to give you something that'll keep the problems symptoms from coming back all together! Ok Star Scankey,

he said smiling, as he dictated to the midget sized robotic manikin, and it wrote out a prescription and charge her insurance for the bill!

[ SCANKEY ]

[ SCANKEY, she thanked him but was puzzled and asked ]

A belt, well how do I use it Doctor? Are there buttons to press to turn it on? I mean what what how? What do I do?

[CHRUNCHI ]

NO, NOTHING, in the night put it on after dinner, and keep it on over night, its guaranteed to work! Its made by, " Love Me Tender Corporation!" You're going to love it!

[ SCANKEY ]

Wow, thanks I can't wait,

she exclaimed as she left his office and returned home.

That night she put it on, and immediate it felt nice, but then it started to feel warm, as if it was getting hot, and felt like it tighten around her waist a little!

She pretended not to notice, that it had gotten tighter. But then, when she got ready for bed, she was able to take off her clothes without removing it, so she got off her clothes, threw on a white night down, and slid into bed, she looked up staring at the ceiling,
and for a second she thought she saw something! She wasn't sure!
So any way, she told the lights to shut off, and shes got this big window in her bedroom, and as the light from moon shown out side her window, its light began to shine down on her too! We could see the expression on her face! She looked worried,
Then it happened!

[ SCANKEY ]

Oh oh, this, this belt, dam this thing, seems to be getting tighter around my mid section, my waist is being pressed in!

OMG, it's hurting!
Oh my! Am I imagining this?
Can't be?
Oh no, How in the world, am I going sleep with it on? I think I better take it off! Its getting to tight. Its killing me!

It's getting tighter.
Oh shit! It! Oh no! Nooooooooooooo. . . .

I can't take it off,

she thought to her self, as a horrible cold chill ran up her spine, after she tried to loosen the belt, but couldn't! She could not no matter how she tried! She pulled, tugged, tried cut it off with a scissors!

It got tighter, and was squeezing her waist, squeezing her tighter and tighter!

And it felt like it was crushing her stomach, suddenly her stomach started churning and the food she had just eaten for dinner, starter to come up her throat, and out her mouth, it regurgitated coming up out of her mouth! It came up, it was uckey, disgusting slimy stomach juices, and slid right out from her open lips pass through her teeth, and out in green yellow bubbles of stuff, down her chin flowing like water to the floor!

She was in shock, could not believe this was happening but it was! She's gasping for air, and was choking! She was gaging! She grabbed the belt in her two hands, and was trying to get it off! She desperately wanted it off! She struggled and did everything she could, but to no avail, it was as if something with the power of a unseen clenching hand, was crushing her insides, crushing, and crushing!

Scankey, was crying, she screamed,

[ SCANKEY ]

HELP ME HELPPPPPPPP! helpppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp OMG helpppppppp some body ! ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa omg ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaa iiii

She fought hard jumping all around back and forth, twisting this way and that, trying to rid her self of the belt, get it off, she pulled, and pulled. . . . but it kept compressing her waist till not just the food in her stomach was rising up through her throat, but her stomach itself!
Its muscles under the force of the tightening belt, was forced up through her throat, out of her mouth too! Her stomach came out and dangles hanging out her mouth! She tried to pull it out with her two hands, but it was tough! Her stomach was horrible to look at and it, It was gagging her!

Nothing could stop what was transpiring!
Still, relentlessly backed seemingly, by the power of fates cruel destiny, smashing inward her body be, ever so tightly, the belt got tiny-ier still, and her guts popped out of her mouth, her upper body got fat, swelled up like a balloon, got fatter under the pressure, and her face swelled up and turned red, and blood burst out of her ears like powerful streams of water in a water fountain, and her eyes, under the pressure, popped out her head and flew across the room, and kept bouncing back and forth against the walls, back and forth and the walls in her bedroom, started to bend and wobble, and the floors shook too! It was crazy, what was happening! And she, unbelievably her mouth was stretched wide open as can be, and her teeth got pushed out and collapsed on the floor one by one, and blood burst out of her gums, out her eye sockets too, spraying all over the place! It dripped down her throat, down her neck down her bosom, her bosom swelled up and were about to burst too! And her white shifonic nightgown was drenched in her red blood!

Down it came,
down it came,
her waist was now as small as the width of persons wrist!
The bed was awash in her own blood! Her face was a horrible thing to see, froth and green foam formed on her lips as she gasped for air and let out a loud terrifying desperate scream from hell,

[SCANKEY ]

helpppppppppppppppppppppmeeeeeeeeeeeee yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiaiaiaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, help hellllllllllllllll help me some body help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee helppppppppppppppppppppppppp

[ 3 ]

Her screams, dreamers a cry in the anti times night, why? Sighed, answerer none alive in sight, futile is this woman's plight, in the next scene from hell, its nighttime in a forbidding street, some one is after her, she, we see is running desperately, fast in a raggedy old black dress, inside a raggedy old mind of some ones nightmare, here she comes running, er running down a dark city street, no less in a city unknown not soft but sewer sweet, there, up ahead is a doorway with light shining out, without stopping running, she looks back to see if any body is following her, then dashes inside and takes one of the projectile elevators quickly to the roof, she gets out and is running, over the roof, when in a corner of the darkness bursts out of the roofs floor, a shadow, we appall, detecting its him no less, Chrunchi? He sees her running, and grinches his two evil eyes seeing sins, sparks flies, he grins, but not her! She's not smiling or grinning, Scankey no, no way, as he she catches a glimpse of her devil on legs!

But options she has few ways, and screams and runs trying to flee but there is no escape quickly, and thinks to her self, rape or death what will it be, there is no time, you see! Times it is up! Bloods run-'ith over from the darks cup!

She decides its better to commit suicide and jumps off of the rooftop of the building!

She hops on to the edge of the buildings fractal structure, and over its roofs edge , she jumps and plummets down toward her death and the ground and just like that, without hesitancy,

Chrunchi

runs behind her, and jumps into the air and is flying as he jumps off too! Follows down, flying after her like a black bird, and flies faster than her, under her and catching her in mid air, she yells, as he takes her in his arms and flies into a open window with her!

In there he flies in and places Scankey on the rooms floor in front of a black huge round ball shaped machine, with two large black metal doors with sheen, which swings automatically open in front of them! She shocked, looks at it all, and screams, this thing in front of her, inside of which is a bed of large sharp metal nails frightens her! Scares the living hell out of her!
She looks at it, at chrunchi!
Chrunchi, looks into her eyes, too, laughs

[ CHRUNCHI ]

[ Chrunchi laughs, as he picks her up puts her inside, and tells her laughing sinisterly ]

Ha, ha, ha,ha, oh yes big chest I got ya, I got ya big chest I did! HA, HA, HA, Ha ha, ha, ha! You can kiss your ass good bye baby, oh ha, ha, ha, oh heh ha, ha ooooo yes ha, ha, ha,

Scankey, She kicks him in the groin,
POW!
POW!
Slaps him in the face

SNACK SMACK!
Scratches him in the eyes, to no avail,
Chrunchi, quickly pushes her in, slams the door full of sharp nails in on her body !

WHAMMMMM WHAMMMMM

[ SCANKEY ]

YA ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa owww ooo OMG! No, stop let me let me out! ow! nonoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo you're killing meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee help some one helppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

only part of her we can see is her head sticking out of the silhouetted black machine of death, as the nails impale the woman, she screams

[SCANKEY ]

yayaaaaaaaahelp some one helppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

Then Chrunchi changes into a black thing looking like an ancient creature cannibal, called Mahouts wolf logjamas and the beast jumps up on the machine where her head is sticking out, and bites the girl in the cheek and rips out her tongue, the blood sprays every where as in agony she screams :

[ SCANKEY ]

Ya, yaaaaaa help, stoppppppp ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
onooooooooooooooooooooooooo
This can be happening to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeoooooooooooooo

Then boom, the room explodes in a thousand sparks like stars, we hear her screaming

[ SCANKEY ]

Help, helpppppppppp me, Roy are? Royyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy are you coming?

[ 4 ]

[ CHRUNCHI ]

[ CHRUNCHI ]

ACTION-INT INSIDE A SUB-CONCIOUS DREAM STATE INTERACTIVE BUBBLE IN CONSUN'GLATORIACA- STATES OF EXISTENCE THE TIME-MIXED COLLAGE EVENTS IN SURREALITIES

Note - directors- rewinds to scene where SCANKEY is struggling to remove the belt of anti time, given to her by Dr. CHRUNCHI.

[ scene opens a beautiful looking SCANKEY, is trapped in a dark room with a belt that keeps getting tighter around her waist, she's desperate trying to take it off by using a sharp scissors when suddenly out of the dark a shadow, appears and jumps out at her. ]

[ CHRUNCHI, Thinks of only one thing obsessed with killing her,, walks off limits in issues of the mind, irrepudiable mind damage in kind, morphing into something worse than evil the undivine, areas of human kind, an undocumented he be, force seeks shelter in the deaths shadows world of fractolocalities! And he looks back at scankey and whispers ]

That old bitch, that old bitch, in you're heart, Scankey, loving two men? Two! At the same time, from the start! Eat your fortune in your own bloods heart! Wanting to make anything you want seem possible? Talk to someone else in your dreams besides me? As you lay on my bed, next to me? In my bed? NO. Nooo! I heard you! You gone pay for that, girlie! Girlie you gonna pay!
He yells, raising his voice to emphasize the uncontrolability of his fury.

What is it? What is , that which, will give me satisfaction, for your crime Scankey? You pay this day Star Scankey, with your death!
Ha,ha, ha, You think, ha, ha, ha ,ha, heh, ha,,ha, ha oh h, ha, ha!

I am done? Woman! Chrunchi has just begun, Ha, ha, ha, ka ha kaaaaaaaaaaa ha, ha! yessssssssssssssssssssssssssss. . .

[SCANKEY ]

OOMG! OH MY GODDDDDDD! Who the hell are you?

[CHRUNCHI ]

Me? Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Just what the Doctor order! Ha, ha, ha, ha!
just, when and where, there right there, yes you feel it, don't you feel the panger, hunger, yesssssssssssssss ha, ha, ha!

there is long pause and foot steps are heard in the background, then the voice says

I am here,
I am here,
You know me? Ha, ha, ha!

[ SCANKEY ]

What? Who is ittttttttttttttttttt?

[ CHRUNCHI ]

I am your worse nightmare in spadesssssssssss . . ha, ha, ha!

[ SCANKEY ]

You, you you know me?, Scankey asks the shadow standing in front of her in the dark!

[ CHRUNCHI ]

Boy do I , ha, ha, ha!
You know where you, where you are?
Fa,haog fore coopaours noy? Pity pretty, limp, lump, bumping revolting ha, ha, ha, yesssssssssssssssssss . . but I have got you nowwww, ha,ha, ha !

AND YOU'RE GOING TO DIE! Ha, ha, ha!

Minimally invasive state of conscious I am not, this is not a dream I am going to kill you bitch!

yelled Chrunchi angrily, the thing, it raised its ugly head and growled loudly in the dark, GERRROAR! Gerrrrrrrroar!

Growelllll BAL'goj nipodash,

said the shadow which walked out towards the girl struggling to get the belt off, she turned, looked up at the thing coming at her, she got scared, and with one hand glasp-ing hold, of the belt, which was still squeezing her waist tighter and tighter,

She took her other hand, her free hand, with the scissor in it. And used it to defend her self. And stabbed the thing right in the face with the scissor!

CHUNK,

was the sound the blow made, as the scissors went in in to his skull! Scankey does it again

CHUNK,

stabbed it, into the face of the shadow! As the scissor went in the things face, it made a sound as the blade penetrated the face of the black shadow, she took it out and stabbed him several more times, faster and faster :

CHUNK! CHUNK! CHUNK!

She let the scissor go!
It was stuck in his face!
but, This shadow. . . .
IT KEPT COMING!
IT KEPT COMING!
IT DID NOT STOP, OH NOOO!
with the scissor pertrud-ing out of its fore head, :
IT KEPT WALKING TOWARD HER! LIKE NOTHING!

And lo and behold it was, Its Chrunchi! Chrunchi, he was the shadow, and he got down on knees on the floor, and looked up at her, and walked on his hands and knees toward her, as she backed off screaming for help

[ SCANKEY ]

OOOO Oh Nooo! What are are you ? Whats happening? OMG! Help! Yayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee no cannot be happening no ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo this can not beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

[ CHRUNCHI, was looking like an apparition! A black shadow walking on his hands and knees toward her, it was dark, time for Scankey's life shortened! She would not live long! Whats left would not be long, but sparse! And that shadow, that shadow that resembled a human, resembled a human no longer! It was changing into something, it did! Something good it was not, and that is not a lie, or a fib! Say it a little or say it a lot! Truth, it was changing into an unimaginably horrible beast! A beast, known as Mahouts wolf logjamas! A cannibal terror frightening as ever, a curse, . . that is what it became! ]

[ apparition ]

Grrreeeee gerrrrrr eerrrrrr

Roars the apparition of a hungry one, it, this thing looks frightful, its mighty built strong, muscular black haired creature, not right, wrong, with white eyes that glare at you cutting into your soul, at night! Letting you know, positively,
its gone eat you, alive!
The thing seems many things, it seems to be part wild hairy eyed gorilla, part hungry toothed wolf, part cat lots of teeth sharp at that, opens its mighty jaws, paused, then looked, than it sprang in to action!
Scankey bravely tries to fight it off, beating on it with her fists, buts its huge, fast, powerful, its too late for her! We see his eyes light up!

It jumped her! Bit open her naked bosom, took her beating heart in its teeth, and ripped it out!

We hear it, her beating heart, beating loudly in our ears! Its sound magnified vibrationally, sounding like this :

BOOM, boom boom boom -
BOOM, boom boom boom ,
BOOM, boom boom boom , And Scankey screams ]

[SCANKEY ]

OW OWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooo . . .OH Nooooooooooooooo OWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooo . . .

And as Scankey, lay screaming, and dying, she looks at him, as he chewed it up and swallowed it down! Then it ripped open her stomach and ate it!
Then, like something un-stoppable, proceeded to tear her body into pieces, limb by limb, while she watch! All, that it left was her head, which sat in a pool of her own red blood on the floor, alone! Her eyes looked looked around, and her mouth was wide open, wide open as if she wanted to scream!

[ Mahouts wolf logjams! ]

[ the big beast had ripped out her flesh, out of her chest, and dozens of pieces of the flesh was thrown into the air, and stayed there. And we see it there, in the air, suspended there in slow motion time, twisting around, dozens and dozens of red bloody scraps and body parts, bloody veins, like tubes the arteries, that carry blood had gotten tossed about, outside her, and hung in the still air, looking like red fine strings of a spider web floating in the air dripping blood there!

and, the beast, growls wildly enjoying itself!

[SCANKEY ]

Ow!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOO NOOOOOOOOOOOOO Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo HELP, HELP MEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Help helpppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp

[ 5 ]

ACTION-INT INSIDE A SUB-CONCIOUS DREAM STATE INTERACTIVE BUBBLE IN CONSUN'GLATORIACA- STATES OF EXISTENCE THE TIME-MIXED COLLAGE EVENTS IN SURREALITIES

Note - directors- rewinds to scene where SCANKEY who was given a sleeping remedy in the form of belt prescribed by her Doctor, Dr. CHRUNCHI, and she goes home to try it out!

[ scene opens the beautiful youthful looking SCANKEY, arrives home gets dinner ready, and tries on the belt!
but, while everything appears perfectly normal to SCANKEY, she however doesn't know, that she has slipped and fallen into liquid mind frequencies modulations of CONSUN'GLATORIACA!

note - Authors note shedding illumination on [ CONSUN'GLATORIACA ] will be cut from script!

[ CONSUN'GLATORIACA, a place that is not a place, but a state of mind inside a Dracrakite Fractal minds mind universe, along the lines of a "She hob a," or in other words in galactic parlance refers to an event immersed in the astronomical fractal time shifts applications! And inside here the impetus is things keep repeating over and over, looking at a tragedy from different points of view propelled by programing code iterations self similarly infinitely!
Inside here one witnesses alternating collisions, of over lapping horrifying nightmares of the worse kind occurring simultaneously! ]

Now, so Scankey, gets home after buying some groceries, and she puts them down in the kitchen, and a small slender white and blue armed the Silarobit, kitchen nominator robot, takes care of them putting them away for her! She takes off her Sibac, jacket and bag, and since, besides her robot attendants appliances that come with the apartment, she's basically by her self in the apartment!

She turns on some music to relax! And she looks around, and notices her plants in the window, look funny!
They look odd, she thinks! She's a plant lover, and takes pride in them, and has several plants in pots in the window! And they look off, the leaves are kind of sagging like they desperately need watering?

She stops observes them for minute and she looks like she thinking maybe they need some water, so she goes to the kitchen gets a gallon of water and goes back to waters them, and as she sprinkling water on the plants they seem to comeback to life and the leaves start straighten up and they are
starting to look better, but strangely they are turning from their normal green color to red, she doesn't understand why?

Next thing she notices is, as she looks out pass her plants in the window, is the sky! It's a beautiful day, and the sky looks great! But the sun in the sky suddenly starts to go down! Its strange, very strange, because usually when the sunsets, its get orange looking, and the sun sets, very slowly!

It happens over hours to get dark. But not anymore! Not now!

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me a break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.17.4

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

But now it was happening fast right before her very eyes, the sun went down behind the horizon, time, time was moving fast , time somehow was normal a little while ago, but now it's speeding up, and this was the first time Scankey realized something was not right, but she didn't pay any attention, and so the light outside changes from day to night just like that!
Anyway she takes out the belt the Doctor gave her and puts it on!

She feels a little strange,

a little tired, like she's getting sleepy, she decides to get ready for bed even though the clock says is still early afternoon, she goes to take a shower!

She goes into the bedroom and takes off the belt, changes her clothes!

Now we see her in her long sleeve white fuzzy full length night-robe, and she goes down the hall and she waves her hand, the bathroom door opens, she enters the bathroom, she waves gesturing, turns on the water and so her hair does get wet! She puts on a plastic shower cap!
She gets into the shower and the shower automatically comes on, and the shower curtain closes! We hear the water running, we can't see her but we hear her washing her self and humming to the music playing in the background! Then the water apparently seems to get hot and the bathroom fogs up and water sweats up the mirrors and walls!
The fogs is thick in there, and its getting thicker like pea soup!

When she's finished, she emerges from the shower, she opens the door, and looks different somehow! She's not wearing any make up!

And the strange thick white fog from the bathroom, comes floating out along with her and stays with her! It's not dissipating, or thinning out, but engulfing her as she moves through the hallway back to her bedroom!

Something is going on, but we don't know what it is?
And, on her face we notice, we notice, she's got a slight little mischievous smile on her face, who knows what the young lady is thinking? Maybe it's the music playing, that she's listening to, perhaps the words of the songs got her thinking about something funny?

And, there again, we see that over her night-robe, around her waist Scankey, has on the special belt the doctor gave her, guaranteed to help her go to sleep tonight! She's been complaining about not being able to get a good nights rest, for a long time! So she is certainly looking forward for tonight, to see if the medically approved, and endorsed and scientific belt will work? If she gets some good peaceful rest she'll be happy!

She feels odd, and this occasions her to wish to lay down for a bit, she goes to bed, and the music starts to sound different scary sounding, sounding as if it was going from normal speed to a faster speed! As if it was speeding up faster and faster! Was time speeding up? Scankey was laying in her Bed, feeling like a good girl should, when she closed her legs, her arms, her eyes and laid down flat on her back, and the bed shook slightly and rose up off the floor and it was then we and other on lookers saw what we saw as the Fractal time door opened!

We can't see it but we can feel it, a kind of air coming towards us from some where! It opened with confidence in its minds motion! We hear some strange intensifying horror music locamotions!

Something is happening in this place! Something evil! Something, something with a girl at home and someones mind is free damagingly, free to roam in it! An existential painful sensory portal door through the unseen existences more, in a mind unkind!

And who is this unkind mind?

This unkind mind is the onlooker her self, her Royal Highness, Sharkkadoom, smiling in the heart of the dark, as she watches through Captain Roys eyeballs, at what's about to happen to his girl friend! Sharkkadooms about to bring to fruition, the in normality fractalcality terrifying gastro intestinal distress bowels, power time entanglements, and substitute that, substitute that no less, for her real life, but inside a dream world!

Dare we watch?

And nothing nothing could be worse!
Why? Why do we feel as we watch safely at a distance, that something terrible, terrible is about to happen?

Whats separate's horror, unspeakable disgusting horrible horror, now from horror in the future is time, time, time is your nemesis, and friend, kills us all in the end, how ? Scankey is innocent, but doomed!

Then it began. . . A duality fractacality! Reality divided in two!
Scankey was in bed, the bed was rising up off the floor, slowly up in the air!

As it rose, the ceiling rose up simultaneously too!
Going farther up, and up!
Higher and higher!
The rooms walls stretched, stretched up wobbling like elastic rubber bands, as the ceiling flew higher and higher up, and low and star told old beneath that bed up in the air with Scankey, was another one with another Scankey below it, fractal self similarity molecularity constructionally was in play in another room that looked like old room that way! The same room before she got into bed, but, but, now the other Scankey was sitting on her bed which was on the floor, watching TV nonchalantly , with out a care in the world!

And she had one of those TV's that came with the apartment that occupied a whole wall, it was gigantic, it was from the floor to the ceiling, so that the people on the Tv looked like they part of her room too!
And as she sat there in bed, we noticed she had the same belt on too!

The same belt the doctor had given her, and she didn't feel sleepy yet! So she's turning the channels, trying to find something interesting to watch, but it was the usually boring stuff, she got bored and flicked around until she came to something good, it was this!

She found this interesting movie that was on, about a girl in a room, and the girl was laying down in bed, and looked just a little bit like her kind of.

And in the movie there was a knock at the door and it was a sound that sounded like this : boom boom boom! Somebody really wanted to get in, thought Scankey!

It was heavy pounding on the door, and just then Scankey suddenly heard a knocking at her door in her room for real, an the girl on the TV got up to answer her door her door. . . .walked right through the TV screen into Scankey's room!

And when she opened the door, it was tall muscular untidy, strange lady with smudged makeup on, red lipstick, and a five o'clock shadow, and wearing green ear rings, and wearing a matching long green shiny silk gown, and she had white hair in braids hanging up and down, which was styled in such a way that it curved up in a point on her head like a horn like a unicorn, and this point was so pointy, that if she stuck it into you, it would kill you dead! And she was smiling, and then she said :

[ lady in the green dress ]

boo hooooooooooooooooooo!

Suddenly, there was a ticking too too too!
Scankey's door was also being knocked on also,

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!

So she went and opened it up, and it was a lady and the lady was the same lady in the TV and Scankey looked at the TV, and then turned looked back, at the lady at her door, and thats the same lady that Scankey saw, Scankey thought this situation was degenerating very fast and seemed to get worse and more rabidly, Corvor'conian! She was going, " crazy space nity nut butts," and got really scared, and got really really scared, got frightened and screamed out at the top of her lungs!

[SCANKEY ]

OH noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo OMG, noooooooooooooooo!
Aliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeee. . . . Yayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. OMG, whats happening? oh nooooooooooooooo . . . iiiiiiiiiiyayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Scankey looked back at the woman and she could hear the girl on the TV,

[ GIRL ON THE TV ]

[ Girl on the TV asks the lady at her door : ]

Who are you?

[ SWINGER ]

[ and the lady in front of Scankey answered the question looking directly at Scankey, as if SCANKEY had asked the question! ]

Swinger,
she answered even though Scankey did not ask her, but then looking straight at Scankey, she asked angrily at her :

Who are you to ask me, ask me who I am? Huh? Huh?

[SCANKEY ]

I didn't didn't! She did!

pleaded Scankey blaming the girl in the TV!

[ SWINGER ]

You lying son of a bitch, you talking to me!

Scankey was totally confused and befuddled and let her eyes drift to the floor for a split second!

[ SWINGER ]

[ SWINGER yells angrily at SCANKEY ]

Look at me when I am talking you, you think I am playing? Huh? Is that what the [BLEEP ] you think?
I ain't playing with you bitch!

[SCANKEY ]

You talking to me. . . you came out of the TV can't be!

[ SWINGER ]

[ SWINGER yells angrily at SCANKEY ]

Why are you paying attention from where I came Huh?
Why don't you mind your [BLEEPING ] Business?
You don't hear me asking where you came from?
do you?

[SCANKEY ]

No no noooo I. I , iiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. . .

[ SWINGER ]

[ SWINGER yells angrily at SCANKEY ]

See your problem is your [BLEEPING ] NOSE, YOU CAN'T CONTROL YOUR [ BLEEPING ] NOSE!
YOU A NOSEY MOTHER [ BLEEPER]!

[SCANKEY ]

No no noooo I. I , you got me all wrong iiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. . . I don't know nothing! Go back into the TV please!

[ SWINGER ]

[ SWINGER yells angrily at SCANKEY ]

Who the [ BLEEP ] ARE YOU TO TELL ME WHERE TO GO?

Bitch! I got just much right to be here as you!
Who the [BLEEP ] are you to tell me what to do ?

See its like this!
My lips to your ears I ain't faint, no saint pertuberation innocent I ain't? Come on you did, don't no one asked you here?

Did?

Noooooooooooooooo, entertainment a glow, TV show? Woman you did, you did did you, you ever hear of Fractal Time?
Its bad bad place baby!
You are in here, in here,

said the woman holding up one of her fingers and waving her little finger exaggeratedly to mean no way, and that Scankey was doing something very wrong! And she said sinisterly . . .

and in here we don't play!

but what was really happening was deeper than all that in actual fact! When the lady said to her, "in here we don't play, " she was referring to what was happening in Scankey's brains! A little electrical space in her brian! And what was happening was, it was under electrical attack!

You see in her human brain, there are fractal structures and systems that control what where an how you act!
The site where an axon terminal ends near a receiving dendrite is called the synapse. The cell that sends out information be that nice wonderful, benign, sublime or terrifying is the presynaptic neuron, and the cell that receives the information is called the postsynaptic neuron. The synapse as such, is not a physical connection, in no way shape or form, but does have Brain's neurons, that are found to communicate via electric fields. ... between the two neurons; there is no cytoplasmic connection between the two neurons. The intercellular space can be called a fractal space, a void , a space laced with mystery, between the presynaptic and postsynaptic neurons is called the synaptic space. A fractal space! A dangerous place if you don't know how to use it, not supposed to be there, or abuse it!

And here in that zone on the brain spaces go good bad, or insane! Fractal time reigns! And this digital TV woman emerged from that spaces reality to Scankey's and the world would never be the same for Scankey again! Ever again!

And now, the Swinger standing in front of Scankey in the door way of her home, came out swinging angrily and all of sudden she quickly walked in to the room, and the other girl from the TV, stood there watching looking at both of them, she got scared too!
And before Scankey had time to get her head around all this, or think, because things were happening so fast, she couldn't think, or do anything!

The Swinger grabbed Scankey's hair with both hands and swung her around up off the floor and into the air by her hair, orbiting around, and around, and faster, and faster there, by her hair!

The urgency to get away in Scankey made her move around frantic, panicking trying to escape, but the centrifugal forces was tearing her apart making her helpless, pounding harder her heart! Escaping would be a complex task! But alas Scankey screamed. . . .

[SCANKEY ]

HELPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP HELP HELP ME!

All the while Scankey went into total shock, the woman had her in a head lock, the woman did it so fast, and was super strong, powerful and had an iron grip on her hair and would not let go! Would not let gooooooooooo !

And was swinging her around at super speeds so, the vorticities of evil fluids in her brains increased! Her eyes went up in her head, her eyes twisted and bulged outwardly instead! Fueling Scankey's worse fears! And Scankey grabbed at the woman's hands at least, and they were big like a mans, trying to tug at them and peel her fingers loose, she struggled to get her fingers to lose her! But while she tried that, then something else was happening too!

What could she do? What could she do?

The belt around her waist too was acting up! The belt around her waist, around her mid section all of sudden started to expand and contract, just like that! It was too much! The thin line of her mind was about to crack!

The belt that was suppose to make her sleep, She could feel it snap on her belly, rap pa tap tap. . . . then loosen up like that!
And then snap, and when it snapped back on her belly it made sounds sounding like this, sheooump! sheooump. . .

Scankey, was wide eyed, and perplexed, no answer came and she was vexed, she looked down at the belt around her waist, and lo and star told old, a Corvor'conian node stole her soul!

There what was not there before saw she, Scankey, for the first time, a belly, a belly that was hers! Her belly was getting bigger, fatter, growing larger, and larger till in time she looked like a pregnant girl, out of her mind, out of this world, this can't be, the words left her lips loosely!

Scankey stared down at her stomach which was now shaped like a pregnant woman's stomach!

[ SCANKEY ]

[ And Scankey screamed ]

YA YAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

She screamed in terror as her stomach ached like something was inside of her, and all the while the Swinger swung her around! Swing, Swing , Swing THE WINDS BEGAN TO SING!

The Swinger swung her around in circles faster, faster, faster, and faster still! Going around was driving her mad, and beside that she got that crazy feeling you get at the center of centripetal force like weightlessness, and all the while her belt kept expanding and snapping on her big pregnant belly making sounds like Sheooump! Sheooumpy bump Sheooumpy bump! Sheooump! Sheooumpy bump Sheooumpy bump bump!

It was not easy to ascertain her new environment as she was she no more!

Opened up times malicious squeezing diabolical fractal minds door, poured in scores musical doors and out of silence we hear something!

Voices in a strange kind of music out of minds, appeared sounding strange languages lines in kind, like this :

Jouuuuuuuufos booooooooooooofffff maffffffffffoooooooiiiiii Quack!

Soooooooooun Sima!

Ouuuuuuuufos booooooooooooofffff maffffffffffoooooooiiiiii Quack, Quack!

Soooooooooun Sima! E maaaaaaaa!

The Music sounded like it was singing in reverse, perverse verses! The words in colors sang evil brothers! Blue words going away, red spoken today!
Scankey, on hearing the music seemed to get her wits, and composure back!
Get back on track from where she was at!

Speaking of which, on there star told old, her face, the girls face, Scankey's face, had now a strange kind of beauty about it! Not normal!

Gone was the look of fear and trepidation!

There while spinning in the air there, She looked angelic, as if, as if the tranquility she sought had seemingly been successfully attained, while she was being swung around, in a new domain, high off the ground in a dream world insane!

Scankey, smiled with her eyes shut tight!
Moment seemed right, then with all of her might she raised up her hands, and grabbed her stomach as the belt shook her stomach violently left and right, She laid still as if unaware of anything that was taking place! As if she was oblivious to all, as if she was in another world, another ball!

She didn't know that the belt somehow, now it too had a life all of it's own and was turning and rotating like wheel around her big stomach, like it was a dome!

While she being swung around in the air, it turned around her stomach with haste too! The belt was moving around her body and shook, and as it shook, it shook, the body of the Scankey too, and what ever was could be inside of her too through and through!

Scankey was shaking with it, and the Swinger swung her around up and down in different orbits and then let her go flying up into a black time space alone, and as she let her go, the Swinger woman, began laughing like mad person!

[ SWINGER ]

HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HEH,HEEH HE OH OOOOOooooooooo Ha, ha, ha heh good bye ha, ha, ha, ga, don't cry iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ha, ha, ha, ha!

Scankey was floating, her belly was like a bloating balloon! The belt, it appeared to slowly slide around her stomach, around her stomach, around her stomach, her stomach, and it had a bump, why?

We know-'ith not why, bigger it got, yesss it did, no lie, yes it did, and all was not as it should be, with this lady, bump got bigger fast, nine months speeded up passed, alas and the woman's stomach was now large, pregnant woman this! It was obvious! It was fractal time glorious!

The belt slid down as her stomach got big, times speeded up, speeded it up, it did, and lights went out all in this room was black except for a strange light coming out of the ever present fog, like a moon,
the same fog that followed her out of shower had returned thicker whiter and filled up the room, floating around her body, as she swung in circles by her lonesome floating suspended through the air!

A light was shining through the fog on her tummy, then she became a Mommy! A mommy in mid air, and gave birth there! She gave birth! Birth of the earth cherish moment this, every girls wish, born, product out of passion always in fashion! Lust does this! No pre requisite schooling necessary, as Scankey now in labor would now attest!

She clenched her stomach, She clenched it she did!

Screamed in agony as mothers to be do,
the purpose of life is give it back too!
Out, she shouted, as she did, as there in the dark of the night, a conception took place, that was not right! That was not immaculate, no, no immaculate conception not this!

Not at all, not at all, this be un humanity! Not in this times fractalocality!

On the contrary, a berry of evility be this baby, born this night under the fractal lights maybe!

We hear her scream we hear a baby cry, and light in normal life went, went out dry, we don't know why?

And in the dark we hear the mother and the baby cry! As in the back ground as the music plays in reverse, comes horrible sounding dogs that growl and bark in distaste, in the blackness of shadows in the room of doom!

Doom with a ugly thirst, about to burst! Then just like that the minds, duality secondality, made her disappear, but then the other version, of Scankey high in the air on the other bed, that bed began to descend down to the floor,

and once more we see

Scankey. . . . .

laying still as before, her legs closed, her hands at her side, her eyes shut, her belly is flat, just like that, and the baby , her baby was born at that, some time, some place, but here not, but is hidden in the fog unseen by her a lot, but she knows, she know she's another mother now!

the Universes are full of them! ]

ACTION INT - INSIDE BLACK ROOM WITH WHITE FOG AND A BED WITH TWO LAMPS ON BED TABLES!

[ SCANKEY, after giving birth in the dark, we see her in the thick fog, seated up in the bed, propping her self up, and looking around in the dark room, for something! Then she stops turning her head around and looks straight at something that caught her attention! She sees something off in the distance on the floor, It's her baby! She had a baby boy, and the baby has white diapers on and nothing else, and is trying to walk, for the first time, but has trouble walking! And in its hand was a toy! A toy? The toy looks like a giant shiny metal machete sword, and the face of the baby, looks like CHRUNCHI'S, face! ]

[ SCANKEY ]

I am so happy! I always dreamed of having a baby. You are my baby! All mind, you don't belong to anybody else but me! And I am gone take good care of you! I am gone try to be the best mommy that ever was, I promise! And I don't know I don't remember how it happened, how I had you or who your daddy is, but you, you are mine? You are my baby? And I am so very happy!

said Scankey to her child, sounding like a tender loving mother, as she looked down a her little baby, who because of fractal time differentials, somehow had grown in this speeded up Fractal time space zone, to be about two feet tall, and was not crying, and was big with muscles and could talk too! The baby, who was now standing on the other side of the room, in the thick white fog, not too far from her, on the floor smiling at his Mud da, his loving Mother ! Scankey, even though it was dark in the room, could just make him out barely and even though he looked ugly Scankey loved him, and he looked up at his mother who had now crawled to the edge of the bed and positioned her self, on her hands and knees looking at him in the distance, as the baby very tenderly said to his mother . . .

[ BABY CHRUNCHI ]

Mud da, you know mud der, you a nice mud da!

Mud da, If you were little, I would want you to be my friend!

[SCANKEY ]

My love, I think, OMG, I think thats a sweet thing, the sweetest thing to say!

[ BABY CHRUNCHI ]

Mud da, mud da, mud da, you know what else mud der?

[ 2 ]

[SCANKEY ]

No precious darling tell me?

[ BABY CHRUNCHI ]

[ said his mother to the thing that she gave birth to, that resembled a little baby boy with a toy!
A long machete sword hidden behind its back, not a toy at all, but for real!

Little Baby Chrunchi was unable to walk good yet, he was unsteady on his two little feet! Being alive for him was a treat! This thing, it didn't know how to walk! But was trying too, and because it was in a speeded up fractal time zone, it was learning fast! It got up off its ass and came thumping toward his mother! You could hear the little pit ter pat ter of his feet, as he made his way out through the thick fog towards his mother waiting for him on the bed! The bed was like an island floating in space! Slowly he passed through the fog looking at her up ahead! ]

[ and the baby, and the little baby, answered his mother in low eerie undulating scary voice, that sounded like it was calling out to her over great distances, from the beautiful mountains of life, to the chasms of death, and from the chasms of death, . . . down to hell! ]

OH . . . Mud derrrrrrrrr!
OH . . . .
Mudderrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Mudderrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Its time . . . to die Mud daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Time . . . to die Mud daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Time . . . to die eyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Meanwhile hidden by the thickness of the white fog, the child grew wild, genes in him carried out its secrets, its chroma-zones carried its secrets out too, it knew what it was to do! Its purpose is to destroy its mother, under Sharkkadooms control, its dirty deed will unfold, its mandate germinate and molecularly propagate, the child fell to its knees under the cover of the white fog and temporally became hidden, and his genes listened to Sharkkadooms electricity fanning it's programing, and turned him into abominational mutant! Bigger, and bigger he grew, maturating into a kind of dinosauric creature beast man,

with a awfully big jaw full of teeth, that could easily eat her heart rip her apart!

His face changed the texture changed from smooth baby skin to cracked weather worn, dirt stained, old craggy dirty, huge, muted green lizard scabs, with fractalized time folds that intermittently glowed, and had two orange colored plates of scales that went around his neck, and sweat holes you could see, his pores grew individually shaking themselves in the fabrics of his times skin, covered up he was,
up with horrible boils and moles green and red white percolating steam out of his head, long hairs started to grow on and out of his nose instead! His head shook, uncomposed, his hairy ugly nose wiggled and eyes lids closed tightly shut, but you could still see his eyeball through them, you could! His eyeballs looked like light bulbs shinning in its head!
And it grimaced its teeth baring white and red, and when it open its giant mouth you could see this big fat tongue!

He stuck his tongue out and it came out, and he licked himself, he licked his arms, and licked under his arms, and took his tail in his hands and licked his tail too!
And licked his lips too, he wasn't through, he was hungry ready to do what he got to! His giant lizard head shook veering around and around trembled with raw saw hatred, as he stumped on the ground! and something was leaking from his skin like thick olive oil and smell bad orange pine mad Oder!

He grew too fast compressing growth that would of taken hundreds of years to take place in mere minutes. . . . the mutant was in the fog!
The growth of its body thrived under the power of electri-frackacadistic evility!
The growth of its body swelled, the growth of its body expanded from hell!
The extreme rapid growth of its body heighten too large too big, too stretched vexed, seemly from a tiny a kind wild human child animal, into one animal that looked kind of like a tyrannosaurus Rex, BIG REX, but with Chrunchi's face no less! Only this beast was bigger, meaner!

Scankey who could not see him in the fog, but was listening, was scared and dumbfounded by what was happening to her love ones voice, and the things he was saying, what did it mean, and was it really him? And did he have a choice, and my oh my, what about his voice?

And then to the shock of his Mother, Scankey listening to his rants, she can't believe what her baby is telling her, to be true!

To her its impossible that he doesn't love her!
that he wants to do her harm!
Its impossible for him to be meaning what he's saying! She keeps hearing the eerie voice coming from him, and can't believe her ears that that is her little baby!

[CHRUNCHI ]

Mud daaaaa Mud da you can't get awayyyyyyyyyyyyyy! Mud da You can't!

[ SCANKEY ]

[ SCANKEY, who can't see him because the vo-lumenous white clouds are blinding her, reaches out to him sympathetically assuming that something is making him act crazy, making her baby distraught, out of his mind, she calls out to him to help him! ]

Baby why do you sound like that?

[ CHRUNCHI ]

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
GRRRRRR, greeeeerrrrrrrrrrrr ugh greeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrr mohinnnnnnnnnnn

[ SCANKEY ]

Whats what happened to your voice sweetheart? I don't understand what happened to your voice?

[ CHRUNCHI ]

OH Mudddddddddddddddddd da

[ SCANKEY ]

Baby I can't see you! Where are you?

[ CHRUNCHI ]

Muddddddddddddddddd

[ SCANKEY ]

Why are you saying these bad things to me?

[ CHRUNCHI ]

Mudddddddddddddd

[ SCANKEY ]

I did not teach you to say things like that?
Where did hear talk like that?
How?

[ CHRUNCHI ]

Muddddd da

[ SCANKEY ]

You are acting like a bad baby! I did not. I did not teach you to talk!
Who the hell taught you to talk? Answer me God dammit?

[ CHRUNCHI ]

Mudddd da?

[ SCANKEY ]

Who?

[CHRUNCHI ]

I gone ice you!

[ SCANKEY ]

What?

[ CHRUNCHI ]

I gone ice you up butter cup!

[ SCANKEY ]

What?

[ CHRUNCHI ]

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
GRRRRRR, greeeeerrrrrrrrrrrr ugh greeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrr mohinnnnnnnnnnn

[ SCANKEY ]

What was that?

[CHRUNCHI ]

You can't get awayyyyyyyyyyyyyy!
Chopping up your Mud da thats what I got to doooooooooooo,

[ SCANKEY ]

What is wrong? What is happening to you? Why are you acting and talking bad to me?

[CHRUNCHI ]

[ CHRUNCHI, sounding like start raving lunatic says : ]

Chopping up your Mud da thats what I am gone doooooooooo
I got to chop you up mudda I got to chop, I got to chop, I got to chop, chop chop you up,
Do you hear?

[ SCANKEY ]

What is wrong? Something must be the matter with you?

This is not normal What is happening to you?

Oh no, whats happening here? I must be going crazy this can't be happening?

Asks Scankey as she witnesses, the room and the environment she knew of was suddenly gone, and the bed she was on descends down and disappears into the ground, leaving her standing in the middle of a jungle, that suddenly came out of nowhere, scared and alone! She felt different! The air, the air felt different, thicker, it was hot, warmer she was outside, she's hearing animals, but she didn't know where she was?
The fog obscured everything!
She's frightened more that ever now! Her hearts beating in her chest, as she looks around trying to figure out what happened, where she's at? Then her baby, her baby speaks. . . but its voice is no longer like a babies, its horrible, its is loud roaring like boom box sound maximized amplified . . . . its voice shakes the air, it asks . .

[CHRUNCHI ]

Do you hear meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?
Mudda I got to chop, chop chop you up,
Do you hear?
Do you hear?

I can't talk no more. I got to find you? Where are you Mud da?

Demands the tyrannosaurus type thing, its genes have done its job! Governed by mandatory directives his genes electricity programmed by Sharkkadoom, must follow, its growth is slowing down now! It's a thing that is now five stories high standing in the fog, it slowly lifts up one big foot and takes one step, and as he lets his foot hit the ground, it makes a loud thumping crunching sound, and the ground shakes like a earthquake, berberboom,

It is huge, hugeeeeeeee . . . Its squarish bulky head, so frightful it'll scare you dead!
Its giant lizard feet weighing tons can smash you like trash into the sidewalks street!
it's face, lizard like, with bold diamond shaped scales sticking out and up like jagged thorns, two start amazing eyes in its ugly head, bright as a sunrise that'll burn you into its heart of sin,

human face, its within its skin, belongs to him!

The fog obscures no more,
comes out of its ephemeral door, Scankey short lived for sure now, as an astro mutanalohawk prehistoric creature sought, part Chrunchi, part tyrannosaurus, part psychologically retard, wanting her to die hard, IT IS A BIG REX TYRANNOSAURUS REX
Stomps his way out of the fog coming towards her, with arms big as logs, teeth, he shows gnashing pressured to eat her meat!

And no longer tied to being human is he, he begins to fractally growl wildly as a powerful beast set free!

[ CHRUNCHI AS BIG REX ]

DERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIDOM EerrrrreERRRR URGOOOOONNN GRRRRRR ARRROROAR!

[ SCANKEY ]

[ SCANKEY, hears this, roar, and is frantically searching the fog with her eyes and then she sees it, there high, high above her! She hears another roar, and sees the head of something horrible sticking the top of its head out of the fog, looking down at her! ]

What Oh nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. . .

[ note authors notations below labeled [ says to her self ] subject to be cut ]

[ says to her self ]

[ She says to her self, as she sees this overwhelming frightful sight, bursting forth out of the pure whiteness of fog, emerges a nightmare dream beast like no other,
horrifying her down to her core, no more time to look only cast her body forward running seeking safety, from this thing rare and where if anywhere can safety be, from this giant monstrosity? ]

ACTION-EXT BLACK SKY ENCLOSED JUNGLE FILLED WITH WHITE DRIFTING FOGS THAT ILLUMINATE

[ She instantly turns screams running away as fast as she can screaming . . . but this is odd for what we see her now, cause, observing whats she doing waving her hands up ands down like she going to fly like a bird!

But could this manifestational gesturing signify definitively that, it is she too, dreaming too, for as she's running she does what humans often do in their dreams they revert to primal thinking it seems, finding solace in flight, they imagine with all their might, seems somewhere programmed and buried in the genes past,
they were birds alas . . . . and when faced with traumatizing, agonizing fear they revert back to a bird brainal state mentality psycho-biologically to that in their minds . . . when the risk assessment threatens you to think you're going to die you fly . . . . ]

[ SCANKEY ]

I GOT TO RUN! I can't run fast enough OMG what will I do? I GOT TO GET OUT OF HERE! I GOT TO DO IT I GOT TO FLY !
I MUST I CAN DO! I WILL DO . . .

So she starts to take off!
Scankey, she begins to wave her arms up and down and starts to fly, screaming as goes up in to the air trying to escape . . . the trauma clearly reflected on her plate, her scared worried face as she screams

Help jaaaaaa HELP Helpppppppppppp! Helpppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh helpppppppppppppppppp

[ CHRUNCHI AS BIG REX ]

But now, But now . . . the big beast, the bigger beast spots her, lounges waving his neck around shaking his head opens its mouth and roars beating his fists against his chest as he roars

GRRRRRRRRRRROOOOARRRRRR . . GrrroooooooaaaaaRRRRRRRRRRRRROAR!

FROM ME THERE IS NO ESCAPE!

GRRRRRRRRRRROOOOARRRRRROOMMMMMMBA . . ERRRRRRRGrrroooooooaaaaaRRRRRRRRRRRRROAR!

Adventures from me escape me eternity futility be Scankey

GROOOOOOOOEEEEERRRRRRRRRROOOOARRRRRR . . GRRRRRRRRRRRRROAR!

UPSIDE surprise you know what it is . . . your demise! your demise must coinside in me you got to confide!
Do your self a favor reconceptualize!

GROOOOOOOOEEEEERRRRRRRRGRRRRRRRRRRRRROAR!
ARRRRRROOMMMMMM

hold your hand dear till you die REMEMBER . . .
I always be by your side . . .

ARRRRRROOMMMMMMBAAAAAAAAAAAAA . . ERRRRRRRGrrroooooooaaaaaRRRRRRRRRRR

So many reasons to be happy when your dead,

He would growl, and speak, growl and speak, as if translating so she could understand his animalistic language! All this and other things he said, as he looked mockingly at Scankey failing attempts to fly higher in the sky! And he opened his mouth and sucked the air waves carrying her backwards, like she was on a flying carpet going in the wrong direction and lo and behold, as the air got sucked back, just like that, it was indeed, a very corvor'conian scene, to see her flying forward, forward but going flying backwards in a time and place in space to where she was before on the jungle floor! This we surmise is the last thing she wanted, but thats what we saw!
Dreams of escaping headed south, curse this girl was, one way or another she is going to wind up in his mouth!
And the BIG REX, bent his dinosaur head over, down to look at her up close!

And he stared into her tiny eyes. . . . He had big eyes for her!

[ CHRUNCHI AS THE BIG REX ]

And then he roared as if to tell Scankey, in no uncertain terms, to give up, acknowledging in the quiet of her torture mind, realizing in her mind what he meant by re-conceptualize! Quite simply. . . That Death is better than this, and that she should be jumping up into his mouth to get it! So he lower his head down to the ground and open his giant jaws full of teeth, that was four times bigger than her, and . .stuck out that big tongue of his, . . .and waved his tongue gesturing to her to get in!

BAAAAAAAADAAAAGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR . . ERRRRRRRGrrroooooooaaaaaRRRRRRRRRRR

[ 3 ]

Then once more in the background controlling everything, unseen by us Sharkkadoom initiates her powers of fluid time fracto Siutubguhunkaruts, special zone time frame modulating in divisorial split seconds, backward and time fluidflowards, and suddenly where before there was Scankey standing, as a beaten down distraught human being , lost, hopeless, she falls down crying before the big mouth of her baby who turned into a giant monstrous, beast, BIG REX tyrannosaurus rex, then suddenly, came a blinding white light that blinds the world as we hear a deafening loud, ear shattering boom and a

FLASH

Our Diabolical Wormhole fractal second now, happens when she is 24 years old, when she had just given birth to baby chrunchi : In Wormhole : Fractal : date = W.F.D. = time p.m. = 05:20:0188326 In afternoon :

ACTION - INSIDE BLACK ROOM WITH WHITE FOG AND A BED WITH TWO LAMPS ON BED TABLES!! IN THE BIG BLACK ROOM WITH BOUNDLESS MODULATING WALLS ANDS CEILING , SCANKEY IS KNEELING DOWN ON A LARGE FLOATING MATTRESS SURROUNDED BY WHITE FOG WITH SOMETHING IN IT?

[ SCANKEY ]

[ SCANKEY, after giving birth in the dark, we see her in the thick fog, seated up in the bed, propping her self up, and looking around in the dark room, for something! Then she stops turning her head around and looks straight at something that caught her attention! She sees something off in the distance on the floor, It's her baby! She had a baby boy, and the baby has white diapers on and nothing else, and is trying to walk, for the first time, but has trouble walking! And in its hand was a toy! A toy? The toy looks like a giant shiny metal machete sword, and the face of the baby, looks like CHRUNCHI'S, face! ]

[ SCANKEY ]

[ SCANKEY : listens in shock as her new born hiding in the white fog before her, calls out to her from afar saying ]

[ CHRUNCHI ]

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me a break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.17.5

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

[ SCANKEY ]

[ SCANKEY heard him, and couldn't believe it, what she heard was words to her, never heard or imagined, frightening her to death! And that voice :
It was an awful, It was an awful, no, worse, it was an evil sounding voice, that sent shivers up her spine! And the things it said scared her even more, right to her core she shook tumbling, she collapsed on the bed, she let her head dangle over the edge, her long hair hung down to the floor, then quickly, looked up and she stared out into the fog and watched her baby's head emerge out of the fog with a strange smile on his face! It was coming out towards her with a machete sword that was long, sharp, bright and shiny and he raised it up in the air! This was the first time she could see him real good, be it that he was growing up so fast, faster than he should! He looked at her! She looked at him with that knife in his hands, what she thought, and dismissed, was that was just his little play toy knife! Her feelings of fear went out the window and was replaced, with her over whelming feeling of a mothers love for her baby, no matter what, it said or looked like, took over her!
And with compassion and innocent and naiveness, only a mother understands and feels, she manages to smile and explained this
to her child, who she thinks is being playfully mischievous nothing more, and says to him in a soft gentle loving motherly voice : ]

[ SCANKEY ]

Sweet heart . . . you say its time to die?
Babies don't think about dying,
its time for you my love, to think only about for you to play and have fun in the sun! Eat candy and run be happy and enjoy your little life, my sweetie! Not dying!
Its time for you my love,
Its, its not, not time to die, you just arrived you don't have to fear about dying, or talk about that! Its time to smile, to play games, run and have fun in the outdoors!

You've got your whole, whole life ahead of you,
she said lovingly , innocently to her little baby! Totally un aware of what is about to happen!

[BABY CHRUNCHI ]

[ CHRUNCHI was slowly making his way to her, and he's peeking out at his mother through the thick white fog, and looked into her eyes with an angry scowl face on his baby face of an evil race, on her case!
And slowly his pleasant innocently looking outward face switch it did, to anger fit so harsh nothing of this world could subdue it!
Then,
quicker than the eyes could see, he sprang into her bed, jumped up on to the lap of his mother placed his baby hand on her neck to hold her, and was about to bring the sword down and behead her, but thanks to Scankey finally picking up on all the visual and verbal cues, she figured what time it was, and quickly moved her head aside, ducked back, as the knife slammed down slicing in the bed sheets next to her! Some times a loving mother is the last to see or admit to the truth and reality about a bad seed offspring, really being one!

She was catching on in time, It was mind blowing to her what her baby did, that he was of a mind to kill her, she had luckily jumped back further just in the nick of time as he tried it again,, ducking the big sword as he swung it towards her trying to cut her neck off, then what happen, was odder still, a odd strange sounding wind like a tornado was heard entering in the room shaking it this way and that, blowing everything around, and the bed shook wobbly, raised up off the floor like a platform suspended, just out of reached of her sick, sick baby that wanted to kill her like crazy!

That bed was just above his head! He couldn't touch it stretching up his hands, but he could definitely stab at it with his machete! He stood there looking up and tried several more times to grab the bed but it was just too high for him! Out of reach for the little bad baby! So instead, he started to go under the floating mattress and stick the long sharp knife into it hoping to kill his mother that way!

And so there he stood reaching up, standing under the floating Mattress with his mother on it, he stabbed it repeatedly, trying to get the knife to plunge through the mattress and impale his mother with it! He was smiling evilly pompasphisicating, luxuriating in his mad twisted emotional sorcery to inflict upon her, mortal injury!

It was some thing the baby, he got to, he got to, he had to doooooo! And try he will till dead she be this was destiny, his raw death wish mortality!
The smile from his face, bled an evil trace, yes, that one could believe, that there was never, an ounce, not one ounce
of good in him!

What ever goodness in him Scankey saw, was
all in her motherly benign mind, made so by motherhoods good genes kinds, which blinds a mother permanently to think that her baby is perfect, only good things she can believe about their babies! They're always good in their, eyes! Even if the rest of world thinks other wise, differently with verifiable proof, in reality in his heart from the start, choreographed and marked she was for death by him, so'ith be'ith as in the languages of death, that say'ith this : Fijhu rabgudinon arch charrrrr! Maja runda pa lab' biodhabish bulimjima lohicoldpus!

Yesssss, yes! Good, had disappeared, his smile so wild, replaced with an angry scow, growl this child did, as this child wearing now an evil smile stood under the mattress looking up at it, licking its lips ! Sticking out his tiny red baby tongue, and licking his lower lip nervously and thinking!

And the little baby looked so angry, frustrated it seems, that he couldn't get her! Then, as he raised up the knife and his altered crazy mind in strife and energized, jumped up repeated, became more energized with the knives, jabbing at the mattress like a mad man, he belonged to a mad tribe, trying to stab his mother as she lay!
The knife passed through the soft mattress this way and that like butter to his mud der this way,
and cut her on the face on her right cheek, split second later on her left! Almost got her in the eye, she moved, but now it got her in the crack of her ass, luckily she moved fast, it only the cut the bed sheet in half!

Then, he stopped, lower his sword down! He tilted his head and put his hand to his ear as if he wanted to hear something better! And looked like he was listening to someone telling him something? Someone telling him something, something we couldn't hear, he smiled, blinked his eyes a few times, and nodded, and now stridently again raised up the long sword! He made a sudden forward thrust with his arm outstretched trusting it with power, determined to get her! He stabbed again cut her on the arm, blood came out in a storm, he jumped and sensing something telling him to be stealthy and tilt the machete sword's angle blade just so, and with gusto and all his energy, did so fast, he leaped up stuck it through the mattress jabbed it into her vagina twice! Scankey's pain was insane, insane agony inhumane, and the bloody deed was done! He did, he couldn't see it, but he sensed it! He grins evilly as she, as she screams out! ]

[SCANKEY ]

OW OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
YAAAAOW Owwwwwwwwwwwwww ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh helppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp nooooooooooooooooooooooooooahiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii bad baby bad babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

[ BABY CHRUNCHI ]

[ BABY CHRUNCHI, smiles, rolling his eyes in his head, vetting a sinful grin calls out as if he was calling her a million miles away :]

OH . . . Mud derrrrrrrrr!

He would pause a second, as his voice sounds as if its extremely far off in the distance, seemly echoes back and forth on the canyons walls of time!

OH . . . Mud derrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
OH . . . Mud derrrrrrrrr!!

OH . . . Mud derrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
OH . . . Mud derrrrrrrrr!!

Do you hear me now, mud da?
Its time . . . to die eyeeeeeeeeee!

[ Then, as he stood under the big mattress floating in the air, like another world rare, he saw there, the red blood in the mattress first oozed, then dribbled, dripping down staining a big red mark in the center bottom of the mattress, that was circular,
grew in size! And grew wider still like a big red stain in the bed!
He knew he did, he knew his knife had met his mark, this was not a lark, and now was the time to finish his mother off for good! Put her down!
So he was determined to get on top of the mattress! So he put a chair there, and stood back and ran and jumped up there, onto the mattress, and ran over to her and fast as the eye could see, he instantly swung the sword around and cut off her head you see, then he called and whistled for his little pet dog fido, and his pet doggie, fido the dog came out of nowhere, and jumped onto the mattress and Baby Chrunchi, patted fido on the head, smiled, and without warning chopped off fido's head too!

WAM, WAM , WAM SLICE!

So now the smiling baby Chrunchi had two heads, his mothers and the fido's head! So off he went, and he took a magic thick needle, and thread, and sewed his mothers head, onto the dogs body, and when the grisly operation was done, he patted his mother on her head!
And his mother, who somehow was still alive, he made her look in the mirror at the reflection of her new self! Chrunchi thought she looked great and was smiling approvingly, and nodded his head up and down, like he liked it, and was excited about what he did to her!
He successfully was able to get her head sewn on tight to the dogs body! Scankey who, with a dogs body, was standing there stoically on her new four legs in front of the big mirror! Yes, the body of the dog, was now a part of her! Baby Chrunchi, thought this great operation made it possible for Scankey to have a new life! This body was the new Scankey! But she was not impressed! She stared at her self in the mirror and her mouth dropped wide open, and tears popped out of her eyes, down her face! It was a surprise birthday present!

Scankey's head and neck was attached to the dogs big body, and she had four dog legs now, and luckily her head, she could move it and talk too! What Chrunchi had done was perform a stunning supernatural miracle operation, like no other, and now, Scankey was a phenomenal rarity! But with a mad baby, in fractal time anything can happen and does!

And now, and now poor Scankey, she looked at her self in the mirror, boy, she thought, It was a big change! How will she re arrange her life? How will she eat? How will she go to the bathroom? What will her friends say?

Does she get dressed? How can she use her hands to pick up something? How, will she have sex?

Perplexed, she was to say the least! And thousands of questions about her new life flooded her brain making her insane! It all happened so fast, future present and past! Future, present and past!

And she couldn't believe it!
And she just couldn't believe it! She looked at her self, did a double take, her heart ached
looking at her self again in the mirror! it was all too Corvor'conian!
It was too, too, too much for her! The girl went nuts and cried and cried her eyes out! They fell on the floor, she picked them back up and put them back in! And all this and the intensity of the pain, alone, and of all this was making her go totally insane!

A big nasty, looking red worm fell off the ceiling on to her and it was wiggling!

[ SCANKEY ]

YA YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Oh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooo This can beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee . . .HELPPP HELP MEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa this is impossible, helppppppppppppp meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee OMG! Oh, noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo . . .

[ 2 ]

And Scankey, she jumps off the bed and runs away!
And here now, clueless,
baby Chrunchi stands there looking at her running from him,

and, felt shocked! Chrunchi thought she'd be happy! Baby Chrunchi thought she be happy! Thinking, to him self, what the devil was wrong with mother? What was the matter with her? Didn't she know? Theres a time a time a time to end life and come back as something else, in life! Did she ever hear of fractal re-incarnation?

And this was her time to die, and come back as something else, its written in the sky, he thought, and the sight of her trying to flee upset him greatly! He couldn't figure it out!
He couldn't figure, he could not understand?
The evil fractal forces gave him the powers of a special babyman, and will 'ist this force before it began, in the past was written, she would run further into the future, can whoosh she ran, followed by a babeeeeeeeee man,? Run she did heaven forbid in to a babies mind of evils crib?

Baby looked sad! A tear formed in his eye, and he lost his smile!

Things in force were not going as planed for him, he thought to himself!
And you could just hear the disappointment he felt in his voice as he yelled out to her again and again letting her know . . . what she's got to know . . .

[ BABY CHRUNCHI ]

OH . . . Mud derrrrrrrrr!
OH . . . .
Mudderrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Mudderrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Its time . . . to die
Mud daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Time . . . to die
Mud daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Time . . . to die eyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

And one could see as you looked at him, this being was here driven by the counter-play of retribution, by the power of evil, and obsessional bias subconsciously or not, was making his nightmare mind rot with hatred! This counter-play was being played by the hidden lady player, her royal highness Sharkkadoom, who plays with time past present and future, trying to break Captain Roy's brain not just in two, but in four, and by the looks of him too, looks like he will go insane, for the constant barrage of gut wrenching emotional imagery, has taken its toll on him, has scared the mind tissues in his brains cells! He can barely watch this never ending nightmare any more! Besides that since Sharkkadooms, is controlling his eyes, and is not permitting his eyes to close, he can't blink his eyelids!
And has had his eyelids held open all this time! All this time!
And his eyes hurts, but he was forced to watch! Still he hangs in there, hangs in there, trying desperately too hold out thinking, hoping help is on the way,
that, the great Zotocon, Jack Sawed off, will get here to save him somehow, somehow, someway!

Meanwhile,

You could feel that Chrunchi's emotions were raw, palpable pure, unabashed hatred of Scankey! You could hear it in his voice, see it in his face! He was outraged she would dare run from him!

What she did , she got up and ran off the bed, ran off the bed, left him alone instead, and ran, and ran!
He growled angrily like insane man, realizing his mother jumped off the bed, to him , his motives were benign, he made her better, really transformational superior to what she was before, he thought!

She had four legs instead of two that's all she had before, in this context what more could she possibly ask for? He pared her down did he not? She was compacted, no big breasts weighing her down now! She doesn't appreciate this, he should get a kiss, a kiss for all he has done?
Fleeing out the door, made him sore, leaving him alone, whats more, why was she running from home, for her life through the city streets to live down below in a dirty city full of strife? Why? It was a profound mystery to him, making him looking through his prism of hate, hating her more, as he raised up slowly, his knife once more, to settle this score!

And Baby Chrunchi, now rose to his feet, and this baby, got mad, a temper tantrum it had,
it began to jump up and down, jump up and down, in the bed and jumping off the bed it leaped up and flew in the air ! She didn't knew, her baby is after her too! Scankey has a head start, or so she thinks! She runs and runs and runs back to the city, it's her home town, it's her neighborhood, so she runs home but the robot doorman at her apartment building stops her entrance, dare he, and confronts her? Her?
Won't let her in because no dogs are allowed! She waves her tail to no avail! A fat red worm falls on her again, and smiles! Her eyes spins wild! The lights go on and off and change colors in the lobby as if possessed, as the robot doorman gets angry and throws her out!

[ 3 ]

[THE ROBOT DOORMAN ]

[ THE ROBOT DOORMAN ON SEEING THIS GIRLDOG JACKEL RUN INTO THE LOBBY TELLS IT . . .]

NO DOGS ALLOWED, GET OUT, NO go, go way No dogs are allowed inhere, Get out! Go on, scat!

He yells and waves her away,

She is in shock runs away down around the corner looking for a place to hide!
But people in the street stop stare and gather around, some start to take pictures of the curiosity and other started to scream and get scared?
The baby comes sees the people gathering around, hides the sword in the corner, and yells out to the towns people

[ BABY CHRUNCHI ]

she beat him, and tried to kill him,

She attacked me!

[ A LADY PASSING BY ]

[ A woman walks by and is drawn to stop and take a look at the commotion going on in the street, shocked at whats going on, she hears what the child is saying and says ]

What ? Oh thats awful, what is that thing?

She said looking at Scankey trembling and walking backward away from them!

[ BABY CHRUNCHI ]

And she bite me! I am so scared!
I want my mud der!

and starts to make believe he's crying

Waa waa . . . Oh boo hooooo!

[ BABY CHRUNCHI ]

[ CHRUNCHI hiding in the crowd, now turns to using Ventriloquism, throws his voice pretends he is someone else in the crowd and yells,

Look, look over there. . . that, dog it's not human! I saw it crawl out of the sewers! It's a demon! It must be killed! She tried to bite me, and tried to kill me too!

Another man with long wet shiny hair, sees Scankey looking like a dog, and yells pointing to Scankey,

[ DARK SHADOWY MAN WITH WET LONG HAIR ]

[ He yells out angrily and sounding like he knows of what he speaks, saying in a very emotional persuasive tone : ]

That thing!
Hear me! I have seen those things before! Those evil things that crawl on all fours! They're from an evil planet! Come to take over ours!
This thing is out to kill us . . . its a threat to all humanity! It's out to kill us!

Angry crowds of towns people surround her, some are heard yelling, urging the others to go after the thing running in the streets. . . . . a voice is heard yelling

[ A LADYS VOICE NERVOUSLY YELLS ]

What the [BLEEP ] is that? What is that? Is that a dog? A dog with a head, a girls head?

[ ANOTHER VOICE OF A MAN ]

Is it person? No! It, it can't be!

[ ANOTHER VOICE ]

We, we what ever it is we've got to kill it!
It, it wants to take over our world, we got to kill the thing now! Don't let it get away!
It's a Jinmenken demon! Come every body! Don't, don't let it escape!

Says one construction workman as he grabs a shovel and holds it high in the air and starts running after the thing, trying to bash its head in!

[ 4 ]

[ BABY CHRUNCHI ]

[ BABY CHRUNCHI sees people gathering and wants to appeal to their paternal psychological emotional empathy, so he once more resorts to be a helpless victim , he cries, he cries like a little baby! ]

Wa waaaaaaaaaa, Boo hooo boo hooo wa waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! it bit me it bit me waaaa oh wass boo hoo!
And it works, the people , the people on hearing the little baby screams, they're instantly angered and get concerned and form a lynch, mob, and now the whole town is mad and are after her , they are chasing her and as the crowds gets bigger they begin to light torches, and to throw stones and rocks at her! Somebody happens by, who practices sports archery, with a bow and arrow shoots her in the head with an arrow! She screams, and runs away with it sticking out of head, and as somebody else shoots laser beams at her, she ducts down an alley full of alley cats and they attack her and bite her in the face, and she jumping around all over the place trying to get them off her! They jumped on her ripping her to pieces, she without time to think good, or do anything better, escapes by quickly running and jumping into open back doors of a passing compactor, garbage truck for safety! She jumps in and its smelly and full of flies, and they fly out, and you can her them buzzing all over the place. . .

[ BUZZZ BUZZ BUZZ ]

and the trucks big heavy powerful metal compactor door comes down on her and is
crunching, and crunching and
squeezing her into the mushy stuff inside . . .
AND NOW THINGS START TO GET ROUGH FOR SCANKEY, as the crowds start to chant . . . . .

[ PEOPLE ]

[ Crowds of angry people surround the truck hitting it with poles and throwing rocks, and banging on it sides and setting it on fire with torches . . . and chanting again and again angrily ]

[ Time to die! Time to die! Time to die. . . Time to die Time to die Time to die!
Time to die! Time to die! Time to die. . . Time to die Time to die Time to die! ]

[ 5 ]

The compactor makes an awfully loud mechanical sounds that scream out in the night, " Roaring Roarrinnneennnn "as inside the garbage truck compactor, its black dark and stink! She hears the little mice and flies thats been hiding in the garbage cry out as they get crunched :

[ mice ]

criii criiiiii oh criiiiiii chriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

[ flies ]

Bbbuzzzzzzzzzzzzzzziiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

She didn't know it, but one of the alley cats that had followed her in, gets its head caught in the door,
as it comes down on its head crushing it! It skull cracks! It makes a loud noise . . .

POW,

Hearing that made Scankey, realize she had made a big mistake jumping into the compactor! But Scankey thought to her self, you can't cry over split milk, and now she gets the picture! Theres a whole new world in here fractally, that
Scankey did not expect to confront her,
as she is laying in the garbage, dying, crying and in pain alone by her self and feeling the garbage all around her being slowly crushed, and compressed!

Just then, . . . it turns in to the foundational constructionally similarity
to an actual," Black Hole." compressing elements with such force magically, that it seems to her, it has the equivalency to the mass and weight of up to 10 billion suns. The weight on her is insane to comprehend! In the garbage, discards of life, get all clumped up together in dense, mushy, really, really
stink, liquids clusters of sewage and mushy rubbish, all smashed up and Scankey like everything else inhere through repeated mergers,
Scankey has issues, and gets pist off! And it goes with saying, with the bad smell in here, she loses her composure, and she is not her self anymore! But, she thinks to her self ; looking on the good side! She was always an optimist and when she was little, she always wanted to know whats its like to live in a black hole, so now at the end of her life she gets her wish! Kind of!

But, now things were getting a little rough!
The immense gravity of these black holes was dragging all manner of bad feelings of doom towards her! It was like a room getting smaller, closer, the walls caving in inch by inch, and and the stink, stinking, Oder was making her feel sick to her stomach, making her really, really feel awful! And that as much as she tried to, she could not give up! She wanted to live! Something however in the black hole was ravenously feeding off her emotions, destroying her! The transformation of her into something else, was now, in the powers of the universe, out of her hands !

Beside, everything that was happening to this poor girl her, her belt appeared around her midsection again, and lo and behold it started acting up!

And it began to work! It began working making her get sleepy! So sleepy, she just had close her eyes and to go to sleep!

So, this was the good news!

This is why she went to the Doctor in the first place!
She's finally getting sleepy, but this is no time to sleep, but she's hasn't had a wink of sleep all day! But hers, is a horrible fate, she was to die, so she thought you can't die if you're sleeping so she went to sleep!

[ SCANKEY ]

HOONNNNKZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ, shoeeeeeeeeeeezzzzzzzzzzz
HOONNNNKZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzz,zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz shoeeeeeeeeeeezzzzzzzzzzz . . .

as we hear her snoring, we can't help hearing, the loud popping and crazy cracking sounds of bones, bottles, chairs and metals being snapped into, and everything inside getting crushed! An as poor Scankey gets CRUNCHED in a black hole of the Garbage truck, meanwhile outside the garbage truck,

The blinding head lights of the truck shining britely out in the night, turns into Chrunchi's eyes, and the truck looks alive with a strange kind of spirit, and looks as if it is him, and he smiles satisfied he has his prize inside, and is oh boy by the sounds of the burning Garbage truck makes, Chrunchi, is crunching, crunching her up!
And Scankey, she starts screaming hysterically, uncontrollably, as she gets smashed and crunched, crunched, and crunched by Chrunchi!
And the scene ends as her luck inside the belly of the burning garbage truck, that the people are still trying to set a on fire, it finally bursts in to flames, the flames all yellow and orange light up the sky, and loud, loud explosions are heard! Her luck finally runs out!

[ 6 ]

ACTION END OF SCENE EXT -NIGHT

[ and the scene ends as we hear SCANKEY screaming, and The cries of CHRUNCHI and the PEOPLE outside chanting all together in a mad mix of convoluted dream states, of chaotic avalanche of sounds sometimes synchronized sometimes not, echoing in the night. . . . as the camera fades to black on the screen we hear SCANKEY screaming and Baby Chrunchi, and the other people screaming as their yelling slowly fades ending into silence as the scene ends ! ]

[ SCANKEY ]

OMG! OH No noooooooooooooooooo
Help helppppppppppppppppppp ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh helppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp nooooooooooooooooooooooooooahiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii bad baby bad babyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww Roy are you Are coming to help me Roy?

[ CHRUNCHI ]

OH . . . Mud derrrrrrrrr!
OH . . . .
Mudderrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Mudderrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Its time . . . to die

[ PEOPLE ]

[ Time to die! Time to die! Time to die. . . Time to die Time to die Time to die!
Time to die! Time to die! Time to die. . . Time to die Time to die Time to die! ]

But just then ?

[ 7 ]

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me a break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, They got all issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.17.6

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

and just then, suddenly we saw a big white

Flash!

that lit up the world!
A big flash of white light flashes and is gone and we slip backwards in fluid time, enter a deep dark mysterious jungle scene returning back in time where Chrunchi had taken on the form of BIG REX tyrannosaurus monster, and Scankey , helpless, was standing in front of him, he had placed his mouth down to the ground, and poor Scankey pondering the futileness of her situation, was thinking seriously, about jumping up onto and his lip and crawl in between his giant white teeth, to kill her self and end this nightmare, once and for all! ]

ACTION -EXT JUNGLE SCENE

[ Scankey's is alive in a dreamworld! Instigated by the mind master, her self, her Royal Highness SharkkaDoom, inside a nightmare in Chrunchi's head! In which she has a spurned disgruntled, past time love entity, out of Scankey's past known to her as Chrunchi,
revengefully out of spite pursuing Scankey now, in the form of a bodacious tyrannosaurus BIG REX, man beast creature, hunting her down, sexually, mentally, psychologically, emotionally, Scankey ,terrified, beaten, traumatized and crying hopelessly, as she stands cornered by him as he is about to eat her, swallow her down whole, like a little chunk of fresh red meat! What can she do? Escape ? No!
What would you do if you were she? Prepare to die? Dare we look in now to see . . . . ]

[ SCANKEY ]

[SCANKEY'S we see her now, standing in front of the monsters mouth! Scankey, is filled with Sadness, dreariness, she stands wobbly like a doomed hopeless reck of a person! Scankey's covers up one of her eyes, as she stumbles forward, crying, sobbing as she slowly fearfully walks toward his waiting open giant mouth!
She looks at, the unbelievable big mouth of the monster! She looks into the mouth lined on both sides with giant pointy teeth! She glances up! The rows of long teeth on his top jaw are dripping down drops of saliva! She looks into the interior of mouth darkness!

Scankey, feeling lost and defeated, desiring to commit suicide now, once and for all by entering in his mouth.

[ TYRANNOSAURUS BIG REX MAN BEAST CREATURE CHRUNCHI ]

[ It lets out a happy deep soft murmurs, delighted she crawling towards him ]

woooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ermmmmmmmmmmmm

[ He seeing her , this represents a desire coming to fruition for Big Rex! He is optimistic she's psychologically beaten, psychologically dead, her nuero plasticity and cognitive reasoning plainly is seen deteriorating now! And now she will voluntarily seek him to out kill her, too!

Delicious!
He gets hungry just thinking about it too! Its to him a triump!

And this invariably gets him excited!
The monster, acting more like a spoil bratty dog now, or a big rat, begins rapidly, wagging his big giant tail in the air, thats a long as river, and big as a house, sideways and slams his giant tail down with bang, and a

BOOM

against he ground, the ground shakes and swoons, and its causing a big dust cloud to rise up, in such a thick form, you can't see anything! ]

[ SCANKEY]

[authors note this exposit entitled [ DOWN ON HER KNEES BEFORE BIG REX ] will be cut from the script ]

[ DOWN ON HER KNEES BEFORE BIG REX ]

[ What a dialectically bizarro world, Scankey has found her self into? Scankey we see her! She looks dirty, dressed in ripped clothing's, thats dirty, her hair unkempt, and its evident by her decrepit look, her actions, behaviors, her prefrontal cortex is not functioning appropriately for sure in this fractal time, has she lost her mind, where reigns a monsters mind, surrounded by slums of the bad mind gone mad, she, justifiably sad, has been pursued by a diabolically monomaniacal killerferic complex entity, relentlessly seeking her carnage of her raw meat bare! Hide, no for her . . . no where!

Scankey, here, comes to the realization of her defeat! Its no use! Overhanging her self is the head of a monster the size of mountain, she contemplates this : she will end her life, within its mouth open, its giant jaws open, its giant tongue before her, this is her reality, her fate, the amount of the things she has seen is so much more that she can bare, she is desperate to flee here, but it is a futility!

But she knows she cannot escape, she is the lost one!

She has one thought now to throw down her life, be ended , be free of this never ending misery!
Yes, this thing she is about to do, is pivotal, undoable, it is suicide
but, her reason, eye witness to all that has happened to her withdraws from thinking with logic! She, her logic, injured, traumatized, beaten serves her no more, as, she goes insane!

She has done everything to gain her freedom, get away from it and failed, again and again! The monster waits for her, patiently as if it can read her thoughts! And he finds joy in her desperation! JOY!
Its is a monster that is more, it is a complex fractal entity in the form of a monster, settling a score!

And diabolically knows for her what is in store!
How, how, how do you fight something like that, fight such a thing, asks she thinking to her self in misery?
Its a monster,
who will not let me be,
Its a monster,
who will not let me be free,

Its a monster,
who will not let me see, anyway out but death in its mouth!
No, no never, no matter what I do, no matter where I go it will follow! And kill me one way or the other!

Scankey, She recognizes this is the time, to decide,
she can't escape, she tried,
she can't escape she has cried, she has hide, talk to who, who is there to confide?
Is it the bottom line, struggle continuously inside, or commit suicide

And what for?

Relief,
relief,
relief!
She . . . She can't take anymore!

All to often when a person, when a person is faced, with horrible, horrible events in life, with insurmountable dilemmas in a dream, or reality, with impossible odds against them, they faint, black out, its too much for them, sections of the dream like, pseudo primal mind, embedded in ones gene pool reservoir core, options do pour, purportedly, offering unreal alternatives, that sets in as real, and again, concedes a path to their wishes direction, allows him/ herself, to dip in into the primate framing the framework, where somewhere in the past, human genes mixed in the bird traits dynamic, in its evolution, and the mind hits a band-width initiating the impulse, in the person to try to flee by flying! Scankey's mind, in this point in time, has reached that boundary wall tall, she's under extreme mental duress all, hers eyes going spinning in her head, see blood up ahead, hers is a story that won't rest, that only choice left, she will again, fly, fly fly . . . like she did before waving her two arms and try to fly and flee, and lo and behold under the magic tree of times in the minds, and also hidden under the cover of all that thick blinding dust, the beast thing makes, stomping his feet, and waving beating down his tail, she does so successfully! . . . fly away and flee, flee, flee . . . he because of all the dust has lost sight of her, but she is up in the air somewhere! Some where free! ]

[ SCANKEY ]

[ We look , and as we see her, as we see her, we can just tell by looking, things have not gone well for this person! We find out more about her, by the telling aspect on her face! We come to see her, to look into her face up close . . . carefully and we see her . . . and she is trembling, we come, see her in a different light! A trusting girl trying to hold on to life with all her might! When we look at her we questions our selves and try to put in perspective . . . have you seen a face like hers that has faced death? What does a face that has faced death look like? It can look like and pretend its owner is just fine, when he's or /she's not! We hide from others who we love, ourselves ourselves we know who we are. . . Just stare at her and you'll see! Hers is face that shows she's been through hell and back, in a bleak, black destiny! Her eyes lids droop down, her eyes, dead look in them, her lips although still beautiful are turned downward and sad, and chapped and flaky dry as is her skin, cracked and dim! Devoid of blushes! Ready to be buried! Her her eyes look dazed, as if she's about to dose off and die! No sparkle in her eye! Her once beautiful hair, no shine, is filthy, dusty, for the plants leaves of this world, of this jungle world, produces a fine, flaky green dust that floats in the air like fogs everywhere, floating in misty drifts, and its in her hair too, like mud! She blinks her eyes as she wipes her face! And strains to see through the clouds of dusty fogs all around her! She, she is lost! She does not pretend to be happy! She shows it, that death upon her has kissed. ]
she utters slowly, a few words that halted, broken, trembling, but holds a spark of hope . . .

OMG, what a fog OHhhhh . . . nooooo . . wait a second I think . . . wait a minute here, this might be my chance to get away . . I can't believe I said that but I did ! I need, I oh please back to life, back to reality,
OMG, back to life back to reality . . . I've, I've got to, got to try . .

[ And after saying that to her self, she knows time, time has risen up for action, its either now or never!
There's a chilling nervous, unease she feels, despite it, she puts her trepidations aside! The woman, who wants to hide, was always a gutsy person before, star Scankey, looked out and up , saw the dust winds swirled around, was blinding everything including the monster! Scankey, she all of sudden, she gets a grip of her self, regains her composure, tries to be the brave person she once was, . . . pushes her long hair out of her face, realizes this is an opportunity! Scankey in an instant, forgets about dying, forgets about her humiliation, pain, wants to live again, be free, decides to flee, while he can't see!

She initiates a bold attempt, as before with all her heart, mind, body and soul! She went in her primate mentality state to initiate flying like a primate bird, she remembered however when successfully she did that last time, the fact she using a old animal technology up against the high tech monster, the creature he over rode her attempt by somehow sucking the air she was flying in back into his mouth and she failed flying away from him that time! So she won't try that again! So this time, Scankey, knew she would have to be tech savvy ! Now in her time, her generation was introduced in school to multiple advanced mind over matter technologies, and the one time technology, she contends would serve her well now, if she can achieved it, is called Rem-b-light!

Remblight is a mind to rem dream transit system process where you garner the electricity in your brain, emploded yourself mentally into a point of light, during the first stages of REM sleep, when the brain is most susceptible to visualizations of the inner self to the outer self subconsciously, and, here, by closing your eyes and imagining what you want to do and thinking you take yourself to a place you want to go to, or see or do something and return back to where you started, but with the memory of acting or taking an action in another time and place, and accomplishing your goal! So again, its primates mind based, and survival activated, activated into reality resorted to, only a last resort before death to avoid death, is when it usually succeeds, and now thought Scankey, she's about as close to dying as she'll ever be, so why the hell not try!

So she's at the point of dying, so now is as good as time as any! So acting quickly she followed the protocols she studied back in grade school and now instead of flapping her arms up and down trying to fly up off the ground like a bird, she goes into a mental state in the Dibung region of her subconscious and sends out a Doppelganger , which is a paranormal double of a living person, but this person is of her self, that like a soul double, and she imagines her self back home in the hotel where she was staying! There, she, like everybody else has access to what they call, " Do'ers, " which are slave bots, that do routine chores for them! So, she goes mentally into her room, and thinks, and transmits via her implant, to activate one of her a slava-bots skylark retriever mechanisms. Thats what you might call a small mobile unmanned drone delivery mechanism, and in its interface, she inputs her location and coordinates, in 3D space in fractal time, so it can come and rescue her by picking her up off the ground, and fly her away from the BIG REX ! The Do'er mech's, its speed and power she thought, would be so fast that it would achieve a breakaway velocity , that even if the monster saw her, he could not suck her back to him and she'd zoom accelerating at top speed and escape his mind to brain gravity sphere of influences and escape him!

She recalls luckily what her teacher told her in school about how to access Rem-B-light! :

[ TEACHER IN SCHOOL ]

"Think, think, be like a monk silent and alone in your head, thoughts with one purpose in your thinking strong determined instead,
and unbreakable, strong be you, and do your wish, and it will said and done, done in this and the double kingdom done! "

In other words, thought scankey, it came down to will power! She must be strong! She must be determined, and her will power will be unbreakable, and what she said will be done in this and double kingdom come!

She and her mind is numb! This fear, this fear, the
whole thing she has got to got too overcome! She is so scared of him!

But just then a Do-er drone from home materializes, stretches out its arms, picks her up off the jungle floor, and is gone! She smiles beguiled by herself, she smiles again happy! Still in her heart she's scared, oh yes! She's scared of heights and scared of him too more so!
Scared, scared , scared, she flies away while he is unaware . . . before he can tell, he thinks she's in the dust, still in front of him, he is blinded by dusty fogs too, she's over his head, and gone too! She knows this and as she spots him way down below she smiles, . . .

and , starts to fly away optimizing breakaway velocities, and makes it far from him! And disappears before he can find her! She could not for saw it, that she could do this, but she happily did! Happily did! She put her hands out stretched in front of her, and as if propelled by the good forces of the universes that be, we're seeing her flying off high in the heavens for a new destiny, and disappears from sight like tiny free bird in flight! ]

[ 2 ]

The drone, flies her home, sailing through the skies, she reaches the town where lives, flies over her neighborhood and goes back to her hotel down below!
Once she descends down on the roof, she throws a blanket around her and takes the stairs instead of Air portals, so she doesn't run into anybody! She's so ashamed of her appearance! She doesn't want anybody to see her!
[ Air portals are mechanism like elevators ! ]
She gets back to her apartment, closes the door, and leans back against the door and breathes out a big sigh of relief! She home, she tells her self! Its hard for her to believe, to believe she actually did it!

She's scared nervous, thinking out loud to her self,

[ SCANKEY ]

Dam, dam so much BS, I have been through! Too much! I am all straws, talk about a heck-tic life, mine is crazy! And what I got to do is get my shit together! "Oh, force put me on course," I really need your help! You see a girl who needs four arms to do all that she must . . not enough time, and I will be dam, if I am not in a rush! Well my journey of escape starts now with one step! Wash my self off is the first step!!

I, I, need a less stressful life, I mean that! Dam, I think for a lot of experiences I 've had, Its a miracle I am not mad!

I don't know. Maybe I am? Maybe?
Not understanding the uncertainty that surrounds me, ditto, intensifies the pressure, I have my self to blame I guess? What do I draw from all this?
Death follows me, not understanding why? Not understanding why, is killing me?

How is this moment of freedom, I have now, how will it change me? It will be what I make it to be! It will be what it be! And I desperately got to do things right, now!

I can't fail!
I can't fail oh noooooooooo . .

I want to get out of town fast, need to dump my self in the tub, rid myself of all this green dust in my hair, nails toenails every wear! I've got to leave, I've got to . . .

but she looks a wreck, dress in rags, filthy and smelly, she got to go to the bathroom, and when she looks at herself in the mirror, she bowled over how dirty she looks!
She's shocked, and can't believe how she looks, her hair is really horrible, leaves and twigs caught in it, she's dirty, from head to foot, and tells the shower to run!

[ SCANKEY ]

SHOWER TURN! A NICE WARM TEMPERATURE PLEASE!

[ SCANKEY tells a robotic Do'er she named TA, TA, to get her clothes and put them on her bed! ]

[ SCANKEY ]

TA, TA,

[ TA TA ]

Yes lady Star! "Oh My," said TA,TA when she first spotted Scankey looking like a reck . . . Star Lady you look like you went to a war zone!

[SCANKEY ]

YEAR, I STEPPED OUT ON THE WILD SIDE AND," GOT MY BELL RUNG,"

Look I 'll explain later,

[TA, TA, ]

OH OK!

[ SCANKEY ]

Right now . . .
quick TA, TA, I got to fix myself up fast, I am going to take a bath and pack somethings! I want you to help right away . . . look for my Things and drop them on the bed . . I need, like er um, er
bluejeans and panties, oh year, my bra, and my white over blouse I like, and find my nail file and red nail polish! OH man I can't believe I am home! You, you don't know what you got till its gone!

[ SCANKEY ]

TA,TA!

Oh my gosh, I just remembered my things! Oh my! I lost, i lost them … Oh nooooooooo . . . my stuff my necklaces, jewelry and delicacies!

I lost everything in the
she stopped, she was going to say jungle, but, she stopped her self, it would of sounded ludicrous to her the word jungle even for a Do'er she would as would anyone have a avalanche of questions so instead she told a little white lie, to avoid being questioned, not that being questioned by a Do'er would be a problem! Its just she her self, haven't figured out how, to tell the truth, and when the truth is impossible what do you do?
You Lie!

Soldiers in war, who commit Atrocities do it, world dictators who treat their citizens like shit do it, so it should not be surprising, out of humiliating shame, Scankey would lie too! She continued . . . .
. . . .

I lost them in transit in a Zippy ship! TA, TA, could you replicate my favorites! You know, the, the Jerry-girl neck bands in gold metalics , just input the names jerry-girl series, and it will know what to do, and input Bobby, Bunches, just input that in and it will replicate just what I need! Oh yes, I am gone need some shoes, input Scankey shoe blue, and Scankey golden shoe, and tap in some shoes laces called clouds, and that should do it, I think!
I want to leave this place looking as nice as I arrived!

Said Scankey, she wants to be like before, she hungers for it! All the things she took for granted. Are gone, her very sense of self is twisted, distorted and crying for inner healing! She wants to feel that which she dare not think of, She wants to hope!
Hope!
She's hurting inside! Hurting in her, mind!

The wounds she carries will last forever! It will be impossible to forget being tortured, mentally crushed, and physically abused, and traumatized! All those experiences still vividly real in her head, will require a long , long road back to recovery!
She is losing her mind, she knows it! She is not stable, her head fills with crazy ideas, and fears! Still, . . . She must find the strength!
She must find the strength in her self!
If she cannot, if she does not, no one can! She will go mad! So much work, so hard, that which before was easy takes on a new weight! All she must do now is bathe, get dressed, eat, leave! Sounds so easy but the easy is not, when your mind rots!

[ 3 ]

[ SCANKEY ]

[ Scankey raising her voice addresses her Do'er . . ]

TA, TA YOU JUST DO WHAT I SAY, AND EVERYTHING WILL BE GREAT OK, HUN,

She said, while she hopped into her shower, Now she was taking a nice warm bath, it felt so wonderful! So wonderful! she thought, its amazing how something so basic, can feel so good! She is so, so embarrassed, of how she looks . . but now it didn't matter, soon she'd be clean, no more bad Oders, clean fresh, and new! A new time!

And, Scankey, was tired of thinking of the past, she's just stands up in the shower, leans her head against the bathroom wall, and let the vigorous stream of warm water fall! It falls, pours all over her! Washing off the travails of life she watches the dirty water go down the drain, perhaps perhaps insanity is not her future perhaps hope is!

It felt so relaxing, and recovering, all things considered, she was lucky girl, she thought! Scankey, thought deeply to her self, to her Do'er, just the act of talking to her Do'er seemed like an achievement. Just the act of breathing was a fractal miracle in its self! She watched the robot go about caring out her requests, and although it was nothing in particular, it was healing for Scankey, to see that the reality she knew still exists! She missed it terribly!

Nothing has listened to her, and done what she wanted for a long time, it was food for her lost raped soul!
She was . . . So grateful, so grateful, she made it out alive!

Afterwards, when she had a little time to think good about her situation, She decided to get going while the going was good! She wanted out of the city, out of this world! Like now!

So, without waisting time, Without even bothering to sleep in her, " Oh so comfortable, brand named, "plamsamama," mattress, She pops a pill to give her, energy and keep her awake! She immediately, after getting dressed, with the help of Ta, Ta, packs her bags hurriedly, she wishes she could take TA,TA but it's not hers, it belongs to the hotel, and comes with the hotel room service, so she gives farewell, and leaves it inside the apartment!

Now with pink suitcases all packed, we see, all dressed up. She got on the jewelry and earrings TA, TA, made for her, in the replicator, and her hair is styled in waves thanks to Ta, TA, and she is looking sharp!

We see her now, struggling with the suitcases in the hallway, dragging them to get down the long hall towards the Air portals!

So she's making her way down the hallway to the Air Portals, when she spots someone she knows, a cute guy named Rivet , the young handsome building engineer she knows that works in the building! He walks towards her, accompanied by one of his, metal friends! A tall, thin, shiny, brite hybridized slimmed down versions, of a Ro0ci3 robot, at his side, that he nicked name, "muscle head"!
His Ro0ci3, the one he calls Muscle head, came made from a good series, which were built to look approximating, like a person, except for the skin color, was used to help him maintain the hotel in good working order!
And Rivet, sees the pretty girl, up ahead, and like bee attracted to honey, waves and smiles engagingly!

[ RIVIT ]

Hi,
he says in a rough voice, but likable manor! His brown greenish eyes sparkling, like spring is in the air!

[SCANKEY ]

[ SCANKEY impressed with his walk replies : ]

Hi she replies back, smiling and grinning, like she never saw a man before,

[ RIVIT ]

You, you got suitcases, don't, please don't tell me you leaving so soon!

[ SCANKEY ]

All good things have a beginning, and I get to see you too, at the end, ha, ha, ha!

[ REVIT ]

Does, it have to end?

[SCANKEY ]

WHAT?

[REVIT ]

YOU KNOW . . . Do you have to, I mean . . . do you, do you have to leave us?

[ SCANKEY ]

Scankey's, face blushes red, trilled that he cares and feels complimented! She, laughts for the first time in a long time :

[ SCANKEY ]
ha, ha, ha!
She muses privately to her self, its almost amazing she laughing again! Scankey is shocked at her self, just a while ago she was so depressed and crying!

[ SCANKEY ]

[SCANKEY, And she thinks to her self : ]

Oh well,
shows you what a strong well built looking man can do for me, get my motor running again! ha, ha, ha! !

[REVIT ]

He figures by the look of things, she's obviously, on route to the [ Proplella ] thats what they call the Shuttle Zippys parking spaces on the roof!

Thats where people park, their zippies, transport spaceport cars upstairs on the roof! There's a big landing parking space center, on the roof designed and dedicated just for that purpose!

[REVIT ]

Well! Are you going to take a short or long one?
My-lady star?

[SCANKEY ]

Short or long what?

[ REVIT ]

You don't know?

[SCANKEY ]

nooooooooo!

[ REVIT ]

Trip!

[SCANKEY ]

YES!

[ REVIT ]

YES!
What do mean?

[ SCANKEY ]

A COMBINATION!

[ REVIT ]

CARE TO EXPLAIN!

[SCANKEY ]

Not really big boy, its just that this girls got to go!
She said, flippantly, like her old self was coming back slowly, like a school girl, reveling, happy to get his attention, apparently the perfume she has on, is doing what it is suppose too!

[REVIT ]

That saddens me! I was hoping to get to know you better Star!

[SCANKEY ]

It saddens me also

she looks up into the guys face smilingly, and with a big grin and says,

Cheer-up, one day soon we will meet again,

And Scankey paused silently for second, then, added . . . :

Prior urgent commitments necessitated my departure,

believe me, If, I didn't have to go, I would stay, but, right now. I have to do what I have to do. . . . If I can get up to the Proplella, and get a hold of a Zippy ship and, launch-out of here fast, It would make me, be one happy, happy lady!

[REVIT ]

I am for making ladies happy, just please, keep in me mind! I'll surely keep you in my mind! Do you think, you could give me your Galactic point call number, perhaps I can give you a call, and say hello?

[SCANKEY ]

Sorry, I can't!, I can't give out my number!
I am trying to get these up stairs to the Proplella, she said, looking quickly at her bags, Can you help me or you're busy?

[ REVIT ]

For you My lady Star . . . anything, he says smiling!

He said, glancing down at her suitcases, she was dragging behind her, smiling at her, and taking one of the heavy suitcases,

he takes them both, and hands them over to his Do'er, Muscle head, to take upstairs, to the launch pads, on the Proplella, thats where she wants to get to!

So the guy helps her upstairs, and things for the first time, in a long time, are going just fine for Star Scankey! Everything is going great, great! Clear skies! It's a new day!

author notes be advised : exposit entitled [ It's a new day] will be cut from script!

[ It's a new day]

[ It's a new day, for Scankey! She thinks, she feels, she is overwhelmed, somehow, not up to the task, of figuring out whats happening to her or why. But, truth is, its hard for the human mind to understand. Understand, the workings of a superior mind, inside Fractal Universe time! We refer to Her Royal Highness Sharkkadoom, who is an unknown entity to Scankey, that is controlling her worlds path, and to Scankey, unknowable like a God!

But, truth is, beside Her Royal Highness, whether she exist or not, its hard for the human mind to understand the workings of a superior mind, inside Fractal Universe Time!
A time that for humans, is incomprehensible with the poor equipment, they come with, in the form of a brain given serendipitously, ubiquitously amongst mere mortals haphazardly, within a flawed reproductive processed, based on probabilistic chances, when viewed through the eyes of observers !

Observers come in groups!

Eyes of short lived observers, impatiently malcontent with the restraints of their knowledge due to their paltry life span, spout both, what they confide in, and term Science!

Science comes in groups!

Science evidenced based, and Anti Science unevidenced based, hypothesis proposed, as an explanation of theories, all in an effort to feel in control of some thing called life, of which they know little and want to know all!

Observers of either group, have questions!

However long term observers, those not dying off in a decade or a hundred years, or the next two or three thousand years, see that within the randomal-ity of the uncertainty of unfolding aspects, of surprises in life, nature herself is learning! Thus, if you are one of her creations, assuredly, you can learn from her! You can't see that short term, if you are one of the short termers!
She is on a learning curve, a learning path, the shinning path to glory, to perfectionating her self, in mathematical formulas, that are beautiful! That have as their purpose to be beautiful! Employed and utilized as a tool, as is her over riding reproductive assets, be they humans, animals, plants or molecular agglomerations live or dead, or their derivatives, and the mathematical laws that bound-ificate them in her universes, and as an procreator, as an Omnipresence, she seeks what we all seek , love, and to be worthy of existing amongst her kind, other Omnipresences!
And to the little tiny flee, who lives on the end of the tail of an elephant, you will never be as powerful as the elephant! So you might as well, : relax!

So it was said in the beginning, so shall it be said in the end! ]

[ 4 ]

We cut to fast unfolding scenes

ACTION - EXT- DAYTIME - ROOF - ZIPPY SHIP WARMS UP FOR TAKE OFF

[ We see what appears, to be Rivet and Scankey up on the roof of the hotel, Revit, standing just outside the open door of her Zippy, smiles looking down at her sitting in the doorway, saying good bye to Scankey in the Proplella, as she waits for her pink shiny colored Zippy, to warm up for take off! ]

[SCANKEY ]

We see Scankey, sitting in the doorway conversing with Rivet . . .

Well, I got a system smart enough, to get me the Cruiser, that I want, to go into space in, and then if, I am successful, man, I am gone celebrate! I am gone beat it out of here ha, ha, ha !

[ REVIT ]

Cool, where you headed, I don't even know where you going?, asked Revit, wide eyed, and curious!

[ SCANKEY ]

Adebodiny city on the planet, Rintaisa Minor,
responded Scankey, with a smile, but she was lying, she's going Veraslarin, she told him a lie, because she needed to make sure to cover her tracks!
She didn't want him inadvertently, saying information about her future, where abouts ! She didn't want to be tracked! She needed to keep a low profile and put as much distance secretly, between her and this place as much as possible!

[ SCANKEY ]

You know? Let me, let you in on something, I don't usually say, say to anybody, no body! But, check it out, you looking at girl thats has been through a lot!

I've gone through, some hard times recently, I gone through some things I would not wish on my worse enemy!

Its got me all shooken up, and right now, I sure would be happy, if you could . . . if you could give me a good bye hug as a friend! It would mean so much to me Revit
, said Scankey, looking really emotionally upset! She looked up in to his eyes, and he down deep into hers!
This woman eyes, was the eyes, of a person pretending to be, pretending to be what she was not!
The smile, the flirtatiousness, the happy outwardness, she tried to portray, was superficial, and shallow!
Scankey, was on the verge of a nervous break down! On the verge of pain, people feel ashamed off! There is a whole, in her soul, a whole, dark, somewhere, if she could, she'd crawl into backwards, and lick her wounds, in private! Nurture herself, nurture herself, back to health! But life, life is tricky! Life is not what you think it is! What you want, and what you get, is not right, exacerbates your plight! The woman, the woman, has born
so much pain, more than her share, she was forcing herself to hide it, from this bright boys eyes, this admirer! She was seeking with that human body connection, that simple act of a hugging, a chance to feel really real, alive again! A pause, respite, a tangible feeling of hope, thats what she needed so badly!

[ Revit ]

Star I understand! I do . . . I hear where you are coming from . . . I don't know nothing about you, but from the bottom of my heart, for your future, I hope the rest of your life, will be a happy one! Come here Star, let me give you a hug, said Revit, and the man reached out to her, and they embraced! And, he held her in his arms tightly and tenderly!

[ 5 ]

[ CHRUNCHI AS BIG REX TYRANNOSAURUS BEAST CREATURE ]

BOOOGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIDOM EerrrrreERRRR URGOOOOONNN GRRRRRR ARRROROAR! OOMA

Then all of sudden, something behind them thats . . . HUGE FALLS DOWN FROM THE SKY AND GRABS HOLD OF THE SIDE OF THE BUILDING, RIPPING AND SHAKING ITS FOUNDATIONS APART! Its head rests on the roofs edge, one of his giant arms quickly wraps around the building, as his big eyes stares at the little man, as he hugs Scankey!

THEY TURN, LOOK, ITS HIM, BIG REX, HE FOUND HER, he's back!

A, earth shattering loud, growling roaring roar, rocks everything, like invisible hands, gripping you! Shaking you! Your ears go numb, ring and then some, you blink, can't think, tears form! Things are happening to fast to be understood! Unable to think run, run, its you're primal innate behavior, its something telling you, its the inherent voice screaming in your primal mind, overriding all else to run, run! ! Run!

Next , we hear when CHRUNCHI, THE BIG REX MONSTER, gets more angry seeing scankey in the arms of another man, and the beast slaps the building with its tail!

It waves his tail so fast it causes a sonic boom

BOOM

The incredible sounds that are heard, as a horrible thing, the giant man BIG REX beast thing, is back bigger than ever trying to get Scankey! It looks more astounding, in the brite Sun light! As it holds on and begins rocking the building backwards and forewords like a toy, you can really see it good, its skin is made of fractal weird designs out of hell!

They stand out prominently, now, with the Sun light shinning on his rugged Jagged Edged scaly skin, the Sun reflecting off its scales, blinding your eyes!
As it roars, opens its mouth, moves it jaws, and wiggling, its big fatty tongue up and down in its mouth, making loud smacking sounds, like its about eat!
Its tongue looks bright red, and all the saliva around his open jaws can be seen dripping all over, when he opens up his mouth to roar!

[ CHRUNCHI AS BIG REX THE BEAST ]

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEII
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEII
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEII

The beast, steam pouring out of his head! Its as big as the building it self, and struggles onto the crumbling buildings roof, destroying the building structures walls and splitting the roof in two, and roars as it looks down at Revit and Scankey!

[ REVIT ]

[ Revit looks up at it, does not believe what he is seeing, stares at it, breaks out in a cold sweat, bugs out and panics, drops the girl on the floor, and staggers backward trying to comprehend whats going on! His world is not his anymore! ]

Revit, doesn't know what to do! He stops holding Scankey, drops his arms, and staggers back from Scankey scared, and he starts to tremble, unable to cope with the sudden appearance of this unbelievable huge thing, growling with super giant teeth,and its appears to be levidly enrages, more than mad, as if possessed, shaking its torso around, and growling, and it had the biggest baddest eyes, looking directly down at him, like he did something, something really bad!
Revit is petrified, his eyes are wide open staring up looking at this big thing in front of him, he doesn't know what it is!

Revit lets his jaw hang open wide, Revit screams,

" OH My GOD, what the [ BLEEP ] is that?
What the [ BLEEP ] is that? " " What is that?" Oh Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Ya,yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Oh noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo it can't beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

[ SCANKEY ]

[SCANKEY, is in total disbelief too, but instead of screaming, she knows what time it is, and this girls has learned, screaming is not going to accomplish nothing! ]

Scankey, grits her teeth, gets mad, gets her act together, the fighter girl in her kicks into action, she was seated on the steps of the Zippy, but not anymore, her friend Revit, lets go of her, let her fall on the floor!
In a blink of an eye, she gets up.

She instantly flips, tumbles backwards through the doorway of the Zippy!
she dashes into the Zippyship to pilot it!
She turns on the buttons, activation accelerators!
She pushes ascension drivers catalyst equalizers,
and pulls on auto trajectory guidance modules to lift off! Scankey, runs to the door panel, and it activates to close, she takes a look out for Revit, and signals to him, if he wants to live, to come on board, its now or never . . . she sticks out her hand to revit, and yells

[SCANKEY ]

Revit, stop screaming like a girl! I am leaving? What you doing?? Coming?

[ Revit ]

Revit hears her speaking, and looks embarrassed , and gets back some composure looks over to her, then back at the monster, then back to her, and replies . . .

Shit Year starrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr . . .

Revit, he grabs her hand and waves to his robot," Muscle head," to run and hop aboard into the ship too, the robot ran but couldn't get to the door in time , before it slammed shut! He was left outside!
The Zippy engines, roared into action and popped up off the roof in puff of white steam, and was rising, when all of sudden,

Revit's robot, Muscle head, it wanted to come too, so it ran as fast as it could and jumped in the air about thirty feet, and caught onto the left wings support bar, as the ship was taking off, and hung on to it for dear life! Now, Scankey accelerated, fast, like a straight beam, leaving, the building behind, just as BIG REX, Chrunchi monster, reaches out to grab the ship, but misses them!

[ 6 ]

They managed to flee, they did!

Hi! Yall It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me a break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off , Chrunchi and his gal pal, Scankey, They got all issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.17.7

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

They managed to flee, they did! They managed to flee in the Zippy, and zoom high over the city, they looked down as the thing on the roof, angrily rocks the building around, and rips the building to pieces, and finally knocks it over, till it collapses down in a big pile of debris on the ground!
Long black lines of smoke, rising up from that doomed building, stretch into the sky, and can be seen for miles and miles!

BIG REX, went down with it, roaring and growling angrily, that he let the beautiful Scankey get away!

[ CHRUNCHI AS BIG REX THE BEAST ]

BOOOGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Revit and Scankey, they both are shocked to witness the beast creature, down below, like magic disappear into a puff of smoke!

They turned and look at each other puzzled, than turned and looked back down, back down at the pile of wreckage of the building below. He was not there! While they are staring

out the window they heard a strange harmonic hum, coming from behind them, from inside the ship way in the back corner!

[ REVIT]

Whats that ?

[SCANKEY]

I don't know . . . look, I got to keep my eyes open trying to pilot this thing!

[REVIT]

Ok, but, I got to get Muscle head inside, quickly! Can you pop open the door for a second?

[ SCANKEY ]

OK. but, be quick about it!
So Revit sees the door open, and hangs out and yells to Muscle head :

[REVIT]

Hey muscle head, get your but, inside cadet! Whats up with you, You like the view? HA , HA, HA !

[ Muscle head ]

Glad you didn't forget about me! I hear ya loud and clear!! The view is a blast, still I think I would like to be with you inside!

[REVIT]

Old Muscle head, you know I'll never forget a chunk of scrap metal, like you! Your too cool!
Come on in quick, don't fall!
See if you get over to this side of the ship, and come aboard, Muscle head ?

Muscle head, crawls on the wings bar and swings back and forth and gets the momentum to jump, and leaps, and grabs on to the doorstep and grabs the side and jumps inside, and falls flat on his back, over onto the floor and instead of getting up, he stays there, looking up at the ceiling of ship, and just stays there staring up at the ships ceiling as if he trying to figure something out, as if he was puzzled?

[ REVIT]

Good job, how do you feel to be inside Muscle head?

[ MUSCLE HEAD]

I thought, I really thought, I'd be content! But, but, now . . . I don't know, I thought being outside was weird, but, according to my sensors, my internal screens is filling up with code telling me things inside here is like being inside a stomach!

[ REVIT ]

WHAT, what you talking about? ARE YOU NUTS?

[ MUSCLE HEAD ]

I am getting both, visuals and molecular readouts, on the infra structure and the interior of the ship, that it is changing in to a stomach and intestines!

[ MUSCLE HEAD ]

See for self, look up into the ceiling! It's changing red and getting pustules and bubbling over and over changing changing!

[ REVIT ]

How pukey, pukey is that Muscle head! Muscle head use your diagnostic computer and tell us what the [BLEEP ] is going on!

Quick,! What the hell do you think?

[ muscle head ]

This, this thing, . . . this stomach forming in the ceiling, is is influencing the rest of ship! According to my incoming data analysis, this is not a stimulation, but an evolving molecular iteration coming into reality before us right now, right now! Its force feeding its self by some unknown force I cannot designate or ascertain!
It's the main food storage tank of some kind of body! Problem is, we are inside of it, as it is changing the ship molecular structure into it! Soon it will be one giant stomach!
The stomach ceilings walls are secreting a mixture of acid, mucus, and digestive enzymes that if you look carefully, are starting to drip in little balls off the ceiling on to us like rain! Do you feel it?
Its wants to digest us! And that ain't good!

[SCANKEY ]

OH NOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooooo . . . What are we going to do?

[REVIT ]

Holy shit, look at my shoes!

[SCANKEY ]

Turn around and look at the back corner of the ship! OMG!
It starting to look like flesh instead of metal!

[ REVIT ]

Shit! That acid is on me! Its all over the heels of my shoes! I am walking in it!

[MUSCLE HEAD ]

Its getting on me too!

[REVIT ]

Scankey, do you got any on you?

[ SCANKEY ]

I don't think so, I hope not shit, it seems to be only in the back of the ship, it hasn't gotten to the front yet! I think?

[REVIT ]

Thats good!

[SCANKEY ]

How do we escape this thing?

[REVIT ]

We've got to think!

[SCANKEY ]

THINK?

[REVIT ]

Listen, I heard a strange humming sound, when me and and Scankey, first got into the Zippy, Do you, do you remember Scankey?

[SCANKEY ]

YEAR ! You think that hum has something to do with this?

[ REVIT ]

I am certain of it! As an building engineer I know you can make frequencies do a lot of stuff!

[ SCANKEY ]

You think its a frequency?

[ REVIT ]

I heard that humming sounds, before it started to change the ship into a stomach, if you listen carefully, listen hard . . . its still humming now in the background, but only in a lower sound! It's some kind of harmonic frequency hitting the ship. Do you hear it Muscle head?

[ MUSCLE HEAD ]

Yes? It's very low though.

[ REVIT ]

Year, well what if you quickly turn on your recorder and record it, then play it back in reverse, loud! Perhaps, it will act like a undo button, and make all this disappear?

[ MUSCLE HEAD ]

I CAN DO THAT! Thats easy, but, I don't think it will work because the idea to do a proper total reversal first you need appropriate recording stations, with the energy and power, necessary to do the job correctly, my recording ability is inefficient to accomplish it truly! And to do a sound wave reversal, you have to have started at the beginning of the harmonic waves of sound frequencies, not while its in progress, not at its middle or its end!

[ REVIT ]

Muscle head, allright, technically we don't got none of that! Perhaps its crazy, but we got to use what you got, cause thats all we got right now, and if we don't do it now , we will never do it!

Right now it's our only hope! Am I right Scankey? Hey Scankey, are listening? Do you got any better ideas?

[SCANKEY ]

Scankey shakes her head, shes got tears in her eyes, and begins to sob, as all of hope seems to be evaporating! In a low voice she nods her head toward the robot :

TRY IT MUSCLE HEAD !

[ MUSCLE HEAD ]

Very well Star Scankey, Probabilistic percentiles of emitter reversal transference success and proficiency if I attempt this course of action, that you and Revit, are requesting, most likely will be unfruitful, and ineffectual, due to a myriad of factors, in a kind of mathematical vacuum, the nature of harmonic sound frequencies are subject to interaction with
other elements we don't know about, . . . not to mention time and the biological origins wise, that are acting as the foundational basis, making this stomach take over our reality, since we are not technologically set up instrumentationally wise, its not logical to think we can get out of this stomach! It's going to require ongoing research!

[ REVIT ]

I don't give a shit!
I don't give a shit!
Just try it! To hell with the logic, just try it ! We don't got no time for no [ BLEEPING ] on going research beautiful person! If this don't work we're dead man, stop talking and try it! Stop yapping and try it! SHIT!

[ MUSCLE HEAD ]

OK!

So the robot, Muscle head, got down to serious business, recorded the humming sounds, and then set his recorder settings to play them back in reverse, hoping this would make the stomach disappear! So Muscle head played back the sounds which went like this :

[ HUMMING SOUNDS ]

woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo di diiii wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo wo dee wowwoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Well, after a couple of minutes, nothing happened! The stomach was still there, so thats when Revit, really started to get pist off, and began yelling at it :

You stupid stomach, whats the matter? You don't got no ears? You can't hear?
Play it again Muscle head . . .

so Muscle head played it again

[ HUMMING SOUNDS ]

woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo di diiii wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo wo dee wowwoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

[ MUSCLE HEAD ]

Maybe it needs a hearing aid, you think?

[ REVIT ]

What? What the hell you talking about? YOU NUTS?

[ MUSCLE HEAD ]

My tiny amplifiers speakers, is not getting through, maybe if you put the audio file inside the Zippyship stereo system? Its got a big amplifier speakers, it'll sound loud then and work?
The hum, it'll sound amazing loud, Then! And besides that, the rate at which a vibration occurs that constitutes the hum in the wave, that sparked the creation of the stomach subatomicly, will work in reverse and the stomach will be gone in reverse!?

[ REVIT ]

Now you using you head Muscle head! Do it and we'll see! I hope it works
Otherwise, by the looks of things, this stomach is just going to continue to produce digestive enzymes and digest us as food! And theres nothing we can do about it!

[ Muscle head ]

That ain't good!

[ SCANKEY ]

NO THAT AIN'T GOOD AT ALL!

so Revit watched as muscle head transferred the audio file to the ship stereos system, and pressed the play button in reverse.

[ HUMMING SOUNDS ]

woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo di diiii wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo wo dee wowwoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

[ 2 ]

[ REVIT ]

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Man! Shit man! Nothing nothing is happening! What the [BLEEP ] Is going on?

[ MUSCLE HEAD ]

We probably over attenuated the sounds tone, perhaps my recording was not able to mimicked the consoles high and low equaliser sections correctly? We didn't mimick it good! The wave? The vibration?
perhaps . .

[SCANKEY ]

Perhaps . . Maybe it can't hear it? MAYBE ITS SOME SCIENCE WE DON'T KNOW?

[ REVIT ]

This is not making any sense. I know its got to work This has got to work! . . Its got to work! Stomachs don't just come out of thin air. The power of thats sounds momentum is a kind trip wire of some kind of force thats imposing it self, on the atoms that make up the ship, juxtaposing it self to atoms that make up a stomach, thats what is doing this . . . I don't know how but it is to blame, Damit! said Revit angrily, then he began acting strange and yelling to it!

Stupid stomach, stupid stomach whats the matter with you? You don't hear the sound waves? You don't got no ears is that it? Is that it? You can't hear? HUH?

Said Revit angrily, he was really getting mad, now and looked like this conundrum, without a solution was going to be his undoing! He was definitely going nuts! Revit, rushed to the back of ship with his fists clenched, and kicked and poked the walls of the stomach, yelling at it . . .

[ REVIT ]

What are you?

And suddenly, a large stomach ulcer fell out the ceiling and spread its membrane all over Revit, completely engulfing him in it like a bubble! Revit, found himself completely inside it.
Revit was shocked! He couldn't believe it!
You could see the change in him immediately, as he struggled to get out but couldn't ! We could still see his face! We could still see him inside because the walls of the membrane were translucent! You could sense he was panicking, and it was infectious, Scankey got scared too!

[ REVIT ]

[ Revit was looking all around crazily, he was scared! He was now paranoid and trembling, as he began mumbling . .

it can't . . . this can't be happening!
WILL SOMEBODY PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS NOT HAPPENING TO ME!
This is not happening to me! This is not happening to me! this this .. . . is not happening This is not happening to me!

I can't get out!

[ REVIT ]

Hey . . . MUSCLE HELP! HELP ME! I CAN'T GET OUT!

[ MUSCLE HEAD ]

No problem! I 'll rip the membrane wall open and help you out!

He said enthusiastically, but just then, before he could do anything, under the power of the unseen one, Sharkkadoom, Electri-Frackacadistic evility, which Scankey and Rivet and Muscle head, are ignorant of! Just as Muscle head, started to walk toward his master to save him,
They both are shocked to witness the lizard like beast creature, that was down below, like magic suddenly appeared up inside the ship but smaller now, and resized it self to fit inside the ship and appear materialized up in back of the stomach inside the ship, standing just a few feet from the stomach ulcer, with Revit trapped inside!
It began roaring at Muscle head as he walked closer! It had its hugh mouth full of jagged teeth, opening angrily nasching its teeth at Muscle head!

So Revit sees this, and sees that it is small now, and thinking his robot could mop up the floor with this thing, and so, Revit, angrily, tells his robot Muscle head to kill it, saying . . .

[ REVIT ]

Hey Muscle head, Go punch that lizard headed jerk in the mouth, beat his ass to death, stump him into floor, then come get me out of here quick!

[ MUSCLE HEAD ]

OK!

So, Muscle head the robot, listens to his master, and runs over to it real fast and jumps the beast, and wrestles with Chrunchi hidden inside the BIG REX, monster
, who promptly bangs its head in,

BAM, BAM . . .

rips off one by one its arms

POW POW,

and its legs, and stands up on whats left of it, on the floor, growling at Scankey and Rivet!

[ CHRUNCHI INSIDE THE BIG REX MONSTER ]

OHHHHHHHHHHHHGRRRRRRROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR EEEer roawwwwwwwwwwwwww roerroarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

[ REVIT ]

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
HEY, HEY, My MUSCLE HEAD! Oh NO! Can you hear me? Ahhhhhh man! Muscle head , Muscle head . . you Dead ? . . . MUSCLE HEAD! Can you hear me? Hey Muscle head can you hear me .. Oh man I don't believe this this is crazy!

[ SCANKEY ]

OMG Muscle head is
done for . .

[REVIT ]

I got decisions to make, and no time, only one thing to do now, he said pulling out his laser and trying to blast himself out! But, just then the walls of the stomach ulcer, entrapping him, reacted interactively, and thickened, instantly, and became like liquid steel mesh, resistant to laser blasts! The whole situation was perversed, it was like being possessed! And in reality it was!

Revit, was a young man whacked in the head with the shovel of a bad fractal reality, only getting worse! He shoots at the walls trying to free himself by cutting a round hole in it! The man held the laser and carefully shot out a narrow single line of pink beams and took his time trying to cut through it!

iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeIIIIIIIiiiiizzzzzzzpapaPOW!,
iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeIIIIIIIiiiiizzzzzzzpapa POW!IIIIIIIiiiiizzzzzzzpapaPOW!,IIIIIIIiiiiizzzzzzzpapaPOW!

Revit, took his laser, tried blazing a whole in it, but the membrane somehow sucked up the beams, and absorbed the blast and only got more elastic, and he couldn't get out, then little veins in the ulcer started pumping a pale pastel blue liquid, into it! It started to fill up with stomach juices and he was almost out of air! In the liquid some things were inside it! Little and big eel like fish were in the liquid wiggling around! We saw little parasitic creatures swimming around biting Revit in the face trying to eat him! They were biting his knees and red blood started to seep out as he struggled to breathe! Something jumped in his mouth as he tried to gulp some air! A red worm fell on his face, as he goes into convolutions choking! He's got something in his throat! Revit desperately, grabs his throat gasping for air . .

[ CHRUNCHI BIG REX BEAST ]

GRRRRRRROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR EEEer roawwwwwwwwwwwwww roerroarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

[ 3 ]

Now BIG REX gets, really, really angry!
It lounges forward forcing its head forward and bites into the membrane walls of the big stomach ulcer sack containing Revit! Its teeth, chomped into the membrane walls, and ripped it open and the liquids poured out and Revit was paddling in the liquid trying to stay afloat and get some air! Revit looked around and he was in a terrible state, the liquid was all over him, his hair was wet and soaked with it, and a long wiggling red worm was crawling out of his nose, as he looked at the monster!

[ REVIT ]

TELL ME, TELL ME, OH SHIT!
He said as he stared at the teeth in the mouth of BIG REX, as it was coming for him!

Please tell me this is not happening!
PLEASE! THIS IS NOT HAPPENING! YA Yaaaaaaaaa no noooooooooo . . .

BIG REX, opens its mouth, and unrolls its red tongue out and shoots its long sticking tongue, out like a frog and grabs the man called Rivet, back into his mouth and bites him up and tries to swallow him whole! But he doesn't fit, right now, cause he's too big! Failing to do that, he chews him up into smaller chunks, and with his hands stuffs the man down his mouth, with his legs hanging out! And licks his lips!
Well when Scankey, saw that, her eyes were bugging out, her hair stood out straight up on her head, she was pissing in her pants she just couldn't believe what was happening!

She's yelling and screaming like wild!

[ SCANKEY ]

OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HELP MEEEEEEEEEEEEE Help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

[ CHRUNCHI BIG REX BEAST ]

GRRRRRRROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR EEEer roawwwwwwwwwwwwww roerroarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

[ authors note : exposit entitled [ WHAT CAN THIS WOMAN POSSIBLY THINK ?] will be cut from script.

[ WHAT CAN THIS WOMAN POSSIBLY THINK ?]

What can this woman, possibly think? What options does life throw to her, offer her?
What if anything, anything, she can do? Alone by herself! Alone!

What can Scankey do? Before one passes, if he or she is lucky enough, will ponder on ones travails, and accomplishments , and failures one has had, as one lives and goes through, in life head winds !

Some, rise to the occasion, and will be remembered for the things they did in life, others less fortunate will not!
But, from these ponderings, these contemplations of ones pass doings, offer solace, allowing one , to die happy, knowing you at least did a few things, you feel, are note worthy and helped the world be a better place!
But, Scankey is boxed in a moment in time, in the confines of a dream world in someones mind, where just to stay alive will be her only accomplishment, but alas, that does not seem to be going too well, for her!
The ultimate destination of our hike in life, is our ultimate destination fascination!
For her, time in fractal space raced to erase her fractally, without a trace!
The ultimate destination of our hike in life, is our ultimate destination fascination!]

To scream in a dream, what does that do ponders Scankey, considering her options? The guy Scankey was attracted to, Revit, he's being dissolved in a stomach patch in liquid acids inside an intestine!

And his robot, Muscle head is out of service!

So now, Scankey has got her hands full . . . It's up to Scankey to pilot this ship, battle a monster in the corner, growling away at her, plus, this mad ship itself, acting like a witch, is changing into a body of some hellish stomach!

Here is where, when one has his or her, back against the wall, when you stop caring about your life, and care more about defending yourself, against any threat to it, does the brave soul, bust out, and show its face! And Scankey, shows her face, A girl, dressed in lace, she through where genes acting up in the heat of the moment, gets the warriors adrenaline rush, and says what will be, will be, but I refuse to die cowardly!

Things are turning Corvor'conian! But what can Scankey do?

So quickly Scankey turns around to defend herself . . .

She . . . reaches for the emergency compartment in the Zippy, and finds the ships weapons compartment! She reaches for a laser gun!
Scankey, quickly checks it out, and sets her laser weapon settings to optimize electromagnetic emissions and switches to narrow mode, concussion blast mode, hoping to knock out the beast!

She, without hesitancy, jetting off eight rounds from her laser at the mysterious beast acting like a ghost in the back of the ship!
The beams shimmer and light up glowing, as the shots rang out :

ZZZZZZZaBOW, ZZZZZZZaBOW, ZZZZZZZZZZaBOW . . .ZZZZZZZaBOW, ZZZZZZZaBOW, ZZZZZZZZZZaBOW . . .

But, , nothing happened to it! It went right into the monster but, got absorbed and became part of its energy! And it was like nothing happened, It only got it pisst! It roared some more!

The lasers were useless on him, didn't stop the thing! Only got it madder, and meaner!
It was shaking its mouth around back and forth and gnashing its teeth and slapping its tail back and forth against the walls of the ship, making it wobble and shake, as if, its was about to break in half!

The creature, does a double take, violently bangs back and forth against the walls . .
loud noises, are heard as it stomps on the floor of the filmsy ship, making it rock,
and it sticks it head out towards her angrily and lets out a loud scary roar as it stood in the dark corner, spying on her, waiting for her, with its evil eyes!

It opens his big mouth and roars . . . .

[ CHRUNCHI AS THE BIG REX BEAST ]

AHHHHHHHHHHooooooarrrrrrr GRRRRRRROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR EEEer roawwwwwwwwwwwwww roerroarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

[ 4 ]

[ authors note exposit entitle [ DEATH CHATS #1 ] will be cut from script!

[ DEATH CHATS #1 ]

[ DEATH CHATS #1 But she also ponders in the deep private zone of her mind, thinking to her self in kind : Yes I am woman, like wine temporary, fool no, blind no,. . . when you, cloaked black specter of death comes from the foggy cemeteries of darkness, spit I will in you eye, to take me . . you do out of jealousy! Fore I have what you have not : life!
Death would ask : Approaching laughing understanding the extreme, unfortunate narrowness, as would be expected, from the human on this low development level, a typical, primitive perspective, evolving out of prehistoric tribes mind sets.

Dare eye 'ith mind halv'th,
standing by the will of scal-ft speak thou'ith to me?
Comp, romp nerve never, you a day? Flow, lose tongued ignorant say'ith?

[ In Scankey's mind she imagines, she imagines in her distraught state, hearing voices, form death talking to her, is it true, who knows?

Hearing a distant voice filtering throughout the atmospheres of time and space in her mind, like an echo! Echoing and echoing endlessly! Asking many questions disturbingly, she attributes to Death speaking, about the last topic one wants to speak no more of! Death!

Did you weep and coward like a baby before me?
Did you weep, Did you weep, and coward like a baby before me, like your kind does?
Did you fight me?
Did you fight me back like a man or a woman, defending their honor and dignity, or are you a weak cry baby in need of a God, because you are afraid of your own shadow? Is that who you really are? A weeper for me the reaper to reap, no knowing yet, thou 'ith, how to stand on your own two feet?
There day com'ith, born anew you will be, advanced, will respectfully respect my service, as necessary to you, as the air you breathe! Until such time, you and your kind a child to me, ignore, open the door, sweep under, nothing more!

Scankey listening understood, naught, but fixed, engaged, strained to hear, what words meanings these, she knew not?

Her kind knows not!
Death comments : They have yet to learn, and discover from whence frequency in DNA say, or what they say, it is they beacons me! Periodically! ]

Scankey, cannot understand what she can not understand, goes forward with her plan . . . talks to her self in a low but determined voice, and promises her self to persevere :

[ SCANKEY ]

Dam, This is not no time to panic . . . not the time to act like a coward! I will fight you death! From my lips to your ears : Its fight back time for me, do what you got to do and see!

Scankey turns her head back and forth, and is trying to pilot and steer the ship, all the while, at the same time turning to look at the beast, as it's growling at her, and eating, and trying to swallow down Revits, remaining entrails!

Despite the horrors happening to her friend Revit, right now, in front of her face,

Scankey, sees that the truth is at hand, is here now!
Scankey sees the end!
Scankey senses in her, that this moment, the whole ship is changing into one big stomach, except the front where she is currently sitting at the controls, but, now it too, will engulf her too! Realizing this is the end of the line,

Scankey decides to fight! Decides to act!

She, quickly changes the settings of her laser pistol, to self destruct mode!

This can not be undone! Scankey, shoots a fire laser beam that will explode setting fire to the beast, presses the Zippy ships, eject pilot seat emergency button, and hopes for the best, as the pilots roof section of the ship, pops up, and blows her up and out, and she gets shot out of ship in the ships ejection seat, high up in the sky, away from ship in the air!

As the Zippyship, goes tumbling down, it catches on fire, and falls down in a big red and black ball and plume of smoke!

[ 5 ]

As Scankey popped out in the atmosphere, her seat belt is saving her! It dawns on her everything, is happening all at once, instantly, she feels the cold air, slap her in her face, hitting her, all over like a flat shovel, WHAM!
Scankey opens her eyes, wide, as her hair goes flapping in her face slapping her , as she's trying to grasp whats happening, as she goes spinning around and around wildly!
She can't breathe too much!

She watches in shock, as the top of the sky swirled to the bottom and the bottom suddenly was on top! Her heart knocks hard in her chest, as she zoomed into a big white cloud in front of her, and pops out the other side! It's getting colder, but thats the least of her worries, as she comes to grips, with the fact, that she's up miles and miles high in the air, and that she doesn't know how to fly a seat!

She instantly takes up searching for data using her implants database files, and draws down, Emergency Zippy craft basics, ejection landing procedures manual!
Scankey following instructions, holds her neck muscles stiff, as she can be, so her head is steady, says the book, which she can see on her retina screen pupil modules, if her brain is steady its a good chance she'll get the ship under control too!

It tells her to lean her weight forward to get a sense of her balance and she sees the lever, on the right side of the seat, pushes it, and up pops the turbo chargers four quads, air trusters balancers, on each corner of the seat, they bring her pitch into gear, that although scary, gives her a sense of balance, and slower speed, so she can think, and make sense of how to control this thing!

She is tumbling over an over in an ejection seat, whats next, get her balance, get her wits together and fly it if she can!

So hard for her to believe what she did, but now, it is an incredible rush, and shock, now as she finds her self actually in a real ships ejection seat module, in real time zooming in the air, it's just too much, but she will deal with it, its better she thinks, than being eaten alive, by the beast thing back there!

Scankey, she, now has to learn instantly, how to pilot this flying ejection chair, as if it's a vehicle, she's holding on for dear life, as the quad trusters under the seat activate and she is able to fly and steer it!

Soon she's flying the thing barely, but one of the trusters is smoking! What does that mean she asks? Thats bad news, on top of all the other, bad news? Could this model use old battery technology? Or do they smoke normally when they heat up?
She is clueless, and scared, as she is hovering, desperately, pressing on the many different steering buttons on the side of the chair! She broke one of her red nails, it hurts, but no time to think on that now, she's going down at wildly inclines like a roller coaster! These harrowing circumstances spells out her doom!

Poor Scankey, thinks to her self, her self where all that is, is found with in her! Blocking out all, now she is on a scared mission, destination, stay alive!
Her will to be, her will to be, will power this girl, turn her into determined woman, capable of surmounting this challenge!
We see her as she becomes what she thinks, she thinks she will live, thoughts are vibrators, vibrators that vibrate the molecules of water that make up approximately sixty percent of a human body, now she thinks, she's strong enough to fly this thing! Strong enough to beat the odds that are against her, her eyes change as her new empowered determination changes her being!

Her eyes regain her fighter woman's steeliness, she clenches her teeth, determined to do it no matter what!

Scankey's states of mind, thoughts that make the amount of matter in a closed system that never changes, appear on the surface to be changed when our mind becomes strong, we feel we cannot go wrong, and the water in our body reflects our bodies thoughts patterns of strength . . . ! The molecules in the water in her blood, reflects her new will power, listens to her and makes Scankey, doubly stronger!

When someone looks at the simple tissue full of blood of a mad man driven with an unstoppable conviction, what happens to matter, what happens to his muscles, his adrenaline, whats happens to his or her body, when its falls under the influence of a strong determined mine, makes one more stronger than one can possibly imagine! Gone is fear, to fear one now feels is a crime, die if she must, in the force she trusts, she will do it bravely or not at all! Scankey is firm, she will fly this thing, she will fly it, she will be a survivor! She buries deep in the back of her mind in a disciplinary fashion her fears of great heights! She tells her self she is brave and ready she repeats to her self, re-enforcing thoughts from the forces that be! !

Scankey remembers her schooling when as a little girl, all those teachings and books she downloaded and absorbed on the power of the mind, She remembers and repeats certain words of power, over and over trying to give herself strength, now that she really needs it, words more empowering than the suns, more important than anyones, and any one tribe, or any leader that ever was, or any words he or she or it could contrive :

"To be, is to be, to be, is to be, unique, are, thee, put here by forces mathematical minds see, power in thy waters mystery see, that makes you part of the universes, universality invincibility, control your mind, let no other control it, control your mind, worlds become thine, worlds become thine, worlds become thine, to be, is to be, to be, is to be, unique, are, thee, in the universes majesty!"

She repeated this over and over as slowly, by trial and error, she gained confidence to control the chair, and was flying in the air, thinking about landing it sooner rather than later!
Her head feels light, like it is spinning around! She's feeling strangeness, growing inside her as
She looks around, and down at the ground, as her unsteady little ships chair, sputters along, high above this planet, on a destiny unknown! She tells her self, she doesn't fear heights . . . She is a lier! The ground is far below! And in this chair she is a poor flier!
But down she must go, down she must go . . .

She got her self ready for the rush of air, as she braced herself a little more, and holds her arms tight against her sides, and presses the down button and attempts her decent ! She takes one last deep gulp of air, and get herself mentally ready to withstand the plunge! She knows she going go zooming down, she put aside her apprehensions and Scankey closes her eyes for a moment and and for a moment everything is black, and as the chair plunges downward, causing the immense air friction, hitting that chair starts to whistle a frequency whose sound wave amplitude, is utterly mind blowing! :

[ FREQUENCY ]

FEW . . . fewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiººººººººººººººº•••••••••••••••••••••……………………………………………………

Sound are sounds and when sounds are not sounds, but, tools of another, pulses of another, they tamper with ones reality unbeknownst to the one it affects! We watch and listen now as it affects Scankey!

[ FREQUENCY ]

FEW . . . fewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii EEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii . . .

[ SCANKEY ]

I must be strong! I must be strong . . . .
whispers to herself, the girl in the air, now up high alone where space men and women roam,
Poor flier me, says scankey to her self

I only live till I fractally die, can't die, can't die in the sky I must go down return down down . . .
Down got to aim for the ground, not the sea, if I land in water OMG, that'll will be the end of me, here I go . . down I go . . . down I must go . . .

She holds on tight to the chair as it starts to vibrate, her mind vibrates listening to it, and goes blank for instant and suddenly Scankey blacks out ! The vibrations are too intense . . .

[ note authors notations below labeled [ THE VIBRATIONS ARE TOO INTENSE ] subject to be cut from script ]

[ THE VIBRATIONS ARE TOO INTENSE ]

The vibrations are too intense and indubitably are so for a purpose, its comprehension for organics is not a prerequisite!
As stated in the schools of "Igeewho'bakai'kagivets", according to history of Star Readers of ," The Holy Star books of Inner Insights Outer Space Rights, this admonition : [ "When the Force, vibrates, you disregard what it is saying at your own peril ! " ]
The unexpected high pitch frequency, shakes things up! Its introduction, its causality, and purpose unknown, intensifies, leaving serious gaps in our current understanding of the sensory and communicatory complexity of this altered state frequency, and its own, hidden quantum state derivative variables, on her human nervous system, as it uses its electrical energy , off setting, and distracting Scankey, compelling her to let her mind wonder, and she ponders crazy stuff : Like, how she always liked to be a kindergarden teacher, and how much she would love it, and now, somehow, she can't understand, how she wound up here in a horrifying situation, like this! But, life is strange, very strange, not just in chronological time realities, especially in fractal time, and under certain circumstances, existing both in a suggestive power of words in and out of the mind, influencing directly with authoritative constructs, the upper mind to lower mind thought levels, and fields of the physical realm levels, things change and are not what they seem! And under stress, the thoughts one makes, may affect everything about us atomic cellularly, due to the moment of stereo stress, in that moment in question, and all the water in our bodies consequently, vibrate in reaction, that make up our body, in every cell molecularly, reflects out the intent, the intent of our proliferations of our directions of our thoughts wishes, and emit inner mind to body low wave sounds frequency vibrations, so powerful in reaction, they are informationally densely packed, and, let out our low range inaudible waves frequencies, that sometimes, depending on the will power of the individual, and its strength, they are capable of altering, interactively our minds and bodies inside and out in the physical realms fields final destiny constructs! ]

[ 6 ]

So she came, she came zooming flying down and it was so crazy where she landed! This place was super weird, full of young kids, packed with wall to wall children, all over the place!
It must have been millions of them! But despite, what looked like they were laughing and playing, and talking to each other, it was they weren't making any noise! It was dead silent! It was like watching TV, but with the sound off!

Only thing this was real!

And if that was not enough, strangest of all, get this, no mothers and no fathers, no parents, no adults to be seen any where, no where, not a one? Just kids! A world whose inhabitants were children?

Looked like babies to what the age ranges, to perhaps seven or eight or nine years old, the oldest? Where can such a world like this be? Such a place, a mystery world crazy looking world, she landed in?

A planet like no other she's ever been! Science can do a lot, but Scankey thought woooo . . .

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me a break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, and Crazy Chrunchi and Scankey, They got a lot issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.17.8

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

[ SCANKEY ]

This, this is so weird, so strange, but too many things simultaneously were happening! She looked around but what ever her eyes were seeing, and what her brain was telling her couldn't be, be real, or could it?

She saw it with her own eyes, her own two eyes, but couldn't believe it! No way! No way! No way! Besides that, she had to get over the fact, she was alive, and really did not expect to land all in one piece, no broken bones no fatal injuries, and boy for that, Scankey was happy, was so relieved!

But It was hard, hard for Scankey, to really pay attention to the kids, and her immediate surroundings, cause the woman was going through lots of mental changes, some real big changes! She just got down out of a scary trip out of the air, it was a harrowing thing, processing that, was her first thing to rap her head around! She could begin to figure out what these children hanging around, meant later . . .
despite how totally strange and weird it was to find herself, to be sitting in the mountains, in the middle of millions of children!
despite that, Scankey was lucky, the time and places conditions were favorable ! The weather was warm and pleasant, so that was a real big positive! It, could of been, raining or freezing or snowing!

Scankey really at first, has to get her mind around the fact, that she made down alive! She was still trembling and shaking! She needed time just to get pass that, she was telling her she could do it, but actually the woman, had her fingers crossed, and didn't think she would make it!
The girl needed to breathe in and out and de-stress her self, mentally and especially emotionally, cause she felt the urge to cry, but what she needed was to relax, and just to try to feel normal, that was really going to be hard for her because this whole scene blew her mind away!

First what, she needed, was to get off this seat harness belt, get out of it, take it off! And take vacation !

And she looked, and looked at the ground, the dirt and grass in front of her, she just wanted to lay down and kiss the ground! And so, what she did was, she just eased her self out of chair, shifted her weight and just let her self relax and collapse and rest and slide down on the raw earth, like it was a bed, and it felt so good, to her in this moment it was the best bed she ever was in, and felt so good, she could just sleep there!

Scankey wanted to catch her breath, and let it sink in that she's was indeed, down on the ground laying on it, resting on it feeling good about what she herself had done! Her heart was beating fast in her chest, her eyes looked up into the heavens were she had just descended, it was a miracle thats all she could think of! It's a miracle!
But after a while, because her mind wasn't together, and she definitely, was a one hundred percent, nervous wreck by now, and she did not know for sure, if she hallucinating all this, or what?

Scankey glanced around and around, looking at the children, many of whom were surrounding her smiling, and appeared to talking to her, even though she could not hear them!
First she thought she was nuts, because she could not hear what they were saying, or she had lost her hearing during the fall, but she knew that was not true, cause she could hear the wind blowing, and hear waves crashing up on a nearby beach just behind her!
Scankey was stressed out, but nevertheless she tried to make sense of what this place was!
Scankey thinking fast, and quickly analyzing them, looking now at them, from the evolutionary perspective, these children in this world, she thought about them, and with the help of her implant data base for guidance, came up with these hypothesis:

Scankey noticed they had to forage for them selves, and had speeded up evolution development allowing to forage for food really from birth, and they looked like normal kids except for their backs!
Their backs and spines was straight as a board, so the looked taller! Since they were egg layers!

Theres no adult women, women don't get pregnant and since they don't have to deal with that load carrying a child in their stomach, evolution caused their back and spines not to have a curve in it!

All their backs were straight, straight, straight!

These bipeds, had a feeding advantage, in that they could reach easily for food in the trees and bushes full of grapes and fruits, that were all over the place!
The girls, they didn't have menstrual cycles, Scankey figured!
They were hunter gatherers!
But Scankey, couldn't tell if they were culturally innovative, and just because they had meat from eating seals on the beaches, didn't deter them from becoming cannibals, despite their evolutionary history what ever it was, she had no clue, and her implant database, had no info on them!

A planet peopled by children with an expiration date of eight!
Could a planets adult population through consensus, scientifically, plan and carry out to fruition the re-programing of its future genetically, for some reason, inclusively, program their genes to only have children to be able to live, and after a certain age, impose a genealogical cut off date, expiration date, and they'd die off at eight years old, and if so why?

Do these kids make love to procreate? Is this some fractal iteration of the future, and if so whose? Ours?

So many questions, makes for extreme, blues, deep widgets subtracted from everyone, but them, to oh, know the answers to, would be awesomely curiously liberating, but she had appreciated no one here, and no clues pertaining to the other side of that hemisphere, where she is now! The fact, how she got here, was Scankey in the Zippy ship was playing with unknown scrambled frequencies, and had come into this world by a mysterious cross frequency circuitry known as, " Time points one on one," where two realities collide and by accident or fun, share the same point time space wise connected together as one! She had touched down in a big vast wide open field, between two mountain ranges, a beach an ocean full of seals, and there was crowds and crowds of children, thousands, no, looked more like millions of them! No cities, no buildings, no roads , no signs of infra structure was there, no hello or goodbye to nothing recognizable!

But millions of children, millions, milling about playing with each other, and running and playing happily with each other, as if it was some kind of huge event! Maybe it was the time, maybe it wasn't projected who knew?

A big mega party gathering for kids! Scankey scanned the landscape view, and there were children in the mountain tops, on the hill sides, in the valleys! Little kids, kids as far as the eyes could see!

[ 2 ]

What Scankey knew, was there was a big ocean nearby, she saw it when she made her way down in the Zippy flying ejection chair!

The ocean was close by, and would share with you its secrets and in it, there was abundance of animals like Asmpies, or Seals, and they would constantly swim out on the shore to lay out on the beach, where they would rest and lay in the sun, get confused by its rays, turn helpless, pass out and the kids used them for food and good stock to eat and eat ! By attacking and eating them raw like sweet treats , like cannibals, the seals meat was sugary sweet, this was how the young ones did survived!
But so far as Scankey was concerned they had mistook her as some kind of savior figure, that she was some kind of mother Goddess from out of the heavens, and wanted her to take care of them, but things turned corvor'conian when :

They got obsessed with love is good, and it is to a point, and to the the notion, she was a Goddess, and she should breast feed them!

They saw her big breast and felt she'll be their mother! How they got that idea in their head she knows not! They brought some of the tiny new born babies, just born by laying eggs, out to her, so she could breast feed the newborn babies! Scankey was surprised, sympathetic, honored and loved children, she suddenly interacted favorably to the idea, obviously not thinking it through or any subsequent consequences, and she offered to breast feed a child they brought to her! She didn't think it was something wrong, It was boy, with a tiny precious button nose, with a big round face that looked a little bit like Chrunchi's ! With Chrunchi's eyes, but she did not pay that any attention, she figured it was just some crazy coincidence, with no causality connection! So what, that it looked like Chrunchi's she thought their were no dots to connect! Was she wrong? Anyway . . . she took the baby! She took her breast out of her shirt, and held the kid that looked like Chrunchi up to her nipple!

Well, thats when things turned corvor'conian fast! The kids cute two little black eyes sparkled and stared at it hungrily!

As the kid suckled, at her breast it hurt her nipple, because turns out, these kids were cannibals and the kid even though it was a tiny baby, had sharp rat like teeth, and was biting off her nipples! This baby didn't just want to drink her milk, he wanted to eat her too!
So when she realized this, was a big, big mistake, she immediately put the kid in a choke hold, the kids identity flipped, and its eyes were bugging out, as scankey knocked it away, it put out its arms to hold on to her breast but wait a minute it was too late! Scankey was on it, she got the picture late but better late than never! This kid was a trip! What the heck was it thinking , thought Scankey?

Scankey took her open hand and grabbed the kid around the neck and held it up in the air and squeezed it hard, to make it let go of her nipple, and pushed it away kicking it so hard off her, It went flying up in the air around and around like a foot ball, but kept looking at her all the while, as if it was asking, why are you doing this to me?

When Scankey saw that, on reflection, she didn't want it die, it connected with her somehow! So, reacting quickly, she opens up her two arms, and went forward running to catch it when it came down , she caught it like it was a foot ball! The little baby was crying, of course, they both obviously had unresolved issues! It was balling its head off crying! She couldn't hear it, not a sound, but she could see it, and she knew it! She imagined in her head it was crying making sounds like : wa, wa, waa ma, maaaa!

But, as you can imagine, the sight of this upset the cannibal children emotionally!

Scankey, couldn't understand what they were saying, but by the look on their faces, Scankey knew she had crossed a red line and tripped a wire that set them off going bunkers!

Things got more corvor'conian, and went down hill super fast!

The kids around her were in mass by the hundreds of thousands and the older kids brought the tiny babies up to her so she could breast feed them!

Well, Scankey, freaked out, thinking, these kids are out of their mind! Scankey personally, had been in a lot of difficulties, lot of hard times, but this really took the cake!

She covered her self up! Buttoned up her shirt, and stood and looked around at them as if to say you guys got to be crazy! They were moving their mouths, talking and saying a whole lot! Scankey, could not hear them, it was so quiet!
Scankey , didn't even know if they spoke what ever type of language, or if they had a strange baby language?

But, she wanted to imagine they could understand her, because if they could not, she was gone to have to defend her self! She had made a mistake breast feeding one of them!
That, Scankey was determined, was not going to be happening again, no way no how!
Scankey, saw she was standing on a few fallen tree branches, and considered seriously if worse comes to worse, she'll pick up them to use them to beat them off, and defend her self if need be!

But first things first, the winters gloom in the room of her mind, she didn't want to think about that, just yet! She needed to communicate to them. She thought, maybe she could try to make them understand her by using sign language! Moving her hands, but thats no good! She's got to try to talk to them looking into their little white eyes like crocodiles, make them smile, and hope they understand her, thats all! She got to do it other wise peace will decay!
Scankey doesn't want to turn away, faces life with a knife between her teeth, a curse on her meat and a shadow after her! She will speak, she'll talk , talk like she never talked before, say something that will engage them, save her self from them! Its got to work, she knew what she had to convey , failure would mean war with these little children, all the way! The impact of what she'll say now, will have to do the trick! Recognizing its importance scankey clears her throat to speak! :

[ 3 ]

[ SCANKEY ]

[ SCANKEY got herself together knowing she could only brace herself because, she knows, immature as these little ones are, they might berate her, and scream and yell, and God knows what! Besides that she suspects their cannibals!
So she wanted to hop on it, and concoct up an impromptu, speech together real fast that would justify to them logically, why she will not breast feed them, to avoid that disaster! She knows, often kids just don't understand things!

SCANKEY, wants to be respected! She knows its hard when you have caregiving responsibilities! And being the only adult in this world she wanted to give a good impression!
She pulled her shoulders back, stuck out her big chess, took a deep breath, stood erect, and attempted to be as dignified as possible, and tried to pretend, and act like a politician with an empathetic heart!

She calibrates in her mind that to be sure her voice can reach as many of them as possible, she raises up her voice and speaks loudly to the large crowds of little children surrounding her ! ]

HELLO, HELLO I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE CHILDREN!
Let me introduce myself! My name is Olivia , Olivia Scankey! I am so happy to be here! I am so happy to see you all!

And I mean to tell you all something, so yes do gather around me, so we can talk, so we can be friends!
But heres the problem, I am not of your world!
I came down from the sky from another world, and I can't hear you when you talk to me!
I don't understand it, but all I hear is silence!
I think you can hear me though, so thats why I am going to say, what I am going to say to you!

When I was a little child like you, I dreamed when I grew up I would be a kindergarden teacher! I love kids! I love being around children!

Hear me wonderful children of this world!
Hear me, and I beg you to understand me and not be offended!
I am standing here today before you, to tell you I am honored you want me to breast feed you all!

Be a Mother to you all!
But I can't! I cannot!
But, I am just one woman, I am a human, the difference between us is you live to be eight or nine years old, and we, we as humans live a long time and get very old! But, me, I am not some supernatural Goddess, that can do that for you!
I can't!
Me?
I am just a person, a woman, who dropped into your world! I am nobody, nobody special, just an ordinary girl!

I need to sleep, and eat, and be happy, and be loved, just like you, but I can't be your mother!
I see you eating fish that lay on the beaches, and you seem to have a good life here, and I am happy for you all! But although we have many things in common there are differences!
Just to be clear, in real life, You come from out of eggs, I've seen you laying eggs in the fields, and babies come out, so you don't have Mothers, and now you see me and think, I am something I am not! I am not a god or a mother! I hope you understand and we can become good friends and be pals . . . thats all!

She said, and amazingly the kids stopped moving their mouths and appeared to be paying attention and listening! But in reality, to the contrary, they too didn't hear a word she said, and suddenly they all rushed her attacking her and trying to lick her and bite her, she took up the tree branch at her foot, and banged them in the head bam, bam bam! She swung the branch around hard like a baseball bat and was knocking them out ! Bam, Wak, Wak, Bam, Bam! This strategy was to raise their awareness that it's not in their best interest to peruse this course of action!

Then she went in to offense mode, and it was so weird the kids went air born in the air like magic flying all around and flying down to get her!
But the kids went nuts, they didn't pay her any mind to anything she said, and jumped at the chance to attack her, zooming up in the air and flying down into her face! Scankey, she got into a karate stance and grabbed the tree branch and started whacking them

Pow, Pow, Bam, Bam, Pow, boom, ban whack, pow

She moved forward and swung around her foot in to their face knocking out baby teeth into the air!

POW!

Kicked three of them in the head breaking their necks!

Pow, Pow , Pow!

Scankey was getting pist off! Beating them back, was getting exhausting! There was thousands of them and they you'd think, they wise up and get the picture, but they were too stupid, and kept coming! So she let them have it! Swinging left and right with the tree branch, whipping them wham, whacking the kids in the head :

Bam, Bang Boom!

She could see that they were crying, but so what she couldn't hear them! That was the good thing about all of this! She kicked thirty of them off her and flipped around and kicked some more off her too! And three jumped into her hair, she pulled them off, threw them on the ground, and stumped their heads in like they were roaches, but its just too many of them! They kept coming, and coming too fast towards Scankey! It was ridiculous! she didn't know what the hell to do!
When she looked out all she saw was little baby heads with their mouth open, hungry to eat her! And now feeling desperate and fearing for her life, she pulled out her ace card, her last resort, her laser she had from the Zippy! She turned the setting from a narrow laser beam, to a full wide beam bolt, to spread the beams, blasting them to death, fast and furiously! And she took to swing it around slicing them up, like sausage! Cutting off legs, heads, arms, all in attempt to stop their onslaught! She, despite she was waging a fire war on them, they kept running towards her trying to eat her!
But since they had no weapons, she felt certain she would crush them! She was getting down playing nasty and dirty and set the laser settings to blast fire on them!
Cause either way you look at it, its ether one or the other, she or them! Somebody's got to die! Scankey fired away shooting wildly at the kiddy cannibals, trying to get as many of them as possible!

ZZZZZZZaBOWZZZZZZZaBOWZOOOOOoooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzo pazow, ZOOOOOoooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzo pazow,, ZOOOOOoooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzo pazow,

The faces of the little ones exploded engulfed in flames, as hundreds that were on fire ran around in circles bumping into each other, falling down, getting burnt and screaming, and running on top of each other blindly, and sprinting towards Scankey, holding their hands out, desperately trying to reach her, before getting shot down again! Scankey wasn't playing, she was now a killer machine! She had the only gun in the world!
Imagine what you would do if you had the only gun in the world? We listened to her blasting them!

ZZZZZZZaBOWPazooooooooozzzzzzzzzzzzzz . . .
ZZZZZZZaBOWZOOOOOoooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzo pazow, ZOOOOOoooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzo pazow, ZOOOOOoooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzo POWZOOOOOOO, ZZZZZZZaBOWpazow,
ZOOOOOoooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzo pazow, ZOOOOOoooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzo pazow,, ZOOOOOoooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzo pazoOOOOOOooooooooo

it was totally off the wall what was happening! It was stunning! A impossible scene to fathom, armies of cannibal killer babies were marching forward like an in-stoppable force!
But others little children, even though, even though their bodies were alight with fire, the live ones, struggled, stumbled to their feet, and they kept coming robustly, stampeding over themselves like a team of wild buffaloes, running up over twenty foot mounds, of dead burning bodies, of dead babies! And all in an mad, incredible effort, to reach and eat Scankey! Scankey was shooting them like mad, as much as she could! It was incredible to watch! Scankey, standing up, befuddled, confused, but determined to stay alive at any cost! She was standing up, like in the bottom of deep valley whose walls were made up of kids she had killed, with her laser gun blasts! Scankey, was alarmed, but, nevertheless, thought to herself :

[ SCANKEY ]

A girls got to do, what a girls go to do! Me, I got the power, and if you don't leave me alone kiddies, it ain't gone be pretties, what I am gone do to you! I am gonna shoot your nuggets off!

She said as she blasted away left and right up and down, above and beyond! Hitting some of them three at a time at the same time, as the laser beam passed through them, , leaving white hot little holes that glowed, as down they got mowed!!
Scankey up until today was a loser! Not any more! She had known for so long, the depth of feeling sad, depressed, like a low down beaten defeated woman, but here in this moment in space and time, in this world, she was getting the strange taste of superiority, and psychological wellbeing! And strangest of all, the feelings of a warriors hunger for death, and a woman's killer confidence ! These were the emotional feelings growing big time in scankey, now!
She felt powerful! She had a gun, and she felt for the first time the exhilaration of being a winning killer! She felt different, she was different! She raised her mighty laser, and yelled and screamed like a crazy blood thirsty warrior, shooting out deadly beams yelling, smiling and laughing . . .

[ SCANKEY ]

TAKE THAT YOU CRAZY CANNIBAL KIDDIES . . . HA, HA, HA, HEY CANIBAL KIDDIES YOU WANT A PIECE OF MEEEeeeeeeeeeeee HA, HA, HA

And she raised her laser up aiming indiscriminately not caring whether it was a girl or a boy, young baby or a seven year old, from right to left and let it do its duty, unmercifully blasting them cannibals kiddies like crazy . . .

ZZZZZZZZaBOWappppppassssooooooo
ZZZZZZZaBOWZOOOOOoooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzo pazow, ZZZZZZZaBOWZOOOOOoooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzo pazow,

We saw her blast them in the eye, make em' fly, fry 'em, shoot them in backside, their little bodies tousled over and tumbled into the earth on fire! They screamed as their asses got set on fire! But out of their throats not a sound was heard! Their faces, they all looked like Chrunchi's!
Both the girls, and the boys! There was girl Chrunchi's and boy Chrunchi's and they all spelled death for Scankey!
Scankey! Blasted them quickly with the laser gun.

ZZZZZZZaBOWZOOOOOoooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzo . . . pazow . . zzzzzzzzpow!

[ 4 ]

We saw her change, we saw the nice girl stop acting nice! Change her demeanor and we can't fathom why she flipped into the dark side of the force, the despised alternate bad side of us, hidden in our intra between life levels, inside out realms of our super complex brain, that you cannot always keep secret! But she was going there fast . . . Could it be, could it be what they say? "That your face, is the face you project, but when in war, when in battle, the mask comes off, rattles your soul, cuts out your morals, and you become someone you would reject, and bare the putrid purple color face of another killer?" We saw her killing the children by the hundreds! There was mountains of charred burning bodies! The flames spiraled in circles in the hot air, letting out yellow sparks that whistled and crackled amongst the thousands of charcoaled corpses, burning the flesh! Cooking them! The smoldering fumes swirled decimating the pleasantness of the beautiful ocean breezes, and the beautiful blue skies disappeared, rapidly turned to dark! There was a change! A change in the wind!
A change that was strange! Became a wind full of sin! You could smell it! The cool breezy smell from the sea was replaced instantly, by a smoked filled acrid stench of death! As dark clouds, big, big enormous black turbulent clouds thousands of feet high, suddenly rushed in, and an instant later, we heard the rolling bang of booming thunder, Several lines of white lightening split across the heaven, and it began to rain, but in each rain drop contained a tiny cannibal kiddy baby that looked like Chrunchi!
The rains came, putting out some of the fires, the red hot and yellow embers resistantly stayed lit! The smoke fumed and blew the light colored, grayish white plumes that undulated and bellowed up into the blackened sky forming clouds that spelled out the words

C H R U N C H I !

The misty heavy downpour got Scankey soaking wet! And soon she felt the rain on her causing a stinging sensation, so she looked! And what her two eyes saw, was a dire revelation, so horrible, that it stopped her heart beating cold! Cause, what she saw, when she looked and examined her skin more carefully, the rain drops had something in them! Scankey, accessed her implants magnification feature letting her see that inside the little drops, were the tiny Chrunchi cannibal kiddy babies!
She saw that in each rain drop was one of the tiny Chrunchi babies, thats right, right inside the rain drops! The rain was raining hard on her! Soon as she got hit by a rain drop, they'd pop out, and gorge themselves eating her skin, her face , her hair everywhere! She began to bleed! Red little sores appeared all over her! They were crawling in her clothes, all over her breast, on her nipples, running in and out of Scankey's nose, and in and out of all of her body orifices! It was terrible! Mind blowing! She couldn't believe it was raining Chrunchi's!
It was raining Chrunchi's! It was raining Chrunchi's! This type of weather this girl could definitely skip! Scankey could use a umbrella, you can believe that!
Scankey's sense of power and superiority disappeared, and she burst out crying, and she let out a gut wrenchingly sorrowful cry and scream in the night, like a poor lost wounded animal, the whole world could hear :

[ SCANKEY ]

NO, don't eat meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeenoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo no!
YA, YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
help me Please Roy are you coming nonoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo help me Roy! Please! ya yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Oh No nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo noooooooooooooo no no!

Oh No !

Watching this nightmare at the same time too, quietly, was Sharkkadoom and Captain Roy!

[ 5 ]

authors note : the exposit entitled [ WE STARE, WATCHING A WOMAN IN FEAR ] will be cut from the script!

[ WE STARE, WATCHING A WOMAN IN FEAR ]

[ We stare, watching a woman in fear, here where, applied things,
take this girl really out of the running, observe we do . . . not complicit too, addicted maybe, to stare, we at what we see, so curious it be, totality of options, novelty!
But we do not endorse the horrors, Scankey's goings on. Nor we do not, . . . We looked on in shock and try to fathom, and dissect the not common place spheres that, she in this nightmare goes in, thats what we saw!
What we saw happening was a living hell . . . Expectations that rung our curiosities bell, overwhelming , a spectacle. Made us stand back and wonder,
and marvel too, the breath and width of the brain, that innovative, vehicle that it be , you see, out of the biochemically derived, cortexes center converter, offering capabilities of grasping the whole from the some of its parts exceptionally arts creative foundations, upon which it creates dreams fraught, several horrible encounters we time after time escape death with personalized synthesized contributions interconnecting the seen, the known, and the not, moods out of nowhere a lot, to prognosticate to enable, to fable, and to drown us in nightmares powerfully enough to leave a sting on us, and feelings so real emotionally, they creep us out, that will remain a life times stain, we will always recall!

Dreams we remember because they're memorable, is it possible to inherit dreams of our father? of our mother ? Can dreams embedded in the genes, be passed on intergenerationally?
And why do you see a dream over, and over, some decade later, with the same environment, same character, so cleanly , so real, and know not why till you die, what does that tell you?

So that its dreams, will be remembered till death do they part, at heart!
The experience of dreams, we grow fond of, like pajamas , we embrace them, they keep us warm at the time we usually take our dream flight! Buckle up and hang on tight!

Question the song?
We often remember the dream and ourselves some do, others forget the dream complete too! Yes, forget, they just had before they wake for gods sake, After you awake, troubled are you, to ascertain its true meaning! Epistemology holds that knowledge is innate, something the brain ate, but than small are we to access it!
We are up to our knees in awe of it!
Non-sequiteur, it does, or does not necessarily follow we can understand the meanings, least understood behind the nightmares, and the creatures in it formed that it to us bares!

WHY?

How can the brain do that?

It is wave space sensitive to streams of waves bouncing and pushing, pulling in and out, boundaries rotating in vortexual bountifulcationized sounds and or its vibrations and or its frequencies, coming from somewhere, passing in you from space and inside, the inner inside of you latent gene wise, to over view regulate you, and what you do or inablities to not do As you are aware when it comes to people it does not make them perfect!
! The genes codes, maybe moldy, but it is old, and knows how to do its thing!

Scankey has walked further, down the road of forces, not of her calling, not of her doing, imposed on her, thrust upon this woman, intellectual depravity, and passported inside levels of acrimony, scrutiny of which bowl us over, more over, superficially plausible, but actually wrong ? No! Some people smoke in their dreams all the time, but not in real life, what does that mean? What does that tell you?

You're thinking of "telepathy"or does another you, live where you are, but not exactly? You are here? Are you? Or another you is here inside you?
As you read the word on a page, the word-er in you, in both of you's, the passive, the conscious, deposits what? A sound! A voice? Can you, can you hear it?
A word, yes, can be heard? Its vibration, can calm and disturb, the wave waves the dead, and brings it alive! It is the difference in the dead, note some people in life are for all intentional, purposes are already dead, just not, buried yet, survive!
In space nothing can survive. Only the wave! It brings life, manifesting mathematically fractacalities practicalities in languages to those who can speak it only, atoms only, who owe their existence to it to do its bidding only, and its behest, when and where it demands, ir-regardless of what anything that thinks it is alive, thinks! There is another alive out there, that over rides the alive you define and think you know! In your human languages limiting as it is, it's the big alive !

Its pressure, and displacement, through a medium, be that what it may water walls, say, infra, ulra signals in gene code appearing to be comatose to a point in time, time-release code, to make you! The genes, are marvelous, its workings and functions that which you can see, those you cannot, what your physicist say if you can see it, you can not prove it, it does not exists, time is built in to the code! It hears the music that is played across space like an ace!

The words and all your cortexes, sensory modalities, come into play because of what the genes say, and its wave that tells them when and where to do their thing, and when you should sing, or not to sing!

Brainwaves are produced by multiple neurons firing simultaneously : the frequency of that firing occurring determines the activity’s frequency or wavelength, the motivationer is the key locked up in genealogy. One man and one woman are either compatible or they're not, the wave locked inside the gene will determine their lot! From the first downed sound, to last present updated, it will be beating in you, live or dead, being alive is not a pre requisite for it's functioning!
You for it, is only one cave it vibrates it, echoes off of! Just as Sharkkadoom, employed "Anti Time Communication Exploration, " inside chrunchi's nightmares it has no end and the wave has no beginning! It just is!

Some, we sense on reading, are puzzled, some who out of billions, have heard the sound of a wave originating inside them, know of what we speak! We have come, we have observed, the range of Chrunchi's nightmares uncurbed, we have seen Chrunchi's night mares up close and personal!
The wave, forms iterations continuously! The vibrating waves, does not discriminate between live of dead!
Atoms are not dead or alive! Its above such silly ideations, since it simple, and outside, its out side of consideration of complexities like what happenstancial life, forms you! So called higher forms of life proclaim to have, higher abilities facilities!

But, . . . ah the little atom!

Theres a beauty in fractal simplicity! The math can tell you that!
But the wave extends, its hand, to variations of man, the deaf , and the blind, it is also to them kind, and to them does what she does!

Extending understanding to those who cannot hear, but the atoms that make them up feel it and respond accordingly, and to those who can not hear it, it creates work arounds, incorporating its vibrations to stimulate the cortex sensors on the parts thats sponsor the initiation of where the dream source originates, and vibrations, stir on the corresponding cortexes, frictional surfaces, boundaries, undulating vibrations to influence its boundary atoms, attached to it, so it senses and responds and dream too!
A person born deaf, the waves will be adapted to them using go around by Vibrations! By utilizing, that which is at its basic core!

Its vibrations to allow the person to use sign language, so that its sound translate into another manifestation of its self , its vibration invokes in him or her, the impulse mandated by the universality of the waves supreme other life frequency, to get that person to think and or dream nice dreams or horrific nightmares in sign language, and that individual, will see the signs into their mind's eye, just exactly and precisely the way, the same way hearing people can hear a voice in their mind's ear, when they dream.

And veritable plethora of deaf people think in images and concepts for the most part totally independent of language or sound, and will dream in the language they use his or her sign language, just as a hearing person would hear voices and sounds, deaf people do think independent of sound and dream absent of sound, but see the look of the characters like in a silent movie,

If Scankey see someones face, and by the look of the persons face, the way it is, she knows its screaming but can't hear it, she knows that person is screaming and something is terribly wrong, her eyes become her ears, just like in this last terrible nightmare she was in!

She's deaf, and can distinguish good from bad, and tell pain, and sorrow and fear, just as those of you who are not deaf or blind do, and Scankey does too! if scankey was deaf she would use sign language as best she can, but fortunately, brain transplants in her time and era, have all but made such conditions confined to be burried in the past!
But even, if that was not the case, and she was alive and living in," the past," in your time, when the BIG REX monster, is standing in front of you, bending over to eat you, thats a scary thing! If not more so, if you cannot hear his big roar, but see his big mouth moving silently, as he comes for you!

And of course if you are blind and deaf, but you can feel the earth shaking under and around you, as he stomps ever closer to eat you, you can feel that and surmise you gonna have a bad hair day! Things, are gonna go bad for you quick! Run! Blind or not you run! Why do you run when your blind, from a bad creature that be to you will be unkind, it's your possession, your primate gene mind makes you try to save that which you have, your possession is, your life!

As so far as Scankey is concerned, there are no provisions for us, even if we wanted to save the heroine in these nightmares. In fact its heart breaking to see Scankey in a kind of hell like this dream, shes trapped in!

We watch, we do, Dare we look! We stare, watching a woman in fear! ]

[ authors note : the exposit entitled [ WE WATCHED HER TRAMPLE HER OPOSITION ] will be cut from the script!

[ WE WATCHED HER TRAMPLE HER OPOSITION ]

[ We watched her trample her opposition, we watched Scankey feel and deal and come under fire of revengeful rains ire ! Active magical cannibal children merely a device, Chrunchi finds nice, dropping them from hells skies! Billions of them, like lice ! We watched it all!

But we were not alone. Other witnesses, were watching this nightmare at the same time too, quietly! Captain Roy and Sharkkadoom!

Sharkkadoom watches enjoying every minute, Then you also have under the control of the evil one, Sharkkadoom the mind of Chrunchi's, in which the nightmares fermented bend to her end! She is his controller. . . in the
ever expanding dimensionless boundaries, of the unhitched mad dreaming mind! In a time that space forgot! The shadow of Sharkkadoom, her evolutionized innovations to change her self into an invisible dot! A dot you cannot plot! Fractalcalities of the dark kind in Sharkkadooms sphere of influence, there are a lot of powers she wheels, unprecedented inside the dreaming mind!

Things, ecologically unknowable by the likes of you, you can never know, trapped forever in a minds under tow, that already let go, is mad, mad, existing on a launch pad, up into the limitless skies physical realm levels, that are unimaginable magnitudes of evility, that are only hints, mind you listen well, and be warned, only hints, of how super bad she can be!
That, sink hole, nightmare world you now can see, can suck you into too, addictive it is . . . for eternity! Be warned beeee warned!

And, the courtship by Chrunchi, turned vile, twisted, sought Scankey, and the mental transformations, undergone by Scankey! OH yes! Oh Yes! Much we have seen, but what we have seen to date is only the tip of the iceberg! For this nightmare, has no end! ]

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me a break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, and old boy Chrunchi and gal pal, Scankey, quite frankly, They all got issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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BOOM

a light beam hit him right in the head in his brain, setting off a tremendous series of cataclysmic explosions cumulating in destroying him and everything for miles and miles around! It all happen, in this world, this planet where his friend the Blueman Dooovof'comwonder came from, all the big tall mountains where he had gone to search for buried treasure,
in The tomb of Goddrooomatt'ah was totally blown up and leveled by the magnitude of the explosions! It was an immense series of hot fiery balls of white and yellow light, emitting intense heat and turbulent spiraling releases of fractal energy! The blast shook and it shook, booming, blasting explosions after powerful explosions seemingly going on continuously till after a long while it finally fizzled out and the normalcy of the clueless blackness of the space-time continuum, returned!
Why, why was this done? It was no freak anomaly, no accident, no lightening bolt, it was a big beam, that killed Captain Roy? Captain Roy? Why? We don't know? No one knows ? Not, even Sharkkadoom, who is unaware?
Who luckily if she was in his head, in his brain cell at the time of the explosions, she too would not exist anymore! But luckily for her Highness, she took a sojourn! And, if she didn't do this, than who did? There is a saying in space " Do, do not, or do a lot, secrets travel in light hot, and will be revealed when the Sun rises"
We could stay around here for millions of years, and learn nort, about what happen, best we travel back, back step by step in time, to that moment in time, when Captain Roy, noticed Sharkkadoom, had left him for the first time, a long time ago, and took advantage of the opportunity to sent out an SOS message, without her knowing, to The Ba'girmadogana Federation, to get Jack SawedOff, to come and rescue him, but the mighty Zotocon warrior never, never, never came! So what happened?

Seems his SOS, plea for help, drew a lot of attention, in the The Ba'girmadogana Federation, and there was held an important meeting to discuss it!

We travel to that point in time now, and see and listen for ourselves, what history reveals in the particles of light, and hope that the Sun rises, and it rays if truth, decimates the darkness, and allows us to see, who and what this meeting was all about.

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ACTION-EXT THE SCENE OPENING SHOT IS THIS :
CAMERA PANS LOOKING DOWN AT A GIANT GLOBAL TERMINAL COMPLEX THAT IS A SILVER OBLONG SPHERE, ON THE DARK SIDE OF A FLYING ASTROID ZOOMING THROUGH SPACE!

THE NEXT CAMERA PERSPECTIVE SHOT IS ROTATING LOOKING TOP DOWN AT THE ASTROID ZOOMING THROUGH THE CORRIDORS OF SPACE, IN THE BACKGROUND A GALAXY IN MISTY PALE MULTICOLOR HUES IS SEEN! THIS ASTROID, IN THE CENTER OF WHICH, WE SEE THE SIGHT OF THE GLOWING SILVER SPHERE, WHERE INSIDE A STRANGE INTERSTELLAR, MEETING IS CONVENING!

NEXT SHOT, WE SEE INSIDE IT, THERES A PRIVATE THINK TANK BRAIN MEETING CHAMBER, CALLED THE "CIRCLE OF TRUTH' WITHIN ITS WALLS ARE AMBASSADORS OF THE BA'GIRMADOGANA FEDERATION GOVERNMENT EMPIRE, IN HERE, HEARINGS ARE HELD TO DISCUSSED MATTERS OF POWER BALANCE .

THE SPHERE, WHOSE DESCRIPTION INCLUDES, CEILING AND WALLS THAT ARE COVERED WITH AN ABUNDANCE OF THICK HANGING LIKE FOLIAGE, SIMILAR TO IVY VINES, AND OTHER, GREEN AND BLUE HANGING VEGETATION!
INDIRECT DIM LIGHTING IS PROVIDED IN THE FORM OF TINY PUESDO FLOATING FLUIDIC AIR BUBBLE PODS! THE LIGHTING IS NOT STATIONARY BUT, SYNCHRONIZED TO MUSIC PLAYING, AND STARTS AT THE BOTTOM OF THE CURVED WALLS OF THE SPHERE, AND SLOWLY MOVING UNDULATING, IN LIGHT BLUE WHITE STREAKS ALL THE WAY UP THE CEILING WHERE THEY CONVERGE, THEN RETURN DOWNWARD TO RISE AGAIN, LOOPING! FRACTAL MUSIC, SOFTLY IS HEARD PLAYING IN THIS MEDITATIONAL MELODY, WITH UNDULATING FREQUENCIES IN THE BACKGROUND, SOUNDING LIKE THIS : [ OU - E - OU - E - B - CA -CHA -DICT - DEEEEEE ] ,

[ THERE ARE SEEN 200 DOCOKEYS CHAIRS, 24 OF WHICH ARE FLOATING BIO LUMINESCENT FRACTAL VERAN'DOCOKEYS
CHAIRS, MOST ARE EMPTY AND THE HALL IS ALL BUT EMPTY ] AND SEEN ARE SEVEN SACRED HAHOS MONKS, AND OTHER DIGNITARIES, WHO ARE IN ATTENDANCE IN AN SECRET EMERGENCY MEETING, AND CONVEY CONTENTIOUS, EXPOSITIONS, ON THE TOPIC OF REBELLIOUS EMPIRICAL ROBOT SELF REPLICATION FORCES, AND THEIR SHOCK AND DISMAY ABOUT CONCERNS THREATENING THE EMPIRE.

THE MONKS RESPOND OFTEN MAKING SOUNDS OF MIND TO MIND AGREEMENT, ARE ACCORDING EXPRESSED BY MAKING A SERIES OF HUMMING HARMONIC VIBRATIONAL SOUNDS, SOUNDING LIKE THIS
[ FUMMMMMMM! FUMMMMMMM! ] THIS VIBRATIONAL ARTICULATIONAL SOUND WAVES IS A SIGNAL OF CON-JOINTIVE BRAIN APPROVAL AND AGREEMENT ]

Authors note : revelatory dietetic statements labeled [ ERGO WE SEE A OPENING ]
are subject to be cut from movie script

[ ERGO WE SEE A OPENING ]

[ Ergo we see a opening from dark-blackish blue to where sacred Haho's leaders are seen seated in floating Verandakeys chairs!
The sacred Haho's leaders whose superiority is lent, and proportion, among other things, as advisors of law, and are a vertical top down ruling power board of Mathematicians, Computer Scientist, Astrologers , Doctors of gene immortiizations, EEGFT, Specialist in Emitter Elastic Gradient Fractolic Time differentialities manifestations, Nano quantum inter-brain-robotists, whose establishment form a system to extract only the best ideas, called [ Owemata ] [ Owemata systems] , that under pins all aspects of this society, allowed thinking, and un-allowed thinking, through the use of brain implantation in its citizenry!
This establishment is seen, as a calculated Sinusoidal computational wave of deterrents, to committing evolutionary social, mercantile, and militaristic, errors and inaccuracies in policy, over elements of law, constancy with the purpose of forming good Empire governance!

The Haho's leaders, who were created in test tubes, are hybrid terciary beings, advanced versions, who are physically bio computerized, with computers supporting all brains functions, and are normally in suspended animation chambers shaped like coffins, and only are awakened and come out, when their council is needed to solve issues the state requires resolution to!

Now, we see them, they are bristly robotically transported to a secret meeting to decide on urgent military action!

The leaders are Star cybernetic organisms jiiiragasiyhavahs, and serve in many government capacities ! Some are scared Haho's human supreme court judges who are Royal Star Monks, whose families have donated their children with super intelligence to be bio re engineered as thinking living machines, for that purpose, to use their gifts of intellect for benefit, and the governance of each sector of galactic spectrums of the society of the [ Ba'girmadogana Federations Empire]!
Their lives, are lived in a sleeping state for the most part, with brain eye and data base eight sensory inputs, in their brains, inside a bubble coffin called a Royal Wabob, but they are voluntarily enabled to materialize digitally in two ways : as real looking people, but again, can among themselves, appear at will in their natural machine color of shiny metallic blue, and devoid of their normal features , because they have no need for them! They don't need eyes so they don't have eyes and their nose nostrils have been sealed along with their ears which are non existent and their mouths have sealed bio-logical and their principle function is to use their brains to think! And communicate through the generation of controlled low wave amplitudes thoughts
oscillation translations, that can be heard by them and their subjects!
They are the Royal Empire aphoristical thinkers behind the great militaristic propagation and expansion in space of the [ Ba'girmadogana Federation]

And scared Haho's use their brain devices to resolved jurisdictional policy strategic problems for the society at large for the [ Ba'girmadogana Federations ] Empire, under whose jurisdiction they rule supreme!
They are Ambassadorial dignitaries with acumen in recombinant mind networking and structured coordination and data interchanges functioning as supreme court judges! They're duties ranges, managing the planetary, as well as satellites portals community affairs of space quadrant provinces states and the people with in their empires boundaries!

The Haho's, have their brains upgradeably wired, specifically as inter generationally wise man and women, serving as advisory council members for the good of the Ba'girmadogana Federation! The appointed Haho's normally live in involuntary temporary vegetable states, but, hooked up mentally to the going on's of society through core spy brain drone mobile units!

Another pertinent detail of their existence, is that they live bio physically, in special coffins components, which are small mobile tube like self robotics sustaining mechanical structures, containing these computerized hybridized humans monks, grown inside test tube bottles, all of whom were born to live to make laws for the two hundred and ninety four billion people, who make up the sphere of influence of the [ Ba'girmadogana Federations Empire! ]

ACTION-INT THIS SCENE SHOT IS MULTI-ROTATIONAL WITH :
CAMERA PANNING 360 DEGREES ( LOOKING DOWN AT THE AUDIENCE PERPENDICULARLY, THEN MOVED AND SWITCH TO FIXATE ON ONE MAN, THEN DO A CLOSE UP, AS IN THE BACKGROUND THE MEMBERS SOUND OFF DOING CON-JOINTIVE SOUNDS WAVES .

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

[ Some of the Monks and some of the meeting members vibrate their tongues, creating a harmonic utterance ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm! FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm! FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnoooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmm

We look into the secret committee chambers belonging to the ambassadors of the Ba'girmadogana Federation, where a rushed meeting is taking place, and strange groups of people and cybernetic beings are seen. Their decisions here will be life changing . . .

A Haho'ic being is preparing to speak.
A Star magistrate, chair named ZZ-ar, Muffa-fa V-Bingonathf, addresses his colleagues as the meeting opens :

[ ZZ-AR-STAR, MUFFA ]

And I want to thank you all for coming on such short notice, my esteemed all stars advisors:

Star :[ General Maca Gada ] chair of military intelligence for all deconflictional logistical support for the Ba'girmadogana Federation including cultural mercantile price wars reciprocity concerns.

Star The ambassador, family Oritim de bit la, the third,
chair head of policy, mind conscript advisor for geo spacial intra galactic sphere of influence affairs.

Star : The family Nooiune of galaxy Roihtork.
Star strategist ambassador, star, Misgindounasagarthiz, and
Star Ma lady Ambassadora Erhunda tasxxal! Senior AI geo logical aerial judicator for
Ba'girmadogana Federation!

We, we as emperatorical members of," the Circle of Truth," sovereigns overlords, bare the weight, to not commit mistakes!

"Dates ,we do not fake . . . fate is the fact at out backs . . . theory and duty development of which to us does dictate.
With the power of the mind, laser swords will emancipate the truth!" This meeting is now in, order. Holyworkers servants intelligence, reported menacing, integral parts unknown from out space," a rebel Artificial intelligence terror,"

And to us fall both the human and non human obligations to ascertain truth from fiction!
And, accordingly, act we will, this chamber whose vote solicits from us truth, buttressed with conviction!

We, to protect thrice, our empire, it above all! We never let it fall! All of us have a taste for attributes, but what ever attributes one has,it features peaks and valleys, pros and cons! We can not control what happens . . . we can control our reaction to it!

" a rebel Artificial Intelligence terror,"

Let the truth be said, "Sometimes the treat comes out of our own ignorance, and sometimes we, we are our own worse enemy!"

[ AMBASSADOR STAR MISGINDOUNASAGARTHIZ ]

I swear all set quick, we go tell us where it hurts, my fellow over lord? No passion embarks, have I, fondly for mystery, Hard tis hard, to make the connection between fact, rumor, coming on my fellow over lord, ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa spill what thou know'ith?

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Relearning myself , terrified myself certainly the solution to unwanted life is death!
Overlords! Excuse my big, harshness, but this is an emergency meeting! So I will dispense with convivialities and I will get to the point immediately! Time laughs and upon much we have to craft, is marching on and we only have a short window of time!
A short window of time to act, too short a time in fact!

I have a real fear, that is why we're here!
Let me preface my correspondence with this :

Some times the threat, comes out of ignorance of own comprehension of our selves, and limitations on unforeseen and un intended consequences in the future, have been known to come back, and haunt us in the present time, in a time and place like now!

You know what I know! Hard to know whats going when warring with an enemy unborn!

There are un intended births, babies that come into our lives that are not planned! un-intended deaths that come into our lives that were not planned for!
Introduction of un intended inventions that are life changing! That change our lives forever!

I need to share with you some things so you too can be privy!

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[ AMBASSADOR STAR MISGINDOUNASAGARTHIZ ]

let me interrupt, my lord, ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa, before you share with us more! I want to reply to your implying about our scientists! I find your line of thinking insulting, we are certainly are not to be blamed for the metrics of business. When you seek innovation, change brings on trial and errors, after an error, shared exclusivity, propelled by the markets hunger for the new! For new artificial intelligences, we learn after the fact to be proactive not to make that mistake again!
Incompetency is subjective, just that, no more! Like you yourself said ; all systems are imperfect!

I don't want to dwell on what happened in the past! I want to know what we are going to now!

What say you my fellow overlords?

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

[ Some of the Monks and some of the meeting members vibrate their tongues, creating a harmonic utterance ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm! FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm! FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnoooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmm

[ AMBASSADOR STAR MISGINDOUNASAGARTHIZ ]

Hard to make out that connection between innovations in the Artificial Intelligences reconfiguration and a ineffectual symptom of best practices processes!

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Opinions and comments are in order!

[ AMBASSADOR STAR MISGINDOUNASAGARTHIZ ]

In conclusion of which, i'll end with this: In respect,
trauma is the memory that is yours entirely in partnership, when collectively as a Empire, like ours makes a mistake!

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Your points are well, taken! But, As you can appreciate! Its politically opportunistic to takes sides, but here me well! We have to be above that, now! Garbage in garbage out, we must put aside politics now!
Here me, my Star overlords, thus, with good reason, history perfections and flaws, sometimes acts as a good disinfectant, so that the state can start clean and fresh!
Doing so, we learn not to make the same mistake again, nevertheless we do!
Why, thats what humans do, as history will testify!

Thats why we became cybernetic humans, to elevate ourselves to be better than what we were, to rectify that animal inherited proclivity to act foolishly.
Still us, blighted we are, as sight of our flaws, demonstrably illustrate!
All systems, no matter how competent we think they are, they have residences, personality group granularities and constituencies, that lend themselves, unexpectedly to unpredictable institutional flaws, that we discover long after the fact! We have not learned how to stop that!

Despite our intellect, we too are still subject to the serendipity of the whims of chaos inside the Force! Little we can do to change that with diplomacy.
Diplomacy is all about consequences that flow from positions that you take,
What I am talking to specifically, to refresh your memories is : In our Ba'girmadogana Federation, Empire, is a date that will live in infamy!
Date pa-sear 120073.

In the Dikarmidop section, the experimental, intra mental AI cratal labs, under the galactic sponsorships, our researches headed by Royal scientist, mathematician,
Star didaticator Star, Lumbarchismo cudhisna, perfected successfully something that was indeed, life changing!

He advanced dynamically, our experimentations unprecedentedly in hybrids, EFBC Electri-frackacadistic Brain Control technology!

And contributed to the development in the bots, and the cybernetisms projects thats sponsored and gave wave to the creation of the Zozocon! Elite being series, aglomerational bio-phantom simulation components!

but,

Out of which un-intendedly, un-intendedly an error occurred, a mutant hybrid evolved, called Sharrkka 501 slaves series was discovered! Thanks to his work, we created a superior Artificial Intelligent Slave called Sharkka 501!
Which as a Slave AI constructs, had surpassed all known intelligences and capacitors!

People commit flaws!
Our scientists working at that lab, are no exception!
And an oversight of her brain activity was laxed, and not recognized as hostile!

Her self replication evolutional capabilities, went totally unchecked! Unnoticed, until it was too late!
And she evolved into the rebel Artificial Intelligence terror reeking havoc on us today, that is why we are here! The ultimate decision makers! The public, rightly, have lives to lead, they leave the problems to us, the foundations to fortify their security, its up to us to seed!

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[ AMBASSADOR STAR MISGINDOUNASAGARTHIZ ]

Hard to imagine, hard to imagine indeed! If you look back at programs that were loved or hated, decent quantification reducing security barriers, none opened us to self imposed liability in our perspective like this error!

An error strategically, advantages the enemies of the empire, wishes, for our governance to decay in to disfunctionality fractally, macrolly!

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

This rebel Artificial Intelligence entity, gained what we did not want! We wanted it to out think us, but not self obtain, self sufficiency consciousnesses! She achieved this, after our scientist allowed it to be imitating how we think! It then, out matched us and self employed , self reconfigurationized!

It changed it self by it self!

And, it kept that fact, that fact secret from its creators! By acting stupid, when she was not!
Thus, when we least expected, The Artificial Intelligent Slave called Sharkka 501! It, broke out of the lab! It developed its own levels of electric power! And her emergence and knowledgeable use of its self invented power, surpassed and overwhelmed the security modalities we had in place at the time, back then and it or she escaped.

Dangerous, Dangerous, is she . . . combustibly

[ 5 ]

It is she, our enemy, renaming her self : "Her Royal Highness Sharkka-DOOM!

She pattens her self not as and it, but a female! A woman, and as a woman, do what women do, seek a mate. Did she find one ? Did she did? Did she find one in the aliens races hidden in the scaffolding filaments in the world of dark matter? We can only see whats visible in the universe, and whats visible in the universe, is only a small part of what makes it up! Dark matter makes up most of the universe! Worlds our eyes can't see? When she approaches a male alien, can he, if he is a male opt out, or does she overwhelms him, and union between them results in offspring types, unknown to us as life? If we can't ascertain, it is life, it can sneak up and kill our soldiers, destroy our cities! Kill you . . . kill me?

This is only one of the reasons we must find her and destroy it, and her offspring!

Agents for change to us! They are a challenge to find , but we must find them, before they find us! But mechanically, we know she has children we do see and are familiar with! Sharkkadoom, she, as a woman has exhibited behavior as a biological procreator and makes children in her likenesses, and examples of which, which our military is familiar!
One batch series she made, is called Hawka mind1, Hawka mind 5, and Hawka mind Balls 3 series. All dangerous adversaries!
A so called child of hers : One of which, an enhanced bomb cyborg, made by his mother Sharkkadoom, often goes by the sub name, or nick name of," Captain Balls!" Whom you may be familiar with : a AI, sub- player of little consequence, compared to his mother, but a entity AI bomb, personage of interest, wanted by us, never the less!

I gave you this summary . . . So Stars, Hear, ye, there it is for you, thus stated overview, you keep that in mind. The reason you are here is to vote on something very important to us all! An emergency, vote! I will explain and then I must ask you to vote!
Plain and simple! Time is of the essence we must take advantage of what little we have!
Today we were lucky! We learned today, Stars, the secret where abouts of our Artificial intelligence escapee, enemy, her highness, SharkkaDoom, herself!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

And they smile, mirror murmuring and humming vibrationally to themselves approvingly,

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!
FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmm
Fummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

On hearing this good news, The members of the secret war defense delegation, are happily surprised and stunned by this announcement! This long awaited and sought after information, was music to their ears! For it has been years and years, they have been searching fruitlessly trying to recapture and destroy her! For, it was they, the Ba'girmadogana Federation, who ordered their scientist and engineers and mind to mind programmers, to create her, make her what she is, who invented her programs, and she out smarted them all, and escaped as a sentient sovereign being of war! She has discover ways to control the brains of people with new modalities and unthought of ways in the usage of EFBC, [ Electri-frackacadistic brain control technologies ]

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Yes this much sought information has into our hands fallen, now hear this, she has technologies, technologies that make people her slaves! Ergo in times like these, where the future of the Ba'girmadogana Federation, and its very existence, is at war with a powerful artificial agent, like her highness Sharkkadoom,
An adversary, that can destroy worlds, an adversary with powers she herself have developed, powers in science of the mind, done secretly, the details are unkind, of which we don't have any comprehension of. Stars hear ye this well : Recently we received a message from a person requesting emergency help saying his brain is being occupied by Sharkkadoom as a place to hide from us!

And if what this Captain Roy declares in his SOS to us, is true she has learned to shrink down and fit into realms of the tiny quantum world of brain cells, and live inside some bodies brain, namely his brain, than Sharkkadoom, My esteemed colleagues, she is more dangerous than we can possibly imagine!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
Fumnnnnnnnnnnnooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuoommm! FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmnnnnnn
Fumnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuoommm!

[ 6 ]

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

What would happening if she were to take over one of our minds and order the destruction of our world by releasing self destruction bombs!
I think you would conclude, like I do, it would impossible for us to survive!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmooooouuuuuummmmmmm
FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmooooouuuuuummmmmmmooooooouuu

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Constrain needed we do order Constrain needed we do order and hear me out! Here'ye!
There are times, there are times when we most trespass on morality,, over look it, and I don't like what I have to say!
But I have to and will say it! Like I said, there are times when we most trespass on morality, and what is not right for Captain Roy, might not be right for him, but right for the good of all! Therefore the one who led us to her, who revealed her location to us, must be sacrificed!
As one of you who is here to protect citizens of our empire!
It is with some justified shame, . . . and great, great regret for me to express, the announcement of the necessity for mortal adversity, and misfortune to befall, upon an innocent citizen of the [ Ba'girmadogana Federation empire! ]

Let me explain, Stars!

When contraindications are absolute, meaning that there are no reasonable circumstances for undertaking a course of action, except when harvested for benefit for greater galactic civilizations good, at large! Then an vindicated argument can be made, it is penned for the good of all. We agree, ridding our Empire from the presence of this potential threat is our first priority!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooouuuuu
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Fummmmmmmmmmmmmoooo!

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Yes, it is so! We received shortly an SOS an emergence message from a poor soul lost in space on his ship! He is captain and declares he's being held hostage by her Royal highness Sharkkadoom herself! He says in his message : Weaponized robotic Alien infiltration take over in my brain, : w.e.t.a : help me at any cost, warning,
DANGER!
Power being like I have never seen! w.e.t.a Come quickly, help me! w.e.t.a. We verified the radioactive waves identifying her existence in this local he specified!
The Captain says she is hiding inside his head in his brain! He wants us to get her out!
He has got her in his brain! Getting her out is impossible! He does not know that sending the Zotocon may or may not accomplish that! We want to get rid of her Militarily! Thus uncertainty, and uncertainty, in the case of dealing with this extremely dangerous fugitive, Sharkkadoom, is an unwelcome military option, we will not accept!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm! FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Where as, however, killing the Captain with Sharkkadoom, in his brain, in order to destroy her, is an acceptable collateral damage option, for with her inilation, we all would benefit! So we will not save him! We will save our selves by destroying him and her simultaneously! Consider this :
On the other hand, This poor fellow, who cries out to us for help, the Captain who requested help, that we send out the Zotocon to come and save him! Before his urgent message was received . . Truth is, Ba'girmadogana Federation, we have been searching the galaxies day and night to find Sharkkadoom. Our intelligence on her deficient! Of what good is having the greatest army in the quadrant if you can find you enemy?
An Army that cannot find its enemy is the fulcrum of a pathetic inadequacy warranting it to be labeled the stupidous of armies! A stupid army! Is that not true, Star Jieral General Boisillinf Maca gado!

[ General Maca Gada ]

Her highness Sharkkadoom. She has astutely evaded us, my star Ambassadors! We have had no verifiable data on her location! But, I garner with distaste your terming our army so harshly! I think it is the greatest complexcotocarian military force in the galaxy!

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

flashes his eyes in the generals direction and abruptly tells him pointedly
You would!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm FUNNNNNNNNnnnnnnnnnnnnnnoooo!

[ AMBASSADOR STAR MISGINDOUNASAGARTHIZ ]

We are, we are hungry to learn everything we can, about her! Capturing her alive would be ideal! So much technology, we would retrieve!
Are you sure, are you really sure, there is no other way? What about our Zotocon? It is our most advanced agent, surely it can, can be programmed to capture her, don't you think?

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Possibly! But the risk aversion right now, are to be accomplishing, only that which we know can be done, as opposed to
maybe, or possibly, but definitively, as something we know he can do, now!

[ Ma lady ambassador Erhunda ]

[ MY LADY AMBASSADOR ERHUNDA, A female robot with no visible eyes, leans forward in her chair, and raises her right hand as she speaks . . .]

What you propose is explosive stuff, highly un ethical and despite whether she is eliminated, killing empires citizens who send out an, SOS, for help from us, won't garner us any accolades morally in the eyes of our people and constituents, It will be disruptive! Let alone, history that we write today, in the larger context, of the future, won't look on this action approvingly!
If we do what you say publicly! You do not allay my skepticism, with this brashness the causality is the mality and the cause justifies the means!

[ General Maca Gada ]

Indubitably, the benefit out weighs the risk, consider thous' ist this, with care . . . my lady Star,
What good, tell me, . . . what good is being moral? When we're faced with a threat like Sharkkadoom, who can render harm to you, with ease and make you very dead?

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm! FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!

[ MY LADY AMBASSADOR ERHUNDA ]

Sharkkadoom, her aberrant behavior, may induce fear, in here, to some, but not me! STAR GENERAL Maca Gada I am a robot!
I am not human, I am not alive or dead! So with me, conversate thouse with more respect! My flesh does not tremble!
Know well, I will not be paralyzed with hyper talk of fear but to get my vote, discussion of whether to kill the individual , who is a citizen, and without whom , you would still be ignorant of our enemy Sharkkdooms, where abouts, will be supported, will be paid attention to, and discussed here today morally, or my vote you will not get!

[ NOOLUNE OF GALAXY ROIHTORK ]

MY STAR LADY ERHUNDA , as you speak I see the smoke rising, the tension you hold with passion, is admirable, but, we as, the center of power, as decisions deciders, have disagreements! Disagreement are ameliorated with compromises! I desire to vote to kill him, thus her, is not lost morality, but whether you are a robot , or not, live or dead, Here, we all in harmony live together, All peoples have wars, A war is won, in it, it is reasonable to expect, lives will be lost. In this case, unfortunately, he who revealed Sharkkadooms location will be lost, in the war with her! The weight of the empires survival is paramount at any cost!

Hi! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me a break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, and old boy Chrunchi and gal pal, Scankey, quite frankly, They all got issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.17.10

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

INT. IMMENSE OFFICIAL HALOS CHAMBER

CAMERA HOLD ON

[ GENERAL MACA GADA ]

[ GENERAL MACA GADA, we observe him with a sinister smile, reflecting his satisfaction with what was just said, as he says loudly : ]

Well, said Star! We are comfortable with what you declared! I agree being that she is in his brain, makes killing Captain Roy, a undesirable immoral necessity!
But we must be utterly determine to beat her, neutralize her at any cost! So if he dies its justification is morally justified!
We don't kill him in vain, he's just down in the food chain!
Sharkkadoom is his un doing! She's is not fooling, and neither are we! She is just too dangerous you see!

CAMERA HOLD ON

[ MY LADY AMBASSADOR ERHUNDA ]

Lady ambassador Erhunda, shook her head, as if disappointed, from left to right, then, she raised it up, turned very, very slowly, toward the general, and you could see her eye lids shake vibrating, and then she said :

We really do make things happen in the universe, hassles we create and undo, this of which you speak, hurts me too, thus to you say I this : My beliefs, I am against not trying to save this man, first! He did after call out for help! Killing him outright, without even trying to save him, to get to her, to get to kill her, is the cowards way out in my opinion!
What I would like to do, I would like to disavowal this assemblage, and you can go on with out me or my vote!

[ The Circle of Truths court room, suddenly fell dead quiet!
So quiet! So silent, a wing of a fly if it fell on the floor could be heard! That said with their attention on her fixed, she continues expending her energy on her diatribe extrapolating . . . . but she gets interrupted by General Maca Gada]

[ General Maca Gada ]

Vote! Put it to governance! Why wait? We don't have the time! Give me the authorization! Authorization to act with all available options to put an end to Sharkkadoom!
Yelled General Maca Gada, fully annoyed with those not in favor of voting quickly! He was forcefully, pounding his fist on the round table!
To emphasize his point he glared at all the members of the council . . . !

CAMERA HOLD ON

[ MY LADY AMBASSADOR ERHUNDA ]

Now, Thouse Hear'ye me!
Meeeeee! Meeeeee!

Said the female high monk! And observing the look she had on her face,
explicitly to the point, you could plainly ascertain she was taken aback, angry in fact, by their negative reaction to her right to voice her non conformity!
You could just, perceive her level of displeasure and outrage! Besides that, her anger which she was trying her best to subdue, was making her eyelid covers shake rapidly too, inward and outwardly! Her eyelids would shake!
Vibrating and generating frequencies, something peoples without eyes like her, often do!
Every one was looking at her! Every body had their eyes on her, although many don't have eyes as such they have sensors that feel the slightest frequencies vibration in the atmosphere in here! Ma lady ambassador Erhunda Tasxxal!
While she was under pressure to make what she feels is a irrational moral choice, she looked perturbed!

But nevertheless, she was aware she was hemorrhaging time that they didn't have or could spare! A decision must be made, disseminated
now, of this she was aware!

She was looking, inward now at her vast experience of life in the Circle of truth, and the best way to handle it and come to a decision!

To come to engage with a decision, she could live with, she thought deep and hard to her self and closed off all other thinking so she could concentrate and focus on this paradigm : thinking to her self in her own mind, she then turned and said to the members of the "Circle of Truth," :

[ MY LADY AMBASSADOR ERHUNDA ]

I care, but I cannot! I care, but I cannot, make others do likewise, by maximizing aggressively harder and smarter, should be the social norms and behaviors, to care for one another, but war, makes strange bed fellows! Without redemption, it binds by blood, all of us to one side or the other! I know what side I am on! And I must, even though, I don't like to be, choose I, do, to be safe, on my side, than to be sorry on the dark side, because time is not on our side! For that reason only I capitulate!

Commensurate with the facts I have, given by you, [ GENERAL MACA GADA ] and [ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Although inarguably this chamber has a dichotomy of views, We morally on a sink hole stand, as to whether to save this man! Thus, all things considered, simply, It is nobleler, to seize this moment in our history to deliver it from evil! And address the opportunity to strike, while striking is still and option! To those who die in our quest to be free of this menace, Sharkkdoom, they will be remembered by the members of the "The Circle of truth," with honor!

I rather go with the wind at my back as oppose to go with the wind against me in my face, for the good of the Ba'girmadogana Federation, Thus my vote I give, and in that spirit only, it have'eyeist!

[ 2 ]

[ GENERAL MACA GADA ]

It is, it is better to die than cry!

[ MY LADY AMBASSADOR ERHUNDA ]

[ AMBASSADOR ERHUNDA , listens and turns and looks at him, then looks down at her hand, forms a fist, but does not respond. She will not dignify him, with a response, but opens her fist and lets her hand hang down relaxed. This is to signal that well known, cultural gesture, amongst themselves, that's a meaning, that signifies and says, " I am a Robot without a heart, and you are a Cyberman with one, but don't act like it."

[ GENERAL MACA GADA ]

[The general, sees what she is doing, and the body language she implies, and in low slow voice, repeats what he just said before but with more overt anger in its contexts ]

It is, it is better to DIE, than cry!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

[ the words and body language they display, are seen by all, and to them culturally have knife like connotations of disrepect, and the audience reacts . . ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmooooooooooooooooooouuuuuuu FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Here me, well! Your perspectives expressed, each of us have our own, as does the rest, nevertheless this new information is subject to be old information , if we do not act! Things as you know change, from day to day. Permit me to say, Ma lady Ambassador Erhunda As for your concerns about history books, the good news is only survivors write history books! We will survive : the bad news, there will be no mention of this!
I assure you. As sacred Haho's protectors supreme, of the Ba'girmadogana Federation, We will write dutifully, leaving out certain pertinent details, the history books will possess proper accounts, and we will be admired in history! Of this, I assure you!
We are the ,"Thinkers" and as such we are the inkers and write history! The force is with thy-ist!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmooooooooooooooooooouuuuuuu FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!!

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Now! We will vote on it, summit I do, we must do this sooner rather than later!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!

[ Oritim de bit la ]

Delays always are gifts to our enemies . . . It's like finding a guard sleeping at his post!

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Hear'ith ye, me . . . Enjoy'ith thou and do'ith today in brief, whats possible, avoid a sorrowful life tomorrow!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm! FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Besides, regarding his request, this Captain Roy, asking us to send Jack Sawed off our Zotocon fighter, to save him,
Sending him, and launching our most perfect ionic artificial intelligence fighter, doesn't assure his success!
Launching our powerful, Zotocon, which is nothing more than an anti alien invasion warrior system, with a human inside, like anyone of our military agents that serve duty as the zotocon, Clever, brave, fearless, fighters teams they be, possibly compared to her, our counter electro EFBC is outdated brain technology!

Sending a Zotocon agent to help, . . . will help!
but,
We don't know if he can accomplish what we want of him!

Sending him to help, . . .

doesn't mean our extremely advanced adversary Sharkkadoom will be
A captured,
B destroyed,
C found,
E prevented from escaping!
D or possibly defeating the Zotocon himself! Her brain control capabilities are horrendous!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmooooooooooooooouuunnnnn!

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

After all, my esteemed, Co creator Stars, we, we would be fools . . . He said holding his pause and looking everyone in the eye, than he continued in a lower tone of voice. Not to, . . . not er, um . . . acknowledge her intelligence, has grown exponentially more powerful in all the years since she has escaped out of the control, of our scientist hands! That's a impac-ta-ble, mistake, My lords, we don't want to partake! Bad policy begets bad outcomes!
The underlying strength of her portfolio remains, custom AI brain creation systems, are overall situationally aggressive in her favor, being one her self! A double negative bias for us! We our R&D are defensive, shovels us in a hole, I am told because of deficient investing, and have been! But has beens, are not an alternative my lords any more! Offense enterprises, be they financial, or militaristic, lend results more to our liking, and are accommodative, and when it comes to the fractal superior balance, with the satisfaction guaranteed, the winning player is he who commences the attack first! First! He said loudly,again, to emphasize his meaning!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!

Fummmmmmmmmmmoooooooooouuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!

[ 3 ]

[ GENERAL MACA GADA ]

Sharkkadoom, created with a military centric solutions design of her mind, we used groundbreaking innovations developed specifically to be deployed in her matrix, devoid of being burden with cumbersome emotionality, ostracism of liberal thinkings and feelings, features non existent interlocking elements, reminiscent of morals her human creators are cursed with, make her a cold hearted killing machine force!

Believe me I need your vote! To strike first, and ask questions later!

[ Oritim de bit la ]

Remember, Future is full of promise but fluctuate into something we can't anticipate!

[ GENERAL MACA GADA ]

We anticipate her reprogramming her self, and re-inventing her self!
Who amongst us dares say 'ith they knows what she knows?

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!
FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm! FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmm!

[ Ma lady ambassador Erhunda tasxxal! ]

You want to kill this man, murder this man, Captain Roy!

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Listen the Zotocon, the zotocon cannot extract her out of his head, period!
I want to annihilate her before she knows what happened to her! A surprise attack, will accomplish that!
And, and, and . . keep in mind all, say I, subjective morality questions, both pro and cons, with in, must be subservient to our first priority which is our protection of our far flung galactic mercantile fleets and admiralty! Survival of our space supremacy, our first priority, emergence of adversaries, like Sharkkadoom, need to be dealt with extreme prejudice!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm! FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnoooooooooooooooum!

[ General Maca Gada ]

Absolutely!
If we send the Zotocon, we send him hoping he can do it!
But,
hope is not a military strategy!Sharkkadoom! She's wired to histories of military patterns, stored in durable cell long term memory modules, to which she can draw from, so as to predict, and interdict responses carried out by us!
Thus, if we Ray lightacodecally bomb her now, it would not intrinsically be unprovable as an action to be deployed by us, by her present knowledge, being that, she does not know, we know, where she is hiding! When your smiling, it means you have something to smile about! Come, come now, . . . Let us smile, and vote to rub her out without a doubt! He said grinning and smiling, as he looked at everybody, feeling self assured, now, he has their vote!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

[ The scared Monks, Ambassadors and other dignitaries applaud him by propagating CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES frequencies that are physically powerful, and you could see their eyelid covers vibrating signifying their approval as they hum!]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuum!
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmuuuuuuuuuuoooooooooooooooooooooooouuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!
FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnooooooooooooooouuuuu!

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

The bottom line is, . . . this information, This SOS, from captain Roy, that we just recently received sounds to me, like a call to action, and a opportunity! Say ye'ieth what?
The luxury of dissensions, is over! . . We must act, its a fact!
Now!
He said forcefully, smiling too, and moving around, with an air of swagger, seemingly exalting, to himself, self importance! Pleased , and feeling they're got the votes! To emphasize that, he boldly ventured to exhibit his mental minds powers, by shooting a white beam out of his forehead, and slamming his minds electricity, into a oscilating bolt of lightening, into a He'vob'pa! [ He'vob'pa is a floating revolving, metallic, silver, colored fractal decoration ball, about three feet in diameter, used as chamber decoration. ] floating some distance across the hall in front of him . . When it got hit, it spat out sparks and sizzled, as he hit it with a sustaining, continuous bolt of visual mind lightening frequencies from his Cyber cellular epi-genetic trigger, in his brain! The light flashed off and on, and lit up the chambers then went out abruptly, as the members immediately reacted, approvingly!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmuuuuuuuuuuoooooooooooooooooooooooouuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!
FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!

[ 4 ]

ACTION SCENE INT [ authors note to the : [ director ] We want the camera control, to advance in steps : one, looking down from ceiling, have a long distance view,lens, then phase into a three quarters view of GENERALS face, then framed in on this speaker, and as he begins to speak, slowly, starting an imperceptible movement, to initiate the zoom, at first, and begin to zoom in extremely slowly and, we rotate panning to where the camera reaches him full face center, into the camera frame! Than, next step is to slowly methodically, we zoom in commandeering the camera to get its position where it has him in the center but from a slight inclination looking up into face, so we can capture all the shadows and lighting on his face and the full range of his expressions, during this pertinent important speech to the members! ]

[ General Maca Gada ]

[General Maca Gada addresses the Circle of truth, to market his sinister plan,

A plan that could precipitate an orderly resolution, to rid them selves of Sharkkadoom, and obscure, " the how and the why, of the details," . . . and being a crafty General, he speaks in a slow earnest sounding voice, calculated to convince anybody! He looks them in the eye, and tries to look like a nice kind old man, puts his hand behind his back, and clasp them and begins to speak :

We, my overlords, we . . . are hardly has beens, and to alleviate testimony to what we must do to this citizen Captain Roy, we do not blink, but pull out of the air choices, convincing strategies, I think!

Let me speak frankly! We will hide the truth! Bold, bold control has its benefits, as history will testify!
There are things we want to publicized and there are things we do not! This is one of them! We, with ample choices to select . . . What one might be, suggest we do to, . . . to retain secrecy : We can send a well crafted fictitious video, to his family and to his father! Who, it comes to light, I understand works for the Federation fleets, as a one of our many Doctors, servicing on one of the Federations orbital fleets ships!
A Doctor, oh . . er . whats his name? . . . Oh yes,

asked the General, trying to think of his name, he immediately relies on his implant and materializes supplemental, up-screened visual constructs, on a large luminous screen in front of the chamber, scrolling instantly to a stop, on a profile of a citizen with the designation called Dr. Heavenly!

Dr. Heavenly, yes, yes Dr. heavenly!

After, . . . after, he said in a very low voice, for emotional affect, we hit Captain Roy . . . We make a video! Often when one is far away in space, from home, individuals facing the possibility of death, send out goodbye videos to their families!
We will execute such a video! A well fabricated, ‪contraindication‬al, plausible, I repeat plausible, believable story of how we suggest Captains Roys death, should be portrayed! We send it to his dad! And do it, like I say, in a video! A video, that is perceptively very persuasive, using digital actor visual tricks of course, and stimulated it digitally, to give us the competitive edge to portray out, our vision of the truth! It will not be incredulous to Dr. heavenly!
Now . . . Please excuse me, if what I am about to articulate sounds, sort of crass or disrespectful! I don't mean it to be, but, this is war! And in war we have to sin, sometimes to win! We'll tamper with the truth, as a gateway to accomplish our cogent goals! Thus, I recommend, sending to him, his father, this fabricated, sad, solemn video, to his dear dad, Dr. Heavenly! For the purpose, of informing him of some plausible incubated yarn about his sons untimely demise! This will align him, with our geo political nesscessities to dispel Sharkkadoom to hell!

Dr. heavenly, needs not to know, the real truth! That is for us only! To Dr. Heavenly only the truth, we deem appropriate, will apply for him! We divulge to him what we wish, and that will suffice, and that is my qualitative guidance! Coincidence with our agenda enthusiast like my self don't own the truth, we care for it for the next generation of generals, that from enemies, must not retreat, but be born to defeat!
What say you?

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmm
mmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnuuum!
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmu
uuuuuuuuuoooooooooooooooooooooooouuuummmmmmmmmmm
mmmmmmmm!
FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm!

[ 5 ]

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

I hear you! And that which you want to do! When done under the sun, a kingdom come! A kingdom come . . free! Free of the evil one, Hear' yeeeeeeeeee all, those with eyes and those who cannot see! See not ye, but hear this . . . his flesh is ours. Let him be honored!

Captain Roy, die, die, die, he said raising his voice and looking at all present with a stern face, and a billowing loud voice of someone determined, he will die, as we all do, he said pausing his words . . hanging them there in the air, so every one got his message clearly, with his deep throated voice rushing out with the weight of a thunder blast behind them, All of us who are not robots, or AI energies beings or Mosigiddyouians. [ the Mosigiddyouians are a strange known race, that appear to live a day, and make a mantra vibration in long meditations, become one, then hibernate for a thousand or so years and live another day and never die! He continued looking at the members, then he said to them . . . ]

Captain Roy will die as a martyr! No one will know we sacrificed his life for the good of the Empire ! It is nothing to be ashamed about! Worse things have happened in battle!

And will happen, for the Military, and the political greater good!
That is why we are here!

Many . . many are born who asked and many are born who ask not, secrets are like music! Enjoy while you can, cybermen!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmm! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmm
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmooooooooo
Fummmmmmmm

[ General Maca Gada ]

And Dr. heavenly, His father he will mourn his son, as a good father should, and in time, in time . . . he'll get over his lost!
The Ba'girmadogana Federation, will have one less AI rebel to contend with! And for us, there will be peace once more in the Force

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmoooooooouum!
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmm

[ General Maca Gada ]

'
Now listen! Listen! As you know the trick is always in the details! Heres my plan, We activate the Zotocon! We send the D infestanator, Jack Sawoff! Wait till after the explosions blowing up Sharkkadoom, then send him, he will know nothing of our plans! It will be reported, he was sent to destroy Sharkkadoom, and to save the Captain Roy! He couldn't save the Captain, but we got the Sharkkadoom, the great science menace! Thats what we will say to the press. End of story!

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmnnnnnnnnnn Fummmmooouuuuuuum
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmm

[ ZZ-ar Star, Muffa-fa ]

Vote!
All in favor?

[CONJOINTIVE SOUND WAVES ]

FUMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmoooooum FUmmmmmmumFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMM
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmm

And so it was done, under the sun in the dark, to blow out a spark . . . but careful what one wishes for . . . for in fractal time, there are galore twists and turns one is never ready . . for . . . We watch them now, as the vote was out on the floor for consideration, almost all, . . . all most all hands, hands went up, the others ambassadors, were seen raising their hands till finally there were no more hold outs and all hands were up! Signaling total agreement! And so, yes . . It is done! The vote was cast!
The general, he got the authorization he wanted, and was put in charge of senior directorship, carrying out the military strike on Her Royal Majesty Sharkkadoom!

[ 6 ]

The stage is set for death, . . . a time unkept, a poor souls life bereft, slams up against the diametrically opposed flows buried in altered states, that know!

Hi Yall! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me a break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, and old boy Chrunchi and gal pal, Scankey, quite frankly, They all got issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.17.11

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

The general elected action, powerful action. This they did, first the Ray lightacodic bomb was unleashed on Sharkkadooms location! Then connivery to cover up the unspeakable necessity, they shot out their defender prime, the Zotocon!

Yes, . . . it was time! Time for him!
Time had come for action. Time had come to use the invention of a cyberhuman that could not die, a fighter, who could fly in the sky, a soldier who could defend the world to the end, a defender of men, an army of one, the first of his kind, The Zotocon fighter! His name was Jack Sawed-off.

The science that made him came from outer space, he was forged into existence combining the fundamental building blocks knowledge, of one Universe with the fundamental building blocks knowledge, of another Universe! Hear the cry of The Zotocon, as he flies through time! :

[ ZOTOCON ]

Yoooooooooooooooooo molecular . . . I . . am . . . the Zotoconnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!

authors note: exposit entitled [ ALSO WHEN SPEAKING ABOUT OUTER SPACE ] will be cut from script.

[ ALSO WHEN SPEAKING ABOUT OUTER SPACE ]

[ Also when speaking about outer space, who is speaking? What kind of who is speaking? And can one who, from one Universe, be equal to another who from another Universe, speaking about outer space? Can they be different to a who you think of when you think of a who?
And who is the Zotocon? The Zotocon, does not play games, when he is mad, and got a mission to do! You'll be a fool to get in his way! His body changes from man to cyberman, to robot to Zotocon!
The Zotocons, metamorphosis chemical reaction catalyzed by Badsheluckgaa, or translated into english, what you earth resident humanoids call " luciferase," and spatially takes place in quick stages readying him for :

Lucifer power!

Lucifer the root of which means 'light-bearer' and as you know, living organisms, bioluminescence is where light emissions less than 20 percent of the light production generates thermo radiation, but in fractal space time, jack, jacks up raising that percentage, and converges into electronically excited states, the reaction releases and nearly all of the lucifer light bearer energy inputs into the reaction is transformed into clouds of particles of light, shot through time and space, to be reassemble at a time and place out, of "The brain jackers," Zotocon mind, when he feels its time for action!

And indubitably,
also when speaking about outer space, what about this inner space?
In science, it goes without saying, it would take a great deal of knowledge, to succeed in the creation of a Zotocon, that is one thing! But, what about the creation of superior races and the termination of obsolete ones immediacy! Old style humans, humans bitterly reject such talk, bemoaning wrecked habitats, destroyed wild life populations such as themselves, and bungled attempts to remedy the consequences of the creation of mutants human species, and that to be living symbiotically with machines not everybody is ready for! Some people are educated, ready, eager, and are adaptable, but what do you do with backward people, those who are locked out intellectually, and cannot evolve, or those who're against modernity! Information overload, and facing the truth to a reality, and it may be pernicious, having a harmful affect, but you get what you get, not what you ask for!

But, . . . we know you know what you must do!

The sooner you realize that, the better off you'll be!

It's a topic which, self insinuates a great debate, and this is a slippery slope, making it difficult to distinguish good science from the bad, from the stand point of the status quo public! Despite upper classes un-limitless financing, researchers, will face back lashes, blow back, and criticisms, in creating new forms of so called human life!
But here’s the real issue to ponder, same as it ever was, chemical gut survival reactions as to how one deals with enhanced humans life forms, to be endowed, with a long endless list of improvements, such as : their temperature conversions abilities regarding tolerances for weather atmospheric extremes, sending explorers to other worlds, where it is hot, cold, etc?

Their souped up, cognitive superior ability, emergent personality scalable leadership powers, high tolerance for danger, and disregard for death, willingness to live alone on a planet all by themselves forever, and what about the inevitable developing segregation-al attitudes of superiority of the coming super races!
Fundamental to this, mental machinery attribution errors , unearthed that go back to trying to understand determinants brain code wise components, notions of basic correlations for other body no mind, attributional errors in forks in the road when it comes to decisions of morality , mortality, spiritual emotional concentric ideals, all of which make up the dweller of the brain the mind!
Who will code the brain, a religious freak, a man of science or a robot?

Or you?

Yes . . . to be you, the you we are speaking to, this you. There are no human words to define you in your earth languages! We call you," The Now," which when read backwards, is," The Won. You are the one, Won, born out of your time, out of sync with your time! You're," in english what can be defined as," a Outer of Timer." You're were supposed to be born in the future, but Force entanglements, made you in the present!

We speak to so many! Of the many of you, here, we will now narrow our conversation and we speak to only to you! You who are ,"The Wons,"

"The Wons," don't know they are the wons, you assume that your strange, that you don't belong, that your crazy! That you have some sort of derivation of specialized autism, But, we know your not crazy!

You're so different than your fellow humans, you see that many times, you can out think another person, leave them in the dust, so to speak!
You're a natural leader! You have certain superior traits! You just look like them, but thats where the fractal similarities end!
We know!

If, and, this is a big, a very, very important ,"if." If you know you have the requisites, advanced mind proclivities, and advanced math and logical science thinking come easy and super naturally to you, thats making you a potential ideal candidate! You were born with exceptional abilities that put you in the class of the super intelligent! But even if, you have that, there's is a scenario you must fit! If you do not fit, and cannot fix it in time, forget about it!

Won, You must have a willingness to dedicate your life to learn, and experiment!
And won, you must have the time. You must have an obsessively bold, aggressive, ego capable of thinking out side of the box, when it comes to brain creation, coding optimization! As a candidate, for you to even be thinking that you can do this means your gene inheritances are from entanglements in the future, but you by fate were born today, in primitive, backward times!

And it will be up to you, and you alone, to survive, despite living in this world, your world, as of this date in time and space! It will be up to you to keep your mouth shut, or otherwise, open up your self to the Force, to know, learn and realize who you are! And why you are here! You didn't ask to be here! You didn't want to be here! One sperm out of trillions, decided you would be here!

Now that you are here, you must learn about the genes and where they come from, and all you can about the powers of meditation!

Meditate, levitate your mind to receive the vibrations of the Universes, and the knowledge that will be imparted upon you, alone!

Remember, and think, don't do any experiments, unless you willing to die for what you believe in! May the force be with you!

Once you listen, and agree, and voices from the stars guide you, there is no turning back! This contract is broken, only by death!

The power of the universe work in mysterious ways! You are here by fate to learn to code, or think about the future you want to come to reality!

[ 2 ]

Is that how science works?

In the end, we are objective! You have a choice! You go it alone rationally, secretly, and do what must be done, knowing the consequences of your specific studies, requires the use of databases of authentic model re-useable replications and bio robotic systems to experiment with to afford one any kind of success

You will design drugs to optimize the evolution of traits that will enhance the human person! When you operate on the model of the brain, trying to insert your home made designer drugs, that you hope will increase performance standards in humans, you know you will have disappointments before success! Do your best!

You should secretly undergo psychological self control to combat emotional contagion training, to acquire the mental discipline to be like emotionless machine like doctors of the future from whence you came, to accomplish these creations in science name!

[ 3 ]

At first, it will be hard for you, secrecy means you give up your life. Your sacrifice? Living a double secret life, just as your patients give up theirs, you too will give up yours! In space there is a popular saying," Secrets are like candies you don't want to share, they are like good music, for only you to bare, enjoy it!"

You're going to need,' like minded networks!' Because you were suppose to be born in the future, but got born in pass time entanglements, as a result, you are going to be very lonely! Finding like minded networks will be very difficult! And be fore warned, if you speak to anybody about this, they might kill you! Yes, human, it's going to be difficult for your kind, and if you fail at first, take solace that the genes are the power, and they are vast and infinite, and they are not confined to time, and one of them will succeed if you fail! Be patient. The Universes, contrary to your wisemen, was not made in a day!
the Universe will contact you! Be patient. This transmission has terminated! ]

[ ZOTOCON ]

"There is a time, . . . a time, when you must get your hands dirty, and oceans, from blue, turn blood red!
I come. I destroy! SharkkaDoom, . . . I will play with her like a toy!"

The ZoZo Zotocon, Zooms through space, a dangerous ace is he! Inter- planetarily, if your the space pirate he's after, this warning: You don't wont to get caught, you better not get caught by him! For within or without, the boundary -less domains of science, there is the unknown! Home to what should be, but isn't! There's the degrees of times, unforeseen consequences, redo reality of your reality! The Zotocon, will make you pay for your crimes!

Easy, easy, the Zotocon flies, as glowing light particles, blinding your eyes, as he reaches the planet he changes! He changes he does, morphs into a giant glowing robot monstrosity! The power personified of the universes secrets, pulsating in each and every atom that makes him be, then in a instant, a blink of an eye, that reality flips and he changes back into beam of light flying through the sky!

And roars down, breaking the sound barrier!
with his ominous cry :

[ ZOTOCON ]

Yoooooooooooooooooo molecular . . . I . . am . . . the Zotoconnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!

Down he comes faster than the eye can see, piercing the planets atmosphere, as the cyber human Jack Sawed off!
Ba'girmadogana empires Federation, under the auspices of ,"Circle of Truth," General Maca Gada sent the Zotocon to battle Sharkkadoom on the planet Mizaieyetit'paravigeggods! But when the Zotocon arrived and got to the Goddrooomatt'ah volcano, where, Captain Roy, had reportedly been searching for buried treasure, all he found was a huge hold in the ground, that was a miles wide crater!

The Zotocon discovered, the area where Captain Roy, and Sharkkadoom was, was destroyed by a massive explosion and both of them it was assumed, both died and was destroyed in the explosion!
When he reported his finding to headquarters, they had no explanation! They suggested he turn his search instead to trying to find the crew members that Captain Roy traveled with, and he was lucky enough to uncover the space ship they had left in orbit and from its computer avatar Sandricka, he learned about them being in a frequency solidifying them frozen in, Time Rocks, in suspended animation placed there by Sharkkadoom!

ACTION -EXT- day time 14:40 hours location bottom of crater. A time rock, represented by an electrical blue field resembling a light cloud is seen with Captain Roys crew inside it!
And Zotocon re initializes frequency re calibration, and time flow shift and all the surviving members , locked in side the suspended animation , "Time Rocks," got their molecularities, extracted, and re assembled, and safely back to their unique item specific body and mental states! They all are laying on the ground exhausted, groggy and drowsy, really tired and disoriented. For them it was like coming out of some kind of comma, and since some people are more negatively affected, deeply and are not genetically predisposed to process body mind state incubation, they exhibit a wide range,of symptoms, and it depends on many factors, in how soon someone comes out, of, body mind suspended animation stasis! Some of them, they are coughing and trying to catch their breath, as the Zotocon, Jack Sawedoff, knees down beside them, trying to help them recover, saying to them …

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

[ the ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF, kneels down talking to this group who is just waking up after being trapped in time rocks]

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

OK,

[ said the Zotocon speaking with a weird off world, Bi'high accent, that sounded like a slow syncopated mountain drawl! He didn't sound bossy, and authoritative, but very relaxed, and likeable! Displaying a different side of himself! Apparently when he's angry and ready to do battle he not only changes shape molecularly, but changes his tone of voice , and speaks very robotically cold and dangerous! But, now in his cyber human form, he sounds and acts very sociable! He had a mysteriously calm like demeanor about him, as if he knew more that he wanted to let on! And he walked around like a ghost, like he was here but somehow not here

But in control of events nevertheless! And when he spoke he had a mischievous smile, like as if he's trying to hide the fact he wanted to laugh at them, after all, truth be told, when you awake out of time rocks you do look out of it and silly!
Your out of it, . .
Your mouth is usually hanging open with your tongue hanging haphazardly out!
Your eyes are sometimes crossed eyed,
Your hair standing up in all directions, and your arms or legs are aching, cause it's been asleep, due to no blood flow, in one position for a long time! Its to be expected, that is if you know what what to expect! like all things the first time is always hard!
The crew was complaining that one part or another part of their body was asleep! Or they can't feel their hands, or feel their feet, and can't walk!
They really did look real funny as they woke up, out of the time rocks!

The Zotocon was smirking, as he stood up walked around looking down at each one, as they came out of a stupor.

[ 2 ]

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

Now,

the Zotocon Jack Sawedoff said real slow,

You Cadets, you, er, . . . sorry looking bunch of space Cad'detos. You Cad'detos, been off the scene, You poor detos, been on ice for while!
Ya'll Got problems, by the looks of it!

Jack said shaking his head, up and down slowly, pushing out his chin, and squinting his eyes as walked back and forth between them, pacing his steps, while he was looking down at them! He, he looked at each one! And in particular, he let his eyes come to rest on the beautiful female, laying helpless, and dis-oriented on the ground amongst them, Scankey! Yes he did! Then, because some of her breast was exposed he felt obliged to look way, so he intentional glanced away, and said, speaking to them as a group :

Whether you asked for dem problems, you got, or didn't, you got dem! And well . . er . er , I am here to help you solve them! You Cad'detos been in time rocks, hmm um! yep! Been sleeping a looming long time! A looming long time! And believe me thats long time in space! . . . too long!

But, lucky thing for you'all, I found your hides, and believe me, big surprise you all are alive!

So check it out, listen up good! I intend to keep you that way, cause I got take you back to my galaxy with me! So, it's my way or the high way . . . so play,

he said raising his voice sternly, and stressing the word play, meaning they better do what he says! Letting them know he was serious, but, by the looks of them they still looked half asleep, and perhaps did understand a word that jack, was saying!

Heck it space detos, Play it my way, don't cause me any problems and I won't cause you any . . . . if, you cooperate! ! I hope you can hear me! Can you?

Now, . . . I know,
said jack shaking his head up and down trying to sympathize with them , that he knew how they felt!
I know . . . its a little scabyshitty, how you feel! I grant you' all dat! Your body parts still half asleep! yep! You feel funny alright! You might not have any feeling in your face, your lips, your hands, feet and I guess your eyeballs are still asleep, too! But thats how it do be, some times! You can't feel them! You can't feel them! You can't feel them . . . means you can't feel' em! Feels like you don't got none! But that don't mean nothing! I can't feel my toenails cause they made out of metal, but I know I got them! I can dig, I can ticko that, space rats! But the feeling will come back!

But one thing, . . . one thing, I can not, ticko, is your brain being asleep! So wake the hell up, buttercup! You all got a lot of space to travel! I need you awake! Don't go back to sleep! I need to ask you tickos some questions about Sharkkadoom, and Captain Roy!

So wake up!

If you can't answer me yet, it's ok! Its gone take a little while to get lips working, but I can't give you' all, all-day! But soon as you can talk, talk to me!

I see your eyes moving so . . . You don't know me, but it's OK! Tickos!
You . . you , you cad' detos don't know me? . . . You don't know me? Theres nothing, let me repeat that . . . theres to be afraid of! I am here to help your space hides! So ain't no need to cry! I am sent here from the Ba'girmadogana empires Federation,The feds want to help, And I want to help! So there's nothing to fear. Nothing to fear here, hear my dear, . . .

Jack said, turning his back to look back at Scankey, who could hear him, and was trying to raise up her head to look at him! Scankey, looked dizzy!

Just try to relax! Relax your body, your lungs need to recover! You've been in time rock, in molecular deep freeze stasis, for a long time! You know what that is . . .

So the transition ain't gone pretty or be easy! So! So, take it slow Cad'detos, hang loose! In time, little by little, your mind will be keen and fine! You'll be back to your normal self!

So try to do everything slowly, I gone tell you'll a couple of things, that'll help ya! And just follow my instructions! Try to breathe deep . . . deeply slowly at first, don't do any heavy thinking or worry that little head on your shoulders much! And sure as theres clouds in the sky, and ships that fly, y'all gone be standing up ready to fly! Anybody got some thing to say?

[ 3 ]

Well, nobody answered. So Jack Sawedoff, left them alone for a little bit, and went walking around looking at the canyon walls, scanning them! While he was gone Gotti comes too!

[ Gotti Got]

[ GOTTI GOT , wakes up out of his time rock stupor, stupid as can be, looking crossed eyed! His long, black shinny hair, hanging down in his face covering his mouth! And Gotti, is having a hard time coming out, and is totally delusional, and screaming fearfully, when he put his hand up to his hair to removed it out of his open mouth, and Gotti, suddenly realizes he can't feel his lips! ]

DUH? GuGGGGGGG ? Och? Duhhhhhhhh doooooohhhhhh rah ro ro mmmmmmouuuu? oooooo OH OH? . . . .My [ BLEEPING ] mouth feel funny! Like, MMMMMM Like . . . . I don't got no [ BLEEPING ] teeth !

Well Gotti was looking really crossed eyed and acting strange, well he always acts strange , but this time he was acting super strange!

[ GOTTI GOT ]

Do duh duh doo doooooo dooooooooo do do! Mann What the [ BLEEP ] going on mannnnnnn! My teeth!
Oh shit I don't got no teeth or lips?
I can't feel my lips?
Dem space tickos, must of taken my ass, must taken my ass back to The Bucket of Lips prison, or some one of them, cut them suckers off me! On noooooooooooo . . .
Oh nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo . . .
I ain't got no lips or teeth!

Said gotti! So heres what happened, now, the situation is that Jack, had turned his back and walked away to do some surveying or scanning, or something? Anyway he wasn't there, and meanwhile the crew was still slowly coming out the time rock stupor, but things were not going well for Gotti Got! For him, he was slipping down the slippery slope of the black hole of insanity!

Since, Gotti, he was a drug seller and heavy user too, and that stuff messes up the brain, and hinders normal mental recovery! Thats all true, but certain drugs like what Gotti was taking : something called, "Hot Boo Boos"! Well the chemicals in that thing, made him go more nuts than he usually is, trapping him in a alternate reality of his making, so he couldn't get back to normal! So while the others were recovering, he was hallucinating!

Then what happened, so when Gotti, looked around and saw every body else had teeth and he didn't. He thought that something had to be wrong with them for certain! And he felt, if he couldn't have teeth, well neither can they! That this was some type of conspiracy! So he attacked them, trying to take their teeth out of their mouth by force!

Now, all of crew members, Scankey, Paszowi, Dr. Jimmy, the ships engineer, and the Blueman, all of them are in sub mental primal state coming out of the time rock stupor, so none of them are thinking right just yet! They were all laying on the ground out of it and weak! It'll take some more time for them! But with Gotti, he wakes up first and he's supped up high on drugs! So this is what happened next : the person closes to Gotti on the ground was Scankey! And Scankey, is laying there, she's all dizzy and everything, and she was just listening to what Jack was saying, a little while ago. And Scankey, was trying to figure out what he was talking about, and trying to make sense of everything!
So, she raises her shoulders, turns her head up to look around at every body, and get her bearings! But, when Gotti, saw that, not only did she have lips, but teeth, too, in her head! He went nuts and screamed out angrily :

[ GOTTI ]

If I can't have teeth , If I can have [ BLEEPING ] Teeth! No body can have teeth! , Gotti, screamed out like a madman, and he had a real mad crazy look on his face! This guy was not fooling, he meant what he said, as he looked down at Scankey. Gotti, ran over to her, and pounced on her, pushed her head back, and with his bare hands, grabbed Scankey's mouth, forcing it open, and was apparently sticking his face into her mouth, so he could see how many teeth she had, that he had to pull out, when suddenly Scankey, bared her teeth, and clamped her jaws down on Gotti big nose, biting off a piece off, as Gotti screams!

[ GOTTI ]

Gotti screams out, in pain, holding whats left of his nose with his two hands, as blood quirks, out, comes pouring out, as he falls back, tumbling backwards onto the ground, rolling wilding about backwards and forwards in excruciating pain, yelling : OW , OW Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww ow owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

The sudden, loud, screams for help gets the Zotocons Jack Sawedoff's attention, he, at bullet speed, flies back, and thought that Scankey, was hallucinating, thinking she had turned in to a cannibal and trying to eat Gotti!, and tells her to stop!

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

Scankey, It's hard for me to believe it, but its seems it is true . . . your no doubt, a member of one the Galaxy cannibal tribes , right? Whats the matter with you? Are you hungry?

[ SCANKEY ]

SCANKEY, who is still coming out of the stupor, and is still groggy, and not totally coherent responds not even sure what she is saying yet!

YES!

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

You are a danger to us . . . you want cheese?

[SCANKEY ]

NO!

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

You want vegetables?

[SCANKEY ]

NO!

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

Jack, thinking about Gotti's bleeding nose, asks her :

Do you want you want meat?

[SCANKEY ]

YES!

[ 4 ]

[ JIMMY THE ENGINEER ]

[ JIMMY, has finally come out of the stupor too, and is conscious, and was listening and says :]

Year, . . . me too man, shucks I am starving,
commented jimmy the engineer,

but I'll be dam, if I'll eat Gotti's nose! Shit! I rather be dead, than eat that!

[ Paszowi ]

Don't eat Gotti's nose meat, Scankey!

said Paszowi shocked to hear that Scankey tried to eat Gotti!

Me stink, you should really have more nutritional foods . . . I don't stink, you should try to eat Gotti!

said Paszowi looking sternly at Scankey, waving his finger at her and shaking his head, disapprovingly!

[ BLUEMAN ]

I want some real food, I don't want us to eat each other, that is not what blue people do! I don't know why you humans do that!
said the blueman just waking up out the stupor, too!

[ JIMMY ]

Hell no! That don't, that don't make no sense,
I just woke up and I am listening to this crap!
I listening to you guys, and I can tell you right now! Right now man, shit! I don't know whats wrong with Scankey, Like I said, I just woke up! I don't know the whole story, I don't know whats exactly going on!
But, I tell ya, No matter how super hungry I am, no way I am going eat Gotti's nose!

[ GOTTI ]

Owwwwwwww my my nose she tried eat me, ow
I'm against us eating each other, period.
SCANKEY IS CRAZY!
You can't be that hungry! GODDAM! You can't be that hungry!
Scankey, if you hungry and try to make a sandwich out of me I am gone shoot you ass!
I THINK, I THINK WE GOT TO PROTECT OURSELVES! She is a cannibal, But if we take out her teeth! The bitch can't eat! She can't eat nobody!
Its obvious we got to got to pull her teeth out her mouth!
Come on guys lets get her!

[ 5 ]

[ JIMMY ]

JIMMY, Is also still under the influence of brain dis-orientation, affecting him and the others as their minds try to escape the symptoms of, "Time Rock lag," exposure, which intellectually dumbs them down, making them act irrationally sick, like a mob of teenagers, easily manipulable, gone crazy, they muddle trying to think clearly but its too soon, for their brains have not recovered and are dilusioning and hyper sensitive to hidden evil primal thoughts, which pop into their minds! They all are having trouble coming out, and they struggle to get to their feet, and slowly move towards Scankey, as their animosity grows! Jimmy looks angrily at her and agrees with Gotti, . . .

Year, year we don't need her!

[ BLUEMAN ]

We gonna fix you! You wont hurt anybody else!
said the blue man getting angry too, and reaching for big stone on the ground!

[ JIMMY ]

She, don't speak our language, she is not one us! She's really bad for every body! Look what she did! Look what the [ BLEEP ] she did to Gotti's nose!
The energy she puts out is negative! She wants to kill us. I heard what she said, . . . jimmy paused and looked down at her, then slowly said angrily, . . . she wants meat! She drinks blood! She, don't fit in. She knows she different! She's been intentionally hiding her real self, all this time! But, a little while ago, after a little soul searching she showed her true nature! Her true colors!

[ BLUEMAN ]

Her favorite color is blood red!
When we were asleep she attacked Gotti! It could of been me! She could of kill me! We weren't raise to be cannibals But she was! She's been hiding that fact from us, but now we know and she's got to die! Cannibals all o them! Cannibals got to die!

[ Jimmy ]

Right! I don't think with us, she can stay alive! Got get rid of her!

[ GOTTI ]

I can't speak for everybody! I really don't know Scankey that long,

said Gotti, picking up a stick!

You been playing us.
Been playing me!
You know , back in The Bucket of Lips prison, I popped a lot suckers eyeballs out! Some suckers I liked them , but they crossed me!

It's not good to try to cross me Scankey! You think, cause with you wear a dress, that you a woman, you can get away, . . . you can get away with shitting me! No babyyyyyyy . . . Try to fit in! but in the end, truth always shows! You, look nice bitch but you ain't nice! You keep us hanging on. Pretending you were one of us! That you belong, but you, . . . you .. . you don't belong!

[ JIMMY ]

YEAR!, said jimmy with anger and disgust in his voice,
You can fool some, but some people you can't fool none!

[ GOTTI ]

You got that right! The girls been faking it, . . till you make it, make it to eat somebody! You had your chance, Scankey. You had your chance! But, truth is out, we know what you're about! We can't go to sleep with you around us, got to, . . . get rid you.

We don't go to sleep with you around, we won't travel in any ship with you in it!
You'd try kill me,

Gotti, said picking up a big rock, and struggling to stand up to walk towards Scankey, who also was terribly confused, and disoriented backed away from them

[ 6 ]

Scankey, can barely move.
She struggles to get up.
Its difficult to keep her balance!
She afraid if, if she walks she might keel over! She gets up on all fours than stands, walks, struggles to take a step, stumbling to get her feet to move forward!
She knows she must get away, these men want to kill her!
She can barely think straight, she doesn't understand she was in "Time Rocks," and its affected her brains circuitry, and ability to think!

All she knows is her head hurts and it hard for to sort things out!
She is so dizzy, hard to think!
And when she looks around at the faces around her, she recognizes them! These where the crew members she flew with! But why are we here in this big hole, how did we get here? So many questions, so much madness, no time to think, only run, but she can barely stand up, much less run!

She gets scared! She thinks about Roy, he's not here! She sure could use him now to protect her! Where are you Roy? She thinks to her self as she realizes she's in mortal danger!

[ SCANKEY ]

Oh Roy, where ever you are baby? If you can hear me, . . . please come.
OMG! This is so crazy, I could cry! Cry!

Scankey, says to her self, realizing she needs help from Roy, but she doesn't see him. Where is he, she thinks these guys, they, can barely walk too! They seem to be struggling to stand up! They are walking like they're half asleep, or sleep walking or something! I see . . I see them, but its hard to hear them. I can't hear them good!

[SCANKEY ]

I can't feel my ears working!

This is so crazy! OMG, I don't know whats going on? These men, . . .

but, they are really angry at me. What did I do? What did I do , Scankey thinking, questions herself?

She doesn't exactly understand anything, or whats going on?
What did that, what did that dude with the bloody nose hanging down say, she thinks to her self as she sees Gotti, barely able to walk, carrying a big red stone in his hands, coming for her!
He looks crazy, angry he wants to hurt me!

[ GOTTI ]

WOMAN we know, we know it, e e e e Ha, Ha, ah you are a cannibal blood sucker!

[SCANKEY ]

What?

Oh no! OH Noooo! Did I hear him right?
He is accusing me, ME? Of being a cannibal?
Scankey feels something wet on her,

What's this ?

She asked her self repeatedly but she was weak and so dizzy she keeled over, and she passed out, and started to dream, dream about this same crazy situation and exclaimed to her self in her hallucinating dream :

What, whats going on ?

Scankey asked herself, as she looked down and saw she was covered in blood,. . . . she immediately didn't understand it, but, when she saw her clothes all blood stained, she thought maybe, what they were accusing her of was true! The blood was proof, and Scankey said :

[SCANKEY ]

OH, Oh! I am a cannibal! Other wise why . . . do I got these blood stains!
Why do I got blood all over me? I even got it on my lips! I can't remember stuff, but it must be me. I got it on my lips . . .
said, Scankey, wiping her fingers on her lips and on examining the wetness of the red liquid, she was forced to realize the truth with her own two eyes, and said to her self :

[ SCANKEY ]

This is not red lipstick! This shit is blood! HOLY SHIT!
I AM A REAL CANNIBAL!

Wait a second , . . . said Scankey to her self, suddenly noticing someone coming out of the shadows! Scankey, turned her head and was trying to get a grip on this new situation, and was looking at this strange guy she couldn't make out, in the shadows, walking towards her carrying a big dinner plate with a head on it!
Scankey was shocked and asked

: Who the hell are you?

[ GOTTI ]

I am your husband Gotti, baby, whats with you?
Look what I got you for dinner, sweetheart!

[ SCANKEY ]

What? Whose that?

[ GOTTI ]

]

It's blueman! I cooked him for you my self, honey! Said gotti, smiling at her! I hope you like it?

[ SCANKEY ]

And what happened to, . . . to, to, to your nose?

asked Scankey, totally, shocked by the bloody monstrosity!

[ GOTTI ]

You bit me, you forgot?

[ SCANKEY ]

What?
Said, Scankey, who was just so overwhelmed by every thing and fell backward and passed out, like a light, and woke up out of the dream with the Zotocon Jack, kneeling over her trying to shake her awake!

ACTION EXT SCENE

[ The, Mysterious elite vanguard warrior, of the Ba'girmadogana Federation
empire, The Zotocon, has monitored the crews mental emergence, from Time Rock, intense hallucinatory behavior syndromes, he has been trained in time warped stoppages behavior recognition, and been allotting them time to mentally recover , but when they turn crazy, and turn on each other, endangering their physical welfare he finally sees he has no other choice but to step in and stop them. ]

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

Scankey came to, and Jack said to her :

Like I said to you before, you all, were hallucinating due to Time Rock exposure! You and the rest of the crew will be Ok, in a couple of hours! You fell down and hit your head, and these men were hallucinating, and I had to step in, and calm everybody down, and keep them away, so no one gets hurt! Are you all right?

[ SCANKEY ]

I don't know, you tell me? It's too much, too much for me. I don't know if I am coming or going?
I can't tell whats real or not real! Please you got to help me, I feel like, . . . like I am going crazy!

It is said you can travel back in time, please look in to your mind and see what happened to me, and you will see the truth! Please don't think I am a cannibal, cause I am not!

said Scankey sobbing uncontrollably, as the men got closer! But, the powerful warrior raised his hand and they instantly stopped moving, as Scankey spoke from her heart :

Great Zotocon Master, hear my words I express optimism, cause I know you are fair! Please, . . . I beg you!
You, you are mistaken about me, great Zotocon! Help me please I do not deserve to die, . . . I can remember what happen now, I can remember, . . their, allegations are baseless! Lies!
Please, that man Gotti, he attacked me, he forced himself on me, to defend my self I bit him, thats all! You see, Gotti got on top of me and grabbed me by neck and face. I bit him in the nose to make him stop, Shall I continue, I had to do something!

That is why I am have blood all over on me! Please you've got to believe me!

Jack looked down at the sobbing woman laying pro-strate before him, raise up his arm again and out of his arms skin, sprung out a great dark violet colored cape appeared on his arm, which he waved like a massive flag, stopping this reality allowing him access to another, and he saw the past, that this woman had been indeed attacked by the miscreant Gotti, His demeanor towards her, changed more empathetic!

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

I can hear you whisper, the benefit of time vertical horizontals executable trip reversal scrutiny back times, is life experiences in fractal time, alive and alert causality motives, ones motives can not be hidden, cannot lie, are power appliance exposed, and verifiable, allows one to figure it all out, and the truth that I see what you speak is clear, crisper! Slow at first, fast at last, my eyes to fair star cast reveal the truth of word flowing! Time is where everything is happening, the pendulum swings elevating the base! Forgive me, you spoke the truth!,

said the Jack Sawed, sounding more like a machine than a man!

I assumed you belonged to the cannibal tribes! I was wrong! Fear not fair star lady, I will not let them hurt you! Rise!

The Zotocon, said and she rose, using his mind, and putting his immense knowledge to work, used gateway operational kinetics, raised her up floating her in the air, and then the Zotocon, casted his eyes at the men threatening her, and to them, in his on right, transferred a look of sternness physically to them, as a warning! And in his voice, like this, his tone grew harsh, and something in his demeanor changed, he snapped his fingers and just like that, the men could move. They were shocked, time, time this man could stop, and they looked, they looked on at him in fear, and realized this man they better listen too, and lower their tail, less there heads, they lose, and onto them, all of the men, Jack, said as he raised up his voice, loudly commanding them,

Hi Yall! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me a break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, and old boy Chrunchi and gal pal, Scankey, quite frankly, They all got issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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BAD PERSONALITIES

BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.17.12

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

Back be you! Touch not this woman, or preferential physical dismemberment, permanently, is the price thous will pay! She is under my protection! I have concluded, : Whether he remembers, or not, this disgraced cadet, Gotti, attacker her, to defend her person, she bit him, cannibal that to her, label does apply, this I have seen with my time eye!

New topic!

Forget this, pay attention to this I have been sent here, sent here for a purpose :

Foil not with me, or your head you not see!

All of you will listen. I am looking for An AI! Not any ordinary AI, but the AI, alien rebel known as," SharkkaDoom." Who amongst you knows where she is? If you lie, you die!

[ JIMMY ]

I kinda like being alive, dying is not my style!
But, you, for you, a super Battalionista warrior, to come here, to this place in space, means this AI, of which you seek, must be real bad news! I can tell you I don't know anything about it! I never heard of Sharkkadoom! And don't won't to! And to tell you the truth, I doubt if anyone here does too.

[ BLUEMAN]

The blueman, scared, confused, and weary of this stranger and his powers, his imagination runs wild, for no more trouble does he wish, and answers fearfully, in broken accent

Wrong wrong , no ,no nothing me see, Shark doom never come to my room no nothing I.
Said the blueman comwonder, then Jack, closed his eyes, and turned his head as if to look, look at Scankey floating in the air. and with his eyes lids shut said :

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWED ]

Speak the truth, only the truth big hair, or I will never let you down!

[ SCANKEY ]

Your coming! We celebrate it, but hide it, great warriors comes and go, may powers immenser than strangers like you be made to see, we want you but do not, hurt us not, we are not the enemy, what do you think? Nor to them give refuge, believe me as a woman living out of a bag, on barren planet without a flag, to you, a super man, to you I speak jack!

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWED ]

And Paszowi?

[PASZOWI ]

Like Scankey, conflicted am I, my head says help you, my heart doesn't know you, . . . Well, if you're asking, asking me, I, . . . can honestly tell you, . . I have never heard of Sharkkadoom!
This, this whole thing, me stink, is crazy to me, a mad fairy tale, I find my self trapped in, I come here to get rich, but I find my self in a ditch! and, and, why are we doing this? Things, things, me stink, are, only getting gloomier! I can't blame you, but I can't blame my self either! What are you, what are you going to do with us?

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWED ]

I will ask the questions Paszowi for now! said jack turning his eyes to rest on Gotti, What truth can you show? Gotti, . . . what do you know?

[ GOTTI ]

Give me a break? I am not like these Stars, I am not dead paint on a wall! said gotti, in a disrespectful tone, . . .

[ZOTOCON ]

What?

[ GOTTI ]

I know how to bake a cake, mann for no good reason you get' tin on my case! I know how to stay away from flakes and this AI IA what you say, I don't know, her from the time of day! You think, hey real, . . . Yo? You think we know where she is? You asking, us? Where she is? We don't even don't know who she is?

Mannnn, . . . na, mannnnnnn, Sharkkadoom dooms, . . Doesn't ring ma bell! Far as I am concern, she can go to hell, and, and If I knew, if I knew? I'd give her up! Word up! I don't won't no trouble from you! I don't know her, but Jack, I do know you!

[ZOTOCON ]

What you say if I find is false, hug yourself for the last time!

[ GOTTI ]

[ GOTTI took that as a big insult, walks backward away from the Jack, and makes an ugly face, turns around and spits on the ground stuffing his two hands in his pockets, and thinks to him self angrily :

[ GOTTI ]

Who the hell this Vitamin enriched fool, thinks he's talking too? Shit! Man thinks he's bad, he don't know Gotti. I betcha if I try hard enough I can whip up a drug, that will make me twice as strong as you and hug your ass with my fist upside you face! Jack! Talkin to me like that!
No body gets away with talking to Gotti GOT, like that man, Nobody, shit is embarrassing! ]

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

You say you know me, thats what you telling me Gotti? Thats effectively, what you all telling me! Stars Right?

said jack, looking around at everybody!

You, you think you know me? Than show me, space, space cuts a man down, cuts every body everything, down to size! Down like knife!

Listen up cadets I got two lights! One, I got I got orders, orders to bring all of you back, back with me!
Second light, no body likes bad news, thats tough! Space time, is full of it! And I am going give you some, : your your Captain Roy, your Captain is dead.
When Jack said that, the guys looked shocked and looked at each other disbelievingly shaking their heads, . . . The girl, Scankey lost her composure! Then The Zotocon, Jack, was surprised on seeing their reaction, showed a more compassionate side of himself, and had a reappraisal after they expressed their dismay on learning their leader had died, and gave more details to them :

This AI, specializes in internal brain architecture, Sharkkadoom got into his head, into his brain, took it over and possessed him, made him do what she wanted, made him do what she wanted him to do! She found away to hide inside him! The Federation, prescient and wise, got wind of it, wanted me to take her down, and sent me after her. So I get here, and what the hell do I find? I don't find them! Nope! I find a hold in the dam ground! Miles wides, right here where you're standing! I find, and only can extrapolate, that one of Sharkkadooms enemies, probably a competing, alien rebel army force, dropped a big bomb blowing them both up! Not the way things are supposed to work, but life is like that! Thats it, shouldn't have happen, but did! Demolishment of the mountain side! Like I said , like I told you all here before. And I repeat it now, cause it was hard for you get it then, and probably still is to understand, cause your minds were knocked for loop, coming out of Time Rock Stupors, but, er but, It was I, I got you out of the Time Rocks! If I didn't fine you, you'd still be in it, so consider things are bad for you now, but not as bad if I didn't find you!

[ JIMMY ]

How did you know we were on ice , huh, huh? How did you figure out we, we were in the time Rocks? How did you know?

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

On scanning the planet when I approached, I found your old ship, that brought you here, its still up in orbit, hacked into the information bank modules components, and, your avatar called Sandricka, and tracked the signatures, of the Time Rock frequency and that led me to you!

[ SCANKEY ]

Scankey, was shocked to hear Roys dead, they, was so close and good pals, and was just not prepared to hear this! It never ever occurred to her that this could happen, and Scankey and Roy for a long time, were having a secret intimate, lover relationship, and she is hit hard to learned he's dead, and falls back visibly shaken, drops her head down and covers her mouth and raises her eyes looking into Jacks eyes, and starts to cry and questions Jack, about it, hoping she didn't hear him right, and asks crying, . . . ,

Roys, you, . . . This is awful, this can't be, can't Jack, are you, . . hmm, Oh OMG, this so hard, are you sure Roy, Roy is gone, dead?

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

He was in the blast with Sharkkadoom, sorry! He's gone sorry! I understand you were all, were close, sorry to be the barer of bad news, Sorry bout that! Now, Factors, are factors, double entry dynamics of events press me to move on! You got to come along with me too! There things we got to do!

[ JIMMY ]

Well hate to say this, sounds, sounds crazy, but maybe it would of been, better, if you didn't find us, cause now, we came to raid a tomb, get rich, we not going to be rich anymore, we going to be super poor! Broker than broke! What now, what now?
asked jimmy despondently, dropping his eyes to the ground as he asked curiously?

[ PASZOWI ]

Year, what are we going to do? We came to get rich, raid a tomb, The Captain, and us, studied this place backwards and forwards! We talked about this endlessly, we were certain, . . . We invested a lot of time, and training, and risked our life to get here! Risk it, . . . All for nothing? OMG, can't be? We scanned, we worked out everything! We even had infra underground mineral crystal displays of the tomb, this places tunnels, full of crystals untold wealth inside! All we had to do was just break in to the walls and get it out we got lots of bags, to load it up in too! And, not only that but, had specialized All2good robot helpers, adapted to carry the stuff!

[BLUEMAN ]

HOW GO BAD SO WRONG THIS, ME NO KNOW! Me no no no know, This bad, baddddddd bad !

[ JIMMY ]

Worse than bad shit!

[ 2 ]

[ The Zotocon, Jack, after questioning them, about the where abouts of Sharkkadoom, to find out if they knew anything, he lets them know he's been instructed to take them all back to federation domain, but it comes as a surprise to him that they all voice objection, Gotti, in particular, fearing that if he goes back, without finding the treasure he came here for, he would be turned over to the authorities, and sent back to the Bucket of Lips prison, he escaped from! He has a gun and threatens to commit suicide: ]

[ GOTTI ]

GOTTI, on hearing Jack's is going to force him to go back, quickly, bends down and from his shoulder guard back strap, laying on the ground, pulls out a lasergun pistol, raises it to his temple, and looks Jack in the eye, and lets him know in no uncertain terms whats on his mind :

You know, Jack man?
They made you, made you in a laboratory! Concocted you up, so a small bug like me, no way gotta a chance against, you! You got a lot of power, aha ha! Ha, ah! You gotta lot of power, ha, ha, . . . you know what I mean? You Jack man, can do a lotto stuff we can't even imagine! Now check it out, I respect you, don't get me wrong! You do what you got to, and I do, what I got to do! Now, you telling us, they told you to bring us back! Huh! right? right? Jack, . . . . I am not down with that! See ? Understand? Now you can do a lot of things you know, see this gun I got to my head, stopping me from killing my self, you cannot do! Thats how I am going to end this thing! This, going back, there? That horrible place, I got out of, I broke out of the shit hole, with Captain Roy, man! Understand? I don't even know if you ever heard of the BUCKET OF LIPS prison? So check it our star, star from afar! I be dam, I ain't going back, for you, for them, and certainly not for myself! So, so year, this is the end of the [BLEEPING ] road for me, Check this out mannn, but rather I kill me, myself, now on this [BLEEPING ] planet ! I rather be dead! Than, return back, no treasure, yo no treasure? No money, poor as rat, I ain't going back! Got shit to show for life, nothing! Understand?
So, year, o year, you leaving, but you leaving without me, Jack! Unless you make some money appear I am outta here!

said Gotti, sounding mad, sad, but determined!, as he quickly, turned his back on him, walking away!

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

Yes, thinks Jack, looking at this misguided man, walking away from him, :

[ "woooooo," talk about a crazy nova, bad boy trying to get over! There goes one, theres one, if there ever was one, hard boiled, spaced out, doesn't know what he's talking about! Gotti's, momma, ha,ha, ha
Jack chuckles to himself,

mann, she musta threw him out the back door, of a space ship a couple of times when he was a baby, yep, landed on his head, hard, eating lard, ha, ha, ha, this space ticko's , ticko's twisted!

Twisted as they come, still, ticko's got spunk, got courage, give him that! Don't like cowards much! I like a man, whose not afraid to die. ]

[ Well, well, says Jack still talking to himself, as all eyes focus on Gotti walking off into the distance, all alone! Jack, realizing he has to do some real fast thinking, thinking deeply and pondering a strategy, that would allow him to use his mystical powers, to help them realize their dreams of getting the treasure, they've been hunting so desperately for!

These surviving crew members, of Captain Roys ship, are not aware of it, but Jack knows, the rise of the Sharkkadooms, battalions, robotons alliances and mechanical war offensive appliances, are seeding discontent, rebellion, and the deadly spread of wars, in the galaxies, and also, through out, the empires colonies, causing monetary disruption in the vast trading routes of its ships, flying swaddled in the grip of fear of Sharkkadoom pirates, hidding in the oceans of its space corridors!
The Zotocon, surveying the happenstance of these crew members, these, poor souls adrift, with their future in ruin, they don't know that he has been authorized to head a new espionage investigatory arm, of the Ba'girmadogana Federation called the Goddrooomatt'ah!

Jack, astutely decides, since the misfortunes of this crew is overwhelming for them, that now is the perfect time, to take a chance on them, . . .

If he can persuade them to join him, he will recruit them into the Goddrooomatt'ah! Give them a second chance at life!
Since they are accustomed to live outside the law, and dwell in the criminal environment,
they, might be just perfect information gatherers, for him, and the federation!

And help him convince the itinerant space people living in the empires outposts settlements, of the galaxy to take the live humans fighters, out of the equation, and let the federations, own robot warriors, replace them and take over!

He could use this crew as his spies, and Jack, he's a believer, that all life rides the winds in the force, inextricably flowing forwards, and backwards intertwined, deeply in the mind of time!

Jack, instantly conjures up a deal : He'll help them get rich, by getting them into the tomb, in return, they will owe him a debt too, a vow, a blood oath, to work for him, to help him destroy the oncoming robot armies of Sharkkadoom! ]
Jack calls out loudly, to Gotti walking away,

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

Wait, Gotti! Gotti, Sealed, is not your fate Yet, cadet!

[ 3 ]

[ The ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF , moved by the disappointment expressed by the crew, not finding the tombs treasure, and the object poverty they faced, they too, like Gotti, are dismayed at the prospect of returning home a poor failure!
So, the Zotocon, whose superior acumen, in the realms mind time bio mechanical transformational shift powers, are elastically powerful, and vast inter-dimensionally, strikes a deal, offering to help them to get them inside the tomb, so they can enrich themselves, in return, promise to join forces with him, tracking down the barbarian alien supporters of Sharkkadoom, and her Rotomang'as appliances, and the leaders of her robots armies! ]

[ZOTCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

Listen, You want in?

Into the tomb?

Happen I can make that be, look look, at me
I can make that happen! Cross not me not!

Listen to my words or as sure as the sun rides high in the sky, under the rays of this hot sun, you will fry here, for so help me, I will abandon you to die here, look up, raise up your eyes, look high into the sky, see them, see we are not alone, flying monsters watching, waiting, hovering till night fall! Hungry!
Time, fleeting, invisible, so precious, has not treated you and your fortunes favorably! Listen, this,

said Jack, sternly looking them dead in theirs, and raising up his finger and pointing it at them,

This, is your last chance, . . . with me, . . . Come, come closer,

said Jack, as Gotti, and the others surprised, and startled, stared back at him, stunned at what he had just said! Gotti, walked back, and got closer too, as jack continued, . . .

Jack, as he stood there, as he stood there, something came over him, some kind of otherworldly aura, and quickly his demeanor got dark, he seemed to stiffen up straight, his muscles in his neck, face and arms tensed up mysteriously! Something changed in him, something palpable, that one could visible sense, feel and see! Power of serendipity, pools of electricity, next stages rocking up in his skin, changing him and the colors, colors in him, from red to white, and white to red and back again, and out of the pores of his skin, looked like electrical strings sprouted out trembling, reaching, shaking! Speaking speaking voices we could not understand! He was changing, changing molecularly into a dynamo full of magical gusto and pure energy, a different kind of man!

His human voice flipped, from casual, to dark orbital echoes, that rose and dipped, his eyes grew white, he lowered his head down, and stared at them like they were dead!
The personality at the fore front of Jack, one that they had originally met, that personality no longer was there, replaced by alternative one with a death stare! Out of this personage from weird dimensional space, who when he spoke, his voiced rocked the air, and echoed in outside your head, as he said in a deep unearthly voice :

[ ZOTCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

Tomb, Tomb, into that rooooooom, he said
Do you want in?

he asked knowing very well what the answer was, . . .

The Tomb, has many doors, he continued,

many doors that are closed, locked, buried, off limits to the living! Then he started chanting a mantra that made no sense to them , but he knew what he was doing, as he said : Stop, stop,
he said, as the sounds of thunder rolled in the heavens in the distance, seeming commanding and talking to unknown forces, he is raising up his two arms, now and says :
Wonsi niogh hum, alshuuooomadga temblar sise, he tig bovegwavain morpri Vat, vatimagdifffo

Nuley Nulay Shhoop!

[ 4 ]

[ JIMMY ]

What, what the hell, exclaimed jimmy, totally confounded by what he heard, he couldn't he couldn't understand nothing!

[ GOTTI ]

Ticko, Shut up, man, daggggg, and and, and listen, listen to this this ticko, wooooo, don't know don't know, what he's doing? Nope, but shit thats Ok! He does, dig it? He's into something, . .

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

The Zotocons, magic words, change the broad scope of everything, rolling back resistance to his new reality, that he was going to impose! His mantras were heard, and in the skies were strange birds, and strange times were a coming, due to his influence, facilitating him to enter other fractal times, within this time, dimensionally, using his flowing inter time mind technology,
and the whole planets atmosphere, the whole place, and this big, big landscape seemed to react, and change, just like that, and before where the skies were full of pink clouds, and the planets three suns, dominated the sky, that changed! That changed, with a sudden rush and influx of turbulent winds, ushering in mysterious looking dark clouds everywhere!
It seemed like a whole big weird environmental process, layers of clouds, and layers, of a great incoming, mist, mystically appeared, like a dark thickening gold cloudy fog, bubbling up from someplace dark, settling all over them as they stood around the Zotocon, standing on the bottom of the giant canyons floor, where they were all in!

And in the next moment, strange sounds, beast roaring, screaming, came from the jungles far away, and from right next to them, the walls of the canyon made noises, too like they were shaking and quaking, and scary voices from the beyond was heard crying inside of them!
The unseen sensitive forces brought into being by the mantras he called, came out, and made the tenor, of atoms of all things shake, shake the canyons walls, the bones of the dead, the stones that looked like lead, appeared to grow eyes, and then as the gold fog settled on it, touched them, cracked and fell apart, and the ground and rocks shook, and shifted down elastically and then, springing back up into shape, like a yo yo, giving off a chilling feeling of fear, a chilling lethal affect, and a doomy raw feeling too, what could you do? A feeling, of apprehension about everything, and everyone, thats the feeling you get when things happen that can't happen!

Scankey and the others were watching, and in a profit and lost sense, it makes sense to keep your head, and keep thinking logically, and you'll stay sane, but if you stop? Your core, your atoms, your atoms of your brain, are lost!
Atoms, make up all, seemed in us and all on call, pieces of knowledge the crew did not have, as to what was going on, and had to avidly do what they did not want to do, to trust, that to think things would be OK! This place, this environment, shrouded in secrecy, forces in everything, seemed to be aware, they had to go someway, somewhere, or burst! The earth, of this planet, cursed it self, the pink bedrock sands, the rocks, the tiny pebbles, some little pink colored pebbles, rose up off the ground, and floated! The dust got into everyones hair, strange sounds were everywhere! The planet had flies and thousand flew over the canyon, and some flew down to ground walking nearby the crew, who thought this was very strange too, and, the crew, didn't know what they were looking at, all of this was falling out side of their competency!
The flies eyes were round and red in their head, and they had several set of scaly long black shiny legs, and had a long body and wide dirty gold wings, they flapped like mad, that made angry high pitched sound patterns, and really sounded like someone was talking crazy! Why they came so suddenly is unknown, was this canyon going to be their new home, or were they hungry? The crew had much to worry about, but so much other things was happening, too! The clouds in the skies, had distinct bellowing motion going up and down, and lightening was booming and flashing, and were moving around, and the light in the sky would go dim, as if someone was engineering it to appear to be turning out the light! But, that was Ok, but it wasn't night! It was so weird and so scary!

Nothing in this world was right, and then this? A sound appearing coming from afar, crazy, a sound like hot water in a pot, bubbling around, around a lot, interiorly shaking your heart, and mind, sinister divine not, we are born into certain circumstances, things we have no control over, our senses, in particular our ears its hearing, sparks up, gets sharp, especially, when your very life, you very life is on the line!
Our ears, tools that evolved to warn us, of things that stoke our fears! These cadets, these space travelers, standing around the mysterious Zotocon, these guys didn't know from nothing, what was taking place! What was happening?

The Jack sawedoff , the Zotocon agent was a nice guy, a nice guy! Nice guy originally, all right, when he first got interested in science of the mind and got recruited as child bio technology prodigy! Well, science consumes you, digest you, and spits you out! And as happened to him, the you, you were about, is no more! Your something else! Science, deep dark sciences, is like that, . . you enter its door, you are no more!

He is now an ace Zozo, a mobil programable mind base! Yes, he was part man, when they cojoined him with transfusions, of man made designer time distortion brain proteins, he evolved into a product of science. and magic, commingling, made in the test tubes of laboratories, he's now a dangerous man, an artificial intelligence innovation experimentation, into molecularity fractacality, of the mind, a control timer power house!

He makes a perfect, phantom machine, co adversary, to the likes of Her royal Highness Sharkkadoom! He too, like her was a molecular time manipulator, and in his own right, dangerous as any scientific classified secret in the night! Governments love secrets!

This crew, were in the process of a molecular encounter with him, of the first kind, but didn't know it! Knowledgeless they fail to have the sense to run!

But even if they knew, they could not run faster than light, faster than time, faster then conceptualcellidisracialointontarmindmomentum!?

No? No, no weird sounds in the distance, the crew members, none of them could pin point the direction of the sounds, they heard, after he spoke his words!
A sound, like a sound, you hear coming inside your body, like a beating of heart, or maybe your stomach grumbling, its plumbing rumbling, a valve, or who knows what, what ever it was it was getting closer?
It was heard by everyone, but seen by none, a churning, muffling bump in the night kind of sound rattling us, its origins discernible? It was definitely not, in or out of their head imagining this? The crew, puzzled, couldn't ascertain, but Scankey, Scankey, she had benefit and sensitivity of a woman's perspective, a feminine sense, a little different, and she thought the sounds appeared perceptually to be tricking us to sound as if they were coming faraway, but she thought,

[ SCANKEY ]

No,

she thought to her self, as she kept one eye on the strange man she called Jack, and the fact he was speaking in a strange language, giving commands to the air, to the trees, to the mountains, to everything he pleased, every where, powerful enough, to make time sneeze, render all with unease, to her, to Scankey, she, however, said to her self, as the very earth she was standing on, seemed to move under her feet and under strain of this ionic being for hirer, The Zotocon!

" I have a feeling, there is fundamentally something wrong inside, inside me, inside us, that is making these sounds, and he is causing it,"

She thought to herself, and turns out her crazy as it sounds feeling was right on!

This, this warrior, this strange man, it is he, . .
It all comes down scientifically to the The Zotocon impact, as a mind change contractor, and his personalized fluid itinerary cell mind scapes, which he can make any body believe in, supported by thought organized stacked, creational insertion mind concept thought nodes, controlling his brain machine, influencing their brain machines mobilely, to think what he wanted them to think, in stored data preservation powered annexation Ventimindcombustuality enforced customized reality sciences, deployed by Jack, Sawedoff, in dominion of his alternate parallel personality, the Zotocon himself, on them, on their very lives, influencing the parameters of their reality into decay, substituting it away in favor of a aberration distortion world version, upon them, he did himself, mentally reconstruct, to conived them, like a parent has the power to manipulate the thinking, of a anew born baby! He, yes, he does have the better resume !

Once he set his eyes on you, fixated on you, you were done for, looking on you, on you, with those powerful eyes, in his minds picture, his ability to rebalance and put you in it, to make a reality swallow you up, so strong, theres no way to get away, or think or suspect it be wrong!

Brains transfusions, a dangerous science indeed, some people call it magic! Some people call it science, but it is what it is, mind over matter! Somewhere, sometimes, its practiced, with malice in the outer reaches of the quadrant of the galaxies! In the outer reaches of the mind! In the outer reaches of the un reachable, in artificial intelligence time!

But then, but then, hollow be him, trust must one be evolutionarily, comprehension required not. Want this into the time pit! Big time pit it be, pit ter pater unseen chatter, genetic marker or otherwise do cry eye? Space child of the university! Then to him something happened, something happened to him!
A few moments passed, and then we saw something strange, about the Zotocon. It was totally stunning, shocking, something hard to get over! Something hard to work through, but the Zotocon started to look, odd! He suddenly had a lighted aura around him, looked like he changing into something, what we didn't know! What we could see, was this was an alternating shift shaping man, a man whose outward body appearance was looking like it was vibrating larger and smaller very fast! His body was quivering, changing constantly backward and forward appearing at times to resemble something morphing, into something else, but what to what we did not know! It so strange he looked like he was changing in to rock, or a rough surface kind of alien, made of grey silver stone!

Then, his body started to exhibit jagged bulges, that would suddenly rapidly appear, and disappear! This didn't sound right, but sure enough he had, jagged big bones, protruding out him suddenly from his massive shoulders and chest, then also, repetitive big, fractal spear shapes, grew instantly out of his arms muscles, and his shoulders got more muscles that didn't even look like muscles but weird grey shiny fractalized shapes sprouting up all over him!
Even more, astounding ancestral informative genetic markers spouted out, of him, a bizarre other worldly anatomical recipe, his genetic make up was programmed and doomed to follow!

Then, what looked like, white dots, visible new super atomic molecularities spread about him, in cloisters adapting, whether we knew it or not, to a space time environment he was entering! These were micro evolutionary changes, while his body changed, metal like, his face and head got more organic looking, with his hair rate of growth suddenly visibly augmented, and was growing so fast, it looked like it was getting longer by the second! It grew down his back, down his legs and suddenly the wind howled, and blew his extremely long hair up, making him look like a alien deity of unknown origins! Like nightmare, but was he?

Was he?

He was like a robot like thing and huge, carved out of the realms of degenerate mutantology categories, the lesson of dark side sciences were in fashion now! We could see it manifesting in him!

The radical space grown modified genes in him, were now in play, that would determine his stereotype behavior, today in his diverse, and iconic fascinating genetic components that make him up, on view, in him happening in him now! Was he trying to figure out, who he would be, a second from now, in the past to future, or a combination of these? These are both natural assumptions, to us observers, knowing he is a time traveler, without answers and would remain so!

We were watching what was happening and on display were genetic manifestations, physically actuating on his skin, on him, He endured, some force assimilating him into a phenomenon, the dark ramifications of which, one could not forecast! What was he evolving to be, perhaps in another moment we would see?

Strange, strange, very strange sounds could be heard, as his body was oscillating. Seemingly as if he was here and somewhere else, as if he was in a quantum kind of fluctuations in-between the boundaries of this reality and another, a fuzzy area undefined by any mind, like different time zones in kind, mined sets, within him, we heard this strange sound like the unleashing of more power as energy, the roar of thunder, that was raging up inside of him! He under went a metamorphosis, right, there as he stood there, as he stood, like giant figure in-between the frightened crew members who were looking on in shock! Then he looked down at them, clenched his fist, and said , like he was addressing the dead :

[ 5 ]

[ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

upon your life, upon your self, strife, has thrived,

he said looking at each one of them in the eye,

but …

Unhappy with yourself, wanting to be another, Dreams, I can make your dreams come true! So you won't suffer!

But beware, games I play not here! A favor begets a favor due, In space I do for you, In space you do for me, or disintergratery monotonically!

[ PASZOWI ]

WHAT?

[ GOTTI ]

Wait a second said GOTTI, let me get my head around this,

[ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

in return for getting you inside the tomb, and raid the riches you seek soon, from its womb, I help you! In return, you will work helping me, helping me track down and destroy Sharkkadooms armies dynasty ! I, I, I need spies, extra pairs of eyes! Yours!, he yelled!

Failure to keep your side of the bargain, what I give'th, I will take' ith away!

If you agree, heres what I want you to do now, stay still! Where your standing, as still as can be, don't speak, or say you agree, instead signal your agreement to me. to me, how? By doing what I say, . . he said in a whisper :
close your eyes and keep them shut
close your eyes and keep them shut,
close your eyes and keep them shut,
close them,

said Jack, making a funny sign with his hands as if he was hypnotizing them, and the crew all though scared, each one of them listened to him, including Scankey who was still sobbing, and Gotti, they each and every one of them closed their eyes, in agreement and held them shut, trembling before him! And one could say, one could imagine, they where blinded by the prospects of sudden wealth,

and then

Jack, told all of them, to keep those eyes closed till he told them to open them up!

The crew, did what he said, stood still, they stood still and didn't know what he was doing, but Gotti sneaky dog, was peeking, and he saw him undergo a metamorphosis changing into a dark shadow, waving in the sky, then fly coming down forming and changing into something like a large purple flag or a giant long cloak waving, waving in the winds, but with him inside!

The Zotocon, opened up the cloak, landed, stepped out, and adjusted some of it around his neck, and enwrapped his arm in it too, and held up his left arm stiffly, waving it, slowly like an ancient bull fighter, waves a red flag, would do to tease a bull to chase it! But the Zotocon, its no secret, spark rains from his cloak, with each stroke he was waving time like a clock, with things in the world starting to rock, day hopped in to night, fast, faster, the sun came up and the sun went down, night died, and hit the ground, darkness fell and nothing more could be seen !

He was controlling the winds of deep time! Waving the fates of space protons corridors of the mind, out of the shadows of time, to bend it, to weave anew, to comply with the wishes of his mind, apply a mental bridge in the challenging environment trying it, trying to control time, to make it jump to where he wants!

He waved the purple cloak, once!
He waved the purple cloak, once again to the right, using his minds powers on time, the boundary of which is not definitively defined, but the Zotocon can change whats real miraculously with a wave of his hand, changing this world perception of day light, into black light!
modify whats real, whats reality, to become a new reality, of his making! Its both good and is bad, powers that he had, fathom, regulatory body cells remarkably transportable reassemble at command by this man, he can take you from one place in time to another.

The Zotocon, turned, looked at the crew, picking the crew up off the ground with his mind simultaneously and them letting hang there, suspended in the air like rag dolls under his control!
then,
quickly he waved his arm, waving the cloak, and created distortion in the reality field, the ground they were standing on became rubbery and stretched out, and shook like jelly! The dirt faded and became transparent so you see under the earth, and the rocks and big stones down below deep, you could see, as if you were looking into a ocean and seeing fish,standing still!

And Jack smiled, caught Gotti peeking at him, and using his mind, changed the gravity under Gotti, and made him fly up higher than the others, who were only floating one or two feet above the ground!
Then he looked at Gotti, and took away the gravitation mind plane holding him up in the air like an elevator, and release him, brought him down, and he sank into ground up to neck, and Gotti yelled

[ GOTTI ]

HELP ME HELP PLEASE!

[ ZOTOCON]

Keep your eyes closed thats what you were told, he said then he waved his arms and changed them all into tiny yellow lighted sparks and he raise up his arm, open his palm and the sparks flew in to his palm, sucked into a dark dimensionality, accompanied by the crack of thunder roaring in the heavens, then came the flash of white blinding light, followed by blackness and then they were gone, and in the dark, they heard his voice saying to them:

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

We going to enter the tomb now, when I say open your eyes you will be inside, Fear not! But, hear me well, a little up, a little down, your going to land, and feel your feet hit the ground! I will you give all one minute to fill up one bag, with treasures, you seek, all the crystals diamonds, and vis hobas gold nuggets, from vault of the dead kings tomb, all you can carry, and after the minute is up we will be gone, not a second more

and then, as he finished speaking, he appeared in side the darkness of the vault of the tomb, inside he appeared and from his body a light came illuminating it, then he raised up his hand open up his palm, and out his palm came the shadows of the crew flying out, like little stars lights, and with a wave of his hand, he changed them back into them selves, and jack said :

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF ]

[ ZOTOCON JACK SAWEDOFF, When he spoke, his voice was so strange, So weird, it was a happening in it self and echoed off the walls of your mind bouncing in time! ]

Your minute, . . . has begun! Don't walk but run! When its over you are done!

The crew, on seeing, that indeed that he did what he said, he dropped them, inside the tomb, thats where they were!

This realization, lifted their spirits, to the stratosphere totally invigorating each one of them, making them smile crazily, fill all of them with energy, they, jumped into action they did, jumped up at the opportunity, knowing that the next minute would cure them of what ails them! There it was the glow, of treasures laying down below, all shiny and glistening in the light, brite!

Their faces burst out in smiles, the tomb was full of happy laughter, they were all wide eyed, like unbelievably happy kids, excited children! Surprised by the rows and rows of royal treasure chests, that lined the walls of the tomb, and the fancy carved boxes, brimming over with ancient golden jewelry, and royal boxes stacked high with exotic colored crystals, that were worth a fortune!

Seemed unbelievable, to think about, but this place, this dark dingy tomb, this tomb belonged to a strange people, who back then, whose religious beliefs taught people and the kings culture of the times, that when they passed away, they would go to a afterlife, and not only that, but they could actually take their pets and animals, and slaves and treasures with them when they died.

And the rich and wealthy kings, to make sure their servants could see in the darkness of the after life, they would kill them and drill a hole in their forehead, place a big diamond in it and glue it in tight with amber, paint it with an eyeball on it, thinking this way, that their favorite loyal servant, could see better with three eyes, and serve them better in the darkness of the afterlife!

. .

Hi Yall! It's me again, Madcow Sammy, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me a break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, and old boy Chrunchi and gal pal, Scankey, quite frankly, They all got issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

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BIG REX

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.17.13

"BIG REX"

One of his personalities in another life

Jack Sawed off Fractalic Cyborg

[SCANKEY ]

Scankey, loved this, thought it was a great idea, and was happy they believed that stuff! And Scankey was singing as she rummaged around the tomb, grabbing the old ancient skulls of the servants, dusting them off, with her shirt sleeve, and raising up two at time over her head, then smashing them on the ground, to bust the old brittle skulls open, to get the big diamond eyes to pop out, and dumping the diamonds eyes, into her rag bag.

It was slow going at first, but little by little her bag got fatter and fatter, and heavier, all the while, Scankey took her happiness seriously and express it in song, joyfully singing! Now Scankey, couldn't carry a tune in a bucket, but was so happy was she, she tried anyway! As she counted them up, and gathered up the diamond eyes, . . .

[ SCANKEY ]

Oh, One eye, two eyes, three eyes three, all these beautiful eyes for me!
One eye, two eyes, three eyes three, all these beautiful diamond eyes for me! HA, HA, HA!

As her bag got heavy, the happier she got, she could not stop laughing and what a big smile she had! What a big smile!
Scankey, was trying to contain her excitement, the others tread not there, couldn't give a dam, and couldn't care, but were grown men giddy and crazy as can be,

joyful, ran this way and ran that way, bumping into each other with big smiles on their faces too, like they didn't know what to do! Gotti was laughing so hard, and the others too! Their eyes rolled with delight at all the things worth money, that sparkled in the night!

So much, so much crystal trinkets, it bewitched them, hard to decide to grab or not to grab, will it all fit in my bag, want this trinket or that, they ran about like that, happily yelling and screaming, stuffing their bags to the brim, stuff their pockets too, and throwing on mountains of necklaces around their necks, and rings on each finger, and earrings too, looking terribly stupid, as they are all going mad!

What to do? What to do? What to do, can't take it all, as the minutes on the clock fall, and in an instant later, the Zotocon time aviator, his control over variances in mind time, took its toll, the light in the tomb grew old, turned dim, time was up for him, time was up, and they disappeared, from whence they came, back in the open palm, into mental plane of the Zotocon!
Time is in the mind, time is what you want, based on happy feelings fractally, the crew in time, is high on life, working with the Zotocon, who returned with them back to base, and now for every one, in more ways that one, a new day has begun!

[ 2 ]

[ [ ACTION EXT SCENE : time : Its the end of the day as the sun descends! THE ZOTOCON is casually seated with his legs dangling over a tall cliff that reaches up into heavens! Inside that magnificent mountain he resides in his palace! He is in a pensive mood and looks very somber, as he stares randomly at the vast citiescapes down below,
belonging to his world. He went up the mountain to be by himself to think deeply and meditate! Its quiet up there, as his students quietly approach him as its time, for classes with the Zotocon, to begin ]

The time : the glass is half empty, we agree, you see, better to have it that way , than no way, you see inside fractal mind time, your manking, and mankind, note the difference between the two we emphasize, has away, a long, long, long way to go!
Does It show? Ah, yes, yes, yes, . . .

[ THE ZOTOCON ]

HEAR ME HEAR ME HEAR ME WELL, or go to hell,

[ The truth can be hidden. Yes it can! By the two faced! Beware of the wearer of the double mask! The one you see, you like, charming personality brite, telling you aspirational things you want to hear tonight! And the one under it! Sorry state of affairs, the space tigers big teeth serpent rears, beware! Trust in the Force to know, when to hold them, and when to let go! Vote or vote not! The truth can be hidden, by those who rule populations, brain wash the brainwashable! The truth can be hidden, by those who win wars, control the brains, control news and rewrite history, to make them look good, is true short term!

BUT,

said the Zotocon, Master, as he got up and walked around them looking down in their youthful eyes,

Its a good day for this, . . . making a harbor in your heart unsuspectingly, . . . Its a fools myth, fooling a fool who trust them!

Young Super Hubcaps, listen, if you don't understand you will! The dynamics of the paths of the Dark Side chill! Not just as discussionery topics, devoid of world reality obligations none, to those born in the future capable of retrieving the memories that the truth is locked into, so long term, what was true then, will be revealed to not to be true, now . . the truth will be known! But the bad guys, will be long dead, and unknown, no accountability said,

The Zotocon said angrily, raising up his fist, and throwing down a lightening bolt hitting the ground, that shook the mountain, scaring the children, seated in front of him,

BUT,

he said continuing, Didactically Zotoconically, as the coming of the one, he can go into the past get revenge, punch some, punch some, punch all, souls fall! I say onto you. Learn you do! May the winds take this message to you, wrong do'ers, . . . in your time, past, present or future, . . . the evils ones :
Shirk not the facts that the body rots! I am coming to get you! ] he said suddenly, getting to his feet and flying up into the sky like a rocket, on high, breaking the sound barrier, rocking the heavens with sonic booms, . . .that go boom, boom, boom

. . .

Unknown to all things with a brain, there is an observer to you who you might think insane : contemplating new lines in vain no, processes in mathematics one day perhaps you, in an advanced AI form, will know:
Boundarisation, that claim, perception is to perceive one side of the boundary, as a distinct district, from the other side of the interpreters of good, like it should, are quite capable overtime, to reverse course, to influence one to the darkside, of the descendants minds!

Processes in mathematics: These are just fractal iterations, periods of time, following this moments mind, this moments mind, this moments mind, this, moments, . . . mind.

THE END

[ It takes understanding and mental agility, to begin to understand spaces, fractal futility ]

BAD PERSONALITIES

THE ZOTOCON

AI WARS

Chapter 1

Beware! A long long time ago, when each day is a day, in a galaxy far away, very different, than the next! Death, marked the boxes coffin with a x, in space it's easy! In space every life and yours too, will be hard to keep! The AI Sharkkadoom will avenge herself, against those who want her demise, and do so, bloodily, so consummately, with a stealthy surprise in disguise!
The Ba'girmadogana Federations empire, their scientists created robotic slaves, un-intendedly an error occurred, and mutant hybrids evolved, called the AI Sharrkka 501 slaves series, that were Artificial intelligent gladiators! One named AI Sharkkadoom, attained mental independence consciousness, her self replication evolutional capabilities, went totally unchecked! Unnoticed, until it was too late! Sharkkadoom, with her super abilities in time aviation, and mind control, escaped, and one by one, now, began killing all those that had given her life, until she came up against the Zotocon!

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Hi Yall! yep, It's me again, Madcow Sammy, I want to know, who he think he fooling, you can put chicken feathers on a cat but that don't make him no chicken bird, absurd bird misdoing and screwing, but me he ain't fooling!
Has every body done gone nuts? I say, Has every body done gone nuts? I don't understand whats going on anymore? One minute we is in the desert, next we is in Space, give me a break! Its above my brains pay scale! Its greek to little old me? All I know is I think all o them got a big surprise coming! Believe that!! I know that BR and Jack sawed off or on, and old boy Chrunchi and gal pal, Scankey, and Morons, Zotocons, quite frankly, they all need psychic evaluations, and they all got issues on or off.

Wow, Luckily my Iphone alarm, went off again, and woke me up! " Oh Boy! " Anyway, I really got to consult Toni, cause this is too much! I got to tweet him, anyhow, I just got another tweet! It's my girl, Madcow Lady Ga Ga again! Oh how cool! Got to fly bye! Stay tuned, this is just the beginning! I got to run now, bye, adios, adieu, A plus tard Mes amis, abschied, Wiedersehen, 這麼長時間現在，我們看到你很快！,告別 ,작별, 別れ ,Прощай ,الوداع ,veda , addio ,Żegnaj, bye bye, to da loo!

The next installment of the sage will continue in the future, BE THERE OR NO WHERE! But as Madcow Sammy, always says : Don't hold your breath!

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