from the greatest edges of space, essays about life on earth

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From the greatest edges of space, essays about life on earth

By: Richie Zxy


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Dedication:

This text collection is dedicated to the electrics crews at USF from !"#$$% the &'sta#so'ls% Cra(ings%

)obert *nton +ilson% and Fire In the *ttic. +e shall only 'nderstand that which we choose to accept

direct and 'nwa(ering personal acco'ntability for.


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Preface: Po'r the information o't and a book will appear. ,ere we go.


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Prologue:

That which is called a book is simply an organi-ed collection of words. This work is no do'bt to'ting

itself as a book when in reality it is not so. *s a collecti(e of organi-ed symbols the text that yo' arec'rrently readying is no more a book than a handf'l of pine needles are a tree. Form text're

parameter% these are details that books ha(e. Please 'nderstand the instantly asserti(e nat're were we

to start on the other foot it wo'ld be a gamble to share this idea at all. The expression of an indi(id'alsperspecti(e on reality is an art form that in n'll mentioned in the modern world as it is a res'lt of

primiti(e man. To share the inherent (enerability incl'ded with primiti(e expressions is a great creati(e

risk that has become awash with fear mongering of the 'tmost caliber Tr'ly eno'gh e(ery sharing is agamble. +ell witho't any additional preamble here we are.


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I co'ldnt help myself from entertaining the feeling that my father had challenged me. In context

and witho't preamble he (oiced that all it took was twenty pages to p'blish an ebook on *ma-on.

+ith that my instincti(e fear of the p'blishing world had been decimated like a window meeting abrick. *fter a few co'rses of /nglish and 0ythology in college as well as m'sical technology it

became clear that all that the g'sto of a writer or anyone else p'rsing a self defining creati(e career

had decided on an external moti(ating force. From 'pholding the name of the newspaper they write forto deli(ering an e'phoria#inspiring stage show% the moti(ation always has parameters.

The feeling of challenge as mentioned abo(e c'lt'red and grew. Seeing as the parameters ofs'ch moti(ating force are an int'iti(e interpretation encaps'lated in a memory the moment'm exists

all the same. )ather than p'rs'ing a classical arc of the written word 1which is oddly still said a written

yet is more often typed2 it has been decided that this compilation of pages will follow the wa(e ofprogress as defined by the creator in the moment of its creation. In essential terms the power of the

transcribed word has to do with the kind of flow that the reader experiences as e(oked from the text

itself. +hile the content and context of the words and their str'ct're are directly connected to the

logical message of the comm'nication the organic flow mentioned is spawned of the experience ofreading. * logical message is one of s'bstantial information transmission while the assimilation of this

signal is the more powerf'l part. Thro'gh the cycles of internal decoding 1reading2 the magnit'de

magnetism and polarities of the h'man brain shift. It is to say that the physical acti(ity of s'rfingwa(es on a s'rfboard in ,awaii is a logical message while the physical bodily experience of s'rfing

1moment to moment on the water in the water2 is the integration of the experience.

+ith a hearty left hook the gates ha(e opened. The more I considered what a challenge was the

lengths of organi-ation cleared from the mist. )egardless of the amo'nt of information a h'man has at

their disposal they are limited only by the means of transm'ting that data into action. *rmed with that

which I grew 'p with and ta'ght myself thro'gh 3a comp'ter4 yo' are in(ited to 5oin me thro'gh thiswork of patterns. +hen we begin something anything there is a specific experience of initiation into

a process. 0ore often than not this experience goes 'nnoticed. Few times ha(e we heard of someone

deciding to do something 'nless it is in a narrati(e sense. 6I am going to make a sandwich7 forexample. This is a narrati(e explanation of the process of initiating an action tho'gh it holds

meas'rably different h't-pah than 6I am creating a testament to h'man excellence.7 8ow I agree that

the direct comparison of sandwich and h'man excellence may be slandero's to some. I stand by thepoint made the le(els of importance are defined by that which we decide. To reestablish a sense of

order to this there are going to be a few tables coming 'p. The table is a powerf'l form of organi-ation.

The formatting of a shape allows for (ario's s'b#formats to find expression. Inside the shape of a pi--abox there is the shape of a pi--a with the shape of the slice. That as explained is the most powerf'l

form of alchemy in the modern world Today. Shapes are a 'ni(ersal 9if not more common than that

symbolic lang'age. +o'ld yo' remember yo'r life any differently if yo' were looking at it thro'gh a

different persons eyes; /xtreme example of shape contrast tho'gh I will contin'e as tho'gh the pointis 'nderstood. This wo'ld be a fatal error for most.


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of those trees. 0achining the process of plentif'l oxygen to that of the initiated word. Initiated in the

way literate while able and willing to read. The process that the trees themsel(es nat'rally performed

became s'bd'ed and redirected to f'nction as tool for the mind. +hich kind of mind has the a'thority

to decide what is acceptable to write and what is not; * prepostero's >'estion in the modern day worldof digital p'blishing and at home printing machines right. +e as h'mans ha(e intentionally expressed

control o(er all things. To attempt to control information is to attempt to wrangle infinity. Infl'encing

the type and style of information is significantly easier and more often than not an acceptablealternati(e. +hen the ma5ority of read words come from mass prod'ced news papers and respectable

libraries the comm'nity at large will l'll itself into a sense of sec'rity. * le(el of safety knowing

1erroneo'sly2 that all which is known is known. ?o'ble wrapping of definition. To co'nter this pointthere was a time when book were b'rned for their content. Fiction nonfiction religio's texts all faces

the same fate. The (al'able tree was introd'ced to the flame simply for the translation of the patterns

'pon it. &'rning a book symboli-ed the control of ideas. If yo'r tho'ghts are not in line with thatwhich they sho'ld be then they are dangero's eno'gh to be destroyed.

+hat happened ,ow did the sharing of a message grow into a primal battle o(er minds; The

answer lies within the asker. +hen has yo'r message or comm'nication fo'nd growth in the directionof conflict and destr'ction;

+hen the world was made it was like the words being collected. There was not rhyme or

reason it simply happened. The atomic s'batomic and near#>'anta bits of ether formed to a pattern.That pattern immediately and witho't warning m'ltiplied inspiring more patterns. )emembering that

the origin of this change was happenstance.

8ow there are tho'sands of patterns 1inspiring tho'sands more patterns2 which began with a

simple blink. It is not to phrase that an eye iris or eyelashes were in(ol(ed% only to indicate the instant

that ca'sed the contin'ation. &y this time I am s're that yo' as the reader are either totally fed 'p withthe ling'istic noodles yo' see before yo' or inspired beyond pa'se.

)ight now and right now is the best time to say it I dont care. I as the a'thor yes meta#meta

references 1get o(er it2 honestly and tr'ly do not shed a fragment of care one way or the other. Thisco'ld (ery well be the last line of the text that yo' read and really tr'ly% Im ok with that. +o'ld yo'

like to know why; Im going to ass'me yes and tell yo'. In the whole schema of things the preference

of yo' is only going to directly act 'pon yo'r decisions to a certain degree.

If there lies no intellect'al interest within these words then I tr'st yo' will close the window or

set down the book. Shr'g it off in yo'r tho'ghts as the oh what was it the nonsensical ra(ings of a

l'natic mind. *ffects me none. So little so that I(e gone >'ite far o't of my way to make the point ofs'ch. *nd with it made we will contin'e.

,a(e yo' e(er tho'ght abo't writing a book; @ind of a paradoxical >'estion to read in a book1or whate(er2 yet please ponder it all the same.


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+hile creating meaning is now more of a passi(e 'ndertaking there is something to be noted of

the impact it has.

+ill those of yo' who ha(e read this far into the text f'lly appreciate the pathwaysdemonstrated; I say Aes. *s a moment'm of information flows like the sea the constr'ction and

design of all things we shed awareness toward crafts the choral reef of o'r minds.

To chop a metaphor into some digestible tickets what may be considered from tides of tho'ght.

,igh tide and low tide the ele(ation of large bodies of water shift from the moon cycle and gra(ity.

The tides also impact the amo'nt of water density in plants as well as creat'res% tho'gh it sho'ld benoted that the experiential empirical research are the primary base lines for f'rther insight.

* high tide of tho'ght 1metaphorically2 may be obser(ed d'ring s'ch acti(ities as dri(ingwatching tele(ision as well as following a con(ersation in a so'nd rich en(ironment. To compare low

tide of tho'ght 1of co'rse2 may be identified in the wake of body foc'sing and relaxing times% Aoga

Tai#chi Peacef'l water acti(ites breath awareness and meditation all exemplify low tide tho'ght.


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attention is often percei(ed as the first chakra of the se(en. Compassionately referred to as the )oot

chakra. 'ite elegantly. Standing yo'r gro'nd in all aspectsis related to this idea of a root disc. To consider the pattern another way there is a hard dri(e of

in(isible energy that protects and go(erns the conditions of the lower regions h'man body. egs that

we stand on f'nction as data lines of electrical information o'r centeredness. Eardening ,iking andall o't door acti(ities on the earth can heal this center. The lowest parts of the spinal col'mn are often

referred to as being connected to the root as well as the concepts of a s'batomic connection to the

world aro'nd yo'r and the experience of it.)esting abo(e the root is the part of the that answers when yo' feel feelings. Common tong'e

for this wheel is the Sacral chakra. That fatef'l day when yo' first held a colored writing de(ice yo'r

creati(e co'rage er'pted in yo'r sacral. @nowing the days that are best experienced >'ietly in the

company of yo'rself and tr'sting new inspiration flow from the polarities between an 'nhealthyisolation oriented sacral hard dri(e and an integration approach to the orange energy field. 0odern

western c'lt're has taboos towards the sex'al expression of the indi(id'al and this weight rests

collecti(ely on the sacral chakras of o'r comm'nities. *s one of the most primal energy storage centersthe social and en(ironmental beliefs we hold define the parameters of the softly p'lsing center

+illingness to create and creating held balance the sacral field. It is possible to deeply connect with

others and know that there is a strong root holding yo' in yo'rself. *s to not be swept 'p in the tides ofanother indi(id'als emotional expressions. )eleasing resentment is known to impro(e the int'ition. In

the space between the belly b'tton and the genitals this di(ine and holy area is the o'tward expression

of the sacral which inwardly is expressed thro'gh the kidneys.

*bo(e the stomach and below the ribcage itself the yellow orb of attention floats. S'spendedin constant motion the Solar Plex's connects energies from the intestines and stomach. /x'berant

yo'thf'l fires b'rn easily aro'nd the mid#body area. That which we (al'e in o'r own expression as the

connecting principal between what all beings percei(e as (al'e. +hen a path is manifest it is beca'se achoice has been made to express internal power o'tward. /mbracing the m'ltiple layers of life and

their strengths a simple approach for the workaholic or a'thoritys'periorityinferiority dialed attit'des

to relax into a balanced f'sion of awareness and attention. ?ri(e moti(ation and ''mph all point tothe moti(ating force within a person. The excitement of walking thro'gh the doors of yo'r fa(orite

b'ilding most 's'ally occ'rs in the blast of energy and inspiration that is felt. Gitality can be impro(ed

by softly yet firmly holding the palm of the right hand to the stern'm and breathing in and o't thro'ghthe nose at a pace of breathing in for fo'r seconds and releasing the breath in se(en seconds. *ll the

while 1aro'nd fi(e or six breaths sho'ld be well2 intentionally placing the middle of the end of yo'r

right side arm. *cti(ity in the s'nshine can fan this peacef'l fire. In extreme circ'mstances walking in

a reasonably small circle for a matter of min'tes is 'nderstood to recalibrate the solar plex's.The fo'rth of o'r fictional f'nctional friends has a rep'tation that precedes itself.

Unconditional lo(e. Total and complete dedication to the polar opposite of hopelessness. The

compassion hard dri(e that knows it is lo(ed. To embrace the simple agreement that yo' exist and thatsince yo' exist yo' m'st be lo(e. Ao' are lo(ed so m'ch yo' are allowed to belie(e yo' are not lo(ed.

In the smack dab center of the chest the h'b of (itality and life. /mpathy towards anything is an

expression of the ,eart chakra. *t times all h'mans find times of critical awareness or self sorrow. Ine(ery chapter of life there are pieces and parts that are identified as something we do not want to let go

of. *ll past pains and h'rts are held onto for the sole reason to be released into the hands of lo(e. The

world is in desperate lo(ing need of yo'r compassion and the expression of this lo(e will set yo'r


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heart chakra free. 'ngs circ'lation and air% as well as the color green link this idea of a heart center

together. In a dietary context the nat'rally green foods that are eaten hyper charge this sphere of

l'mino's potential energy.

Comm'nication. Thro'gh pattern and so'ndwa(e the transmission and reception of messagesconnect 's to the ethers of energy. Positi(e speech and 'plifting words are e(oked from the Throat

chakra. &eyond the namesake the throat chakra encompassed the entirety of the neck. Gibratory energy

is the basis of all matter according to present day scientific 'nderstanding. &y speaking o'r message'nto and into space it allows the world to be crafted by the listeners. /ach of the indi(id'als on the

planet are here to teach. *s well as to learn. +hen the choice is made to accept the inner roles of

teacher and st'dent a person acti(ates the potential for their own fearless expression of their personaltr'th and to hear the so'nd of the Uni(erse. To maintain self centrali-ed peace easing an artistic

'nderstanding towards the whole experience of life in tho'ght word and deed. Speaking and listening

e>'ally as experience can balance this center% howe(er most often listening and acknowledging theneeds and wants of others is spot on.

To be aware of the stillness and tr'st in the inner g'idance is the field of the next energy.

o(ingly referred to as the Third /ye chakra. 'ickly. * deep

impression in this circ'it can res'lt in the o(er foc's on person depression new and dynamic art will

refoc's the creati(e tides. Clarity is in many ways a choice and a series of choices. +hen casting yo'reyes 'pon the world hold lightly in mind that the obser(er always impacts the obser(ed.


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can see in yo'r mind. Flowing smoothly as an internal waterfall s'perno(a of energy.

0an'al Imagination

/(ery h'man on the planet earth is blessed with an imagination. The dri(ing inertiamoment'm and architect of perception. *s it feels to be one of the connecti(e sensory modes it bears

(ery little weight in the written world. *lbeit e(erything that has been writ has passed thro'gh a

perception hence an imagination. So as e(ery word transcribed into any medi'm is a direct res'lt of theimagination process what wo'ld it be like to read a transmission based aro'nd the modality of

imagining itself; The following words are b'ilt to s'pport this hypothetical reality. Thank yo' for the

choice to pass yo'r eyes o(er these symbols and to enter the potential for it to be so.

?ri(ing each day more powerf'lly than any engine co'ld the imagination creates the frames =filters of o'r personal awareness. The space where yo' are in the present moment is s'fficient p'dding

for the proof. &y taking a simple moment to cast yo'r awareness into what wo'ld be considered yo'rimmediate s'rro'ndings.


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first time. 'mbering baby steps are the bread and b'tter of the lowest dantian. Compassionately

referred to as the Eolden Sto(e of awareness by (ario's st'dents of energy oriented disciplines the

anchoring orb of attention is where o'r growth begins. To expand the concept into an imaginati(e path

of tho'ght frames consider the idea of a tail. +ere yo' to ha(e a physical tail how might yo'r life bedifferent; To not only consider where the tail spro'ts from in yo'r h'man form also to think of length

and text're can amplify yo'r awareness of this sto(e of awesome. 8either fa(oring one side of the

body o(er the o(er the centrali-ed nat're of a tail pro(es 'sef'l in the integration of this imaginati(eexpression with assorted (is'ali-ation techni>'es. 0odeling pre(io's experiences think of what yo'

had in yo'r pockets last week. That which yo' choose to hold close to yo'r lower body is a map to the

present condition and treatment of it. +hile the area itself expands nearly 'p to the na(el most often inthe present c'lt're and society this sto(e is stood 'pon in a s'ppressi(e manner. &y offering homage

and respect the base connections of yo'r life that of yo'r family 1friendly and diffic'lt2 yo'r

immediate friends 1people who yo' think yo' wo'ld en5oy time at the beach with perhaps;2 and yo'rown sense of where yo' are in yo'r life the fire gets cooking and the nickname become a self e(ident

tr'th. 'ietly t'cked into the short ro'nd tables along the walls. *dorned with empty

tea c'ps half eaten plates of synth#meat and discarded 5'mpdri(e chips% the tables c'rrently

s'pported sessions of rambling gr'nts and gr'mbles from the edges of the room.


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the demilitari-ation of cloned food. +here he likes to eat if that highbrow go(ernement 5ob of

his is paying proper taxes to o'r residential impro(ement di(ision for the damage his car treads

do to the sidewalk. +ho he watches on the trideo streams yo' know those sorts of things...H ,er

(oice trailed off into >'estions abo't his family if he has any and why he wears Italian shoes.

H ...; alright7 responded a belabored tone of patience pepper with grit. 6+hy;H The sharp high

(oice retorted with 6+ait I dont see why that matters to yo'. *ll yo' are is a psikic for hire yo'

dont need a reason to learn abo't people do yo';H * slight 'nease filled the second sentence asso little is known abo't the strange breed of people who call themsel(es Psikic. /(en less than

what implanting mechanical limbs and organs into yo'r body does to yo'r h'manity.

silenceJKee no ji ai ge cnrum zai o tepae chea (Cantonese ... technology today, users are

generating net profit een in the !athroom#

*fter a few deep breaths of peacef'l tho'ghts and p're intention the man spoke again% after

sipping his tea of co'rse.

H,old the tho'ght of him within yo'r mind%7 he said in stern affirmati(e tone 6think abo't when

yo' most recently saw him.. two days ago according to o'r con(ersation earlier. Think of what

was he doing exactly;H

In a h'rried and calm (oice the woman m'rmered H... 'hm ,e had 5'st got home parking his

disg'sting treaded pick'p tr'ck. Eetting o't of the cab looking all creepy as 's'al he looked atme. *nd right when o'r eyes made contact the bastard smiled.H * (isceral rage began to glow

from the womans body as she recalled the memory.

H)eally;H ,e sincerely responded b't slightly conf'sed at the pre(io's emergence of hatred.

HAea% I know rightK;H She barked with anger.

From the well of infinite calm the man asked H+hat kind of smile;H

?isoriented from her imagined inferno the woman shook her head and looked s>'arely across

the table. H... 'hh a Creepy one% d'hK +hat more do yo' need cant yo' do anything for me;H

8ow more stressed than e(er her face reddened and a grimace spread across her face.

* slight pa'se and reali-ation of pro5ection shone from behind the eyes of the mysterio's and

reser(ed gentleman seated at the table. H,mm alright. +ell ha(e yo' e(er tho'ght abo't his

nose in relation to his eyes on his face from straight on;H ,e asked with the tone of 'rgency.

H+ell noH she stammered in a conf'sed reply as the rage = bitterness scramble to find another

o'tlet. *t that (ery instant the man Sig threw the contents of his tea c'p into her face and she

fell totally silent. +hispering (oices blasted thro'gh the third ear of the tea thrower as what had

5'st transpired was an epitome of bad manners. ,e shared calmly and heartf'lly 60iss what yo'

ha(e 5'st experienced is a process of memory targeting% emoti(e#(ibratory isolation and positi(e

time#line re#patterning. 0ister ?'nehan will no longer remind yo' of yo'r own personal

instability with clearing yo'r diet of poisono's food or yo'r fear of making a decision that may

affect yo'r local go(erning bodies. Eood day mamH +ith that alone he softly slid back in the

chair stood from the table offered a c'rt nod and left. &ehind him a woman feeling foolish for

5'dging a stranger who she ne(er knew% began to sob at the idea of wanting to hire someone topry into his life his mind witho't e(en knowing his first name.

?igihtal Crosso(er

Dacking in to the net is 'nlike anything anything in the analog world. In the sli(ers of an instant

that it takes for yo'r brain as an electrochemical organ to f'se and interface with the ne'ral

recei(ers in the Triyis 3the peripheral for na(igating the digital world of the net4 la(a and arctic
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no(as b'rst thro'gh e(er (ein in yo'r body. )'shing to stabili-e what is initially interpreted as

rigor mortise combining h'man into machine can o(erload the imagination. iterally it is ne(er

belie(ed that the intensity of the experience co'ld top o't yo'r senses b't it does. To feel like a

cosmic masterworker crafted a deeply coded slide show of e(ery style of sensory medi'ms

1(is'al art a'dible9and s'b#a'diblem'sic the whole gam't of taste any kind of to'ch e(en the

neb'lo's int'iti(e (ibe that is experienced in social sit'ations2 and then combined the entire

presentation to the magnit'de of a camera flash. Instant o(erload. ,owe(er as instead of asing'lar camera flash only ca'sing the possible momentary loss of e>'ilibri'm% think more along

the threads of a raw weathered ts'nami packed with sensory data totally bombarding yo'r feeble

ner(o's system the speed of tho'ght. +hile this high press're bliss clo'd of wonder abr'ptly

snaps 'nfolding into the clear bl'e of a s'mmer skyline p'lsating s'btle (eins glowing energy

like a lattice on the hori-on. It is aro'nd this point of the experience in space#time where it gets

kind of well weird. Some see what looks to be like a ripping tear in the fabric of Isness 3all that

is4% while others obser(e something to the likeness of a doorway clo'ded in a shadow witho't

seeing what blocks the light. *s some of those in the net r'sh this potential crown first eager to

fight = ride the anomalo's wa(e of random data% there are those referring to themsel(es by the

word magi that ha(e beg'n to channel into the frayed rift in reality to wield power thro'gh the

storm itself. Personally% I tend to foc's extended awareness toward the c'rrent and the wa(esthemsel(es. Sharing the ,ere 8ow present moment with e(erything that is nothing at all

e(eryone who has been no one that will be and the all in all. ?oing their thing e(eryone to

learns patterns. Systemic approaches to the information as presented with partic'lar methods and

interpretations of the information. Combing this with the ad(ent of folk lore and story telling

which grows from any topic shro'ded in contro(ersy 1like technology always has2 and yo' find

the discipline of the magi. The key to holding yo'r head on straight is to remember that the ethers

themsel(es ha(e a so'l and in and 'nto that so'l there is a personality. Treat it the (oid of all

thing as yo' will. Aet be aware to m'ck with my brother yo' m'ck with 's all. ,appy

ad(ent'res.

Context:

The pre(io's short pieces emerged from an idea referred to as the b.l.t.c. Pro5ect. Taking

place in a dystopian post apocalyptic scenic world the pro5ect follows the mis#ad(ent'res of

three anti#a'thoritarian spirit'al warriors. +hile drafted between se(eral notebooks each with re

and re#rewrites of concepts% the emerging titles was settled as gone with the wind. * feat're of

the pro5ect incl'ded a'dio presentations of performances by the main characters to integrateadditional modality information to the a'dience. *s a short web comic the pro5ect has grow and

can be fo'nd hiding in the (ast nether regions of the internet. *dditional expansion of the world

models are as follows.

The spirit'al pathway is essentially the 'nwritten book of the mind. +hen a moti(ating

factor inspires someone anyone to do something anything the final stop gap is the inner

knowing of self. That which has been defined as spirit.


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each waking 1and sleeping2 moment there is a sense of I deeply set. +ho Ao' are the so'l that

is reading these words thro'gh an ego that is occ'pying a body with eyes and pattern recognition

experience. To appeal to that specific facet of the mind the following will be of a specific

indirect concept. ,ow are yo' appropriating yo'r attention; The palate of yo'r mind is how yo'

are spending yo'r time no matter how it is c't. From yo'r attention the (erbs emerge where the

eyes fall in a room has massi(e affect on the o'tcome of the day. That which is directly in front of

the biological body will trigger the mind to think specific tho'ghts. *s an example to sit in asmall chair and to face a closed wooden door for ten min'tes is ass'redly going to s'mmon a

dynamically different mind space than to stand on a plastic b'cket with yo'r back to a window.

?ifferentiating the mind of the small chair door starer with the mind of a b'cket standing window

is a comparison that is not immediately apparent. To imagine that while sitting in the chair the

mind wanders toward all of the different people who co'ld 1co'ld theoretically2 walk thro'gh the

door. If the memory ser(ed in a direct line flow the last people yo' saw before sitting wo'ld

being the torrent of person pro5ections. Following the mish mash of faces and tho'ghts abo't

those people the door watcher may think of the people that they wo'ld ike to come thro'gh the

door. Ideas of the indi(id'al now may (ery likely enter the infinite fictional world.

Psychologically westerns ha(e ,'ge repositories of tele(ision and mo(ie personalities embedded

in o'r ne'ro#5elly. So if the day before was a stressf'l one thro'gh the door may b'rst a cartoons'perhero or the protagonist of a series. Then again we are talking abo't ten min'tes here so

there will likely be more tho'ghts than simply who might walk thro'gh the door in front of yo'.

To switch#'p now standing on a b'cket. 8ow for those of yo' who ha(e not stood 'pon many

b'ckets in yo'r life% a specific style of balance is c'lt'red. &eing slightly ele(ated from the

gro'nd while standing 'pon a plastic cylinder thinking abo't what is going on thro'gh the

window behind yo'. The fight#or#flight adrenaline r'sh may be triggered from time to time as

witho't an eye toward the pan of glass behind yo' there are markedly different head spaces than

sitting in a chair. These raised parameters will open a sense of (enerability e(en if only for a

moment. &y rewinding back to the basis of the examples the point is self fo'nd. +hile the

attention is encaps'lated that which holds it f'nctionally ser(es as a micro#cosm 1or smaller

(ersion2 of the world. If yo' want to see each day as a bad apple so that the respite offered by a

chosen (ice become a reward keep in mind that the fence on yo'r life is a self imposed one. The

mis#fo'nded decisions abo't what kinds of n'trients and acti(ities will bring happiness come

from the ignorance of those before 's. +itho't getting too -ealo's into an informational

ro'ndho'se all I am going to s'ggest is simple and direct. /at good clean food% ?rink clean

water% &reathe and mo(e yo'r body. &y doing these things yo' will be essentially casting an

impro(ement on yo'r life as a whole. Fact check yo'rself against yo'rself. 8othing is tr'e

e(erything is permitted.

Since no one reads follow 'p articles the message only gets o't there once. +ith pse'doass'mptions abo't what is tr'e and what is worthy of a chopping block it is commonly agreed

that (ery few new ideas are accepted on a personal le(el. The mythology today is crafted of press

releases and blog posts. +hat we originally learned from o'r neighbors are tr'sted friends has

been replaced with what ma5or new so'rces and yo't'be tell 's. In the pep rally of modern media

today has di(ided the attention from who we are and what we are doing. Since the paths of self

e(ol'tion are capped and hinged on the world as it is now% how is is possible to expand the

concept of self beyond what yo' ha(e been told yo' are; +ell reading this text in the moment is


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a s're fire way to open the mind into a more exotic mental playing field. *lso an expansion of

proacti(e possibilities to refresh yo'r creati(e self can step 'p the angle of yo'r mind.

6Ao' are clearly missing the point 0r Sorin we are literally eating o'r planet away7 exha'sti(ely

pleaded a sto't plain looking fellow from his recently open briefcase. It was a leather briefcase. The

gentlemen speaking was seated in a tall backed chair of modest design. +itho't arms on the chair thes>'are shape of the briefcase sat like a l'nchbox on the lap of him.

6Perhaps the con(ersation has taken an 'nprod'cti(e twist sir. It was my 'nderstanding that yo'r

arri(al in my office aligned with the acti(ities of this gro'p call LgM and their recent message

regarding -oning of this city. )ight now yo' are speaking of literally /ating o'r planet away of whichwe arri(ed at from the topic of comm'nity gardens being phased o't beca'se of lack of citi-en

participation. 8ow I dont know what yo'r affiliations or agenda are and yo' seem like a nice eno'gh

fellow. * little 5'mpy perhaps b't that is not a bad thing in this day and age. ,ere is what I am going todo I am going to gi(e yo' this7 reaching o(er the l'nchbox the man accepted a sheet of paper from

0r Sorin 6and I expect to be seeing yo' at the 8eighborhood Goice 0eeting tomorrow e(ening here.

The time and location are printed on there as well as the sched'le of e(ents. Is there anything else yo'

can think of that we need to disc'ss;7+hile only slightly st'nned the seated man started to breath (ery rapidly. 6I7 !reath !reath6do

belie(e7 !reath !reath6that we ha(e come to a m't'al disagreement7 !reath !reath6and it7 deep

!reath in6shall be resol(ed.7 Immediately after the consonant left his mo'th he stood abr'ptlyde(astating the orderly contents and papers of the l'nch box briefcase all o(er the gro'nd. Unfa-ed

and with rigid motions he t'rned to his left and sharply walked o't of the room.

For some reason 0r Sorin tilted his head slightly and pondered what may ha(e been if say forinstance that there was a knife in the l'nchbox and instead of deep breaths it had been 'nfathomable

rage. ooking towards the sky and thanking the powers of the h'mans will he toned 6&aba5i7 at the

ceiling abo(e him and relaxed his ga-e back towards the room itself.* sleek thin black cordless telephone began to ring on the right side of his desk. +hat had once

to him been a large ship of a writing desk now felt more like the desks from his elementary years.Instead of a locker or c'bby places for him to place things growing 'p had gi(en him oak drawers oneach side as well as an elegant bookshelf which filled more of the room than anything else. It was his

elegant backdrop someone once commented.

*fter hanging 'p the telephone 0r Sorin opened a drawer to his side and lifted a smaller laptop

comp'ter o't of it. ifting the co(er the little machine powered 'p to show him a gargant'an collectionof tiny filed on the desktop screen. Instincti(ely he na(igated to a spreadsheet and added a few more

lines of information before pa'sing to take a breath. 'ite a bit of >'ietness. ,'mming to a halt the small laptop fo'nd

itself powering off and tra(eling back into the desk drawer. Catching his eye as he stood 0r Sorin losthis ga-e into a three by fi(e photograph framed on his desk. It was placed there what seemed like eons

ago when the constantly shifting tides of his new appointment had still intimidated him. * landscape

photo of a hori-on somewhere in the ama-on. * distant co'sin whom he ne(er knew existed had sent itto him in the last years of 'ni(ersity and for what it was worth the strange pict're offered the only real


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sense of family that 0r Sorin had chosen to accept.

The office that he worked for was one of the most predominant political campaign offices of the

city. There wasnt too many demanding parts to s'ch a kind of work beyond that of maintaining a

specific sense of o(erall in control thro'gh the storm system. In the past three years a few (erynoticeable changes had been happening in the field of politics itself. +ith the ad(ent of the internet

information mo(ed at a speed that it had ne(er mo(ed before. ighting bolts >'ickly replaced horse and

b'ggy the weight of ten tho'sand pages now became the mere n'mbers on a screen. +hen information1and formatting2 is so highly accessible the (alidity of things becomes >'estionable. *t ci(ic meetings

con(ersations abo't topics 'nheard of by most wo'ld be bro'ght 'p in the g'ise of a story with obt'se

claims and facts.0any agree that it was at places like the N" thann'al 0icro0acro Conference where disc'ssions

in respectable scientific fields were o(erwhelmed with sa(age non applicable >'estioning were the

b'dding fields of a new kind of poison. * social poison.


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on the collecti(e choices and beha(iors of the gro'p as a whole. It also hea(ily weighted on the

comm'nication of (al'es between the members of the gro'p. If the most delicate topics were only and

always disc'ssed at a distance from the entire str'ct're a disagreement was bo'nd to be fo'nd.

,owe(er if the presently operation controlling awareness has the ability and the reso'rces to contin'ef'nctioning with confidence and disagreement can be diff'sed with eno'gh time. Instead of a reacting

bodily system of taking these threats as offenses and distrib'ting reso'rces to them directly what if

there was an e>'ally powerf'l co'nter media campaign la'nched. 'are to be held in front and p'lled

away at the exact right moment. The age of comm'nication con>'istadors had beg'n.

,e was down the hall by now 0r Sorin ha(ing donned his hat and coat t'rned off the lightsand locked the office. *s he approached the ele(ator he was str'ck by seeing a slip of paper on the

gro'nd. It looked similar in si-e to a few of the papers that he picked 'p and had piled into the

offending l'nchbox which he now carried. The part abo't it that had str'ck him was that in what

looked like bl'e permanent marker a design had been inked. * simple circle with two perpendic'larlines intersecting at the center. *bo(e it the word Chisel was strangely writing in ball point pen.

Pa'sing to pick 'p the index card as to place it where he wished a sandwich wo'ld ha(e been in the

leather briefcase his arm reached toward the card and from his office the so'nd of a belching 5et enginedo'sed him.

)oaring the flames had already eaten his and the neighboring two offices like a bowl of kix.

Forgoing the ele(ator 0r Sorin snatched the card and fl'ng himself to the door 5'st before the ele(ator.8ot one to take 'nnecessary risks he (a'lted down the stairs knowing that no flame co'ld snap the

cord of his flight if he carried himself fast eno'gh. &y the time his italian shoes had to'ched the landing

of the fo'rth floor the fire alarms went off. ?isbelief in his mind he tore the final floors to gro'nd le(el

and blasted o't the do'ble doors into the parking garage.There were no other people in the parking garage howe(er a few (ehicles remained. F'mbling

wo'ld ha(e been a no(ice mistake 0r Sorin had his keys in hand before setting step to the second

floor. *s the doors behind him closed slowly with the help of their pne'matic assistance system his5eep bleeped in reply to the fingerprint recognition 'nlock command he sent tho'gh his key fob.

Throwing the leather l'nchbox in the back seat something told him to take care of b'siness before

dri(ing away and his left hand slid towards his belt. * small twitch and the 5okester who was h'ddledin front of the hatchback was screaming from the blast from the pepper spray fo'ntain from 0r Sorins

s'ited slee(e. *dorned only in a yellow and orange sports team hoodie and red baseball cap the

offender was holding a pistol and what looked like a 5oint of col'mbian hash. Pl'cking both items fromhis now howling wo'ld be attacker 0r Sorin tossed the pistol into the 5eep after clicking on the safety

and bro'ght the still embering roll of herbs to his face. ,ow he co'ld not ha(e smelled it from the

do'ble doors was a mystery as it was s're the finest and sweetest col'mbian hash he had smelt in this

co'ntry. +hile the distressed screams ga(e fold into pained whimpers the m'mbling of lang'agebegan to spo't between whines.

Smoke can do strange things to a sit'ation. Taking another long draw 0r Sorin cleared his

mind and listened intently. * torrential o'tb'rst of hatred and rage bled with malice from the lips of thisman. +hen eno'gh was eno'gh he l'rched and fell the long fall back to the gro'nd. +hile the 5oint

roached o't the low wattage taser also dropped into the s'it coat pocket of his left side. /no'gh

electricity to st'n someone into rethinking a bad idea b't not m'ch more. It was powered by two nine#(olts in series and was of his own craft. /(eryone has a hobby right;

Climbing into the dri(er seat thro'gh the doorless co(ering the 5eep yelped to life and p'rred

as re(erse and accelerate were 5'ggled in time departing the garage. 0id day traffic was light and that


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is a blessing that few people can remember eno'gh to take part in. 'e d'll (oice totally de(oid of accent 6+e wo'ld like to mo(e along as

well we will find o't.7 T'rning and after a few steps knocking on the passenger window the

man proceeded to the head of the line. Since the departing mans partner had no mo(ed a single


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m'scle as his compatriot carried on the gentle flicker of d'st catching colored light had been so

s'btle 0r Sorin wo'ld ha(e missed it were b'sy feeling threatened or worried. ittle or not

something t'rning red is worth being noticed. ?ropping prone the winds of b'llets sang thro'gh

the space abo(e as he rolled and t'mbled behind co(er of the 5eep. T'rned o't d'ring their

con(ersation another few (ehicles had 5oined the parade. Tinted windows held the tops of doors

as two flashy sports cars changed their doors into the a5ar state.

?ri(ing o'r old family tr'ck from the f'neral back to my parents ho'se was emotional eno'gh. 'ality had

been so'ght after 'nless it was who is as e>'ally scary as we are long since fell away from the

e>'ation.*head of me on the road a small collecti(e of people perhaps forty or so stood in a ro'gh

circle facing a b'ilding to the east. +ith the safety of a parking spot only a few miles north I held

co'rse silently pleading that no s'dden interest wo'ld be fo'nd with the passenger side of the tr'ckcab. +hile it was a lighter tr'ck 1early nineties GO engine an easily forgettable paint shop primer red2

this little rig had seen me thro'gh some close calls. *s I approached the intersection 5'st shy of the

freedom of speech hotspot slowing to a stop as good dri(ers do a soft so'nd lifted the hair on the back

of my neck. 0'ffled shattering glass followed immediately by the 'nmistakable roar of flame.Stomping in to second gear and tearing thro'gh the intersection it dawned on me again how

m'ch I preferred dri(ing a man'al transmission (ehicle as opposed to some of the a'tomatic go cart

style rides seen on the street. This fleeting instant of peacef'l tho'gh fo'nd itself sharply interr'pted. In

all of my panic abo't the kitchen#made grenade exploding fight or flight had taken command e(eno(er the good dri(er. * wailing horn ripped e(en deeper into my ear dr'ms as across the tr'ck hood a

f'lly face shielded motorist slid from left to right. The bike a rather b'rley hot rod roared and howledha(ing (ery intimately shared its front tire with the tr'cks front end and dri(er side tire.

&linking a co'ple of times to self diagnose for conc'ssi(e damage my eyes snapped open wide.

Filling the air with modest determination a dark grey smoke climbed 'p into the 'nocc'pied space in

my nostrils and shared a new bit of information. That motorcycle the one that t#boned the tr'ck iswhat the 5'ry#rigged explosi(e had met 5'st moments before. 'nging 'p the motorbike with inh'man

determination flames began to singe the twisted mass of metal and dreams. In a blast of primal choices

I opted to forego the fire exting'isher 'nder the seat rip off the safety harness and throw myself o'tthe door. +ell the first part of that worked o't alright. ,a(ing freed myself from the confines of a seat

belt I was able to f'lly appreciate the resistance of the cab door. Smashing my torso against thecr'nched door 1primal tho'ght remember2 and whee-ing in pain the option of crawling across the cabblossomed into a concei(able plan of action. P'shing from my mind the fire the wreck and e(en the

f'neral% I s'ccessf'lly p'lled myself to the passenger door opened it and fell onto the street.

,ea(ing with breathless adrenaline my ga-e fell to the left and fo'nd a sight not friendly to theeye. +ith face shield attached the hood sliding biker was t'cked in a cr'mpled mess across the floor.

Crawl st'mbling o't of the road I was able to offer a hand and assist the wobbly rider towards to

sidewalk with me. /ars ringing the >'estion 6*re yo' alright;7 was heard altho'gh I am not entirely

s're I said it or that it was e(en my (oice. * di--ied nod was the only reply from the rider who pointed


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to their helmet and st'mbled off away from the wreckage. Under normal circ'mstances this wo'ld

ha(e not been acceptable at all howe(er the tiny so'nd of glass becoming shards once again

commanded my attention. Shaking off disorientation my eyes and mind finally had a moment to absorb

the scene. Small riot (iolence ens'ed bomb hits motorbike motorbike hits tr'ck tr'ck clogs 'pintersection. *midst the screaming and sho'ting amplified as well as analog a distinct lack of sirens

echoed in the air.

Prone on the gro'nd conf'sion radiated like a microwa(e. * g'nshot. The instant the ro'nd wasfired my body had hit the gro'nd. *sphalt hotly greeting my hands and face the primal nat're decided

that I had no reason to hang aro'nd this (ortex of cl'ster#fl'ff. Shakily st'mbling into a r'n I threw

myself down the block to the east. +hate(er b'ilding the demonstrators had gathered aro'nd showedno response to their presence nor the dist'rbing scene 'nfolding on its doorstep. )ight aro'nd a block

had passed I saw the 'pcoming left to p't me back on the path north when the sensation of catching a

watermelon in the back knocked me o(er yet again. +itho't looking back or pa'sing to breath I fo'ndthe will to clamber on and t'rn to corner of the block. )esigning exha'sti(ely to the matter of no

longer holding orbit with the tr'ck. S>'inting ahead and placing landmarks in the garbled /tch#a#

sketch of my memory a co(ered b's stop with an 'n's'ally comfortable hard metal bench. *fter

crossing what felt like miles in a di--ied state I landed heartily on a fo'r foot molded steel bench seat.* few breaths later it was dark all aro'nd me. 0'st ha(e been at least three ho'rs and my

aching body confirmed. Peeling the torso 'pward my l'ngs filled with a new breath and b's lined

oxygen right into where I needed it the most. * slight di--ying tingle in the top of my head and all inthe world was as it needed to be. +ell perhaps most of it. )eaching for my keys and finding none

there the deep breath commanded another. 8o tr'ck no effects not e(en a coat.

&eing late a'g'st the weather wasnt exactly Cold with a capital c howe(er the e(ening didcarry a f'll chill. ooking towards the road itself there had been no traffic on either side for as far as

the eye co'ld see. 0y eyes anyway. Shrieking with a m'ffled bite the stomach commanded food. From

the pain I do'ble o(er and p'shed myself onto the sidewalk. Sho'lders 'p leading with my solar

plex's walking onward. There was no wind. In itself that was a lot to be gratef'l for.ost in the ca(erns of imagination while walking the stage of my mind became o(erfilled with

a prod'ction of abstraction. +hy exactly were those people o'tside the b'ilding protesting; +hat what

with the grenade; +as the motorist in(ol(ed or was he another passer by; The answers to these andmore became riddles in his minds eye. +hat if the people were protesting the dangers of 'ncontrolled

air tra(el; +o'ld those be the kind of people who wo'ld being 'sing rioto's weaponry; ,ow did the

explosi(e create s'ch a blast witho't any warning at all; The blocks all melted together in warped messof bl'rry darkness and concrete.

*fter the ho'rs had passed at least three to be s're there was no sign at all of any other chaos in

the town itself. Ei(en there were far more paths than the one which I tra(eled it was kind of refreshingto see no other exploded (ehicles. I had had the tr'ck to carry me aro'nd since I was se(enteen. There

was no place I hadnt considered dri(ing to e(en loading it onto a plane and shipping it o(erseas to

/'rope or *sia. 8ow witho't any warning or preamble those possibilities were gone. )o'nding the

corner to my condo I felt sick when I was seeing the presence of what I had been mo'rning witho'tshame.

Comfortably settled in its parking spot sat the tr'ck. Prim and proper witho't a scorch mark or

dent on it. +alking 'p to it I reached o't with my hand and ran it along the gr'ff prime text'red paint.The chilled metal reminded me of seeing a body slide across the front of the cab face shielded and

cr'mbling to the floor only then to st'mble off pointing at their helmet. +hat was that all abo't I

wondered di--y with stress.+hen I got to my porch it dawned on me that I did not ha(e the key to the locked door. There

were not gro'nd le(el windows only a solid oak door that lead to a staircase leading 'pward. I mean

s're there was the option to brake a window at gro'nd le(el and find my way to the staircase inside


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howe(er I didnt really know what the other parts of the b'ild which I li(ed in were 'sed for and to be

honest I was not in that m'ch of an ad(ent'ring mood. eaning on the door with my br'ised sho'lder

the hairs on the back of my neck raised. The next moment held a so'nd which to this day I cannot

acc'rately describe. The minisc'le so'nd of breaking glass followed immediately by the throaty roar offlame. Spinning faster than a tornado the heat of the b'rst reddened my face. Panicked and stricken

again with fear my arm la'nched to the porch ledge and grabbed an old railroad nail my brother had

gi(en me some years ago. Eripping it firmly I clenched my teeth and slammed the metal onto thehinges of the my front door.

0etal ga(e way to metal and to my awe the aged steel destroyed the copper hinges I had

blissf'lly entr'sted the fortit'de of my front door as well as entire home to. ,a(ing no time to considerthe deep and rooted psychological message that this experience ga(e me witho't risking myself to be

feat'red on the /xtra#Crispy men' I p'lled the door as it fell like a draw bridge. Sc'rrying o(er the flat

oak s'rface it dawned on me that the door wo'ld not likely be easily lifted back into place. *nothershattering so'nd and the hood of the tr'ck exploded shock wa(es p'shing me back to fall on the

ascending staircase. From the amo'nt of impacts today there is (ery likely some deep cranial damage I

tho'ght silently t'rning to crawl 'p the stairs. 'iet mind and steady step are what bro'ght me to the edge of the city. +hile not >'ite the


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pl'nge into )i(endale it was a dirt path that led into a forest of predominantly pine trees. In high

school these were r'mors of cra-y forest dwellers and escaped con(icts that hid in the forest. +hile at

the time none of 'se were bold eno'gh to show that we had p't any stock in these myths deep down it

bothered me e(en to this day. Passing d'sk there only glowed brightness in distance and street lightshad been getting f'rther and f'rther apart for the past few blocks. * single lantern#style post held 'p the

end of the block where the dirt walkway spro'ted from the sidewalk. There 'sed to be posters and signs

on the placard attached to the post b't right now it was an empty slate. Crossing thro'gh the entry gapin its knee high threshold of of r'stic log cabin inspired fence I set foot into the canopy co(er of the

forest. 'ickly o(er ridden by br'sh of a cold wind along my cheeks. I tho'ght for a moment that another chip

of shattering glass so'nded in the distance b't as I tensed 'p there was no following roar of flame. *sif the reality of my sit'ation were not eno'gh a'dio hall'cinations now. Ereat.

Trees slowly began to fill the space aro'nd me. +hen there was eno'gh canopy co(er for total

night blindness o't of the backpack emerged a hand#si-ed led flash light. /no'gh ,ollywood had

ed'cated me to the dangers of carrying artificial light in precario's en(ironments instincti(ely I heldthe small light low and pointed toward the gro'nd. It was a bit more than a mile and a half to where I

was headed namely for lack of anywhere else showing itself to my mind. *ll along the walk the

nagging feeling that something extreme l'rked near by held of steady grip. +ith all of the tension andr'ck's hiding deep in my bones and m'scles I felt my pace >'icken. Skirting the edge of a 5og speed

walking thro'gh m'ddled paths is not the safest way to co(er distance. /(ent'ally it was my breathing

that told me something was tr'ly amiss.P'lling a deep breath from the f'rthest reaches of my l'ngs I slowed. *s soon as the slightly

slowed foot made contact with the earth a choking breath threw a torso after it. From seemingly the

trees themsel(es a body threw itself thro'gh the air at me in the same instant I threw myself at the

gro'nd. *gain prone on the gro'nd this time soaked in m'd memories blasted like a conc'ssion.

+aking 'p in the morning. The dread of sorrow as a wall posted calendar reminded me

that I had a procession and f'neral to attend. 8ot (ery many things can pick yo' 'p o't of that

kind of morning witho't serio's discipline.

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