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Shaking things up a little
“Please don’t do it.” I looked at Lex. He looked exhausted and on edge, done with it all but still apparently felt fierce enough to plead with me for the sake of humanity. “Seriously, this algorithm… it will destroy all.” I hovered with my finger above the key. Until thirty seconds ago, we agreed this was the only thing we could do. The only way to save the planet, ourselves, generation Z so to speak. My fingers twitched. “Why not? Maybe it’s good to shake things up a little.” “Shake things up a little? SHAKE THINGS UP A LITTLE?” he threw his hands up in a desperate gesture. “This will inval...
Wavelengths
My name is Ahtlanta (pronounced Ought-Lawn-Tuh). I am your reality guide, teacher, revealer, fellow traveler on these life meridians. Just as Einstein said there is a space-time continuum not separate space and time, so is the Realituum which some call might call the multiverse. At least two realities always exist side by side in time space. There are many tools to see these truths, these alternate realities. Your vision focuses through your mind not through your eyes. Lifeforce controls your mind not logic. Logic can help but when presented with two realities you must choose. Only one reality...
Secrets Revealed
The man stood near the front door of the old bank building. It had been a bank for as long as anyone could rwww.onedoor.ccemember, that most of the “old money” in the town still used. Bill Baxter, the branch manager, had worked at the bank for many years. This morning, Bill was waiting for his 10:30 appointment to show up. It was still early so He ducked out the front door to stand in the sun before his meeting began. The man meeting Baxter drove around the corner from the bank looking for a parking spot. Mid morning downtown was hit or miss for finding a spot. As he crept along , he found one close enough...
The Potato Eaters
The one word I'd use to describe him was gentle and quiet, so when he arrived late for his evening meal, his shirt soaked with his own blood, he told me he had shot himself. His brother Theo was notified and he spent the last few hours with Vincent until the early evening July 28、 When he was discharged from Saint-Remy in May, the psychiatric staff decided that living on his own in a peaceful, rustic setting would be best for him. So they chose my inn, The Auberge Ravoux at Auvers-sur-Oise, 27、7 kilometers from the center of Paris. My place was a family run business at the time Monsieur van...