Author: amicus925

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Here I’m a bit late but working out the bugs nonetheless

I would like to thank my site visitors it has been an interesting year. I will make more frequent post in 2020. Hopefully, I can improve my story telling and grammar. Anyway, hope you all have good start.

Little bit, it’s time to take those training wheels off today. I think you are ready to ride that bike on you own I thought o my self and then 

Little bit: Apa, what do you mean?

WhatI meant to say. Is that say is that those little wheels on the back of your bike are coming off and you will have to find your balance to keep going forward.

After I removed the training wheels, Chiquita got on the bike and I held her up and told her to start pedaling like she normally does. Started at the house on the side walk where I would get her up to speed and let her go. She would get scared  and jump off after a few feet. This went on for a couple of blocks every time she would jump off and say she could not do it. 

Then we made it to and open space where there was nothing  but us pushing along. And at this point is where she started to get the hang to it first for a few feet and then she just kept going in a straight line and she jumps off. 

What happed?

Little bit: I could not stop or turn.

Oh I see. look here when you want to stop you push the pedal back like this as demonstrated to her with the wheel of the ground as it was spinning and I showed her how the breaks work to stop the wheel. Also, to turn you  have to turn the handle bar like before and learn to feel where you are in balance.

I sent her off again and she improved with every try and eventually she could stop and and go in circles. She even started to take off on her own. So she could now ride her bike on her own.

We  now continued to go to show off her new skill to our folks that lived near by. On the way there she fell again, this time she did not jump off in time and landed on her hands as she hit the ground. She started to cry as she lay there on the ground. I helped her get up and she showed me her hands. Her hands had many little goat heads and there was little red blood dots as I removed them. She was still crying and I told her that she was going to have to stop crying and she was going to have to get back on the bike so we could make it to our destination because I could not carry her, her bike, and my bike. 

The look on her face showed pain and sadness as she sniffled as the tears ran down her face from her eyes. I wiped them off and helped her back on and told her that he was going to be ok and the the pain was going to go away eventually. She did get back on the bike and with grate main graded the handle bar  with her little hands and road her little pink princess bike to get a ride home.

Went for a drive and learned something new.

Getting in the habit of remembering a little bit and not forgetting to finds a way to practice bit.

Little bit by little bit, off I go into the day making no sense of the reality. But, just a little bit at a time.

What a weird city in find my self in again no place like home. The streets look better than when I left but the people are the same there are no more cars on the road and everyone  now travels on the teleport tube. I see that the escape is real so many now are teleporting to watch kitty shows in distant places and make believe lives of the rich and famous who they can shadow at the low cost of  a little bit of time. Not everyone teleports some are too busy to go any where because they are weird and don’t have a teleport set. Or have chosen the path of the drop out in order to connect to what they called the ER (for existential real). They claimed that the TPs (teleports for short) were trapped by the algorithm of the consortium of slavers who have reincarnated  every time that they are discovered and are defeated by the humans. 

Oh sorry didn’t mean to bump into you, hey didn’t we go to school together?

Dude: yes, we did but we never did much together.

I just got back in town and trying to get to work and get some credits to get this show to turn a profit like they teach at Uni. 

Dude: Sounds great, (with a sarcastic look and tone). 

Hey, are you busy?

Dude: No, I have some time to spare ever since I dropped out of the whole TPs illusion.

Great! Is that Old Bean Cafe still there? We can get a drink or something.

Dude: Yes, that miracle of a place it has a cult like following. They really have magic beans, I think. I can’t eat there though, the food does a number on me ever since I lost… Never mind I would be glad to visit the old place.

As we walked a few blocks, I saw how much this place had changed. All the empty spaces, had been filled with new and wonderful buildings for who knows what.

Dude, the Old place has changed.

Dude: yes it has grown a little bit. The city has invested quite a bit in this place in its effort to update its image, you know this place is a part of the community. They do so much for the less fortunate, they’re always donating food and credits to worthy causes.

I know, I was there all the time after school with my parental unit that let me help.

Dude: That is right you where always there. So anyway, what is going on with you?

It is really hard right now but I will say the guy at the graduations said it was the beginning of something new. And what about yourself, what have you been up to?

Dude: to be honest, I have been on a new path. I was trapped in a weird place I could not make sense of anything I was in a cycle of self destruction and very little else.

So what happened?

I can’t really name it or say what it is but one day I just got this feeling and by chance I had this conversation with some guy that was talking about ER. I was left with a curiosity and started learning more about it and for some time been on my path something that I never thought about before because I could not see beyond what I was told is real.

What do you mean?

Dude: That is hard to say, but I will try here really quickly. Since it’s is a story that starts long ago, when right was the domain of mighty.  Truth was proven with brute force. That is the cave man period that evolved into a master slave period, then something happed and the slaves became free and for a while almost stayed free. Then they where made to believe that their savior had been chosen for them to be ruled. And because education was limited to the privileged few it made ruling the uneducated possible by keeping them in the dark and even made them believe the planet was flat and if you questioned them you would be destroyed. It has many different incarnations around the world with the same goal to divide and conquer to slow the truth from reaching the majority.

Somewhere along there have been some individuals that have, changed the order of things and have been able to change things for some time but always changing course to greater level of what is true and eternal. Like 1 + 0 = 1, darkness is not light, and stuff like that. 

Essentially, it has been a binary system and many will never see past what they have been programed to see and follow with out objection to a program that was created to rule them. 

What are you talking about?

Dude: In other words, many can only see the illusion that they are programed from birth and follow that set of instructions. There have been a few individuals that have broken free of the program and created chaos for the rulers. The rulers have the ability to transform themselves into a new entity that co-opts the meaning of what is true and leads many back into the darkness.

For example, you are sold products that slowly destroy you in one way or another. Go ahead pick one and ask yourself why you continue to do it? 

How many of us teleport to new realties wasting our lives on the illusion on what is true and meaningful?

Are you ok?

Dude: no, it hurts to see that what is real become subjective and an opinion has become the external force that rules the masses into exploitation for the rulers.

You sound conflicted? 

Dude: No, not really the reality is that life is hard and the external forces do not rule everyone and the struggle continues for what is true. I know very little but do know to stay away from trouble.

Waiters: can I get you something?

I think, we are leaving now we have been here for a long time, and I have to leave now.

Dude, I’m going to have to make this up to you. I have to go I’m trying to get this job and been having the worst time since the I graduated. And they are calling me now.

Dude: No worries, that is the way.

Don’t know what you mean, but I appreciate you. Hopefully, I can get some credits and this show on the road.

Lost in Space what a cliche, but here I find myself adrift in a great emptiness of space is there any signs of a mythological geo Sophia.

Sophia responds:  From the data that is available no, the search continues and I will update you as we get new data site we are still in transit. 

How much energy do we have in woke mode?

Sophia: I see that the oxygen generator  can run for 10 years. The water tank generator  has enough  to last us for a year with out recharging. The facilities are not fully functional the compost maker was damaged in the escape. You sink from the compounds that are evaporating from your body. The food supply is good for thirty days.

Sophia what are the changes that we can find a place for food in thirty days?

Sophia: The numbers are still running when a get a real number that is not zero I will let you know.

Sophia, prepare for hibernation mode in thirty minutes. And, how long can I last in the pod?

Sophia:  From the system current operations  we can estimate to last  a year or two if we are not disturbed in transit. 

Sophia: Initializing hibernation mode in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

Imagine a vessel with a lonely traveler a drift in an empty space where the near rest stars are light years away. 

I been working on cleaning up. In the process, I have been putting together the work station and a creative space to generate content in a more constant rate.