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Wednesday, May 16, 2012
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Camouflage Lurking Anonymous
By p.d.adams,

It should have been an ongoing no go, a seafaring from afar, lasers adrift with one passive eye at the watch, the other barely containing her furions, the most furious of ions.

Her impersonal inferred, infrared photon network continues to shine a light on known knowledge in breathtaking breakthroughs. She grows a leaner, cleaner hunger for far places, the ones that remain as nameless bounty, uncharted beauty.

She is surprised by her laser, to a certain point, as she comes upon an image of memory.

Is it an invention? An old war field? An arrangement...
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I have come so far, she thinks, as the cloud frame fades from the monitor and she lingers at theWorkstation with her gentle thoughts--far from where work plays its last card to fight the sky, where...

She goes into theJungle, finds a thick-walled containment structure with a hefty piece of metal inscribed Batter needs the right fluff to blow it out of the park.

She thinks. So, the rainforest...

She corrects her stance, moves past the monitor where she has coasted and coexisted since her arrival. She always finds the balance to appease the elements at theWorkstation. She makes her best attempt...

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They watched the vidfeed as the probe closed in on the murky structures. They appeared some kind of dwelling, incredibly high above the floor of the ocean, perhaps as much as five miles,...

PART I

“Sir, you had better see this,” said mission specialist Johnson.

“What is it Johnson?” replied Director Petersen.

“We have some new images from MRO streaming in now sir,...

PART II

“Colonel Pike, get in…I’m Ted Johnson12.”

“What? Where am I?”

“Sorry sir, everyone here is called Johnson. Well since you’re here, I guess it’s alright to tell you, this...

PART III

(28 months later…at Cape Canaveral, Fl.)

“Hello space fans, Steven Gallot here reporting to you live from Cape Canaveral, Fl.” “We’re only about ten minutes away from the historic...

PART IV

Day four on the Vastitas Borealis plateau of Mars, outside the strange structure.

“Carol set up the ground radar imager against this ‘door’, lets see if there’s anything behind...

She captures images of lemmings attacking yaks in sack races, pilgrims strapping peaches onto the drums of war. Is it a new push to the limits by theNetwork for purity--purity for the old history?

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Recent Comments

The Goddess of Instantiate

Thank you pd adams...

Firewall to a Farewell

Your writing is wonderful and open to so many interpretations...I have to actually use my "brain" trying to put the pieces together...well done pd adams...

The Goddess of Instantiate

Thank you Barbara--your mind is in a beautiful place.


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