Saturday, February 23, 2019

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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 of a bout between …what?... Read More


The Captain immediately redirected the other probes to the site of the destruction of the first probe. He had nothing retaliatory in mind, but merely wished to determine whether whoever or whatever had directed the probe’s destruction posed any threat to the Argos directly. He also ordered a change to a higher orbit, and to shift course away from any line-of-sight exposure. He made sure that one probe remained positioned further afield, to act as a relay, to give the Argos time to break orbit rapidly should it become necessary.

All personnel were ordered to go to their duty... Read More

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?

It was, it seems, the jobs they took--a myth cemented as the ideal springboard. Prefrontals measured and fitted for new thinking. The kind of artificial being theHumans allowed--to join the workaday world for acceptance, being acceptable inside the watchtowers.

She doesn't seem to care much about the [fashion online religion medical event="for_me"] society. She doesn't care about iterations... Read More


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 it,” Colonel Pike instructed.

“Roger,” Carol Stafford said. After a few minutes she commented. “According to these images the ‘door’ is about 12 inches thick and there appears to be a hollow space behind it, my guess would be its some kind of shaft, as we thought last night.”

“OK, lets dig out the bottom of this ‘door’ and see if we can pry it open. Jim, use the boom to have a closer... Read More


(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 launch of the twin Hercules/Saturn 3 rockets which will be blasted into obit to form the fuel tanks for the 22 month long journey to Mars by Colonel Pike and his 7 person crew. The Hercules solid fuel tanks have been prepared and the three Saturn booster rockets will be ignited to blast them into orbit. Hercules 1 will be followed by Hercules 2 and then once an attitude of 8 miles high is reached... Read More


“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 is the Groom Lake research facility in Nevada. Everyone else is here, you’re the last to arrive.”

Ted stops the cart near a small storage shed which is adjacent to one of the large Quonset huts. After punching in the code on the keypad, the door automatically opens. This way Colonel, Ted says as they both step inside the small shed.

“Please put your feet inside the red shoe outlines... Read More


“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, there appears to be an avalanche or rock slide near the northern polar region.”

“Real time?”

“Yes sir, nearly.”

“OK, I have it…Damn…that’s going to make a lot of the geologist’s boys happy. Sh**…Johnson…Johnson…lock down your data link and transfer all MRO images to NASA Delphi 2 internal code link only, transfer MRO data for the last three days to my terminal, then lock down... Read More

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Sounds ideal Twinkletoes. :>)


I have always been a dreamer and most likely always will be. I am a wierd combo I think...practical but an idealist at the same time. :)


born crazy inherited Barb. Or near...just used my imagination to transport me away. Costs nothing to dream,but you knew that! You use the same mechanics do you not my friend? Cheers :>)