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7/19/2023 5:49 pm

Nuke my ride, 27 giga watts and the mark of the beast.

The beast considered as AI perhaps and real human thoughts were now debunked. Not necessary as robots could do it better.
It was a rapidly developing dysfunctional future and it felt like you were being swallowed by the computer game in front of you.
Why not?
Maybe as good as anyway to go and isn't it proved that it's all in the past anyway.
So now a break has occurred and people reminisced about the old times when grey matter was still in control.
Of artsy things, plots and the distribution of paint and colors on a canvas.
How does that make you feel about the value of your artwork?
There's now a horizon that was once filled with portents of a new day that now truly bristles with wonderful AI creationism.
By value it makes your water color look pale and hardly even worth any attention at all.
Pre AI movies became masterpieces and the eighties lightened peoples faces.
The 70's promised so much and it did give us an SOS, from ABBA.
Save our souls indeed from what was about to befall us.
We had ever right to fear that the peril was nuclear and it still may be, but threats from outside our solar system hover in the dark skies just waiting for their cue!
I knew I had to get away a story about a man gaining 360 million on the stock market rested heavily in my mind.
Not insider trading he explained and he'd come back from the future to do the deal.
No record could be found of him before 2002 and he soon disappeared again.
Alien craft could be seen alternating states by disappearing from the radar screens. Some calculations showed that at that speed they could cross our galaxy in four months. One hundred thousand light years across!

It was one hell of confrontation to our knowledge of physics. An insightful realization about what others were up to.
A shortcut beckoned , and of course we'd take it if we could.
The truth also that hung in the back of our minds began to reach a new clarity, on how those uncooperative beings were using our genes.
Were we just a curiosity on display in an alien zoo?
Our animal physical perfection gawked at by the unimpressive statured aliens.
Now the God fearing pointed to the skies and pointed at those wearing the mark. The "Hologramists" knew any thing was possible and that we were just witnessing a pre-told and enacted story that's ending had a brutal conclusion.
What was the point of telling the story if it didn't?
I entered my workshop with a real purpose eying the huge generator plant and switched it on. The Faraday cage soon bristled with energy and began to rotate ever faster.
It seemed to suck on everything in its vicinity and then multicolored flames began to lick around its form.
The chasing pulse soon began to glow brighter and soon caught up with the melay of advancing energy and then it was gone!
But to where?
I'd heard different theories about the Philidelphia experiment and studied the 'degauser'<b> equipment </font></b>they used and how the unexpected result had lead to time travel.
The enigma of time was heavily weighted on the principles of electromagnetism and inseparable from it.
It was indeed the canvas that our world resided on and separated from other dimensions like perusing the pages of a book.
It also had a rebounding property and my device would return I thought once the 'spring' would restore the balance.
And so it did and right there in front of me it stood now motionless and covered in a layer of ice!
The onboard instruments seemed frozen too but they'd frozen on the point where they'd climaxed.
The point where a true value could be deemed to be the basis of everything.
It was scary to think about what I'd done and I returned to the house for breakfast.