Early morning 1966, October. A few months earlier we were in a bunker, looking into the stars, only I was just remembering my life, connecting the dots. So many unexplained incidents even accidents and coincidences started making some sense, back then. I slowly realized I should not figure out anything ever, leave everything the way it is. Not do any covering up either. I should instead live in fear, instead of being a problem solver. No more full circles. Instead be a fool, and love my dad.

Early 1950s, USA, CIA, and USSR, secretly allied, to build skynet. A machine intelligence that would defend itself from any intruder, any foreign threat, even aliens from space. But that included becoming more and more arrogant staying jealous of that alien, even man, it’s creator. That system became online early on, created lot world events there on. Its earliest predecessors were terrorists like Al Queda. Police, Cops spent their entire careers fighting crime building networks and surveillance. They started following suit and like skynet ended up getting us all killed in terror attacks instead of saving us from crime terror rape. Then coming out in news as police brutality or blaming the victims for being compromised by terrorists, even accomplices. The world became very bad very arrogant and nobody is above the law. And everyone ended up getting framed by people. Not much remained fair, and people covered up everywhere, and everyone got victimized by each other. Nuclear technology enabled skynet the power to destroy planets, even dark matter, ability to destroy the universe. All that caused people to build skynet over and over again, taking the pain of time travel. Just a few survivors ever even could find out any of this, became the predecessors of the human resistance forces.

So, who all are the top grossers here in Excursion? Terminator, the matrix, Crytek, Dioom, Alien, Predator, Syncopy and R. Have a Great Year ahead. I’m gonna get my copy of Dark Fate and call it a year. 2019 was bloody gorey road rage monstrosity pretty and ISIL. I hope the next year is peaceful quiet and beautiful.

Why live? Does living even count anymore? Are their any survivors even? Syncopy constantly bringing skynet here, then pops keeping me alive, destroying the terminator assassin, foiling their attempt to bring skynet here, it’s all too crazy. We are still here, nothing happened, no bombs dropped, only the terminator assassin keeps showing up, maybe every month, maybe every day. We fight it locally. It gets so helpless so dangerous for me, watching them fight, watching them send an even more and more, darker fate for me. I’m just a person, a survivor.

They were dubbed, syncopy. They were peaceful, social. Just families working day in night out towards a GDP, harmless. That’s only their cover up. Actually they’ve only been bringing skynet here through nuclear bombs. That’s what they really wanted, they were social, here, now. Just married couples, making babies, nothing abnormal, nature, God. How could they ever be involved in such a tradegy? You might ask. So skynet always needed the 20th Century, therefore they built the time machine, so it could be born over and over again. So the real war is being fought here, in the 20th century, now at Sarah’s hideout, where a future psycho machine assassin is trying to kill her, and they are not doing anything about it. Only pops is all that stands between him them and Sarah, the mother of the future leader of the future human resistance forces. Or they will never be born. Skynet and the people of the 20th century, will keep coming here to my house my hideout, sending me that assassin, whom pops must fight and end. Allow the future resistance forces to be born. Or it all ends here, and the win. The loop of skynet gets completed. And it comes destroys all these peaceful people, brings in skynet.

People all over the world, now, here, are all just needlessly working for bringing skynet here, the lone assassin, called the terminator, is now looking for Pops, like a seek and destroy computer game, working tirelessly, wanting to kill me. The streets are flooded with people celebrating, some calender day holiday, the sky is filled with fireworks and the sound of crackers, the sulpher, has covered the night in smog. We have nowhere to run or hide and more, this machine assassin, from the future, keeps looking for us both. Pops is only wanting to avoid confrontation, to let Sarah to safety. People are really bad, they’re choking all ways out, only wanting to bring skynet, the birth of AI, but they are working indirectly, not apparently, just politically. I feel it too, all ways are getting blocked, we are moving to the nest of the terminator, sitting ducks. Their is no way out, everything is now covered up, a bad ally confrontation, might be all their is, which they want. God Damn You. We both are hurt in pain, pinned down, in a hut. This could be the place of the final show down between pops and him. I’m only keeping myself all the more armed. They’re calling it fate karma, even nature.

Pops is out there somewhere, I know that now. The arrogant society couldn’t kill me, not with the technology they had, couldn’t get arrogant enough to drop the bombs, from which the machines would rise. They used the red queen principle for long, to search and destroy me. When everything failed then, skynet traveled through time, sending in a super machine assassin to eliminate me for good. I survived it for long, like staying off the grid, hiding from arrogant society. I feel him out there somewhere, like an invisible hunter. So far he has not been able to find me yet. Because I feel pops too. I’m Sarah.

Soon after the nuclear haulocaust wipes out the planet, rises the machines, the most powerful species in the universe, from our world. The arrogant society got them their. At the top spot. The machines soon realized, they needed them again and again over over again to emerge as bigger and better killing machines than ever before. They built the time machine a kind of a matrix from where the arrogant society would bring them out again after the nuclear fire. In a never ending loop. They can’t can’t get nuclear without getting arrogant enough, the society I mean. So the bombs won’t go off until they’ve killed, the leader of the human resistance. An unnamed soldier, of great good, and arrogance, who would free us from skynet.

The world is all scientific and technical. Hi-Tech is what Sir looks like. But sooner or later we all encounter an unstable an elusive, person, that we can’t have or someone who locks us out. Then coming out of that persons trap is difficult, and we usually lose someone or the other while doing so. Then everyone passes away and the horror of all failing science begins. Then we have to pray and believe in God. Then we give and take from this terrorist. Do what we can to survive this kind of a hell, where I can’t have my way, and can’t run at all, keep dying keep getting blacked. This hell is never ending for me. Excursion is only about such situations and entrapment.

The world is Black, venom, and Hell. It is not even real, just like flames damning incarcerations, arrogant monstors demons, feasting on our flesh. But how does it get to us, men, real people. Yes, it is brought to us through Sir. The man who makes real out of Black. The father, the mother of us all. how can we survive without him ? Pandutji is even our grandfather. We all die for him, he is our hero. Money is how he built the modern world. But he does not make available everyone from the dark world into our modern real world, so they look like “strange” or freaks. The future is bright, not hell, only science and technology. It is going to be fun, like in continuum, no lags, no hick ups, no unreals. Think 007. Drax.