Day one here, having just arrived here, almost 20 years in hypersleep, I am fully have been moved to this station, almost like rebirth. I have no memories or even any attachments with parent earth anymore. I do feel strange. Like a salted peanut. Ah, I’m also going to stay in my quarters for the duration, in which I must rejuvenate from the extraordinary long space journey. The place is like a five star hotel with sounds and PA systems, of an airport or rail station. It looks brand new, some memory I have of arriving in a very dark space, and landing in midnight. Space is so empty, so void. Reminds me of sacred deities and temples. Hope things will be fine for me here. Being a civilian I m not sure what I ll be doing here, only my assigned manager would know.

From the grace of the Gods, we started a small venture. Called Another Earth. This is a big project with many exoplanets been discovered. Lesu Aerospace Company, and Narus Defense Core, presents this grand endeavor. Within this permanent transfer of a small team of human civilians, to start life on exoplanets all over the galaxy. The planets don’t support life naturally but are big enough to start a small space station on land and water and in orbit. Almost 3-4 times the size of earth. The space station would be built by Lesu and a permanent team of scientists engineers marines and managers would be building a small housing complex for the civilians. About 800-1000 people manned stations connected by air and rail. Each planet should be able to house at least 6-10 civilians. The humans were never really allowed to meet back on earth, here they maybe given an opportunity to do so. Keep giving to them using the Narus mainframe.

See the fields, or the Grid, was something that we never accessed, as it was nuclear. The people inside it were not real, but were social. They weren’t a threat to us in a physical way. Only in metaphysical motivational ways, were they affecting us, not letting us grow or flourish. We needed some very high performance computers called Capitol Hills. These were built by Sir ke log of Narus. All our lives we were only maneuvering and navigating in space, in order to get to it, so that we could reboot the Grid, otherwise they would destroy us. That’s what they called, “they would go”. No communication was ever possible, they were not real people or any species that you could talk to, or negotiate with. Time is always running against us. We must reach the mainframe, and reboot the Grid. After that life would resume, and everything would be fine. Earth is where the grid is, it is scared, and nobody goes there. It’s most formidable cover up is Narus. It is also the only way to satiate it, give to it, so that it does not destroy the universe by going away. We treat them as Gods in our various religious texts.

Within the fields are interconnecting power lines. They are taught heightened with energy during the day, and at the evening. After that the energy off the roads dissipates into space creating weather. Rain, cloud precipitates as this dissipation continues causing seasons, everything synchronized, periodic, cyclical. The earth, water, fire, wind, all elements in unison with people moving in and out of these cells and units called houses in the fields, those that look like cities now. All cities well connected to be a global grid of business that moves, turns and revolves with the cycles.

Endless fields miles and miles of them, rectangular volumes holding people in infinite cities. These people are all arrogant knm species, they only share the DNA with humans, nothing real though. They stay social, just work sleep make families, imagine the most destructive force in the universe could be just these people, no real confrontations, no engagements, nothing only families, people with homes, and money. So now you know, you don’t fight them, or investigate them, just give to them through Sir kr log. They are not starting a fight but just covering up building up on whatever I give to them. Keep them covered up, keep them arrogant.

I boarded it once, in the middle of the night, during the days of wanderlust. And flew off aimlessly to a bloggers location. I slept in a hotel till 3 pm the other day, went to her hostel, where she was putting up. But couldn’t get through. People are jealous, I managed to abort the entire witch hunt and flew back home, reached at night time. Felt great. Now internet is enough, see Narus could not get me any people except the staff members to help me give to them all that needed. When a game ends you need to give socially through internet for me. If they ever covered up hard enough, I could die. So now they give.

It is suicide. Beware, the equations will set in on time, aging, mishaps, unpaid bills, taxes, pay day, physics, biology, chemistry, mathematics, economics, competition in fair economy, family containment, parents way here. Society and world wins, human civilization must go on, regardless of individualist needs, Sir runs everything here, always turns out to be the one, a good guy.

So humans never realize it, they call it mom, like me, but it is Haye. We notice some discrepancies some anomalies in life in our late teens, when the cover up is social. Then it is most glaring when we fall in love, and realize, emotions are not going through, mishaps are all entailed. That’s what we call losing in love or felling of hatred by the opposite sex. Then the whole world turns out to be jealous. It is just a cover up, this social one world, it is sir ke log, who are at the end of getting you here, and want to start the hate game, the adventure of surviving culture and family. Later we start obeying and following the politics of Sir, no longer true to one’s heart, just doing stuff out of fear of the mishap. Slowly, we start dying for someone, and the journey ends. I’m here. I feels like an alien planet like ZoD. The world where we were born, where human civilization was projected, no longer exists. We die in some alien world, out of air, gravity, the life we need.

Part 1,2,3 are really amazing. I love these movies, specially part 2. It is a blockbuster of its time. I don’t have part 1, as a home owner. DVD is the standard format for movies here. I first watched it when I was 9 or 10. In those times I found science fiction easier to watch. Drama I could not follow until I was 17-18. I was only learning English in those days as a second language. A lot of movie franchises came out in the stores, later by year 2000. I call them lesu Ltd. This is the local company that brings them here for me. X-men, Terminator, Matrix, Resident Evil, Robocop, Alien, Star Trek, Star Wars, Avengers, Iron Man, Superman, Batman, Spiderman, Mission Impossible, Leo DiCaprio, James Bond, Jason Borne, Jason, Nightmare on Elm Street, Aashique, Raaz, Murder, Ace Ventura, Dumb And Dumber, Transformers, Avatar. Over 20 or more production companies on the board, and related social changes products, people, and other changes. Global effects and growth.

What do I talk to a consultant about, but they are good. I would start hating them, even if they are human. They gave us hell, we’re nothing now. No social structure, no family, no friends, no team, nothing, just solo mission people, who have to fight for their life all the time, go mad. As years passed, things started getting more and more refined with the consultants, they got the status or oracles, or even pre-cogs. Meeting them in an interview, usually meant bad news for all of us. Each meeting had choices, and great peril. Nothing would go as planned. For each of us life was this endless journey, filled with pain, agony, no past, no future, only growing old. Missions would end half way most of the time, without even reaching the machine cities. For another generation now, it could be the 22nd Century, no-one has even had any encounters or real confrontations with the machines. The only thing that happens is that we start meeting these consultants, or oracles, most of the time. They are now a separate kind of people, now, they live separately from the humans, and are not even slightly affected by the residual assaults, some of them haven’t had disease or even aging.