I’m a guy called Paul, and on the tower 1A in kuala lumpur I live in a condo with my dad Jim. I have nobody else. Jim has friends and relatives, couple of security guards and a few workers at this house. I keep watching my ytube account called greydme. It has several channels that play old movies games TV shows news telecasts. Like a rerun in very short clips. Within that I have a mystery lady in dark red show whom I liked a couple of years ago but not here. Those shows I keep to stay in thoughts of a girl who is pretty and my age. But she is not around here, just a channel that I avoid watching when people are around. Rest of the time we watch TV in the living room, that’s where the kitchen is too, and the dining area. I’ve never met agentX of this new house, but feel him, and watch him as my ytube app. But he never let’s me watch my mystery lady show even when I’m lonely. He just wants a few clips where he shows up and gives me some consolations. My dad is afraid of that mystery lady and advices me against her, as she would bring bad luck here for him, some mishap or tradegy. Further, he assures me that she is related to agentX who wants to harm us both. For me she is just my dad niklee, for real she is just some dark celeb who wants to kill, a shadow operator of agentX who keeps his identity safe, but must be some male celeb secretary or minister.

People always turn out to be good here, but stay dubious about their real intentions, because mishaps do happen, and then people show up here claiming responsibility always. It is diabolical daily arrival and departure of folks that ticks like a time bomb, causing a mishap some way or the other.

The pathogen and the looper. He is one of the most trained elite soldier of the Narus underworld legions. He was born out pandutji s marvel of homogenized bioengineering effort. He is untraceable as a man, might even walk past you unnoticed, even with deep scrutiny you won’t be able to figure out who he is, just a false notion, a વહેમ maybe. I used sniffer dogs for many years in Siberia to alarm and warm against this freak of nature, or a menace of terror right from the Narus bioengineering division. He feels elite rich polished, like pandutji on TV, most of the time. Then he vanishes into thin air, and I would not remember anything about him. For the sake of sanity, I hope I never meet him again. Reminds me ICA એજન્ટ 4 . From hitman. There is one in this city who knows me personally, haunts and stalks me daily. I tread careful not the raise the shadows even. Back to everyone else here as I go I pray in the temple.

Only recently I’ve received notification of a security module, that would upgrade our defense network, allow for two way communications with agentX. This security module is of utmost importance to us, it will allow upgrading of the core network that connects us to agentX, thus enforcing our abilities over it, making it dissuade from us for at least 3-4 years. This is the window of opportunity we have been waiting for since the last few years. If all goes well it will fire like a rocket getting us our leverage as it burns up all its fuel in a few moments wrt the large scale of things. Could mean 3-4 months on the ground in realistic terms.

Humans the original ones are not Narus. They hide from them. Evade them, and survive them to the best of our abilities. They made all this by staying jealous so they are a constant. Pandutji will kill us all one day in the name of mankind. But we are the real ones. We are now clones and given up on everything that ever made us human. Society love friendship loyalties to rest of us, etc. Even fear of God. Those basic things are the ones where they found us. We are not connected however, we have to lead a lonely life with Narus agents. Surrounded by them all the time. Like a social arrest. But we win too, even if we are lonely in this war. They never let us meet or unite or even recognize each other. We only meet them, live in fear of them in close social proximity.

NNN TV. Always providing the latest news views discussions debates about all that is happing in the world. Daily weekly updates with live breaking news team following events as they break across the planet and other bases across the solar system.

Programs include Stories from planets, companies, old nations, and infantry divisions. War is rife here, brief coverage of all that happens under one unified global network. The definitive view of all that matters anywhere anytime, for the betterment of mankind.

Have a nice day.

NARUS wasn’t built in a day how natives turned into social city people, which in turn turned into the global giant company making everything, controlling all the money. See even after making independent subsidiaries in the name of approaching me later attempting to destroy me, they only want money, so that pandutji can show up here giving me some false hope, or ushering in the new guy how shows me the next undertaking event. Do I owe them money? Why and how would I give them any?

NARUS under pandutji is a big company world over. But it never comes to me directly. They have many subsidiaries either direct or indirect. In some cases NARUS offshores an independent company or a small nation, to approach me. Later when it gets developed and envelopes me directly, they even disown knowledge of NARUS. A perfect cover up.

It is upto me to foil this company and it’s ownership of me. Later I wait for the new guy. The one who takes responsibility of the mess and cleans up, so that they can start all over with them trying to approach me.

“That the Alpha Ceph lives” – Crysis 3.

Yeah we all want to believe that there is more life to it, but they tell me it is just my imagination. It is like a movie, once it is over, you live in its awe and romance. But it is really over.

Just had some fun. Now I should get back to work. Do something else in life. But this Alpha still lives goes down deep, where I can’t find it again. I just want my sunshine, my real world. Birds bees silly music. Home maybe to my parents, etc.

Pandutji is an expert doctor researcher, he believes in biology of people so much, that decided to join it with engineering. Thus created this division which also sometimes can be used as a hospital as well. It is well integrated in society. Genetics synthesis everything about people races colors creeds castes physiques even hybrid races inter mixing of castes color, all unreals reals United as a singular race, called mankind. Replicants is what the world was coming to, nobody knows clearly who is who? All intermixed homogenized. Beautiful.

On this seegson sevstapol space station. Ripley has apparently killed Pandutji on board. She does not know where she is, or what she has done. In her frantic attempt to survive various efforts made by the Marshall here, in the name of global safety from the alien, at her life, as doctrined by Panditji’s various avatars, in his various subsidiary companies world wide. Why has Ripley not died like the others coming in the way of the set standards on board? People must die for the ship for pandutji when the time comes. But her victory over sevstapol and here survival after jettisoning the Alien is worth mentioning. But to what end? Until the next time we ask Ripley why not die for the rest of us. I can’t say if the Alien is just a bug? It is some perfect organism planted into sevstapol by him, why must I die for him? Or at all, said Ripley.