The origins of log, their modern incarnation, the West, are little known to khintu, but legends and ancient scrolls from various dig sites, on mars indicate, that it could be a European origin, in present day what we call France. That’s the origin of dark powers and haye. It is so pure in nature, that it can be called the Well. It cannot be real for khintu, no matter what, it can only be taken from, then something else turns out to be true or real for me, like a USA over Russia. So we call it sacred. After which we move on in life, coming back to India. That’s when a real life journey should begin for man. The Fountain stays hidden, only a brother can deliver it to me, in the form of something that the father cannot have. Then life goes on.

So this place is all covered up all wired up, it is dangerous. The path you traverse is the right one, rest of them are just death traps filled with stuff we can’t have, or things that look like Ukraine for IN. Only about 1/8th or 1/4th of any place or thing is usable by me. And there are downtimes too. So we stock up some reserves for such contingencies. People here are all just trying to make an attempt at you, so take from them.

Each attempt is a whole life, or a house, a work place, or growing up home by parents even. So it is a lifecycle. Each character has flaws, and is a nikle invariably. Therefore, here we have idols, lovers, wife’s, parents, even mentors, in each life. How we come out of it is a mishap, divorce, breakup, or end of life.

Kind of reminds me of the movie Blade Runner, and another popular game called Half Life. This place is filled with perils, bad cops, governments trying to run you down, women who want to eat you up, or definitely set you up for a showdown, that you couldn’t be ready for. A nightmare of a place. Everyone wants you here, no politics just shoot em up. So you hide, you run, you fall prey to traps or prostitute lovers, get hayed, wronged, messed up. Joe just survives the hell using his keycard, which allows him to navigate endless plains worlds and countries, even space. It is action adventure sabotage. Back to back adventure where an attempt is made at you all the time. Russia is just an elusive guy whom you see as an arrogant pursuer who turns out to be a somebody from dystopia. India, China, middle East, Asia, Africa, Brazil all dystopian entities, and they only keep turning out to be something else, or the West for IN.

EU is a woman, that just kills men, while staying elusive in several orthogonal forms. West is someone who want to destroy the world, and turns out to be Russian. India is someone who turns out to be Ukraine for IN wanting him ambushed, then killed socially.

A processing unit is a person who becomes me, or joe, for a short duration, where in he or she, converts log into loge, that I can consume safely, or call real. This phenomenon is distributed all over the world. Once I enter this loge reality, people are either my brother or father. So I evade places where my brother is, and survive or live in places where my father is.

The father however becomes corrosive for me soon enough and must be thrown away after consumption. Thereafter I must heal and rest. Recovering from which I must activate a new father or mother in my habitat. Because father is abusive but not harmful, like the brother.

The brother is what I don’t have, stuff that neighbours are made up of. Within the house is just a dangerous dad, that I have to manuvour properly, or it is going to turn into a neighbour too.

See nothing outside my loge is Real or fit for consumption, not even human that you could fight. So even if we have access to a map, the geographic distribution of people, places and things is not legal or say is undefined in reality, just log or haye for me. Therefore, real world is convoluted like transient program, that when shutdown is not to be accessed at all thereafter.

As a distribution of things, after invigorating on a daily basis, people become either a father or brother. Things in the West is only log. The entry point of real or loge for me, the brother SAT, is what Russia is. Rest of the world is my arrogant father AM, and I am IN, taking daily abuse from both of them.

When mother had me as a child she quickly introduced me to her family. These relatives became pivatol characters in the life of IN. They were the ones who started bringing in log for IN, most of them either were people of his dad AM, or his brother SAT. Thats the division. They were kakki, sunnu, tara, nani, guddu, daju. This reminds me of the promotional material I watched of the game FAR CRY 4. See whatever this world has to offer to IN comes to him as processed log. It is either AM or SAT that’s what makes them real for him. Log in reality is just death, white haye that kills on exposure, otherwise. Then there is society outside which is a ton of harmful strangers or log, that have to be processed into loge then consumed by IN. The world outside is not real otherwise. This service is what this blog is about. Log send people to IN, in case his family does not support him anymore. Later when his family disowned him, he started getting loge from people in the society, or the world.

Many cultures and religions keep the notion of the jungle in manuscripts scrolls religious texts such as the dead sea scrolls, The Bhagwat Geeta, etc. Other fables stories epics written by several authors of the ages of human civilization.

This brings to mind the concept of the spirit septer or ghost. A lot has gone into the creation of the notion of God and the Devil. Works such as those directly talking of them are called nuclear. Since they involve the creation of the universe, the stars the planets and the black holes. Also how natives, people of the modern age, our ancestors are deeply woven with the fabric of space and time, this universe.

Simple things just lying around is how we start loading then navigating, this blog. It requires a lot of hardware software, closed air conditioned, environments for reading, a clean quiet place. Large screen display, keyboard, mouse, and a tower workstation.

In early eras things like movies were good enough for this purpose. Like the Ghost Busters. Later in life I felt a lot more indirection was needed. Thus I brought this notion to a computer game called Doom, Quake. I still feel both these games are a central authority on such things for me here. Also these topics lead to a doctor. Going to the hospital regularly for health checkups is a good practice here therefore.

Joe in another paralĺel universe is a guy called IN. This story is about the family structure within which he has a jealous brother called SAT and an arrogant father called AM. The life of IN is such that he gets taken by in an attempt by his brother SAT, which keeps his father AM arrogant, while IN gets nothing in life and dies for his father. The blog with its nuclear components is complete. Rest of it works on an ordinary computer. People of the world as they are connected to this family are called log.

અરરો and Khintu been fighting for supremecy since the big bang. જો has completed his 22 cycles fighting surviving the અરરો. One thing that has been the distinguishing factor between the two is destruction verses creation. Khintu has its roots in creation, it is about matter, અરરો however is all about antimatter or haye. So even if અરરો stays arrogant never lets khintu have his way never lets him win never lets him survive, અરરો is self destructive by nature and therefore dies on his own. Khintu suffers a lot of damage however as અરરો takes him up then breaks him down, only kills him in everything it does.

So khintu keeps asking himself how far will this go, जो alone has seen so many અરરો s in his lifetime. Is man going to survive only as a slave to અરરો, see him die? Will he see an era of peace ever, a grassland, with no અરરો around?

Those questions ushered in an era of perpetual confidence building for man as he faces a constant અરરો threat.

I still remember how the movie was released with Alien Prometheus movie with Dr. PEPPER soda cans as promotional material. That was the start of a even more disastrous era for जो. Everything having started falling apart already just a few years ago all this was a dream in ग्वालियर. To die for euraka moments in an already falling apart સોસાયટી. During this fallout era a movie called Pacific Rim gave me hope. DVDs were really amazing experience on home theater back then. It gave me the secret notion that new stuff was going happen some day and I should hold on to something. Family pressure was also huge, almost like a fifth wheel gone flat. I had nothing to survive on only darkness, dying for folks.