All these schools and organisations run on similar grounds, સર is the head of this place. It’s his rules and ways that govern this place. All students employees already know their fate and value here, from birth they know who is who, from bronze to platinum or just plain knm USD. They are very disciplined and ordered. Nothing changes what fate holds for them. સર s people are mostly ones and the rest are two. The school makes news that’s how money flows here. Things happen fate manegement you know is just સર s people one and twos. Rest of the people are money, that’s how they grow here. All of them put together is log. That’s what the west is, a house or સર.

However, their are some people who never came here, were always born as outsiders. We call them Dravids. Whatever they did life while they went to school got a job the salary they made marriage social connections, they never really existed in here, just stayed Dravids. Their credentials money value everything was a min, that’s what they started calling their keycard. When the school saw them, they left their disciplined life to get them here somehow associating them with news events and some people of the school.

Thats how log started coming in the life of Dravids and they started being called સર s sons. Whenever they took them that’s how they got out too, by taking some hate for being સર s son. That left a scar and they remembered how not to come here ever.

There are many people that સર has in this house, some bronze silver gold platinum and rest are knm. He also does have some fake news ppl those who give me really bad dreams weird ones. I see them really as gujrati people those I call bad times show ups or dying for one here.

When I’m left alone here in life then these fake news ppl give me some solace in life. There is so much rush in the world to get bigger and better, dying for someone usually gets no attention at all. So I find myself lonely, that’s when fake news ppl bring me up from misery. Then they look sublime magical strange. But I should not purturb them just move on. Otherwise everyone is jealous of one.

As we go deeper into dystopia we figure that Cycloids have a good hold on most people in dystopia. They are so much in control of it, that they have no free will, except for a few survivors nobody is even real. So we call them unreals. The house the owners, are all like awol people, and I’m dexter. In my lab I’ve discovered such truths that I’m now ignorant of them, after the realisation that Cycloids die on their own. So there is a space crunch here. Movement is slow and risky. Why the landlord is needed for everything. Otherwise resources won’t be released and we’ll starve. My keycard does it all, everywhere.

How much of the natural substances in nature possess native red matter? Their is no white only knm in this world for me. Some progress we made since the time of the natives/khintu. But red matter kills on direct exposure, we process it then it turns into limestone likeness, of which a minimum about can be kept on pieces of paper like money cards. That’s the best place to keep it. But don’t let it grow too much of it will become toxic and would have to be thrown out. A min of it is what we consume of it, in terms of cards.

Producers of this lime make all sorts of cards, small medium big, soft hard, etc. On display, you can tell who is what grade of person, depending on the amount of money they have. Ranging from Bronze Silver Gold Platinum or Knm. I take from people who are bronze or silver only that’s the min for me. Other people are meant for causing mishaps or avalanches for me, not good, until adulterated with lower quantity people. That’s mandatory. Direct contact is red matter effect, so indirection essential, take from a low grade person, or make low grade before contact.

The year is 2399, the world is a desert now, no water nothing is available here. We were never supposed to come here, yet judgement day was inevitable, how we got here backtracking and investigating is of no use. This dark desolate flatland is governed by a dystopian Cycloids. Even if they got us here through our parents is unclear, that was their only end game.

However, I’ve found a way to enter the dome, shutdown the dystopia and put the Cycloids to rest. That was my only destiny. I’m Khintu turning out to be kaire. Samir and many others like him slept peacefully knowing that someone had done us post apocalyptic survivors some good, we have another day. Till what tomorrow lies. Best of luck.

For a brief period I was back in लखनऊ, after many years of pursuing education and job in various places in India. Their I watched RT, at a time when everything was localized, and nobody knew what the west was, इंडिया is a big country BTW, and specially in लखनऊ people are too settled to be interested in the west leave alone other states in India, my dad and his people introduced me to the west through RT. Well it had many shows and anchors with live news as well. But many years gone by people are settled forgotten about other countries too married too busy in life.

RT spoke volumes about US and how it indoctrinated and brought about various forms of malice in the middle east over many years, also caused Ukraine war, joining EU, etc. Then the Israel War in Gaza, ebola in Africa, and several plane crashes, before I stopped watching the channel forgot about international politics and came here. It was all covered up and termed propoganed against the west by R. And nobody found it interesting enough to be pursued or remembered anymore here. It was rumored that पुतिन was forced to say nice things about the west while it fracked the world so openly, but all this got rubbished and got no media attention at all. They all only came here, trying to bring me here too.

In लखनऊ these western stories movies, TV shows and news is watched by me alone. Nobody watched these shows ever they treat such things as secondary, not withstanding their ways. People here watch hindi movies, TV shows and news only. It is just asynchronous or dumb. I was always alternate here, so I followed English channels for the sake of my education. When Francois Holland landed in Chandigarh while I watched F24, I got a mixed reaction, gossip ruomers and wahem stories that would last long. They spoke of a west that was white red for me, stuff that nobody can take. So post WW2 for me they turned everything African. That’s the stuff I don’t have in life, nobody goes to the West we just day dream about it, . The West I perceive here is Knm, not the original one. So I never went to the west that’s native mirages that does not exist in the modern world, or its just camouflaged covered up to look like knm. That’s what this place is too here. Only after a product from the west turns into knm can it be shipped for me. That too must expire after a while because it is knm.

Many relics I have of this place I keep hidden in this place. Sir lives here and a ton of his people. It’s mysteries eludes me, we are here. Watch the Matrix, play Spiderman that will keep them away. It’s a defence ग्रिड you know they’ll shoot you down. I was never born here, never came here, just saw it in movies, this place. Reach R, it will show you out.

Many versions of here, france24, star trek tng, Doom, quake, DD, women. Play hitman on PS4, then you’ll get a chane to give it. That’s the best you do for now. FC2. See my th6 blog.

The game is a relic of several iterations of refinement. It’s pure mythology, akin to sufi, devotional avatars. The game comes to you on its own, once you’ve played it you can’t have enough of it, and nothing else can beat that experience for you. The likes of Ramayan or Krishna Lela, Mahabharata, the New Testament, the Old Testament, all religious sentiments arguments involved their in.

It does feel like the real thing, really black, like the holy grail of नहीं मिले, then leaves you the same when it’s over. Real life then follows, sometimes just starts crashing down on you. Thus like all religious epics, it too must be cut short, should not be played beyond 33% of the way.

My blog th6episodeone, th6episodetwo, th6episodethree, th6episodefour at blogspot com, is dedicated to this phenomenal item that one can purchase and have a life changing effect.

What can I say. Things look like the size of bluray. That’s pretty neat, even high tech. With time these natural phenomenon have a tendency of settling down, entering a ground state, where they get stable in a container called knm.

This container is sophisticated allow it to remain stable, not volatile for me. Furthermore, it is susceptible to decaying, hence the container has to be replenished with replacement matter, so it remains sealed.

This lays the foundation of a Relic, that must be hidden as well in the map, so that it is difficult to be found by anyone. This is required. It should not be disturbed at all. Any noise around it can cause undesirable decay, causing mishap. A lot of these containers can be found around this map.

Hence it is required that you stay calm, do less, move less, stay quiet.