So talking to the bop isn’t easy, listening to it is also quite disturbing. It is the jungle. Welcome to this place. You should respect its verbiage. Whatever comes at you later on is the bop therefore stay silent, don’t wake it up. Staying confident silent solo will help. Adhering to what it says can be difficult. Nevertheless as you return to yourself from a remote user or wahem, bop should not get disturbed too much. When it comes at you it would just be a steam of strangers and coincidences. Better luck?

Now we are in a jungle of bad weather and even if the 90s got us here, where there is no time or space just haye, women are still a formidable foe and bring in a આરરો like before, even in hell.

For me the woman is a threesome. The first one begins the era of true love, sets the stage for the lurkers, the second one is real, the third one just is an unreal. But all three are actully the same person spanning from late teenage to adulthood. And even look the same, same size, same everything.

She is hard to make subside without any big losses, but are capable of making the kill. Doctors, hospitals, careers everything to do with money is women.

So now here women I confront have the same strategy, very strong hold, and have to be given something to let go. Dangerous deadly death traps dead ends. Only a male અરરો can free me from their hold.

Once you get inside bad weather then it’s a nightmare of continuous mishaps, and everyone is coming to race you and they stay arrogant and stay jealous of you. Then you can’t run you can’t hide. Just a chain of Sir nikle in these people should be able to get you out of it. It’s cyclical too, daily affair. And it’s a different dimension nothing works and everything is haye. Navigation thus becomes important. World turns into zombies.

There is a politician in all of us. But true leaders do exist, we call them Sir or Madam. They do the conversion of knm into coincidence or bad weather. We all work hard here then we rest, that’s what we do and keep the factory running all the time without flaws. But not everyone is required to work. Some of the people take bad weather until the factory brings all of the farm into fair weather. This happens naturally and everyone is therefore connected.

Keeping the factory running is the arrogant workforce. And there are others who take bad weather to keep them arrogant. It’s also cyclical and the tables do turn. What ever is real is inside the village, outside is just knm or unreal for us.

There are lot of people on this farm, workers engineers doctors researchers managers politicians, it is like a modern village. It has miscreants and therefore policeman too.

Place has just one goal however, that the factory keeps running all the time or else no farming. That’s what लोग is all about. Knm is something nobody talks about it is like coincidence or chance, निकले. So we all must stay busy here or rest.

The place is constantly churning stuff here, processing all the time something into something else. That is being utilised everywhere. This machine is optimized and sometimes it will go overboard and overflow, causing a breakdown or stretched causality. I’m one of the inputs to this machine milking it all the time feeding it constantly.

I have to stay topped up or ill break. There are seasons of outages ofcourse almost impossible to imagine being sucked into this machine, not able to produce, and die.

This machine is not small its like a farm and cattle.

A lot has happened before I was born. The great energies, anti-matter negative energy, the universe then the primordial soup the apes, later man, the civilizations, the renaissance, Aryans, Mongols, the west and the America’s, the Mugals, the Company. The modern era is marked by the World Wars 1, 2 Cold War and USSR. Independence of India from the Company, 1947. Partition of India formation of Pakistan and West Bengal. What I call modern India is a Ukraine post 2014 as seen with this blog. Everything outside is called knm. Ukraine is short for log, brought to me by knm.

Once inside log, geography has no bearing, so we say we are in 2399 instead of 1999. The clock skew is the knm that brought me here, the central character of the blog, so I write on behalf of knm.

This knm and how it brings me inside log is cyclical and iterative. Every time it brings me inside a cumulative log.

Therefore I have no true notion of me just knm’s log generic identity.

He or she is someone marred with bad experiences and bruses scars of each interval in the cycle.

After every cycle he or she comes out as a new person, a new actor, in a new place and time. That’s how the blog works a experience of several games played by infinite number of he s or she s.

There are many games that I play here like, greydme strogg16 strogg29 F2, they all are characterized by the concept called the tipping point. So that’s the upper limit on the psychological impacts of playing these games. Beyond that is the avalanche, where in real stuff will start happening here to me. It is awful. How I come out of that is pure horror that I can only live to tell.

The stream that runs my psyche is para dimensional. Experiences of lives of other people reactions to external stimuli, etc. Anomalies in memories understanding cognition. Post traumatic stress after experiencing mishaps tradegies bad people in life.

All this is normal, and wears off after a while, with change of place and company. But feels impossible while I’m in it.

As we meet new people in life things change, getting lonelier is just part of the game. With more confidence building one starts adhering to the moment the now, rather than the past. Memories dreams keep haunting us though.

On this space station, are a certain set of people who are noble, they are needed for getting ahead, even the smallest possible thing to do, requires their signature. Otherwise nothing will work here. People are good in general.

But these noble ones are all ill fated. Every following episode that they suffer, the central character must circum navigate this place and get them back online, so that we can move forward in life. It is a challenge for everyone to return the noble ones back to good health and safety.

Episodes are however stacked up for everyone, and sometimes the central character is not able to reach the noble ones and gets stuck in an episode of similar order, where circum navigation is required by him.