On the far side of the moon is a space station. It could not have been built without this blog. A revolutionary new fuel has been made by man, which is much more powerful and cleaner than naturally occurring fuels. This space station runs on this new man made artificial fuel. It just frees us from any dependence on the known universe.

But there is a cost of this freedom that this space station must have several mishaps all stacked up one after the other. It is a nightmare of a place and experience and has many risks to life here. Nothing has to built by man, machines take care of constructions and fuel is provided by man. There is no real threat other than fate and coincidence. Nothing needs to be discovered either.

This game is a science fiction blog. It runs on a counter balance called social abuse and not getting anything here. So one must fail and get abused and raced here socially all the while. Being lonely and staying below the mark in all avenues provided here is the norm. Anything that is in contention of this norm causes haye or an abrupt end of life event.

Volume one is only about sophistication. The stream is another cause that does not allow one to excel in any endeavour, else central character will meet that ill fate.

There is a lot of content in this world, almost infinite. People, products, movies, games, channels, money, things. But nothing is simple for me. Everything is a complex arrangement or combination, let’s call such a phenomenon, આ game. Everybody is everybody else and vice versa. But only the original counts, and should be alive not in Yaad.

Therefore, mentioning a game called R24, jointly made up by my earlier posts, here आना जाना R tv channels provided by this house France24 Russia Today. This game along with YouTube account greydme are this post for me.

A copy of a game called Hitman and a Facebook user account called F2, are the tools or ways of playing this game. Once it starts it never ends, it only loops over. So any city or place you go it’s just this game that I’m playing all my life as an R viewer.

Today through this post I have an identity of my own, otherwise I’m just an object of the game.

In this game you can’t defeat the bosses without making some sacrifice, or counter balance, and it should count. The Master and the Gate keeper are therefore related. Nobody wants to know about who is good or bad. Therefore interactions interplays are rife in this game preserve. We lose some we gain some, invariably the central character stays inside. Choices paths, only the Masters way here, or death. So most of the time the central character just has to take a load of bullshit from many bosses lose, or win then get ambushed, only later so that the Master can save the day.

It is a vicious cycle too, you can’t trust anyone, things happen here, that’s what it’s meant for. Sitting idle is a dead end. Everyone every other character is important worth remembering. For either it gives you information, or stays elusive and is known for keeping things from you.

In volume one, we see our central character, having to face many bosses before it reaches the climax, or the gate keeper, defeating it, thus allowing the master to make an entrance. That’s how the day is saved. This game or Ankh run, restarts every year, taking the central character to newer levels of danger peril and adventure.

I get brused hurt even survive deadly assaults ambushes, says the central character, whom we all are greatful to. The master on meeting gives us a new challenge, several bosses, women men, sacrifices, etc. The final boss or gate keeper won’t let us out of this arena until we defeat it.

Their is no time for fun here. Just keep dying until you reach the end. Or stay trapped inside, retaking boss sub levels, as you go around this place, a daily hunt.

Nobody knows the master whether he is on our side or theirs. But by bringing him in, the game ends. The central character moves on to the next version of the game.

A very rudimentary vision of an architecture, a building made of soft limestone where a congregation of many individuals at many different levels be possible, at the center be a room, like a center of gravity where the central character can be placed on a reclining flat board with hard cushion chair or small bed. Outside of the dome, the surface would be of large petal like honeycomb with large vents at the bottom to allow for hot air and gasses to pass smoothly from the inside as more and more people arrive, to the outside, providing free ventilation, continuously. Metals and stones, wood electrical systems for further centralized air conditioning. No doors just passages leading inside the super structure.

More and more of these domes be required all over, in each big city of the world. Not an amphitheater but like tight compressed layering of multi way levels where people can squeeze into small rooms like a mall. Finding and locating the central room should be difficult not easy for anyone. Like a temple where people can exit on there own on the way out as they reach the apex or central deity room. In continuous circulation.

My life has seen many events incidents people. So much has happened that I’ve gotten used to living on my own. Thus older echelons I call them volume one. They are in good condition, self sustained, in stable state for me, non toxic. I’ll start this new life with just myself for now, and wait for that new person who comes my way. Previously a lot of my life has been a mix of Odessy 2 and later Odessy 1. These are the things that I already am and stable with. I need to grow now and have more complex intricate echelons. The era of sophistication is something I’m apt with, I need to build something out of Ridley, that’s what I call my real life. This should take time, signing out.

In this house I’ve lived a couple of seasons now. It has been the same throughout the few years that I’ve arrived here. Dry लू काली अंधी heavy thunder and lightning. The place is in the plains wide and uniform landscape, winds are high here therefore. I stay inside with lots of water food and air cooling.

In a not so recent disconnected incident, a freak event of wahems, I managed to coin a notion called knm. It stands for a group of people whom I don’t have in life. Following such people can lead to injury for me. This group of people are complemented by my vicinity locals those whom I do have in life. Punjabi s Western s Black African s. India is from where I get my local people from.

“Whatever happens here, whoever shows up in your vicinity, mom nikle”

It is worth mentioning here that all movies games titles have a short intermission before you go into watching it. Something like a short news clip, that gives you a live or up to date feel. Thereafter the title starts playing, and it does have a life changing experience. The world changes after that, it is like a trip to somewhere, meeting strangers, falling in love, fighting a bad guy, then returning home with the girl. It’s fantasy. In hindsight if you watch it, then it is illness. And finally, the news clip, gets everything from you, you don’t get anything, and die alone. How do you feel ?

The game starts off in the hindsight for me. In a world that’s at it’s end, how can you have a gaming title ? Nothing works here. After watching R tirelessly for my entire life, and when it ends, that’s when crysis 3 begins for me here. It runs best on PC laptop. The story no doubt is connected, like always, we find ourselves in a world that is shut down, no major activity outside either. Nobody’s home and we ask ourselves why live ? Aliens are over, just a few strays. The planet is cold lonely, no human life, only CELL, the resistance forces. How did we get here, we couldnt get anything right in crysis 1, only after many years, when most people vanished off the landscape, then crysis 2 happens for me, and I’m able to survive, and watch that game on YouTube. That’s what set the stage for the future, a standard of life for me.

Crysis 3 brought me here too, in a subtle way. How do we do it ? It’s a lost skill, something that we do, that changes the world for me. Then it’s lost, like a dream of having a girl or having an ability. Something that you can’t have in real life, a fantasy a rush. Agility. Now I’m old I don’t know how stuff works anymore ?

In crysis 2 we beat the alien ceph, even after many years we couldn’t get it right or even get started in crysis 1. Crysis 3 took me to another level all together, being able to shut them down for good. The alien Alpha ceph still exists out there! Later on they’ll come. Today you can win have your way. But they’ll come again, get you behind your back. So this game now has to be watched again, everywhere, directly or indirectly.

Even if I’m tiny against the alpha ceph, I’m able to defeat it. But it’s going to come again. Crysis 3 is now a standard for the future. The yearly cycle.