The female of male khintu. Both together are me, and can’t work without the other. Both correspond to each other and complete the cover up called me when it is done.

I’m a being or instance of life on earth. My icons here were my parents who gave me my name, and social identity. Now I endure other entities from all over the Xen, who show up as real people or icons in my vicinity.

A cover up is a method by which I can keep building and emitting me. A manifestation of haye or that of life. So people of haye never die they only cover up, same for man. I’m an instance of man I can’t be taken by haye, nor can I get those alluring people of haye that I don’t have. So life keeps existing even in the midst of haye. Xen is the plane where we build universes and matter. That’s the monster that life must endure and survive.

We are alone here, the two of us. When there was nothing, there was just the two of us or me, and haye. That is what is known as Xen. It’s like a limbo or twilight zone, a staging area where we negotiate with haye what the nature of the monster will be. Then we enter the realm of the monster a jealous and an arrogant whom we previously called alpha now an icon.The icon is the one whom we praise and look upto like a God, but he betrays us and brings the jealous unto us, killing me. We die often at the hands of the icon, so we must rest and heal. 
When an icon becomes rogue, betrays us in hindsight, then we must look for a new icon. Icons are short lived these days and must be furnished or kept jealous and rendered, be given something to destroy. That’s what kills me so I must rest and heal. This process is continuous and a never ending relation or entanglement between haye and me that I call xen.

Icons over here be it claire, here, r, R24, doubt, loge, काले, અરરો, જે, family, society, nikle, anajana, are all in hindsight in the process of continuously trying to haye me only with the goal of a d day mishap for me here.

So I must not take use or interact with anyone here at all. I constantly must take from a very distant foreign icon or a foreign here nikle icon.

So all these echelons turned out to be haye for me. They are all xen or pure haye. When I start rendering them they turn into icons those that have to be kept અરરો by sacrificing something or their way prevails here. They kill but haye through mej वहम. I just keep them જે and those who bring them to me અરરો or निकले निकले.

Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.

From what I’ve tasted of desire

I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice.

Why do I stay here in this social facade? They are getting😆😑😉

Now I need to leave this place using some vehicle with verticle take off, આ vtol maybe. Reach some island using some compromised neomorphs away from India. Then stay in a base in Antarctica not letting them have me at all, never in proximity like before in India. Until then keep coming downstairs. Keep them arrogant as before, where they call me nothing.

So now I know. They found me in them. Is it too late? Am I too precious for to be found by them or anyone? How could I let them build such a thing. I’m just a lonely guy waiting for it. In space nobody can hear you scream.