Tag: 12
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Presentation and Vision
I was lost and broken when I first arrived at the Seatemple Inn, and unsure as to what was expected of me. “Don’t worry,” the clerk had told me as I surveyed the empty lobby, you will meet the others soon. Were the others at an event that I hadn’t been given clearance to attend?…
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Seatemple
Welcome to Seatemple, the bright sign announced as we drove up the curving entryway. It looked like an average motel with a main lodge and a smaller strip of units with parking right in front. He stopped the car, opened the door for me and helped me out. Still a bit unsteady, I held onto…
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Poetic Reality
After that incident, I began to suspect the correlation between HQ and my own rational mind, since the closer I came to HQ the further away I was from poetic awareness. Yet, the more I looked at trying to solve the mystery, the more I became convinced that there was some sort of plot to…
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Finding the Archivist
That was the point that I shifted into a more efficient way of understanding this work. For I’d once again become exhausted by the sheer demand. Activity had increased yet my stamina had not. One part wanted to do as much as possible but the other side of me was only able to work within…
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The Fan
I’d been busy, writing the documents that were part of my account, when the buzzer sounded. I wasn’t expecting anyone. Looking down, I saw three strangers – well-dressed men in green business suits. One carried a briefcase. I don’t remember if they were wearing hats, but I do recall they seemed very formal. As I…
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Mist and Fog
After leaving the dunes I set out on an entirely new life exploring the metaphysical in a harmony with a much more grounded life in the everyday world. Somehow word of my work reached an organisation dedicated to exploring life in the future, with hundreds of reporters and researchers worldwide. I was fascinated when their…
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The Braid
She had always been a curious girl – curious to others because she was curious about everything in the world around her. In her side vision she sometimes saw a flash of light, the way you see but don’t see a mouse running along the baseboards. But the flash she saw was the same height…