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Story 01: Memories

      I remember it like it was yesterday. I set down in my bench, waiting for my turn to speak in front of an full amphitheater about the importance of computers in our lives. I do not believe something else frightened me more than this. On the other hand it was a good thing, cause it saved the life of my friend. Just as i was getting ready to say my first words, and all the eyes were on me, a young woman entered in the amphitheater, with a knife and took hostage one of my friends.

      In that moment something changed in me. The pure fear and anxiety that until then had a very good grasp over me, suddenly dissipated.I looked into her eyes and thought to myself "no one threatens my friends and gets away with it!". And then something else wired happened. Normally when you look at someone you see how he looks like, right? Well, that used to be true for me also, until that point. I did not see her, i did not smell her, i did not acknowledge her presence. It was so strange i can barely describe it.

      You know when you are browsing the web? Well in that moment i was browsing through her emotions, her memories, her fears, her knowledge. Further more i could see through her eyes. I'm not going to tell you that this scared the hell out of me, cause i imagine you already figured that one out by now. But along side this fear, i was fascinated. The fascination however, dissipated quickly when i realized i had to do something. So like manipulating model clay to make pots, i began working on the way she saw things. After a few minutes of efforts i managed to impersonate her dead mother, that she looked up to.

    "Lavinia darlin' what in the world are you doing? Is this how i thought you to solve problems?" i said in a calm voice.

    "But mother, they are cold blooded killers! They killed you!"

    "How did they kill me girl? Who killed me? The boy you are holding hostage?"

With tears in her eyes she nodded a no, so i continued:

    "Did the children in this amphitheater killed me? Did your teachers come at our home and talked me into taking those pills ?"

The girl began to cry harder and harder. Letting go to the boy, she ran to me with the knife pointed in my direction.

    "Why? Why did you do it? Why did you leave me alone?"

I barely managed to create a image of myself a couple of feet in front of me, so she would stick her knife in thin air.

    "No child, i did not leave you alone. Are you alone now? You have friends, and a full life ahead of you, without you having to get a job to pay for my medicine and doctors. It was the only way i would not have been a burden to you my love. Forgive me.."

      And as i said those last words the police came in and took her away. Relieved i allowed my self to pass out. But as my body was falling to the floor, i caught a glimpse from my friend. If what i had seen in the girl had helped me save him, what i saw in him teared my soul apart... He regretted he did not listen to his heart, and took a chance with me. Now it was too late, as he was promised to someone else.

Days of my life - Chapter 2 -

Days of my life
- Chapter 2 -

“Great spirits have always found violent opposition from mediocrities. The latter cannot understand it when a man does not thoughtlessly submit to hereditary prejudices but honestly and courageously uses his intelligence.” Albert Einstein



Dare i may ask what would it become of a child that was different from all three categories of the society it was born in? Such a child is born every 10 or 20 generations, with the ability to perform well in all three environments. With both gentri and lory capacities, with the native intelligence of understanding how things work together, weather it is about people or machines, such a child would not be received with open arms by the masses.


Accident or not, i was born in the 21’st cycle of the third moon, from a gentri mother and a lory father. To start with, i did not come form an ordinary family. Usually gentri did not take as husbands from the lory class. Further more, usually 80% of the gentri population is composed out of males, and 80% of the lory composed out of females. Mother always told me i was special, and both my parents encouraged me to think on my own and try out everything before i would decide what i wished to do. And so my story begins....


Social indoctrination classes began, and i tried to do my best, as the teachers asked. As i grew older, i looked around me, fascinated by social interactions between my colleges. And as time passed by, and i got closer and closer to having to go through my first rite of passage, and it became clear to me that i was different. My colleges sensed that i was different, and scared of what they were not thought to understand, started making my life miserable. So i had a choice to make: act and become a norm having a normal and peaceful life or taking the high road, by giving all i had, and seeing where it would take me. Living a life of acceptance and peace, but in doubt and regret, did not sound well at all.


I passed the rite of passage, but apparently if something is done too well, it creates problems. Three cycles after the results were made public, the princess of Calladan, Cammile of Syria. Her name included her own, Cammile and that of the symbiont she carried, Syria. Normally the princess would not leave the castle unless the issue was so critical it required her presence.


She had a light blue skin, the color of a child before the first rite of passage. Normally gentri were green, lory pink and the norms where orange. She looked at me, and started analyzing me, after finishing her skin began to emanate a fuzzy and warm radiance, and a crystal-like form appeared on the forehead. With a calm and high pitched voice, she started talking:

“My dear Tanita, you have put your self in great peril by the path you have chosen, but for this you have my full respect. Unfortunately there is not much time, soon others will realize that you are different, and will react driven by fear. You must undergo the second rite of passage right away. Cammile will take you.”

“I have chosen this path as it is the right one. I would not have been able to live a life of regret and doubt. Tell me what does this rite mean, and what will happen afterwards?”

“You will choose and be chosen by one of my kind. Of what happens afterwards we shall speak upon your return.” And with this words the fuzzy radiance disappeared, leaving Cammille to speak. “Come, time is an important factor!”.

Days of my life - Chapter 1 -

Days of my life
- Chapter 1 -

“Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.” Steve Jobs


Social interaction is a very interesting concept that tends to get really complicated if you take in account a society constructed based on genetic principles. This is the case of a small but full of life little planet called Calladan. Here the population, is primarily divided by genetics into 3 categories: norms, getri and lory. Let us take them one by one.

The term "lory" is derived from lords, thus indicating somehow their social status. The population that has lory genes, and thus is a lory, masters the art of negotiation. Further more the members of this category posses special capacities that come in their aid while negotiating, like telepathy, empathy, clairvoyance, and many more similar to this ones. The lory, due to their unique abilities and education are usually found in management positions due to their negotiating and leadership skills.

The term "gentri" comes from "gentile one", but rarely one is gentile in the line of duty we would encounter one. The gentry population is compoed from individuals with abilities like Bio-PK, telekenises, teleportation, generating electrical shields, etc. One could classify the gentri further more, by their primary ability, into elementals, moleculars and animalics. However despite the differences between them the main unifying characteristic is that when facing danger the first instinct of one is to protect the others and eliminate the threat. Thus the gentry are also called protectors, and usually work in the law enforcement branch or in medicine.

Now the norms. The law states that a norm is a person that did not qualify in either of the two categories by achieving a minimum score of 60% in the first rite of passage after completing the first period of life. About 70% of the total population is a norm. Being a norm does not imply a complete lack of special abilities. However it does imply that the norm does not manage to control it’s abilities and to use them. Norms are usually engineers, artists, researchers, having normal jobs, that do not imply having to take upon themselves the responsibility of looking after others.

Further more, to make things even more complicated, the planet is inhabited by two sentient races: the Calladians and the Cry’talinas. Now the Cry’tal are a parasitical race, meaning they require a host in order to make anything more than just lie there. However their presence aggravates the social discrepancy between the norms and the other two categories, due to the fact that a Cry’talian can only take on a host that has special lory or gentri genes. No matter, both the gentri and the lory must go thought a second ritual of passage, one in which they must choose and be chosen by a Cry’talian symbiont, that will expand their lives, enhancing their capacities, and sharing their knowledge with them. The cry’talian personality rarely surfaces, and only takes on control over the host it inhabits with his or her permission, and when that happens the signs are clear: a crystal-like form appears on the forehead, and the skin emanates a warm and fuzzy radiace. The voice becomes sharper with a higher tone, but never yelling, as they are always calm.

Intention of "Days of my life "

I have decided it is time for me to try something new. Well, actually it's something old, but under a new form... Let's call it Social writing, and we'll go on from there

The main idea is that every time i tried to write my Sf. story, i got stuck, and in the rage of the artist, always deleted everything. And this is what i want to change. I want that what i write to be read, and further more, other people to participate in the story, and help improve it.

I am not a native English speaker, so i might have certain mistakes. Please leave comments, underline my mistake, suggest changes and perhaps even how you see the story continuing. :)

It's a bit of an experiment, and would pretty much love it if pple would join :)

TU

Tu esti cel important

De ce nu intelelegi tu,
ca eu nu contez?

Tu esti cel vital

Eu nu exist
in aceasta existenta

Tu esti cel esential

Eu sunt prezenta aici
numai datorita prezentei tale

Tu esti cel fundamental

O data ce tu vei disparea
eu ma voi evaapora

Tu esti totul

Unicul meu scop in lume
este sa am grija de tine

Tu esti geneza

Sa am grija de tine este
unicul meu scop in lume

Totul esti tu!

Eu ma voi evapora
cand tu vei disparea

Fundamentul esti tu!

Numai datorita prezentei tale
eu sunt prezenta aici

Esentialul esti tu!

Eu nu contez,
de ce nu intelegi?

Important esti numai tu!

Vise in 2

Ma visez printre nori,
Regina peste stele...

Cand te vad simt fiori,
De parc'am fi suflete alele

Impreuna puterile ni se unesc
Peste toti si toate ele domnesc

Separati bajbaim dupa lumina
Intr-un chin cumplit ce nu se termina

Parca am fi suflete alele
Cand te vad simt fiori...

Regina peste stele,
Ma visez printre nori...

Traiesc

Traiesc intr-o armonie de cuvinte
Totul in jur se intampla la intamplare

Traiesc de azi pe maine
Visand o zi mai buna

Traiesc cu speranta in suflet
Sa fiu regina printre stele

Traiesc ca o cershetoare
Printre oameni ale caror vise s-au implinit

Traiesc prizoiera a aparentelor
Murind zi de zi, cate un pic

Traiesc.... Sau... poate ca nu

Inima de gheatza

Stau din nou in cushca....
Si privesc printre gratii...

Am vazut si gustat libertatea
Inima-mi de gheatza a simtit caldura...

Iar acum bate micutza,
Singura si trista...

Mintea stie ca tu nu o vrei,
Dar asta nu o ajuta pe biata inima...

Care bate... Si bate mai tare
La fiecare amintire a ta...

Eu si ea vom fi aici...
Iar de vei veni, noi te vom astepta

Inima mea e a ta...
Bate egoista, numai pentru tine...

Doua cuvinte

Exista pe lumea asta,

Doua cuvinte ce nu trebuiesc
Spuse in vant

Doua cuvinte ce nu trebuiesc
Spuse oricui

Doua cuvinte ce nu trebuiesc
Spuse fara sentiment

Sunt doua cuvinte magice

Sunt doua cuvinte care fac o persoana
sa isi dea sufletul si viatza

Sunt doua cuvinte ce nu trebuiesc sa isi piarda vraja

- Te iubesc -

Iluzii

Iluzii...

Pe lumea asta sunt multe
Unele sunt bune
Sunt glume de te fac sa razi
Sunt desene prietenoase

Iluzii...

Insa pe lumea asta sunt si alte
si acele nu sunt asa de bune
Te fac sa plangi
Te fac sa iti doresti sa nu le fi intalnit

Iluzii...

Suflet hain

Ce faci dulce speranta,
Cu suflet fin?
Vii si ma bantui...
Ma lasi sa cred in vise
Ma indepartezi de viatza reala
Ma faci sa imi doresc atat de mult
lumea pa care mi-o prezinti...

Shi apoi, ce faci dulce speranta?
Cu suflet hain...
Ma parasesti in cruda realitate
Ma lasi prada deznadejdiei
Ma faci sa tanjesc dupa tine

Nopti de-a randul am plan
Tu mi-ai raspuns
doar cu un suras
rece si de gheatza...
Precum e acum sufletul meu,
Oh... dulce sperantza...

A venit toamna

Am drepturi de autor asupra acestei poze!!!

Intreari existentiale

- De ce poate sosi acasa o pizza comandata, mai repede decat ambulanta?
- De ce lumea comanda un cheesburger dublu, o portie mare de cartofi prajiti si un cola light?
- De ce putem gasi un loc de parcare rezervat pentru handicapati in fata patinoarelor?
- De ce se vand pachete cu cate 10 bucati crenwursti pentru hot-dogs, iar cornurile pentru hot-dogs se vand in pachete de cate 8 bucati?
- De ce cuvantul "abreviere" este atat de lung?
- De ce sucul de lamaie este facut din arome artificiale si detergentii de vase se fac cu lamai adevarate?
- De ce pentru a inchide programul Windows, trebuie apasat mai intai pe "START"?
- De ce nu se fac conserve cu hrana pentru pisici cu aroma de soareci?
- De ce se sterilizeaza acul serigii inainte de eutanasie?
- Fiecare avion este dotat cu doua cutii negre, indestructibile. De ce nu se construiesc avioanele in intregime din acest material?
- De ce daca zborul avioanelor este din ce in ce mai sigur, aeroportul se numeste "terminal"
- De ce apasam mai puternic pe tastatura telecomenzii atunci cand bateriile sunt pe sfarsite?
- De ce se spala prosoapele, daca e de presupus ca atunci cand ne stergem ar trebui sa fim curati?
- De ce pilotii kamikaze purtau casca de protectie?
- Cum ajung sa fie puse panourile cu inscriptia "INTERZIS A CALCA IARBA" in mijlocul peluzei?
- Oare analfabetilor le place sa manace supa facuta cu paste in forma de litere?
- De fapt, atunci cand omul a descoperit ca vaca da lapte, ce cauta el de fapt in acel moment?
- Daca un cuvant este scris gresit intr-un dictionar, cum ne dam seama?
- De ce desteptul ala de Noe nu a strivit cei doi tantari?
- Oare lucratorii de la fabrica de ceaiuri Lipton au pauza de cafea?
- De ce oile nu intra la apa cand ploua si lina da?
- De ce magazinele deschise 24 de ore din 24 au incuietori?

Reproducerea - in mintea unui copil de 9 ani

"Pentru ca se tot intimpla ca oamenii pur si simplu sa moara, trebuie sa apara altii. Asta este copulatia. Insa oamenii nu dorm ci lucreaza cu inima, penisul si vaginul din greu. Eu i-am vazut pe parintzii mei in camera de zi cind copulau. Tata icnea ingrozitor si mama a urlat, insa deocamdata nici unul dintre noi n-a murit. Insa poate ca doar au exersat fiindca bunica e deja destul de batrina. Am observat ca ei exerseaza cam de trei ori pe saptamina, cred ca bunica va muri curind. In noptiera mamei am gasit niste pastile. Tata o tot intreaba daca si-a luat deja pilula. Precis e si ea bolnava, insa nu merge la doctor. Insa daca ei continua sa exerseze asa de mult, sigur va aparea o noua fiinta pe lume. Eu mi-as dori un iepuras.

Reproducerea la oameni se intimpla prin seminte. Florile si tufisurile si pomii trebuie udati des si mama face dus in fiecare zi. Poate atunci creste totul mai repede.

Noua fiinta creste in burta, insa fiindca mami e bolnava, o face de data asta poate tati. I-a crescut deja burta insa nu ne-a spus inca nimic.

Cind noua fiinta apare pe lume, trebuie sa iasa mai intii prin vagin si e foarte mica si alba. Negrii ies cu siguranta prin fund.

Evolutia lui Homo NeHabilis Manelistus

Inca din vremuri antice, stra stra stra mosii nostrii au inceput sa scrie pe peretii pesterilor in care stateau. Se crede faptul ca acestea aveau un caracter religios.



Mai avem si exemplul Egiptenilor... Si acestia puneau inscrierile cu scop istoric, si de venerare...


Cu totii stim insa ca pe langa omul din ziua de astazi, Homo sapiens, mama natura, obosita dupa atata munca... a facut o gresala. Din aceasta gresala a iesit Homo NeHabilis Manelistus... Cercetatorii care studiaza aceasta specie, au inceput sa descopere urme de civilizatie la aceste fiinte...

Incep sa adapteze mediul din jur dupa nevoile speciei lor. Cum? Neplatind facturile:

Pentru cei care au privirea slaba, suma trecuta pe acea citatie este 64 267.05 RON


Apoi, pentru a se simti ca acasa... au trecut la picturi pe pereti... Ceva mai evoluate de data aceasta... In ultima incercare de a se exprima, si de a ilustra ceea ce venereaza... rezultatul il stim cu totii... (Vezi aici) Acum insa cercetatorii au descoperit ceva uimitor...

Iata cateva imagini cu desenele fiintelor primitive... Se pare ca acuma, in urma evolutiei, venereaza femeia si... steaua? (dovezile sunt neconcludente si foarte ambigue...):


















Va vom tine la curent cu evolutia acestei specii... Cercetatorilor le va lua ceva timp sa examineze noile descoperiri

Basm (cult/popular... u decide)

A fost o data o fata de imparat linistita, frumoasa si muncitoare... O chema Apusului...

Cu totii ne-o aducem aminte... De cand a fost facuta ea la mama ei, nu ia trebuit vreodata o operatie estetica. Insa cum toate celelalte fetele isi puneau silicoane in diverse parti ale corpupului... Regele si regina, pentru ca fata lor sa nu se simta neimportanta, au dorit sa ii faca fetii un cadou: o operatie estetica...

Sarbatoare mare la palat... Si fata cea mica, cea mai frumoasa dintre zecile de surori, isi facea si ea operatie estetica... Si au venit doctorii, si au inceput sa o consulte, sa o masoare... Si trecura zile si saptamani... Si dupa aceea au inceput operatia...

Sarmana fata... Prin ce chinuri o fi trecut ea... Nimeni nu-si poate inchipui... Mai intai au scos pielea de pe ea... a trcut o zi... S-au consultat specialistii analizand pielea... Nu ea era devina. Au hotarat sa scoata si muschii. Zis si facut. Zi si noapte au lucrat pentru a scoate muschii fetii... Dupa 3 saptamani de chinuri au reusit.

Fericiti de ce facusera doctorii, au inceput sa isi faca planuri. Au reinceput sa puna muschii pe fata. Un strat de d'aia unu de d'aia... Dupa aia a venit furtuna, si nu au mai putut lucra. Au scoso pe printesa afara, sa o ude ploaia si ei s-au culcat. A doua zi sa o examineze pe printesa. Ce sa puna urmatorul strat de muschi? Era uda leoarca, asa ca au mai asteptat cateva zile.

Dupa vreo 2 luni de munca la muschi, au ajuns in stadiul la care sa puna primul strat de piele. Insa era sezonul temperaturilor caniculare... Au pus un prim strat de piele, si l-au lasat sa se prinda de muschi, asteptand totodata sa se termine canicula.

Esteticienii nestiind ca nu era ultimul strat, bucurosi peste fire ca printesa este gata, si cu o imaginatie debordanta, au inceput sa deseneze detaliile de pe piele... Alunite, chestii socoteli...

Dezastru insa... Firea creativa a esteticienilor nu a fost primita cu bine de printesa Apusului... Au venit si doctorii s-au luat de cap, si au inceput sa mai puna un strat de piele. Au pus insa doar jumatate de strat.. Din motive necunoscute.

Regele si regina vazand nemultumirea ficei lor, au angajat o firma de esteticieni privata. Si acestia crezand ca aceasta va fi forma finala, au inceput sa isi puna ideile in aplicare. Cum din interviul luat parintilor reiesise ca le placuse cat de cat ceea ce facuse cealata firma, au incercat sa mearga pe aceeasi linie.

Printesa Apusului a inceput sa isi blesteme zilele ca s-a lasat pe manile doctorilor. Arata asa de bine inainte :(... Nemaiputand suporta sa stea pe masa de operatii, ea a inceput sa isi reia din activitatile zilnice.. Desi impotriva sfatuilor medicilor si parintilor.


Iata cum arata frumoasa Printesa Apusului inainte:

(promit sa mai caut poze cu ea)

Si Restul: Doctorii, Dupa ploaie, Esteticienii 1, Esteticienii 2, Reluarea din activitati...

Baieti destepti

Helooo!! acolo era o strada!!! Nu puneti borduraaaaa!!

Episodul 2... la "Ce pula mea?"

Cum adultii au facut un efort in a ne arata ceea ce inseamna o opera de arta... (Vezi Aici!)... Si cum dupa 2 zile au venit muncitorii si au mai dat pe jumatate din strada cu asfalt... A venit vremea copiilor sa iasa si sa deseneze si ei...

Avand un model atat de educativ... Micutii din zona aceasta au recreat opera de arta cum au stiut ei mai bine...

De pe net adunate

Tot facand surfing pe net, am dat peste unele avatare haioase...

Avatare de genul:

Te ador sa moara mata =))

Okey... Da... Asta DA declaratie de dragoste... Macar nu are Faze de genu "iuby" "ma love" si alte zaharosenii de provoaca diabet...









Sa mori tu?


Well.. what can i say? LOL....

Esti Smecher?!

Un avatar Dedicat in primul rand celor care se cred smecheri... Si deci, ei fiind buricul pamantului... Nu le poti lua locul...


Eh aia e...






Urasc trezitul de dimineata!


Un adevar general valabil... Si da, toata lumea arata probabil la fel de bine precum emoticoana din imagine :D









DND

DND vine de la Do Not Disturb...

Persoanele cu un status de DND sau cu un astfel de avatar doresc a sugera ca nu doresc sa fie deranjate... Si totusi daca le "deranjezi" si ii intrebi de ce stau pe mess daca nu vor sa fie deranjate le apuca crizele

Adevarul este dealtfel pe la mijloc... unii stau pe DND ca vezi doamne au treaba si nu stau :))



Cati $ Vrei ??? Fraiere???


Din ultimul cuvand de dinaintea ultimelor 3 semne de intrebare, s-ar putea deduce de ce emoticoana are un ochi vanat...

Avatar recomandat celor care au cu ce...






N-am Dormit Nici un pic la Noapte!

O perfecta concordanta intre timpuri... Cu dedicatie pentru profele de romana :))








Ce frrrig ii!!! Ma Incalzeste Careva?




Avatarul perfect pe Stare de Cod Rosu!! :))






Ma aflu aici doar pentru a te enerva





Yapz asta ecu adevarat.... adevarat !!!






Pentru a-mi vedea avatarul, tine apasat "Alt"+"F4"






Ma intreb pt cati n00bi merge faza, si chiar pica in capcana?




Nobody is perfect, i am nobody




O logica de invidiat... I'm nobody... so i can't really judge it









Tasteaza mai incet ca te prinde radarul!




Asta intradevar este un lucru nashpa... Insa... Oare are politia romana echipamentul necesar pentru a ma prinde?





DND... Ca te sparg



hmm.. scris si cu rosu... smells like blood






Vrei internet de 555 ori mai rapid? .... n-avem!






Specifica pentru adminii si providerii de net... si DA! vreau asa ceva =))





Eminem



Oau ce asemanare fizica incredibila intre Eminescu si Eminem... Cred ca Eminem a fost fratele geaman al lui Eminescu... insa ii este rusine sa recunoasca





Don't shoot i am not a manelist!





Deacord... Stai umpic sa imi scot si eu distrugatorul... they should be exterminated

Resistance is futile



Membru D.N.A.S. Departamentul National Anti Scoala



Asta este probabil versiunea grupului de pe hi5 "Daramasear scolile" din care culmea, face parte si fostul meu profesor de info.






not(Teme)






Yapza... Eh.. de acuma.. la facultate nici ca ma mai intalnesc cu ele.. teoretic cel putin



Cel mai tare avatar insa... Castigator detasat al oricarui concurs de avatare... Este urmatorul: