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  1. Hello Reader, this is my public paths tale; you decide what will happen next based on poll results; every week I will add to the story based on what you decide. 

    At the end of the tale I will formulate a title, but here is a mock cover; after it is the content so far... enjoy


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     The rain pour on a small house in a town in the deep south; inside the house a man ponder over an image, to a woman, he only met once. 

    "what are you looking at George?" 

    "nothing much bartender"

    "and yes, you haven't ordered a drink since tha' sugar cane walked in here... and she did look fine"  

    The Non Drinker get up, leave thirty five cent and head to the outside; he think to himself: "what could I tell Eddie, that he would believe... after the war most black folk's world, never changed. What did Hitler being dead mean to us... to me. And, I never even knew anyone asian, let alone Japanese or ching ching... but, what she said to me, changed everybody's world, and they didn't even know it" 

    George get in his car and head to home; his thinking still focus on yesterday


    A hot friday night in Eddie's house, shining under the moon, a woman walk into the place, footsteps chiming, curves massaging, skin smelling, everything alluring; every man glance to her, one way or another, except George; his weekly triumph over Howlin Joe take precedence to any thing else, including a female regale; as he prepare the final card slap, his competitors stop, in curiosity.

    "Wow... got it! ... well, next time the fish come in my fisher kings, I promise to take all our seeds, but one round of finned to each..."

    George finally cognize someone foreign is behind him; he turn and stare. 

    "There is no where to sit": say the Strange woman. 

    "I am finished for the evening Joe, give these men a round of fish" 

    ...George is near finish a cigarette outside the spot when he hear dominantly beautiful footsteps.


    The Strange woman gently gesture no and say:"you are a worldly man" 

    "How so?" 

    "You served in... World War II, traveled to South America after" 

    "It was not leisure or first class" 

    "yes... but you did" 

    "And why tell me this under the moonlight in the deep delta?" 

    "A random occurrence, just passing through, but a possibility convinced me" 


    "to aid me in selling this land" 

    "Joe sold his house to you" 

    The Strange woman laughed hard: "No, what you call North America" 

    "The white sheets may have a say about that" 

    "Whether you are on it or not the land is what is vital" 

    "well, it has been a long night" 

    "You! ... were born in chitown, but your parents were murdered by whites, your grandmother brought u down here, you loved her and she died while you were serving the president of the u.s.a." 

    "Stranger, I don't know you but never come around me again" 

    "Ask me how I know" 

    George continue to walk but stop and turn.

    "I am not an F.B.I. agent, or C.I.A." 


    "Never mind, I am not what you think... but if I am not, what  am I" 

    "...,... I don't know" 

    "try one more time, you are close" 

    George put on a smirk:"an extraterrestrial" 


    George laugh tremendously: "I did not know such women escaped the loony bin successfully" 

    "what is the next question" 

    "... prove it" 

    George suddenly see cards in the air dancing; he place his hand through the cards and say:"illusion" 


    Suddenly, George can grab a card; shocking blindness strike him and she reply:"It is only one eye" 

    George reach out to the strange woman in anger; she slap him to the ground. After checking his head, George ask:" so what do you want with me" 

    "And you passed the test, I would've massaged your mind to forget me" 


    "no, nervous system... very good, I want you to find some things, you may think it a fool's errand but I have plans and they require time... it! is a deed that gives part of this planet, to others... more aliens" 

    "And, why would I want to help more aliens" 

    "Cause the aliens I was told to relate will not accept you on their lan, once I sell it to them" 

    "wait... who owns the earth now?" 

    "Their name translate in the english to, The Even Guild... a set of communities, each are against war, very resource efficient, and live simply" 

    "and they will destroy all life on earth" 

    "not all life, just humans" 

    "what are they, gods" 

    "no, they age like humans on this planet, but their institutions, are very efficient, and they can't afford you when they need every resource to last the hundreds of thousands of years they need" 

    "This is crazy" 

    "but if you find the deed... before the Even Guild another organization existed, called, the Star Family" 


    "A monarchic organization, they recently ended, but it is said a member to their royal family placed deeds on their planets that new owners would have to obey" 

    "last I looked, you have the powers" 

    "your right" 

    The Strange woman, grab George head and he feel many pains; he scream:"What! did you..." 

    "I massaged your mind, you will be able to sense what you need side other things"

    George fall out from the pain.


     George smell incense; the type he burn in his home; he recall a woman or a wild night before, and the door is knock; it is knock again and again.

    "what is it! oh Susan" 

    "how are you too George, I don't need to tell you what today is" 

    "ahh, you do" 

    Susan push George a way from his front door: "we got a long way to go and I need you for muscle" 

    "oh... oh shit" 

    "don' even think about washin up, you know today is vital! for my business and we have no time" 

    Susan enter the lone bedroom in the house; and, she exit it holding car keys and rush: "cmon George, is everything in your truck" 


    Susan drag George, door still open to his home, to his car; she check the content in the truck, open both door, place the key in the ignition and wait hurry-ly till George start the car. 

    "cmon! George" 

    "can I" 

    "cmon, this is the first Sunday, you know I will not get another chance for a week" 

    George, unclean, unkempt, hungover, get in his car and close the door, and begin driving into the deep delta. 

    ... After a drive, George side Susan get out George car. 

    "cmon! George" 

    George, eventually, get a ramp from inside his truck, and place it from his truck hold to the ground. Susan, in the truck hold, push out a fermenting device, on a dolly; Susan side George push the device into a dense green; they eventually arrive to their distillery. Susan smile greatly and say: "nothing, I mean nothing beats the smell of the midnight moon... go back to the car, I can do the setup, just come back in a half hour after a drive, I got my own security here" 

    George leave trying to recall last night; around a half hour later he return to the hideout;the distilling is happening, while Susan look to some book. 

    "your head clear" 

    "yeah, still a lil fussed over last night" 

    "so what exactly happened to make you late for today" 

    George shrug.

    "Damn George, you know what today means to me" 

    "I know" 

    "it has been a year since my papa died" 

    "I know" 

    "the preacher who gave all libations, I can hold on to his reputation" 

    "I know" 

    "for the finest spirits in the region, if, if! I can get this operation together" 

    "I know" 

    "so who was she" 

    "tsst": reply George on denial.

    "you are soo simple goody good George" 

    "for all I know she could had been you" 

    Susan turn in a quiet angry or solemn way to George. 

    "Hey, you asked" 

    "You Know" 

    "I know" 

    "my father was a man who preached lovin the lord in the daylight while drinking to any who will listen at night" 

    "I know" 

    "But your problem was and is your ease into women" 

    "I know" 

    "and you had the audacity to play paddy fingers with me, the night before" 

    "I know... it is just something was odd about her" 

    "I! have! heard! that! before!" 

    "I know" 

    "... what time is it?" 

    "around 10:30" 

    "hmm... go and look about" 

    Outside the distillery, George ponder why his head ache, while he wait; he hear rustling in the green, and he approach careful, knife in hand; he come upon a man, quietly, and say: "tssk" 

    "Good lord it is hot George, you two would brew in hell, if it was safest" 

    "best music around" 

    George side another come into the cave distillery.

    "A little late Frank but good enough, what have they said" 

    "twenty gallons" 

    "good, the two of you get the containers and let us prepare" 

    Around the late afternoon, Susan, George, plus Frank are in the truck driving to a meeting place; a loud speaker emit from behind them; calm is emit from the trio, while George slow the vehicle. A state trooper exit the following car and walk to the driver side door.

    "ahh , three nigs in a can, is this a church event Ms. Randolph" 

    "no sir" 

    "this look like a transport... but a transpor uh wha": the State Trooper see the large containers; he take off the top to one and smell:"midnight moon is the sweetest moon of all" 

    Susan, George, Frank play cool. 

    "Well, I can't fault you Ms. Randolph, but I wonder, can I get a can of your water" 

    "I apologize sir but this water is already in extreme need" 

    "of course, it is I" 

    "Ahh!": yell George, after taking his first glance to the State Trooper. Susan try to still George while he hold his head, teeth gritting in pain. 

    "I am not finished with you so you will have to wait, now if you want to hurry out here to get a doctor, it will be easier if you... and who is that" 

    Frank turn his head and see a woman in pink; the State Trooper walk to the woman; he stop suddenly and the woman in pink walk past him, to the truck. Frank is silent. Susan look behind and see the State Trooper. 

    "What is going on!" 

    "Susan Randolph, alcohol seller, nurse, in love with George Williams"

    Frank look to Susan and Susan unchange; she keep looking to the woman in pink.

    "He knows that and do you know I know he doesn't love me" 

    "yes, I know what you know" 

    "well, what did you do to that redneck" 

    "I will let him explain" 

    George finally is at ease; sweaty he notice the strange woman in pink. 

    "Is this what you did to me?" 

    "What is! g'on on George?!" 

    George fidge. 

    "Tell them George" 

    George smirk:"this woman is an alien or extraterrestrial, I met her last night... and she wants me to work for her" 

    "Wow! George, I dare repeat what I said earlier" 

    "I know" 

    "well, wha she wan wid us... you an me Susan" 

    "That is up to you George": speak the strange woman in pink.


    George is hesitant to speak. 

    "So you have chosen"  

    Frank or Susan begin to disintegrate.


    "Susan! stop! stop! Please!" 

    George in fright touch Susan slightly; her body disintegrate faster. Frank try to escape the car and reach to the Woman in Pink; but he, like ashes slowly burning in an ash tray, become a part to the air. George sit in the car in horror.

    "Well, what will you do now"

    George is unmove; he settle backward in his seat.

    "You decided George, how else could they now know" 

    In rage, George lunge to the Woman in Pink; she let him hit her and he fracture his hand; he roll over to the truck. George look down the road, remembering.

    "I killed him before your friends, his thoughts were quite negative or untrustworthy" 

    George start to realize.

    "Exactly George, you will be asked about the white man, your friends, people will wonder, some will suspect" 

    "I! Will Tell The Truth!"  

    "You forget, I can massage your mind" 

    The Woman in Pink walk over to the hurt George. 

    "Here, take this photo, and consider your options, stay here in the town, or come with me" 

    George fling the photo to the side; he begin to feel heat.

    "I would advise you pick that photo back, and keep it close" 

    George stay still and his skin begin to disintegrate; he run to the photo and the pain stop; after picking it up, he turn and see the Woman in Pink left. George drive his car and the State Trooper car into a unique pond; he walk back home; that evening he drive to the house from Eddie, buy nothing and ponder.


    While George is driving back home, a car creep behind his; he is not paying attention and it ram into his; his car is knock off road and he is able to turn the driver side away from the danger; he get out knife in hand and see five white men come out the car; he cognize why, and run into the dark green.

    "We will get you nigger!": yell one from the white mob; George hear their motion and hurry unable to see; but he listen to the ground, smell for water; they are still coming. George run and run but the white mob is nearing; he stop when he see another mob ahead.


    George, bruisefull, bloody, some bone broke lay in a white male circle.

    "You killed my brother nigger!" : and the brother to the state trooper hit George on the head, using the but from his rifle. 

    "Well Gentlemen, it is time for justice" 

    Howling, yelling many scream through the air while a rope is thrown to the brother to the state trooper. 

    "let me check this nigger first": say one from the white mob; he take the money from George pocket and find the Woman in Pink photo, and:"well, well, we got us a girlfriend, what is her name nigger, I will find her and treat her right for you" 

    George smirk, and is hit on the head. Most in the mob hear a rustle, and point gun or flashlight toward it.

    "What do you want George?" 

    "Lil honey, you better consider what I want tonight, what all of us want after a long hunt": say a mobman approaching the Lady in Pink. 

    "no, I am still waiting for George to answer": say the Woman in Pink, while a mob man stand immediately in front to her; and he say:"don't worry, I will close your mou Ahh! " 

    Flashlight shine on a mob man having one hand; and he yell:"kill this nigger bitch" 

    The mob men who try disintegrate aside the one hand mob man; fearful the other mob men try to shoot the Woman in Pink and disintegrate, while the brother to the state trooper recognize the woman in the photo is in front to him; he drop the photo im shock, and look down to George. The Woman in Pink walk toward the last mob man, who is crying on the ground in horror. 

    "you loved your brother... and yet, you loved him intimately" 

    A realization pause the last mob man and he look angrily toward the Woman in Pink. 

    "yet, those loving moments was not like the first, when you were taking a shower, a teenage boy, and he felt how soft you ass felt" 

    And, the last mob man disintegrate yelling many obscenity. The Woman in Pink walk over and touch George while an empty car approach; he yell in pain while bone reset, muscle sew, vein clear. George is offer a hand from the Woman in Pink; he do not accept it. 

    "you must realize George, you can't stay here" 

    "why don't you kill me?" 

    "You already know the answer to that, just remember, my time is not being wasted... yes I don't know where the deed is exactly, but I have ideas and I need you to investigate... finally! you can take this car, it has enough gas" 

    "to go around the World" 

    "when will you comprehend my skill set or at least what you were shown, use this" 

    A rectangular portal open up on the road, and George is bewilder to what he see, and say: "I don't know that place" 

    "I know, just remember you are there to investigate, not kill, you will know what to do if you listen to your body... my name is best translated to Ethel" 

    George get in the car.


    George drive through the gateway and come on a sign, early , in english; he sigh; he never see Kumasi before; a road block is before the city. 

    "alright boy, come out": say an english soldier. George stay in the vehicle. 

    "Didn't you hear me little warrior": the english soldier walk to the door and face George:"I know you spear totters think you earned the right to take care of yourselves but not while I ma at this post, you almost killed a good man" 

    Other english soldiers approach. 

    "Captain": is yell from a booth. 

    "Hold this one here boys while I get that": demand the angry captain.

    "yes sir" 

    The captain go to the booth, while George wait in the truck. The captain, fluster, leave the booth, very upset and say:"let him through boys": he look very angrily to George; as George meet the barrier, he say:"the commander is expecting you sir, I apologize, an escort is waiting on the other side of the barrier" 

    A truck escort George in his vehicle to the commander office; he park the truck and get out. George is greet at the front door to the commander office from the commander himself; they both walk in. 

    "let me guess" 

    "yes, an alien"

    "oh god not" 

    "no, I can't read minds like Ethel" 

    "thank god" 

    "Do you know why you are here?" 

    "To find a deed, something in someone Ethel will extract" 

    A door knock , a soldier enter:"from the general, commander smith"

    "soldier, thanks" 

    The soldier leave.


    "You already know it is not" 

    "I don't comprehend how a planet can be sold but then have a secret clause in it somewhere" 

    "....": Commander smith pour two drink and hand one to George:"how old do you think the universe is" 


    "how old"  

    "I don't know, ancient, forever" 

    "What if I told you, know one can know"

    "I'll believe you" 

    "you are hesitant like she said, maybe that is why... do you know why" 


    "do you know the story of the phoenix" 

    "yes, a bird that rises from its own ashes" 

    "yes, now, imagine a phoenix that rises not only physically from its ashes but temporally" 

    "I don't understand" 

    "... imagine a human baby, that can be born out it's own goo but when it is born again starts right at the time it did before.. where you born"  

    "yes": George smirk sarcastically. 

    "right, what if you died now but could be reborn like the phoenix , reborn three times, do you think you would be three times your age now on a fourth rebirth" 

    "I guess" 

    "that is what makes the universe different... it does not simply remake it's body, it remake time, you follow" 

    "ok, so the universe keeps starting at second zero every time it restarts, but what" 

    "Ok! now what if, some beings could travel between instances to the universe" 

    "well good for them" 

    "right, but would they be traveling to a past instance or a future instance" 

    "I don't... know" 

    "exactly, the people we say did this is the Star Family" 

    "So in every universe instance, Earth exist" 

    "no... but in relatively many" 

    "And a deed is ownership to a world the Star Family visited in an instance" 


    "so, how do I find the deed" 

    "... look to your right" 

    George see his reflection in a mirror:"... what" 

    "Ethel could not tell you, you are the deed" 

    "But why not!"

    "well, cause, what you have to do... you have to appear in the Star Chamber" 

    "where is that?" 

    "On another world, in another instance" 

    "This is getting crazy" 

    "This is not the half of it... the Even Guild is a set of machines who feel traveling through the instances need more regulation, and usually they are right, but me, Ethel, and others see they kill life to protect their order" 

    "like she did my friends" 

    "about that... you can come in now" 

    Susan run out a closet and jump into George. 


    "oh George, you are a sucker goody good": George embrace Susan strongly, and they kiss.

    "where's Frank" 

    "cal' down George, I am eating, tha' closet is tight" 

    "But I don't comprehend" 

    The commander gesture everyone to sit and say:"we are a small group but we have been doing this a while, taking various forms, trying to survive, keeping incognito, it is important you comprehend George, when the Even Guild come they will kill all humans on this planet, to maintain resources for other beings whom they compute earned more resources than yours, but only you can activate the deed in the Star Chamber, and only you will have the ability to get to it" 

    "why no army" 

    "The Even Guild are arithmetic, they will know if resources are being used and act in equal response" 

    "so what do I have to do" 

    "first, you have to train and a man will teach you"

    "will you take these two back home" 

    "shut up George, we want in" 

    "but why?" 

    Frank put his hand out, George accept:"George, I have people I love, if this is the best way to save them I am in" 

    George look to Susan and she say:"how can I say I love you but leave this to you alone" 


    George, Susan, Frank enter the truck, and the commander bid them well; a grown man run past the car and throw a molotov toward the commander; it strike him and George stop the car. 

    "cmon George, he is not dead, just need a new body, we need to get to Old Kwame's, like he said" 


    In an old hut, north from Kumasi George, Susan, or Frank sit facing old Kwame. 

    "To get to the Star Chamber, if you want to get there alive past the Even Guild defense you must become more than you are" 

    "what do you mean?" 

    "you know that the universe rebirths or restarts yes... well, some of these worlds are linked, have been lined for a long time, very long time, I can help you go through them and by doing so, you can gain experiences you will need" 

    "and what of us sir"

    "I can escort all three of you but... you must comprehend the danger..." 

    "wad do you mean" 

    "well, Ethel showed you three many things, that you never knew or had access to , but , you may be surprised how varied the universe can be and that is not anything to be ignorant too" 

    "do you mean things like war, I served as a nurse in world war two" 

    "no I mean, you will go into worlds where your nightmares are common and you may be the greatest enemy" 

    George, Susan or Frank look toward each other. Susan say:"you mean we can be surrounded by devils in hell" 


    "wait Susan, why Kwame, why... can't you control where we go" 

    "remember, never forget George, to mold you, we have to give you lessons, I can see a path but only the universe know where it lead, that is the rule... so what will you do" 

    "... I am in, if it can help save Earth or do some good why not" 

    Susan or Frank look to each other. Susan put her hand out. Frank look pensive and say:"my daughter... I ne'er thought the journey would be so long, I thought, mak a lil money and come back home... wit you two gone on, I ..." 

    "It is alright Frank, you don't owe us anything, go back to Beanie" 

    "yeah Frank, at least, no matter what happens, someone will know what happened to us" 

    "sir, will you take Frank back home" 

    "yes child" 

    "... well, I gather you can't help us know what is coming but only that it is on the path to getting to the Star chamber and finding where to place myself" 


    George put out his hand and Frank accept. Susan give Frank a kiss. Old Kwame open a side from the tent and an empty black space appear. 

    "That is the gateway, of course" 

    "Mr. Williams, never forget, between the lights or times is the purest dark, where only the truest life can begin, or travel" 

    "I realize I may be an idiot but" 

    "no goodie good, let us go, both our lives are only still here, even if this is a trick, even if this is a calamity, even if this is a journey whose end does not exist, never let go my hand and we will be alright" 

    "I can see now why Ethel chose you two, I can see now" 

    And George side Ethel, hand in hand or shoulder to hand, walk into the deepest dark. Frank lower his head:"will de' ever come bak" 

    "I don't know, I don't know if they ever will reach the star chamber" 

    "what!": Frank grab old Kwame. 

    "don't you see, the Even Guild is not evil, they are logical, they have done well to maintain resources, save lives amongst many worlds, you do not realize how many worlds were saved by them, species being saved, me and my friends simply realize that the price to their balance is a heavy toll" 

    "so what about the sale..." 

    "The sale is closed, no sale will be made" 

    "Did Ethel find the deed anyway" 

    Old Kwame smile.


    "yes, Susan and George is the balance, even if George one day make it to the Star Chamber, and change the ownership to Earth per the Star Family, their actions to get there is the balance" 

    "I will never forget them" 

    "that is good Frank": the Woman in Pink appear in the tent; she smile toward old Kwame:"you ready to go back home" 

    "okay, wait!" 

    "don't worry, you can tell your daughter all you know, I will not massage your mind, if anything, I grant you a little warning... sooner or later, this planet must be shared, to those already on it or those that will need it, and when that time comes, no deed can stop it outside the one, you saw leave into the undescribable": and Ethel open a tent cover to show Joe's place. Frank look to Ethel or old Kwame and gesture farewell.

    "wait one minute": and Ethel take out a few gold bar:"you may need this Frank... you may be surprised, or you may now, how much value is in one life, it is truly immeasurable..." 

    "thanks": Fran look to the cover where George side Susan left: "be safe my friends": and he leave through the portal.

    "well old Kwame, what is the next planet" 


    "I know that sector, the Upelux, right?" 

    "can't put one past you" 

    "it is logical": and Ethel change her appearance: a bulb tip each eyelash, a brightness emit from her skin, a bubble collage varying in size or color refract exist kin to an ever moving scarf about her skin; she open a tent wall and a beach in a cave is visible; she turn slightly before she exit:"let us see if a love exist in this world, again, a love that can be worth more than many of the precious, timeless lives in it": and she exit the tent. 


     A wolf howl, in a dark night. George is unaware to where he is but has more worry to the presence from Susan; he do not see her anywhere; the howling from many wolf surround him and his only thought is to run; he run and run in the dark, the moon seem larger than usual; he run and trip on a branch; he feel no time to do anything but run; dragging himself, he reach a cliff, finally a place expose, where he can see beyond; he hear water below and heavy breathing or near rustling behind; he has no choice and he jump over the cliff; the impact from the water, knock him out.


    A bright light shine on George face. 

    "wake up sleepy head" 

    George do not cognize the voice or the blur he view; he smell water near his nose and take a sip:"where am I" 

    "I don't know the name to this world goody good, but it is definitely not our Earth" 

    "goody... Susan, is that you" 

    "yes, who else, I think you hit your head, I saw you jump into the river" 

    "That was you behind, I thought I had lost you" 

    "I thought I had lost you too, but no, and I think I know why you were startled so much" 

    "oh yeah, why, I will tell you later before tonight" 

    George go back to rest. In the afternoon, George is refresh; he see Susan bare and notice he is the same; he look to her:"what have you learned" 

    "nothing in particular, outside that this's Earth" 

    "Earth, well, at least we went to a similar world" 

    "but, the moon here is not like ours, it is bigger, come here" 

    George get up, he has no clothing near, and he notice the large moon in the sky:"Wow!..ah" 

    Susan touch George chest as he see a bare bunch in front; they are all similar in appearance to him or Susan, but none seem to have clothing. 

    "George, this man is called Jonas, he leads this pack" 


    Jonas come closer to George:"I know you are strangers to this land, stranger in that I can't notice your scent, but you look like one of us, thus you are one of us, we will need as many paw tonight" 

    George look to Susan; he notice her breast seem in arousal, and he ask:"paw" 

    "everyone in this world transforms at night" 

    "transforms... oh no" 

    "oh yes" 

    "oh no..." 

    George side Susan smile and say together:"werewolves!" 

    "We! are not Werewolves!, we! are Wawitubwa!": yell Jonas.

    "oh, I apologize Jonas, I will explain it to my husband" 

    George is startle from Jonas yelling or the recent Susan accusation:"... husband" 

    "jerk, what else am I now but your wife... besides, everyone here is more pack based, come on lets walk to their den, while I tell you a short story... long ago people on this Earth was given the ability to transform into other beings" 

    "ok genetic manipulation, maybe a war that caused an ice age" 

    "shh , and lived side them in peace, but over time" 

    "here we go" 

    "let me finish please,  they started to attack each other and chose to live against each other, and so the tribes dwindled, the children of the moon lessened, where many tribes exist today in the unchanging members, this area here is for the paw tribes, the wolves have dominated this area for centuries"  

    "let me guess, the wawitubwa are black, werewolves are white" 

    "bingo... so every day or night people fight in one form or another" 

    "why no clothes?" 

    "clothes is a luxury, most of the werewolves utilize them, but most wawitubwa don't" 

    "can't sew?" 

    "they say they are too busy but the alpha have them" 

    "hmmm.... I don't know how long we will be here, and I don't know what rank I will have but... I am getting some clothes" 

    "others may try to steal them": say a woman who approach George side Susan while Susan notice George is gaining an erection: "I am Jonas's wife, Ann" 

    "Then Ann, I will store them somewhere secret" 

    "secrets are not allowed"

    "I can see that" 

    Ann giggle:"but you will learn these things" 

    Ann greet farewell to Susan side George and move toward her husband. A horn, having a huge high pitch shrieking sound, is use, and people start running.

    "come on goody good, Jonas told me to follow where the people go here" 

    George run side Susan and smirk. 

    "really George, grow up, your not a cub anymore" 

    "I was never a cub" 

    "remember, this place is a step on the path" 

    George is silent... suddenly, George feel a little wooziness and stumble on the ground;; he feel a little fur bush is coming out his rear; he start to see black hair, some dusky brown, growing while his hand is getting very puffy; he look to Susan:"oh god!" 

    "calm down George": Susan is squatting calmly and George notice her change. 

    "An African Wild Dog!" 

    "don't make a big deal out of nothing" 

    "how the hell can I hear you, you are not speaking" 

    "to be fair, i don't know , we can hear the wolves too, it is something that just happens, I think we give off an advanced form of hormones like ants, we sense it and it is received as thought" 


    Susan laugh , her wild dog yelp, and roll on her back. 

    "very funny" 

    Like a small cub learning, George get up slowly, shaking:"stop laughing you" 

    "come on you two!": say Ann 

    "come on George"

    "okay, okay, I got it... damn"

    George side Susan run and find the battle. A grey wolf horde and an african wild dog horse are: biting, clawing, mawing on a battle line. 

    "Susan, we better stay together" 

    "you don't have to tell me twice, let's go" 



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    But I thought about why not we writers outside harvard have fun but what can we truly do?
    Using hashtags with indexes, we can do a monostitch with these rules, they can be extended to any webstie anywhere

    <hashtag:OBMono><numeral:value +1 prior><CONTENT:at least nine syllables, it repeat the syllable representing numeral-1 if zero then syllable 9>


    the first can be
    #OBMono1 He wanted to stitch the U.S.A. 
    the next can be
    #OBMono2 He wanted to make the u.s.a. closer to the happiest dream
    #OBMono3 Some want to dismiss what we all can be
    #OBMono9 Trump can not be blamed for what we do
    #OBMono10 Trump never said he is a hero

    In this way, anyone can add to the poem,  unbound to any site as long as they reply noting the source

    If you start a OBMono or add to one, link it into the comments. 

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  3. I heard somewhere one in five people knows a celebrity before they hit it big.  So today, while driving, I got to thinking about what would happen if I actually became a celebrity.  My hands tingled and I filled with a curious kind of joy thinking about certain peoples reaction.  Specifically, my old co-workers who in my humble opinion, were already haters, and my former bitch-ass boss.  My grin was a mile wide as I imagined myself on the previews of primetime television walking out to the talk shows that would be airing later in the week and even better, them in the theater gathering their belongings when my name rolls up in the credits for having written a movie.  #Bowdownbitches      But, I was enjoying this fantasy alone.  As Erykah Badu says, “the studio audience in my head" was not with me on this one.  It was just me, in my car gawking stupidly at a stupid self-made fantasy.  You see, the little voice in my head said, when someone does something to you, as foul as it may be, they do it and MOVE ON.  You, the proposed victim are in fact elevating them to celebrity status when you constantly feed them with your energy.  AIN’T NOBODY WORRIED BOUT YOU!!!  Wasn’t that made clear by their actions?

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  4. Based on the actions Darren Wilson said Michael Brown took, Michael Brown committed suicide by cop. If Wilson's story is truthful, why did Michael Brown commit suicide by cop? Was Michael Brown suicidal? Did Michael Brown have a history of mental illness? Was Michael Brown suffering from depression?

    I ask these questions because they would explain Brown's actions on that tragic day. I just can't imagine a young black man attacking a cop, attempting to disarm him, telling the cop that he's too vagina (my word) to shoot him, and then charging toward the cop after already being shot by the cop. These actions are not actions of a sane person. Was Brown insane? These actions sound like the actions of a person who is suicidal. Was Brown suicidal? These actions sound like the actions of a person that just committed a serious crime. What serious crime did Brown commit?

    These actions sound like the actions of a person on hard narcotics. What narcotics did Brown have in his system?

    Brown's actions, according to Wilson, were completely irrational and violent. Some people would like to point to the store robbery as proof that Brown was acting irrationally and violently that day. But when we observe the tape, we see Brown restraining himself from pummeling the clerk: the clerk attempted to stop Brown from leaving the store, on the clerk's second attempt, Brown walked toward the clerk in an intimidating manner and then exited the store. Indeed, Brown was acting irrationally, but clearly he wasn't acting extremely violent. According to WIlson, Brown's actions were contrary to what we see on the store's surveillance tape. According to Wilson, why did Brown's actions go from irrational to completely irrational, violent, and suicidal? Did Brown have a history of violence? These are questions that could have been asked in a trial.

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    Peace, what is it? Peace, where is it?

    Found sitting on the corner block of yesterday's memories. Ocean water rapid moves of thoughts that say much of nothing. The sun can only shine when the sky is blue, really? So it goes to say that underneath the stones of faces marked with dispare, marked with the etchings of time lost. Peace, found it in the middle of the rain soaked filters of urban bliss. Inside that passion is the peace twisted with north winds blowing south. Stretching upward, reaching open and as wide as the horizons. There is peace, there is oh yes peace, inside you.

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