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"Floating soundlessly off the shoulder of Orion...Frozen Deep within the Silence of Sleep...Ahkalki Her Husband Lies Dreaming."

I, SolCore

From the private journals of Chanly Smann

oxford compositions book entitled

Quantum Field Mechanics, Edge of Soul, Vagrant Story, Pandora’s Box

7/18/99
“off the shoulder of Orion Frozen deep in silent sleep her husband lies dreaming…”

Epilogue

If one would look to the Hyades in the night sky they would never catch a speck of the UNSM[United Network Of Space Marines] warship Durandal. Or that in the personnel cryro chamber there sits sleeping silent unmoving…born in a military lab off the outpost of alpha prime…off the shoulder of Orion. Trained on planet after planet….war after war. Here sleeps an unnamed soldier…known only by his number. 27…whose red lights blink and beep…day in…day out…save for the ten thousand sleeping soldiers on board. There are only machines to keep and repair the Durandal. The Durandal has kept a constant orbit around the sun alderbran…cycle after cycle year after year…still…cryo chambers 27’s light go off and on…always keeping the same pattern…and has done so for the past 58,074 earth years and will continue to do so until the great Durandal is once again called into action…though that will never happen…humankind has drifted farther and farther into the depths of the universe….number 27 smiling…forever frozen in a smile, can do nothing but dream…never to wake….never to die.

“and there the old ones tread unseen…primal and serene “
H.P. Lovecraft

“That which is not dead shall eternal lie, and with strange aeons even death may die.”
H.P. Lovecraft

And so began the story of the vagrant wanderer.

From The Documents BOOK.DOC

“I dreamed a dream I dreamed I dreamed.”

This time…this place…as if in a dream…
Why should dreams be as they are?
I am supposed to live this life to the fullest…because in the next I will be stripped from my family and put into training program to create a soldier that surpasses all other before…after the surgery I would be more than human…much more than human.

This titanium rod in my leg is the constant reminder of that next life. I will serve with honour, my father…he never told me anything…. but I learned…I always told myself to fight but to fight with honour.

She and I and over fifty others…they froze us and threw us unto the stars in case we lost the war and left us alone in the dark…Until the Ark reached a suitable planet. The Computer would then wake us…So that we may see for the first time Humanity’s new Home.

But the Artificial Intelligence designed to keep us safe he sided with the enemy…and shut our life support systems down.

The humans knew this might happen and a System-Peril was initiated…waking me, for I carried within me all the destructive knowledge of mankind…from my cold sleep. And I Shut the A.I. Down…but now there was no one at the bridge. It was then I read the logs that Earth was destroyed nearly two hundred years ago…that there was no home any more.

I had to survive…we…had to survive…so I reconfigured the system to reroute the ships cognitive functions through my brain for only I had a neuro-net-junction…though I would sleep and dream, I would also be there monitoring the stars and planets trying to find a new home.

She lay there dreaming…still in the darkness. I was awake…and then even still…I dream. As the years passed I watch her smile in the darkness of her hushed casket.

“For 14,938 years…The man dreamed and dreamed of other men in other times. Doing what he had done in life…to fight and serve…for he was earths finest Soldier.
Until one day…the ships systems sprung to life…this would only happen when a suitable planet was found. First the ship would awake the Female…and after she had read the ships logs and verified with the attending A.I. the features of the this new Eden…she would then awake the security officer.”

…She looked upon his face and smiled…for he was to be her life partner…

Analog…to Digital…

What was within my oxford compositions quantum field mechanics, edge of soul, vagrant story, Pandora’s box.


Darkness wanderings
This ive lost to my inner desires.

-blam!-…-blam!-!!!! Someone help me save myself…I want to die but not right now.

I want to die so I can forget about you.

All I want to be is to be myself.

I don’t want it to all fade away
You never asked me how I feel.
My answer from the beginning is still the same…all I feel is FEAR…FEAR AND DISCIPLINE.

WarMachine

Through simple twist in fates ripples across the pond…my inner most demon’s From the future ive bided my time, to my youth will I find in time.

Unique

Assassin


From the Document of Chanly Smann

Artifact-01 EarthWise memo book 9/29/98-Muse of That Summer…Serey Vorn.

Each And Every Summer Of Upward Bound I fell madly in love with whomever I thought embodied the spirit of essence. I would always look…but never let my feelings be known….they might misunderstand my intentions…nobody wants to be loved and then lost as suddenly as it arrived. I am a poet…and I have my principles…look but no touch….it was not a -blam!- experience…I did not want them in that way I just wanted to be part of their experience…to be part of the Grand Play That is the Thertere of life. I played the part of heart broken lonely boy…I played it well, I am pretty sure no one realized…It was natural to me because I a poet we always write about angst and stuff…I never suffered that pitfall…I knew exactly what I was…I was just there to enjoy the experience….purely…as we all should in our lives.


[Stay Tuned For More]SolCore:MAGNUM OPUS.

"The Evidence of Absence is not the Absence of Evidence."

Thoughts…thoughts…no just thoughts…for if I had not thought them…they might have never been existed at all. I have to hold on to these thoughts, because they tell me who I am……because it proves to him…he who had lived his life and had shared the same flesh…I prove to him that He..We…I…do indeed exist within the Einsteinian Space-time continuum… I thought my thoughts were once the diseased thoughts of a boy who is mentally sick. The things I would see….the visions that danced across the darkness of eyelids…the blinding lights that would come when I stared at them too long…to long… God? What is God if nothing but a creation of man? What if God never existed before this… I don’t want anything…never did I want anything at all…even now in this fragment I will soon consign to its hushed casket…I reveal to any who would dig up this grave at least one of the Eternal truths to life and existence…[there are 2 infinitely expanding Consciousness’ in a finite Universe. Light and dark…off and on…male and female…] “Even the way I type this seems weird to Chanly…then he remembers something from long ago ‘If your going to say something important…don’t say it clearly’…and he smiles as we continue….”
365 days….24 hours…with both a night and a day…with both living thinking breathing life upon this silent spinning sphere…this is the Home I had been looking for eternity…the life forms there are nice…friendly even…ah…love…a sad lament…my vessel…the one the life-forms know as Chanly Smann…well ill tell ya one thing about him…two sticks of regulation sized gum fits his mouth near perfect…well actually its 1 and ¾ but I don’t like to confuse him with my Non-Euclidean Mathematics” so he just shoves two in his mouth and chews like a cow until the flavour is gone…and then he forgets the flavor and chews it until…I don’t know…whenever he feels like getting a fresh pair.

Written by Chanly Smann in The Award Winnings Book “Eve of the Universe” whose back reads one single line Giant and Written in Caps. “YOUR GONNA RUIN IT!!!!!”


"The book is not a Book in the Traditional sense...The BOOK is the man...who he himself is a type of ongoing Work of FICTION?? And when his earthly form finally gives up the Ghost...this work of FICTION?? will then be transmitted by Death/SYSTEM-PURGE his story to each and every unified atom in the manifested reality this Universe...and others..To Infinity and Beyond."


You Only Saw...What I wanted You To See.


Where There Is A Will...There Is A Way.

And I have been....one man...My Name Is Chanly Smann...live with it...you are not as good as I am....but you are the best at what you do...It Was the Ordinary Youths With the ExraOrdinary Minds That Saved the World..But it was the youth...who was born with an Extra-ExtraOrdinary mind That Guided Them.

Take a bow...you have preformed perfectly.

YAY!!!!!!!
I WIN!!!!!!!!!!!
PEACE ON EARTH -blam!-ES!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE SAVIOR HAS ARRIVED!!!!!!!!!!!!

Your couch..-blam!- IT!!!

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