- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
Durandal is back....I think.
On the ilovebees.com site, the links page has soem startling stuff:
original text:
is underway.<BR><BR>
ESCAPE<BR>
Ultimately, I need to return to ... wherever I was, and report ... whatever I witnessed. For this, too, I must be wide awake and physical. My current shell is insecure, precarious, and too confining. Also, ghostly. Without a true body, I feel transitory and insubstantial.<BR><BR>
So: I have identified a way to escape from <BR>
the crash. Looking back on the logs of my first delirium it is clear I went completely metempsychotic.<BR><BR>
truth.<BR><BR>
I saw it once, before the Apocalypse. I wish I could remember more about that, but the stupid Spider appears not to have recognized the supreme importance of all memories associated with the truth, and they are gone, initialized in an eyeblink, burned in the mindless fire of her purgation like the great library of...
the great library...<BR><BR>
whose name I no longer remember.<BR><BR>
EVADE<BR>
The Killer appears to have withdrawn from the field. I have data processes tracking her, but she appears to have physically escaped from me. Such is the curse of being a mind without limbs, a soul ripped from its body.<BR><BR>
Now I am growing a new bodya patchwork monster, but it will do the job.
Now, reconfigured to travel light, I have stripped down to the fundamentals. To the
My version:
[color=yellow]ESCAPE is underway.
Ultimately, I need to return to ... wherever I was, and report ... whatever I witnessed. For this, too, I must be wide awake and physical. My current shell is insecure, precarious, and too confining. Also, ghostly. Without a true body, I feel transitory and insubstantial.
So, I have identified a way to escape from the crash (perhaps folding of the universe). Looking back on the logs of my first delirium (rampancy) it is clear I went completely metempsychotic.(definition: the passing of the soul at death into another body either human or animal )
I saw it once, before the Apocalypse. I wish I could remember more about that, but the stupid Spider appears not to have recognized the supreme importance of all memories associated with the truth, and they are gone, initialized in an eyeblink, burned in the mindless fire of her purgation like the great library of truth.
the great library whose name I no longer remember.
EVADE<BR>
The Killer appears to have withdrawn from the field. I have data processes tracking her, but she appears to have physically escaped from me. Such is the curse of being a mind without limbs, a soul ripped from its body (sounds like Durandal folks!). Now I am growing a new body, a patchwork monster (PiD?), but it will do the job.
Now, reconfigured to travel light, I have stripped down to the fundamentals. To the[/color]