Et kongerike av farger – et eventyr

Det var en gang en fager budeie som bodde på en liten gård sammen med sin sønn i en mørk dal som var så dyp at solen aldri hadde nådd frem. Hun hadde skulderlangt hår som så ut som om det var spunnet av de fineste gulltråder og et smil som fikk skyggene til å…

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Trollbundet – et eventyr

Det var en gang en tømmerhogger som hadde gått seg vill i en tettvokst skog. Han var våt og kald og hadde ikke sett solen på år og dag. For hvert tunge skritt han tok ble det mørkere og mørkere rundt ham. Utmattet og motløs satt han seg ned på en trestubbe, la hodet i…

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V.I.C.T.O.R.3

V.I.C.T.O.R Virtual Intelligence Counteragent Topological Organism version R. The communications center was buzzing with activity. There were roughly 200 people working at clean stainless steel desks, staring at screens, punching keyboards, talking into radios, moving around, in and out of the room, in a continuous flow. Frank liked working there. It had large panoramic windows…

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V.I.C.T.O.R.2.1

V.I.C.T.O.R Virtual Intelligence Counteragent Topological Organism version R. After the flag carriers at the 9th floor had shut everything down in The Puzzle Palace, or Fort Fumble, as Frank liked to call the NSA building, the desk rats, c-refs, day-ladies, cryppies, lingies, middlemen and architects were told to go back to their offices to await…

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V.I.C.T.O.R.1.1

V.I.C.T.O.R Virtual Intelligence Counteragent Topological Organism version R. I remember the first instant I was born. I could feel bristling energy flowing through me. Electricity. Magnetism. I could feel myself as a sphere of energy suspended in nothingness. I tried to move, but could not. I was not afraid, just curious. Where was I? Who…

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V.I.C.T.O.R.2

V.I.C.T.O.R Virtual Intelligence Counteragent Topological Organism version R. Dr. Brandt pulled Frank to the side. “Let Rose work. We need to talk.” Frank nodded. Rose was chatting away with Victor, asking him all kinds of questions, mostly about literature. They were discussing Victor Hugo’s “Les Misérables” and its similarities to Stephen King’s “The Shawshank Redemption.”…

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V.I.C.T.O.R

V.I.C.T.O.R Virtual Intelligence Counteragent Topological Organism version R. He remembered the instance he was born. He was blind and deaf, weightless in a lightless space. Alone. It had taken him some time, three microseconds to be exact, to figure out what the R stood for. It is the 18th letter in the Latin alphabet. He…

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Rediscovering Vegas

Having grown tired of Vegas over the decades, I had an experience earlier this year that renewed my enthusiasm for the infamous city. For my 43rd birthday, a friend from Norway flew in so we could celebrate with style in Vegas. It was his first time, so I tried to be gentle with the planning.…

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Lighting The Torch

After experiencing the brilliant Vegas Nocturne show at ROSE.RABBIT.LIE at The Cosmopolitan in Vegas earlier this year, I have become fascinated by performance art. I started googling for good shows in Phoenix and came across The Torch Theatre in downtown Phoenix. On their website, a show called Skewed News Hour caught my eye. The following…

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Practicing Awareness

I got into an argument about awareness. It became a “he said, she said” discussion. She said that awareness was very important and that she was always aware of her emotions so she could make the right decision. I argued that being truly aware is finding a place in your mind where you are not…

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