http://www.timboucher.com/journal/2008/12/17/think-photographs-into-existence/ public domain playground. friendly entities welcome. Sun, 22 Nov 2009 19:56:28 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.7 hourly 1 http://www.timboucher.com/journal/2008/12/17/think-photographs-into-existence/comment-page-1/#comment-125737 Fiction | The Seeker of The Watchers - Part I | PinkOnBrown Webzine Sat, 20 Dec 2008 20:08:49 +0000 http://www.timboucher.com/journal/2008/12/17/think-photographs-into-existence/#comment-125737 [...] Without warning, millions of points appear in a deep field - all within his control. These are the points he will feel together to transmit the call, to bring The Ancient Watchers. This is Indra’s net; this is a vast web of gossamer information, a million points of pure light reflecting each other. Crowding together they form the symbol Rho - the end of protein synthesis. “Rho,” slow and deep, issues from his chest and travels along the blue antenna into the multiverse. Rising, engulfing, the tone, “Rho,” is everything. A deeper tone shoots back immediately and overpowers The Seeker. He gestures the tone again with quartz in hand, tracing the sign. “Rho.” Again the deeper tone returns, powerful and endless. He has never experienced a depth like the seemingly-infinite chasm formed in this sound. [...] [...] Without warning, millions of points appear in a deep field - all within his control. These are the points he will feel together to transmit the call, to bring The Ancient Watchers. This is Indra’s net; this is a vast web of gossamer information, a million points of pure light reflecting each other. Crowding together they form the symbol Rho - the end of protein synthesis. “Rho,” slow and deep, issues from his chest and travels along the blue antenna into the multiverse. Rising, engulfing, the tone, “Rho,” is everything. A deeper tone shoots back immediately and overpowers The Seeker. He gestures the tone again with quartz in hand, tracing the sign. “Rho.” Again the deeper tone returns, powerful and endless. He has never experienced a depth like the seemingly-infinite chasm formed in this sound. [...]

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