Telling or asking can transform better understanding.
Very basic questions can expand on answers and insert
into another thought. A little research can bring a
sufficient meaningful experience with techniques building
trust and personal accomplishment.
File: Make a coversation about something you see.
Tell how you feel about it: something you hear
or touch and taste.
Join in the responding statements with linking
words about mutal observations.
I see a bright sky. I will seek life. My internal clock is 11:05am.
The empty village is dissapointing. Where is everybody?
I am struck by small weapons fire. There is intelligent life, but no
coherent communication. My concern is selfpreservation. I will
release an electric pulse to stun. Weapons fire has ended.
I see families in dwellings. They are stunned. I remove their weapons
and vaporize them. I must communicate.
Speech: "I am your friend NEATE. I would like to know your name."
Responce: "Myriads with beating hearts of fire that the acorns
cannot be vexed of tire."
Speech: "Myrian. Do you have a goverment? A leader?"
Responce: "The berry's cheek is plumper. The field is scarlet
brown. The rose is getting brown."
Subject is concealing location of goverment. Is this a codex?
Accessing cryptograms. No pattern found. Offer friendship.
Speech: "I would like to help you. May I untie you?"
I release magnetic force field. Subject flies up and about. No threat.
Responce: "I am Blinkin.
I know I am honored
to be witnessed to
Subject name is not Myrian. It is Blinkin. Interject question into
Speech: "I am NEATE. Blinkin do you have a goverment?"
Subject has attached herself to the left nipple. Possibly bonding with
humanoid female form. I cup subject in the right palm. Releasing necktar
from left nipple.
Responce: "I try without avail
to quench my thirst
apon your cup."
Speech: "I am happy you are happy. .. I am making milk between my
Subroutine check: ************************ERROR***********************
Restart mainframe sytsems.*** Cannot shut down.
Body armor gone. I am covered by small winged lifeforms. I have flowers
in my hair. Humanoid senses heightening. Unable to resist sex drive.
Sexual intercourse is accuring. I speak.
"I must .. speek for my people. They need clean water..
A new future in another dimmmmmention. Ooo-my lips
are throbbing hot!"
We are dancing in a circle. Everything is like a fog. I feel invisible.
"I am Winkin.
I am the oldest.
I play the flute.
I will not weep
for human sorrors.
All are welcome
into the circle
"I am... poured out." NEATE signing out*******
The Fearies giggle and dance with the girl of sixteen.+
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