The world is totally fucked in the head. The only reason seems to be that the multitude of humanity is fucked in the head. I don't know how to fix this, change this, or even influence this. I'm going to the fabric shop to get more thread.
Sincerely,
Frank.
P.S. Try not to blow shit up or oppress anyone while I'm gone. Kay? Thanks. Bye.
On the way home I had an image of a huge monorail system where Snelling is now. It ran all over the city at high speeds, and you'd never have to wait more than ten minutes for your tram. The side of the thing was covered in bike racks, because there weren't any cars. From the Monorail station you unhooked your bike, walked it down to ground level, and rode to your ultimate destination, which was rarely more than ten minutes from the nearest monorail stop. It took a bit longer to get to some places and not nearly as long to get others, but people were used to it and since the system was so mostly free of delays it wasn't really a problem.
It was a nice image.
I probably shouldn't be allowed to post when I'm this tired. Calm, rational Frank, the one who realizes that he's a stranger in a strange land, passs out, and Angry passionate Frenk comes out and is passionate about things in ways that are difficult for people to understand without misinterpreting.
I'm going to bed now. It's 8:00pm, but my mind has completely lost track of time. If I didn't have the clock you could easily convince me that it was any time from 6:00am to 2:00am (Alaska never gets dark in the summer).
I want a warm body to sleep with. It's been almost six months since I've had anyone to sleep next to. I miss it.
I'm going to go get some water, then crash out. Tommorow will be a great day, and many momentous things will be achieved. Mark me, my friends, tommorow is the beggining of something great.
And thus the Prologue ends, and Chapter one begins, and our hero takens his first steps into a larger world.
Sincerely,
Frank.
P.S. Try not to blow shit up or oppress anyone while I'm gone. Kay? Thanks. Bye.
On the way home I had an image of a huge monorail system where Snelling is now. It ran all over the city at high speeds, and you'd never have to wait more than ten minutes for your tram. The side of the thing was covered in bike racks, because there weren't any cars. From the Monorail station you unhooked your bike, walked it down to ground level, and rode to your ultimate destination, which was rarely more than ten minutes from the nearest monorail stop. It took a bit longer to get to some places and not nearly as long to get others, but people were used to it and since the system was so mostly free of delays it wasn't really a problem.
It was a nice image.
I probably shouldn't be allowed to post when I'm this tired. Calm, rational Frank, the one who realizes that he's a stranger in a strange land, passs out, and Angry passionate Frenk comes out and is passionate about things in ways that are difficult for people to understand without misinterpreting.
I'm going to bed now. It's 8:00pm, but my mind has completely lost track of time. If I didn't have the clock you could easily convince me that it was any time from 6:00am to 2:00am (Alaska never gets dark in the summer).
I want a warm body to sleep with. It's been almost six months since I've had anyone to sleep next to. I miss it.
I'm going to go get some water, then crash out. Tommorow will be a great day, and many momentous things will be achieved. Mark me, my friends, tommorow is the beggining of something great.
And thus the Prologue ends, and Chapter one begins, and our hero takens his first steps into a larger world.
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religion. see above.
TV anchor, radio host, talk show host, see above.
There are many ways to influence. Find one, pick one, pursue it relentlessly.
I like your monorail idea. It would work if the bikes were all exactly the same, and free. If there were several million of them, so that taking one and not coming back with it would not make sense, because everyone can have one or two and there would be no black market for stealing them. It could work in today's society... or after everyone who is fucked in the head is gotten rid of...